Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

Looking at the ruins of the shrine's main hall, the burning worship hall, and the pile of scattered corpses on the ground, Yuan Zhisheng's face was as gloomy as water.

Although he was wrongly accused of being a traitor by his family, he still regarded himself as a member of the Snake Qi Eighth Family and firmly believed that his father Tachibana Masamune would repay his innocence when he woke up. By then, he would still be the young master of the Snake Qi Eighth Family, and This group of priests and guards are also his loyal subordinates.

Therefore, after seeing them being brutally killed, Yuan Zhisheng was filled with rage.

But he hadn't been carried away by anger yet, and he realized that the other party seemed to be waiting for them here, so he asked in a deep voice: "Sakura, who is this person?"

The failure to sense hostility from the other party meant that this person was probably a friend, but apart from the three retainers, the only ones who would come to save him now were young girls.

Obviously, such a bloody and cruel picture can only be drawn by evil ghosts with fierce ghosts.

Sakura also didn't expect that Master Yue's resentment towards the Sheqi family was so deep. From the beginning of the bombardment to the rescue of the young master, only five minutes had passed, but this uncle had already killed all the priests and direction personnel who were staying at the shrine. , If Akechi Asaya and others had walked slower just now, they might have gone to hell with these seniors.

This time she did not omit some key details and told the truth: "This is the helper I found together with my young master and brother."

"Well, what did you say?!" When Yuan Zhisheng heard this, he immediately turned his head and looked at the expressionless girl, looking into the slightly blue eyes, and there was some disbelief in his words:

"In order to save me, you went to a young girl to cooperate?"

Minamoto Shojo is one of the leaders of the fierce ghosts. Cooperating with him means cooperating with the fierce ghosts. Sakura's behavior not only caused the eight shrines of Sheqi to be reduced to ruins and caused the tragic death of many family members to their rivals, but also completely convinced him The crime of collaborating with the enemy.

After all, the young master pays for the behavior of retainers.

Regardless of whether Sakura's cooperation with the child was under his instructions or not, and whether the previous accusations made by the head of the Inuyama family were true, he has now become a traitor to the Sheqi family and committed an irreparable mistake.

Sakura's eyes did not dodge, she looked at the young master frankly, and nodded gently: "Yes."

Because of the information gap deliberately created by an unscrupulous businessman, the ninja girl mistakenly believed that the Genji brothers were really conspiring to overthrow the rule of the eight Sheqi families. It was not until she heard her young master express his feelings that she realized what a serious mistake she had made.

It's just that she only received specialized training and formal education this year, and some of the habits she developed on the battlefield have not been corrected. For example, many times she thinks that as long as people are alive, don't think too much about other things, forget about it, and move on. Put it back.

In a war, both civilians and soldiers are just people living in the present. They may die from stray bullets or sudden bombings at any time. However, Sakura has not yet developed a longing for the future in her heart, and is still a child living in the present.

Hearing Sakura's answer, Yuan Zhisheng should have been very angry, but looking at the calm face in front of him, as if he was indifferent to life and death, the annoyance in his heart was suppressed.

Yes, he had never mentioned the existence of a child to anyone. Even the five family heads were kept in the dark, let alone a girl like Sakura who was so innocent that she was a bit clumsy.

What was wrong with her, she just wanted to save him.

"Thank you for your hard work." Yuan Zhisheng breathed out and his eyes fell on the man holding the knife again.

This is a man with gray hair and several marks of time on his face.

He didn't wear the ramen chef's uniform, he changed out of the hospital gown used as a disguise, took off the ridiculous turban and wig, and his face no longer had the approachable and cheap smile that he used to attract customers.

At this moment, Uesugoshi was wearing a long black windbreaker, which almost blended into the night. His somewhat old-fashioned face was calm and intimidating, like a king standing above all living beings.

Perhaps sensing the change in Yuan Zhisheng's mood, the emotions hidden in those deep eyes gradually dimmed until they were as calm as water, but seemed to turn into a stormy wave that could submerge Japan at any time.

Could this be the other leader of the Fierce Ghosts?

Feeling the majesty of the sentient beings, Yuan Zhisheng had a chilling guess in his mind.

Girl, how much did you pay to take revenge on me?

Yuan Zhisheng felt a little bitter. In his opinion, the better Yuan Zhisheng did and the more prepared she was, it meant that the deeper he hated himself.

only……

"If you think that you can make me follow your plan and completely betray my family, you are totally wrong, young girl." Whispering softly, Yuan Zhisheng put his hand on the saber.

This is an ordinary practice knife, a consumable item used in the Fuma family's ninja training classes. In terms of material and workmanship, it cannot be compared with his sabers Spider Kiri and Doji Kiri Yasutsuna.

The Japanese sword on the opponent's hand, which had been wiped clean and dust-free, has a lot of history. It is a "Tang-style broadsword" cast after the shape of a Tang Dynasty weapon. It has simple and gorgeous patterns on its body and is a must-have in any museum. Up antiques.

Minamoto Chisheng remembers Tachibana Masamune saying that there were dozens of such ancient swords in the Sheqi Hachi Family Sword Museum, but due to a farce, they were all lost and have not been found so far.

But it happened that the man opposite had two such knives.

"Can you tell me your name?" Gen Zhisheng stared at Uesugoshi and asked word by word.

A night wind mixed with blood and gunpowder smoke blew by, blowing up the windbreaker and gray hair hanging down to the knees. Master Yue looked at the handsome young man standing with a knife. Jun Lintian's eyes were a little hazy, as if he saw the young man. When I was high-spirited myself.

The same stubbornness, the same stupidity, the same cursed by the emperor's blood, and bound by righteousness.

The eight Sheqi families are like an abyss that cannot be circumvented and a knot that cannot be untied, binding them tightly and unable to break free no matter what.

At this moment, he seemed to have aged more than ten years.

"Me?" Master Yue grinned, as if he was mocking or mocking himself: "I'm just an irresponsible old scumbag."

The voice was very soft, but it still reached Yuan Zhisheng's ears firmly.

Before he could ask, Uesugoshi had already thrown an ancient sword over, followed by this sentence:

"If you want to beat me up, just go ahead."

"This opportunity is rare, it only comes once."

Reaching out to catch the thrown knife, Yuan Zhisheng looked at the opponent's attitude of "Come here if you want, fight quickly, don't waste time", and without any nonsense, he directly returned Sakura's saber to her, and took two steps forward. Looking at Uesugi from across the sky.

Between them, there were blood donations and broken limbs all over the ground, as well as a burning worship hall.

Without asking why he wanted to kill and set fire, Yuan Zhisheng squatted down, with thousands of bones in his body tightly knitted together. He slowly raised the knife over his head. The bones from his wrist to the sole of his feet were crackling, and the muscles, bones and tendons all over his body were regenerating. After adjusting, the future emperor of the Eight Sheqi Clan used his keel state to form a sword that would kill with one strike.

Compared to the Fierce Ghosts who had to use countless evolution potions to get one step closer to the pure-blood dragons, he was born to stand closest to the pure-blood dragons.

The terrifying coercion poured out like mercury, and the cold murderous intent was undisguised. Every time Yuan Zhisheng took a breath, it was like a salivating evil ghost trying to suppress his desires.

Sakura, who was standing behind him, was okay. She only felt a little heavy after having experienced the war, and Yasha was a bit neurotic. He was a gangster who won the name of Yasha because he would not stop until he sent someone to the hospital. , at this moment, it felt like the whole person was about to be frozen by the cold murderous aura, and it was even difficult to breathe.

He lowered his head and glanced at the law enforcement uniform he was wearing. On the shirt was a ferocious Yaksha who used a sword to kill ghosts. And coincidentally, there was also a Yaksha in front of him at this moment, but he looked too handsome.

Compared with the special feelings of the two retainers, Uesugoshi never even frowned:

"Heart-Shaped Sword Style·Four Fans and Eight Phases, I didn't expect you to learn such a vicious murderous sword."

The heart-shaped sword style is an ancient style of murderous swordsmanship that sacrifices everything just to kill the enemy. It is so terrifying that even the wielder cannot control the result after the sword is drawn, so it is usually a swordsman's special move.

"This is really ironic." The complex emotions in Master Yue's eyes were shattered. At this moment, Yuan Zhisheng, who was in the dragon bone state and unscrupulously vented the emperor's pressure, no longer needed any other means to prove his bloodline.

He once watched a movie with his old sweetheart. The protagonist was an actor from across the sea who was known as the King of Chinese Comedy. There was a scene in the movie that left a deep impression on him.

I heard that if I kneel down to my son, his son will feel dizzy and may faint at any time, so the male protagonist’s housekeeper uses this method to prove that he is his biological father.

If a father kneeling to his son will make the son faint, then what if the son raises the butcher knife to his father?

Uesugoshi looked at his unparalleledly handsome son, and slowly raised the ancient sword in his hand, with the tip of the sword reaching the middle of the Yaksha-shaped young man's eyebrows.

I will never tolerate patricide!

"Drink——!"

With an angry shout, Yuan Zhisheng crushed the bricks under his feet and turned into a shadow and rushed towards Uesugoshi. The sparks flying in the air were attracted by the strong wind and followed him. The long knife in his hand reflected the fiery red flame and was pulled out in the air. A long red line.

A few months ago, he accidentally killed an innocent girl with this knife, and then killed his younger brother with his own hands.

So far, the Heart-Shaped Sword Style and Four-Fan-Hakashi has only brought him pain, but his understanding of this technique has also improved due to the unforgettable pain.

The blood that gathered on the masonry ground was dispersed by the huge force, and the severed hand that was in the way was trampled into thin slices of flesh. In the keel state, Genzhisheng's overall quality was enhanced, and he rushed in front of Uesugoshi in an instant, with a long knife in his hand. Cut off the leader of a common man.

The blade tore through the air and slashed down with unrivaled force.

Facing this brazen sword, Uesugoshi's eyes showed a hint of admiration, and then he advanced without retreating, crashing into the circle of Minamoto's sword with lightning speed, raising his foot to squeeze into the inside of his left leg, and holding the sword in his right hand. Blocking the special move that can cut off beams and pillars with one blow, he also spun around and raised his elbows.

"Qiang——!!!"

The piercing sound of gold and iron clashing exploded in the ruins of the shrine. Yuan Zhisheng's charged attack was easily blocked. Before he could wrestle, his ankle was suddenly attacked. His body was unbalanced and fell forward, and at the same time, a strong wind hit behind his head.

With a "thud" sound, Uesugi turned his back to Minamoto and slowly retracted his arm.

Behind him, Minamoto Chisei, who was hit by an elbow in the back of the neck, looked confused and shocked. Like Akechi Asuya, who had just been knocked down by his blow, he couldn't believe that he was defeated so easily.

In the keel state, all his bones are tightly integrated and can withstand extremely high-intensity blows, but the opponent seems to be very familiar with the emperor and the keel state. The elbow, which is not light and gravity-free, just lands on the atlas and the atlas that cannot be completely closed. The place where the occipital bones are connected completely makes him lose the power of resistance without harming his life.

Just when Minamoto was about to land face first, Uesugoshi grabbed him with his backhand and pulled him up by his back collar.

Resisting the urge to hug the person into his arms, Master Yue raised his hand and threw the Yuan Zhisheng in his hand five meters away. Watching him stagger back two steps before he stabilized his figure, he slowly opened his mouth to comment. road:

"The sword is very fast, but your heart has not kept up. There is still a lot of room for improvement with this sword."

He had practiced kendo for dozens of times, and even though he had wasted many years as a ramen chef while not doing his job properly, he never really put down his sword.

Picking up the rolling pin, he is an ordinary ramen chef.

Picking up the cross, he was an ordinary part-time priest.

Picking up the katana, he is Japan's unparalleled greatest swordsman. Even Ange, an assassin in the shell of a berserker, can only rely on zero time to achieve a despicable victory.

Yuan Zhisheng is just a brat who has learned swordsmanship for several years. Even with the blessing of the emperor's blood, he is no different from a kid with a fruit knife in front of him. He can't hit with a backhand even if he uses a forehand.

Raising his hand to look at the time on his watch, Uesugoshi raised three fingers, and his tone revealed the indifference of Furui: "You still have three minutes to vent your anger, and then leave in seven minutes. Snake in ten minutes." The reinforcements sent by the Qihachi family can rush to Mount Kobe and surround us."

Hearing this, Yuan Zhisheng raised his sword again without any hesitation.

The steps are mysterious, the sword is drawn out casually, calmly and elusively, the mirror-mind wise flow and the reverse curling blade flow!

The secret of killing with swords and shadows is revealed, Yagyu's new Yin-ryu·Five directions come out!

The sword is as deep and silent as a dragon, and the natural flow of mind and heart are great!

Multiple sets of sword move combinations, Beichen's one-sword style·Frostfall!

Weird, changeable and elusive, ancient manifestations appear and the lion appears!

Violent roars and unparalleled momentum, Shinto's mindless flow and heart's eye shout!

In just three minutes, Yuan Zhisheng showed all the swordsmanship schools he had learned in front of Uesugi Yue. The forbidden-hand killing moves of various schools took turns in his hands, but he still failed to hurt Master Yue even a hair.

It is said that a master cannot teach you a trick, but if Minamoto knows how to do it, Uesugi can master it even better.

Seeing the young master rushing up to him again and again and being beaten backwards, the Yasha people who were watching nervously were almost going crazy. It was obvious that the young master was already so strong that he was so inhuman that he was instantly beaten. But the cool old man in a windbreaker across from him didn't even have his clothes cut off.

Simply unbelievable.

He took out his phone and took a look at it, and found that the three-minute time limit was almost over. Yasha hurriedly took two steps forward and shouted to the two people who had switched to Kasumi Shinto style to fight together:

"Stop, stop it, stop fighting!"

"Three minutes are up. We have to wait until we get to a safe place before we fight!"

"My support is coming, it's really coming. If we don't stop, I'm going to cry!"

However, it was useless. Yuan Zhisheng, who had been slapped on the head, had already blocked out the interference from the outside world. Moreover, he had a timer in his heart and did not need to be reminded by others.

After shouting for a long time and getting no feedback, Yasha felt that his hands were shaking. From the corner of his eye, he noticed that Sakura was standing there stupidly watching the show, and he immediately said anxiously:

"Ying Ying, why are you just watching? Please say something quickly, Ying Ying. Please persuade the young master!"

Listening to Yasha's urgent urging, Sakura nodded, her pink lips hidden under the mask slightly opened, and her voice was soft: "Young Master, it's time for us to leave."

When Yasha heard this, he was speechless: "No, who would listen if you shout so quietly..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw two people fighting each other not far away and both stopped.

Yaksha: "..."

It's broken, I've become a clown.