This is My Juggernaut Journey

He blinked, lowered his head slightly, and saw the blade like autumn water on his neck, and the skin instinctively burst out of particles.

"There is no need to die together, your swordsmanship is not far from mine." Yuzuru sighed, he didn't want to kill people, especially a person who can make himself happy. As far as swordsmanship is concerned, Miyamoto Musashi in this world is already comparable to single-minded confrontation.

"But I'm still defeated, and there's nothing I can do about it." The lonely swordsman was speaking lonely words.

"You didn't lose in swordsmanship, but in other places. It's a pity that the ceiling of this world is too low, and you can no longer see more magnificent scenery." Yuxian shook his head and slowly put away the long knife.

"Then can I see more magnificent scenery?"

"Maybe." Yuxian gave an ambiguous answer, he couldn't even control his own destiny.

However, the swordsman felt hope, especially the last sword, which was completely beyond common sense. He picked up the two knives that had fallen on the ground, inserted them back into the scabbards, and then pulled out the scabbards from his waist and put them on the ground.

"I give up the sword, and I will stay in Weiming Country until hope comes."

"It's up to you." Yuxian thought that it would be good to keep a top expert to guard the house when she was not around, turned around, and asked the onlookers indifferently:

"You guys, still don't give up your sword!?"

The sound is extremely soft, but it can penetrate into everyone's ears, like a thunderclap!

PS: The collision of swords, the swordsmen in the fierce killing, the epic will be sung, this is the center of this volume.

Yes, the stage of this volume is in Xiazong Kingdom, where there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood. The keynote is FGO1.53, but the content will not be the same!

Chapter 280 Isn't the old Tokugawa tortoise dead?

There were sword marks everywhere on both sides of the long street, and the ground was full of blood and corpses. The wounded with missing arms and legs had been treated, but the wailing never stopped.

That's all, everyone is a traveler, I haven't seen any kind of tragedy, and I have seen many villages and villages. The key is the battle between Yuzuru and Miyamoto Musashi!

The whole process took only a few minutes, but it fascinated the onlookers. The quick attack and defense, the fierce sword energy, and the tricks that were accurate to the millimeter, it can be said that the fantasies in the mind and the descriptions in the books are now at this moment. They all came back to life, and they were able to watch this duel, it was worth losing their lives to Wei Ming.

monster...

This is the only thought in everyone's mind, but compared to the mobs like Miyamoto Musashi, Himura Yuzuru is more like a demon, a demon that a human cannot defeat, and the last sword not only kills Miyamoto Musashi fought in a daze, and the people who saw it couldn't believe it, as if the sword had pierced his heart, and he couldn't recover for a while, until——

A soft voice rang in my ears.

Bang Dang.......

The knives fell on the ground, one, two, three, tachi, naginata, long spear, all kinds of weapons were thrown on the ground. These are the second life of a samurai, but the swordsman in Tsing Yi in front of him can easily What's the difference between a sharp blade and a firestick when facing an invincible monster?

Yuzuru smiled, he thought these people were stunned and ready to fight him to the last moment, but it turned out that they were engrossed and needed someone to remind them.So with a smile, he walked through the crowd, and the people in front of him separated to the two sides, supplemented by long knives and corpses on the ground.

It's like stepping on the road of kings!

Wealth and honor do not return to their hometowns, like walking in brocade clothes at night.Yuxian thought that her vanity had disappeared, but she still couldn't help but turn up the corners of her mouth.

Awe and fear are really sweet poisons, but this is what he wants. Today's battle will spread to the whole of Japan through the footsteps of ronin. I don't know how it will be recorded in the books after thousands of years. Maybe there will be a bunch of It is unscientific for experts to come out and analyze it.

Yuzuru remembered some allusions about the "human body electric fan", and couldn't help but smile even wider. When he walked to Weiming City, the city gate had already opened, and all the black-armored warriors stood on both sides, lowering their heads neatly, as if welcoming the God of War return.

Yes, Yuxian is the most powerful cornerstone of the Weiming Kingdom. Seeing him now, he looks even more beautiful than before. As long as this man doesn't die, no one will dare to make a move.

"Master Yuzuru, what is the strength of that swordsman just now?" Xianichiro Ashina has already greeted him. He was watching the battle on the tower just now, but he remembered some unpleasant things.

"Besides me, Weiming is the strongest person." Yuxian gave a pertinent opinion, and then saw the dissatisfaction on the young warrior's face, "Don't provoke him, even if you use Bazhilei, it's only [-]% Odds."

Is it only forty percent?

Zenichiro Ashina lowered his head, his face was uncertain, but fortunately he had learned a lot during the defense battle, and he was never stubborn again.

Peace is what this country needs most.

After receiving the water from a samurai, Yuxian moistened his throat. He had suppressed everyone's headaches. At this time, he patted his forehead again, feeling a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter, Yuzuru-sama?"

"Hey, it's okay. I forgot to put on the Tengu mask. In this way, even if I'm not in Weiming in the future, you only need to find a master with a similar figure, put on the mask and put on the Tsing Yi, and you can suppress everything. Really, I I still remember it when I wake up in the morning."

Hearing Yuzuru chanting beside him, Genichiro could only respond with a wry smile. He knew that this peerless swordsman had a problem with his memory. In the past, when he gave orders, he had to divide them into several dials, so that people would come back after leaving.

Maybe it's because there are too many things in my heart, causing conflicts.

The samurai didn't want to take care of it, and planned to go out of the city after a round of inspection. He recently fell in love with a doctor named Mingzi, and reckoned it was time to pass on the blood of Wei Ming's family.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw that annoying ninja striding forward with a dark face.

Among the world-renowned "Three Heroes of Weiming", Needless to say, Yuzuru, after the war, the relationship between the wolf and the samurai has not been good. Xianichiro is unhappy with the ninja because of his status, and the wolf is even more vengeful. I haven't forgotten about the destruction of the Hirata family and the kidnapping of the master.

So Sekiro pretended not to see Kenichiro Ashina, and went straight to Yuzuru, and said in a low voice, "There is a problem."

"What's the problem?" Yuxian was a little confused, and put down the cup by the way. The wolf was still the same and didn't finish talking.

"Jiying and I discovered the traces of the enemy ninjas, and they are instigating Ronin to attack you." The wolf is Kui Ren now, and all the ninjas in Weiming obey his orders.

"What's the matter? Didn't I kill two ninjas just now? I'm pretty good at it, probably from the inner palace." Yuxian sneered, patted the armor of the samurai next to him, and made a thumping sound, " These were all sent by the captain of the transportation brigade, saying it was a truce, but it would be nice if you could vent your anger."

"No, I've tortured them, these ninjas are from Junfu City."

"Shunfu?" Yuzuru stopped in his tracks and thought for a long time, "Is it from Tokugawa old tortoise?"

"Yes, they are indeed Iga ninjas, and there are quite a few of them. I have found traces of them in recent months." Sekiro hates these colleagues, and has solved a lot in the past few months.

The Iga ninjas are those of Hattori Hanzo. Of course, Hanzo died a long time ago. Now that the world is in peace and prosperity, famous ministers and generals are gradually withering. So he was stunned for a while, and asked, "What year is it now?"

"Yuanhe three years."