This is My Juggernaut Journey

Lightning appeared, and Yuzuru seemed to be stuck to the wall, his legs shrank like a spring, and the long knife was ready to go.And the opponent is the same, the majestic magic power is gathered on the blade, this blade seems to be able to cut mountains and cut seas!

If your sword skills are not as good, then use your strength to crush them with dignity!

"please wait!!"

The light cannon and the sword skills were about to collide, and the thin girl suddenly jumped into the middle of the two of them, and the fierce magic power and saber energy immediately cut her all over with cuts and bruises.

Walking to the center of the arena where the two strong men are fighting requires great courage, and even more so, a strong body. Axie couldn't say a word, rolled his eyes, and was directly crushed by the momentum and passed out.

After a while, the crimson magic power dissipated, and the stalwart young man lowered his long knife, which was still visible, because he saw that Yuxian had already supported the girl, and was about to open a gourd and pour it into the latter's mouth.

Amidst the children's cries, the young man frowned. The bloody swordsman doesn't look like an irrational killing machine, is it really what he said?

He doesn't know, but he doesn't behave like a sinner now.

The murderous intent disappeared, and Yuzuru, who was hugging the girl, let out a sigh of relief. This bloody battle is meaningless, and there is nothing to learn in the end. The most important thing is——

Even if all the means are used, I lose more than I win!

Hongmeng Pavilion 2⑥ 3④

PS: This book has been renamed, by the way, FGO, start!Come report tomorrow!

CBA report

Well, 360 stones, 29 talismans, all of them are so fucking sunk, I didn’t even see a five-star hair, this is so fucking cheating! !

For the sake of CBA, I have saved stones for half a year, ****, this is a broken game, let's just go on a boat tour! !

Fuck! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Chapter 290 Five On Achievements, I am also a Heroic Spirit!

The bloody night came to an end. When the sun dispelled the night, the scattered bones all turned into fly ash and disappeared, and the stumped limbs and arms of the villagers had been collected and taken outside for burial.Green smoke curled up, and houses that had not been burned out occasionally collapsed.

In just one night, this small village lost nearly half of its population and buildings, but the faces of the surviving people only showed fear and numbness, because in this era, the acceptance of the people is surprisingly strong.

Either be killed by bandits, or starve to death in a famine, those things last night were a little scary, but the result was no different.

Report the situation, bury the body, rebuild the house, and then try to have a baby, and everything will continue on the track, because they can't escape, they can't resist.

"Since there is no choice, just bear everything with peace of mind. Maybe this is an ordinary person." Yuxian leaned against the window, watching the villagers walking outside and shaking his head silently.

Inside the room, Axie was lying quietly, her mute mother was walking around with the baby in her arms, trying to keep the baby from crying so as not to affect the two samurai adults in the room.

With a strong person standing behind them, their fate is undoubtedly much better than that of their fellow countrymen.

Yuzuru pursed his lips, and looked at the young man who was closing his eyes and resting his mind. He already knew that the other party was called Chiko Muramasa, the most famous swordsmith in Japanese history, and a man who was also known as the never-landing satellite.

The swordsmith has been sung for hundreds of years, and his composition is no longer human, and his combat effectiveness is naturally super strong.

'Except for those demigods who are already very strong, all of them have obtained huge bonuses after death, are immortal, and will remain in human history forever. 'If the scope is expanded, what I did during the Weiming Kingdom and the Taisho period can also be remembered in history!

Yuxian took a deep breath, and the self-confidence of being the only one returned to him. He stood up, and said to Qianzicun, who was dozing off, "Talk about it?"

"Okay." The stalwart young man stood up and walked out of the house with him.

This is a secluded place, and there are no villagers coming and going to disturb them. The two looked at each other for a while, and frowned slightly at the same time. Before they had time to speak, Yuxian had already taken out the wine bottle and raised it.

"Drink?"

Qianzi Village was hesitating for a moment, but he took it, not afraid of the poison in it, so he raised his head and took a sip.

The turbid wine was very strong, but the swordsmith was not too drunk. He exhaled alcohol-smelling breath, pointed at Yuxian and said, "The old man didn't misread the breath on your body, but why didn't you become crazy like those monsters?"

"Among the heroic spirits, there are many beings who kill more people than me. What's so strange about that?" Yuxian smiled lightly. Of course, the number of heroic spirits killed is not as real as him.

"Oh? You still know Heroic Spirits?" The young man raised his eyebrows, and before Yuzuru could answer, he seemed to understand, and muttered, "So you are also a strange existence, traveling to and from various worlds, no wonder you have such a strong sense of spirituality as a human being." The smell of blood, boy, you are a bit too much as an executioner!"

Being called a 'boy' by a person similar to himself, Yuzuru was a little strange, and calmly replied: "I have never killed innocent people indiscriminately in my life, and the people under the sword are all powerful enemies in front of me."

He didn't feel that Qianzicun was seeing through his identity. From the performance point of view, he and the upcoming Shinmen Musashi belonged to the same kind of existence.

"A strong enemy? But killing all kinds of existences in the heavens, sooner or later you will be entangled in karma." Qianzi Village is throwing back the jug as an elder warning.

Yuxian reached out to take it, raised his head and took a sip: "No, I generally call it Chaodu, and use my knife to overdo the enemy."

Hearing this kind of surreptitious change of concept, the young man shook his head, whether you kill people in the name of salvation or in the name of protection, there is essentially no difference.

"You can do whatever you want, the old man is just a swordsmith, and I don't want to worry too much about the affairs of the samurai." Qianzi Village shook his head and left.

"Hey, the resentful spirits that appeared in the village have proved that something important has happened in this world, aren't you going to investigate?" Yuxian shouted from behind, he didn't want to hug his thigh, but this Qianzi Village is very important.

He is a swordsmith who can forge divine swords and demon swords!

"The old man said that I don't want to deal with the affairs of this world. Find a thatched hut outside the village to live in seclusion. As long as those guys don't bother me, I don't bother to deal with them." The swordsmith is an otaku, and he doesn't seem to be running around. Yuzuru, there are so many things to do every day.

"You also did your part to save this village. If the world is really in chaos, you will be forced out!" Yuxian shouted at his back, but the young man left without looking back.

Tsk, are these heroic spirits so weird?

He shook his head, and didn't take it seriously, thinking that Zenichiro Ashina wanted to eat himself, and in the end he didn't obey orders honestly.

Yuxian leaned on the window sill, his nose moved, and there was still the unpleasant smell of blood. Looking at the villagers who had experienced a night of tragedy and started farming again, he felt that the reality was both absurd and terrifying.

'The prelude to those people's extinction has already begun, and the next step is to see if the direction is the same as in memory. Yuzuru took a deep breath and frantically dug into his memory, but most of his memory was Zhuge Kongming who worked overtime crazily. Except for the seven duels, there were very few other things.

"Are you worried that you can't know the opponent's layout in advance?" Yixin drilled out, and he had been listening to it just now. After all, he had also heard the name of Yaodao Village Zheng, and he was very curious to see the person who forged it.