Two-dimensional Wanderer

Nearly, as long as one hundredth of a second, he will cut off the opponent's head, and then turn her flesh and blood into his own food, increasing his strength!

But in this one-hundredth of a second, a vision suddenly appeared.

The originally upward flame was pressed to the ground by an invisible force, as if a fresh wind was blown into the fire, taking away the ashes.

A crisp dragon roar seemed to be heard in my ears, and a green dragon with its teeth and claws tore apart the flames and roared out!

"What..." Zhi Zhixiong really only had time to make a simple syllable when he saw Ying Luo come and behead him with a knife.

He wanted to dodge, but was stuck in a quagmire, unable to move.But the other party is like a dragon from the nine heavens, mixed with unmatched power, the last one comes first!

one!two!Three!Want to!Wu!land!Seven!eight!Nine!

The sturdy, no-frills attack, he could see clearly, but was completely powerless to stop it.

The wild beasts are ferocious, and after all, they are ordinary things. How can they be able to compete with the dragon soaring in the sky?

The fierce attack hit him, making a puff sound, bones and flesh splashing, and then slammed into the rock, smashing large cracks, and then fell heavily to the ground.

The blood gradually spread out under Zhi Zhixiong's real body, and soon it became a small pool.

With his eyes open, he was not in a coma, he vomited blood, and his body was like a tattered puppet.But he opened his mouth, wanted to speak out, wanted to ask, what exactly was this trick.

Ying Luo gasped for breath, her face also showing a hint of ruddy.Even though her body is far beyond that of ordinary people, Feitian Yujianliu's swordsmanship was not created by ordinary people, and all who can use it are ghosts and gods.

As she said to Jianxin before, Feitian Yujianliu placed too much burden on the human body, and every time the Divine Speed ​​Sword was slashed, it was a huge pressure on the heart and lungs.

Yingluo is no exception. After all, she is only 16 years old today, and her body is not yet at its peak.

She took a deep breath, put the words Ju Yi into the sheath, slapped the dust on her body, tidied up her appearance, and said solemnly: "Inheritance, it is Feitian Yujianliu, nine-headed dragon flash!"

Zhi Zhixiong raised his hand with real effort, exhausted all his strength, and said in a hoarse voice: "Really, good swordsmanship!"

Ying Luo smiled and said proudly, "Of course it's good swordsmanship!"

"If I don't die, I must avenge you!"

"Come on, I'm afraid you won't come!" After Yingluo finished speaking, he waved to Echigo Fukuhara, who came over with a grim expression.

She looked at Gui Xiaogoro again, and his forehead was full of sweat.She suddenly stretched out her hand to the hilt of the sword at her waist, and Gui Xiaogoro was shocked. As if he was facing a big enemy, he hurriedly drew his knife and retreated, but his left foot mixed with his right foot nervously, and he fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Hahaha!" Yingluo laughed loudly and untied the wine gourd from his waist.

Only then did Gui Xiaogoro know that she was just toying with herself.

"Goodbye!" Yingluo waved at him and walked past him.

"Why?" Gui Xiaowulang suddenly shouted: "Why didn't you kill me? Are you not afraid that I will bring someone to kill you again?"

Yingluo stopped and smiled contemptuously: "Of course not afraid, it is better to say that the more experts you bring, the better, it will be more interesting. Speaking of which, you are not good at anything else, but your vision is not bad. This Zhi Zhixiong is a super-class master. Thank you for this talent, it is with it that I will spare your life. After all, you are only worth that much, aren't you?"

The girl smiled and left, while Gui Xiaogoro's face was ashen.

A high-ranking vassal of the Changzhou vassal like himself, not only has a prominent family background, but also has a wide range of knowledge and talents. He is also a reformer with great ambitions and attempts to change the country. In the eyes of the other party, the only value is to find an opponent for her?

He didn't want to admit it.

But I don't know how to respond.

He has experienced countless failures, but he has never been so powerless.

Well, where to go?Is my ambition really achievable?

He looked sullen and fell into deep self-doubt.

The voice of Bibisuoso came from beside him. He turned his head and saw that Zhi Zhixiong was really struggling to get up.

"Aren't you dead yet?" he asked unabashedly.

"I won't die!" Zhi Zhixiong really didn't mind. He clearly had nine wounds on his body, but he was smiling: "Today was a crushing defeat, but I won't give up. Time and time again, but it won't stop until I die!"

Gui Xiaogoro was shocked, slapped himself fiercely, and finally stood up with his sword strong.

"I'll help you!" he said.

"Okay, help me stop the bleeding!" Zhi Zhixiong didn't refuse, and then said contemptuously, "You were frightened just now, right?"

Gui Xiaowulang's men stopped, but finally nodded and said, "Yes, I was frightened. From now on, I will be a person without courage!"

"A gutless person?"

"Not bad!" Gui Xiaogoro said decisively: "If you have no guts, you will have no fear!"

My path can only be walked by myself!

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Chapter 40 Sojiro

Echigo Fukuhara sighed deeply, looking at the setting sun on the horizon, he couldn't help sighing, he was just like it, and his time was short.

In her hand, Yingluo held a few bunches of balls that she bought, three in a bunch. They were made of glutinous rice and tasted sweet.

Hearing the other party's sigh, Yingluo swallowed the food in his mouth and said: "Don't sigh, Gui Xiaogoro has done his best, the real person called Zhizhixiong is also a super-class master, at least better than the previous Udo Blade Guard and Yuyu. Marsh Yushui is much more powerful."

So what, I can't beat you to save me, I'm still a waste!

Echigo Fukuhara sighed again, and said weakly: "At least Udo Blade Guards and the others can make you hurt a little bit, but the person that Kogoro was looking for was defeated by you in a few strokes."

"You're wrong." Yingluo explained, "Utang Blade Guard and the others are just peculiar moves, they just caught me off guard, they really want to fight for life and death, I can take their lives without waiting for them to make a move. ."

In the battle with Xinyi and Xinyan, Yingluo seemed to be working hard, but he did not pay too much attention, and still fought according to the feeling of learning from each other.

"But it's different from Zhi Zhixiong's fight. I fought hard for my life. In the battle between masters, victory and defeat are in an instant, and I won't use all the swordsmanship moves again. This is not a juggling show. What we have to do is to test each other first, and then immediately use our strongest and best attacks to defeat the opponent!"

The so-called lion fights the rabbit, I still try my best!Yingluo showed a proud look: "Nine-headed Longshan is stronger than Fire-producing Spiritual God, so I won!"

Gudong!

Echigo Fukuhara swallowed.

With a smile on Ying Luo's face, he continued: "Although Zhi Zhixiong lost, he is not weak. With his skills, he can probably rank third among the people I have met."

"Dare to ask...Which three?" Echigo Fukuhara was curious and asked cautiously.

"First, Bigu Kiyojuro, my master. Until now, I have no confidence that I can beat him. From a feeling, his realm is higher than mine." Yingluo was a little unwilling: "I still need Time to precipitate your skills!"

Echigo Fukuhara nodded, someone who can teach a swordsman like Yingluo is probably a great swordsman master, right?

If he knew that Bigu was not really keen on swordsmanship, but liked pottery, he would have dropped his chin in surprise.

It is undeniable that such a person is invincible in swordsmanship.

"Second, it's the Kyoto Shinsengumi group, the genius swordsman Okita Chief Secretary. Her magic skill of shrinking the ground is already the pinnacle of human speed. The three-stage thorn of Wuming has practiced ordinary flat thorns to the extreme. There should be more in the future. Four thorns, five thorns, or more, but her body is... God is jealous of Yingcai."

When she mentioned the chief executive, her heart froze.The only swordsmanship that he can get his hands on, but he keeps slaying the disease.Therefore, everything has its own value, and it also has its shortcomings. Because of this, everyone is an independent and different individual, and has this unique value.

It's a pity that different people can't understand each other, which leads to differences and fights.

Even in the future 21st century, this is inevitable, but with a little restraint.

Is it human nature to kill?

Do not!

If it is natural to kill, then why do humans need to learn how to kill?

Human nature is neither good nor evil.

Just like swordsmanship, what it looks like depends on the person holding the sword.

Ying Luo shook her head and pulled away.If the general manager is not in the way, the two will fight to the death, the same is the speed sword, it will probably hurt both sides.

"The third is the truth of Zhizhixiong." She continued: "Let's not say anything else, in terms of will to survive, he is the first! He is the first to be hit by the nine-headed dragon and not die. You may I don't know, when I hit him, he used to adjust the position of the sword with tiny movements. Although it was only a millimeter, he actually avoided the key point. I have to say that he is quite a powerful guy. It's a pity that his sword is too light, and he hasn't found the motivation to swing it. It's a pity that he swings the sword entirely with talent and instinct. If he can find his own way in the future, the swordsmanship will definitely be more perfect, right? That's really Looking forward to it!"

Yingluo licked her lips, as if imagining the future.

However, Echigo Fukuhara asked again, "What about the executioner's sword-drawn sword?"

"He?" Yingluo smiled and shook his head: "He can't, his sword is too confusing, it's a contradiction. But it doesn't matter, he is still young and talented. As long as he has more experience, he will naturally grow up. I believe him!"

The executioner named Hiimura Kenshin is just a child now.No matter how good his swordsmanship was, he was still a child.

Just thinking about it, she felt a heavy weight on her leg, and a child hurriedly bumped into it, and then fell down with a jerk.

Of course Yingluo was fine, but there were some stains on her clothes.The child sitting on the ground panicked for a while, showed a smile that was even uglier than crying, and apologized repeatedly.

She stretched out her hand to the child, startling the other person, trembling all over, but without a single tear, she still forced a smile.

Are you going to be beaten?

The child closed his eyes in horror.

But what followed was a round thing stuffed into his mouth.The sweet taste bloomed on the tip of the tongue, causing a large amount of saliva to be secreted in his mouth immediately.

Glutinous rice balls! !

He opened his eyes and looked at the man who gave him the food.

It was a young girl with long hair, a knife and a gourd pinned to her waist, squatting in front of her, looking at herself with a smile.

Different from the fake smile of his own, the smile of the other party is as bright as the spring sunshine.

Her hand gently touched the top of her head, rubbed her hair, and then said, "Little guy, do you want to learn swordsmanship?"

fencing?what is that?

The child doesn't understand, but if he doesn't agree, he can follow each other?

For the first time, he raised an emotion called longing.

"Nice eyes!" Yingluo nodded with satisfaction, pulling him to stand up: "Take me to your house, I'll tell your parents."

The child was sold to Yingluo for ten coins, which was roughly the price of a knife.

His parents were not reluctant, but rather happy.His face was full of expressions of "I didn't expect garbage to be sold for money", and he looked like he had taken a lot of money, and even took the initiative to let them borrow the firewood house.

There is a small mass of straw in the woodshed, and the child has been sleeping in the woodshed.

Stepparents and stepmothers?Yingluo was too lazy to understand, and she didn't find it strange even if it was her father and mother.In this world, there are people like Xiaoxun's mother, and there are people like the parents of children, everything is possible.

She will not deny the existence of the other party because of her dislike, she is not so arrogant yet.

The only thing she has to do is to help in times of crisis.

Just like Bigu, everything is random.