Two-dimensional Wanderer

Yingluo, who seeks justice, won the hearts of the people.

The people of the entire Kyoto were standing behind her, and as long as she said a word, it would be no problem to attack the imperial palace, not to mention the mere twenty or thirty swordsmen of the Shinsengumi group in front of her.

Let them let go, how many people can they kill?

In Kyoto now, no one can stop such a team.

The power and power that countless people have dreamed of for a long time is now in her hands!

But she wasn't going to use it.

She was a swordsman, from start to finish.Neither noble nor lowly, she has no plans to change careers.

The power of the people may be powerful, but it is not something she can control, nor is she qualified to control it all.

As a swordsman, you always have to trust the sword in your hand!

So Yingluo stood up alone.

"Come on! Leave everything behind and talk with the sword!"

The battle begins!

The five people fought in a group, and the icy sword energy was slashing wildly, making countless sword marks on the ground and walls. Unexpectedly, Ying Luo was the one who attacked.

Feitian Yujianliu has always been a murderous sword. With one enemy and many enemies, it is a housekeeping skill!

What's more, although the four people on the opposite side are all super-class swordsmen, their cooperation is not tacit.Now facing the inhuman Yingluo, they have to swarm up.

But the effect is not good, instead they are restrained by each other, and they can't play their own specialties.

The four of them are all experienced people, and they immediately discovered the problem. After a glance, only Yongcang Shinpachi remained in the field, and the other three stood in the triangle, and their breath was firmly locked on Yingluo.

"Interesting!" Yingluo licked her lips and smiled: "Come on, let me stretch my muscles!"

"Looks like he's been underestimated!" Yongcang Shinpachi was a tough guy with an honest personality. In his life, he hated things like assassinations the most, so he hated the reformers who disturbed the security of Kyoto.

To be honest, what Yingluo did was very worthy of appreciation in his opinion.But righteousness prevented him from disobeying orders.

In this case, just as the other party said, leave everything behind and talk with a sword!

He said solemnly: "Shinto no thought flow, Yongcang Shinpachi, please advise!"

Ying Luo also said politely, "Fei Tian Yu Jian Liu, Ying Luo, please advise!"

As soon as the voice fell, the two rushed up.

The blades collided together, then separated, and then collided again, creating little sparks, like the beautiful fireflies on a summer night.

But it is full of murderous intentions, and every knife is the key.

Yongcang Shinpachi's Shinto Wunen style is a genre that focuses on actual combat, and he is also known as the No. 1 actual combat in the Shinsengumi.But in terms of swordsmanship, perhaps he is not as exquisite as the chief commander, nor as domineering as Saitoichi.But if it is a killing technique, he is number one!

"Good swordsmanship!" Ying Luo exclaimed.

"You're not bad!" Yongcang Shinpachi replied.

Both are attacking.

Actual swordsmanship?

Sorry, Feitian Yujianliu, who spread from the ancient battlefield, is the king who does his part!

The refreshing wind suddenly blew, and the smile on Yingluo's face grew brighter.

"Flying Sky Royal Sword Flow, Dragon Nest Flash!"

Ju Yiwen brought countless sword lights, like countless giant dragons swarming, swarming out with terrifying might.

Yongcang Shinpachi did not retreat, but clenched his teeth and rushed forward.Because it is useless to go backwards, only moving forward may be able to win a silver lining.

The two figures crossed each other.

Blood splattered from Ying Luo's left arm, staining his sleeves.

The people were shocked, and Sojiro had tears in his eyes. Just as he was about to shout, he saw Nagura Shinpachi's body suddenly swayed, and then countless wounds appeared, blood sprayed into the air, but he fell down.

"Don't worry, I didn't get to the point." Yingluo said, "It's rare for someone who can fight against me. It would be a pity to die here!"

Yongcang Xinpachi was supported by the members of the Xinxuan Group. His face was pale at the moment, but his expression was much more relaxed.Even if you lose, you don't have to do anything against your heart anymore, it's a joy.

He looked at the wine gourd on Yingluo's waist, and suddenly said, "Drinking at the bar another day."

Yingluo was taken aback: "Do you also like to drink?"

He nodded: "I like swordsmanship, fine wine and women!" After speaking, his expression darkened: "It's a pity that the woman I liked died in the fire... Even if she was a prostitute, she would not Die like that!"

Yingluo was silent.

Yongcang Shinpachi was sitting in the corner, and several team members were helping him deal with his wounds.He didn't realize it, looked at Ying Luo and said, "Fair, I'm looking forward to it!"

"Really?" Yingluo nodded: "Don't worry, there will be! When it's over, let's go to the bar together!" After speaking, she added with a smile: "You treat me!"

"no problem!"

Yingluo chuckled lightly, poured the wine again, wiped the wine from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, and pointed at the Xinxuan group, "Next!"

She is far from the limit!

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Chapter 43 Hijikata Toshizo's Strategy

"Natural Lixinliu, Hijikata Suisan, please advise!"

The deputy chief of the Xinxuan Group stepped forward, saluted, drew his sword, and started fighting without hesitation.

"mean!"

"Little man!"

"To take advantage of the injury!"

"Shameless wheel battle!"

The onlookers shouted and cursed, and many members of the Xinxuan team bowed their heads in shame, but Hijikata Suishan did not waver in the slightest, and kept attacking.

He knew that his sword skills were not good, because he only started learning swords at the age of 17.

He was born in a peasant family, a commoner, and he is the youngest of six brothers and sisters in the family.His father died before he was born, and his mother passed away when he was six years old. He was raised by his second brother and his wife.

Poverty and embarrassment are the main themes of his life, but he has not become numb. Instead, he has always had his own ideas and is often maverick.

At the age of 11, he worked as an apprentice at "Matsuzakaya Kimono Shop", but was dismissed because of a dispute with his seniors. Later, he went to work in a kimono shop in Edo Denmacho, and left angrily because of disagreements with his superiors.

At that time, he was 17 years old. In order to make a living, he could only trade around the family's wound medicine "Ishida Sanyao" and traveled all over the country.One is because most of the customers of the wound medicine are kendo gyms, and twenty is because he has the power to protect himself on the road, so he learned swordsmanship.Later, by chance, I got to know Isamu Kondo, and I officially became an introductory disciple of the natural Lixin flow.

He doesn't like swords, and swordsmanship is just a means of survival in troubled times.

If you don't treat it with sincerity, how can you be treated with sincerity.

His swordsmanship is inherently inadequate!

He still has this self-knowledge.

But even so, his swordsmanship was second only to Chief Okita among the Shinsengumi.

Because he has an exquisite heart with seven apertures, which fills the gap.

He has been playing the role of a strategist in the Shinsengumi group, whether it is the "August [-] Incident" or the "Ikeda House Incident", his advice is indispensable.

Although the leader of the Shinsengumi is Isamu Kondo, it is no exaggeration to say that he is the soul of the Shinsengumi!

The average person swings the sword with his arm, but he uses his brain.

"Your sword is so strange!" Yingluo also noticed the difference.

If Nagura Shinpachi just now was a fire that wanted to burn everything, then Hijikata Toshizo was a lingering net.Every one of his moves is ordinary, but they are linked together, and they become flawless. People can't help but follow his rhythm, and then they are tightly wrapped and slaughtered.

Just like a spider in the corner, laying down a net, waiting for the prey to arrive obediently.

Among Yingluo's ten moves, one is on defense.

For Feitian Yujianliu, once defending, it means falling into a hard fight.After all, on the battlefield, if you cannot kill with one hit, you may be killed with one hit by the enemy.

Bad situation!

Even though she has already started to defend, the last match against Yongcang Shinpachi not only consumed a lot of her physical strength, but also injured her left arm, both of which greatly affected her state. A sword cut off his head.

Fortunately, in an emergency, she quickly took a step back, and then she was able to escape.When I touched my neck with my hand, it was dripping with blood.

Good guy, I walked before the gate of hell!

It was the first time that Ying Luo was forced to retreat, her heart was beating violently, not panic, but incomparably excited.

"What a terrible swordsmanship, as expected of the famous Mibu wolf!"

Hijikata Suisan was expressionless, but after all, he did not attack, but stopped and asked, "So, do you want to surrender?"

Yingluo chuckled: "What a joke! Your swordsmanship is good, but there are too many thoughts in it, I don't like it!"

"Hmph, what if you don't like it?"

Yingluo licked her lips: "If you don't like it, beat it!"

As soon as the voice fell, she rushed forward.

"Struggle to the death!" Hijikata Suishan remained calm, once again unfolding his unique swordsmanship to construct an invisible giant net.

The two fought again.

Yingluo did not defend this time, but attacked with all his strength.

No matter how big the net is, it is also made of silk threads. In this case, I will cut them all off for you to see!

No one can retreat under the attack of Feitian Yujianliu, not even Hijikata Toshisan.

The scars appeared on his body. Although they were all minor injuries, his sword stance was a bit slower, and the net could not be formed for a long time.

But he was not discouraged, neither arrogant nor impetuous, as if it wasn't him who was covered in blood, he still followed step by step, waving thread after thread after stroke.

Slow but steady.

Yingluo also added a few wounds, but she was also unshakable, cutting the giant net one by one.

The two seem to be racing.

In the end, it was Hijikata Toshii San's net first completed.