Crimson Blade

The bustling people in the square formed a circle, and on the roof of a commercial center 500 meters away, a woman with a butterfly painted in the corner of her eye was chewing gum boredly while lying in front of PSG-1 and looking at the square on the movement.

"Tsk, what are you doing, a group of people are surrounding there."

The woman with the brown hair and the mushroom head said a little violently, and the man who was wearing round-frame sunglasses beside her and covered his hair with a hat said lightly:

"Be quiet, Chianti, you can't make mistakes in the mission later."

"I know, you better hurry up and assemble your wooden warehouse, Cohen!"

Casually spit chewing gum on the roof of the building, the woman code-named Chianti wiped her red lips, and continued to lie in front of her Ai Mucang and said boredly:

"When will the mission target appear, it is really slow enough."

His companion, the man code-named Cohen, didn't reply, just wiped the equipment in silence, and the speed of assembling the Remington step wooden warehouse was even faster.

On the other side of the square, the middle-aged man in the dark green striped kimono was stunned for a moment when he heard Himura Ren announce his family name, and then his eyes widened when he saw that half of his young face exposed by Himura Ren. Responded loudly.

"sure!"

With a big wave of his hand, he pointed at a few fellows who were watching just now. The middle-aged man pretended to be generous while on the other hand said deliberately:

"I believe that everyone wants to see how powerful Feitian Yujianliu is. This is good, you don't need to fight ten by yourself, as long as everyone can take turns to see it."

Disgusted by the middle-aged man's shameless remarks, Hattori Heiji turned black and rolled his eyes, and said bluntly:

"What's the difference between you and a wheel fight?"

"That's right, it's really shameless."

Sonoko said angrily while waving his fists, and gave the middle-aged man a slap in the eye, and on the other hand pulled Fei Cunren's sleeve and subconsciously asked with some concern:

"More than ten people, can you win?"

"What do you say?"

The shadow of the peaked cap covered most of the expression on his face. Himura Ren held the wooden knife in his left hand, patted the girl's shoulder with his right hand, tilted his head and said with a light smile:

"You forgot who I am. Feitian Yujianliu is originally a school of one against a hundred. It's no big deal if there are more than ten people."

"Who will come first?"

After finishing speaking, Himura Ren pressed down the brim of the hat casually to ensure that his face would not be exposed, then switched the wooden knife to his right hand, and loosened the bones with a few movements.

I can't believe how powerful an unknown young man can be.

After looking at the people around him, the middle-aged man who was riding a tiger could only bite the bullet and take a step forward, posing in the open space vacated by everyone.

"Is he sure he doesn't need to help?"

Although he didn't know who Himura Ren was, Hattori Heiji couldn't help but asked worriedly about him, while Okita Souji, who had his wooden sword taken away, looked at his wrist thoughtfully and didn't speak.

"Need not!"

Looking at the profile of her idol, Suzuki Sonoko, who suddenly remembered Himura Ren's identity, replied confidently.

Lord Feicun will definitely beat them all to the ground!

"bass!"

The middle-aged man began to slowly pull out the long knife that he hadn't opened. In the eyes of others, he was getting more and more imposing, while Fei Cunren just changed his steps, and the movement of holding the knife in his right hand seemed a bit casual.

Damn, why can't I see the flaws in this guy?

Time passed gradually, from one second to one minute, a drop of cold sweat dripped from the corner of his forehead, the middle-aged man bowed his body, the hand holding the long knife was already sweating, but he still didn't see any flaws in Fei Cunren's body.

"come!"

Compared with the nervousness of the middle-aged man, Himura Ren hooked his fingers chicly.

The crowd of onlookers began to commotion, which forced the middle-aged man to take the initiative, even if he didn't see any flaws.

"what!"

A powerful roar sounded, and he rushed up with his fastest speed. The middle-aged man raised the long knife above his head vigorously. Delighted expression.

Sure enough, the speed of ordinary people without breathing techniques is still too slow.

He raised his eyes and glanced at the middle-aged man whose movements seemed to be playing in slow motion. Feeling a bit bored, Himura Ren sighed, holding the handle of the wooden knife in his right hand with his left hand, shaking his head while swinging the wooden knife casually.

In his opinion, for a guy of this level, he only needs to rely on his own speed to win, and he doesn't even need to draw a knife with great speed.

"Snapped!"

Accompanied by the sound of the air blasting, the middle-aged man only felt something flash in front of his eyes, before his brain could even react, his body fell to his knees on the ground because of the pain.

What a joke!

Severe pain erupted from his neck, and the middle-aged man clutched his neck and screamed, his vision was even darker due to the lack of blood circulation.

"My neck is going to break!"

Some miserable shouts sounded, which made Fei Cunren, who originally thought that it would be okay if he had collected a lot of strength, froze for a moment, glanced at his left hand, and then twitched the corner of his mouth, thinking that the other party still had the strength to roar, so it shouldn't be too much question.

"Hey, didn't you just say that you were very energetic, why is it like this now?"

After kicking the middle-aged man who was still howling, Fei Cunren said speechlessly, he really didn't expect this guy to be such an idiot.

Really, what are you doing so arrogantly with such weak strength?

This guy is too powerful, right?

Hattori Heiji opened his mouth slightly and exclaimed in his heart, although Himuraba thought that the fight was like playing house, but the people watching didn't think so, especially the guy who agreed with the middle-aged people just now.

"Is no one going to fight?"

The tip of the knife followed the turning of the wrist and began to act like a turtle, Himura Ren curled his lips, feeling a little bored.

"Can I try?"

The battle that ended in an instant scared off a group of idiots, but attracted some really capable guys, including Fei Cunxue who had indeed learned the flying sword style, but was not suitable for inheriting because of her relatively weak strength.

Himura Yukiyo grew up by his grandfather's side since he was a child, and even took his own name from his grandfather. Although he is not suitable for inheriting his own school, he has seen a lot of very powerful swordsmanship.

In her 20s and not yet married, she is not tall, with a small crimson ponytail combed behind her head. Because this dress is very similar to the newly summoned Himura Ren, so Suzuki Sonoko who was watching the battle was stunned. Living.

"It's the granddaughter of Master Feicun!"

The emotional voices of the surrounding people made Fei Cunren's expression a little weird. She looked at this woman who was somewhat similar to herself, and she had an inexplicably unreal feeling.

Jianxin's granddaughter, you have to call me grandpa, right?

Is this the flood that washed over the Dragon King Temple?

"I appreciate you clarifying for my grandpa, but I'm weird..."

Although short in stature, but still full of momentum, Himura Yukiyo casually picked up the long knife that the middle-aged man dropped on the ground, looked the man in front of him up and down and said:

"If you really learned the flying sword style, why have I never seen you at Grandpa's place?"

Oh, of course you have never seen me, because I passed away before you were born in this world.

Under the shadow covered by the brim of the hat, there is a little helplessness. Himura Ren actually doesn't want to fight with the woman who is his granddaughter in front of him, but Himura Yukiyo is really curious.

"I'm coming!"

Under Suzuki Sonoko's strange gaze, Himura Yukiyo eagerly launched an attack with a long knife in his hand.

The long knife reflected silver light under the sun. Although she was a girl, Himura Yukiyo's knife was much faster than the middle-aged man just now. With a little appreciation in Himura Ren's eyes, he deflected his footsteps and easily avoided the woman's attack .

Well, if it's your own family, let's do it lightly!

The long knife passed by the side of his face, and the next second surprised Fei Cun Ren, the speed of Fei Cun Yukiyo's change was very fast, and his right hand pushed the back of the knife almost instantly and slashed at him with the unsharp blade. The neck of Fei Cunren.

nice!

The body leaned back and seemed to escape the wave of attacks briskly. Feicunren spun around with his right foot as the center, and then under the control of his left hand, the wooden knife that was suppressed by a part of his strength lightly slashed the woman's head. neck.

"Tornado flash?"

He understood that the other party was giving way to him, but after seeing the familiar moves, Fei Cunxue was still a little surprised, and then asked almost with doubts on his face:

"who the hell are you?"

You may not believe it, I am your grandfather..., the corner of his mouth twitched, and Fei Cunren, who pressed the brim of his hat again, complained in his heart.

Now that there are more people watching, Fei Cunren doesn't want to fall off with his hat on, and then be called grandpa by his granddaughter who reveals his identity.

"Why don't you speak?"

Himura Yukiyo wanted to take a step forward to take off the opponent's hat, but the surrounding crowd suddenly became commotion and then automatically branched out a path, allowing an old man in a crimson samurai uniform to walk in.

"Stop making trouble, Yukiyo!"

An old voice sounded, and Himura Ren, who was avoiding the woman, paused, and then looked at Himura Kenshin who had just rushed to the competition venue.

Because there is no construction cycle, his younger brother now looks like an old man, the only thing that remains the same is the familiar and gentle smile, and the warm eyes looking at him.

Kenshin still hasn't changed!

There was a sore feeling in his heart when he had been away from home for a long time and rarely saw his relatives after returning home. Fei Cunren's lips moved slightly and whispered:

"Long time no see, Kenshin."

Himura Kenshin, who has become an old man, smiled, gave Himura Ren a hug, and then whispered in his ear:

"It's good to see you again, brother."

The hug between the two was broken at the touch of a touch, and with a faint glance at the middle-aged man who collapsed on the ground, Fei Cun Kenshin waved to his granddaughter, and then introduced to Fei Cun Ren:

"My granddaughter Himura Yukiyo..."

"Nice name!"

Himura Ren said from the bottom of his heart, and then he noticed the calm gesture of Kyojuro behind Kenshin.

"Your Excellency Feicun, it's time to host the competition."

This time, Purgatory Kyojuro, who was the guard, came up and interrupted the conversation between the two, and then walked towards the competition field with Kenshin, and whispered on the other side:

"In order not to cause riots, we did not conduct a large-scale search of the surrounding area."

"It is estimated that someone will snipe later. I want you to quickly lock the opponent's position after the enemy launches an attack, and then go to deal with them."

Purgatory Kyojuro's voice was very low, so low that only the sensitive Himura Ren could hear it, the young man nodded slightly calmly, his figure brushed past the departing Kenshin, and a flash of spirit flashed in his eyes. mango.

He is not worried about the safety of his younger brother, because with Purgatory's ability and Jianxin's own strength, even if there are bullets, they must have protective measures.

So now it's time to have fun with the guy who is assassinating his brother!