Tsunayoshi's Evolutionary History of Tragedy

While Tsunayoshi and the others sealed the passage, Yamamoto was caught in a bitter fight.

"What? Don't you give up?" The enemy who fought with Yamamoto turned into a black mist and floated around, unable to capture or attack him. On the contrary, it was Yamamoto who had already suffered several wounds on his face.

"Ah, I won't give up." Yamamoto smiled, not as relaxed as usual, but also not as before, forgetting his mission as the guardian of the rain - counting the battle history and washing the flowing blood , like the rain of the Requiem, "Come on!"

"As you wish." He snorted coldly, raised the sword in his hand again, the two swords collided, but their expressions suddenly changed, and they smiled mockingly, "Do you think I will say that? Idiot .”

puff!

Yamamoto's eyes gradually enlarged, and he lowered his head stiffly to look at the sword passing from behind, with bright red blood dripping down.

A strong murderous aura came from the top of his head, and Yamamoto raised his head quickly, watching the sword in front of him swinging towards him, but he didn't have the strength to avoid it.

Swish!

The cold point of the knife slid across the eyes, and was praised by Reborn as having an excellent killer talent, intuition and continuous training, which saved Yamamoto's life. Body.

"You..." Yamamoto gasped, looking at the enemy who had turned into black mist again.

"You look very angry, but you can't blame others. It's just that you are stupid. I never said that I want to fight you alone." The treacherous voice could not hear his dignity as a swordsman at all.

Yamamoto rarely encountered such enemies.

Needless to say, Scuvaro's pride as a swordsman made him refuse to accept Yamamoto's help at the beginning, and he didn't even bother to use these despicable methods in battle, even if his life was in danger.

Instead of just using some despicable methods like this person in front of him.

In comparison, the Magic Knight may be much better.

The magic knight's sword was wielded for Bai Lan, it was his own will, his own swordsmanship was superb, and he was extremely confident in his own strength. Will let others join his fight.

But from the person in front of him, he didn't feel the confidence in his own strength and determination to win, let alone the pride of being a swordsman.

"That's why you swordsmen are stupid. A sword is just a tool. There is no need to follow the self-esteem of a swordsman, as long as you can succeed.

Even if I don't know any school, swordsmanship, I'll kill the heirs of your schools, the so-called geniuses. "The mocking tone and arrogant attitude completely angered Yamamoto.

"You are not qualified to say that." Yamamoto lowered his head slightly, and his breath was not even steady.

"what?"

"Shiyu Cangyanliu is perfect, the strongest and invincible swordsmanship," Yamamoto raised his head suddenly, the Vongola gear on his neck responded to Yamamoto's thoughts, and completely merged with Yamamoto's flame, "And you, are not qualified to be Swordsman!"

"Let's start again, our fight."

The heavy rain is pouring down, and the battlefield of the Rain Guardian has been completed.

However, on Takeshi Yamamoto, there is no strong killing intent, only the purest fighting intent.

"Hey," he already felt that something was wrong, just now the extra breath on the mountain itself made him feel uneasy, and the smile on the face hidden in the fog became more and more ferocious, "That's good, we will recognize it this time." Let's really fight once, one-on-one."

Behind Yamamoto, a small mist gathered again.

bump!bump!bump!

Explosions sounded one after another, and the turbulence caused by the explosions mixed with rainwater blew on Yamamoto's back.

Yamamoto turned his head suddenly, surprise flashed in his brown eyes, not only because of those explosions, but also because of the figure that appeared behind him.

"It's too despicable, kola!" The familiar language suddenly revealed his identity.

"Clonello! Why are you here?" Yamamoto asked.

"And me." A calm and mature female voice came from the sky, and the small dark blue figure directly slammed into Colonello.

"Lalmilch!" Yamamoto recognized the original devil instructor.

To be honest, I can recognize it because all the Rainbow Sons lived in A Gang's house before, plus the "friendship" explanation of Prison Temple.

Then Yamamoto watched the two fight back and forth as soon as they met, automatically forming a small space that no one else could penetrate.

But they still remember their purpose after they fight back, after all, they have lived for so many years, "Yamamoto, leave the other little ones to us, and leave the big guy to you, kola!" In his busy schedule, he took a break and said to Yamamoto.

Yamamoto froze for a moment, and then showed a hearty smile.

"Oh, I leave it to you!"

So far, Yamamoto's crisis has been temporarily touched.

Yamamoto's strength has been greatly improved after merging with Infinity, and the sneak attack from behind was also resolved by the precise shooting of Colonello and Lal. Unless the opponent has some other tricks, the situation should not be reversed.

Of course, the premise is that Yamamoto can still hold on...

"Yamamoto, can you still hold on? Kola!" Koroneiro looked around vigilantly and asked in a low voice.

"Ah, ah haha, maybe I can hold on for a while longer." Yamamoto was sweating coldly on his forehead. If it wasn't covered by the rain, he might have exposed the fact that he was seriously exhausted.

The blood left on his body flowed down the heavy rain to the ground, and the wound that was pierced before was no longer felt. There may be infinite reasons for continuing to fight.

"Then make it quick, kola!" said Coronello.

"Okay!" Yamamoto no longer considered the issue of physical strength, "Shiyu Cangyanliu, the tenth special type, Yan's special attack."

Yamamoto's swifts formed a blue rain flame wall in front of them, and their sharp blades were hidden in the flames, and they swung towards their targets mercilessly.