[Comprehensive] Blades all love Kikyo

Recognized, have you been recognized by this devil?

Zongsan Zuowen subconsciously moved his hand to the handle of the knife. Oda Nobunaga noticed her little move with sharp eyes, and snorted disdainfully: "The most taboo thing for a swordsman is trembling hands. One who can't even hold a knife Good people still want to use knives as weapons, even want to use knives to deal with me, it's just a joke in the world."

He was absolutely right!Zong Sanzuo's heart was full of mixed feelings, and Kikyo stood quietly by the side, neither speaking nor standing up to stop it.

Oda Nobunaga could see the fragility in his heart so simply. Zong San Zuowen felt ashamed as if he had been stripped naked and stood in front of the public. The courage and firm belief he had accumulated in his heart for a long time had originally decided to In front of this master who once owned him, he should show off the brilliance of his Alluring Blade, and the result is now.

He couldn't even hold his own knife.

Zong San Zuowen negates all of himself in an instant, he trembles under the power of the Demon King of the Sixth Heaven, or he is exposed to his own cowardice.

At no moment did he know better than now that his resentment towards Oda Nobunaga was due to himself, and he could no longer tell whether his own weakness was because he had been put on a knife holder for many years without using it, or because he admired it The most important thing for a swordsman holding a knife is to doubt the knife in his hand and doubt himself.

Oda Nobunaga didn't shy away from Kikyo who was on the side, and used the Fudo Yukimitsu in his hand to pick up Sozo's left-handed body knife.

The Fudo Xingguang in his hand is just a knife without aura, and Fu Sangshen has not yet been born, but the absence of aura does not mean that there is no wisdom. Zong San Zuowenwen felt the ridicule coming from the body of the dagger, and he subconsciously moved his whole body His momentum froze.

"Hahaha, it seems that there is no hope at all," Oda Nobunaga just used the short knife to draw Zong San Zuofuji's hand holding the knife, and Hasebe, who was watching from the side, looked like a torch. Anger, like any other strong emotion.

Fudo Xingguang held by Oda Nobunaga was as flexible as a hand, starting from Sosan Zuomonji's hand all the way until he touched his face, he laughed loudly and said: "The face is so vivid It's a pretty good face, and it might be useful on the battlefield. But I really want to scratch it now, because it's full of stupid expressions."

Press cut Hasebe knows that what Oda Nobunaga said was not a sarcasm, but a serious one. Oda Nobunaga himself was very handsome and good-looking. When he was young, he fought with a few ronin warriors. It's not that he didn't take advantage of his beauty Sex confuses the opponent and beats the opponent to the ground.

This person's mind cannot be viewed according to common sense, he can do whatever he thinks, and rules cannot restrain Oda Nobunaga.

Zong San Zuo Wenwen finally got out of his doubts about his own incompetence, and belatedly realized that the other party had completely regarded him as a vase, which made Zong San Zuo Wenwen furious.

With a flash of silver light, he pulled out the knife tied around his waist and put it on Oda Nobunaga's neck, but the other party was still smiling, and didn't take it seriously at all.

"It's much better now than it was just now. Being stared at by a mother-in-law is really disgusting," Oda Nobunaga clamped the blade of Zong San's left script with two fingers, criticizing unscrupulously, while Move it away, and don't care how sharp the knife is: "Although I used to think about what it would look like if the things I owned had a human shape, but if they all look like this, forget it." , I can't resist snapping them off now."

Hasebe did not ask Oda Nobunaga stupid questions such as "Do you recognize our identities", because the IQ and force of the Sixth Heaven Demon King are also extremely high, and they can use strange tactics to win The victories again and again are definitely not entirely due to luck. Even if it is inseparable from this man's determination to do everything right anytime and anywhere, it is more of a conclusion that he can draw the truth of the matter from various tiny details.

It's just that he didn't understand, since the other party had recognized Zongsan Zuo's writing - he must have recognized himself as well, because his eyes were a little ironic, and he saw the cut Hasebe and others who were given to Naotomi. Standing in front of him with such a posture, he probably just found it interesting.

In the eyes of Oda Nobunaga, probably all things can be simply divided into interesting and boring.

Yaki Hasebe felt that he might be classified as boring, so he could easily be given to an insignificant courtier, not even a confidant.

Sure enough, Oda Nobunaga's eyes flitted lightly, cut Hasebe, and then turned to Kikyo: "I really sympathize with you, you have to carry these two burdens every day, look, they put what they think It's all written on your face, if you don't have any skills, they will definitely make you die faster on the battlefield."

Kikyo said slowly: "The filthy miasma has begun to fill this forest, are you sure you want to stay here?"

"There's really nothing to keep here, hmph, if it wasn't for a difficult woman at home, I'd like to give it a try..."

Oda Nobunaga's slightly frivolous gaze passed over Kikyo's face, and Hasebe stepped forward to block the man's extremely aggressive gaze: "Don't be rude to the master!"

"Oh—oh, it's a big shock that everything you use can turn into essence!" The fatigue from the long battle with the wolves before has slowly dissipated, Oda Nobunaga straightened his waist, and his eyes fell on the head Gu Bu's body weighed more than a thousand catties: "This is not the one I gave to Naochen... What's the matter? Press and cut Hasebe."

He clearly remembered the name, but he put on a show. Mori Ranmaru, who had been following behind Oda Nobunaga, saw the two swordsmen with a murderous look, and couldn't help wiping off his sweat: "Nobunaga Lord, we'd better obey Ji Jun's words and leave quickly."

There are dozens of people, and now only seven or eight people are left bitten by the wolves. They must rush back to their city as soon as possible, otherwise it will be terrible to be attacked by the enemy.

The sword is perfect, Oda Nobunaga seems to be quite interested in teasing Tiger Whiskers, as if he wants to see other more surprised expressions from Hasebe's serious face: "Looking at you, you seem to be very loyal...but , To be loyal to all masters, not to one master until death, is this what you call loyalty."

"It's really ridiculous."

Oda Nobunaga stared at Kikyo for a while, and his tone was not as gentle as his: "Look at you being so unlucky... To be honest, I really can't see beautiful girls being so unlucky, probably because I am also very good-looking For this reason, you should treat it as sympathy."

He bowed his head and said to Mori Ranmaru who was resting on the side: "Originally this knife was intended for you, but I have changed my mind now. I want to see interesting things, so..."

Oda Nobunaga handed Fudo Yukimitsu to Kikyo: "Although this knife is very handy... But I still prefer Dahannya, since I want to change the knife, let me see if the knife I still like becomes What kind of human figure does it look like, this request is not too much."

Only then did Hasebe and Sosan Zuofuji react, and they were very angry. Oda Nobunaga did not use them well in the past, and used them as gifts to send his subordinates or put them aside. Sending it out, although I think of the past, when it arrived, it was always put aside, and I could only watch the moving light being used, but now I have some sympathy for the knife that is about to be discarded.

But sympathy is sympathy, and Oda Nobunaga must not be allowed to succeed. There are already enough swords in Honmaru, and there is really no need for another one. They are not very happy about the arrival of their colleagues' swords.

Kikyo frowned: "I don't want to accept it."

Oda Nobunaga was a little bored: "I wanted to talk about what the sword that I have been with for the longest time looks like. Hey, it seems that this wish cannot be fulfilled. Mori Ranmaru, I will give it to you if I don't move Yukimitsu."

"That's good, lest I see something I don't like, and I have to throw a big living person out."

Zongsan Zuowen and Yaqie Hasebe felt more and more depressed, they wished they could hang up the man in front of them and give them a good beating.

— Then beat it.

They heard a voice in their hearts say so, the eyes of the two swords lit up, and with a sinister smile on their faces, they walked towards Oda Nobunaga.

Oda Nobunaga keenly felt the sudden change in the opponent's aura, which was completely different from before. Although he did not have the previous murderous aura, he looked more dangerous than before.

He pulled out the knife cautiously, but was defeated by two faster knives.

Mori Ranmaru tensed up all over, and wanted to step forward to stop him, but he felt a slight resistance from his side. He turned his head, and Kikyo hissed: "Let men solve things in their own way, fight with force, They have their sense of proportion and nothing will happen."

Mori Ranmaru said weakly: "I am also a man..."

Kikyo asked, "Oh?"

"……nothing."

There was a faint threat in her tone, as if if he dared to intervene and object again, he would stop being a man in the next second.

Mori Ranmaru could only watch the two swordsmen aggressively surround Oda Nobunaga and beat them up like a little wife. I saw the two men's aura was completely suppressed by Oda Nobunaga before, and thought that the other party was no match. Er Er, it turned out that the sword skills of the two were not at all inferior to Oda Nobunaga.

He couldn't bear to look away.

Feeling refreshed after venting, the characters of Hasebe and Sosan Zuo seem to have undergone qualitative changes. Oda Nobunaga got up from the ground in embarrassment, and gave Mori Ranmaru a stick.And his loyal subjects couldn't recognize the man with a swollen face like a pig's head at all as his lord.

Kikyo was a little surprised: "This..."

Zong San's Zuowen glowed pink all over his body. Like Wu Hutui, he brought animals with him, and colorful butterflies lingered and danced around him.

"My lord..." Although his voice was still so weak, there was no hint of sorrow at all: "If I knew that a beating would be polarizing, I should have come earlier."

The author has something to say:

These two knives have been blackened before, so it is understandable to beat Nobunaga =￣ω￣=

That's right, a beating can be polarized!

By the way, the effect after the polarization of Zong Sanzuo's text is really... a pink girl's heart