Yoshikage Kira will save Renri

"...Sure enough, you are not just a messenger. After all, you call yourself Sasaki Kojiro."

Like Matahachi, he calls himself Sasaki Kojiro, but this simple-looking swordsman is obviously different from Matahachi, and Musashi dare not say that he, like Matahachi, is just a sad man who covets the name Sasaki Kojiro. people.

"It seems to be a bit of a misunderstanding. I am indeed not the real Sasaki Kojiro. In the final analysis... the name Sasaki Kojiro was suddenly called by people around me from a certain day.

From the beginning to the end, I am just a farmer who knows a thing or two about swordsmanship. "

The farmer known as "Kojiro Sasaki" showed his saber. Even though he belongs to the power of the heroic swordsman, he has always been regarded as a free man, a "Kojiro Sasaki" living in this Shimoso country.

His saber looks slender and scary, close to the length of the Odachi, but it doesn't look like the Odachi has a wide enough blade, like a thin bamboo pole, making people doubt whether it can be used as a weapon.

"Originally... for a dying person, I should have fought your Excellency here, but the situation is not that simple now."

"You, like me, are people who live well in this world, am I right?"

After Musashi knew that he did not deliberately take the name of Sasaki Kojiro, but was mistaken for Sasaki Kojiro because of his own sword skills, his attitude improved a lot. Of course, the premise is that this man is not lying .

"That's right, I'm just a farmer. After a few years, he will disappear into the dust of this world like a flower blooming and fading, leaving nothing behind."

Under the thin and slender blade, there is no handle to protect the palm. What the farmer uses is nothing more than a simple knife.

"Is this weapon okay, Your Excellency Kojiro Sasaki~?"

"No problem, although this guy may not be able to catch the eyes of those famous families, but it is actually very practical. Not only can it be used to chop swallows to exercise oneself, but it can also be used to hang clothes on tree trunks."

"Is this... a joke?"

"No, this knife is called 'clothes-hanging pole'. This name I gave him is also the most useful for him in life."

Clothes pole, a very straightforward name, so straightforward that Musashi felt that it should not be the name of a weapon.

A farmer who wields a large sword that usually exists as a clothesline is not like a big sword, and a sword is not like a sword, will be regarded as Sasaki Kojiro by the people around him. If this is not a lie, Musashi feels that she is now What he may have to face is the strongest enemy since he came to the Xiazong Kingdom, and may even be higher than that Yagyu Tamaru.

"Hmm, interesting, but before that... I have a question!"

Pulling out the ribs of the auxiliary slash, Musashi has not forgotten another strange place now.

"Regardless of whether Lixiang has won or not, it seems too strange that there is no one in this capital?"

"It has nothing to do with you, and...Your Excellency has already noticed what's going on, hasn't it?"

The eyes of the two accomplished samurai who drew their sabers showed disgust.

"It's about time to come out, but I know that there should be many soldiers in the capital.

You're playing tricks, right, Ashiya Michimitsu? "

"Aiya, I originally planned to attack the two of you after both of them were hurt. Doesn't it look like it's not going to work~? It seems that the little monk's luck this time is really not very good~."

The strange evil wind blew over the bodies of Kojiro and Musashi, and Michiman Ashiya let out an unpleasant laugh while appearing, but this time he was not alone.

"You really leave me speechless, Your Excellency Ashiya Michiman. I didn't attack Your Excellency Lixiang and Your Excellency Xiazongshou before, is it because of your heart?"

"Become eloquent, farmer swordsman. The little monk just thought it was interesting, so he let the girl who seemed to have turned into a ghost go away. After all, there are two such perfect substitutes~"

In addition to Ashiya Michimitsu, a large number of soldiers with blood-red eyes also appeared together.

"Have you turned the soldiers in this capital... including the militiamen into heroic swordsmen?"

"Is there about two or three hundred people?"

"The little monk didn't intend to use such a rough material, but with this amount, even the two of them can't deal with so many puppets of the little monk~?"

They definitely might as well turn masters into Heroic Swordsmen directly, but if it is a weakening for a master to become a Heroic Swordsman, then it is a kind of enhancement for ordinary soldiers.

"The little monk is short of manpower now, please invite the two of you to come together~."

"I have to refuse this, and... I don't intend to stop the duel with Lord Musashi because of you."

"Me too, and it's not a bad situation~."

Musashi smiled cheerfully on his blood-stained face, and then started to act together with Kojiro.

"Killing everyone except yourself is equal to victory!"

"This rule is simple enough, I like it very much!"

Chapter 49: Swordsmen Dancing in Blood

The two ceremonies failed to defeat the heroic swordsman Changwei Jinghu turned into. This result was completely predictable, just as the heroic swordsman was also unable to kill the two rituals.

"No matter how you are killed, no matter how you meet your theoretical death, it is like no matter how many stones you throw into the sea, you will still not disappear. You really are such a woman who is indistinguishable from natural phenomena~"

"It's really rude, that child turned into such a ghost, is it because you didn't discipline well, Mr. Yoshikage Kira?"

The two rituals that have been physically killed once reappear naturally like the moon that will inevitably appear in the night sky after the sun sets. It is very simple to kill her physically, but as the projection of the root, she, Has abilities far beyond incomplete wish-granting machines such as the Holy Grail.

It is easy for her to change the laws of birth, old age, sickness and death, but she was a little unhappy after being tortured and killed by that evil product for no reason.

"It's true that Jing Hu is a naughty servant. I really thought she was a sleeping lion from the very beginning, but she not only didn't disappoint me in the end, but on the contrary, she may have exceeded my expectations~!"

"what?"

The two rituals didn't understand what Kira was saying for a while, or she couldn't understand 90.00% of what Kira said, and what she insisted on saying was more like "Although I don't know what he means, but it seems very powerful ".

"Are you fooled by anger? How do you think that child was completely killed and became the puppet of Ashiya Michimitsu?"

"That's right, as the person who connects to the root, you should be able to see it very clearly. The one who fought with you before was a simple puppet. It was a beast that only knew how to bite around and was imbued with resentment that didn't belong to her."

For the monotonous existence of the heroic swordsman, Kira has always held the mentality of treating him like shit, so he doesn't care what the heroic swordsman who is named Nagao Jinghu wants to do in the future, unless it makes him feel in the way. will destroy it.

"It's really an incredible clown show, pure madness and mockery, if Nagao Jinghu has done something beyond my expectations, that demon monk Ashiya Doman has broken through the lower limit time and time again.

Obviously I gave him a chance like that.... "

"Hasn't Changwei Jinghu also failed now?"

"No, she still exists, in a very interesting place~."

Ji Liang understands the doubts of the two ceremonies, because even Ji Liang, who created all this, was not aware of it at first, and Jing Hu's behavior made Ji Liang unable to realize what she was trying to do.

"It's as pure as a reborn baby, as evil as coming from an alien planet just to kill, you... are really a good boy~!"

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"What, what is this! You guys are joking, isn't the little monk joking with you? Why...!?"

Ashiya Michimi clenched his sharp nails, he had indeed found the most suitable moment, but since Kira started to intervene, no matter what he wanted, things began to fail.

"What's the matter, it seems that the stage is so scary, is it the result!?"

"Your Excellency, the sorcerer, the stage you arranged is very good, but if it's just like this, I will definitely not be satisfied!"

If you insist on evaluating the strength of the heroic swordsmen that Ashiya Michimitsu turned into from the guard soldiers of the capital, they must be very strong. Originally, under the influence of Kiyohime's bloodline and Amakusa's spell, they have become The half-human, half-dragon monster is strong enough to face the servant head-on.

And they have no skills at all. These soldiers who have lost their personality and become complete killing machines, after being further transformed into heroic swordsmen by Daoman, will not be greatly weakened due to the loss of skills and experience like heroic spirits , will only be enhanced blindly.

The half-dragon soldiers who have become heroic swordsmen have undoubtedly improved their combat effectiveness. In fact, it is not so easy for Musashi and Kojiro now.

"Gooooo...! Cut!"

The ribs had been destroyed, and Musashi, whose flank had been pierced into the blade, directly cut off the enemy's blade itself, and then immediately pulled out the blade, stabbing back like the enemy's heart.

"Get out of the way, you guys are pathetic enough!"

"Not only once, but twice, I have been distorted in my will. Even I can understand that the person you wish to sacrifice your life to is definitely not that sorcerer..."

The situation of Kojiro is not very good either, his long knife clothes pole is suitable for one enemy against many, but once it bears a heavy force, even though Kojiro's sword intent is so strong that no one can beat it, the clothes pole The tiny blade also began to scream.

Instead of showing his own flaws, he only needs to start to fall into a stalemate with others, and injuries will definitely be unavoidable.

The blade of Heroic Swordsman slashed across Kojiro's back, the pain that seemed to tear his body in half made this farmer who had been living a poor life frown.

"Let's step back, at least you can get relief in the end, if you think so, you won't die with regret, right?"

Turning around and grabbing the enemy's face, Kojiro used a brutal fighting method that he would not normally use, directly pinching the opponent's face and severing the opponent's throat with a knife.

All heroes and swordsmen have the immortality to continue fighting without being crushed to pieces, but in front of the two swordsmen who have reached the peak, trying to cut off their spiritual cores that are not here is just giving them a fatal blow. Easy to hit.

"Ahh... how disgusting!"

Seeing the new corps of heroic swordsmen he worked so hard to keep falling down in front of just two wounded warriors living in this world, dying without even a chance to display the characteristic of immortality, Michi Ashiya's face was full. His expression became more and more ferocious.

"Why are you still being hypocritical, like Yoshikage Kira, you all know the essence of the heroic swordsman created by the monk, right~!?"

"Of course I know, because...it's not the first time I've killed Heroic Swordsman."

The two swordsmen who danced their blades in the blood of themselves and others seemed to be enjoying this supposedly painful time.

On the face that has been stained with countless blood stains, there is a smile that seems to be relieved and feels transcendent happiness.

"Monsters without emotion, puppets with no style at all, to be honest, I have tasted enough when I was with you, Your Excellency the sorcerer.

Even if the original group of heroes and swordsmen didn't disband suddenly, I'm destined to be different from you. "

The two of them deal with many enemies together. At this time, back to back should be the best way to cover each other, but Miyamoto Musashi and Sasaki Kojiro have no intention of handing over their backs to each other.

This is the hell where Shura will eventually arrive. Everything other than this body is an enemy that must be cut. Now there is no need for other rules in this space. Neither of them will be so stupid as to give their backs to their biggest enemy.

At the same time as these heroic swordsmen, Musashi and Kojiro are looking for each other's flaws, as long as whoever lets the other party seize the opportunity, then no one can blame anyone even if they get a fatal blow from the back, it's just that their skills are not as good as others.

"You two guys, honestly look at me, little monk! Now this little monk is your enemy!"

Where did he start to lose his mind and go crazy? Like a child who was left out in the cold, Doman said angrily, who was getting more and more upset with the current Musashi and Kojiro.

But his voice was finally overwhelmed by the two swordsmen who were already dancing in the blood.

"I'm about to go, Miyamoto Musashi——!"

"Come on, Sasaki Kojiro—!"

Whether the other party is the real Sasaki Kojiro, this kind of thing doesn't matter to Musashi from the beginning, whether he was originally a general or a farmer, it doesn't matter.

From the beginning of the battle here, Musashi had been observing Kojiro's movements as a swordsman.

The seemingly absurd long knife "clothes pole" turned into a sharper weapon than Death's scythe in his hands.

Without a single pause, it sliced ​​through the enemy's body like moonlight, and then the enemy turned into a cut piece of meat at a speed and strength that could not be reacted.

"What, I'm so upset! Why does the little monk start to care about these things about human beings so much? The little monk should always be superior and mock and bully human beings. Why did things start to waver now!?"

Doman could feel the throbbing in his heart. He should have been tormenting human beings at high places all the time, but now he felt strangely angry because of Musashi and Kojiro's ignorance.

This is not the emotion he should have, or it proves that he is really being influenced by the words of Nagao Jinghu who has become a puppet.

"The little monk is just entertaining himself? Hahahahahaha! It must be a very humiliating and uncomfortable thing to be killed by the little monk's self-entertainment, right, human!?"

The number of Heroic Swordsmen is decreasing, but at this point, they still have the strength to kill these two people. As far as the results are concerned, they did not disappoint Ashiya Michimi. After his second transformation, these soldiers have even died It can push those two top samurai in Japanese history into a desperate situation.

"It's still the same as before, don't think I'm long-winded, is a knife like this really okay?"

"It doesn't matter, if you lose in the end, I will never use weapons to make excuses. Please rest assured about this, Your Excellency Musashi!"

The swords of the two samurai who turned into Shura on the battlefield collided for the first time. In terms of weapons alone, the clothes pole is definitely not as good as Musashi's "Myojin Kiri Muramasa", but Kojiro will never call it unfair because of this. The idea of ​​the demon knife restraining and beheading.

At the level of him and Musashi, it doesn't matter whether the weapon is a wooden knife or a magic weapon.The so-called real swordsman is like this, as if he has grown arms and legs just to wield the sword in his hand.

And just when the three-party melee was reaching its fiery climax, a lonely shadow slowly elongated on top of Daoman's original shadow.

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I came to the grass in the wild, which is the most common place in Xiazong Country. It seems that there is nothing valuable except weeds in the grass, no matter how lush it is, it is useless.

"You have...nowhere to escape, I don't care how you plan to be a human being, I will kill you...!"

Li Xiang, who had been chasing all the way here, could already see that the sky in the distance had begun to turn a chilly gray.

It seems that there will be no dusk today, and the sun is slowly setting like a prisoner outside the uncomfortable black wrapping the sun.

"Sure enough, I still caught up. You are really a difficult enemy. I thought you Chaldea were just the beginning. It seems that this is also my miscalculation."

Hearing the voice behind him, Chief Guard Matsudaira turned around with difficulty, his legs had already begun to give up.

"You drank the blood of that child Qing Ji, am I right?"

"Hehe, it's really inappropriate for a father to do this, but I didn't expect to be put together like this."

Originally, Matsudaira should be able to carry out the second battle. After giving up his life, he can recover from his current injuries and launch a fierce attack on Lixiang again. This time, he will inevitably be deceived by strange means again.

"My legs... can no longer move freely at high speed. Is this the so-called... demon sword?"

"Yao Dao Muramasa, the name of Yao Dao is because all the famous swords made by Muramasa will end up with the fate of killing the monarch of a country.

It seems... this demon sword has drunk enough blood in my hand, the damage he caused to you cannot be healed by the blood you obtained from Qing Ji.

That's it for you, Matsudaira Shimosou...! "