Qingdeng took out the cuff band from his arms and tied all the knives in the box to his waist.
Bang-dang, bang-dang, bang-dang... The nine bar knives, which rely on a strap to maintain their balance, swayed and collided with each other as Qingdeng stood up.
Just as Qingdeng turned around and left, with one foot stepping on the door frame, he suddenly stopped as if he remembered something, turned his head, and stared at the thatched hut behind him.
There is no decent furniture, dirty dust, cold wind coming from the gaps between the walls and ceiling, a deathly silence far away from the rest of the world...
Tachibana Takayuki and Onodera spent countless days and nights in this crumbling house.
Vaguely, in the empty room that was empty of people and nothing, Qingto seemed to see Tachibana Takayuki and Onodera sitting on the floor facing each other.
Here they share intelligence with each other.
Here they discuss their next action plan.
They live with loneliness all day long.
From time to time they look timid and tired.
This is only natural... Qingdeng thought to himself.
Before accepting the commission from Kikuchi Sensui, and before learning about the existence of Genfusui, Tachibana Takayuki was just an ordinary person who followed the rules of the town.
Before Onodera got acquainted with Takayuki Tachibana, he was a Yakuza who specialized in casinos and had a very unscrupulous financial background.
With the strength of only two people, without any background or foreign aid, they fought against the Qingshui clan who dominated Kanto and the Fa Zhu Party who aspired to the world...
In the eyes of outsiders, the so-called "a worm shaking a tree" is nothing more than this.
They were like two reckless porcupines, stumbling down a dark road that didn't know where it ended.
They do not know, and cannot possibly know, whether they will reach the finish line.
Even whether there is a so-called "end" on this road is still unknown.
As an important member of the Qingshui clan, it is obvious that as long as he does not swim in this muddy water, he can enjoy the glory and wealth that ordinary people cannot dream of... Will Onodera regret this?
When he feels tired and confused, will Tachibana Takayuki pull out these custom-made knives and read the line "Evil Demon Killing" engraved on the blade to encourage himself?
It's a pity that Qingdeng didn't have the chance to ask them.
However, there was one thing that he was extremely sure of.
Tachibana Takayuki, Onodera, and Nishino... they all stuck to their own ways.
"Now, it's my turn."
The man said softly.
…
…
A slight sound, like raindrops falling on the ground, broke the silence of the night.
It was the sound of horse hoofbeats, coming from far away and approaching from the suburbs all the way to Dounan Town.
The legs flipped, the horse's hooves stirred up the wind, and they stamped hard on the hard road.
The constant sound of hoofbeats sounded like a surging wave or a fierce storm in the quiet, dark Edo, and on the frosty, endless long street.
Under the afterglow of the crescent moon, the shadows of men and horses stretched long on the loess, like arrow-like silver brilliance scattered all over the ground.
Qingdeng looked straight ahead, head held high.
Although this is not a reason... Qingdeng's intuition told him: If he does not end all this tonight, he will have no chance to completely eradicate the phantom deposits for the rest of his life, and at the same time, he will have no chance. Kill the Rakshasa.
This was a battle he didn't want to miss no matter what.
This was a battle that he would rather make Sanako cry than face it.
He tightened his grip on the horse's reins and stopped escaping!
At the end of the road, a straight black line jumped up across Qingdeng's field of vision, followed by a black spot like an ink block.
That's the long wall, that's the towering Clear Water Tower.
There were screams and howls from ahead.
"what sound?"
"what happened?"
"Someone is coming on horseback!"
Ayoto ignored the sight in front of him and ignored the sounds in his ears. He knocked on the horse's belly, pushed the horse's speed to the maximum limit, cut through the strong wind, and rushed towards the darkest place of Edo step by step.
Strangely enough, he felt... extremely comfortable now!
It’s very different from the sense of relief I felt when I was trying to escape before!
I will crush all darkness!
Just use my knife!
Qingdeng put down the reins, stood on the horse, jumped up and drew his sword.
At the same time, he felt a familiar but different warmth flow through his body.
Immediately afterwards, a strange system sound that he had never heard before sounded in his mind:
【Ding! Eternal Talent·Dragon of Reversal, activate! 】
Bang!
The man and the knife fell down, and the door of Qingshui Residence burst open! Hundreds of door panel fragments flew up high and fell to the ground.
"The big, the door was chopped into pieces!"
"Someone is coming! Someone is coming! An unknown person has broken through the door!"
"Damn it! Who are you? Tell me your name!"
In the midst of this chaos, an unhurried male voice sounded faintly——. The surrounding area, centered on the owner of the male voice, instantly became extremely silent.
Yelling Yakuza.
An ordinary handyman with a panicked look on his face.
That's right, everyone present, regardless of their identity, changed their expressions.
The original expression of anger, confusion, and arrogance gradually disappeared, replaced by a look of fear.
Because everyone heard what the man said:
"Naturally Rishin flow,"
"Tachibana Aoden."
The moment he arrived at the door, Qingdeng stepped forward and slashed the chest of the enemy in front of him with his sword.
The sharpness of the blade is not hindered by rust at all, and the blade feels as smooth as silk when it penetrates the flesh.
"Ah-uh!"
The man held his heart that had become much more open, staggered back a few steps, fell to the ground, struggled for two or three times and then stopped moving.
His screams pierced the silence around him.
Qingdeng's surroundings became extremely noisy again.
"It's Nioh! Nioh is here!"
"He really came knocking!"
"Don't be afraid! Let's go together!"
In order to confuse Qingdeng and weaken Qingdeng's reputation, Rakshasa ordered Qingshui Eiichi to speak out and invite Qingdeng to hunt at Qingshui Residence, and gathered a large amount of combat power and supplies there.
In fact, most people, including the Yakuza of the Shimizu clan and ordinary Edo citizens, did not think that Aoto would dare to accept this invitation.
Isn't this obvious?
After extensive mobilization by Eiichi Shimizu, there are at least 300 Yakuza currently gathered in Shimizu Residence.
In addition to their terrifying manpower advantages, they also have equipment advantages that cannot be ignored.
Swordsmen, wakizashi, short guns, bows and arrows, protective gear...all kinds of equipment are available.
Such a terrifying battle... I wonder who in the world dares to break into it?
No matter how powerful Nioh is, he only has one head, two arms, and two legs.
More than half a year ago, after challenging the anti-barbarian group that attacked the Western settlements with a total strength of only 6 to 70 people, Niou stayed in the hospital for more than half a month due to fatigue and injuries.
Even the mere anti-barbarian group made him so anxious, let alone the more powerful Qingshui clan?
It was impossible for Tachibana Aoden to come... The Yakuza of the Qingshui clan all held this sentiment - and for this reason, they were extremely shocked when Tachibana Aoden actually attacked.
Almost all the middle and lower-class members of the Qingshui clan had no idea about Huan Fudian and Fa Zhudang.
Therefore, from their perspective, their boss promised to fight to the death with Niou, and then the other party really took this provocation and attacked the door single-handedly...
Faced with the iron-clad facts laid before their eyes, no matter how shocked they were, it was useless.
If they continued to stand there stupidly, they would all be killed by Qingdeng.
When the rabbit was up and the falcon was about to fall, Qingdeng jumped up and used gravity and the acceleration of his fall to attack another enemy's chest.
As soon as his feet settled down, he made a backhand slash and chopped off the head of the enemy behind him.
Immediately afterwards, he jumped up again like pulling an onion from dry land and jumped into the middle of the enemy group not far away.
People saw Qingdeng's sword flash three times, and the three white lights flashed almost at the same time in no particular order.
The first sword was swung diagonally, hitting the first man in the upper body with his cassock.
The second knife was lifted in the opposite direction to the first knife, and the second person's belly was cut open with the reverse cassock.
The third knife was when he was closing the knife, he chopped down the person next to him.
——The body is so light...
Qingdeng moved his steps briskly and flexibly, moving his body.
"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"
A strong Yakuza shouted while slashing at Qingden from the side.
With an indifferent expression that made him almost yawn, Qingden effortlessly dodged the opponent's knife.
——They move so slowly...
While dodging, Qingden picked up the blade in his hand and slashed at the strong Yakuza.
Phew!
The blade sank into the opponent's body without any hindrance.
It obviously didn't use much strength, but it could easily cut people's muscles and break people's bones.
It was obvious that just over an hour ago, he had just fought a battle in the manufacturing factory of Huanfudian.
Logically speaking, even with the blessings of talents such as "Strengthening Essence +1", "Strengthening Muscles +2", and "Yuan Yang +1", it is impossible for Qingden to even have a trace of strength after having just fought a fierce battle. I can't even feel the fatigue.
But in fact, Qingdeng really doesn't feel tired at all now.
Muscles are elastic and not sore.
My brain is incredibly refreshed, and my energy level is so good that every cell in my head is screaming with joy.
Qingdeng felt that his physical condition was frighteningly good! Even if you fight without interruption for a day and a night, it won't be a problem!
Strength, speed, stamina, and reaction speed are all far beyond normal!
The only reason Qingdeng could think of for the changes happening in his body was the system sound that suddenly sounded in his mind just now.
In the system list, the entry for "Dragon of Reversal" is bursting with a bright purple light that is completely different from other talent entries!
[When you are in a desperate situation but have no fear, you will have vitality as tough as a dragon. Only those who are fearless of God's power can transform into dragons! 】
The "Dragon of Reversal" would activate at such a time... This can be considered an unexpected surprise.
However, judging from Qingdeng's current situation, he has indeed achieved the conditions for the activation of the "Dragon of Reversal".
With "one person and nine swords", he can attack the enemy's lair alone with hundreds of soldiers and top masters such as Shimizu Eiichi and Rakshasa.
Faced with the desperate situation in front of him, Qingdeng had no fear in his heart - an unparalleled sense of comfort filled every corner of his heart.
——Is this the power of eternal talent...
Regardless of whether it was the "Hachiman of the Immortal" or the "Dragon of Reversal", Qingto had never seen them activated before.
At this moment, Nai Qingdeng experienced the true power of eternal talent for the first time.
Such an effect...can indeed bear the name of "eternal life" that only one person can have in this world!
In the eyes of outsiders, Qing Deng's fighting prowess and his heroic demeanor as he marched forward were indeed like a dragon!
one strike.
Another blow.
Another blow!
Qingdeng rushed left and right among the enemy groups like a whirlwind, becoming more courageous as he fought, and quickly swung the sword in his hand.
At this time, the white blade suddenly flashed - a knife slashed at Qingdeng from the slanting stab.
Qingdeng raised his sword to defend himself. With a clang sound, the two swords collided heavily, causing conspicuous gaps.
Since the fierce battle, the knife in Qingdeng's hand has long turned into a saw-like shape, with pits on the blade.
Qingden used lightning speed to deflect the opponent's knife, forcing the opponent's center door to open wide, and then slashed the opponent's body with the knife. The opponent's body without protective gear only took this blow and died.
Just when Qingdeng wanted to take the knife back, he found that the knife couldn't be pulled out.
It was like being stuck in a quagmire, with the knife stuck in the middle of the opponent's chest, unable to advance or retreat.
The blade that was originally newly developed by Yu Xiao is now difficult to even cut through the skin.
Although these knives customized by Tachibana Takayuki are of high quality, they are ultimately not as good as the top-quality swords such as those made by Sing Kishin and Echizen Sumita Hitachi Mori Kaneshige.
After slashing more than ten people in a row, the blade surface was stained a bright red color by thick blood and fat.
Blood is fine, but grease is a big problem.
The grease-covered blade is like being wrapped in a transparent film, and the sharpness of the blade is greatly reduced.
Qingdeng let go of the knife without hesitation, leaving the knife inside the opponent's body.
Suddenly, four Yakuza attacked Qingdeng from the front, rear, left and right, trying to encircle Qingdeng.
Seeing this, Qingdeng slowly reached his palms to the back of his waist——
choke! choke!
As the sound of two swords being drawn came out one after another, Qingdeng pulled out a sword from his left and right hands!
"Fight each other", start!
Qingdeng took the initiative to attack.
He lowered his body, raised the sword in his right hand in the blue eye configuration, and struck the enemy on his right, but the opponent barely managed to dodge.
At this time, the enemies in front and on the left attack with knives.
Qingdeng flipped his right wrist, and the knife that had just slashed at the enemy on the right turned back with a buzzing sound.
At the same time, he picked up the knife in his left hand.
The two knives swung at the same time drew completely different arcs in the air.
The sword in his right hand slashed down from top to bottom, deflecting the attack of the enemy in front of him.
The sword in his left hand slashes out from the upper right to the ground where he is sitting, forcing the enemy on the left back.
There was no time to breathe, and a new white blade struck - it was the enemy from behind who was slashing at him.
As if there were eyes on his back, Qingden suddenly stretched his left arm and the knife in his left palm behind his back to block the enemy's knife behind him.
clang! clang! clang! clang! clang! clang!
The sound of gold and iron clashing is endless.
The four Yakuza who surrounded Qingdeng were brandishing their swords and attacking like crazy. The density of the offensive... to describe it as "uninterrupted" seems too unrealistic and inappropriate.
Their strength and fighting enthusiasm can be said to be strong and high-spirited, but Qingdeng's double swords in his palms are like equipped with "enemy detection radar". No matter how fierce the enemy's offensive is, his swords can always intercept with precise accuracy. Withstand the opponent's attack.
Qingdeng's body felt like it was being sucked to the ground, his lower body was motionless, his waist was flexible but stable, and there was no flaw to be found.
It is capable of dual-tasking and can do two unrelated things at the same time - ever since he copied the "left and right fighting" from Chiba Michizaburo, Aomori has never had the opportunity to use it.
Of course, Qingdeng doesn't understand the two-sword style, nor has he learned the two-sword style. The sword technique he currently uses cannot be called the two-sword style.
He just waved two knives roughly - but that was enough!
Soon after, Qingdeng stepped forward to the right, bent and stretched his upper body, and slashed the knife in his right hand from top to bottom.
The feeling of the slash was sufficient, and the enemy on the right screamed, staggered back, and collapsed to the ground.
Then, he took a big step back with his right foot.
The stance of "right foot in front, left foot in back" changes to "right foot in back, left foot in front."
With the help of inertia, the body and the knife in his left hand tilted to the left - plop - the tip of the knife dug into the chest of the enemy on the left.
At the same time, the knife in his right hand swept forward - only a thin layer of skin and flesh connected the waist and abdomen of the enemy in front.
"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Suddenly, a deafening sound of Qihe sounded behind Qingdeng.
However, before this chorus of Qi could approach Qingdeng, it stopped abruptly.
Qingdeng retracted the knife in his left hand from behind - at the same time, a lifeless corpse fell from behind him to in front of him.
"Kill ah ah ah!"
"Don't be afraid! Follow me!"
"Don't fight alone! Surround him! Surround him like a wild boar!"
Qingdeng expressionlessly raised his gaze and looked forward.
2. The 30 Yakuza formed a not-so-tight queue and rushed towards him.
The sound of footsteps was like thunder, and the blade of the knife sounded in the wind.
"Go ahead...I will kill you all now."
In the flash of lightning, one of them had his Tianling Gai stabbed by Qingden's right hand.
The knife in his left hand slowly opened the other person's throat half a step.
His arms suddenly spread open, the sword light flew up, and two big heads flew out.
Howling face.
Scattered sparks.
Split belly.
Two silver snakes entangled tightly in the air.
The toes are clasped on the ground.
An expression contorted with fear.
A chest that was shattered like glass.
Broken teeth falling to the ground.
A leaping figure.
Blood foam flying everywhere.
Howling hoarsely.
The discarded blade.
The new knife was pulled out.
A life-saving blow in a desperate fight.
A short spear broken into two pieces.
White bones exposed to the air.
The original color of the blade can no longer be seen.
A figure that rides like a thousand.
This "blood path" extends wherever the figure rushes.
…
A flying swallow flies across the sky.
It chirped and soared.
Finally, he leapt over the top of the bloody swordsman and the broken limbs behind him.
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Edo, Dounan Town, Kiyomizu Residence, Kiyomizu Tower, top floor——
Ever since he learned the news that "Kuro Mamiya is wandering near Qingshui Residence", Rakshasa has been guarding the top floor of Qingshui Tower alone with a solemn expression.
He had no intention of admiring the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.
Just as he was staring thoughtfully at the void ahead, a noisy sound consisting of roars and howls and the clanging of gold and iron was clearly transmitted to the Qingshui Tower.
"what happened……?"
Listening to this movement, Rakshasa couldn't help but frown.
Just when he was about to call someone over to inquire about the situation, Eiichi Shimizu's footsteps sounded from far to near.
Soon, Eiichi Shimizu yelled outside the door:
"Lord Rakshasa! It's me!"
"Come in!"
Qingshui Eiichi was ordered to open the door and enter.
Before he could speak, Rakshasa immediately asked:
"Eiichi, what's going on with this movement?"
"Lord Rakshasa, there is an intruder!"
Intruder - hearing this word, Rakshasa's pupils suddenly shrank.
"Did the people from Calabash House call?"
"No, not from Calabash House!"
"Not Calabash House?"
Rakshasa was stunned.
Shimizu Eiichi swallowed hard to moisten his throat which was extremely dry due to the shock.
"It's Ju Qingden! It's Ju Qingden who has attacked! Just in front of a cup of tea, Ju Qingden galloped forward, smashed the door, and entered the residence! My subordinates have already stepped forward to attack, but... …The battle situation is not optimistic!”
"……What?"
Qingshui Rong was stunned by Rakshasa's rhetorical question, but he quickly reacted.
"Ju Qingden has invaded the residence! The battle situation is not optimistic!"
After saying that, Qing Shuirong stood up with his head bowed and stared straight at the tatami in front of his feet.
"..."
"..."
A needle-dropping silence that made people gasp aloud descended on the top of the Qingshui Tower.
About 10 seconds later——
"hahahahahahahahahaha……"
As soon as Qingshui Rong heard that Rakshasa, who had always been calm and mature, he suddenly burst into laughter of unknown meaning.
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Qingdeng fights and advances.
While swinging his sword to kill all enemies within his attack range, he continued to approach the center of Qingshui Residence - Qingshui Tower.
Although it was just a personal intuition, Qingden always believed that his goal... Rakshasa was waiting for him at the top of Qingshui Tower!
The continuous slashing and killing of enemies caused Qingdeng's sword to be consumed rapidly.
After a series of bloody battles, he had used and destroyed 4 knives.
Excluding the one he was using on his right hand, Qingteng only had four knives left on his waist.
The location of Qingshui Tower is very easy to find.
After all, it is the tallest building in the neighborhood.
Just raise your head slightly and you can see this tower-like building that stands out from the crowd.
Logically speaking, Qingdeng only needs to look at the location of the Qingshui Tower and move forward straight ahead.
However, he often had to change his route due to some irresistible reasons... also known as force majeure.
What should have been a straight path turned into a winding, bumpy line.
Just like now - when Qingden was fighting three very skilled enemies, the battlefield unknowingly moved from the middle of the road to the inside of a certain house.
After Qingden killed the last enemy in front of him, he adjusted his breath and swept his eyes to observe the surrounding environment.
This house was probably a dormitory for handymen, with ordinary furnishings and simple decoration.
Qingden was now in an empty, straight and spacious corridor.
The extremely clean floors exuded a light fragrance.
The silver moonlight projected from between the columns illuminated the corridor brightly.
[Lanjian: usually opened between the roof and the door beam between rooms or room corridors, used for ventilation, ventilation or lighting. 】
"…This corridor is nice."
After leaving a brief comment, Qingdeng was about to turn around and leave.
Click, click, click…
But at this moment, dense footsteps approaching Qingdeng were heard from both ends of the corridor at the same time.
Reinforcements from the Qingshui clan must have arrived.
Qingdeng looked ahead, then looked behind him, and pondered for a moment.
After a while, he suddenly inserted the knife in his hand into the floor beside his feet, then reached behind and took off three of the last four knives tied to his waist.
A knife was thrust into the ceiling.
A knife was inserted into the wall beside him.
The last knife remains in my hand.
At the same time that Qingdeng finished making arrangements...the footsteps arrived.
A large number of Yakuzas with murderous weapons and ferocious faces filed in from both ends of the corridor.
Within a moment, their figures filled the corridor.
"kill!"
"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"
"Don't let him get away!"
Qingdeng leisurely spread his legs and stood still, waiting for the enemy group to approach.
Just when several cold blades were about to tear Qingdeng's body apart, at the critical moment, the Yakuza's encirclement suddenly opened - the sword light circled in a circle and flashed past - the bodies of several Yakuza took off high .
With just one stab, the otherwise clean floor was stained with dirty blood.
Soon after, Qingdeng, who had been motionless like a mountain just now, suddenly moved like thunder! Swing your sword like a lion!
He slashed the neck of the person next to him diagonally, then switched stances, raised the tip of the knife, and pierced the other person's throat.
Between the lightning and flint, a guy rushed over like the wind.
Qingdeng lowered the blade of the sword, and moved downwards, striking from bottom to top, knocking the weapon from the opponent's hand. Immediately afterwards, the knife in his hand fell in the air.
In an instant, a rainbow of blood splashed out from the blade.
The sluggish feel of cutting flesh and flesh, and the reaction force of chopping hard objects, were transmitted into Qingdeng's palm at the same time.
This man was wearing a full set of martial arts protective equipment, including a mask, trunk, arm armor, and leg armor.
Armor is an important strategic weapon. Even the Qingshui clan with their hands and eyes cannot hoard armor.
Therefore, the Yakuza of the Qingshui clan can only rely on wearing martial arts protective gear to defend themselves.
The main materials for making martial arts protective gear are wood and bamboo chips... How could it be possible to block Qingdeng's attack with just this kind of thing!
Wood, bamboo, human body, paper... these things are all the same under Qingdeng's knife - they all break at a touch.
In the blink of an eye, a new enemy came up. His body was strong and his muscles were strong, and he was like a rock wall pressing towards Qingdeng.
Qingden only glanced at the opponent before he suddenly bent his knees, lowered his center of gravity, and swung his knife across the opponent's lower body.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
The strong man screamed - his legs were still on the ground, but his body was no longer in his legs.
Of course, you can't kill someone just by cutting off your legs.
As a result, Qingdeng stood upright like a spring that suddenly straightened, and the knife in his hand pierced the chin of the strong man who was "flying" in the air due to inertia from below - with a bang, the strong man's head was like It exploded like a watermelon, and the tip of the knife emerged from its Tianling Cap.
When Qingden retracted the knife, the strong man's body continued to "fly", drawing a standard parabola, then heavily smashed the shoji not far away, and then fell to the ground along with the crushed wood blocks and sawdust.
[Note·Shoji: A baffle installed on the inside of doors, windows or corridors in Japanese houses. The wooden frame is covered with paper with high light transmittance and is used for lighting the house. Also known as "Mingzhaozi". 】
Qingden's wolf-like eyes swept around along the blade.
There were enemies on both sides... In this vast enemy group, he quickly thought of the next "breaking point".
In an instant, he flipped his right wrist and changed the knife in his palm to an upright grip.
In the next breath, the knife shot out from Qingdeng's hand, flew through the gap between the Yakuza's positions, and finally sank deeply into the chest of a certain Yakuza ten steps away.
Quickly, Qingden pulled out the knife he had just inserted into the ceiling at lightning speed.
At the same time as he pulled out the knife, he chopped down the two people beside him.
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