This genre has a long history, and its true history can be traced back to the Warring States period in China. Naoko, who was born in Katori County, founded the Tenshin Katori Shinto-ryu.

"History of Katori-gun" and "History of Tako-cho" both have records about the true transmission of Katori Shinto-ryu, and then gradually changed its name to Iga Mamoru according to historical reasons, and the original head of the family was the Chiba family, and he also had a high reputation in Chiba.

The ancestors of Hato-san were true disciples of the Chiba family. According to the genealogy of the Kusan family, their ancestor Kuma was obsessed with kendo. Even though the core of Katori Shinto was the way of the sword at that time, it still could not hinder the pursuit of the kendo.

No one knows where that man has been, and no one knows how many masters he has challenged. In short, he came back alive. By the time he returned to the village in Chiba, his family had long since moved away. After many inquiries, the man realized that his family had no choice but to move out of the mountain village because he was bullied by Chiba's side branches.

When Haruma finds his family, only a little boy is left playing on the ground. The little guy was so small that his mother, grandfather and grandmother were all dead, and he still didn't know what had happened.

Hatama picked up the child and put it in a fixed bamboo basket. He took the sword off his back and leaned aside. Afterwards, Hasuma got up and carried the corpses on the ground one by one to the courtyard.

Then Kuma came out with the child on his back. The child looked curiously at the three people lying on the ground, and he stretched out his little hand to touch their faces. Kuma put the basket down and let the child sit next to his three relatives for the last time.

Kuma uprooted several small trees in the yard and began digging the pit with his bare hands. The craters in the ground were getting bigger and bigger, and the dirt was stained with Umama's sweat and blood. At this moment, Kuma's hands were already bloody and fleshy, but he had no intention of stopping.

Like a madman, he finished the big dirt pit big enough for three people. Then, like a madman, he filled in the pit with his bare hands.

Kuma knelt with the little child in front of the newly cultivated grave, and then he took out a dagger and cut off his little finger. He buried his little finger in the soil at the very front of the grave and put the child in the bamboo basket. However, he got up and left with the child.

That night, the Chiba family ushered in the largest civil war in the family's history. The cause of the civil war was the death of a family who had moved away from the mountain village. And the man who came back raised his knife and killed him.

The Chiba family is full of masters, and the head of the family is the most prestigious generation of grandmasters at that time. However, not long after that battle, the head of the Chiba family died of illness.

Some people say that the head of the Chiba family was killed by Hakuma, and others say that the head of the Chiba family was seriously injured by the sword in Hatoma's hand, and the sword spirit of the sword invaded the body of the head of the Chiba family and caused his eventual death.

After a long time, the sword became even more magical. Countless kendo masters and kendo masters have begun to look for the sword that is said to have a sword spirit. So, in the days that followed, Haruma was entangled by countless masters.

On the top of a mountain called Hakusan, Kuma finally said the name of the sword after killing the fifth person who had come to challenge him.

Budu Royal Soul!

According to legend, the Fudu Imperial Soul is the sword of the Jianyu Thunder God, and in the "Kojiki", it is called the Budu Imperial Soul, or Sato Fudu God, in the "Japanese Secretary" it is called the Shisoul, and in the "Genhei Rise and Fall" it is called the Furyu Sword.

Whether the records of the historical books are true or not may only be known by those who compiled them. However, Hato-san understood the origin of the famous sword vaguely written on the broken family tree.

Ignoring the persuasion of his ten shinobi, Iga Half-Step Grandmaster must go to Kuma to challenge. And what he really thought in his heart was the demeanor of the famous sword that he saw with his own eyes.

So, he went. Then, he died.

He died with a smile on his face, as if he had accomplished the greatest goal of his life and left without regrets!

The times have been passed down for a long time, until that day in the distant land of China, in an unknown cave in Jiangcheng. Under the witness of several deputy altar masters, the five tigers of the single family, the Dark Blood Rose and Amy, and others, the altar master of the Holy Blood Sect finally borrowed the death of the first deputy altar master to see the legendary famous sword.

Hato-san never took off the package on his back, and he was finally freed from his back after the first altar master made a fatal move. The huge killing intent that the five tigers of the single family originally felt suddenly dissipated and became invisible.

Among the many masters present, only a few people could see the lightning speed of Hatosana.

He untied the package he had been carrying for half his life on his back and opened it in an instant. Then, he used all his strength to send the famous sword out, and at the same time, he kicked the Qingying Sword in Shan Fei's hand, turning it into the vanguard of the attack.

This series of actions is really too fast! Even if the altar master who is as powerful as the branch altar is stunned, his eyes widen in shock, and as for Amy and the others on the side, they really can't see how Gu Sang made a move.

It was just one move, but the two weapons were sent out one after the other. The Qingying Sword was obviously closer to the position of the famous sword behind Gu Sang, but it still arrived in front of the first altar master at the same time as it.

The first altar master fell unwillingly, and he didn't even have time to regret that he didn't have a weapon to take advantage of, he felt the coolness in his chest.

He looked at Hato-san in the distance, and then looked down at the big hole in his chest. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could close his lips, he was cut into a bloody man by the five brothers of the single family.

Hato-san followed suit and wrapped his famous sword again and placed it behind his back, and then he turned his head to greet the altar master beside him. After receiving the acquiescence of the altar owner, Hakusang turned and left.

That battle gave a glimpse of the methods of this altar envoy. As for the owner of the Altar Divide, what he values more may be the famous sword that has existed for a long time.

It was not so much a supreme sword that had been slaughtered as it was a bloodthirsty sword.

"That's right, as you think, the envoy is not from our Huaxia. I don't understand why I got him here in the first place, maybe it was the helmsman's intention?" Amy remembered the back she had seen that made her heart tremble.

"I see, let's go!" Chen Xiao didn't dare to ask more, some things are better to know less. He took out his phone and sent a message to his brothers who were not far away, and then followed Amy out.

In China, a country with a history of 5,000 years of civilization, mysterious things may appear at any time. However, from the day the inhabitants of China began to officially distinguish between men and women, the women of China began to fight for themselves in this land. Today, women are one of the strongest species systems in China.

In the courtyard of this luxury villa in the Ziyue villa area. Countless men in the courtyard stood there. They were ready to go, but the woman in the house hadn't come out yet!

They stood tall and burly, with serious expressions on their faces. However, time passed bit by bit, and even Chen Xiao, who was leading the team in front, showed a look of anxiety on his face.

At this time, Amy was sitting in front of her makeup mirror and slowly trimming her appearance.

She picked up the lipstick on the table and gently applied it to her upper lip. Then he pursed his lips and stained both thin lips red. Then, she found that the red ** did not match her current self. So, she took out a tissue and wiped it off, and then applied another one.

Just to determine what kind of lipstick she needs to wear today, Amy tried more than a dozen of them. And it took her twenty minutes to actually put on the lipstick. These people under Chen Xiao obviously didn't understand what was going on, and they couldn't bear it anymore at this moment.

When Amy finally finished smearing and finally came out, these Holy Blood cultists were really defeated by this woman who had a different status in the altar. I saw Amy walk out with a few sets of dresses in each hand, and then stood on the steps and looked at the hundreds of brothers below and said.

"Which dress do you think I'm better to wear today?Is it this one that's sexy, or is it this one that's just going to wrap my hips around?"

So, Amy looked at the Holy Blood Cultists again, and the poor fellows didn't dare to say a word more, but everyone had an urge to "click" Amy a hundred times in their hearts.

"Oh, you men are really wood, you don't know how to appreciate it at all!" Amy was a little annoyed, and then squirmed her hips into the room. Soon, she came out in the pale red skirt that barely hugged her hips.

"Eldest sister, ancestor, this is a murderous business, and we are not going shopping or traveling or anything, do you think it is important to look at the clothes? And put on makeup for two hours!"

Chen Xiao couldn't hold it back, he really couldn't stand a woman like Amy.

"You ignorant fellow, you know a fart! You go and inquire all over the world, is there any woman who doesn't care about her appearance and clothes? In this day and age, can you go out without makeup? Can you hook up with a handsome guy without makeup? If you can't hook up with a handsome guy, what should I do at night?" Amy's theory has just begun to unfold.

Chen Xiao, who knew that women were invincible in terms of reasoning, decisively chose to surrender. "Ancestor, I was wrong! Can we leave now?" Chen Xiao turned to look at his brothers, and then tried his eyes at them!

"Alright, I know what you think. I don't have to guess that I know, you must be inciting the brothers below to echo you!" Amy gave Chen a white smile. "Holy Blood cultists scout and clear outposts in groups of ten. The rest of the sect members follow the Thirteen Eagles and set off!"

The group turned around in an orderly manner, and they quickly divided into many groups, and then prepared to set off according to Amy's instructions. However, it was at this time that a voice came from somewhere.

"Where are you going? Now that Jiangcheng is locked down, don't you people know how to follow the rules?"

It wasn't loud, but it could reach everyone's ears clearly.