Matsudaira Nagamitsu looked surprised.

"Oh~?!" he let out another meaningful question, and raised an eyebrow, as if he was interested in the topic.

"I didn't expect you to have such a past. He laughed and said, "So who won in the end?"

Before answering, Xue seemed to pause subtly.

"Him. She replied with a startling candor, "I was killed by him. ”

Ashikaga Yoshiteru: ?!

Matsudaira Nagako, who always makes people feel extremely chic, seems to be moved by this earth-shattering answer. He was stunned for a moment, and repeated the key words in Ah Xue's answer. “...... Kill?"

Ashikaga Yoshiteru thought, "That's great."

He understands now that there is no deep love between Matsudaira Nagamitsu and Ah Xue that everyone thinks. The way these two people get along with each other is too casual, so casual that they don't seem to have each other deeply rooted in their hearts, if you want to find someone who has left a deeper trace in Ah Xue's heart, it is more appropriate to say that it is the Three Days Moon Sect, because she just said that the Three Days Moon Sect is the one who killed her.

But isn't she still standing here alive now? Maybe the "killing" she said was something that "three days and moon sects" deeply hurt her heart and made her sad to death!

And now he also guessed a little bit why the "Three Days and Moon Sect Near" in front of him wanted to call himself a god.

Pay for the mourning gods. ...... I guess it's one kind of god, right?

Ashikaga Yoshiteru felt that he would not be more surprised if anything happened tonight.

Born or dead, a god becomes a monster, or a maid becomes an assassin...... In comparison, the blatant malice of Matsunaga Shu and Miyoshi is a little easier to understand.

He exhaled and decided on his opponent.

He turned straight to Matsudaira Nagamitsu, raised his arm, and pointed the tip of the knife of the "Bone Fujishiro" held in his right hand at the other party.

"Let's stop all that nonsense! Let's see who killed whom tonight!"

Matsudaira Nagamitsu was locked into his opponent, and he didn't seem to be much surprised. He looked back at the courtyard and the porch, and sighed.

"My lord, it's a pity. He turned his head again, looked directly at Ashikaga Yoshiteru without fear, and said the words slowly in that magnetic and pleasant voice.

Ashikaga Yoshiki snorted.

He slowly set up the knife - the "bone Fujishiro".

The pre-court rainstorm was like a note. Lightning pierced the dark night sky. The splendid Nijo Castle is already full of flames that cannot be extinguished by the torrential rain.

Only this spacious hall has not yet been engulfed by the flames lit by the thieves who stormed Nijo Castle.

And in the hall, a fierce battle is going on.

Ashikaga Yoshiteru, known as the "Sword Hero", is playing against a young man who can really be called a chic and beautiful man. They seemed evenly matched for a while, and neither of them could defeat the other quickly.

On the other side of the hall, the two sides were incomprehensible. Because the two sides are not samurai in the traditional sense of the word—one side is a dark god with a handsome face and a blood-red face surrounded by black demon mist, and the other side is a slender young girl with a beautiful face, a resolute expression, and a fierce attack.

Her offensive was like a storm rolling up in front of the court, completely like a desperate attack.

As if she didn't want her opponent to have a moment of respite, or give her opponent any chance to take the lead, her every move was as fast as lightning, as if she didn't care about how much physical energy this kind of fight consumed and whether this style of play could last for a long time;

With a bang, it was as if the fallen god had finally found an opportunity to hold her blade. And at this moment, the difference in physical strength between the man and the woman finally became apparent, and his arm tensed, and he pressed hard against the blade that seemed to be trying to continue the split, and the two looked at each other through the crossed blades, and in an instant they fought again in mid-air with their eyes.

In contrast to the vigorous, fire-like anger and murderous intent that emanated from within her, the god-sama wrapped in black mist looked like an elusive unknown hidden in the darkness in the deepest night, powerful, deep and cold. The blood-red pupils crossed the crossed blades and rested on her face, as if they were going to cut two large holes in the poisonous black miasma directly from the point of sight.

After a pause, the fallen god actually spoke.

"It's useless. ”

The young girl, who was as murderous as fire, seemed a little surprised to hear such a sentence.

“...... What?" she asked rhetorically.

The fallen god looked at her with a cold expression. The blood-red pupils were fixed on her face, but it was as if they were already looking at a dead ghost.

"You, in order to be able to overwhelm my momentum, deliberately expand the anger in your heart and release it outward. ...... Do you think that this will increase the power of your swordsmanship? Heh, this method is only useful to those mortals. Unfortunately, I am not mortal. He said coldly.

The young girl raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and did not deny his words, nor did she show any surprise, but was silent for a second, and then spoke calmly.

"It doesn't matter. She said.

"It doesn't matter who you are, whether you're a god or not...... I'm going to make you mortal eventually. The corners of her lips curled up into a suspicious smile.

The fallen god frowned slightly, and seemed a little displeased.

“...... What are you talking about? It's not a wise move to speak big in front of a god. ”

The young girl, as if she had not received any of his sorrow, even grinned at him with a pleasant smile.

"Swordsmanship, anything else...... I've got a way to convince you. She said with a smile, and slowly spat out the name from between her lips.

“...... Your Excellency the Three Days Moon Sect, do you believe me?"

It's a pity that the person standing opposite her is not the person who has accompanied her through the long years and has a tacit understanding with her.

Therefore, the fallen god only sank his face, and the black fog around his body seemed to become a little thicker.

"Of course not!" he replied in an excess-cold tone that resembled a proclamation of her end.

Immediately, he added a few more strength to his arm, and the blades of the two men staggered from each other, sending a series of sparks and a sharp and piercing sound of gold and iron grinding that made his heart rage.

The fallen god didn't seem to want to stay any longer, and suddenly stepped forward and stabbed at the opponent in front of him!

The young girl, on the other hand, reacted with lightning speed.

She slammed to the left side, and almost at the same time, the blade of the "Three Days and Moon Sect Near" grazed the edge of her cheek and swept very close!

The sword aura brought by the famous sword's attack even shaved off a strand of hair on the side of her cheek. If she had come closer, the blade would have undoubtedly cut through her beautiful, youthful and beautiful face, but her eyebrows were lowered, her eyes were cold, and her expression was still completely preoccupied, and she didn't seem to be shaken by the danger of her life hanging by a thread.

She took advantage of this opportunity to flip her right hand and jerk it up. The blade flipped upside down, facing the arm that held the knife and stretched out in front of the "Three Days Moon Sect".

"Three Days and Moon Sect Near" had to retract its offensive in time. Her knife was so powerful that he only had time to retract his right arm a little, and before he could fully meet his knife at her blade, he felt a thud, and his arm shook violently - her blade hit his cage hand on his forearm, and he had to grit his teeth to take it.

However, the knife she is holding is not extraordinary, but one of the five swords in the world.

The sharp blade sliced through the sturdy cage hand, making a cut in his arm that had been condensed and infected by the miasma, and from there suddenly escaped a black miasma!

"Three Days Moon Sect Near" snorted, took a step back and covered his injured right forearm with his left hand, and strong anger finally appeared on his face that had always been indifferent for the first time.

...... Still, underestimate the enemy. He thought.

Although this young girl's attack at the beginning was swift, in his eyes, it was just an opportunistic move to forcibly gain the upper hand with speed and time because of her own lack of strength and the fact that she would never take advantage of it.

In other words, in his eyes, even if she had already made more than a dozen moves in a row, her swordsmanship was just a slightly better showcase. To beat her, he is still confident.

Now, however, with the disadvantage of his one-sword thrust, he was able to instantly counterkill in this way - which was a bit tricky.

He knew that the sword he had just used was almost full force, and he was much more serious than just now. However, he didn't expect that this young girl's fighting style was actually - completely deadly.

Her approach of not retreating but advancing is actually very risky, in case he presses his wrist, the blade will be slashed at her shoulder in an instant, and that side is still her sharp hand with the knife, once it is slashed, it means that today's battle will almost immediately divide the winner and loser, in this case, she actually dared to make a decision in an instant without hesitation, it is really ...... It's really-

Daring!

He snorted coldly and let go of his left hand, which was holding the wound.

The scar she had cut wasn't deep, and because it didn't hurt the vital point, it didn't really cause much of a problem to his body. His anger was actually due to another reason—because "a mortal, a little girl, dared to draw a knife and hurt a god."

There doesn't seem to be anything wrong with the original intentions of those strange-shaped monsters. Whatever their real reason, it was the right thing to do to protect his treasured master, the shogun, Ashikaga Yoshiteru, from being hurt by his rebellious subordinates, who had malicious intentions, right?

Moreover, even if the little girl in front of her was not in the same league as those thieves, her purpose did not seem to be much better than that of the thieves - intent on attacking the general and blaspheming the gods, wasn't that a great crime?

The most hateful thing is that even with such a crazy and rebellious act, her eyes are still clear and bright, with an unwavering light, which is ...... As soon as I saw it, I couldn't help but feel disgusted, and I wanted to break and knead that gaze like a clear pool, inject confusion, inject hesitation, inject -

He laughed, and this time, he didn't bother to hide the coldness in his laughter.

"Good swordsmanship. He said, "But you're not sophisticated enough." ”

She just smiled when she heard this, as if she didn't mean to reply sharply, just nodded calmly and said, "...... Maybe. But to beat you, it's probably enough. ”

"Three Days and Moons": "......"

For the first time, the eyes of the gods, whose eyes had been darkened into blood-red by the turbid gas, flashed with anger that had risen to the sky because they had been offended.

"Well, then, I'll be a little—seriously!," he shouted, and leaned forward again, attacking the young girl with a agility and sharpness that did not match his status as a high, transcendent god.

Dangdangdangdang -

The crisp sound of the impact of gold and iron instantly resounded, and the sound of the rainstorm falling in front of the outdoor courtyard was intertwined into some kind of thrilling melody.

Unlike at the beginning, the blade infected by the black qi was now almost dancing into an afterimage, whether it was speed, strength, or even the subtlety of the move, it was completely different from just now, and it seemed to have almost overwhelming momentum in the world...... As well as the advantages.

The stormy attack and aura of the fallen god swept almost the entire hall, even as if the entire body of the young girl was completely suppressed.

However, the sound of blades clashing with gold and iron kept ringing out, and nothing else—no screech of blades cutting through human flesh. Although it seemed that the momentum was suppressed, the young girl took every move of the gods.

Suddenly, a thud rang out in the hall!

It was that young girl, who had resisted for a long time under the fierce attack of the gods, did not take half a step back, and her physical strength was not exhausted, and she also found an opportunity, and suddenly swept away with a knife in both hands, and the tip of the knife swept diagonally upwards from the opponent's belly to the throat, if the opponent did not retreat, it was inevitable that he would be implicated by the sword qi at some point and cut a wound in the chest!

But of course, the fallen god is not idle. With a sonorous sound, he actually held the handle of the knife with both hands, and the blade of the knife pressed down against the blade that she swept up obliquely, and then pressed and picked, and jumped backwards by taking advantage of the momentum, and his body turned upside down, and he actually jumped up and jumped into the air!

He pressed almost all of his weight against the young girl's blade, taking advantage of the momentum to press down on her blade as he leaped diagonally, and then was pushed upwards by the reaction force she fought so hard that the movement and force finally swept away the knife in her hand a little, and the next second, she jerked her head up.

At the same time, the fallen god did not waste a minute or a second in the air, and quickly turned around with an unusual agility, and with the powerful momentum that fell rapidly from the sky, the blade pointed directly at the top of her head, and in an instant, it roared and rushed, and the tip of the knife was already extremely close in an instant!

Between the lightning and the fire, there was a bang-

The ominous sound of the tip of the knife cutting through the flesh and blood finally sounded! Then there was a series of knocking and retreating footsteps, which smashed on the tatami mats extremely loudly, like the sound of a torrential rain that almost smashed the earth in front of the courtroom.

Smack-

A huge blue-white lightning bolt slashed, piercing the dark night sky, from the sky to the earth.

There was a brief silence in the hall.

Then, a slightly laughing voice rang out, with a hint of weakness.

"Uhh......hh It ended up in such a place...... I'm so ugly—"

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