Heavenly Dao was furious.

As the tomb keeper of the Tokugawa family, Tendo is actually the number one master of the Tokugawa family.

Before he came to guard the tomb, he was already a budding kendo genius in the East, and now that he has been practicing hard in front of the tomb of Tokugawa Ieyasu for thirty years, his skills will only be higher!

For the title of "the first master of the Oriental Sword Stream", Tiandao has sufficient confidence!

And Wang Yong actually said that he couldn't pull out the knife, which is ridiculous.

"One sword, slash!" Tian Dao took a deep breath, put his right hand on the scabbard and suddenly pushed the knife out of the sheath.

Sonorous!

I only heard a piercing sound sound, and when the knife came out of the sheath, it directly rubbed against the scabbard and burst out a little spark. An extremely chilling sword intent suddenly erupted with the Heavenly Dao's push knife, and the temperature of the entire cemetery dropped by a few degrees.

"Is this the source of your self-confidence?" said Wang Yongfeng lightly.

In the next second, I saw Wang Yong's palm slapping down rapidly, like a mountain peak falling from the sky, and the sword intent that unsheathed the Heavenly Dao Taidao was instantly suppressed.

With a click, the blade of the knife rubbed wildly against the scabbard, bursting out with an even more piercing sound.

The snow-white blade, which was half out of the sheath, was back in the scabbard.

"How come?!" Tiandao exclaimed in shock.

He didn't know how many times he had practiced drawing his sword, and the moment he drew it, the force of his arm was enough to pierce a stone wall.

He never felt that anyone could push his blade back as he pulled it out of its sheath.

But now, Wang Yong has done it!

The muscles of Tiandao's cheeks trembled rapidly, and a breath slowly climbed from the dantian, like a hidden dragon jumping out of the abyss, pulling a long trajectory on the body of Tiandao.

"Hah!"

Two syllables burst out of the throat of the Heavenly Dao, like a wrestler who opened the heavens and the earth, and infinite power erupted with this roar.

Whew!

In a flash of cold light, the sword was like a carrier-based aircraft that ejected, and more than half of it was unsheathed in an instant.

The wisps of knife qi condensed into substance, quietly chopping up the branches and leaves of the surrounding cypress trees and scattering them all over the ground.

This sword is the pinnacle of the Heavenly Dao, and it has almost integrated his life's skills.

As soon as this knife came out, Tiandao was already convinced that he was the number one master of the Oriental One Sword!

In this world, no matter how strong he is!

"Chop!" Tiandao just squeezed out a hoarse syllable from his voice, and looked at Wang Yong's eyes as if he were looking at a dead man.

It's not that he refuses to show mercy to his subordinates, but that he can't control this knife, and when the knife comes out of the sheath, he will drink human blood.

"Don't!" Tokugawa exclaimed, his face changed.

Even Katori, who was full of confidence in Wang Yong, was nervous for a while.

And Wang Yong's face was still as usual, only the dantian seemed to make a sound of heavenly drums.

Knock knock, knock knock!

The sound rang six times in a row, and then came to an abrupt end.

Wang Yong's hand that was suppressed on the Heavenly Dao scabbard suddenly moved.

Click!

More than halfway out of the sheath, the sword quickly slipped off and returned to its scabbard.

"Impossible!" Tiandao's eyes widened, and his face was full of incredulity.

And Wang Yong's repression is not over.

Heavenly Dao only felt that a tremendous power that could not be used was coming endlessly, making his hand holding the scabbard tremble, and the skin on the back of his hand was slightly cracked.

Taidao has been pushed to the bottom by Wang Yong, and there is no room for depth.

But Wang Yong continued.

"No! you can't do that! This is the sword of the Tokugawa family......" Tendo exclaimed in horror.

But now, the situation is completely out of his control.

With a snort, the sword directly pierced through the entire scabbard and came out from the bottom of the scabbard.

The power of the sword piercing was so huge that the entire scabbard shattered inch by inch under the force of the sword penetration, and finally disintegrated with a bang and turned into splinters all over the ground.

The knife is plunged into the ground and reaches the handle.

This sword, which is extremely noble to the Orientals, has never landed since Tokugawa Ieyasu took power. Now, like garbage discarded on the ground, it blends with the soil.

Heavenly Dao's face was pale, as if he had been struck by thunder.

Tokugawa Hidecho quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the Heavenly Dao who had been hit by a huge blow, there was a trace of worry in his eyes.

After all, Tiandao was the first retainer of the Tokugawa family, and if he was hit and collapsed, it would not be good news for the Tokugawa family.

"Is it true that you can't even draw a sword, can't you even draw a knife?" Tiandao muttered to himself, as if he had lost his mind, repeating this sentence repeatedly.

For a martial artist who has been practicing hard for thirty years, there is nothing more striking than this.

It's like an ordinary person who has worked hard for more than ten years just to get the qualification to win the goddess. However, when he finally stood in front of the goddess, he found that his more than ten years of hard work was just enough for the goddess's pocket money for a month.

That blow from the depths of the body to the soul is enough to break all the courage of a person to live.

This is the case with the Heavenly Dao at present.

"Heavenly Dao Ojisan, cheer up. Mr. Wang is a world-famous martial arts master, and there is no shame in losing to him. The Tokugawa family still needs your support!" Tokugawa Hideenaga stepped forward and whispered.

But it was useless, Tiandao was still full of lost soul and depressed, and his expression was decadent.

"Sometimes I really think you Orientals are ridiculous. Wang Yong looked at Tiandao and suddenly sneered.

This sneer, like a match thrown into an oil drum, instantly detonated the atmosphere of the scene.

Tiandao suddenly raised his head and looked at Wang Yong angrily.

"Don't get me wrong, it's you. You invented a knife flow thinking that you could kill everything with a single sword, and then you invented the knife drawing flow to make the flow of a knife faster, thinking that the blade would be faster when you drew a knife. From then on, all the sword intent of the sword stream was locked in a small scabbard. Even children stubbornly believe that only the moment they are unsheathed, the knife is the fastest. But you have forgotten that a sword without a scabbard is faster. ”

Wang Yong said slowly.

Before the words fell, he suddenly saw Wang Yong's toes on the handle of the Taidao inserted into the ground, and the Taidao instantly fell into Wang Yong's hands.

Snort, a knife shadow fell on Tiandao's hair, and the next second, I saw that Tiandao's hair was broken, swirling in the air, and slowly falling to the ground.

And whether it is Tokugawa Hidecho or Tiandao, none of them have seen when Wang Yong came out with the knife.

Tiandao's pupils shrank suddenly: "A knife without a scabbard is faster? I understand! I understand! I see! I was obsessed with drawing a knife before, but I invisibly put a shackle on myself, and now the scabbard is broken, but it also shatters this shackle in my heart!"

The way of heaven is full of joy, and there is a feeling of joy of "enlightenment".

Poof, Tiandao knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Wang Yong three times.

"Your Excellency's kind words, I can't express my gratitude without bowing down and thanking me with a big gift. Thank you!"

Wang Yong smiled slightly, and handed the sword to Tiandao: "If you really want to thank me, just tell me where Yayoi is." ”

Tiandao solemnly took the sword, and then slowly got up.

"If Your Excellency wants to go to Yayoi's residence, it's not yet time. ”

"When will that be?"

"At night, in the depths of a maple forest south of Toshogu Shrine, there is a small street called Yokai Street. It only appears after the child's time, and that small street is the road that leads to Yayoi's residence. ”

Wang Yong's eyes flashed: "Monster Street? ”

When Katori heard the words "Youkai Street", his face changed drastically, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

"What's wrong?" Wang Yong raised his eyebrows and asked.

Katori hesitated for a moment and said, "Yokai Street is an extremely strange street in the legend of Oriental Shinto. It only appears at night and disappears before dawn. The Yokai Street is full of all kinds of strange shops, and although each shop sells different things, there is one thing that is the same, and that is Fu Mourning God.

Fu Fu God is a kind of self-consciousness instrument, which generally exists for more than a hundred years. Some of these mourning gods are vicious, some are treacherous, and some are bloodthirsty, and it is difficult for anyone other than the shopkeeper who feeds them to obtain their kindness. This is where the name Yokai Street comes from.

And the guests who enter and leave the monster street are also some priests or onmyoji, who wander in the dark, using special methods or abilities to distinguish goods, so as to buy. And the most bought are basically all kinds of magic weapons and gods.

In addition, Yokai Street also offers a killing service. Some tycoons hire killers in Yokai Street to assassinate their competitors. Because it is a Shinto killer, the death of the opponent is unaware, and even the Metropolitan Police Department is difficult to detect.

It's just that strangers are never allowed to enter the monster street, and you must have acquaintances to pick you up. Once a stranger breaks in, whether intentionally or unintentionally, it will become a flesh and blood sacrifice to the god of mourning. On this street, there is no code of human morality, only the code of yokai. ”

"It sounds like this, but it has some similarities with the ghost market in China. The entrance to Yayoi's residence is on Youkai Street, I'm afraid that Youkai Street was also made by those people from Yayoi Residence, right?" Wang Yong said softly.

"Benefactor, it's still a long time before the time comes. Why don't we have a light meal together?, our sashimi and tempura at Toshogu Palace are famous far and wide!" said Tokugawa Hidenaga at the right time.

"Okay, then I'll bother you. Wang Yong nodded and accepted Tokugawa's invitation.

Although Wang Yong knew that Tokugawa Hidecho was trying to win him over, Wang Yong still had a good impression of this young man who was a governor and did not dislike Tokugawa Hidenaga's behavior.

"Then this way, please! Heavenly Dao Ojisan, you can come too!"

Tiandao nodded: "Mr. Wang Yong is a little kind to me, so naturally I need to accompany a glass of wine to show respect." It's just that I'm just drinking a glass of wine, and then I'm going to come back to guard the grave, and it's my duty. ”

"Heavenly Dao Ojisan has worked hard. Tokugawa Hidegaku bowed.

In fact, Tiandao still wants to come back and practice kendo as soon as possible, but out of respect for Wang Yong, he can only let it go for the time being.

If there was only Tokugawa Hidecho, Heavenly Dao would not pay attention to it at all, and he would directly drive Tokugawa Hidecho out of the mausoleum.

Soon, the feast was ready.

Tokugawa Hidenaga didn't lie, the sashimi and tempura here are indeed delicious, and even the well-informed Wang Yong is full of praise.

After the meal, a few people stayed in the guest room prepared by Tokugawa Hidenaga and quietly waited for the time to come.