"Okita, the so-called swordsman, it is necessary to temper day after day in order to reach heights beyond the reach of ordinary people. Pen~Fun~Pavilion www.biquge.info The hardships you are suffering now will one day make you stand at the apex of mankind!" In a trance, it seemed that I heard what my master Kondo Shusuke had said again.

As a genius swordsman, am I the apex?

She's down, probably not.

What knocked her down was a middle-aged man with a panicked face, although he had a knife pinned to his waist, it was not unsheathed, it was just decoration.

With just one glance, she could see that the knife had never seen even blood.

But she was defeated at the hands of this man.

Exquisite swordsmanship, in front of a small projectile, vulnerable!

"What stupid!" a stout man hid behind the guard, his face full of hideousness, "Don't you understand? The country needs to change, it needs innovation, the era of the samurai, it's over!"

Speechless.

"Fire, fire, send all these vicious dogs to hell!" The stout man was called Miyabe Dingzo, and he was the one who planned the burning of Kyoto.

"Yes!" a total of four guards with muskets began to reload, and for firing front-loading rifled guns, it took time to reload gunpowder and bullets after each shot.

"Go protect Okita!"

"Take her down!"

The Shinsengumi were shouting loudly, but everyone was dealing with the enemy, and although they were anxious, they were helpless.

A fresh breeze blew, diluting the smell of blood in the house.

Yingluo jumped in from the window, stepped on the plasma, and came to the head office step by step.

The blonde girl was lying on the ground, covered in blood.

"Midnight Snack...... It seems that it can't be bought. ”

“…… It can be busy until late. The general secretary smiled a little: "If you help, maybe it can be earlier." ”

Kikuichi was handed over.

"That man named Miyabe wants to burn Kyoto and stop him!"

Yingluo took the knife.

The people of the Shinsengumi breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably.

"Where did the little girl come from?" Miyabe was a little strange: "I actually pinned my hope on a woman, and the head of the Mibu wolf is broken!"

"My lord, I'm done!"

"Fire, kill this newcomer first!"

"Bang, bang!" two gunshots rang out.

Yingluo didn't dodge, and the bullet flew over her right shoulder and hit the wall behind her.

The firearms of this era are very inaccurate, even inferior to bows and arrows.

She waved the word Juyi a few times, remembering the feeling in her heart, and then ignored the pitch-black muzzle and walked towards the palace.

"Stupid, after training for so long, you still can't hit? Keep shooting!"

"Bang, bang!" and two more shots.

One hit the floor, the other ...... Ying Luo tilted his head and dodged it!

Not only the Miyabe, but even the people of the Shinsengumi were stunned.

"As long as you pay attention to the angle of the muzzle, it is not difficult to judge the trajectory of the bullet. Yingluo explained lightly, and then asked, "Now that your skills have cooled down, how can you stop me?"

Does the skill cooldown refer to the replay time?

Miyabe and the others probably guessed the meaning, and the three swordsmen left the opponent of the Shinsengumi and rushed towards Yingluo.

"Damn!" "Be careful!" shouted Isamu Kondo and the others.

But the ensuing sword light danced like butterflies, and the three swordsmen didn't even have time to scream, as if they had been torn apart by an invisible beast, and were cut into several pieces from their necks, chests, and thighs, and the steaming blood was poured on the equally steaming internal organs, exuding a disgusting stench.

"Flying Sword Stream, Dragon Nest Flash!"

Yingluo shook off the blood on the knife, and his face was grim: "I'm sorry, I'm not in a good mood, can I ask you to stand still and die obediently?"

Due to the serious injury of his friend, the evil spirit descended on the hell called the earth for the first time.

The temperature dropped somewhere.

Miyabe's teeth chattered, and it was obviously a young woman on the other side, but he felt unprecedented horror.

"Shoot, shoot! Shoot her!"

The first two guards finished reloading and opened fire without hesitation. As the distance approached, the hit rate also improved greatly, and the two bullets flew side by side towards Yingluo's chest.

The sword light lit up again, briefly but dazzlingly, like a bolt of lightning that tore through everything, and the frightened Miyabe sat on the ground.

The bullet slammed into the knife light, sending out two sparks, and then rolled to the ground with a gurgling and fell into the blood plasma, making a 'hissing' sound and burning a mist of blood.

"It's a good knife, but it was interrupted last time. Yingluo praised it, and then sneered at Miyabe: "You just said that the era of samurai has passed?"

Miyabe's face twitched, his face was swollen and red, and he shouted hysterically: "Impossible, how can anyone cut off a bullet, by coincidence, it must be a coincidence, shoot, keep shooting!"

"Yes!" the last two guards replied and pulled the trigger.

The sword light lit up again, the sparks flashed again, and the bullet was once again cut in two.

It's not a coincidence!

This is a real speed sword!

The man at the apex of humanity has appeared!

The blade of the knife reflected the light, which was reflected on Yingluo's face, and it was all sarcastic: "If you want to replace the samurai with guns, it's still early!"

Miyabe's face was pale, like a frightened bird, and he shouted loudly: "Hurry up, keep shooting, don't let her come!"

But Yingluo doesn't need to be bulleted, or rather, she is a bullet herself!

No, she's faster than a bullet!

Learned from Okita Soji's stunt "shrinking the ground" launched, her body was pressed very low, almost close to the ground, even the sound of the wind was left behind her, and in a second, Yingluo rushed into the enemy group, and the other party had just opened the chamber.

In another second, the light of the knife took away the arms, severed the thighs, and then smeared their necks, and in an instant the four guards became objects called pieces of flesh, crackling and falling to the ground, blood splattering all around, slowly flowing down the walls.

"Do you know why I don't have my own knife?" Yingluo said to Miyabe, "Because with the knife, I can't tell if the stab is paper or a person!"

Devil's words!

Miyabe's swollen red eyes bulged outward, and he begged for mercy helplessly: "Don't, don't kill me!"

"It's too late!"

The sword light in Yingluo's hand slashed from the bottom up, slashing at Miyabe's fat belly, and his left hand pushed the blade, increasing the power of the slash and making the upward impact more powerful.

"Flying Heavenly Sword Stream, Dragon Soaring!"

Kikuichi tore through the flesh and fat, cut the internal organs and bones, and Miyabe was cut into two pieces in the scream. Under the powerful force, the upward momentum did not stop, and Yingluo jumped high, pressed against the upper half of his body, and directly broke through the roof.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the girl is picturesque!

"It's such a cool wind!" Young-rook stood on the roof, her long hair fluttering behind her. She stepped on the palace with one foot and looked into the distance: "Look, the prayer garden festival is still going on, people are still celebrating, and the smell of happiness is everywhere, how beautiful." What do you get by destroying it?"

The beheading does not kill people immediately, and Miyabe is suffering unimaginably in pain.

"Ask for ...... Please, kill, kill me!"

"Okay!"

The sword light fell, and Miyabe's head detached from his body, and rolled down the slope of the roof, falling to the ground and bounced a few times, and then rolled into the ditch by the side of the road, covered in sludge.

"The so-called big guys, their necks are not much harder than others!" The people of the Shinsengumi below were busy scooping their heads, Yingluo looked at Mingyue and licked his lips: "When the head secretary is injured, let's go to the bar together." ”