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He couldn't figure it out, why did this kid have so much strength?!

Good swordsmanship can be explained by what kind of family origin, but strength is a thing that is very unscientific no matter how you look at it. Well, we neon people also have to talk about science.

You're neither fat nor strong, you're just that tall, how can you have more strength than me?

If you don't talk about science, I'm going to die!" roared in the Ronin's heart.

Of course, Harita didn't care at all about what a corpse was thinking. Enemies, and three more!

The two companions fell to the ground and died, and the expression of the middle-aged ronin leader finally became serious. This kid can be called a samurai!

Dangerous!

Samurai must abide by the belief that they are not afraid of difficulties, are loyal to their duties, and are capable and brave. However, this criterion represents only an ideal, and the loyalty and bravery of the samurai are based on the master-slave system in which the lord to whom he is loyal can reward the samurai for their contributions.

But now, everyone is unemployed.

There are many people who come to participate in the war because they have nothing to do.

So now, it's up to each of them to see their skills.

In the dim jungle, the shadows of the trees are swaying.

The three middle-aged ronin leaders approached in a semicircular formation, and the cold light of the three katanas was breathtaking.

A drop of cold sweat dripped down, and Haruma's face tightened.

Obviously, the other side has given up the strategy of fighting separately and is pressing forward step by step. The pressure on him also increased with the almost unanimous footsteps of the other party.

It can't go on like this!

The psychological pressure has increased to a certain point, and the impact on strength is very great.

"Kill!" Haruma screamed, and her tiny body made a loud sound.

The footsteps of the three of them suddenly stagnated, and there was already a gap in the formation.

Qingtai's figure shot out vertically, sticking to the ground, and hit one person.

When the two knives were about to collide, Harita's body was slightly misaligned, dodging the blade, and the blade light turned and cut into the opponent's abdomen.

The two figures parted again.

The person who was hit was holding his abdomen with his left hand, and the specific injuries could not be seen clearly in the dim woods, but Harita judged that the opponent's combat power had definitely been greatly weakened based on his strength.

With a muffled snort, the other party endured the pain and retreated slightly. Take the other two companions as horns.

The next moment.

Qingtai's short figure fought with the three of them in an instant, the sword light burst out, and the roar of gold and iron continued. In just a few breaths, several people have fought dozens of times.

Qiang Qiang ——!

The sword light flickered, and Qingta's brows were tightly locked, but his subordinates made quick moves. Among these three opponents, those two minions had mediocre martial arts, and one of them was also severely injured by Haruta, if it weren't for the other two desperately attacking, Haruta would have already cut them down!

The biggest threat is still the middle-aged ronin leader!

The ruthless swordsmanship, surpassing the strength of Harita, is definitely a strong opponent!

If it's one-on-one, Qingta won't look down on him, but three-on-one, it's not okay to be steady!

With the flickering of the sword, Harita resisted the attacks of the two while desperately attacking the middle-aged ronin leader.

During the battle, Haruta gradually mastered the shrunken body, and with the advantage of her body, Harita tossed and turned, moving closer to the side of the injured samurai when the opponent was not looking.

The murderous aura is rushing in an instant!

Haruta rolled on a lazy donkey, dodging the two knives that came from behind, and then the katana in his hand burst out, slashing at the wounded samurai.

Bell ——!

Blocked it! The injured samurai Ichiki, if he can drag Harita, then Haruta who exposes his back will inevitably be killed by others!

Turn!

Haruma's face was bruised, and the knife turned around, slashing horizontally at the opponent's arm holding the knife.

Blood splattered all over the ground, and Haruta turned sideways in time to dodge the knife that also rushed from the opposite side.

In the stunned eyes, the injured samurai's arm was cut open!

"Ah——!h His arm was almost cut off by Qing Tai, and the white bones of Sen Sen were faintly visible!

"Die!" Seeing the tragic situation of his companion, the other two behind him were furious, and the furious blades struck.

The stabbing of the wind blade sounded behind him.

Haruta subconsciously lunged forward, dodging the first knife. Roll over and run at a rapid pace. A burning pain in his back hit.

Hurt!

A look of pain flashed on Harita's face, and then it was instantly covered with determination.

At this point, the battle was no longer a random encounter at the beginning, but a never-ending battle! Harita killed the other two and almost killed one of them, and the remaining two would only be ghosts if they didn't come to him to settle accounts.

And Harita, naturally, he won't let go of these guys who pick up corpses at night and kill "kids"!

Run!

Run!

Haruma gasped violently, and even though it was only for a minute or two, he had actually exhausted a lot of physical strength. If he were to fight again now, he would probably be killed due to exhaustion!

So, avoid the enemy's edge.

In the dim woods, it is almost impossible to discern the target.

The middle-aged ronin leader and his only remaining companion, the two of them were back to back, guarding the surroundings.

Just now, they lost Haruma's figure!

It's dangerous!

Who knows what other means that little imp has not used! After the battle has been fought so far, their hearts are full of chills and a strong sense of regret.

I don't know where a little ghost came from, something that can usually be killed at hand, actually beheaded three samurai on their side in an instant!

It was pitch black all around, and the moonlight loomed.

The hearts of the two of them were cold, and they felt as if there was a wild beast watching them at any moment. As long as you reveal a flaw, you will usher in a thunderous attack!

"Get out of here!" the only remaining dragon roared, as if trying to dispel the fear and timidity in his heart with his voice.

There was silence.

"Boss, let's get out first! it's too dangerous here!" the dragon samurai whispered, his voice tinged with timidity.

In the faint moonlight, the middle-aged ronin leader glared at him fiercely, but after looking at his surroundings, he finally nodded.

Wait for tomorrow, and in the future, labor and management will definitely kill this damn imp!

Thinking of the other party's skills and age, the middle-aged ronin leader's heart was chilled. This guy must be killed as soon as possible!

The two of them followed suit, slowly moving out of the woods.

When they saw the spaciousness outside, the two of them showed a natural relaxation on their faces.

"Whoosh——!

The whistling sound came from nowhere, and the dragon warrior screamed, and a crossbow arrow stuck straight into his vest. The dragon set samurai didn't even make a muffled sound, and then he was silent.

Cold sweat.

The middle-aged ronin leader had a cold sweat on his head, and he stared vigilantly at his surroundings, especially the dark woods. At this time, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

Whoosh! Whoosh——

Three crossbow arrows burst out, and with it was the figure of Harita!

The three arrows are full of energy, this is the famous bear-killing cross brought by the previous world!

The middle-aged ronin leader was horrified, guarding against crossbow arrows and worrying about Harita's attack. Cold sweat flowed.

Hmmm——!

After all, the middle-aged ronin leader was very experienced, and he jumped to dodge the crossbow arrows, and then made a half-crouch riot. Harita sighed and stopped rushing.

He knew that it would be difficult for a crossbow to get rid of this guy!

First of all, his crossbow arrows are wild roads, all assisted by the system, and secondly, the samurai of this world cannot be inferred by common sense. Even without supernatural abilities, they can be ten or even hundred!

Even at the level of the Star Sea Fang Master, one person can be the enemy of the entire planet! Okay, this is a bit exaggerated.

But the power of the samurai is also terrifying when it is exerted to the extreme!

The scene cuts back to the scene.

Harita and the middle-aged ronin leader are opposite, each armed with a sword. Both of them stared at each other with their eyes, their pupils revealing murderous intent.

Move slowly under your feet, get closer, and then walk in circles with each other. This is to find the flaws of the opponent!

At a certain moment, the middle-aged ronin leader, no, the middle-aged bare-roded ronin let out a long shout, and the katana cut through the sky. Qing Tai hit the water like a middle stream, and he didn't hurry to meet it.

The two knives struck each other, Harita's knife was slightly wrong, and the sparks appeared, and the two knives were misplaced, cutting diagonally towards each other.

Thorn -

The middle-aged ronin's eyes flashed with a crazy look, and he actually planned to exchange injuries for injuries. How do you think that being hit by the same attack, the probability of Haruma being injured is greater, right?

Cut!

Qingtai's eyes are calm, he who has practiced the wisdom of the mirror heart, although he is not a master of swordsmanship, but he is more than enough, and he is still a little sure of dodging the attack of this ronin from a wild road.

The figure was slightly misaligned again, forming an elegant posture, and the middle-aged ronin's katana slashed right past Haruta's side, slicing through his shirt, but Harita's knife struck his head at a faster speed.

Hiss——!

The middle-aged ronin didn't even think about it, and threw his head back sharply, holding the ground with one hand. The cold light sliced across his shoulder, cutting a gap.

Retreat——!

Harita hit and did not pursue.

The two sides returned to their previous state again, the difference is that the middle-aged ronin's face is much more ugly. Although Haru is too hard to see.

His left shoulder was cut by Harita's knife, and blood gushed out. The look of pain flashed on his face, and the muscles of the middle-aged ronin instantly tensed. This will reduce the amount of bleeding!

Fortunately, it was the left shoulder that was hit, and if it was the right shoulder, then it might not have to be hit directly.

Taking a step back, Haruta lunged up again.

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

The knife went straight to the point, and the middle-aged ronin resisted left and right, and in the blink of an eye, he was let go of a few more openings by Qingtai. Now his appearance is similar to that of Hanako on the street.

In the moonlight, the middle-aged ronin's face became paler and paler.

Lost too much blood!

After losing too much blood, ordinary people will have various symptoms such as paleness, fainting, low blood pressure, cold hands and feet, weakness, shortness of breath, and fast and weak pulse.

Although the middle-aged ronin has good strength, he is still a mortal in the flesh after all. In a trance, a hazy knife shadow descended.

A six-yang leader is flying.

A fountain of blood splattered.

In the moonlight, Haruta gasped slightly.