On both sides of the road, the two factions fought together, the red-clothed warrior's sword skills were abnormal, and the gray-robed warrior was outnumbered. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe two gangs of people and horses were bloody and in a stalemate for a while.

And in the middle of the road, the tip of Harita's knife pointed at Takeda Shingen, and his feet took a step and slowly walked forward. Although the speed was slow, each step seemed to be heavy, and as he advanced, his momentum grew stronger with this step.

The two groups of people who fought together had a strange tacit understanding, as if they had ignored the avenue in the middle.

"Sugimoto-kun, we don't seem to have any deep hatred before, that dead ninja is just your landlord, as for chasing and killing you, I can compensate you with 10 million yuan! No, 100 million! I am willing to pay 100 million yuan to buy my life!"

Every step of Harita seemed to be stepping on Takeda Shingen's heart, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from Takeda Shingen's forehead, trying to persuade Harita.

He is the governor of the Takeda clan, and he was born to be a high-ranking son of a famous family, so he is naturally unwilling to fight with the other party in person.

What's more, he hasn't really done it for more than ten years, and the fierce lion back then seems to be old.

Harita didn't speak, but continued her movements, her eyes just staring at Shingen Takeda's body, as if looking for the place to start.

Takeda Shingen closed his mouth, his face solemn, holding an ancient katana in both hands, and his eyes were also staring at Harita.

He knew it couldn't be good!

Who would have thought that this kid would be so unruly and directly lead the blood moon to attack Nishiueno. It is completely impossible to stop now. At this point, the two sides are bound to fight to the death!

Gradually, Harita's pace became slower and slower, but the atmosphere was becoming more and more solemn.

It's like a dark cloud pressing down.

Takeda Shingen felt that his heartbeat was chaotic, and there seemed to be signs of approaching the other party's footsteps. Sweat trickled down his forehead. He knew he couldn't go on like this!

As a kendo master, even if it was only once, Takeda Shingen also knew very well that Harita's move was commonly used in samurai duels, but ordinary people only put some psychological pressure on their opponents at most. And Qingtai was able to mobilize his killing intent to bless this momentum!

This momentum is already terrifying!

If this knife is cut out, it will definitely be an earth-shattering shock!

"Ahh

Closer! Closer!

Takeda Shingen was happy in his heart, as long as Harita's momentum was blocked, then he would have the strength to fight! I believe that with his decades of honed and refined swordsmanship, as well as his old and spicy experience, he will definitely be able to kill the other party!

Qing Tai looked at the oncoming blade, her face was indifferent, like a pool of ancient wells, deep and waveless. At the moment when the sword wind is in the air, the hands are joined together and the diagonal chop is made.

Qiang!

The sound of gold and iron clashing came, and Takeda Shingen only felt a terrifying force coming from Haruma's knife, and then, his hands creaked.

Peng!

The katana flew up, and Takeda Shingen was actually slashed away by Harita's move.

He only felt as if he had been hit by an ox cart, and his chest was full of breath, and he took a few steps back, his hands trembled, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. (There are no trucks in Nishi-Ueno)

How can it be?!

Takeda Shingen looked at Haruma's slowly approaching figure with a look of horror and fear.

A terrible terror enveloped him!

I'm going to die!

This crazy and somewhat ridiculous thought haunted him. He stepped back in a panic.

A sneer hung on the corner of Haruma's mouth, he didn't mind torturing this guy a little before he died. Compared with the physical pain, this kind of psychological torture before death must be even more terrifying!

Takeda Shingen naturally can't say that he is innocent of death, and even, in the eyes of the people of Nishiueno, he is likely to be a great figure, a hero, and a person worthy of loyalty!

But what does all this have to do with him?

All Harita wants is revenge.

Revenge has nothing to do with right or wrong.

One life for one life, one knife for another.

If you kill my Uncle Ape Fei, then you will pay it with your life. Fair, isn't it?

Take your life, Takeda Governor! Haruta is holding on to the knife, her black hair fluttering, with a cold and murderous aura.

"Lord Governor!"

The guards of the Takeda clan, who were fighting with the Blood Moon next to them, almost burst into tears when they saw this scene, and hurriedly let go of their opponents, intending to come to the rescue of their own family governor.

The red-clothed warriors looked at each other with a steady gaze, and they were not worried about their adults. For the leader of Harita, they have an almost blind worship.

On this side, Qingtai's eyes did not blink, her expression was indifferent, like swatting a fly, and the knife light crossed the strange trajectory, landed on the opponent's neck, and wiped it.

Gently stepping over the corpse, he was like a true devil, and like a glorious god of war, he lightly dismissed the enemies who stood in his way, and slew one person after another who stood in his way.

The corpse was laid all the way.

The corners of Takeda Shingen's mouth were still overflowing with blood, and looking at this terrifying scene, he understood why those people called Haruta a Rakshasa!

This is a terrifying swordsman who can kill people with a smile!

He seemed to see a smile on the corner of Haruta's mouth with a hint of pity.

No!

No!

I'm the governor of the Takeda family, how could I fall into such a situation?!Takeda Shingen roared wildly in his heart, roaring angrily, but his body seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't get rid of Harita's momentum lock at all.

It was as if the soul was imprisoned in the body.

Closer.

Haruma slowly approached, with a strange smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were cold, and she slashed it with a knife!

Whew!

The cold light swept over Takeda Shingen's head, and the blinding light made him involuntarily close his eyes.

Are you going to die?

He was in a trance, as if he had seen his own corpse.

Darkness, here is darkness.

Boom!

A roar woke him up.

He opened his eyes blankly, only to see a man fighting with Haruma.

That's, Juro?!I'm not dead?!

This side.

Harita and Takeda Shingen's son, Juro, were fighting together, and the other had a bloody wound on his left arm. It was caused by Harita's intention to kill Shingen!

The knife that contained Qingtai's killing heart was caught by the young man in front of him!

Although the conditions were cruel, it was indeed caught!

Is it for his father?

How does it feel like you've become a villain?

He smiled dumbly and began to look the man in front of him.

Takeda Juro, a young and handsome man, his usual gentle face was gone, and at this time he was covered in bruises, and his left arm was covered with blood, staining his green shirt with a look of embarrassment. But there was madness in his eyes.

"Don't hurt your father!" "Juro was almost insane.

Yes, with his strength alone, not to mention three, even five he can't resist Harita, but, with the support of that terrifying belief, he temporarily withstood Harita's attack.

Although every blow made his fingers tremble, and his arms were like falling kilograms, he blocked it!

With a hint of joy, Juro looked at his father.

Takeda Shingen sat down on the ground in a daze at this time.

Qing Tai sighed blankly, but his subordinates waved their knives mercilessly.

Whew!

A dazzling sword light crossed the sky, like a longbow piercing the sun, and Qingtai's body was like a big bow, and the knife in his hand turned into a crossbow arrow, which wanted to penetrate everything and strike horizontally.

Shiro tried his best to resist, but was hit back by a strong wave of Hong Zhong.

The next moment, Harita's sword light twisted, and it easily slashed his body.

The picture froze for a moment.

With a trace of attachment to the world, with a trace of admiration for his father, Shiro slowly closed his eyes.

Boom!

His body fell to the ground.

Takeda Shingen stared blankly at his son's corpse, his eyes were blank, as if the sky was falling, as if the world was apocalyptic.

Juro, dead?

Qing leaned too low and straightened the other party's clothes.

Regardless of friend or foe, regardless of identity, regardless of strength, this is a respectable opponent!