For some reason, Uesugi Kiyoshi has never been nervous in the face of the smoke of war.

On the first day he crossed over, he had stabbed ghosts with his hands, as long as he confirmed that it was an enemy, the knife in his hand was never merciful, and he didn't look like a high school student at all.

Of course, his mental age is not really a high school student.

The ghost fire also has a time to dissipate, and this type of guardian sword momentum naturally has an expiration date.

Uesugi Kiyoshi unhurriedly lowered his sword to his side with one hand, and with the other hand, he took a small flask from his waist and took a shallow sip.

Ever since he suspected that using the Ghost Fire might hasten his downfall, he had to take a sip of the medicinal wine that Li Fuyao had given him every time he wanted to use the Hundred Ghost Scrolls.

It's like a life-saving medicine, and it works.

The clear amber liquor trickled down the corners of his mouth, and then it was blown up by the wind and shattered in the wind and rain.

It was as if in the next second, the shattered bodies of those black raincoat gunners.

The faint mirage was broken by the lightning-like figure, and in an instant, Uesugi Kiyoshi ghostly disappeared in place, followed by a dull pop and suppressed meaningless whispers that sounded in the rain, and were quickly drowned out by the sound of the rain.

That short gap was enough for Uesugi Kiyoshi to write down the locations of all the gunners.

Then, after using a "flash" to pull in the distance, things are much simpler.

More than 20 gunmen, more than 20 knife swings.

In his current state, it would take him less than five seconds to swing twenty knives.

Rain and blood splashed, the figure of the young swordsman flickered, some hideous and terrifying heads fell to the ground quietly, and the sound of corpses falling into the water was dull and continuous, just in the blink of an eye, the queue of gunmen was killed by Uesugi Kiyoshi.

"The last one."

The person in front of him, Uesugi Kiyoshi, vaguely felt a little familiar, there was a serious scar on his face, half of his face was burned, although he was dying, but he still looked at himself with unwillingness, hatred, and madness, but there was no fear.

This is the die-hard loyalist of the source of the dragon sea, and the source will be like the head of the source of the source.

"Hmm... Did you cut down such a person on the night when you went to let Yuan Longhai pay for your life? ”

"Aren't you dead? It's a big life. ”

Thoughts like these flashed through his mind, but the sword in his hand didn't stop for a minute.

Then kill it again.

Between the lightning and flint, when the blade is about to kiss the neck.

There was a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and an afterimage slanted in, holding Uesugi Kiyoshi's knife staggeringly.

Uesugi Kiyoshi saw clearly, and the one blocking the road was also a knife.

Unsheathed knives.

Although Uesugi Kiyoshi has a standard knife in his hand, it doesn't mean that this knife is a defective product, and when you put it outside, this is also a treasure knife that sharpens iron like clay.

But he didn't even cut off the opponent's scabbard.

Moreover, Uesugi Kiyoshi faintly felt that since the knife appeared on the other side, the ghost face tattoo on his right arm was a little hot and hot, and he seemed to be restless, and this unusual temperature was even more obvious on a cold rainy day.

The boy Che Angang is excited...

The "ghost cut" seems to be eager to be pinched in the hands of the owner and show its edge.

His eyes turned to a pair of dead eyes.

The ordinary-looking young man was wearing a decent kendo uniform, his wrist was firmly holding the sheathed knife, and he was holding the sword momentum of Uesugi Kiyoshi's killing, his eyes were like stopping water, but if he carefully distinguished, he could still vaguely smell a trace of unrelieved hatred.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's heart was bright.

That swordsman of Genji, I'm afraid that's it.

It seems that his kendo practice is not in vain, when swinging the sword, he can collect all the complex emotions in his heart, and even calmly face the enemy who killed his father, so that his sword is not affected, and the hand holding the sword is as steady as a rock, which is not an easy thing to do.

However, Uesugi Kiyoshi did not have the idea of praising the enemy.

"Genharuya?"

In a questioning tone, Uesugi Qing spat out a name, but he was already sure in his heart.

"You want to save people?"

The corners of his mouth curled into a shallow, murderous smile.

Then, just when the joy of Gen Hiroki's escape from death had not yet disappeared on his face, a purple-gray mirage suddenly surged behind Uesugi Kiyoshi, instantly formed, and turned into a huge but somewhat dry ghost hand, which slammed Gen Hiroki to the ground with a thunderous slap.

The scorching smell of burning flesh soon came out, and Genhiroki's head made intimate contact with Po Youlu, and under the merciless "pat" of the ghost hand, it turned into a bowl of overturned tofu brains - red, white, broken, all flowing to the ground.

This man is dead.

Yuan Qingye's eyelids jumped fiercely, and there was a trace of ripples in his calm eyes.

Uesugi Kiyoshi withdrew his sword without hesitation, and his smile became more and more sarcastic.

"If it were me, I wouldn't be able to protect myself."

"I can't even hold a dog under my command, why are you practicing swords? Why don't you learn how to dance? ”

"Genji's swordsman, that's it?"

The words are not vicious, but combined with this situation, it has already made Yuan Qing's anger slowly ignite in his heart.

Yuan Hongshu is Yuan Longhai's left and right hand, and he is also the "old minister" who watched Yuan Qing grow up, and Yuan Qing also knew the news that he was fine, and he breathed a sigh of relief, a little lucky, but this blink of an eye is already a yin and yang.

If only he had reacted a little faster... Genhiroki doesn't have to die.

If he can stop that ghost hand...

Wait a minute!

Ghost hands?

Yuan Qing also took a few steps back suddenly, looking at the ghost hand that returned to Uesugi Kiyoshi's back and shook his palm wantonly, Yuan Qing's face also changed drastically.

At the same time, the sheathed knife in his hand also trembled slightly, as if in response to him, and let out a crisp sword sound.

Genji's "Oni Kiri" is the old enemy of the ghosts of the great rivers and mountains.

In the hand of Gen Harumiya, there is one of the few remaining ghost cuts in this world - the saber "knee cut" of the general Minamoto Yorimitsu.

Behind Uesugi Kiyoshi is the ghost king Ibaraki from the Great River Mountain, a genuine hell ghost hand.

The two meet each other and face each other.

"The ghost clan breath of the Great River Mountain, the Dong Wenyu of the Dongwen Society stands behind the Great River Mountain!"

"Could it be... The entire Dongwen Society incident was a trap planned by you, just to lure your father into the bait? ”

"You bastard..."

Yuan Qing, whose thoughts gradually distilled, didn't know what was made up in his brain, and in an instant his eyes were as red as rabbits, and the original calm of his mind had completely disappeared, and anger gradually occupied his mind.

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned, not knowing what this person was talking about, but he still shook his head slightly, without the interest of mockery, and slashed with his sword without hesitation.

This knife is a horizontal slash, because there is not much space for him to charge up, so it is just the beginning of a set of group of knives.

The next style is to cut or retreat, to split or to return, he has expected it in his heart, this is the consistent purpose of the new Yin Stream Thunder Knife, and the next is the fast knife like a storm.

Yuan Qing also saw this scene, the silver teeth bitten, and also angrily pulled out the knife, the "knee cut" in his hand choked out of the sheath, bringing out a cold light, mixed with the anger of the master, and greeted Uesugi Kiyoshi's sword.

After a short clash of gold and iron, two figures staggered by.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's complexion changed slightly.

It wasn't because the sword in his hand was cut off and the metal fragments fell to the ground with a clatter, and it wasn't because of the blood marks on his arm that were cut by the sword qi.

But...

Why is this knife just now so much like a new yin current..."one knife and two cuts"?