Chapter 368: Battle Sword Saint (Ask for subscription, reward)

Gu Er did not swear an alliance with her, did not open his mouth to agree to Gu Ying's courtship, and similarly, did not say no.

Because at this moment, his heart is complicated.

As the saying goes, love is the most difficult word to understand.

Although the deity is not an ordinary person, it is not bothered by the word love.

Tianyi is not pretty, but Gu Bei still likes it.

Why is that?

In two days in Japan, Gu Ying and Gu Er traveled through most of Japan, and almost all of them experienced the good scenery, scenery, streets and alleys, food, and entertainment.

Of course, except for the unique "scenery" of Japan - women's worries, Gu Er did not touch it.

During the two days that Gu Er was by her side, Gu Ying was like a happy little girl, thinking about nothing, doing nothing, carefree, sweet and happy all the time on her face.

Gu Ying cherishes the time the two of them spend together.

Don't want to waste a moment.

Even if it was very late at night, Gu Ying didn't want to lie on the cold hotel bed alone, but pulled Gu Er hard and asked Gu Er to chat with him.

Most of the time, Gu Ying fell asleep while chatting, and lay down in Gu Er's arms very unceremoniously, just like that.

Gu Er did not deliberately avoid Gu Ying, as if he was saying his final goodbye, trying his best to meet all Gu Ying's requirements, and let her be coquettish.

At dusk on the third day, the sunset stretched the figures of the two people for a long, long time.

Gu Ying stretched her waist, and sighed with some resentment on her little face: "Time is so fast, my vacation is over, it's time to go back to work again!"

"It's a long time coming!"

Gu Er reached out and rubbed Gu Ying's hair, softly reassuring.

"After returning to the motherland, will you still be with me as you are now?

Gu Ying's beautiful eyes looked at Gu Er's eyes expectantly.

Gu Er looked up at the sunset on the horizon, and said without sadness or joy, "If you have time, you will."

Gu Ying smiled sweetly, leaning on Gu Er's shoulder, and the shadows of the two merged together, as if heaven and earth were appraising the feelings between the two of them.

This evening, Gu Er did not chat with Gu Ying, but said that he had something to do, so he left.

Gu Ying said expectantly, "I'll wait for you", just like a virtuous wife, waiting for her husband to go out to run errands and return, and only after getting Gu Er's nod did she happily go back to her room to sleep alone.

......

Night falls completely, and the fishing fires of the North Sea illuminate the direction of the fishermen in the dim light.

The waves crashed against the reef of the cliff of Mt. Fuso, as if they were about to rush to the top of Mt. Fuso and rush into the vast sky.

A thin old man, sitting alone on the cliff of Fusang Mountain, feeling the magnificence of heaven and earth, feeling the insignificance of human beings, the arrogance of his body, and the loneliness of a master lingers around him.

In front of him, on the hard rock, was a scimitar.

But in Fuso, there are blades on both sides, and the shape is slightly curved, which is a sword!

The old man's sword, like the old man himself, is arrogant and lonely.

"You're finally here!"

The old man didn't look back, and his hoarse voice had already come out, still without waves in the ancient well, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

Obviously, the state of the old man is well adjusted.

Dressed in a blood-red robe, Gu Er stood against the wind, staring at each other with an interested expression, there was no fear or dodge in his eyes, only indifference.

"A hundred years of loneliness, who can understand! Since you know the way of heaven, you must have realized the cause of the Tao!"

The old man looked at Gu Er, his expression had a sense of sympathy and sympathy, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was talking to the red-robed young man in front of him, "The old man has not reached the heart of heaven, and he wants to ask for a lesson!"

As he spoke, the old man actually got up slowly and bowed deeply ninety degrees towards Gu Er.

This old man is the most powerful figure in the Japanese country, especially the kendo, which is unmatched.

The name "nameless" resounded throughout Japan 50 years ago.

It's just that at that time, the old man still had a name.

But now, the old man has forgotten his name, he has forgotten everything about himself, and even forgotten that he is still alive.

He only wanted to pursue the Tao and pursue his own kendo.

The ultimate kendo.

However, after 50 years, he failed to take the last step.

Three days ago, he met Gu Er to kill the Muto family.

The old man felt the momentum on Gu Er's body, and knew that the red-robed young man in front of him was the only person who could break through the shackles of swordsmanship.

When they met that day, they were squeezed and wanted to invite Gu Bei to fight.

But when he saw Gu Er's indifferent mental performance, the old man knew that he had done it too much.

Even if he didn't have to say anything, this young man would agree to his appointment.

Therefore, when he saw Gu Er arriving today, the old man bowed deeply to express his gratitude.

"The way of the sword, from sharpening, from fighting, to find your own sword heart in the fight!"

Gu Er opened his mouth lightly, but he told him his understanding of kendo without reservation, and finally shook his head helplessly and sighed, "It's a pity, you're wrong!"

"Impossible!

As soon as he heard Gu Er's judgment, the old man immediately jumped like thunder, "The old man has been looking for the sword for more than 100 years, and he is only missing one kick at the door, one kick at the door, the old man's sword path will definitely not be wrong!"

The old man looked like he was crazy, the black robe of the warrior around him was drumming, his long pale hair was dancing, and his dry right hand grabbed it in the air, and the scimitar inserted in the hard rock immediately flew into the old man's hand with a "clang".

The scimitar's double-edged edges shook and shined, and the sharp edge remained in the middle of the rock, motionless.

On the top of the entire cliff, only the sound of the sword in the old man's hand remained.

"Today's battle, just to show the sword intent! Your Excellency, please show your soldiers!"

The old man held a scimitar in his right hand, and the sword aura around his body was overflowing, and even the air contained sword intent, and the wind cut his skin, and there was a slight pain.

The old man stretched out his hand to invite Gu Er.

"My sword, in my heart!"

Gu Er said indifferently, his right hand was slowly raised, and a long sword condensed from blood qi suddenly appeared in his hand.

The red glow of the sword body is shining, full of bloodthirsty fierceness, but it also contains the way of peace and tranquility.

It seems to be a contradiction, but it reflects each other and blends and meshes.

"Old and decayed life, only three swords, Your Excellency, please take it!"

The old man raised the knife in both hands, high above his head, and the scimitar in his hand seemed to be longer than his thin body, which looked a little nondescript.

But for a hundred years, no one in Japan dared to despise the double-edged scimitar in the hands of the old man.

As the scimitar was raised, a layer of rich sword qi immediately lingered on the twin blades, almost reaching the essence.

Raise your knife and slash!

The old man didn't have the slightest fancy move, and simplified the complex, just like these two actions, he directly slashed down with a knife.

Gu Er could feel the old man's sword intent, his demonic star eyes were extremely solemn, his right hand was slowly raised, and he made almost the same movement as the old man, slashing down.

At this moment, Gu Er also did not retain his cultivation, swallowing the essence blood last night, coupled with the blessing of the breath of nature, the cultivation that had been promoted to the end of the Jindan realm completely broke out, and he used his first sword.

(End of chapter)