Takeda Shingen suddenly turned around, no longer looking at anyone, and walked straight into the distance.

A dozen ninjas dressed in pitch-black suits were also missing.

Kansuke Yamamoto stared at Wusheng quietly, quietly facing an unprecedented opponent, but his hand could not touch the hilt of the sword, let alone react.

For a warrior, it is really a painful thing.

He really wanted to kill Wusheng, and he also wanted to be killed by Wusheng, this was what he thought in his heart, but he could only say, "I'll tell you what it means to kill." ”

"You say, I'll listen."

"The so-called mass murder is to kill people on the battlefield, you can kill as many people as you want, you can not only kill, but also take others to kill together, this is mass killing."

Silent without life.

In Yamamoto's bright and cold eyes, there was a look of boredom and disgust, a kind of boredom and disgust that went deep into the bone marrow and blood, and he smiled quietly when he saw the lifeless rock-like cheeks, "Haven't you tried to kill?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"You are born to kill people, you can go with me to kill, I promise you will definitely have a good time killing."

Silent without life.

Ah Guo had vomited, and she really couldn't stand this bloody killing.

She collapsed on the cold bridge and vomited, as if she was going to vomit all the food in her stomach.

No wind, no light.

There was nothing but darkness in the night, and it was lonely, empty, and insane.

Kansuke Yamamoto stopped talking and slowly disappeared into the night, ghostly.

With the kind of boredom and disgust that penetrates deep into the bone marrow and seeps into the blood, he may not like to kill, but he has to kill, because he was born in this era, this era is an era of killing, not an era of peace, he can only get more remuneration by killing people, to feed his family, not to let his wife starve, and his son will not become a monk.

When Ah Guo's body no longer trembles, it is also the time when the dawn is approaching.

Qiao Ji really came back at this time, she stood coldly not far from Wusheng, staring at Wusheng coldly, "You ......." ”

"Yes, I've been waiting for you here."

Hashihime turned around coldly, suddenly plopped, and jumped into the water.

Wusheng gently picked up Ah Guo and sighed softly, this woman is asleep, he is not a strong man, it is not easy to hold on until now.

A person at the head of the bridge suddenly fixed a wooden sign, set it and left.

When Wusheng passed by the wooden sign, he suddenly stopped, not wanting to leave a single step.

The font on the wooden sign is neat.

When the sun rises, on the Tang Bridge, wash your neck and bring your gun.

The following signature is Qingcheng Ten Soldiers.

In fact, it's normal for people who don't know Qingcheng Shibingwei, but it's not normal if they don't know Qingcheng Shibinglang, because this person is not a good person, let alone a good person.

Such a person is prone to danger to people, so the people here will only remember him, not his brother.

Qingcheng Ten Soldiers Guards only kill people for the sake of competition, but Qingcheng Ten Soldiers Lang is different, he will kill people without competition, he kills people more crazy than the victorious generals on the battlefield, and he is more enthusiastic.

He was originally a close confidant of Uesugi Kenshin, and for many years he followed Uesugi Kenshin to fight hard and kill people on the battlefield, and he has become a murderous madman, which is a kind of madness, and he can't live without killing, so Uesugi Kenshin drove him away.

Because the battlefield is not available all the time, and the people in the army are not used to kill him, just after he killed more than two hundred masters, Uesugi Kenshin really couldn't bear this madness, so he put him in an iron cage, pulled him back to the city, and handed him over to the Seijo Ten Guards.

Before the sun rose, a line of people in white appeared in the distance, with a strip of white cloth tied to their heads.

His expression was painful and sad, and after seeing the lifeless, he could not tell the resentment and resentment.

More than a dozen people put down the huge cage, and a pair of eyes inside stared directly at everyone outside, as if everyone was his enemy and his opponent.

The cage opened, and a man handed him a sword, and then pointed at Wusheng.

The knife flashed.

The man fell suddenly, staring at the tip of the sword with a pair of eyes stunned, the tip of the sword dripping with blood.

A dozen people in the back suddenly retreated to the bridge, standing far away, everyone unwilling to get close.

Qingcheng Shibing Lang was also like other madmen, he couldn't speak, and pounced directly, and the sword light frightened the birds in the forest, and also frightened everyone's soul.

When a dozen people fell, they didn't dare to imagine that it was real.

Why did this man let his enemies go away and kill them? A string of blood pillars emerged from everyone's chest, and when the screams disappeared, Wusheng had swept up like light smoke, and more than a dozen sword lights suddenly floated up.

Sure enough, it's the madman's swordsmanship, the madman's sword path.

There were already a few sword wounds on the lifeless body, and there were more than a dozen more sword wounds on his own body, one deeper than the other, and one longer than the other.

"Don't run away, I can let you kill me, kill me how you want, I will never escape."

What he said was the truth, he didn't run away, others didn't kill him, he helped others to kill himself, and swung a sword fiercely in his body.

Wusheng flew to the depths of the forest with bloodstains, staring and poking at the ten soldiers of Qingcheng with empty eyes like spears, and did not see this person, only to see the trees falling down, and more than a dozen trees had fallen in an instant, and this one under Wusheng's feet also fell.

So he swept towards the river like a light smoke, and stood on the surface of the river like a stone statue.

Maniacs like to laugh madly, and he is no exception, "Is my sword very good at killing?" ”

Silent without life.

Suddenly, he turned around like a stone statue, his butt pointed at the man, and his gun didn't like to kill him.

The sword flashed.

The river broke suddenly, the water surface fluctuated violently, swept by like a light smoke, and fell to the shore, "Are you the ten soldiers of Qingcheng?" ”

Qingcheng Ten Soldiers Lang sneered, "My name is Sick Lang, not Qingcheng Ten Soldiers." ”

Sigh of nothingness.

"Why didn't you shoot?"

Silent without life.

The river slowly calmed down, Qingcheng Shibing Lang smiled coldly, just when he laughed the craziest and most intense, a figure suddenly jumped out of the river, and the figure suddenly passed, and the cold light flashed.

The cold light disappeared, and the figure disappeared.

The smile on the faces of the ten soldiers of Qingcheng suddenly froze, froze to death, and suddenly fell.

Wusheng glanced at the Ten Soldiers of Qingcheng, and a light appeared in his empty eyes, a cheerful and exciting light.

Even breathing was short.

It's the first time I've seen such a skill, and it's rare to be so fast.

The wound is smooth and perfect, the strength and position of the lower cut are just right, the force used is neither more nor less, the position is not more than one point, not less than one point, everything seems just right, no more, no less, isn't this the most perfect state?

The intestines, liver, heart, and stomach ...... in the stomach have completely separated from the body, and the body has turned into an empty shell.

How does this wound do it? What kind of people did it?

Standing on the side like a lifeless stone statue, the stone statue was motionless, and a pair of eyes were surprisingly bright.

When Ah Guo woke up, he only glanced at it, and suddenly screamed hard, "Who is this?" ”

Wusheng sighed and stroked Ah Guo's back, "You don't have to be afraid, he is dead." ”

Ah Guo closed his eyes, only to feel his stomach twitch violently.

He had seen a dead man, and this was the first time he had seen such a dead man, "but this dead man ...... also." ”

"This is the first time you've ever seen a death like this?"

Ah Guo nodded, "This is really too scary." ”

Silent without life.

Holding him to the street, two people stood on a wooden stake in the middle of the street, two hats, the hat was pressed very low, and when they saw Wusheng coming, they suddenly greeted him.

"I haven't seen you all night, but are you okay?"

Wusheng nodded.

He didn't ask who they were, or why they followed him.

Ah Guo has already asked, "Why do you always follow us?" ”

"Because if we don't follow the spear god, both legs will be broken."

"Who are you?"

"We are Kansuke Yamamoto's cronies, and we will satisfy you for whatever you want to do here."

"Why do you have a hat in there, are you afraid that others will recognize you?"

"Yes, it's not Kai here, we can't show our faces."

Ah Guo nodded, "Are you a little bold when you come to North Shinano?" ”

They are indeed bold enough, this is where Uesugi Kenshin's power lies, as long as there is a slight mistake, he will definitely die, and Uesugi Kenshin will never let go of Takeda Shingen, a retainer.

Ah Guo gradually admired Takeda Shingen, who dared to personally venture into the hinterland of his opponent.

This is the last teahouse in the city, and the environment is also very elegant.

Wusheng didn't drink tea, his heart seemed to have flown to the river, on the bones.

Mysterious figures, mysterious shots, mysterious causes of death, all this is enough to attract lifeless.

There were not a few officers and soldiers wearing armor outside, and everyone's expressions were very dull, and perhaps they would not feel happy after suffering from the pain of war.

Only then did the two men remove the hats, one had a round and chubby face, and the other had a square face, but he was extremely thin.

The round face bowed down and said, "In Shimoyamaguchi Shuichi, please forgive me for the interruption." ”

Fang Face bowed and said, "In Shimokuroda Mori, take care of the spear god." ”

Wusheng nodded.

"If the spear god has anything to ask, just ask, don't be polite."

"You're all familiar with Shinano?"

The two nodded.

"Who's the best guy here?"

"Qingcheng Ten Guards."

"Are there any other masters here?"

"Nope."

Speechless, his eyes had fallen outward.

A group of people will carry the bones slowly through the middle of the street, and the people on the side will stay away.

Wusheng pointed to a corpse at the back, this person was Qingcheng Shibing Lang, "Have you ever seen such a way to die?" ”

Shuichi Yamaguchi's face changed.

Kuroda Mori's face also changed.

"Do you know who this is?"

"Kill the Fish Emperor." When Shuiichi Yamaguchi said these three words, his face was already pale and weak.

"Who is the Fish Killer?"

"He's not a man, he's a demon."

Wusheng nodded, "Can you find him?" ”

Shuichi Yamaguchi's face changed miserably, "The spear god wants to duel with him?" ”

"Yes."

Shu Yamaguchi was silent, his hands suddenly clenched, and he trembled slightly.

"Are you afraid of this man?"

Yamaguchi nodded, and the fear in his eyes was even stronger.

"He's the killer here?"

"Yes." Shuichi Yamaguchi stared at Wusheng, "Did the spear god see this person?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"Could it be that you have done it?"

"No, this man is a master, I'm going to duel with him."

Shuichi Yamaguchi's mouth closed tightly and he stopped talking.

"Where does he live?"

Shu Yamaguchi shook his head, and the fear on his face became even stronger.

"Is it hard for you to find this person?"

Yamaguchi Shu nodded, "No one dared to go to him, there were many kendo masters who used to duel with him, and they all died in the end." ”

"No one has found the Fish Killer Emperor now?"

Yamaguchi Shu nodded, "This time, Lord Takeda came out to look for this person." ”

Wusheng nodded.

Takeda Shingen has obtained such a master, which is undoubtedly like a tiger's wings, and his strength has undoubtedly increased greatly.

Yamaguchi Xiu smiled, "Lord Takeda has not been disappointed when he is in danger this time, although he has not found the Fish Killing Emperor, he has found another master. ”

"Which master is it?"

"It's you." Shuichi Yamaguchi smiled and stared at Wusheng, "It's you, the spear god, and we can't believe that Fuso actually has a person like you." ”

Silent without life.

He sighed deeply, and suddenly turned to face the door.

The lattice door was suddenly opened by the people outside, and a group of samurai in dark wide robes and big sleeves stared coldly at Shuichi Yamaguchi and Kuroda Mori coldly.

There is a snow-white bamboo finch pattern embedded in the clothes.

Ah Guo squirted out a mouthful of tea that choked her and rolled her eyes, "Who are you, so rude?" ”

The men sneered, "I know you. ”

Shuichi Yamaguchi said coldly, "You know me? ”

"You are a fierce general under Takeda Shingen, Shuichi Yamaguchi."

Shu Yamaguchi nodded and admitted, "Your Excellency is so polite and brought so many people over to welcome me." ”

The man sneered and nodded, "If someone else had come, we wouldn't have used such pomp, but you're different." ”

Shuichi Yamaguchi sneered and was silent.

"We are all martial arts practitioners, and we don't have to grind our teeth, so please come with me."

Shu Yamaguchi nodded.

He looked at Wusheng, his face showing apology and guilt, "It seems that we are going to ......." ”

"It seems that you have a big face, and I want to see it too."

Shuichi Yamaguchi's face showed joy, "You're going too?" ”

"Yes, why can't I go?"

Ah Guo smiled.

But her heart is afraid, and she is as afraid as she wants.

Shuichi Yamaguchi walked out with a smile, and Musheng followed them out.

Ah Guo bit his lip lightly, his face was full of displeasure, but he couldn't say a word, Wusheng put the cloak in his hand, "Hold him, don't let go." ”

The sun is shining, and the branches are motionless.

More than a dozen samurai led them into the extremely ornate dojo, which was wide and wide with only one thing, the sword frame.

Four sword stands are placed in four different corners, and each sword stand has seven wooden swords on it.

Forty or fifty sword-practicing people sat cross-legged on either side, looking nervous and excited.

"This is a kendo dojo, we are all samurai, so we should use swords to solve it."

Shu Yamaguchi nodded and admitted, "Yes, we are all samurai, and solving it with a sword is our only option." ”

As he spoke, he untied the two swords from his body and handed them to Kuroda Mori.

Kuroda Mori smiled, "You're a samurai?" ”

Shuichi Yamaguchi smiled and nodded, "I am." ”

Kuroda Mori didn't hold the two swords, but untied the two swords on his body, and he suddenly handed them to Shuichi Yamaguchi, "I want to duel him too." ”

He didn't let Shuichi Yamaguchi speak, and continued, "At least one of us is going to live." ”

Yamaguchi Shu nodded, he understood what his companion was thinking, since he couldn't live, it was better to die first, hoping not to let go of Wusheng, this is the person that Lord Takeda personally fancies.

Kuroda Mori gritted his teeth and stopped looking at him.

He took out a wooden sword from the sword rack and walked to the middle, quietly waiting for others to fight with him.

The man gripped the hilt of his sword and sneered, "I know you too." ”

Kuroda Mori was silent.

He gripped the hilt of his sword tightly and stared at the sword, which was now a little changed, and it couldn't escape his eyes.

When a swordsman is dueling, he must not have other thoughts, he can only think about the sword in the opponent's hand, and the sword in the opponent's hand is where the victory or defeat lies.

"Your name is Kuroda Mori."

Kuroda Mori frowned, and suddenly smiled again, "Your Excellency's eyes are really bright, even the little Kuroda Mori knows it." ”

The man nodded silently.

Kuroda Mori smiled and stared at the steel ring around the man's neck, "I know you too. ”

"Oh."

"Although we have never met, we still know you, and your name is very loud in Kai."

"Oh."

"Among the many fierce generals under the command of Uesugi Kenshin, there are not many people with steel rings, maybe ......."

"I'm the only one."

"Then you're Kojima Steelo."

Kojima nodded, "Your eyesight is also good, I was actually recognized by you." ”

Kuroda Mori nodded and sneered, "We are both samurai, and after the duel, only one of the two of us will be alive." ”

Kojima nodded in acknowledgement.

"If I lose, I will accept the samurai's most glorious method of disembowelment."

Kojima nodded, "Very good, if I lose, I will also accept the most glorious method of caesarean section." ”

The sword did not move.

The wooden sword was dull, and the sword aura in the dojo was already very deep, and the murderous aura was even stronger.

Cold sweat was dripping from Kuroda Mori's forehead.

Although Kojima was smiling, the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly, and his expression was very uneasy.

Kuroda Mori smiled coldly, "Your heart doesn't seem to be here." ”

Kojima nodded in acknowledgement, "Yes." ”

This is within his sphere of influence, and he shouldn't have been under pressure, but he is pressed by an invisible pressure.

Who could put so much pressure on him?

The corners of Kuroda Mori's mouth have shown a cruel look of pride, although he didn't make a move, the opponent has lost three points.

When you are dueling, you can't lose a single point, every chance is good, this is the chance to win, victory is to live, to live is to be glorious, and to live is to be humiliated by the dead.

He understands the truth very well, and he is very good at grasping the opportunities here, but he does not want to take advantage of the danger of others.

"You can slowly get the heart in your stomach back, I'm not in a hurry to make a move, I can wait for you."

Kojima nodded.