Wusheng suddenly clicked on a few acupoints on the Sword Saint's body, and then waited quietly.

Waiting for others to fight with him.

The corners of the Sword Master's mouth twitched, his expression angry and complaining, but his hands were extremely stable.

The two swords had slowly sunk, piercing into the plank, and the deeper they stabbed, the corners of his mouth became heavier, and just when his sword sank by half, Wusheng lifted him up and changed places.

The Sword Master didn't react at all, just said lightly, "Who are you?" ”

Wusheng paused before saying, "I'm not human, you're not human, and we're not like people." ”

The Juggernaut laughed, and the grief in his smile gradually faded, "You're really funny. ”

"How much fun?"

The Sword Master gritted his teeth, "It's as interesting as it can be, I've killed a lot of people, and you're the most interesting of them." ”

"How many people did you kill?"

"I don't remember." The Sword Master suddenly stared at the door, this door was originally open, and the guest house would never be closed during the day, but now it was closed.

The sound of a young man's crying could be heard inside, with indescribable pain and sorrow.

It was as if he had been subjected to the most inhuman torture in the world, and he had already produced heart-rending cries under the torment.

Juggernaut stopped talking, stretched out his sword, gritted his teeth, and poked at the door panel, he just poked, and the door panel magically changed, and the change was unbelievable.

The sword slowly retracted and slammed into the floor again.

The door panel suddenly turned into a dozen pieces and fell to the ground, and the young man was crying inside, with a dozen swords around his neck.

Every bite is a fast sword, and the hand holding the sword is calm and steady.

More than a dozen people looked at the Sword Saint coldly, smiling coldly, and one of them leaned over from a distance, "You are the Sword Saint?" ”

Juggernaut nodded.

This person looked up and down at the Sword Saint, and sneered again, "You are not the Sword Saint, the Sword Saint is definitely not like you." ”

The Sword Master was silent, gritted his teeth, and poked the floor hard with a sword.

The strong, hard place became like tofu under the blade of the sword, and a hole appeared when poked.

Juggernaut stared at the cave silently.

The man's hand suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword, "You are only half a sword master at most, the former sword master is gone." ”

The Sword Master suddenly raised his head and stared at this person's body, "What did you say?" ”

The man sneered, and there was a look of sarcasm and contempt in his eyes, "I said you are a cripple, and you are no longer a Sword Saint." ”

He said it with great seriousness and care.

The Sword Master suddenly raised a sword and pointed it straight at the man's throat, "You don't want to live anymore?" ”

The man's smile remained unchanged, and he continued, "You will never make a move, I believe you." ”

Juggernaut didn't make a move, the sword slowly hung down, and continued to poke at the floor, "What do you want?" ”

The man looked at the weeping young man and blinked again, "The sword saint is defeated, and the sword god is out." ”

The Sword Master smiled, his smile full of fear, disbelief, and ridicule, "You actually want to see the Sword God?" ”

"Yes." The man didn't even think about it, and just said, "We really want to think about it too much." ”

The Sword Saint gritted his teeth, his eyes staring directly at this person's hand, "You want to find a sword god to test your swordsmanship?" ”

The man nodded.

"You're a madman, a madman should try to find a sword maniac, not a sword god."

The man shook his head, and then said, "I can't compete with a sword madness, but if I try with him, I'll really go crazy." ”

The Sword Master also shook his head, "There is only the Sword Saint here, not the Sword God." ”

The man nodded, stroking the blade, "So you need to say it, as long as you say it, I will definitely give you a lot of benefits." ”

The Sword Master sneered, "What's the benefit? ”

The man's smile suddenly became less cold, but became indescribable admiration and worship, "You don't have to live so hard, you can enjoy it." ”

"What do I enjoy?" The Juggernaut stared at the young woman kneeling by the lattice door not far away, staring at her cheek and then at her neck.

No matter what kind of ronin looks at the snow-white neck, he can think of the woman's other places, and it will never disappoint, it must be full of mystery and brilliance, and it will definitely make the lonely and lonely man satisfied, happy.

The Swordmaster's breath was short, "You're going to seduce me?" ”

The man blinked, his sword tapped lightly on the floor three times, and the woman behind him slowly opened the lattice door.

Suddenly more than a dozen girls came out of it, and the girl's smile was extremely cute and charming.

Their movements are also very light and soft, like the spring breeze on the earth, caressing the earth, bringing vitality and vitality to the earth, so that the earth is no longer lonely and lonely.

They may only bring pleasure, excitement, and tiredness to men, which is also enjoyment.

Wusheng closed his eyes, turned around like a stone statue, and sighed deeply.

He didn't seem to like these women very much, and Huyi Ji smiled stupidly, "I can't imagine that you don't want to look at the white and pure big girl." ”

Silent without life.

"Do you have a man's flaw?"

Silent without life.

"You really should take a good look at them, they're so beautiful." Her voice grew bleak and bleak.

How does it feel to be an old woman admiring a young and lovely girl? Maybe that's just a blow.

She sighed deeply and said no more.

The flower-like beautiful girl walked with light and cheerful steps, slowly approaching the Sword Master, but not completely close.

Although they had beautiful and bright smiles like spring on their faces, they were also extremely stiff and strange, and no girl could remain calm after seeing the image of the Sword Master.

These are no exception.

The steps they took were the most famous celestial dance in Fusang, but now they looked like wild ghosts.

The man slowly lowered the sword into its sheath, a smile on his face.

He has always been happy to see the weaknesses of others.

He smiled, and the hand holding the sword suddenly took a graceful pose, "Please enjoy it slowly." ”

The Sword Master stared at the dozen or so flower-like girls in a daze, and just poked the floor hard, and the dozen or so girls not far away became as if they were about to explode, suddenly turned around and ran towards the house.

It's horrible.

Koihime also closed her eyes and clutched her cloak tightly.

The last thing he saw was that the Sword Master smirked and pounced on him with a wicked smile.

The woman slowly closed the lattice door, and a cruel and vicious smile appeared on her face, and there was a howl of ghosts and wolves, and the beautiful and fresh flowers of spring had reached the hands of the madman.

This is an unfortunate thing.

Hu Yiji's hand suddenly clenched, and cold sweat broke out in her palm.

"It's not a hospitable building."

Wusheng slowly opened his eyes and nodded, "It's really not here." ”

"This is the only decent guest house, and there is no second one outside." The man stared at the frantic screams in the room and smiled.

Hu Yiji turned around and stared at this person, "Who are you, why did you charter this guest house?" ”

The man shook his head before adding, "You're wrong. ”

"Aren't you going to charter the guest house?"

The man smiled, "The guest house is for money, and we didn't spend money." ”

"You killed them?"

"Yes." The man stared at the lake, "You're right this time." ”

"Why did you kill them?" Koihime's face became ugly.

The man smiled again, "Most of the people on this street are ronin, if we don't kill them, they will be killed by others sooner or later." ”

"Why is this street like this?"

"Because this place is not far from Kawanaka Island, many people know that dragon and tiger fights must require good hands."

Hu Yiji sneered.

She understands why there are so many ronins here, and ronins need money, while Shingen Takeda and Kenshin Uesugi need people.

As long as the ronin gets the right amount of money, they will definitely kill people desperately, and it doesn't matter if they kill until the sky is dark.

"Isn't it clear now?"

"Yes." Koihime smiled, "Then you must be a retainer of Kenshin Uesugi." ”

"Exactly." The man smiled, "In Shimomura Yoshikiyo." ”

When Murakami Yoshikiyo said his name, a sad and painful look appeared on his cheeks, which was also his fate, he was originally the overlord of the North Shinano side, but now he has become someone else's retainer.

How many people can feel this kind of sadness and pain.

Hu Yi Ji gasped, "You must know who I am?" ”

"Of course I do, and I know very well." Murakami Yoshikiyoshi laughed, his smile sharp, mean and cold, "The daughter of Yorishige Suwa, the woman of the enemy Takeda Shingen, the mother of Takeda Katsuyori, a generation of shameless women." ”

This sentence is like a knife, successfully stabbing into the chest of Hu Yiji.

Hu Yiji didn't speak, he didn't seem to be able to speak, and he was powerless to refute.

Murakami Yoshiqing smiled coldly, "What a shameless woman, she actually has feelings with the enemy." ”

Hu Yiji suddenly fell softly and fell into Wusheng's arms.

Wusheng sighed, staring and poking at Murakami Yoshikiyo with empty eyes, as if he wanted to poke this person to death on the ground.

"You seem to be well prepared."

Murakami nodded and admitted, "More than a dozen batches of people have been sent away, and each batch is carefully selected." ”

"But it's not enough, is it?"

Murakami sneered, "You're right, we're very inadequate. ”

"So you buy masters everywhere, even the Sword Master?"

"The sword saint is defeated, and the sword god is out." Murakami Yoshikiyo glanced at the lattice gate, and then continued, "As long as you find the Sword Master, the Sword God will appear sooner or later." ”

Silent without life.

Murakami Yoshikiyo blinked, looked at the seemingly collapsed teenager, and smiled again, "This kind of person can be released, we don't need such a person." ”

The dozen or so swords on the young man's neck suddenly disappeared, and the look of horror on his face did not fade.

He looked around, and finally suddenly hid behind Wusheng.

"As long as the spear god Wusheng says a word, everything here is yours, including my life." Murakami Yoshikiyoshi smiled, "As long as the gun god can't make a move, I can give up everyone." ”

"Am I worth that much?"

"It was worthless, but now it's valuable."

"Why?"

"If you don't come here, it's worthless, but now that you're here, it's worth a lot."

Silent without life.

Murakami Yoshikiyo stared at Hu Yihime, and there was already a look of resentment in his eyes, "Are you going to go to Wife and Daughter Mountain?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"You just handed over Koihime to Takeda Shingen in the past?"

Silent without life.

"It is said that you like to grant wishes for others? Could it be that you have fulfilled your wish for Hu Yiji? ”

"Yes."

Murakami's eyes flashed, "What wish?" Is it the massacre of Uesugi Kenshin's army? ”

"No, her wish is to see Takeda Shingen, she hasn't seen Takeda Shingen for three years."

"You're not part of the fight?" Yoshikiyo Murakami became nervous.

He knew very well that if Wusheng went to the other party's camp, it would be a big disaster.

"I'll be part of the fight."

Murakami Yoshikiyo's forehead was beating with green tendons, "You said a word, I don't know if you have forgotten." ”

"What?"

"In the Bishamen Heavenly Temple, you once said that you would not take refuge in Takeda Shingen."

"Yes, I did."

Murakami was silent.

"I went to him to participate in the battle, not to take refuge in Takeda Shingen."

Murakami Yoshikiyo was different, and cold sweat was already pouring out on his forehead, "Then why are you participating?" ”

"Ashikaga Yoshiteru has a desire to stop them from fighting."

Murakami exhaled, "I believe in you." ”

He glanced at Hu Yihime, and his expression became solemn again, "You may have changed in the past." ”

Wusheng looked at Hu Yiji, and suddenly said, "Why?" ”

"Hu Yiji may be a trap, why should the spear god fall for this?" Murakami Yoshikiyoshi stared coldly at the body of Hu Yiji, his eyes were full of worry, "You go over, maybe there are other traps that make you kill people." ”

"Maybe."

"So you'd better not go."

"I'll go."

Wusheng suddenly turned around and walked out like a stone statue.

Murakami Yoshikiyo didn't stop him, staring at Wusheng leaving, and slowly stretched out his hand, only to find that his hands were soaked with cold sweat.

The streets were quiet, with a gentle breeze and dust.

A woman is kneeling in front of a collapsed house, where her husband may have been in it, and his children, the fruits of a lifetime's hard work are now empty.

This blow may be a blow that few people can face, and even fewer people can withstand.

Wusheng walked over, standing like a stone statue.

The woman glanced at Wusheng, and her eyes became indescribably hateful and sad.

"You destroyed this place?"

Wusheng nodded.

"Your heart is so vicious, so vicious." The woman suddenly took out a knife from her bosom and stabbed it viciously into the lifeless chest.

The stabbing was fast, hard and fierce.

Wusheng didn't dodge, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and the blade suddenly reached his hand.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to avenge my family." The woman's voice became hoarse and muffled.

Hu Yiji suddenly grabbed the woman's other hand, "You are mistaken, your house was not destroyed by him." ”

The woman screamed desperately, "I can see clearly, there can be no mistake." ”

"He's not mistaken."

Koi Ji was taken aback, "Why do you admit this?" ”

"Because she's a man, she's a killer."

Hu Yiji suddenly took a few steps back and stared at this person, as if he didn't believe it was true.

The man gritted his teeth and stared coldly at Wusheng, "How do you know?" ”

Without saying a word, he kicked out, and the man flew away with a scream, falling heavily into the ruins.

"Who is he?"

"He may be a master of Oda Nobunaga's bribery, and he wants to take the opportunity to kill me."

"Why would he do that?"

"Oda Nobunaga doesn't want to turn a dragon and a tiger into a jade silk, so that he can deal with the Miyoshi clan with peace of mind."

Hu Yiji suddenly held his hand tightly, "I didn't expect you to be in so much trouble." ”

"Yes."

Wusheng suddenly turned around and saw a young man holding a wooden sword.

He was stopping not far away, his eyes glazed without a glimmer of light, holding the wooden sword, and standing not far away.

Lake-clothed Ji tried to smile, and her smile easily made people forget their nervousness, forget their fear.

"Why don't you come closer to us?"

The boy nodded, and slowly leaned over, leaning over and staring at the earth.

Hu Yiji's smile remained unchanged, "Why are you following us?" ”

"I have nowhere to go."

Hu Yiji nodded, "Why don't you follow the Sword Master?" ”

She felt that she was right, this young man should really follow the Juggernaut.

"I can't follow him."

"Why?" Hu Yiji's eyes showed emotion and sadness.

This sentence should not be said, because she saw with her own eyes that the Sword Master was busy, and she also saw Murakami Yoshikiyo let the boy leave.

The boy stared at the wooden sword and was silent.

Hu Yiji smiled more gently, "Is there nowhere to go?" So you're going to follow us? ”

The boy nodded, his head lowered.

"Can you name it, then?"

The boy nodded, "Sword God." ”

The smile on the cheeks of the lake clothes froze and froze to death, the name undoubtedly had a mysterious power of the dementor.

She gasped and stared at Wusheng, hoping that Wusheng would tell why.

Wusheng faced the sword god, staring and poking the wooden sword in his hand with empty eyes, "Your name is the sword god?" ”

The sword god nodded.

"You only have a wooden sword in your hand?"

The sword god nodded.

"Why do you only have a wooden sword in your hand?"

"I only have a wooden sword in my hand, and nothing else."

"You don't have another name?"

The sword god nodded, "I only have one name. ”

"You have a good relationship with Juggernaut."

The sword god nodded, "I am his master. ”

Hu Yiji was surprised that a generation of sword saints actually had their own secret sore spots, and he actually had a master.

Is this stupid young man really a generation of sword gods?

Why does the Juggernaut look like a subordinate in front of the Sword God? Like a believer?

Hu Yi Ji stared at the young man in surprise, "Why don't you go to the Sword Master?" He may be out there looking for you everywhere. ”

The sword god smiled, "It's okay, he might find me soon." ”

Hu Yiji was surprised again, "He can find you soon?" ”

The sword god nodded, he pointed to a bluestone not far away, and said, "I have left a mark on it, he is not a fool, it doesn't matter where I go to play." ”

"You only have one place?"

"I've left a lot of space." The Sword God smiled, "We often separated, but he was able to find me very quickly. ”

Lake Yiji nodded.

"Why didn't you wait for him on the edge of the guest building?"

The sword god smiled, "When I saw the spear god, I couldn't help but follow." ”

Hu Yiji looked at the wooden sword in his hand, "You're not afraid of the spear god at all?" ”

"Why should I be afraid of the Gun God being dead?"

Hu Yiji squinted and smiled, "The gun god kills without blinking, are you really not afraid?" ”

The sword god nodded and remained silent.