"Who?"

Chiwa turned her head to look at the source of the voice, looking a little surprised.

"Samurai?"

"Exactly, Your Excellency's red hair should be the Vortex clan from the Vortex Country."

The man who spoke came out of the darkness, dressed in black samurai armor and with a weapon hanging from his waist, which appeared to be a sword.

However, the blade is much larger than the usual katana, and it is a notai sword that is rarely used.

"Looks like you know a lot!" Qianhe's eyes froze, and he said coldly:

"But the samurai of the Iron Nation will also join the cult? Won't Kenshin be dusted?"

"I have to repay the grace of saving my life." The samurai was silent for a moment and then replied, he naturally knew that the cult of evil gods was not a thing, but as a samurai, he would definitely repay the favor.

Hearing this answer, Qianhe raised his eyebrows and asked rhetorically, "Even if the other party killed a lot of innocent people?"

「……」

The samurai did not want to discuss this topic any longer, but instead put his right hand on his waist and said in a deep voice, "On the orders of the bishop, I have come to kill you!"

Before he could finish speaking, Chiwa heard the sound of "Zeng", and the samurai's Notai sword was already unsheathed, and then he appeared beside him with a step.

This is the famous method of kendo to shrink the ground, also known as "inch step" or "sword step".

Looking at the posture of the samurai's shots, Chiwa knew that the opponent's swordsmanship was a sword, focusing on fusing all the strength of the body to defeat the enemy.

Although the opponent's attack was as swift as lightning, it was not enough to deal with him.

Bite~

He drew his sword unhurriedly, did not retreat, but advanced, and gently stepped to the side of the samurai, and swung the sword in his hand at a clever angle, pointing it at the Notai sword, so that the opponent's inevitable blow missed.

Then raise your foot and kick the unresponsive samurai out of the air.

Ahem, cough~

"Your teacher didn't teach you, a sword flow is when all the power in your body converges at one point, so why didn't you use chakra just now?"

With a sword in her right hand and her left hand behind her back, Chiwa looked at the samurai who was slowly getting up, "Attack with all your might."

"Show me the swordsmanship you learned in the Iron Country."

"Don't underestimate the samurai of the Iron Country!"

The other party roared angrily, and burst out of chakra, the speed was even higher, and the knife was also glowing with a layer of blue light.

Chiwa also used Chakra, and the Flame Knife reappeared, and then met the Nota Knife that rushed over.

Qiang Qiang Qiang ~

In the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen collisions.

The samurai's attack was powerful and swift, but Chiwa defended it meticulously and did not let the opponent find any weak points.

Bang!

The two collided again, and immediately separated.

The samurai held the sword in both hands, his breathing was slightly disordered, and in the battle just now, every knife he used was full strength, and the consumption was not light.

"It's a chakra that looks like it, not like the scum just now." Qianhe nodded with satisfaction: "Since that's the case, then I'll be a little more serious."

Hearing this, the samurai's eyes widened instantly, but he didn't expect that the other party was not serious just now, but he used all his strength.

"I've always practiced swordsmanship, and refining chakra is just to aid in swordsmanship."

"My chakra attributes have five kinds: fire, wind, thunder, and yin and yang, the first three are better used, and among them, the fire attribute is the worst, the wind attribute is second, and the thunder attribute is the best."

The samurai didn't want to listen any longer, and rushed towards Chiwa with his sword.

"Unlike others who pursue the attack power of wind-attribute ninjutsu, I only have one way to explore the application of wind-attribute chakra."

"In this case, the air flow around me, the enemy's battle information are all in my perception."

But Chiwa was still explaining, sensing a huge fluctuation in the air, and dodged the attacking Notai knife in a small sideways.

"Just like that, your attack is too obvious to me!" Then he slashed out with a backhand.

Clang~

The two knives collided together, and sparks flew in all directions.

The samurai looked at Chiwa's calm eyes, his eyes showed ruthlessness, and he suddenly burst out to repel Chiwa, and then quickly swung his sword, and each knife was faster than the other.

"Die!"

He had only one idea, since Qianhe could detect the trajectory of his attack through the change of the air flow, he would continue to speed up, making the air flow more complicated, so that the other party had no time to dodge.

"It's a good idea, but it's still too immature!"

Qianhe detected the other party's intentions at a glance, but he didn't care, because his foundation was far superior to the other party.

"Quick! Hurry up!"

The samurai picked up his speed a little, but to his despair, Chiwa only moved slightly, and then leisurely dodged his own attack, and then saw the opportunity to swing his sword away with a flick.

After a few times in a row, the samurai finally realized that his swordsmanship was still far from his opponent's, and gave up the unrealistic idea that he could win by constantly speeding up.

He gasped, his face covered with sweat, and his expression was heavy.

Compared to fists and kunai, Taidao is a weapon that needs to be separated from a certain distance in close combat to exert its true power, and this is especially true of Notai Sword.

However, the fact is that not only did his attack fail, but he would also be interrupted by Chiwa's attack in the middle of each swing of his sword, giving him a sense of aggrieved power and nowhere to go.

But what made the samurai the most angry was that Chiwa could have killed him with one sword a lot of time ago, but he wanted to win in this disgusting way.

"Looks like you've got the end of your sword, so it's my turn to take the initiative."

Chiwa's muscles relaxed, and he walked slowly towards the samurai, his sword falling at will, with no intention of attacking at all.

But it was such a casual walking posture that raised the samurai's vigilance to the highest level, because a sudden sense of crisis had already surged into his heart.

He couldn't understand the mystery of Qianhe's body technique, but his years of experience in sword training made him understand that the other party could strike with all his might at any time.

As time passed, in the calm footsteps, the samurai knew that Chiwa was getting closer and closer to him, and this sense of crisis became stronger and stronger, and even turned into death.

In this case, he unsheathed the sword, clasped the thumb of his left hand into the blade, and stepped out with his right foot.

"You're strong, but I'm not without a chance."

The samurai's face was calm, and then under the pressure of life and death, he burst out all the chakras, and unleashed a slash.

I saw that the sword was unsheathed, blooming with dazzling light, and slashed heavily towards Qianhe.

This sword, which brings together the belief that the samurai must die, is the strongest sword in his life.

Faced with this scene, Qianhe's eyes did not fluctuate, and the sword in his hand was gently handed out, which was no different from practicing swords normally.

Sonorous!

The two sword lights collided together, and an extremely loud symphony sounded.

The samurai's body was shocked by lightning and he could only watch as the weapon in his hand was cut off by the opponent's sword, and then slashed smoothly across his neck.

Poof!

He felt his whole body fly, saw the heavens and the earth spinning, and then saw his own headless body.

"Am I dead?" The samurai sighed.

Then a sharp pain struck, and his life flashed in front of his eyes.

Practicing swords in the Iron Country, growing up, traveling in the ninja world, fighting ninjas, being seriously injured and being rescued, and ignoring the cult......

Finally, he froze on his corpse and exclaimed, "What a powerful knife, but it's a pity that I'm too weak to force him to do his best!"

"But the kindness has been repaid, and there are no regrets about seeing such swordsmanship before I die!"

Chiwa put the sword into the sheath, looked at the relief on the samurai's face, and said calmly, "What a foolish loyalty!"

Then a fire burned the corpse and turned to the depths of the base.