After listening to Ji Shuijing's description, Zhang Zicheng showed an inexplicable expression.

"You ...... Fell from the sky? ”

According to this Yoshisui Kito, they were actually the ships that went to Korea from Hinomoto, the shogunate of Takemoto, to invade Korea.

However, they encountered typhoons and storms, and eventually fell into a whirlpool.

When everyone is immersed in the seawater, it is as if they have passed through a layer of blue sky made of seawater, and they have fallen straight into the sea from a height of 1,000 meters.

In this process, the absolute leader of the entire fleet, the eldest daughter of the Takemoto family, Saori Takemoto, and all the other warriors with symbolic spirits, each used their abilities to protect the safety of the fleet as much as possible.

Fortunately, in this space, the air density is extremely high, and it really allowed the samurai to save the precious ship...... But at the same time, a large number of escort ships were also lost, and only three or two kittens remained.

Ji Shuijing's gaze swept over the corpse on the side, revealing a sad expression: "And now...... Our numbers have become smaller. ”

Zhang Zicheng raised his head and looked at the blue sky, and couldn't help but feel doubt in his heart.

Is the sky of this world the ocean above? Or did this group of Japanese soldiers simply cross over?

The sun is still hanging in the sky in the morning, and if the sky is really an ocean from another world, how does the sun shine through the sea?

Unexpectedly, the peculiarity of this world was far beyond Zhang Zicheng's expectations.

However, compared to these Japanese, who seem to have a high level of cultural maturity, actually live in the coastal waters of ancient Europe, it is more reasonable for Yoshimizu to say.

Otherwise, given the distance that a wooden boat can sail, it would never be possible for the civilizations of the two sides to come into contact and interact with each other for the first time, and these Japanese would certainly not have grown up in this cultural attire.

At this moment, the voice of the system sounded in Zhang Zicheng's ears.

[Scanned, host, the metal you seized is a new type of material that does not exist in the database.] In the test just now, it has at least no less hardness than ordinary stainless steel on earth, and when it conducts power similar to that of green ghosts, as well as psionic energy, it has a conductivity close to 79% or more of the flesh. 】

Zhang Zicheng blinked, with more than 79% conductivity of the body? In other words, if you infuse psionic energy into it, you don't need to carefully control the psionic energy to not tear it apart like you usually do when you infuse other substances?

It seems that this knife is really worth a lot, after all, it is the so-called 'Juggernaut sabre', and it should have a bit of particularity.

Zhang Zicheng pulled the knife out of his waist, this move startled Ji Shuijing, and those who were still alive subconsciously put their hands on the hilt of the knife at their waists, and a few tried to step forward to protect Ji Shuijing, but they hesitated and hesitated.

Zhang Zicheng ignored them, and after completely pulling out the sword of the First String Sword Saint, he tried to instill spiritual energy into it.

At the beginning, Zhang Zicheng habitually controlled his spiritual energy carefully, but he immediately noticed that the spiritual energy he had input was almost completely sluggish, and he was immediately relieved and bold.

He increased the output of psionic energy, and the long knife immediately erupted in a crimson glow that was almost plasma.

"Really."

Zhang Zicheng's eyes lit up, although the system said that only 79% of the physical body's conductivity to spiritual energy, but as far as Zhang Zicheng's physical senses were concerned, the spiritual energy flowed into the knife, and there was almost no sluggish feeling, such as arms and fingers.

In addition, the spiritual energy itself is wrapped in Zhang Zicheng's own spiritual power, so that his sense of touch completely extends to every inch of the knife's body, and that feeling is as if his arm has really grown more than a meter out of thin air.

Zhang Zicheng turned his head and looked at the woods where he was hiding before, not using extra speed, just as if he waved his hand.

At the same time, he also gave a little impetus to the spiritual energy on the sword body, and in an instant, a crescent-shaped scarlet arc of light flew out of the knife body, almost the same as the sword qi that Yixian used to attack Xiao Wu that day!

It's just that this slightly inclined arc light barely emits any movement after it is submerged in the forest.

It was as if that sword qi was nothing more than an illusion emitted by a stereo projector.

Everyone present looked at each other, a little unclear, until a few seconds later, there was a rumbling sound in the forest!

When everyone looked, they saw that the upper body of those trees began to slide slowly downward with their own weight, which was exactly the angle at which the man had just swung his knife.

Countless trees fell silently, and the moment they landed, sawdust and dust flew in the air, and finally made a deafening sound.

"Okay."

Zhang Zicheng couldn't help but sigh.

One day, I will be able to send out sword qi!

I have to say, it's a lot more fun than shooting......

And Ji Shuijing on the side, his eyes were wide open, and he almost couldn't believe his eyes.

That's a big forest! However, the sound of trees falling one after another has lasted for more than ten seconds, how far has the sword qi been launched!

You must know that even if it is a sword saint or even Lord Saori, the sword qi they release, even if they can cut through the big tree, it will only be three or four at most.

It is already extremely shocking, and it is a legend that deserves to be written in the history books and become a legend or even a god in the future...... However, the man in front of him, just looking at his posture with a knife, is completely a layman.

Although Ji Shuijing also doesn't know anything about kendo, he has seen a lot and always has some basic common sense and cognition.

The man in front of him is not an exaggeration to say that he is holding a knife for the first time, I am afraid that the posture of going up to take a knife by himself is higher than the other party's standard...... But such a person can easily release the sword qi that cuts off his own ship!

To be honest, originally Yoshisui Jing also thought that the other party was just relying on the strength of the handcuff in his arms, and he could continuously release explosions that were more powerful than the cannonballs, so that he could kill General Secho and the Ichisen Sword Master in a row, if not, the two of them would work together to easily kill this sneak attacker on the frontal battlefield.

Even just now, the idea in Yoshisui Jing's heart was to lead it to the black ship, and wait for someone to use it, or directly let the ninja steal the handcuff from his waist, so that the big snake Takemoto Saori-sama could personally cut off the man's head to tell the heavenly spirits of Lord Ichistring and Sen-sama!

Now, however, Ji Shuijing has no similar thoughts.

She's 100,000 sure...... This man, even if he doesn't have handcuffs, far away from the shore, can still unleash the terrifying sword aura that splits the big ship in two!

This thought rose in his heart, and Ji Shuijing's body stopped trembling.

Her emotions calmed down, looked at Zhang Zicheng, knelt up from the ground, and then saluted the other party: "Dare to ask your lordship, your name?" ”

Zhang Zicheng said casually: "Call me Si Chen." ”

Ji Shuijing nodded and said casually, "My lord, what do you need?" All we have now is the Black-Sailed Serpent Ship. Since our original purpose was to feed our war in the country called Korea, we did not carry much gold and silver with us. But whatever we have, the small people are willing to persuade the Great Snake to give it to him. ”

The meaning of Ji Shuijing is obvious.

I'll lie flat, you feel free, stay alive, and be grateful.

However, although the mentality has been rotten, the resentment in Ji Shuijing's heart is also accumulating.

Grandma, you're so powerful, why did you sneak attack us! Say it early! Win the Juggernaut in the challenge of the ship, what do you want, why do you want to bomb the ship first!

Now that the people are dead and the ship is gone, you don't behave so badly, we won't suffer such heavy losses!

Zhang Zicheng still can't read minds, but he is very satisfied with Ji Shuijing's attitude.

So he spoke, "Just like the one I asked your general at the beginning...... Tell me about the power system you have cultivated. ”

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When Saori Takemoto and the others led dozens of guards to land on this land, and then the fragments of ships floating down the river over the mountains and mountains for nearly an hour, they finally saw the battlefield.

Probably a battlefield......

Anyway, the situation was that most of the samurai and ashigaru were kneeling around the middle, looking tired and hungry.

In the middle of the open space, there are two samurai, using their daily training in swordsmanship, working hard to perform and fight each other.

Saori Wu Yuan could see at a glance that they were not fighting, but trying their best to show off the swordsmanship that Wu Yuan had taught his retainers.

"What are they doing?"

Wu Yuan's eyes on the snake scale mask narrowed slightly, frowning, and he couldn't figure out the situation.

But she still saw Ji Shuijing, who was kneeling beside a strangely dressed man.

The man, dressed in a strange costume and wearing a helmet that completely enveloped his face, sat on a wooden stake and watched thoughtfully at the samurai training in the center of the field.

Then, as if sensing his gaze, the man turned his head and looked at Saori Wu Yuan and the others downstream.

"Is that him?"

Saori Wu Yuan tightly clutched the extremely long Notai knife at his waist and asked in a deep voice.

And in her shadow, a man responded, "Yes, Lord Orochae." ”

Saori Takemoto's gaze glanced at the forest behind the man.

That's a myriad of fallen trees that have fallen at a lean.

Seemingly...... Secho and Kazuko, they resist very tenaciously.

With such stubborn resistance, the remaining soldiers seemed to sacrifice all their dignity and wagged their tails to the enemy and beg for mercy......

Saori Takemoto crunched the scabbard of the Notai knife in his hand.

Simply, shame!

Are these retainers still worthy of being samurai? Are you still worthy of being loyal to the Wu Yuan family?

If he could, Saori Wu Yuan would like to go over now and hack to death all the bad seeds that he survived after these generals died in battle.

But it's a pity that in this strange country, the lives of every subordinate are far more precious than their original value.

The anger in her heart was raging, and countless tiny pitch-black tentacles seemed to spread out around her body, but when she looked closely, it was a faint smoke of black mist, floating on her armor.

Seeing this scene, the guards who followed were breathing a little heavier, their eyes became hot and frightened, and they didn't know whether it was because of excitement or fear.

Just as Saori Takemoto was trying to calm the anger in her heart, she suddenly found that she had lost the man's trace in her field of vision.

"You are the leader of these people, Saori Takemoto?"

Zhang Zicheng walked out of the small forest more than ten meters away from the team, and looked at the slender woman in the lead with some curiosity.

With such a thin and armor-clad female warrior, I have to say that Zhang Zicheng can only be seen in the second dimension...... There are no movies and TV dramas.

However, Zhang Zicheng's eyes were slightly stunned after seeing the wild knife in the other party's hand.

Good guys, good long knives.

It's like playing Monster Hunter, the extra-long knife that hunters use to hunt large prey.

It's just that the opponent's wild sword is not so wide, and the overall is much thinner than the sword in Monster Hunter, and the scabbard is not like the back opening in Monster Hunter, but the normal complete wrapping of the blade.

Who are you, and why did you attack us?

Saori Takemoto wanted to say this, but when she thought of her lost ships, and thought of Secho and Kazumi, who had died in battle, her eyes were wrapped in a gloomy gloom.

There is no need to talk nonsense, this is already a never-ending situation.

Ignoring Ji Shuijing, who was desperately running this way in the distance, Saori Wu Yuan raised the wild sword in his hand high, and with a wave of his hand, he threw the scabbard in the direction of Zhang Zicheng.

Zhang Zicheng is not surprised...... After all, you are the first to do it, and you must always allow others to fight back.

As for the effect after fighting back, it is useless to just talk about it.

He turned to one side, avoiding the extra-long scabbard, and said in his heart that the original scabbard was drawn like this, but it could still be used as a flying prop.

In the next moment, a sharp sword light slashed straight towards Zhang Zicheng's front door.

Zhang Zicheng was wearing protective clothing, but he still didn't want them to be damaged, so he simply drew his sword and swung his sword.

It's just that Zhang Zicheng didn't expect that the blade he was trying to block writhed like a snake in mid-air, and it was like snatching out a spear like a dragon, easily sliding from the top of Zhang Zicheng's block into the space below, and stabbing straight at his throat!

With such a fierce attack, Zhang Zicheng could only instantly expand the spiritual energy, wrap his whole body, and with pure strength and speed, he trampled on the ground and exploded backwards.

Seeing this, Wu Yuan Saori immediately chased after him, and at the same time, the knife in his hand was really like a spear, and he was indomitable towards Zhang Zicheng.

It's just that when the initial distance is opened, even if Zhang Zicheng retreats, the opponent's speed can't catch up at all.

Moreover, Zhang Zicheng trampled on the smoke and dust in the sky with every step, like a cannonball bombarding the ground, and even if Wu Yuan Saori's blade cut it, it could only let the enemy avoid the edge.

After Zhang Zicheng stood still, he looked at Wu Yuan Saori not far away, and couldn't help sighing: "Wow, it's still careless." If it weren't for the fact that my basic physique is more than ten times stronger than yours, I might really be hit by this trick and be cut off by you. ”

Wu Yuan Saori sneered when he heard this.

She is a character who doesn't like nonsense, and she is too lazy to compete with the other party for the advantage of her tongue, so she wants to go forward again.

At this time, Ji Shuijing, who was in the distance, finally ran over out of breath, and shouted from afar: "Stop!" Lord Wu Yuan, please stop! ”

Wu Yuan Saori was slightly stunned, frowning slightly, and couldn't figure out what was going on with Ji Shuijing.

At this moment, among her shadows, a figure suddenly burst out, holding a flickering cold kunai, and threw it towards Zhang Zicheng.

(End of chapter)