"Break out......"

Amamiya Masahiro said to Shibata Morikazu: "They are coming for total annihilation, and they have no intention of leaving a living mouth at all." ”

"The glory of the samurai, the fame of the family, is not important to this person at all."

"There is a deeper attachment in his eyes, which is something that ordinary people will not understand."

Her persuasion was based on her own understanding.

Amamiya Masako doesn't read many books, but she follows Bai Yu's ears and eyes, and she unconsciously understands politics when she listens to him chatting occasionally, and she knows some advanced concepts and thoughts, and she is still far from being able to understand it, so her own pattern is not very big.

I don't know what to do.

But she knows how to read people.

Fujiwara gave her the feeling that the pattern was higher, and she was a ruthless person who could do anything for a certain goal.

This kind of person...... Perhaps it is the 'politician' that Mr. Fate once mentioned.

So it's useless to say anything to this kind of person.

The position and interests in his eyes are not necessarily the current positions and interests, this kind of person sees far ahead, has a flexible wrist and has no bottom line...... For the sake of their own goals, they can sacrifice a lot.

She didn't need to know much, it was enough to understand this step.

There is no way out, only a fight to the death.

Breakout is the only chance.

She thought silently, and then her gaze became more solemn, because ......

Around the Fujiwara clan, there is another group of people.

It's the killer group from Rome or other countries.

They were all scattered before, playing their own games.

But now it's gathered.

Fujiwara Tomohiro pushed his glasses and said, "When all the people below are dead, you can take the rest of the corpses away to receive the reward...... Limited to samurai. ”

"You're good at business." One of the killers glanced at Fujiwara and smiled, "But I like businessmen very much." ”

"It's just a matter of communicating with each other." Fujiwara also smiled hypocritically.

Politicians naturally need to know how to use all the power at their disposal.

He finally tied his pockets, how could he not find a few sharp enough knives to slaughter the turtle in the urn?

These killers won't miss out on this great opportunity either.

"What a good harvest." A dark-skinned, non-bloody human species licked the knife, and various bone pendants hung on his body: "I made a lot of money this time." ”

Several of these killers have already begun to search for their targets.

In the crowd, Amamiya Masahiro was too conspicuous.

There are only five or six women who have survived to this day.

has survived until now with the support of her brother, and she is alone and wearing a mask, which is really eye-catching.

Fujiwara said, "For the sake of the emperor...... Kill! ”

Hundreds of remnants galloped down from the entrance of the rift, and the weapon pulled out one after another remnant light.

The slaughter once again filled the canyon with piles of bones.

Near dusk, in the thick fog of the Huangquan Canyon, the visibility became worse and worse, but the smell of blood became heavier and heavier.

The remnants of the army will be defeated against the tiger wolf in the lower mountain, and the result is self-evident.

Amamiya Masahiro sighed lightly in his heart, realizing that if he wanted to go out, it would be no less difficult than the first fight when he was blind.

Regardless of whether the breakthrough can be successful or not, even if it does, there is simply no safe place to go outside.

The front lines have collapsed, demons roam in groups, and it is even more dangerous to fight alone.

But there is no other way out except to draw the knife and face it.

It's been six years......

She had not faced such a desperate situation for six years.

There was no rustiness, but a long-lost excitement began to overflow from the depths of the bones, with an itchy feeling.

Beneath the mask, her complexion was flushed, like drunkenness.

In the face of the group of tigers and wolves condensed by hundreds of swords and swords and various killing machines, the morale of the martial artists who had been fighting all day had already collapsed, but it was because of the fear of death that a trace of the madness of the trapped beast was aroused.

But even this trace of blood was not enough to support them to go further.

Qiang ——!

Suddenly, the mist in the Yellow Spring Canyon began to flow, with an incomparably clear sound of drawing a knife...... If the knife is extremely fast, there should not be a sound, so this time the knife is deliberately slowed down.

The voice was so slow that it couldn't even catch up with the white shadow that was going against the trend.

Amamiya is like a white fish swimming upstream, hunting in clothes and running like electricity.

The cold sword was dragged by the reverse grip.

After a sudden pause, she spun and stepped into a flywheel and cut into the crowd of Chinese and killers.

Poof——! Sonor!

The sound of limbs breaking, the sound of blades shattering, and the suppressed screams didn't have time to come out.

The wandering frost froze the cut wound, and the seven or eight people who rushed to the front trying to get a wave of fries could not support the knife, or did not see it clearly, or did not block it, and immediately fell to the ground or fell asleep.

The whirling blade continued to castrate and continue to roll into the crowd.

Until he came across a heavy sword, a Kashima Shindang master blocked the spinning flying blade.

Amamiya Masahiro's movements stopped, and several people immediately burst out from the surrounding wings to form a left and right outflanking trend.

They reacted quickly.

When the swirling sword light stopped, Amamiya Maki immediately unleashed a second sword.

This knife is picturesque.

A knife was gently provoked, and more than a dozen swords were taken out of their hands, like birds flying into the blue sky.

It was obviously such an elegant sword dance, but every inch was full of killing intent, and you could feel the strong lethality when you looked at it from a distance of dozens of meters.

The swordsman of the Three Realms, who lacked strength, suddenly turned black in front of him when he walked within ten steps, like a rookie who strayed into the master's fish pond bureau, and he didn't even know how to die...... The other party just raised his hand, why did my screen go black?

Obviously, it's not blind, but people are gone.

The strength and speed shown by Amamiya Maki have not changed much from before, this is not an explosive seed...... Neither Bai Yu nor her are good at buffing themselves with explosive skills, they are just too familiar.

Familiar with the feeling of wandering between life and death, familiar with the collision of swords with less fighting.

A Roman killer kicked away the crowd in front of him and rushed forward, trying to support her sword with his golden armor.

In his imagination, it was impossible for Amamiya Masahiro's sword to completely cut through the armor, but he had seen a battle in the camp with his own eyes before.

You can't break the armor!

So he confidently caught up with the blade.

And then......

"Huh?"

The perspective was reversed, and he saw a very familiar ass, and felt that he had become much shorter.

Before he understood it, his perspective changed to one left and one right, and then the screen went black.

The others saw it very clearly, and this golden knight was like a cut off blood tofu, and he was cut off on the spot.

Mystic Red Stain ...... Ichinotai Knife!

With this sword, she directly emptied the dozen or so people in front of her, and forcibly killed a fault among the hundreds of people who rushed down the mountain.

In just ten seconds, nearly twenty Three Realm Transcendents died.

The people who charged on the left and right flanks subconsciously slowed down and became slow.

Yellow Springs Canyon became quiet.

Only footsteps and breathing remained, and the shouting was extinguished.

The drifting mist was shaken away a bit.

The crowd that had completely stopped the charge turned to look at the fox fairy in white.

The woman in white who cut people like mowing grass, she raised her left hand and gently wiped the white fox mask stained with sporadic blood with blood, making the corners of the white fox's lips smile much more curved, and the smile became more brilliant.

……

In the yellow spring, Bai Yu's footsteps slowed down.

Cortilia, whose back was bumped in the belly, couldn't help but vomit several times, but even if she vomited, Bai Yu didn't stop, just galloping.

But at this time he slowed down, and the holy woman endured dizziness: "Why did you slow down." ”

"It's almost there."

“…… It's almost there, shouldn't you be in a hurry? ”

Cordelia complained and complained in her heart: If you stop at this time, if you don't catch up and save people, then won't my hard work all this way be in vain?

Bai Yu raised his head to look in the direction of the setting sun, and the sky darkened: "I suddenly realized that I don't need to be in such a hurry. ”

"Huh?" The saint was confused.

"I just thought that she could protect herself."

Everything that happened here has happened in history.

I didn't get the effect of a catalyst in this.

Whether he comes or not, everything that will happen will happen.

The layout of the Piper, the collapse of the Yellow Springs front, the hunting in the Yellow Springs Gorge......

This is actually an inevitability.

Then, as one of the samurai families, Amamiya Masahiro was involved in a life-and-death crisis, which is also a fate that has long been determined.

And in this definite fate, she did not usher in the end of death.

She cut off hundreds of ripe heads,

With a terrifying record that terrifies the enemy,

became the youngest swordsman in the history of Yingzhou.

(End of chapter)