Amamiya Masahiro has been invisible since he can remember.

Vision is one of the senses that humans have the most information and intelligence, and if they lack it, the whole world is dangerous to her.

Even if it is a beautiful scenery that others can enjoy, flowers in summer, leaves in autumn, snow in winter, and revival in spring...... She didn't know the scenery.

Because she couldn't distinguish colors, because she had only heard verses and articles, those things existed only imagination in her senses.

Even if she gained the Heavenly Eye, she still couldn't understand the mesmerizing beauty of those monotonous lines.

Therefore, the world in Amamiya's perception is different from ordinary people's understanding, and it is very monotonous and pale.

And this is also reflected in her sword.

Each swordsman's sword intent is unique, and there can be no repetition in the sword domain where his sword intent extends.

It must have been something that left a deep impression or a deep scar on the soul.

Her scars themselves stem from her flaws.

It comes from her perception of the world.

Therefore, in Amamiya's cognition, the world is a geometric pattern composed of points and lines, which has no color or outline, and is just a pure stick figure.

And the line is destined to be fragile.

Since it is a fragile thing, it can be cut off.

Jianhao is the fourth realm of swordsmen, and swordsmen are masters of using swords, swords are weapons for killing, and swordsmanship is the art of killing.

Other swordsmen may have a trace of enlightenment because they have felt a lot of beautiful scenery in spring and autumn, seen the winter thunderstorm, and seen the heavy snow covering the mountains, so they have a sense of sword intent that is enough to cut the thunder.

But Amamiya's sword completely discarded those fancy perceptions, and her sword was monotonous.

So the sword intent is also monotonous.

Because it is monotonous, it is also pure.

The sword she wields, with the blessing of sword intent, will become extremely 'light and thin', just like the line in the stickman's hand, and such a delicate line has the ability to smash everything the moment it is swung.

The four words 'invincible' may not be appropriate.

It wasn't a question of solidity, but the word solidity no longer existed for her.

It's as if physics doesn't exist anymore, and no one else can beat it anymore.

Even if it is a swordsman of the same realm, she will be cut in two by her in the world composed of monotonous and simple dots and lines, even with a knife with a weapon.

This is the ultimate 'no thickness into the room'.

Such a sword is actually an invincible sword that countless swordsmen dream of.

A sword that will not be stopped by any defense or attack, how terrifying is this?

It simply implements the offensive aesthetics of Yingzhou Swordsman to the extreme.

Whether you catch this sword or not, what angle and posture you use to catch it...... As long as I hit, you will die!

This is a huge advantage that no swordsmanship can match.

So Amamiya Masahiro didn't block the attacks of everyone around her, she just cut off these people and crushed them along with their offensive methods.

From now on, in her eyes, there will be no defense, no more bullet knives, and no more flesh.

Every knife and every sword is cut into the skin, and it is sassy and broken.

Merely......

After deeply understanding this, Amamiya True Day gave a 'how boring' evaluation of his sword master realm.

The reason why we talk about the word 'boring'.

It's a kind of self-deprecation.

And not a kind of conceit.

Because such a sword, in her own opinion, is only a little sharper.

It's like a person who has always hoped that he will gain what kind of superpower, so he works very hard, so after six years of hard training, he finds that his superpower is 'to become stronger according to the total time he exercises'.

It's not that it's not strong enough, it's not interesting enough, and it's not as expected.

It's good to be simple and rude, but such superpowers can't fly, and they can't help me.

Watch other people play with all the bells and whistles, and you sweat and dry three cans of protein powder in the gym.

That's boring.

Such a boring swordsman in the fourth realm has hindered her for six years, and it is normal for Amamiya to sigh quietly during the day.

But after all, the transcendent fourth realm is a high-rise building built on its own foundation, and people who have never seen the sea naturally cannot draw the sea.

What Amamiya Masahiro couldn't even fantasize about, she naturally couldn't have, such a thin and boring sword was the ultimate she reached six years later.

Only those who have faced its edge will be deeply aware of what it means to be terrible.

She dislikes it as much as she dislikes her flawed self;

The enemy will not dislike it, and he is not even qualified to dislike it.

Everyone saw that ray of cold light advancing in, and they had already cut off their breath.

The sharpened sword has fundamentally ended all tactics of combat, and when your sword is on the verge of collapse at the touch of a button, what are the chances of winning this battle?

So, all I heard was the sound of a knife.

Amamiya Zhenyu walked over like this, the knife cut through the air, the sword cut through the white mist, the air flow stirred, and the Huangquan Canyon at night echoed with a residual sound.

Man fell like a mustard.

The Chinese who were menacing and wanted to kill all the people of the martial arts family before, less than a hundred people have died at this time.

Some of the people standing in the back row have already turned around and fled out of the Yellow Springs Canyon.

They didn't dare to face it.

Even the fighting in the canyon gradually subsided.

The people of the martial family stopped the knife because the Chinese lost their fighting spirit and fighting spirit first, and some killers even raised their hands directly to disarm themselves.

Before the huge difference in strength, a little breakthrough, and then the defeat is like a mountain.

Fujiwara Tomohiro was at the exit of the canyon at this time, and he was taken above by his own retainers.

Two legs had been cut off, and it was up to his retainers to desperately save him, carrying his half-crippled body and rushing out of the canyon.

The white mist rolled, and it seemed that the white-clothed fox fairy was gradually disappearing.

Fujiwara Tomohiro was frightened, dazed, puzzled, and stunned, and so many emotions kept flowing in his heart, and he opened his mouth, feeling as if he was living in a dream.

How could there be such a ridiculous thing.

At the last moment, he was still victorious, juggling between the shogun and the emperor, and was about to reach the pinnacle of power.

The next moment, he was defeated, more than half of the Chinese were killed and wounded, and he became a cripple, and he was carried on the shoulders of his retainers and fled, like a lost dog.

Fuck, how could this be, how could it be——!

His eyes were red and his expression was hideous.

Fujiwara bit his wrist until it was bloody, and he held back a huge sense of frustration and the shame of wanting to kill himself.

He forced himself to calm down with pain, he can't die yet, he wants revenge, he wants revenge, he wants to do everything he can to live, and then make this woman pay!

Fujiwara Tomohiro loosened his teeth and said in a low voice: "Go east, there is an underground warehouse with supplies in it, enough for us to support five days." ”

The retainer asked, "Do you want to contain the remnants?" ”

"The Chinese can't be trusted, they're going to want to tear me apart." Fujiwara Tomohiro immediately decided: "Let them stay and buy me time." ”

Ruthlessness and decisiveness are also a must for politicians, and he knows it's time to give up, at least now.

But it's not the end of it, and there are many ways to deal with a person.

"Today is not the end, one day, I will find them all."

Fujiwara swore secretly.

The retainer carried him to the east in silence, and suddenly, his footsteps stopped.

Because in the depths of the thick fog, footsteps were also heard.

A man approached and looked at him, revealing a hint of surprise.

"Yo, it's such a coincidence, you also carry people?" The Great Xia people carried the blonde-haired saintess on their backs, raised their hands and greeted the retainers, with a kind attitude.

The next moment, the retainers turned around and sank into the white mist, leaving behind a smoke screen and various props or ninjutsu that hindered the audio-visual.

In the blink of an eye, he flew hundreds of meters and sped through the trees.

But three seconds later, I saw a man parked in the treetops in front of me.

"You're not very fast." The young man was elusive, and the next moment he was already standing beside the Fujiwara retainers: "Brother, do you want to buy it?" ”

The retainer directly threw Fujiwara Tomohiro to the side, rushed to Bai Yu, pulled away the explosives on his body, and exploded himself.

A minute after the roar, Bai Yu hummed a small song to recognize reality, and dragged a person towards the direction of Huangquan Canyon.

A moment later, the Great Xia people came to the entrance of the Yellow Springs Canyon.

What I saw was a group of people scrambling to escape from the canyon, scattering in all directions, as if there was the embodiment of the Dreadlord behind him.

And this kind of commotion lasted for more than ten seconds, and soon there were no people who escaped.

Bai Yu stepped over the entrance of the canyon and left the halfling behind.

Fujiwara Tomohiro rolled along the height difference, dizzy, and when he opened his eyes, he just happened to see the woman in white standing in front of him.

Amamiya Masahiro glanced at him faintly.

Just such a fluttering glance.

All of a sudden, I was terrified.

He knew he was finished.

But he didn't even have the courage to draw his sword and resist.

"Even if I die, I won't die under your sword!"

Fujiwara Tomohiro directly grabbed a severed sword and stabbed it into his neck.

There was a smug expression on his desperate and pale face, as if in this way he had kept his last integrity, could gain a trace of comfort, and achieved spiritual victory.

But then, he broke the defense again.

Amamiya Masahiro's gaze swept straight over him, not stopping for a moment and not caring for a moment.

She directly put away all the solemn aura and smiled softly at the top.

Stepping over Fujiwara's side, he walked quickly to Bai Yu's side.

The young man also casually put the immobile saintess aside, like seeing Meng Bo, a city hunter who hugged one and threw one another, Cortilia screamed in pain when she fell on the buttocks.

took the initiative to give a hug to the girl who had been separated for two days.

In the embrace of no one else, Bai Yu casually asked, "Who is that person with a broken leg?" ”

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know." Amamiya Masahiro's tone was casual.

Fujiwara Tomohiro realized that Amamiya Masahiro didn't remember him at all, and he had long lost his killing intent.

His eyes widened, and he didn't blink.

Bai Yu looked at the tragic scene in the canyon, and even if he didn't need to ask what was going on, he could roughly guess it.

Moreover, a hint from the Immortal Chronicles has been received here.

【Heroic Spirit's 'Ignorant Ghost' Level Increase】

[Overall Grade: 40→43]

[Obtain Sword Intent 'Infernal']

Six years, accumulation and development.

At this time, her level had surpassed Bai Yu, and her combat power had soared significantly.

Bai Yu was deeply grateful, at this time, Amamiya True Day could already fight with a generation of grandmasters, and it would not be a problem for her to give her another four years and step into the late stage of the fourth order.

As for whether he can be canonized, he is in a hurry.

While he was happy, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Now that Amamiya True Day has broken through to the transcendent fourth realm.

Why doesn't the weaving of fate show any signs of ending?

(End of chapter)