The cold wind is howling and the snow is falling.

Click......

Every move of the samurai, the frozen armor collided with each other, and there was a crisp sound full of iron and blood.

Not far away, a young general in his twenties was directing twenty or thirty soldiers to wield hoes and quickly dig a big hole.

In the thin layer of snow, corpses loomed all over the ground.

Three well-dressed samurai were patrolling around, sometimes waving their palms to brush away the snow on the corpses, carefully examining the frozen wounds on the corpses, as if judging the direction and moves of the assailants......

In the ice and snow, the three of them were only wearing thin samurai uniforms, and they clearly had deep internal skills, and they were not afraid of cold and heat.

The leader was about sixty years old, and his magnificent hair did not detract from his vigorous and heroic spirit, and his face was square and majestic, more like a general who had been in the top position for a long time than a samurai;

The second man was in his forties, with a face like a knife, and the sharp edge of his eyes appeared between opening and closing, like the cold light of a sword; the third man was a bearded man in his thirties, with a burly body and a fierce momentum, and anyone who saw him at first glance would think of a wild boar who was injured and struggling for his life.

The three of them examined the wounds of dozens of soldiers one after another before they came to the corpses of five people including Hayashizaki Shisuke at the edge.

The four cavalry leaders with good sword skills were all cut by a knife, which certainly surprised the three of them, and the broken arm of Hayashi Shisuke and the strange wound on his back shocked the three of them.

The old samurai with gorgeous hair stretched out his fingers to press the round and flat wound on Hayashi Saki's back, and closed his eyes slightly, as if feeling the invisible thing left on the wound......

Seeing this, the other two glanced at each other, and then waited respectfully. There was no dissatisfaction.

Good for a while. The old samurai opened his eyes. The other two couldn't wait to ask in unison, "Senior Yanagi...... How?"

The old warrior groaned, "On this wound, the old man vaguely felt an extremely powerful and pure sword intent!"

The other two were shocked, and the old samurai turned over Hayashizaki Shisuke's corpse again, and lifted the clothes on his chest, only to see that there was also a flat round hole in his chest, which seemed to have been pierced by an unopened sword embryo......

Turning his head and visually measuring the distance between the cavalry's corpse and here, the three of them all had heavy faces, and they were able to shoot Lin Qi Shisuke in the air with sword qi from six zhang away. The strength of the murderer's swordsmanship is really beyond the imagination of the three of them.

After all, Hayashi Shisuke's sword drawing technique was not trivial, although the three people present were confident that they could dodge Hayashi Shisuke's sword drawing blow unharmed, and then defeat Hayashi Shisuke.

But the only one who can defeat Hayashi Satsuke within twenty or thirty moves is the old samurai, and even if the other two want to defeat Hayashi Sasuke, they will have to get a hundred moves, and they will even be injured and end up with a miserable victory.

Good for a while. The young general commanded the soldiers to throw all the corpses into a large pit dug and bury them. He walked up to the old samurai, bowed down and asked, "Father...... Can you see that this person's swordsmanship is cultivated?"

The old warrior shook his head and then nodded.

The young general couldn't help but be surprised, and his heart was incredulous: My father is the first swordsman in my Yamato martial arts, and he is not sure to beat this person?

In the distance, Yue Buqun hid behind the trees, his eyes scanning back and forth over several people, first the two warriors in their thirties and forties.

After careful observation, Yue Buqun couldn't help nodding slightly, Ito Yidaozhai deserved to be the founder of the Yidao Stream, with a full body of sword energy, faintly penetrating his body......;

Of course, what Yue Buqun values the most is the old warrior father and son of Huafa, "Yanagi Zongyan?...... Yagyu Soju?"

Yanagi Zongyan, the official position is Danma Shou, the founder of Yanagi New Yinliu, known as the first master of Dongying, Yanagi Sword Saint......

The information that the Quanzhen Sect had focused on collecting flashed in his mind, and Yue Buqun's heart moved, this father and son plus the future grandchildren's Yanagi Shibei were the famous "Liusheng Three Days Dog" in later generations.

But Ma Shou is the name of an official position, and the so-called "Yagyu Danma Shou" should refer to Yagyu Zongju.

However, in this plane, he may not have a chance to give birth to any beautiful daughters such as Xue Ji and Piaofu......

Yue Buqun's figure flashed, and he shot straight at everyone like an arrow.

Liu Sheng Zongyan, who was talking to his son, changed his face and turned his head sharply to look in the direction where Yue Buqun was galloping, and at the same time grasped the hilt of the knife in his hand.

The rest of Ito Ichitosai, Togo Shigeki, and Yagyu Soju realized it later, and as the old samurai looked at it, they couldn't help but be startled, and hurriedly held their swords on guard.

Just by being able to sense his own deeds one step ahead, Yue Buqun knew that Liu Sheng Zongyan's spiritual cultivation was extremely high, and his sword skills must be even more extraordinary.

In the blink of an eye, Yue Buqun did not mean to stop talking, but instead exerted force under his feet, his body was as fast as a shock, and the sword in his right hand pointed at the heart of Liu Shengzong's Yan eyebrows.

Silently, a white light flashed, and Yanagi Zongyan drew his sword like lightning to meet the attack, and at the same time turned around.

The two exchanged three moves in an instant, staggered, Yue Buqun didn't look back, and the sword pointed back three times.

Yanagi Zongyan also seems to have eyes in the back of his head, the sword is a grid behind his back, and there are three crisp sounds, and sparks burst out, as if he is accurately opening three invisible swords.

The strong wind was howling, blowing Yanagi Zong's body involuntarily took a step back, no matter how great his sword skills were in the future, he was only a junior with shallow skills at present.

Yue Buqun turned around and looked closely at Liu Sheng Zongyan from a distance of three zhang, and did not make a move immediately.

Yanagi Zongju exclaimed worriedly: "Father......"

Yanagi Zongyan raised his left hand, stopped his son's words, and waved his hand back with a calm face, Ito Ichito, Togo Shigeji and Yanagi Zongju glanced at each other, and silently floated back until twenty zhang away.

As the first swordsman of the Eastern Ei, the 'Sword Saint' who is wholeheartedly recognized by both the people and the shogunate, Yanagi Zongyan has the confidence to dare to face any strong enemy!

Despite the fact that the other party is young, and his swordsmanship and internal strength are ridiculously strong, Yanagi Zongyan never doubts that he has reached the pinnacle of his new Yin Flow sword technique.

However, Yue Buqun was quite surprised, compared to Lin Qi Shisuke, who barely touched the edge of meditation, he only understood a trace of the true meaning of the 'opportunity to move and stillness'.

Yanagi Zongyan just casually stood with a knife, revealing a calm and peaceful charm, which was more pure and natural than the so-called "immovable as a mountain", without any murderous aura.

His Buddhist meditation is not profound, and he has even integrated his powerful spiritual cultivation into the sword technique, which increases the subtlety and mystery of the knife technique.

Based on this alone, it can already be known that Yanagi Xinyin Stream is by no means a three-plate axe like the knife drawing technique, but an authentic Dongying knife technique that is broad and profound, and cannot be underestimated.

Moreover, in Yue Buqun's subtle induction, Liu Sheng Zongyan's internal strength is superb and profound, even if his internal strength realm has not entered the congenital, but his internal strength is not inferior to the innate master of Zuo Lengchan.

At the same time, he has specialized in knife art all his life, and his internal strength knife art has long been combined into one and is inseparable.

In terms of the strength of the attack alone, I am afraid that it is better than Zuo Lengchan of the Comparison Heart Palm Method. (To be continued.) )