People in Hokage, start as Tachibana Ukyo

late at night.

The screams from the Beichen clan alarmed many people nearby.

Some worked up the courage to take a look.

However, after seeing the corpses of the Beichen clan all over the ground, they ran away with a face full of horror, never daring to get any closer.

The other samurai families in the same city were all panicked, afraid that it would be their turn in the next moment.

As for those loose warriors and civilians, their originally numb eyes began to glow brightly.

What can be seen most from their faces is not fear and horror, but excitement and anticipation.

These people have been oppressed by the samurai clan for far too long!
If the Beichen clan fell, the boulder that was pressing on them would fall.

From now on, their lives will gradually improve.

In fact, no matter whether it is a casual warrior or a commoner, they have been looking forward to the appearance of a hero to help them overthrow the rule of the Beichen clan.

Now, that wish is about to come true!

How could they not like it?

The movement outside naturally attracted the attention of the three men with the knife.

Hearing that someone had entered the Beichen clan, the three of them were startled, and soon thought of Mr. Youjing.

Without any hesitation, the three broke into Amano's bedroom.

I found that Mr. Ukyo, who was staying in the bedroom, had disappeared.

The three of them looked at each other, rushed out of the Fuyuan Hotel, and rushed towards the Beichen family's mansion.

At this time, Amano had entered the depths of the Beichen clan.

Along the way, all Beichen warriors who stood in his way died, and no one could block Amano's sword.

Along the way, almost all the guardian warriors of the Beichen clan were lost.

Amano shook off the blood on the sword and continued to go deep into the Beichen clan.

At this time, almost all the remaining elites of the Beichen clan gathered around the hall.

In the hall, Beichen Yilang, the Patriarch of the Beichen Clan, was sitting on the main seat with a gloomy face.

Beside him, stood a tall and strong warrior.

This person exudes a lingering aura from top to bottom, and one can tell at a glance that he is not a character to be trifled with.

In front of the two of them, a young figure was kneeling on the ground.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Kenji Beichen.

The young master of the Beichen clan, the arrogance that used to hang on his face has long since disappeared, replaced by fear and trepidation.

"Little bastard, didn't my father tell me not to provoke that blue-haired swordsman for the time being, and it's not too late to act when my father receives the order from the Elder Council, but you refused to listen and sent such a team of loose warriors to deal with him , This is great, you have provoked someone to come home!"

"That man destroyed the Beitiao clan. Do you think our Beichen clan will be his opponent?"

"Look, because of your capriciousness, our Beichen clan has lost a lot of manpower. If we continue, our Beichen clan is likely to follow in the footsteps of the Beitiao clan, do you know?"

At the end, Bei Chenichiro almost roared out.

"Father, I know I was wrong!"

Beichen Jianji lowered his head, admitting his mistake with tears in his voice.

"Forget it, the matter has come to this point, we can only fight head-on!"

Having said that, Bei Chenichiro turned his gaze to the guardian warrior aside, and asked solemnly, "Musashi, it's up to you for the rest!"

"Don't worry, Patriarch, as long as I'm here, I'll keep you safe!"

When he said this, the samurai named Musashi had a confident look on his face.

"As for the blue-haired swordsman who dared to intrude into our Beichen clan, I will personally cut off his head, the Patriarch just wait patiently!"

"Okay, I'll leave it to you!"

Bei Chenichiro seemed to trust this warrior very much.

On the spot, he almost handed over his wealth and life to the other party.

Turning his head to look at his son who was still kneeling on the ground, Bei Chenichiro scolded angrily: "Get up soon!"

After hearing this, Beichen Jianji stood up quickly.

"If you are not my own son, I really want to slap you!"

"Humph!"

Bei Chenichiro glared at Bei Chen Kenji angrily, and then turned his gaze to the outside of the house.

The blue-haired swordsman had already reached here.

The remaining elite forces of the Beichen clan are fighting fiercely with Amano.

Said that the fight was a bit too much.

These are the only remaining elite warriors of the Beichen clan.

In the eyes of casual warriors and civilians, it may be an invincible existence.

However, in Amano's eyes, he is no different from a chicken and a dog.

These elite warriors still couldn't resist Amano's sword.

In just a few breaths, all the elite warriors guarding in front of the hall fell under Amano's sword, and none of them survived, almost all of them were killed with one blow!
What a terrifying swordsmanship!

Bei Chenichiro saw everything in his eyes, his pupils shrank slightly, and obvious fear began to appear in his eyes.

Beichen Kenji was also not much better.

He looked at Amano as if he saw a god of death. The fear in his eyes had already spread to his whole body, and his whole body was trembling all the time.

As for Musashi, who was talking nonsense just now, he was staring at Amano solemnly.

He felt great pressure from Amano.

In the face of this pressure, Musashi only felt like a flat boat in the sea, which seemed to capsize at any time.

What a terrifying momentum!

What a horrible person!
When did such a powerful figure appear in the Iron Kingdom?
A few drops of cold sweat slid down Musashi's temples.

His eyes no longer had the self-confidence he had at the beginning, but only a look of deep fear.

This person is not an easy character!

In Amano's body, Musashi seems to have seen the temperament of a sword master.

He somewhat regretted the firm words he had just made.

Against Amano, he is most likely not an opponent.

It's just that, now that it's done, it's impossible to repent.

Just bite the bullet!

Hey!
With a flash of Musashi's figure, he rushed towards Amano like a thunderbolt, slashing with the long sword in his hand.

brush!
The sword light flashed, but landed in the void.

Holding the sword in one hand, Amano easily dodged Musashi's blow by simply moving his feet.

Musashi's attack did not stop there.

The quick slash just now can only be regarded as Musashi's starting move at best.

Next, the sword light poured out like a storm, falling towards Amano's head and face.

Amano's expression remained unchanged, and his figure kept moving forward or backward, left or right, dodging Musashi's attacks again and again.

None of the attacks could land on Amano.

"This...how is this possible?"

Musashi stopped in his tracks and looked at Amano with an incredulous expression on his face.

"This is all your strength?"

Amano looked at Musashi with some disappointment.

Amano's eyes seemed to prick Musashi's self-esteem.

He took a deep breath, and the chakra in his body surged rapidly.

"So far, only you can push me to this point!"

Musashi looked at Amano not far away, and the long sword in his hand began to glow blue.

That's the color of chakra!

"I will use this trick to completely end the battle between us!"

While speaking, Musashi gently lifted the long sword in his hand, and the sharp breath began to emerge from the blade.

"This is a change in the nature of the wind attribute chakra, as well as a change in form!"

Amano frowned slightly, somewhat surprised in his eyes.

He didn't expect to meet a samurai who uses wind attribute chakra in the country of iron.

This was the first time he saw it.

It feels a little strange.

It's just that this trick looks powerful, but that's all!
"Whirlwind!"

A sharp wind blade broke away from the sword body, and flew towards Amano at an extremely fast speed.

boom!
Amano raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed fiercely at the oncoming wind blade.

Under Musashi's surprised gaze, Amano chopped the incoming wind blade into pieces.

"This……"

Musashi's expression changed drastically.

He didn't expect that his unique move at the bottom of the box would be directly smashed into pieces by the opponent.

Such a result made him unacceptable.

"This battle should be over too!"

Amano said something in a low voice, then raised the long sword in his hand, and slashed at Musashi.

This sword is extremely fast, it seems to have surpassed the speed of lightning.

Before Musashi could react, Amano's long sword had already been sheathed.

Look at Musashi again.

His throat had been pierced at some point, and strands of blood flowed down his throat, soon staining his clothes red.

By the time Musashi reacted, he couldn't breathe anymore.

Musashi's eyes were fixed on Amano, and his eyes were full of astonishment.

He didn't expect that he would be instantly killed by Amano's sword.

This sword is amazing!

It has already exceeded the range that his reaction nerves can handle.

He deserved to lose!