A foreigner's journey

Before the audience could cheer for Tsuruga's camouflage victory, the victorious chosen one turned to look at Heather on the throne, half-kneeling on the ground and said respectfully:

"Qi Zunzun, Camouflage has something to say."

Heather raised her chin in disbelief: "Go ahead."

"Using this god-made weapon and the power given by the gods to fight against the enemy is no longer a battle but a crushing one. Camouflage does not want the [Godly Swordsmanship Showdown] to be tarnished by this, so Camouflage boldly asks the Lord to allow Camouflage to withdraw from the competition."

After saying that, Tsuruga Camouflage knelt on the ground and rested his forehead on the cold rocky ground.

"...If anyone else dares to say that, I will give him a thunderbolt. But my black miko has said so, okay, that's it."

Heather nodded slightly:

"But [Thousand Blades] can no longer be handed over to you. Do you have any objections?"

"Thank you, God, for your grace." Tsuruga wore his camouflage, letting the [Thousand Swordsman] beside him turn into thoughts and dissipate.

Although the Thousand Swordsman disappeared, the energy of her and the Thousand Black Witches did not disappear.

This is a matter of course, because the [psychic power] of the black witches is genuine and their own power, not a fake thing lent to them by Heather.

Using the concept-strengthened ability of [Spell Coin·Aztec Gold Coin], Heather briefly turned all the black witches into special immortal bodies at the Santu Shrine, and then used the method of forced chanting to unify the chanting for them.

Ordinary people are very likely to die from exhaustion because they are unable to smoothly control the flow of sperm pores and chanting energy after being forced to open their mind, causing the essence of the whole body to be exhausted. Immortal people don’t have this concern.

They may be weak, they may feel uncomfortable, but they will never die due to the loss of life energy.

Under the guidance of Heather, Tsuruga Camouflage was the first to complete the opening, which took seven minutes.

Other black witches have also completed Kai Nen one after another, and there are many talented Nen ability geniuses among them. These girls have been tortured and humiliated because of their age and origin, but under Heather's hands, these inconspicuous stones have been developed. Carved into rough jade, it glows with a brilliance that is unique to them.

Even if Heather leaves this world, the black witches will not suffer the same tragic fate as before. They have gained strength, faith, and love, and they will eventually survive in this troubled world.

In this way, the swordsmanship duel in front of God only has the last one left, [Qiang Baibing] vs. [Qian Shihua].

Twenty years ago, Qiang Baibing's mother 'Qiang Heijian' had a shocking showdown with Qiang Qihua's sister 'Qian Qishi' that shocked the whole country. At that time, there was no winner between the two sides, but the strongest name in the country was not the same. It was literally taken away by Rong Qishi.

Today, at this moment, in the Sword Guard Temple, the holy land of swordsmen across Japan, under the watchful eyes of the gods, [锖] and [鑢] will once again start a fight of iron and blood, and the winner will win everything.

Off the stage, Qiang Baibing slowly closed his eyes and stood motionless under the awning holding a paper umbrella with one hand.

He was calming his heart, adjusting his state, and striving to achieve the most perfect fighting posture before the battle. As Qiang Baibing said before, his goal this time will be to become the chosen one by God Susanoo, complete the forging of the 'full sword', and become the sharp blade of the god!

Qihua, you will be my best and last enemy... Qiang Baibing said silently in his heart.

And what about Rong Qihua?

He was still standing in the waiting room of the players, talking to each other, no, it would be better to say it was the shadow in his own heart.

"Xiao Qihua, you haven't gotten rid of the pain and confusion of killing your sister with your own hands. As a [sword], you are unqualified."

In front of Shichika, a girl who looked exactly like her sister Nanami sat cross-legged on the floor in the waiting room, looking at Shichika with a smile.

Shichika reacted slowly and looked at the girl, muttering: "Unqualified... [Knife]?"

"Yes, I am unqualified as a [sword], and I am also unqualified as a [human]. What a failure, Xiao Qihua, hahaha!" Biwo Mulan Samsara burst out laughing.

Qihua was angry: "Nonsense! I am the most qualified swordsman, Jiu'er said so too!"

"The sword cannot choose the person it wants to kill, but it can choose the person holding it. You chose Jiu'er, but you regret it because you killed your sister who threatened Jiu'er. Do you think you are qualified as a [sword]? ?"

"..." Qihua's face turned gloomy.

"You are not qualified as a [human being]! For the sake of a woman you have been with for less than half a year, you killed your biological sister who has been dependent on you for more than 20 years. You have obviously noticed that your sister has never killed you once. Faced with this, Such a good sister who is reluctant to take action against her younger brother can still kill her, so you are not even a human being!"

Qihua's fists were clenched so tightly that her joints were green and white.

Biwo Mulan Samsara tilted his head and thought about it, and suddenly showed an evil smile: "Oh, I can't make a [sword] and I can't be a [human], it's very difficult... How about committing suicide?"

She leaned forward, and the face that resembled her sister kept enlarging in Qihua's eyes, almost occupying his entire field of vision——

"Just use your sharp knife to stab me in the neck. Will you be freed from the regret of killing your sister? It won't hurt at all. In one moment, you can tear your heart and lungs out of here. It’s a great proposal to be liberated from the inner pain, isn’t it?”

Qihua's hand slowly raised, and her five fingers joined together to form a knife.

"Yes, that's it, go up a little bit, aim for the neck and then... Wow!! What are you doing?"

The figure of Biwomu Reincarnation was split in half from head to toe, but no blood was spattered, and he was still yelling to himself.

Qihua maintained the half-kneeling posture of slashing the sword, and her tone gradually changed from low to high: "... Jiu'er is still waiting for me. For Jiu'er, I can do anything! I am Jiu'er's sword, Jiu'er He is my knife-wielding person, and I will never die before Jiu'er agrees! Get out of my way, we are not reincarnated!!"

The hand knife was raised high again, and then suddenly swung down!

At the moment when the hand knife was about to touch the reincarnation of Biwomu, the figure that resembled my sister exploded and disappeared like an illusory bubble, leaving only the weird tone that continued to echo in the waiting room——

"Hey, it took me so long to figure out my inner feelings. I'm really hopeless. Xiao Qihua, your knife wielder has been waiting for you for a long time, right?"

At the same time, a distant, familiar voice seemed to come from the horizon, becoming clearer and louder:

"...Flowers! Seven flowers! Seven flowers!!"

Damn it! Qihua opened her eyes suddenly and found that she was lying on Jiuer's lap.

Still in the waiting room, there is no longer a figure of Biwo Mu Samsara around. In addition to Jiu'er and Qihua, the other eleven members of the royal family were also in the waiting room, but their condition was not good.

Hu Ran and Lu Tong had already committed suicide by killing themselves, and their blood spattered all over the floor.

Ba Xiao was chopped into two pieces, and his body was still twitching slightly.

Huiheou sat in the corner with his head in his hands and a dull look on his face, seeming to have fallen into a state of "dead heart".

The black mother of Mozhiqiu is missing.

Zhen Ting Jie's body was covered with wounds, and he was facing off against Fuyi Daiqiu, who was holding a [Absolute Sword]. The latter also had wounds on his body and looked no better than Zhen Ting Jie's.

"Shichika! You finally woke up!"

Seeing Qihua open her eyes, Jiuer was overjoyed, and then he straightened his face: "Quick, let's get out of here!"

"Jiu'er?"

"I was the first one to wake up, followed closely by Ukichi Taeki and Shinawa Jiaji. In order to delay time, I handed over the Jue Sword and claimed that I would give them the Jue Sword's participation in the battle. In this way, the Imperial Guard Eleven Everyone was also qualified to participate in the swordsmanship duel in front of the gods. Sure enough, a fight broke out between Uki Yoshidaiqiu and Zhenniwa Jiaji. After Ba Xiao woke up, he also tried to seize the sword, but was defeated by Ukiyoshi Taiqiu and cut him off in the middle. Mo Zhiqiu Hei Mu was knocked out by Zhenting Jiezi, and she is probably dead."

"Where are the three people?" Qihua looked at the other three people.

"Huran and Lu Tong seemed to have been bewitched by the guy who called himself [Immortal], and committed suicide directly. Huiheou did not commit suicide, but his heart collapsed directly, and he has not woken up until now."

Jiu'er looked frightened:

"That Biwomu Reincarnation is not an immortal, he is simply a demon! His terrifying ability to bewitch is almost a curse, and I almost fell for it."

She looked at Qihua, with a look of reluctance and relief on her face: "...Qihua, let's run away now."

"well?"

"Without Jue Dao, we no longer have the qualifications to compete, so that's fine."

Jiu'er breathed a sigh of relief:

"I don't even want to think about sword fighting in front of the gods, destroying the shogunate, or resurrecting my father. Shichika, I just want to go with you. Let's hide in a place where the shogunate will never be found, and live happily ever after, okay? ?”

Qihua was about to say something when her eyes suddenly froze.

Jiu'er followed Qihua's gaze and turned to look behind him, and found something lying quietly on the floor behind him.

This was an incomplete knife, with only a handle and a handle, and no blade. It lay quietly on the floor. The reflection of the handle also reflected the confrontation between Shinawaji and Ukigi Taeaki.

"[Chengdao Quan]..."

For some reason, Shichika knew the true identity of the bladeless sword the moment she saw it.

The last Shikizaki Kiki variant sword appeared.

"It's that trick of reincarnation!" Jiu'er understood immediately. Testing people's hearts and using sincerity as a balance is called 'quan'. This is exactly the way of reincarnation.

Qihua picked up the Chengdao and threw it to Jiu'er with a determined look on her face: "Jiu'er, I won't leave. I want to compete and win the final victory!"

"Seven Flowers..."

"Since the qualifications for Jue Dao have been given up, let's get rid of them directly!"

For the first time, Qihua did not wait for Jiuer's order but thought and completed the action as a [human]. Her whole body suddenly jumped out like a discharged cannonball, and instantly came to Ukichi Daiqiu's side.

Ukiyoshi Taiqiu, who was confronting Zhenting Jiezi, couldn't even react completely. He just subconsciously stabbed Qihua with the sword in his hand.

Shichika turned around to avoid the thrust, and used her back bones as a fulcrum to tightly clamp the blade of the sword with her steel-like arms. The blade immediately let out a painful creaking cry.

"The Twelve Styles of the Void Sword Style·Kiku!"

Bang! The sword that was said to be indestructible was broken by Shichika using a simple lever principle. Shikisaki Kiki's transformed sword is vulnerable to the virtual sword Rong who no longer has restraint and pressure.

Just as Ukichi Toaki was about to roar, his face was dented inward by Shichika's turning knee. His whole body made a series of bone crushing sounds, rolled over on the ground for more than ten times, and finally hit his seat hard. On Hui Heou in the corner. boom! The wall immediately shattered, and the two died together without a word.

As soon as Shinawa was in trouble, he immediately wanted to run away, but as soon as he ran out a few steps, he was caught up by Shichika with full firepower, and a simple hand knife stabbed through his heart from behind.

At this point, all the eleven people on the imperial side were wiped out.

Qihua shook off the blood on her hands, stood upright in the middle of the hall, looked at Jiu'er with a smile in her eyes:

"Let's go, Jiu'er. It's time for the final battle!"