Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees

God has divine nature, and beasts have animal nature.

The two make up a complex human nature.

Sometimes a person can put down the butcher's knife at a thought, become a saint on the spot, cut the meat and feed it to the eagles; or he can go astray due to a thought and become a heretic who harms the world.

It is undeniable that it is difficult to achieve great enlightenment. Most people only start to pursue peace of mind when they are old, eating fast and chanting Buddha, trying to smooth away the inner guilt in this way.

But when you are young and strong, you are not aware of any karma and retribution at all, and you are not afraid of any gods or Buddhas. With a knife in your hand, you can kill the Buddha even if there is a Buddha in front of you.

Rather than saying that there is evil in the human heart, it is better to say that the desire for destruction and killing is always present in the DNA. It is an instinct.

The strong are eager to ravage the weak and compete for more benefits.

Therefore, people who do evil often go deeper and deeper on this road, infinitely depraved, and ultimately unable to turn back.

This is the case for the thirty elite ronin. None of them are good people. Maybe they used to be, but they are no longer. Either for profit or to satisfy the desire to kill, they became members of the Nine-headed Dragon organization and became a group. A sharp blade that can kill others at any time.

Izumi Seiichiro is one of them. His swordsmanship is top-notch among this group of thugs, so he is almost among the top five in the Kuzuryu organization. However, he is not sociable, so he cannot be the third in command.

He was born in a martial arts family and was once a warrior with excellent swordsmanship. There was no imperial examination system in this Fuso, and official positions were hereditary. If you wanted to gain a better status, you had to risk your life to fight or please your superiors.

One day, he suddenly got tired of the life of flattering others, so he killed the young son of the local daimyo who was always arrogant to him, cut him into eight pieces, snatched the other man's horse, and fled out of the city.

While running wildly all the way, he felt an unprecedented sense of liberation. It was a kind of intense pleasure, a kind of freedom that he yearned for...the freedom to abuse violence at will.

He believes that this is the correct way of life. Swords are supposed to be used to kill people, so why do they have to have so many rules and regulations?

He didn't care at all about the fate of the Nan family, just like he didn't care why the leader gave the order.

He only knew that he could kill people happily. More than thirty ronin went to attack a down-and-out Chinese, and the result was a one-sided massacre.

A cruel smile appeared on Izumi Seiichiro's lips.

Tonight, heavy rain, just like this weather, brings despair to everyone.

Not only Nan Shizhi, but also everyone in the Nan family house, none of them can escape. They will cry, struggle and collapse in fear in the rain. No one can save them. The only outcome is to be ravaged to death. , or commit suicide happily.

More than fifty guards met more than thirty elite ronin. The former formed a battle formation, while the latter just charged and slashed casually.

With the numerical advantage and a certain amount of discipline and experience, even if they couldn't win, they should have been evenly matched. However... the result was one-sided.

In less than ten minutes, the number of guards had been reduced to less than twenty. Broken limbs were randomly falling on the ground, and many of them had turned into corpses.

Izumi Seiichiro chopped off a head and shook his head. Everything went smoothly, which made him feel bored.

He moved his eyes away from the gap in the guard and looked towards the backyard. There would definitely be someone else hiding there.

A group of helpless servants.

Just when he turned around, the burst of fire struck him, causing him to pause and slide a step to the side, avoiding the first knife.

But he knew he couldn't avoid the last two swords that followed, so he pushed the two people on the left and right out. When the two ronin, who were also quite powerful, took the swords, one was cut in half, and the other was knocked away to death. I don’t know.

Izumi Seiichiro narrowed his eyes: "Miss Nan family?"

"You know it's me, but you dare to come and die."

Minami Shizhi was dragging a too-large sword. A small part of the blade she held in both hands was immersed in the sewage pool mixed with blood. Most of the blade was exuding a blazing light red color and was breathing hotly.

"Hey... I'm curious about what a vicious girl like you would look like before she dies."

Izumi Seiichiro stared at the knife in the opponent's hand, and then looked at the person again.

Knives make people fearful. People have good potential, but they only have potential.

The other ronin also laughed. Even though two people had just been hacked to death, they didn't mind at all. There were some obscene words, and some even looked at the gorgeously dressed girl with wanton eyes, with dark desires rolling around.

What a bunch of idiots, Izumi Seiichiro thought to himself. Minami Shiori can die, but she cannot be ruined. Anyone who dares to touch her will definitely not survive the next day.

He hooked his fingers and said, "If you fight me a few times, I can at least make you die decently."

Without him taking the initiative to speak, Nan Shizhi had already recognized that this man had a high status among the swashbucklers, and killing him would be a deterrent.

The weapons of the two began to clash after looking at each other.

Minami Shiori's sword skills are inherited from her family. She has also received training from teachers of several schools. Her foundation is very solid. Her talent is at the same level as Amemiya Mahiru, or even slightly better. She raised her hand to slash Beichen's sword. The secret of flowing swordsmanship.

The source of Izumi Seiichiro's sword style can't be traced at all. It's like a whip that is wrapped around the train knife in a weird way. If it weren't for the thickness of the Odachi that makes it difficult for her to shift her center of gravity, I'm afraid she would soon be carried away by the weird sword moves. lost balance.

Five moves have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the view of the Nan family, the eldest lady is extremely powerful and can actually compete with a third-level swordsman without falling behind.

In fact, Minami Shiori has fallen into the opponent's rhythm. She explodes her strength regardless of the consequences, just to make a quick victory in a short time. It is best to kill Izumi Seiichiro in a few moves, just like what is written in an acting novel. With this move, you can fight one-on-one before the war and defeat the enemy generals to boost your own morale. How can you fight if the generals are killed? You can only retreat.

But Izumi Seiichiro took all her sword moves, and if he had to drag them down, she would definitely be inferior.

Minami Shiori gritted her teeth, and a blazing flame ignited on the train's Hiroguchi. She raised her sword and turned into a Shinto-ryu move called the jumping slash, intending to defeat Jukai with one force.

Even if you have the advantage of a weapon, it is enough to severely injure your opponent.

But Seiichiro Izumi, who has been a ronin executioner for seventeen years, is so cunning and experienced. How could he fall for such a simple provocation or care about the flaws revealed by this move.

He was not anxious at all, it was Minami Shiori who should be anxious.

So I avoided this knife.

As Minami Shiori swung her sword in the air, all her efforts were in vain. After this sword, the gap in strength and the stiffness of the body were fatal, so it was a self-sacrifice technique, not only during the killing process, but also after the end. It also retains huge flaws, which can be said to be fatal to the enemy!

Izumi Seiichiro licked his lips and thought to himself that it was a pity. If she had been given a little more time... no, even in another situation, when the two of them were one-on-one, she would have performed better than she did now, and she would have been able to fight at least fifty. There are many tricks, but unfortunately she is too anxious. Being anxious also means that flaws are easily exposed.

But now that he had the chance, he certainly wouldn't give up. He bypassed the falling train Hiromitsu, turned around, and slashed at Minami Shiori's vital part with his sword.

At this moment, Nan Shizhi suddenly let go of the sword, and a beam of fire lighted up under his sleeve, accompanied by a clear sound.

Izumi Seiichiro screamed: "Ahhhhh--!"

He covered the side of his face and rolled twice on the ground before kneeling down. His hands were scarlet red, and the entire side of his face and half of his ears were blown away.

Minami Shiori's left hand reached under the wide sleeve and took out a smoking gun.

The exquisitely shaped gun should be a collectible of some kind, but now it has returned to its true form.

Her flaws are deliberately sold, whether they are self-sacrifice skills or pretending to consume too much energy.

Unfortunately, the accuracy of this ancient hand gun was not very good, and it was not convenient to aim when it was hidden under the sleeve. In addition, Izumi Seiichiro temporarily turned his head to the side and failed to kill him with one blow. It only disfigured him, but it was not enough to destroy his combat effectiveness.

"you wanna die!"

After bleeding, Izumi Seiichiro fell into a state of madness, roaring and rushing towards Minami Shiori.

He no longer pursued any duel results, and shouted: "Come on, kill them all!"

The other ronin became anxious when they saw him, and they also swung their swords and rushed towards the few remaining guards.

The front hall of Nan's house turned into a tragic Shura field.

In an izakaya half a street away.

The old man holding the wine glass in his hand said with a drunken expression: "Is it time to end?"

Suddenly, the old swordsman sitting at the table opened his eyes and grasped the cane that was always with him.

Even though he is very old, the swordsman's five senses can still hear the sound waves shaking the ground. In this rainy night, the sound waves shake every drop of rainwater, rolling towards this place like a wave.

"what sound?"

After getting closer, Nan Shihui could also hear the strange noise.

The beeping sound was accompanied by a sharp air roar, and it was rapidly approaching from far away.

A ball of light passed through the dark night, smashing into this deep and silent street like a beast, transmitting its roar to everyone's ears.

Ode——!

Boom boom boom boom—!

It started with a sharp sound, followed by a series of intense bombardments.

The overly sharp sound caused discomfort to the two old men. They subconsciously covered their ears. Their eardrums hurt and they were accompanied by tinnitus.

The motorcycle itself has become a large noise maker. What is completely different from the elegant instrument is that its tragic voice is simply a call from hell.

The wanderers blocking Nan's house could naturally hear the sound, and could clearly feel that it was so close.

Minami Shiori also heard it. Because everyone's attention was drawn, she was able to take a breath from Izumi Seiichiro's crazy attack and saw the dazzling bright car lights through the gap.

She didn't know who it was, whether it was an enemy or a friend, but she couldn't help but be drawn to her mind. An intuition told her that this intruder might be the key to breaking the situation tonight.

The visitor still didn't pause at all in the straight line, but turned the accelerator and accelerated suddenly.

Izumi Seiichiro ordered: "Stop and kill this blind guy!"

Several ronin immediately turned around to greet him.

Unexpectedly, the man whose face could not be seen clearly under the glare of the headlights suddenly grasped the car faucet and raised it high, and then kicked him in the air on the back seat.

The crazily rotating rear wheel flew directly upwards with violent inertia. The motorcycle, which was three feet above the ground and flipped a circle and a half, was still making violent noises!

The motorcycle rider landed lightly, and then made an extremely slight but loud snap of his fingers.

Pa~

Accompanied by a faint thunder.

The motorcycle ignited directly, and a large bomb exploded in front of several ronin. The rampage motorcycle embraced the people who came to welcome it with great enthusiasm.

boom--!

Blazing fireworks rose, and a mushroom that was not as big as Hiroshima was planted, lighting up almost half of the street, as if it were daytime.

Amid the sound waves, Baiyu landed smoothly, smoke, heat waves, and mechanical parts passing by.

He narrowed his eyes, sighed, and encouraged himself: "Handsome."

As early as after watching the Resident Evil heroine throw a motorcycle and then eject it, he wanted to imitate it.

After being handsome, it’s time to get down to business.

"There are less than twenty left."

Showing the spear, stepping through the smoke and fire.

Enter the battle!