I was a swordsman in ancient Japan

With a kick on his hind foot, he rushed towards A-Ming in front of him.

Kazun's body is huge, so his legs are quite long. In just 2 steps, Kazun successfully rushed in front of A-cho.

Atachi, who had just landed on his feet, did not expect that Kazumi would suddenly drop his sword.

While showing a panicked expression, he hurriedly tried to escape from Kazuchun's body.

It's a pity—because the accident happened so suddenly, A-cho, who hadn't expected it, had no time to escape.

Kazumi grabbed A-Ming's fair neck with his big hands, and "nailed" A-Ming to the wall of the corridor next to him.

Due to the difference in body shape of the two, A-Machi, who was "nailed" to the wall by Kazumi, had his feet suspended in the air and could not touch the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The neck was pinched by Kazumi, and the strong discomfort in the throat made A-Ming cough loudly.

"Did you not expect that I would suddenly abandon the knife?"

Kazumi didn't seem to be in a hurry to strangle A-Ming to death.

His palm was bigger than A-Ming's face, and Kazumi grabbed A-Ming's neck like he was carrying a doll.

"This trick is also one of my unique skills. I have used my trick to deceive countless people."

Speaking of this, Yichun suddenly paused.

Although Kazumi's neck was strangled, Ah-Machi's face was now flushed slightly from suffocation.

It's just that even so, it's hard to hide Ah Ding's pretty face.

Kazumi raised his eyebrows, and after taking a serious look at A-Ming's face a few times, he grinned, showing his yellow teeth.

"Now take a closer look, you look pretty pretty."

"Hey, you said you were a ninja, right?"

"How about a few nights with me?"

"You female ninja are the best at doing this kind of thing, right?"

"As long as you stay with me for a few nights, I can spare your life, and the thing you hurt my left shoulder will be forgotten."

"It would be a pity if a beautiful person like you died like this."

As soon as Kazumi finished speaking, A-Machi said without any hesitation:

"I'm so sorry, I don't want to sleep with a man like you."

"Is that so..." Even though A-Machi rejected it without hesitation, Kazumi showed no regrets, "If that's the case, then go to die."

After all, Kazumi slowly increased the strength in his hands.

A-Ming felt that the five fingers pinching her neck were slowly tightening, and the strange redness began to expand on her face at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even his breathing became more and more difficult for A-Machi.

It's just that - even though he could barely hold his breath, a meaningful smile still appeared on A-Machi's face.

"Dead? You are the one to die."

After finishing speaking, A-Machi suddenly raised the iron cannon in his hand, aiming the muzzle at Kazumi's chest.

At the same time, he hooked his index finger to the trigger...

Looking at the iron cannon in Ah Ding's hand facing his chest, Kazumi's pupils suddenly shrank.

Countless thoughts drifted through Yichun's mind at this moment.

Her projectiles are already loaded? !

When was it loaded? !

When on earth did she load the projectile? !

Can she still load the bullets of the iron cannon in this situation of avoiding my attack? !

How did you do it? !

To escape!

To escape! !

……

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind, and finally turned into one word "run away!".

Under the influence of the desire to survive, Yichun can't care about elegance and posture.

After quickly loosening Ah-Ming's neck, Kazumi jumped aside in a very embarrassed posture.

The feet were finally able to fall back to the ground, but A-Machi did not change the direction of the muzzle of the iron cannon in his hand, and started chasing and killing Kazumi.

Instead, he quickly threw the iron cannon in his hand, pulled out the wakizasa hanging from his lower back, and rushed towards Yichun!

Ah-cho's iron cannon was not loaded with projectiles at all.

What she did just now was purely to deceive Yichun.

This is a tactic she came up with after she was "nailed" to the wall by Yichun just now - aiming at Yichun with an iron cannon that has not been loaded with projectiles at all, making Yichun mistakenly think that she has loaded the projectiles, so that In this way, Yichun exposed his flaws.

Very fortunately—Yichun was hit.

A-Machi clenched the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and the tip of Wakizawa aimed at the chest of Kazusumi who had just escaped from the "threat of shooting" by the iron cannon.

Kazumi now looked at A-cho who was rushing towards him with a knife in astonishment.

Ah-Ming bet the outcome of this battle on her blow.

- must hit!

Looking at Kazumi's chest that was getting closer and closer to her, A-Ming prayed frantically in his heart.

laugh!

A Machi felt the familiar feeling of a sharp knife piercing the flesh in the palm of his hand.

It's just that her knife didn't hit Kazumi's chest at all.

At the very moment when A-Machi's Wakizashi was about to stab her chest, Kazumi quickly raised his right arm, using his right arm as a shield, and placed it between A-Machi's Wakizawa and his chest.

It was Kazumi's right arm, not Kazumi's chest, that Machi's Wakizawa pierced.

Seeing that his life-threatening blow had missed, Ah-Ming's face turned pale instantly.

After the blow failed, A-Ming planned to abandon the knife directly to increase the distance between him and Kazumi—although the idea was good, Kazumi didn't give her a chance to leave safely.

The right arm was directly pierced by the blade—the huge pain caused cold sweat to break out from Kazumi's face crazily.

Clenching his teeth, resisting the urge to cry out in pain, Kazumi swung his right arm outward.

A-Ming, who didn't have time to drop the knife, was thrown flying.

Yichun used great force.

He tried almost as hard as he could.

The light-bodied A-Machi was directly thrown into the air by Kazumi, and then fell towards the ground in a beautiful parabola.

A-cho, who failed to adjust his posture in time, fell heavily to the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

After falling to the ground, a piercing pain suddenly came from his right arm.

The intense pain made A-Ming uncontrollably let out a scream of pain.

A-Ming looked at his right arm - his right elbow was strangely red and swollen.

Combined with the pain and the weird redness at the right elbow, Ah-Ming instantly understood what happened to her right arm—because she couldn't adjust her landing posture properly, her right arm broke.

In addition to his right arm, Acho also felt pain from his left ankle.

But the pain is not as strong as the right arm.

Probably also injured, but not to the extent that the right arm was directly broken.

As for Kazumi on the other side—big beads of sweat rolled down his face.

Enduring the pain, he pulled out the Wakizawa that was still on his right arm and threw it aside casually, then picked up his big naginata with a dark face...

Chapter 251 The Executioner's Confrontation with the Demon Monk

After recovering his own naginata, the first thing Kazumi did was to crush A-Machi's iron cannon that fell to the side.

The barrel of the gun was trampled by Kazumi, and bent into an unbelievable angle.

After destroying A-Machi's iron cannon, Kazumi walked slowly towards A-Machi who was clutching his right arm and struggling to get up.

"Get out of here!"

While walking towards A-Machi, Kazumi swept the two revived ogres aside.

Due to a broken right arm and a broken left ankle, A-cho is now unable to stand upright normally.

"You bastard... I really underestimated you."

Yichun's tone was very cold.

"It hurt my left shoulder first, and now my right arm. You are the first person to hurt me to this extent."

After finishing speaking, Kazumi slowly raised the big naginata in his hand.

"I won't give you any chance to live anymore."

"Just turn it into two halves for me!"

Looking at the high naginata in Kazumi's hand, a look of despair gradually appeared on A-Machi's face.

Pass the strength to your feet, trying to avoid Kazuchun's upcoming attack.

But the constant pain from his left ankle made it impossible for Ah Ding to even stand still.

If you can't even stand firmly, how can you avoid Yichun's attack?

The despair on his face became more and more intense, and A-Ming tightly closed his eyes, waiting for Kazumi's powerful slash, which was definitely enough to cut her in half...

Even though he had steadfastly held back his body, his body still subconsciously began to tremble slightly due to fear...

call!

After Kazumi raised the naginata in his hand to the highest point, he finally swung it down violently.

A-Machi could already hear the sharp, ear-piercing, scalp-tingling sound of the blade cutting through the air.

Hearing the sound of breaking wind, A-Ming seemed to close his already closed eyes even tighter.

This look, as if he couldn't bear to see his miserable death later...

……

……

clang! !

……

……

Ah-Ming suddenly felt a gust of wind passing by his ears.

As the gust of wind blew, a huge sound of gold and iron colliding exploded in front of her.

This loud noise seemed to have some kind of magical power, and as it sounded, the ear-piercing sound of the naginata cutting through the air suddenly stopped.

--what happens……

While A-Machi thought to himself, he slowly opened his eyes.

After opening his eyes, the first thing that caught his eyes was a light onion color mixed with a lot of blood.

Yichun looked astonished.

As for A-Ming—the look of astonishment on her face was actually no less pale than that of Yichun.

"Ayi..." As if A-Ming's lips and tongue were out of A-Ming's control, he moved by himself, softly calling out the name of the person standing in front of her at this moment.

Ogata, who was standing in front of A-Machi, had already drawn out his two swords, crossed them on top of his head, and blocked Kazusumi's slash for A-Machi.