Crown Dead

"But this man—he gave up all his dignity as a samurai, he gave up the noble class that is comparable to the daimyo, he gave up the heirs of the people he was supposed to protect, and he gave up the arrogance that he would never show his sword skills. He gave up his soul Give up your body, reason and conscience, everything is just to collide with me again..."

"I have to respond to this man who has nothing but swordsmanship!! I know this is downright stupid, a stupid decision that goes against the tactics I am proud of—but only this swordsman's last way of survival, I I don’t even want to fool the past at all!”

Musashi pulled out the Immortal Sword Demon Slayer, holding Kimonie in his left hand and Koikiri in the right, and assumed the Niten first-class posture that has been improved through many battles.

The opponent is a human body, there is no need to use Undead Slash.But Liu Sheng's swordsmanship is definitely not a three-legged cat kung fu that can be parried by his unknown double swords.

Immortal Slash slightly stings the body, this is just right, there is no better taste than this.The state is excellent, even if the opponent is the God-killing sword, he can easily parry and kill him.

It's very strange, it should be a situation where we should kill the former god of the gate of the final boss together, but Xiao Xianyu, Ba Yuqian, and Duan Zang just silently do not intervene.

It was obviously a death duel with a mistake in swinging a knife, and one breath disorder would kill, but both Yagyu and Musashi smiled.

"Let's go, little fish, Ba Yuqian, I will catch up later. Princess Qing Ji is still waiting for your arrival. As for Duan Zang... I'm sorry, please tell Mr. Liu Sheng those things that are not humorous for me. The reincarnated people will stop outside."

Musashi said quietly, Xiao Xianyu and Duan Zang could only nod their heads to express their understanding.

Xianyu had seen a similar smile before, and he had seen such a smile on the face of the King of Conquerors when he faced Iskandar's army in Fuyuki City.

That must be the most heartfelt smile a warrior can show.

"Let's go, Ba. I still have an agreement with Qing Ji."

"……Um."

Xiao Xianyu and Ba Yuqian passed by Liu Shengdan Mashou, and walked towards the castle tower above the stairs.

"If there is a chance, I would like to compete with you once, foreigner."

"—"

Xiao Xianyu heard Liu Sheng and his subtle voice for a moment, not even sure if those words were really spoken by him.

After the two left, Yagyu also slowly drew out his samurai sword that he would not let anyone see, and set up his own style of "Xinyin style".

"Don't try to escape with sorcery this time, Shinmen Musashi."

"Ah, I will kill you right here, and then use your life as a step, let me go one step closer to the empty realm."

There was no longer any need to communicate, and the two rushed towards each other.

In different worlds, with different life experiences, different genres, different beliefs and personalities, the two people who have no similarities at all finally have a common point of intersection at this last moment: [Pursuing the way of the sword itself, fighting with others itself - it is really the best things] "Don't relax! Those reincarnations suddenly became manic, hold your own front!!"

Minamoto Raimitsu slashed the long sword and tore the two reincarnations in half, then immediately took out the bow and arrow and nailed the severed limbs to the wall.

"The last batch of citizens has all been evacuated!"

A samurai rushed over and shouted.

"Understood—you have worked hard! Your bravery has been rewarded, and now all leave the castle town!"

Under the guidance of Minamoto Larimitsu, the task of guarding was successfully completed, and the mutants who were originally entrenched on the street were also wiped out in sevens and eighties.

—Okay, let’s help Caviar and the others next.

"Hey, who are you!"

The voice of a samurai interrupted Minamoto Raimitsu, and in the middle of the retreating road, a black figure appeared extremely abruptly.

The whole body was filled with a dark mist, but most importantly, I had no idea how he appeared.

"Who are you, here shouldn't—"

"—!?"

The black figure just stretched out his hand to put on the samurai, and the next second the samurai was reduced to ashes.

"Is it another Heroic Swordsman? If that's the case, I can't let you leave here to hinder Caviar."

Minamoto Yorimitsu judged the opponent as an enemy in an instant, and the boy Kirie Yasuna put himself in a stance and clattered.

"……what?"

The samurai sword fell to the ground, not only that, but also his own arm was attached to it.

How exactly...

Minamoto Raimitsu raised his head, and somehow the black shadow that was still far away suddenly appeared in front of him.

The palm stretched out towards Minamoto Laikou, and the white light in the palm danced slightly.

Chapter 43. The Ghost Wandering in Shimabara

The pitch-black figure that appeared in front of him at some point stretched out his palm, and the white electric current in his palm crackled.

From those tiny electric currents, there was only one thing Minamoto Raikou could feel—death.

It is not the kind of death where the body is destroyed, nor is it the emptiness where the spirit base is exhausted.

It is more pure, overflowing... as if stripping oneself from the whole world, from the body to the soul, extending to the root and even the complete annihilation of existence.

If you are touched, what awaits you will only be an eternal and fixed, bottomless darkness.

brake--! !

Just before the palm of his hand rested on his forehead, a violent slash that tore through the ground swept from a distance.The pitch-black figure was instantly attracted by this sudden and violent attack, it retracted its arms and moved back just one step to dodge the blow.