To the eternal you

"Cough cough..."

Iwazo clutched his chest in pain, his steps were sloppy, his exposed arms and the clothes on his body were full of cutting scars, after walking a few steps, he staggered and fell heavily by the stream.

"Huh...huh, it's really hard to strike..."

He turned over with a wry smile, facing the direction of the sun, with his other arm hanging in the stream, feeling the coolness of his fingertips touching the stream stones.

A strange whisper came from my ear again: If you choose again, will you show off like this?

Iwazo stretched out his other hand in front of his face, blocking the long-lost sky light, only the slightest light sprinkled on his face through his fingers, and he closed his eyes.

Like a prodigal dog, he escaped from Inazuma Castle, threw the burden on his younger brother Miyu Nagamasa, and left nonsense like "I believe my mother will definitely come back, so..." and the like.

He went to Kagekoyama, told such a story to Mitsuyo, and got a new name from the other party's sneer.

But in the final analysis, he is a coward. He fled to avoid criticism and the shame of blood, but even so, there are still people who are willing to give him warmth.

Mitsuyo who is willing to teach him sword skills.

The Caimen family is willing to accept him to provide a residence.

She is willing to trust him, and even gives him a prayer to return to Dao Wife.

What, isn't this completely dependent on others?

Doki Iwazo, you are really as stupid as a cannonball as the master said.

That being the case, then there is no need to think about what to do or not, idiots don't think so much, because this is a man's promise - so it must be followed through.

He opened his eyes, took his hand out of the pool, and stroked the hair on his forehead casually. Although he was shaking, he finally stood up.

If you have to wait for the fish, you have already taken the bait.

A group of people dressed in wild clothes surrounded the leader of the shogunate who was officially named Hai Luangui, and stood quietly not far from him.

"Iwazo?"

The fierce eyes under the mask of Hai Chaogui stared at him, like a hunter watching prey to be slaughtered, unscrupulous.

"..."

Yanzang silently glanced behind him, as expected, there were also a few people blocked there, on the right was a cliff that would not be able to climb up for a while, and on the left was a river, jumping down would only slow down the movement.

Apparently, Yanzang didn't answer and didn't seem to cause much reaction from him, he just stretched out his hand flatly, and his hands held the head of the stepping head, Songhe grabbed the hair and threw it over.

The head rolled and stopped at the bottom of Yanzang's feet, and the expression froze at the moment of death. The pupils twisted in pain, resentment and fear had already dissipated, and even the blood in the head was about to flow out, leaving only dark brown viscous liquid running along the incision. Flow down slowly.

"I know you, you let him run away that day."

Songhe's tone was dull, without any ups and downs.

"He didn't dare to come back, fearing that he would be punished and escaped secretly. He thought he could escape to an outlying island, but he was caught by my men on the way back."

"At first, I thought that I caused a lot of trouble. I executed him and planned to have someone send him over to you as an apology. I didn't expect...I didn't expect that you were just a wild errand."

Yanzang couldn't see his expression clearly, but there was a deep sneer coming from under the mask, and it even gradually became rampant, and the hoarse and harsh voice was full of joy.

"Hahahaha! Thank you, thank you for being just a ronin running wild legs, I don't need to waste another man in the past."

He even thanked him solemnly.

"Then to you, isn't this person your subordinate?"

Iwazo asked while suppressing his anger.

"Are you angry? Why, didn't he trouble you with others, and he didn't take into account the friendship of the same village."

Songhe asked in surprise.

"However, it doesn't matter. This guy is unlucky, and also a coward who was castrated by Calamity. I have never been interested in this kind of waste. On the contrary, you make me very interested."

"I heard from them that you killed a few of my subordinates. You are good at martial arts. Which school did you learn from?"

Inazuma pays attention to different schools, the more famous the school, the more apprentices. Taking Kendo as an example, the most famous of the three major disciplines of the shogunate is the Kanli-ryu, who is famous for high-speed slashing and drawing swords.

Then there are the sects founded by kendo masters such as the naive one-sword style, the true yin style, and the bright mirror Zhishui style.

The simple division of the ranks can be called: initial heart, paper cutting, catalog, and exemption.

Only those who have reached the level of the directory are allowed to report out of the house, so as not to embarrass the sect.

"I flow."

Yanzang stood with his sword in his hand, his eyes were neither dodging nor avoiding, and his tone was calm.

"Hehe, are you in a class of your own? Hey, boy, being able to defeat those wild beasts really proves that you are talented, and I have always been kind to talented people."

Songhe drew out his saber, the long and narrow blade gleamed with a cold edge.

"Do your best, come and compete with me, you can leave if you win, and be my subordinate if you lose."

He made the sword posture in the upper section, and a condensed ferocious aura instantly rose high. He locked on Yanzang's aura. fight back.

Songhe could tell that the one who seemed to be seriously injured had actually kept his eyes on him, showing a sense of ruthlessness.

What he wants is an obedient dog, not a wolf that barks at its master.

To deal with this kind of unruliness, he thought he was a "genius" with destiny added to his body after he had learned some sword moves and knocked down a few trash Ye Fu while wandering. He had killed several at least.

At the same time, the next moment when the breath was entangled, the surrounding was so quiet that only the sound of the stream flowing was left.

Yanzang's muscles were twisted, and his face showed no timidity. With his current injuries, he couldn't beat this guy.

But the purpose of this trip is not to compete with bravery.

But to maximize, to bring them together——

So, naturally, he stretched out his right hand and gave a thumbs up.

"As far as you are of the pheasant genre, I can fight ten."

"..."

Songhe looked at him coldly with the eyes of an idiot, and then stretched out his hand to move backwards and forwards.

"Looks like he's just a mindless idiot, cut him off."

This is an era when looking at reputation, even individual warriors will start a life-and-death battle because of an insult.

Obviously, Iwazo also knew how to provoke them.

Because the next moment, the group of Ye Fu had already roared and rushed out with their knives drawn, with blades front and back.

There is no way to escape, and life is in danger.

But Iwazo didn't care, he was just as usual, as the master who taught him the skill said.

"One glance is enough, three visions and four strengths."

"Therefore—"

One hit kill!

The moment Iwazo stepped out, the blade moved his body, which was no longer feeling pain, like a spiral blooming, instantly biting the Nobushi who was blocking the way in front of him.

Also at the same moment, Songhe behind him, left side, right side, and in front of him was about to drop heavy knives that planned to split him and his men.

Time seems to stand still for a moment.

A tengu with pitch-black wings shoots out from the shadow to Shan Biao!

She stepped on the protruding sword blade of Yanzang, and the four crow feathers behind her surged with lightning to bounce off the blades falling around her, and the three-layer Ba Zhiyin group fan held high in her hand emitted dazzling thunder.

"Lei is ordered by heaven—!"

Even if there is no rain, thunder can fall on a sunny day.

The condensed electric snake overflowed and hissed, and the flash of thunder seemed to take away the light of day.

The dazzling lightning drilled holes in their retinas, and the high temperature instantly turned their epidermis into coke. The armor that was supposed to protect them was melted and poured on the exposed flesh, emitting a scorching smell.

As the center of the lightning strike, Songhe immediately used the secret technique of the God-only school the moment the opponent appeared. force.

And the fastest speed would be to put the knife on his chest, but even so, he was still seriously injured by lightning, the armor on his body rattled, and a corner of the ghost mask cracked due to the huge pressure, revealing a face that looked like a ghost underneath .

When witnessing the Tengu bathed in thunder and standing proudly, Songhe also broke free from the lock of the thunder, his chest swelled with anger, the thunder of resentment was attached to the blade like a will-o'-the-wisp, and his body seemed to grow bigger out of thin air a bit.

Filled with anger that ignited the fighting spirit, Songhe raised the blade again and said angrily: "Drink!"

The upper body was on the verge of being broken, and the footwear was split open, revealing a strong and burly body full of scars underneath, and a thunder scar was engraved next to the heart.

This is the shame he faced when he once faced the Tengu.

To wash away the shame of the past, fight with your life, or abandon your reputation and run away like a prodigal dog?

Is there a second answer for the samurai?

PS: Piaopiao, Ernegai!ヽ（≧□≦）ノ