I Became The Lord Of A Hundred Ghosts Since Hokage

Chapter 158: The Battle Without Superfluous Words

Following the guidance of the servants, Qianshi met the people he wanted to meet on this trip.

North of the Yi River.

The appearance of this samurai, who is said to be over fifty years old, gave Sengoku an amazing feeling, as if the years hadn't left any traces on him. Unlike Qianshi's old Patriarch Liu Shengyunci, who had seen and even accepted as a subordinate, he hid all the edge, Qianshi felt his publicity when he first saw the north of Yihe River.

Yes, this man is just sitting in the top position, wearing a kimono, his mind is still open casually, and his expression is somewhat reckless, looking like a child of a dull nobleman. But when he really stared at this man, Qianshi realized an unbearable edge.

To the north of the Yi River, this second warrior of the Iron Kingdom, like an unsheathed sword, unscrupulously let his edge sway.

Qianshi didn't even doubt that the next moment, north of the Yihe River would draw his sword and slash at him.

This is the mind-slashing state of the samurai, and it's the state of mind-slashing to an extremely high level.

The so-called mind-slashing state, in general terms, is equivalent to the shadow of a ninja.

This shadow refers to the division of strength, and the sign of a truly powerful samurai is to have the state of slashing the heart.

And the knives they wielded contained the power of the heart.

Qianshi even speculated that the reason why the strength of the future Hanzō of the Salamander was severely declining was because his mind-slashing realm was broken, and the will in his heart was not firm, and he would not be able to support his indomitable sword.

And the north of the Yi River is undoubtedly a samurai who has extended the state of slashing the heart to a terrifying level.

Seeing him, Qianshi not only sighed secretly, but first came to find the Patriarch of the Yihe clan. It was really the right choice.

Even this kind of samurai is only the second samurai, how terrifying the first samurai woman Admiral Takechizuru should be.

After seeing the ceremony, Qianshi said lightly: "Patriarch Yihe's knife is sharper than I thought."

North of Yihe looked at the handsome young man in front of him, his brow furrowed, because the young man in front of him was the strangest person he had ever seen in his life.

He couldn't feel the breath of the young man in front of him. If it weren't for his eyes to tell him that there was such a person, he wouldn't even be able to perceive it.

There is no breath, no emotions, and even north of Yihe feels that even if he draws a knife, he can't cut anything. This is undoubtedly an uncomfortable thing for him.

His expression changed, and he said solemnly: "The city of Liushenghua, have you also cut yourself off?"

"My sword, the knife of slicing karma, cut off the three major contacts in this world, born, died, and walked."

Qianshi looked at the north of the Yi River indifferently, and it was normal not to perceive him. The force of imprisonment enveloped his breath and emotions, not connected to the outside world, just like a dead thing in nature.

The battle between the samurai is not just about drawing swords to each other. For the samurai who have the state of slashing the hearts of each other, it is also a way of fighting to use words to break through each other's mood before drawing the sword.

When Qianshi stepped into the land of the Yihe clan, he began to attack his heart.

Inside the house, the core members of the Yihe clan frowned, and the masters among them naturally found that they could not perceive the existence of Qianshi. When they heard Qianshi's words, they were even more jealous.

"What a horror, killing all the causes and effects of one's own birth, and also killing the future after death, and cutting off all the karmic effects caused by one's own actions. If you can really do this, then you can cultivate with this state of mind. The state of slashing the heart will be so terrifying."

A master of the Yihe family murmured in a low voice, but the needle appeared to be audible in the silent room.

He opened his mouth north of the Yihe River, seemingly interested. He looked directly at Sengoku, but he gave people the feeling that he was looking down, "Yagyu-kun, you gave me interest, but I don’t know yours. Knife, can it really match your words."

He was undoubtedly aroused. The son who was sitting next to his left hand got up, took off a white knife north of Yihe, and placed it on his father's desk.

"Famous sword-Long Guo Zhanye. This sword has accompanied me throughout my life. I have used it to kill countless masters. Since the sword you said is the sword of Zhanye, you want to get it too, right? -kun, let's stop saying vain words, come on, how about using a knife to speak?"

North of the Yihe River laughed loudly and laughed loudly.

"Ah... I didn't expect to be a happy person. In that case, I have said too many vain words, but it is mine."

A smile appeared on Qianshi’s face, but this smile was extremely stiff, but the next moment, all the warriors of the Yihe clan, except for the north of Yihe, instantly left cold sweat, and some even held it on with their hands. On the table in front of him, he almost collapsed.

Because at this moment, they all felt an unspeakable fear.

It's like meeting animals and natural enemies.

They trembled, only the north of Yihe showed excitement.

"The way of ghosts! The way of demon swords! Unexpectedly, someone would take this path. You take murder as everything to accumulate this level of murderous intent!"

North of the Yihe River directly picked up his own knife, walked out of the house, and brushed past Qianshi directly.

Qianshi also slowly got up and followed.

When the two disappeared, only the Yihe people were left stiff in place.

"Only Human Slashing can deal with Human Slashing... It is estimated that this record on the line turned out to be true."

The so-called slashing of humans is a sincere and sincere samurai who kills people and uses human life to cut the blade.

Another Yihe tribe murmured: "In the entire Iron Kingdom, only the city of willow flowers and the Patriarch are the real people, right?"

"Apart from Human Slash, only the woman of martial arts can break this rule."

The eldest son north of the Yi River sighed and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

The daughter of martial arts is their tribute to the female Admiral Takechizuru.

...

Qianshi is not afraid to compare swords. He came to this unfamiliar country. Now that he has grown up, he can use his abilities recklessly, and he can use his abilities on anyone at will.

Brain vortex worrying Technique, the technique of copying the will, made him accept the sword skills of all the samurai of the Yanagi clan, and the Guitong Maru attached to his body also strengthened his own essence of killing intent through continuous killing.

Today, although he is extremely powerful in swordsmanship, even because of Liu Shengyunci, his swordsmanship is perfect, but he does not have the heart-cutting state of a true swordsman, but he has taken a different approach and used pure killing intent. Instead of cutting the heart.

To kill the master, to kill the master knife.

When he walked to the empty test site separated by the Yihe Clan, he looked at the young man in front of him to the north, feeling the purely Ultimate killing intent on him, and felt a long-lost tremor.

This is inevitable. He closed his eyes and seemed to feel the despair of his own death.

But his heart became more excited because of this.

"What is your knife called?"

He looked at Qianshi's waist and asked the sword housed in the blood-red sheath.

"Ji."

Sengoku lowered his body.

Feeling the sense of danger coming from the blade, he took a deep look north of Yihe. This was undoubtedly a demon sword. He also lowered his body and placed his hand on his Long Guo Zhanye.

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