From one person to nine to five

Chapter 291 Miyamoto’s Two-Sword Style ([-])

In the barren mountains, an ancient and dilapidated earth temple lies quietly in the silent nature.

This temple has experienced hundreds of years of wind and rain erosion, and the traces of time have carved deep wrinkles into its stone walls.

The eaves are sloping, the tiles are broken, and the stone steps in front of the temple are covered with moss, as if the earth is lovingly embracing it.

In this earth temple on a barren mountain, a Japanese samurai sits in the center of the temple, as if time has frozen here, and his existence is part of this barren mountain.

He was wearing traditional samurai clothing, a black kimono with bright red sash intertwined on his chest.

Two knives, a long knife and a short knife, were hung on his waist. The blades shone with a cold light, revealing calmness and majesty.

The warrior's face was solemn and calm, and his eyes were deep, as if he could penetrate the layers of time.

He put his hand on his knee and tapped the handle of the knife lightly with his fingertips, making a faint and regular sound.

He sat in the center of the temple, as if waiting for someone to arrive, but in this peaceful mountain wilderness, there was only silence and the sound of the breeze.

The interior of the temple is dark and simple, but some old murals on the walls depict legends and myths from the past.

The incense burner exudes the faint scent of sandalwood and the flickering candlelight adds a mysterious atmosphere to the tranquility.

In the solemn silence of the Earth Temple on a barren mountain, the Japanese samurai sat there quietly. At the foot of the mountain near the Earth Temple on a barren mountain, a young Taoist priest slowly walked up the mountain.

He was wearing a worn-out robe. The patches and traces of wear and tear on the robe showed that it had been with him for a long time.

The color of the priest's robe has faded, but no matter what, it is still a symbol of solemnity.

The young Taoist priest has a delicate face, and his brows reveal tenacity and determination.

His hair was fluttering in the wind, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was full of anticipation for the mountain road ahead.

He held a golden Changge in both hands. The iron pole of the Changge was flashing with ancient patterns, and seemed to possess a mysterious power.

The steps of the young Taoist priest were light, as if they were integrated with the earth.

He slowly walked up, each step steady and firm, as if he was pursuing some kind of destiny.

The barren mountain and earth temple behind him gradually faded away in his eyes, but his eyes were always locked on the unknown at the top of the mountain.

Xu Fu slowly approached the temple, his golden sword flashing in the sun, like a golden light piercing the tranquility of the temple.

Ichiro Miyamoto was sitting in the temple, his swords still hanging on his waist. His eyes turned to Xu Fu the moment he approached.

Miyamoto Ichiro frowned slightly, his hand gently held the handle of the knife, and he watched the strange Taoist priest warily.

Xu Fu stopped at the entrance of the temple, his eyes were deep, as if he could understand everything.

The atmosphere between the two instantly became tense and full of gunpowder.The battle between Xu Fu and Miyamoto Ichiro is full of gunpowder. The two are agile and have superb martial arts skills.

Xu Fu waved his golden sword, and the tip of the sword drew silver light, attacking Miyamoto Ichiro's upper body.

Miyamoto Ichiro used his short sword to resolve the attack, and then counterattacked. The long sword drew a semicircle and struck Xu Fu's waist.

Xu Fu retreated quickly, dodged Miyamoto Ichiro's attack, and then jumped up, Chang Ge suddenly slashed down from top to bottom.

Ichiro Miyamoto dodged well, moved his body sideways, and swept his sword across at the same time, neutralizing Xu Fu's attack.

The two men's moves were rapid and coherent, the blades intertwined and sparks flew everywhere.

Ichiro Miyamoto's swords danced like the wind, sometimes defending and sometimes attacking fiercely.

Xu Fu's Chang Ge is unpredictable, with spins, swings, and bayonets, capable of both offense and defense.

Their movements are like a gorgeous dance, and every move is full of deadly threats.

The pace of the battle was extremely fast, breathing was rapid, and the atmosphere in the temple was extremely tense.

The battle between Xu Fu and Miyamoto Ichiro further escalated, and their moves became more fierce, and each move was full of devastating threats.

Ichiro Miyamoto suddenly launched a series of attacks, swinging his two swords like a whirlwind. The blades cut through the air and launched fierce attacks on Xu Fu's various parts.

Xu Fu dodged like a fish swimming in water, and Chang Ge formed a solid defense line in the air, blocking Miyamoto Ichiro's attacks one by one.

When Xu Fu had the opportunity to counterattack, he let out a roar and Chang Ge struck down from top to bottom like a thunderous strike.

Ichiro Miyamoto did not dare to be careless and used his two swords to attack. The moment the blades met, a dazzling firelight and a harsh metal collision broke out in the air.

Their bodies flashed, dodging each other's attacks and quickly counterattacking.

Xu Fu's Chang Ge dances like a dragon with great power, while Miyamoto Ichiro's double swords are precise and cunning, each sword aimed at the fatal part.

During the battle, their muscles were tense and dripping with sweat, but their eyes were still as sharp as eagles.

It's a life-or-death fight, and every moment is filled with danger and determination.

Suddenly, Xu Fu launched a jaw-dropping stunt.

He raised Chang Geping above his head, spun it around several times, and then stabbed hard.

Miyamoto Ichiro had no time to react. He was hit by this move, his whole body was bounced away, and he fell to the floor of the temple.

Ichiro Miyamoto stood up quickly, his forehead was already soaked with a drop of sweat, and his eyes were full of tenacity.

He picked up his two swords and prepared to fight again. The battle was not over yet. Both sworn enemies knew that this was a decisive showdown. The winner would become the ultimate winner, and the outcome of the battle was still unresolved.

Ichiro Miyamoto suddenly launched a series of rapid attacks, and the blades of his double swords flashed in the air, menacingly.

Xu Fu stabilized his body and quickly blocked every attack with Chang Ge, but the pressure gradually increased.

Ichiro Miyamoto's attack speed was dazzling. He seemed to turn into a gust of wind, slamming into Xu Fu's defense line.

Xu Fu is worthy of being a master. He is extremely flexible and can avoid Ichiro Miyamoto's fierce attack and then quickly counterattack.

Chang Ge rolled like a giant dragon and suddenly stabbed Miyamoto Ichiro in the chest.

Ichiro Miyamoto dodged sideways and counterattacked with a short knife. The blade was only an inch away from Xu Fu's cheek.

Xu Fu's heartbeat accelerated. He could feel the ferocity of Ichiro Miyamoto, but he was as calm as ice and stood firm.

The sound of the battle between Chang Ge and the double swords continued, and it was like a violent thunderstorm in the temple.

Suddenly, Xu Fu stabbed out quickly with his golden Chang Ge, and the attack speed was so fast that it was almost difficult to catch.

Miyamoto Ichiro could only block it with a short sword in an emergency, but Xu Fu's attack became more fierce, and Chang Ge's blade made a harsh friction sound on the short sword.

Not to be outdone, Miyamoto Ichiro tightened his muscles and tried his best to resist Xu Fu's attack, and then counterattacked, trying to find Xu Fu's flaws.

Their battle has reached a fever pitch, with both samurai going all out, fighting tooth and nail for victory.

Miyamoto Ichiro swung his two swords fiercely, slashing at Xu Fu one after another. Xu Fu kept retreating, cleverly avoiding every fatal attack.

His skills are like a spiritual snake, sometimes jumping up and sometimes sliding sideways, always resolving the crisis at the critical moment.

Xu Fu was not to be outdone, his Chang Ge burned like a flame in his hand.

He quickly stabbed Miyamoto Ichiro in the waist with the tip of the knife. Miyamoto Ichiro ducked sideways, but Chang Ge made a shallow mark on his side.The battle became more and more fierce, and the temple was filled with a strong atmosphere. The clothes of the two warriors were in tatters, and their bodies were soaked with sweat.

But their eyes are still as sharp as swords, and they will never show weakness.

Suddenly, Ichiro Miyamoto launched a shocking trick.

His swords crossed quickly, forming an iron wall-like defense line, and then suddenly jumped into the air.

Xu Fu felt tremendous pressure instantly, and he had to use his golden Changge to fight back.

Chang Ge and the two swords collided in mid-air, making a huge impact sound.

Xu Fu felt that all his strength was being oppressed. He gritted his teeth and tried his best to resist Miyamoto Ichiro's offensive.

At this moment, the muscles of the two people tensed, sparks flew, and the air in the temple seemed to be penetrated by electricity.

The battle is still going on, and this duel is just a small climax in the battle.

They all know that this decisive battle is not only a contest of strength, but also a contest of will.

The battle returned to the temple floor in an instant, and the two warriors' moves became more fierce and faster.

Ichiro Miyamoto launched a series of rapid slashes with his two swords. Xu Fu's golden long sword kept spinning in the air, blocking these fierce attacks.

Xu Fu's physical strength was constantly being consumed, but he did not relax his vigilance and continued to look for opportunities to counterattack.

Xu Fu suddenly launched an unexpected move. His long sword suddenly flipped between Miyamoto Ichiro's two swords, and hit the lower body of Miyamoto Ichiro with one sword. This move was unexpectedly successful and almost caused Miyamoto Ichiro's death. Shot in the leg.

Ichiro Miyamoto immediately bounced away and quickly rose into the air. His body rushed towards Xu Fu like a meteor.

Xu Fu tried to intercept Miyamoto Ichiro with his long sword, but Miyamoto Ichiro was as fast as lightning and he avoided Xu Fu's attack.

The two of them intertwined in the air of the temple and launched a series of violent attacks.

Xu Fu's Chang Ge and Miyamoto Ichiro's swords intertwined with each other, the blades kept flashing, and the temple was filled with the sound of sparks and metal collision.

Their breathing was rapid, their muscles were full and tight, and their bodies were filled with blood from the battle, but their determination never wavered.

This is an extraordinary duel of martial arts. Both warriors are pursuing victory with their lives, unwilling to give up or show weakness.

The battle between Xu Fu and Miyamoto Ichiro enters a deeper realm, as if time itself is frozen in their moves.

Ichiro Miyamoto's swords are like a pair of ferocious ghosts, with every swing carrying the threat of destruction.

His attacks were fast and accurate, trying to find Xu Fu's flaws, but Xu Fu's movement was like running water, always remaining surprisingly flexible.

Xu Fu kept trying to break through Miyamoto Ichiro's defense line. His golden long sword danced in the air, and the blade was extremely sharp.

Every confrontation was accompanied by the roar of metallic sounds, as if a fierce symphony was playing in the temple.

Ichiro Miyamoto suddenly changed his tactics and stabbed Xu Fu's chest with two knives at a dizzying speed.

Xu Fu moved his body urgently, barely avoiding it, and at the same time counterattacked with a long sword. The tip of the knife scratched Miyamoto Ichiro's arm, leaving a shallow mark.

Miyamoto Ichiro's pupils shrank, and his attacks became more ferocious.

He suddenly rose into the air and swung his sword across, trying to cut off Xu Fu's head.

Xu Fu felt the threat of death. He lowered his head to avoid it. The blade grazed his hair and made a terrible harsh sound.

Then, Xu Fu's counterattack came. He stabbed Chang Ge violently into Miyamoto Ichiro's abdomen with astonishing power.

Miyamoto Ichiro forced himself to dodge, but Change's blade left a deep wound on his clothing.

Both samurai were exhausted and their clothes were soaked with sweat, but the battle continued.

Their strength and skills continue to burst out, showing the pinnacle of martial arts. Every move is fatal, and every moment is the possibility of a decisive battle.

In the temple, the battle between Xu Fu and Miyamoto Ichiro reached a climax. The two figures shuttled like lightning, and the lights and shadows of swords intertwined.

Ichiro Miyamoto launched a violent series of attacks with two swords, each sword was accompanied by a whistling sound, trying to break Xu Fu's defense.

Xu Fu kept retreating, avoiding Ichiro Miyamoto's offensive, and then quickly counterattacked.

His golden sword danced like a dragon, and the blade drew beautiful arcs, trying to find Ichiro Miyamoto's flaws.

Ichiro Miyamoto's movement is extremely flexible. Sometimes he rises into the air, sometimes he dodges sideways, and he can dodge almost every fatal attack.

The rhythm of his attacks was like a tide, coming one after another, leaving Xu Fu with almost no chance to breathe.

Xu Fu was as calm as ice. He evaded while waiting for the opportunity.

Finally, he captured the moment when Miyamoto Ichiro's offensive slackened slightly.

At the moment when the blades crossed, he quickly seized the opportunity and stabbed Miyamoto Ichiro's waist with the golden long sword.

Miyamoto Ichiro felt the crisis, but before he could completely avoid it, the Changge blade slashed across his abdomen, leaving a deep wound.

The pain made him grit his teeth, but he did not flinch, but instead increased the intensity of his attack.

Swinging his two swords fiercely, he tried to force Xu Fu into a desperate situation.

Xu Fu, on the other hand, responded calmly. Although his body was exhausted, his determination remained firm.

He waved his long sword, trying to fend off Miyamoto Ichiro's double swords, looking for the next opportunity to counterattack.

The battle between Xu Fu and Miyamoto Ichiro has entered a fierce battle. Their movements are getting faster and faster, and their moves are becoming more and more fierce.

Ichiro Miyamoto instantly launched several series of attacks, the blades of his two swords were like a violent storm, airtight, trying to suppress Xu Fu.

Xu Fu had to retreat continuously, using his golden sword to block every fierce attack. His body was covered with injuries, but he still stood firm on the battlefield.

Suddenly, Miyamoto Ichiro changed his tactics and stabbed Xu Fu's heart with a knife at an unbelievable speed.

A sneer appeared on Xu Fu's face, and his golden Changge also met. The two collided in the air, sparks flying.

Ichiro Miyamoto turned around again, and his two swords continuously drew a ray of light, directly hitting Xu Fu's neck.

Xu Fu lowered his head to dodge, and counterattacked with a move at the same time. Chang Ge stabbed Miyamoto Ichiro directly in the abdomen.

Ichiro Miyamoto dodged away, but a wound was made on his back by the tip of Chang Ge's knife.

The battle was burning like a flame. The two men's physical strength had reached its limit, but their fighting spirit had not diminished at all.

Xu Fu's golden long spear is like a ghost, slashing at one moment and stabbing at the other, with infinite power.

Miyamoto Ichiro's double swords are as fast as a hurricane, constantly trying to defeat his opponent.

The audience in the temple almost held their breath as they witnessed the superb skills and unyielding fighting spirit of the two warriors.

This is a life and death showdown, every moment is full of suspense, and every knife and every move may be the key to victory or defeat.

(End of this chapter)