From one person to nine to five

Chapter 551: Ghost Cut (1)

Genji's Onikiri, the legendary sword, seemed to be given life at this moment, standing quietly at the end of the road.

Its sharp blade shone with a faint blue light under the moonlight, like the brightest star in the night sky. There seemed to be an invisible force surging around the blade, which was the power of Genji contained in the sword, making the surrounding air heavy.

There was silence all around, with only the occasional sound of wind and the chirping of insects in the distance. However, in this silence, there was a tense atmosphere that was about to explode.

Genji's Onikiri seems to be waiting for something, with the tip of its blade slightly pointing forward, as if telling of the upcoming battle.

At the other end of the road, a figure slowly approached, his steps steady and firm. He was a samurai, wearing a traditional kimono, with another equally sharp sword hanging from his waist.

His eyes were firm, and he seemed full of anticipation and determination for the upcoming confrontation.

The distance between Genji Onikiri and the samurai was gradually shortening, the air between the two seemed to be trembling, and the tense atmosphere reached its peak.

At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and all eyes were focused on the upcoming confrontation.

Finally, the samurai walked in front of Genji's Onikiri. He stopped and took a deep look at this legendary sword.

Then, he slowly drew out his own sword, and the two swords shone together in the moonlight. An epic duel was about to begin.

Genji Onikiri and the samurai were facing each other, and the air between them was almost cut by the sharp edge of the blade. At this moment, all the waiting and preparations gathered into a force that was about to explode. With just one order, a thrilling battle would begin.

At the end of a desolate ancient road, Xu Fu, a legendary figure, stood quietly holding a golden spear.

The long spear shone brightly in the sun, as if it was a divine weapon bestowed by the gods. Xu Fu's eyes were firm and deep, as if he was thinking about the upcoming battle.

Opposite him, Genji's Onikiri, this famous sword seemed to have its own consciousness, quietly waiting for the arrival of its opponent.

The blade exuded a sharp aura, and the surrounding air seemed to be oppressed by this aura, becoming heavy and tense.

The distance between Xu Fu and Genji's Onikiri is not far, but in this short distance, there are endless possibilities and variables.

The atmosphere between the two became increasingly tense, as if an earth-shattering battle might break out at any time.

Xu Fu slowly raised the golden long spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear pointed directly at Genji Onikiri. Genji Onikiri was not to be outdone, and the blade trembled slightly, making a low humming sound, as if responding to Xu Fu's challenge.

The eyes of both parties met, as if they were having a silent conversation.

There was determination and resolve in Xu Fu's eyes, while the blade of Genji's Onikiri exuded an indomitable will.

Finally, the battle was about to begin. Xu Fu took a deep breath and took a step forward. The golden spear in his hand cut through the air with a sharp sound.

Genji's Onikiri was not to be outdone. A powerful force suddenly burst out from the blade and pounced towards Xu Fu.

The golden spear and the Genji Demon Cutler collided in the air, making a deafening sound. The power of the two intertwined in the air, forming a series of brilliant lights that illuminated the entire battlefield.

The battle was about to break out, and both Xu Fu and Genji's Onikiri used their full strength to engage in a thrilling duel.

The golden long spear and Genji's Demon Cutting Sword intertwined in the air. Every collision burst out with powerful force, shaking everything around.

This battle is not only a contest of strength, but also a showdown of wills. Xu Fu and Genji Onikiri are both interpreting the true meaning of battle in their own ways. And the outcome of this battle will determine their fate and future.

In a wasteland illuminated by the moonlight, the confrontation between Xu Fu and Onikiri reached its climax. Xu Fu held a golden long spear, while Onikiri's blade shone with cold light, and both of them exuded a momentum that should not be underestimated.

The battle began with a low shout from Xu Fu. He swung his long spear, which cut through the air, making a sharp whistle.

The tip of the long spear streaked across the night sky like a meteor, pointing directly at Onikiri's vitals. Onikiri was not in a hurry, he turned the blade and cut off the long spear's attack at an almost impossible angle, while counterattacking at the same time.

The weapons of the two collided in the air, emitting dazzling sparks. Every clash was like thunder, shaking the surrounding air.

Xu Fu's long spear was as agile as a swimming dragon, sometimes stabbing straight, sometimes sweeping sideways, and each attack was full of changes and unpredictability.

On the other hand, Onikiri used stillness to overcome movement, and his swordsmanship was steady and precise, with each slash aimed directly at Xu Fu's flaws.

The battle lasted for a long time, and neither side had a clear advantage. Xu Fu's long spear danced in the moonlight, like a golden dragon, while Gui Qi's sword method was like a ghost in the dark night, silent but deadly.

The battle between the two is not only a contest of strength, but also a competition of wisdom and strategy.

As the battle progressed, Xu Fu began to use his profound internal strength. Every swing of the long spear was accompanied by a strong airflow, forming small whirlwinds in an attempt to disrupt Gui Qi's offensive.

On the other hand, Onikiri paid more attention to defense, and his swordsmanship became more rigorous, so that every slash blocked Xu Fu's attack route just right.

During the battle, Xu Fu suddenly changed his tactics. The attack of Chang Ge became more fierce and each attack was full of destructive power.

And Onikiri began to look for opportunities, waiting for a flaw in Xu Fu's offensive, preparing to launch a fatal attack.

After a fierce battle, Xu Fu's long spear suddenly flew out of his hand and flew straight into the sky. Gui Qi seized the opportunity, and with a flash of his sword, he was ready to end the battle.

However, Xu Fu did not give up. He turned around and caught the long spear with amazing speed, confronting Gui Qi again.

In this epic duel, the battle between Onikiri and Xufu has reached a white-hot stage. As the battle continues, both begin to show their unique martial arts.

Onikiri, the descendant of the Genji clan, suddenly moved, and the samurai sword in his hand danced like a phantom. His movements were swift and precise, and each movement was full of power and beauty.

At this moment, he used the secret sword technique of the Genji family - Manesakiri.

The name of this move, Mane Cutting, comes from the back of a samurai sword, symbolizing cutting off all obstacles with the power of the back of the sword. It is an attack that combines strength and skill.

Onikiri's movements suddenly became smooth and coherent, and his samurai sword drew graceful arcs in the air, as if he was performing a dance.

Xu Fu saw this, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes. He knew that this move was very serious and he had to deal with it carefully.

He tightly grasped the golden spear and poured his inner strength into it. The tip of the spear began to emit a faint light. It was obvious that he was also preparing his own special skills. Onikiri's samurai sword suddenly accelerated, and the back of the blade brought a strong airflow and slashed towards Xu Fu.

This knife looks simple, but it contains unfathomable power. Every swing of the blade seems to tear the air and emit a low roar.

Xu Fu did not dare to delay. He held the long spear across his body and blocked Gui Qi's attack at an almost impossible angle.

The collision between the long spear and the samurai sword made a dull loud noise, and the power of the two people intertwined in the air, forming a huge energy vortex.

The battle continued, and Onikiri's Mane Cutting kept changing the angle and strength of his attacks. Every attack made Xu Fu feel more pressured.

Xu Fu, relying on his profound inner strength and superb martial arts, constantly resolved Onikiri's attacks, while also looking for opportunities to counterattack.

The battle between the two continued under the moonlight, and every confrontation was full of tension and excitement.

The surrounding air seemed to be attracted by the battle, constantly gathering towards the center of the battle, forming a huge aura.

In this protracted duel, Onikiri's samurai sword was like the brightest star in the night sky, cutting through the silence of the night sky.

His movements suddenly became slow and powerful, and every breath and every look revealed the special skill he was about to perform - the bristle cut.

Mane-cutting is not only a sword technique, but also a manifestation of spirit. It requires the warrior to concentrate and unite his body and mind with the sword to exert its true power.

This is exactly the case with Gui Qi at this moment. There is not a single distracting thought in his eyes, only the ultimate pursuit of swordsmanship.

He began to move slowly, and each step seemed extremely heavy, as if the ground was shaking under his feet. As he walked, the air around him began to swirl, forming a small whirlwind that swept the surrounding dust and fallen leaves into it.

Suddenly, Onikiri's body shook violently, and the samurai sword in his hand began to dance in a trajectory that seemed simple but contained infinite changes.

The back of the knife reflected cold light under the moonlight, like a silver snake swimming in the night sky.

Xu Fu felt this force and knew that this was the blow that would decide the outcome.

He gripped the golden spear tightly, concentrated all his internal strength on the tip of the spear, and prepared to meet Onikiri's attack.

At this moment, Onikiri's samurai sword suddenly accelerated, and the back of the blade carried a powerful airflow, slashing towards Xu Fu at an almost impossible angle.

There was nothing fancy about this knife, no unnecessary movements, only the purest power and speed.

Xu Fu's golden spear drew an arc in the air, trying to block the fatal blow.

However, Maneki's power was far beyond his imagination. The collision between the long spear and the samurai sword made a deafening sound. The power of the two intertwined in the air, forming a huge energy vortex.

Xu Fu felt a strong force coming from the long spear, and his arms began to tremble, but he did not back off. He knew that this was the moment for him to show his strength.

He took a deep breath and increased his internal strength to the extreme. The tip of the spear began to emit a brighter light.

However, Onikiri's sword did not end there. His katana drew arcs in the air. Each slash was accompanied by a sound of breaking through the air, and each slash was full of power and speed.

Xu Fu felt the pressure doubled, but he did not give up. He used the golden spear as a shield and continued to resolve Gui Qi's attacks.

In this fierce confrontation, Xu Fu felt the power of Onikiri Mazekiri, and he knew that he had to use his own unique skills to compete with it.

At the critical moment, Xu Fu took a deep breath, his eyes became firm and deep, and the golden spear in his hand began to emit a more dazzling light.

Xu Fu's unique skill is called "Blind Dragon". This spear technique originated from the ancient dragon fighting technique. Its essence lies in responding to ever-changing situations with the unchanging and using stillness to overcome movement.

In Xu Fu's hands, the golden spear seemed to have turned into a blind dragon. Although it could not see anything, it could capture the enemy's every move through perception and intuition.

With Xu Fu's low shout, he began to perform "Blind Dragon". The golden spear danced in his hand, the movement seemed simple, but it contained unfathomable power.

The long spear drew arcs in the air, forming a defensive net, like the scales of a blind dragon, indestructible.

Although Onikiri's mane-cutting skills were fierce, every attack was cleverly resolved by Xu Fu's "Blind Dragon".

Xu Fu's long spear seemed to have life. It could sense every subtle change in the Ghost Cutting Sword Technique and react in an instant.

The battle became more intense. Onikiri's samurai sword kept attacking like a storm, while Xu Fu's golden long spear was like a solid dam, steadily resisting every impact.

The confrontation between the two is like the battle between the waves and the reefs. One wave is higher than the other, but they can never shake the reefs.

As time passed, the battle entered a stalemate. Both Onikiri and Xufu began to feel tired, but their eyes were still full of unyielding fighting spirit. They knew that this battle was not only a contest of martial arts, but also a confrontation of wills.

Xu Fu stood under the moonlight, his shadow was elongated and intertwined with the shadows on the ground. The golden spear in his hand shone brightly under the moonlight, as if a sleeping dragon was about to wake up.

As Xu Fu's breathing gradually became slow and deep, he began to slowly dance the long spear in his hand.

The movement started out slow and graceful, with the long spear drawing perfect arcs one after another in the air, just like a blind dragon slowly opening its eyes in the darkness, sensing everything around it.

Guiqi's sword technique was like a violent storm, and every sword strike was accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, trying to penetrate Xu Fu's defense.

However, Xu Fu's "Blind Dragon" spear technique was like an insurmountable barrier. Every time the blade approached, the long spear would appear at an almost impossible angle, cleverly deflecting the blade.

Xu Fu's long spear was not just for defense, it was looking for opportunities in every contact, just like a blind dragon using its tentacles to sense the weaknesses of its prey in the dark.

As the battle progressed, Xu Fu's movements became faster and faster, and the dancing of the long spear became more and more urgent. Every swing was accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, and every rotation was accompanied by the speed of lightning.

During a fierce attack by Gui Qi, Xu Fu's long spear suddenly accelerated and danced in a seemingly chaotic yet mysterious way.

The tip of the spear drew complex tracks in the air, like a blind dragon weaving a huge net in the darkness, waiting for its prey to fall into the trap.

(End of this chapter)