Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

If Dong Wenyu had unleashed any sudden attack just now, Uesugi Kiyoshi might not have been able to come to the rescue in time, and Miss Dong Wenyu would have perished on the spot.

Uesugi Kiyoshi glanced at the white jade statue out of the corner of his eye, and his expression changed. He noticed that since Higashimura Maki stepped into the courtyard, the mirage surrounding the Shuten-dōji statue had become increasingly dense, making it difficult for him to see the statue's face clearly.

It seems that the Demon King's target is indeed Maki Higashifumi, who possesses the demon soul of the Demon Sword Princess.

That's where things get interesting.

Despite being blocked by her first strike, Maki Azuma did not give up her offensive easily. Her swordsmanship was quite good; the beautiful cuts she made when they first met had caught Uesugi Kiyoshi's eye, which was already a very good level of swordsmanship.

When her first strike failed, she immediately changed her stance, twisting her hand to switch from a reverse grip to a regular grip, tilting her body at a steep angle, and drawing an arc with her blade as she unleashed the "Swallow Flying Slash".

Dong Wenyu's reaction was a little slow, but his "ability" took effect very quickly - a green light exactly the same as before wrapped around the Reverse Blade ship, stopping its attack.

Maki Azuma sheathed her sword again, the hem of her kimono fluttering in the wind, but the expression on her face held an unusual ferocity.

She seemed to have made up her mind, took a few steps back, turned her back to Uesugi Kiyoshi, and gripped the ship's frame so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

"gentlemen."

"Please let me be willful one last time. Can you entrust this person to me?"

"Dong Wenyu is absolutely! Absolutely! Absolutely unforgivable!"

Her blood-red pupils flashed with a crazed light; the eldest daughter of the Dongwen family revealed a side completely different from her usual dignified and elegant self.

For some reason, Uesugi Kiyoshi thought of the wild and unruly girl wielding a demon sword in the Hundred Demons Scroll.

It is three-tenths similar in appearance and seven-tenths similar in spirit.

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“Sir, if I die here, it will be my own fault. I have already instructed Guishan that if we win this battle, he will honor you as the new president of the Dongwen Society and assist you in taking over all the affairs of the Dongwen Society.”

"I won't let you help me for nothing."

"so."

"Please let me cut off his head with my own hands!!"

The girl's delicate body trembled slightly, and within her slender frame burned the flames of revenge, driving her to wield her sword.

Looking at that somewhat stubborn figure, Uesugi Kiyoshi quickly felt relieved.

People are different, but if you put yourself in his shoes, he might not be as rational as Maki Azuma.

"If you take someone's money, you have to do their bidding." Although this young lady was a bit naive, she was still very kind to me. Even at the last moment, she was still thinking about not letting me work for nothing.

Give a peach, receive a plum in return.

"Go."

Uesugi Kiyoshi's words were resounding.

"I understand how you feel, and I respect your decision. So, go ahead."

"Don't worry about it, you won't die before me, I promise."

Maki Azuma's body trembled violently, then gradually calmed down.

She suddenly looked up, her pupils now a dazzling crimson, like cherry blossoms struggling to bloom before withering away.

"Change always involves bloodshed."

"Father, your unfilial daughter is about to draw her sword!"

"Soaring dragon, innovator's spirit, link with me!"

"The Eight Strategies of the Ship, to be activated!"

The sword in the ship contains the heroic spirit of "Reformer" Ryoma Sakamoto.

That reformer of the Meiji Restoration era, a hero who ushered in the opening of the movement to overthrow the shogunate.

After Sakamoto Ryoma proposed the "Return of Imperial Rule to the Emperor," the Tokugawa Shogunate's rule formally came to an end.

Coincidentally, the one who carries the spirit of the hero, Touma Maki, faces Touma Yu, who has intricate connections with the god of the Tokugawa Shogunate at Toshogu Shrine.

I don't know if this is a coincidence or an inevitable outcome that someone had planned in the dark.

The original Maki Touma didn't have a high degree of compatibility with this Mirror of Heritage, so she never became a true linker.

Now, fueled by intense emotions, the girl's resolve has become the key to unlock the door, opening the gate to the spirit of Sakamoto Ryoma.

Power surged forth continuously.

A dazzling, firework-like light burst forth from the reverse-blade ship, and countless points of light, like swallows returning to their nests, all converged into the body of Azuma Maki.

The next second, the young lady of the Dongwen Society opened her eyes wide with rage, held the sharp blade upside down, and flew like a streak of light.

Dong Wenyu only felt a blur before his eyes, and a cold, reversed blade came up from behind him, hooking back and trying to cut off his head.

His expression changed drastically, and he roared angrily. The emerald green light reappeared, but it was shattered by the secret technique "Wind Return" inherited from the heroic spirit.

Dong Wenyu dodged to the side in shock and anger, staggering as he avoided a fatal blow, but a deep, bone-revealing wound was still cut into his shoulder.

Blood gushed out as if it were free, and Dong Wenyu's face had turned deathly pale.

There doesn't seem to be anything to worry about in the situation.

Judging from Dong Wenyu's actions just now, Uesugi Kiyoshi could tell at a glance that this Dongwen Wolf's physical skills were ridiculously poor and he didn't know how to fight at all.

I don't know if they're hiding their true abilities or if that's really the case.

At this moment, he could only use clumsy movements to drive the green light of some unknown thing, parrying the bizarre reverse blade of Touma Maki, who had awakened the Linker's heroic spirit, with many flaws.

The battle was extremely dangerous; if he wasn't careful, his own niece would behead him.

Soon, a scream rang out. Dong Wenyu's arm had been severed. He screamed and fell to the ground, covered in blood. His blood mingled with the blood on the ground, indistinguishable from the other.

Uesugi breathed a sigh of relief, his fingers stroking the hilt of his sword. He stepped over the pool of blood that had formed a small stream on the ground and strolled over to the jade statue.

His gaze met the somewhat disdainful look of the Shuten-dōji statue.

Thinking of the wronged souls who had died tragically behind him, a surge of anger rose uncontrollably across his face.

"The Lord of the Great Country?"

"Ha, was Yokota influenced by you? Were the Ritualists who hunted Maki also your henchmen? Was this blood sacrifice your doing?"

Uesugi Kiyoshi appeared to be talking to himself, but he was certain that the Demon King could hear him.

"I'll take that as your consent."

“Then we have a grudge to settle.”

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"Come out here, shall we make a bet?"

Chapter 130 A Double Rashomon

What to bet on?

Gambling with your life.

The winners stand tall, the losers fall—it's all clear and obvious.

After Uesugi Kiyoshi said that, he clearly felt a faint malice seeping from the face of the jade statue, as if in response to his provocation.

But apart from that, there have been no other changes.

Is the Demon King of Mount Ooe such a good-natured deity?

surely not.

He must have ulterior motives!

Uesugi Kiyoshi immediately scanned the surroundings with some vigilance, but although the courtyard was quite spacious, it was still too small to hide any ambush.

The courtyard is mostly filled with blood and corpses.

Wait, a corpse?

Uesugi Kiyoshi seemed to suddenly realize something, his expression changed, and he abruptly turned his head, his gaze becoming serious.

At this moment, a fierce light flashed in Dongwen Zhenxi's crimson eyes. She held a reverse-blade sword, wanting to finish off Dongwen Yu, who had collapsed in the corner.

The excitement of avenging her father's death, the relief of regaining control of the Dongwen Society, and the overwhelming sadness that welled up in her heart as she thought of her father's death left her with mixed feelings.

Her attention was entirely focused on Dong Wenyu.

Once this one cut is made, it will be over!

With her mind highly focused, she naturally didn't notice the slight tremor of the fingers of the corpse lying on the ground behind her.

It was a woman in a kimono, lying on the ground, her face obscured. Judging from her attire, she appeared to be a maid from the Tobun-kai. Tobun Maki had seen many maids like this, so she didn't pay much attention to a corpse.

And it was this very corpse that suddenly launched an attack!

She sprang up from the ground with an extremely bizarre movement, as if she had no bones, twisting her body like a serpent, and lunged at Maki Azuma's back from behind.

Those withered, pale arms, like soul-binding hands reaching out from hell, were about to grab Maki Azuma's neck.

Uesugi Kiyoshi felt a surge of agitation from the mirage on the jade statue behind him, as if it were mocking him. Then, the mirage detached from the statue and transformed into a thick cloud of mist, which shot towards Higashimaki Maki like a ghost.

A ghostly hand, a wisp of mirage.

Both sides were facing deadly attacks.

Uesugi Kiyoshi could only hold off one side.

He didn't have time to think. Gritting his teeth, he moved his arm at will, and a bright blade of light instantly bloomed in front of the mirage.

What broke off from the Shuten-dōji statue is definitely a big problem!

The swords clashed with the mirage, producing a dull, metallic sound. It was as if Uesugi Kiyoshi had drawn his sword and struck a rock; the blade could not advance an inch.

The mirage swayed and retreated a distance, but stubbornly regrouped and charged straight at Maki Higashimon at full speed.

He completely ignored Uesugi Kiyoshi.

Meanwhile, just as the ghostly hand was about to touch Maki Azuma's cherry blossom-colored sleeve, a lazy sigh rang out.

A jet-black jade cane suddenly appeared from the side, easily and skillfully blocking the path of the withered arm that gleamed with the light of white bone.

Ryunosuke Akutagawa had somehow appeared in front of the maid who had suddenly attacked him, a mocking smile on his face that seemed rather irritating.