Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

The young man in fine clothes stared wide-eyed. Unlike the villains in TV dramas who spout nonsense or engage in any foreplay, he simply waved his hand.

The dozen or so foot soldiers seemed to have done their fair share of such heinous acts. They tacitly surrounded Uesugi Kiyoshi and his group, drawing their swords one after another.

Ashigaru were Japanese infantrymen who wore light armor and typically used spears or naginatas. They were the main force on the battlefield.

However, these foot soldiers seemed to be elites, and they used swords that were more suitable for street fighting. Don't underestimate swords. Although swords are not suitable for the battlefield, they were a luxury in ancient times. Ordinary cannon fodder-level infantrymen had no swords to use and could only make do with wooden spears.

This actually benefits Uesugi Kiyoshi. If these foot soldiers were to form a long spear formation, he would only have a sword in his hand and no extraordinary abilities, which might actually cause him some trouble. The saying "an inch longer, an inch stronger" is not without reason.

Faced with these fierce-looking foot soldiers, Granny Murakami was already ashen-faced, but she suddenly gritted her teeth, perhaps because old and new grudges surged into her heart at the same time. She was unwilling to let such a lovely girl like Anzu suffer such a terrible fate, so she pushed Uesugi Kiyoshi and Anzu forcefully and said urgently, "Go through the path behind the house!"

"Get out of the city immediately, escape Musashi Province, and don't come back!"

"My husband and I will hold them off for you for a bit! We're old enough to have lived long enough, so hurry up and get going!"

She could push Uesugi Kiyoshi there.

Anzu was completely obedient to Uesugi Kiyoshi; if Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't move, she naturally wouldn't move an inch either.

On the contrary, the foot soldiers were somewhat enraged. It seemed that they were used to bullying others and seeing an old woman daring to ruin their plans, they couldn't help but shout and curse, and then raise their swords to strike.

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned slightly.

Perhaps it's a modern way of thinking, but he strongly disapproves of this kind of behavior.

As a lord, instead of protecting the people under his jurisdiction, he slaughtered them at will—this one blow meant a life was lost.

This disregard for human life fueled his murderous intent.

If it's a battlefield where friend and foe are clearly distinguished and people fight freely, then naturally no one can say anything. But what about killing civilians indiscriminately for personal gain?

Uesugi gave a cold snort, took half a step forward, and stretched out his hand.

He used only two fingers to catch the inferior sword.

The force of a thousand pounds is not an exaggeration—a casual punch from Uesugi Kiyoshi could cause a section of the longhouse behind him to collapse.

With a forceful twist and pinch of two fingers, a crisp metallic clang rang out as Uesugi Kiyoshi severed the blade of a rather ordinary katana with a single finger.

The foot soldiers were dumbfounded.

They'd never seen this before. On the battlefield, swords and blades sometimes broke, but... a finger breaking a sharp blade?

Just kidding!

With a loosening of his finger, the broken blade fell to the ground with a soft clinking sound.

Uesugi Kiyoshi took another step forward, shielding the Murashita couple and Anne behind him.

He flicked his fingers as if brushing off dust, but his other hand was already gripping the hilt of the knife at his waist.

He bowed, drew his sword, and slashed.

Uesugi Kiyokazu didn't waste any words; he had no intention of taking things long in the first place.

The Lord of a Hundred Demons set himself a challenge, to see how he would act in this situation and in this kind of situation.

He gave a response.

The response is like the gleam of a drawn sword.

The sword flashes cease, but bloodshed ensues.

The three foot soldiers facing them all had a line of blood appear on their throats at the same time.

After a half-second pause, the blood gushed from the wound, revealing three enormous heads.

Uesugi Kiyoshi did not stop; with his sword in hand, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

Charging left and right, swords flashing back and forth, after a few lightning blade strikes, there was no one left standing in the arena.

Blood flowed like a river, and corpses littered the ground.

The only living enemies, besides the richly dressed young man whose face already showed some panic, were a middle-aged man in samurai attire behind him.

The young man was probably a spoiled brat who had been pampered into a useless playboy. Upon seeing this scene, he suddenly vomited, muttering incoherently at the same time.

"Wind Demon! Wind Demon! Kill him! Kill him!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi frowned, feeling that this person seemed to have some mental issues.

However, the man dressed in samurai attire, known as "Fūma," drew his sword with a solemn expression and stared directly at Uesugi Kiyoshi.

In a flash, Uesugi Kiyoshi was already in front of Fuma, and with a single stroke, he decapitated the richly dressed youth in front of him, leaving him in a terrified state.

Then, he tilted his head, smiled, and greeted the Wind Demon.

"Hmm, nice to meet you. You seem to be a leader?"

"I'm going to that castle tower to meet the governor of Musashi Province—that is, the lord of the country."

"Lead the way, and I'll spare your life, how about it?"

Chapter 255, Act One

Fuma is a "Shinobi" (a type of ninja), or a "Shinobi" who defected from the organization.

This name may be unfamiliar to some, but many people are familiar with his posthumous title.

Shinobu was the name used during the Heian period. From the Edo period onwards, Shinobu was known as a "ninja".

Fuma possessed some strength and had studied swordsmanship. He was skilled in assassination and covert operations. He had defected from his family to join the Musashi lord, hoping to make a name for himself. However, he was assigned to be the Musashi lord's son's bodyguard and had to watch him do some heinous things. Fuma was already harboring a grudge and was unwilling to work for this spoiled brat.

The layman sees the spectacle, the expert sees the details; the moment Uesugi Kiyoshi made his move, his palms started sweating.

This man's swordsmanship is even more superb than his master's. Could he be a great swordsman who has traveled far and wide?

Such a young great swordsman?

He hesitated and asked, "Who...who are you?"

He didn't believe that such a master was an unknown person.

Uesugi Kiyoshi pursed his lips and sighed, "I gave you a chance, but it seems you didn't cherish it."

Feng Mo immediately raised his hands, cold sweat pouring down his face, and said urgently, "My lord! I am willing to serve you, I have no intention of offending you!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi patted Fuma's face, stared at him for a few seconds until the ninja swordsman's eyes became somewhat unfocused, and then he grinned.

"Then lead the way, I'm in a hurry."

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"Xing, let's go."

Uesugi Kiyoshi was not comfortable leaving this little white rabbit in such a chaotic place.

Xing was too frightened to look at the blood on the ground. She turned around, bowed to the old woman in the village, said goodbye, and obediently followed her.

Only an elderly couple remained, staring in astonishment at the departing figures, their eyes filled with a complex mix of worry and joy.

Walking through the castle town at dusk, Uesugi Kiyoshi remained silent.

"You're quite efficient; are you already heading straight for our doorstep?"

A familiar voice echoed in his mind, and Uesugi Kiyoshi paused slightly, a meaningful smile curving his lips.

This is the "Lord of a Hundred Ghosts" communicating with him.

"What you're saying is quite strange. You were exiled from Kyoto and came to a small place like Musashi Province, yet you're staying in a row house in the downtown area. Are you planning to live in seclusion?"

"They're definitely gathering intelligence, preparing to storm our doorstep, aren't they?"

"I'm good at history. The Heian period was dominated by the Fujiwara and Minamoto clans. The governors of the sixty-six provinces were basically under the command of these two clans. You've offended Minamoto no Yorimitsu. Even if the governor of Musashi Province is a member of the Minamoto clan, he won't side with you."

"The emperor is far away and the country is high up. People only listen to orders, not summons. Minamoto no Yorimitsu might have agreed to let you come to Musashi Province just to use you as a tool to kill someone else and then use Musashi Province to rule you."

"That's why you're so cautious."

"I just did what you wanted to do. I don't understand why you didn't just cut the Gordian knot and settle things with a single blow, when you were already a superhuman swordsman capable of fighting ghosts and gods, with only a few hundred soldiers?"

A few seconds of silence followed, and then Uesugi Kiyoshi let out a long sigh.

"You make it sound so easy for you. Don't forget, even if you don't admit it, your current character has been honed through three lifetimes. Don't you feel no burden when you kill and slay demons, unlike a newcomer experiencing killing for the first time?"

"Who do you think laid this foundation for you?"

"Hmph, when I first came here, I had already mastered the art of killing, but I was soft-hearted and always thought that I should avoid killing if I could. I even planned to go and negotiate with the Musashi lord."

"However, after I found out what absurd things he had done, I couldn't stand it anymore."

“Even ghosts and gods eat people just to fill their stomachs, but he caused countless families to be destroyed and countless young girls to lose their lives for his lustful pleasure.”

"Deserves to be killed!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't react to these words; he just smiled.

Perhaps what the Lord of a Hundred Demons said was true, but he really had no psychological burden regarding killing.

However, he could understand what the Lord of a Hundred Demons meant by his mindset at the time.

"So, do you still want to watch the rest of the show?"

"It's not that I'm arrogant, but some mortal armies pose no threat to me right now."

"Let's move on to the next scene, if you don't mind—you probably wouldn't want me to experience your entire life, would you? That would be such a waste of time."

A few seconds later, a response came.

"Take it easy, finish what you started. The program has been set, so just relax and finish the performance."

"Don't worry, this scene only has three acts."

"Rise, awakening, and fall."

"This corresponds to the three stages of my not-so-long life."

"The killing of the lord within Musashi Province is just the first act."

As they were talking, Uesugi Kiyoshi was already being led by Fuma to the entrance of the inner city.

The town was built to protect the inner castle, and in the very center of the inner castle was the castle tower.

The castle tower is the residence of the castle lord.

Beside the inner city gate, two rows of foot soldiers were on guard. When they saw people coming, they seemed to recognize Fuma, but instead of questioning them, they simply let them in.