I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

Sanako displayed amazing physical flexibility.

She stood on one leg, stabilizing herself; her right leg kicked upward, toes pointing to the sky, the two legs almost forming a straight line.

Her right foot struck the enemy's right elbow squarely, sending the katana that was parried with her tachi flying several meters away before crashing to the ground.

As she retracted her right foot, Sanako slashed diagonally—silence returned to her surroundings.

After easily defeating the two enemies, Sanako impatiently raised her eyes and hurriedly searched for Qing Deng's figure.

"Tachibana-kun! Tachibana-kun! Wait a minute! You're rushing too fast!"

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Chapter 663 Instant Kill! Instant Kill of the Bandit Chief! [5000]

At first, Sanako and the others were able to keep up with Aoto.

But in the blink of an eye, the distance between them and Qingdeng widened! They could barely see Qingdeng anymore!

There are two main reasons for this.

Firstly, the terrain here is very rugged and extremely difficult to traverse.

This hilltop has retained its original appearance and is a pure "undeveloped area".

Looking around, there are trees, rocks, and mud everywhere.

If you're not careful, you might trip over a protruding tree root or step into disgusting mud or swamp, slowing down your attack.

Secondly... Qingdeng's attack speed is just too fast!

The phrases "unstoppable momentum" and "crushing away the withered branches" are perfectly suited to describe the carved Qingdeng.

No one could stop his blade at all.

A fierce attack like a storm.

A purple blade of light that obscures the sunlight.

One by one, figures fell.

The blood that flew everywhere stained the trees and the land crimson.

Qingdeng moved nimbly through the shade of trees and clumps of shrubs, shifting his position flexibly to launch attacks on the enemy from various advantageous angles.

The branches overhead, the stones at his feet, his clenched fists, his bent knees... none of them were not his weapons for killing enemies and breaking through enemy lines!

Rather than saying that Sanako and the others left the group, it would be more accurate to say that Aoto left the group.

In any case, leaving the group and venturing into enemy territory alone is always an extremely dangerous thing.

From the very beginning, Sanako had been repeatedly reminding Aoto at the loudest volume she could muster, telling him not to rush too fast, to slow down a bit, and to wait for the rest of the troops... that is, her and the Aizu cavalry to follow.

However... in the face of Sanako's reminder, Aoto did not react at all, as if he had not heard Sanako's voice.

In fact, it is true.

Sanako and the others were unaware that Aoto was currently in a state of extreme excitement!

The long-awaited bloody battle, the violently pounding heart, the rapidly flowing blood, the gradually recovering muscle memory of wielding the blade... Qing Deng felt extremely exhilarated!

Before I knew it, my talent "Born to Fight +9" had been activated!

With this talent, Qing Deng didn't feel tired at all. On the contrary, he became more and more excited and energetic as he played! His condition was getting better and better!

At this moment, in his eyes, there was no longer any distinction between humans, plants, and sand.

All he knew was that he could chop down all of these things in front of him!

As long as it can be cut, that's fine!

As long as he can cut, he can keep fighting!

……

……

"..."

Shibasaki Renjuro, leaning on his sword, gazed silently at Aoto, who was getting closer and closer to him, his face expressionless, devoid of joy or sorrow.

"...Tachibana Aoto will be here soon."

He suddenly turned to the side, looking at the four apprentices standing beside him, and said:

"If you want to live, you'd better hurry."

“Once Ju Qingdeng arrives, you won’t be able to escape.”

He had barely finished speaking when someone spoke in a strong, clear voice:

"Master! We all decided to go through fire and water with you because we despise the shogunate and no longer want to be under the dark rule of the Tokugawa family!"

After this person started, a series of echoes followed:

"That's right!"

"When we decided to overthrow the Tokugawa shogunate, we had already disregarded our own lives!"

"Now that things have come to this, there's no reason for us to back down!"

……

hum!

In an instant, with a sharp whooshing sound, a purple blade of light pierced the sky and illuminated the mountaintop.

The apprentices' voices of agreement abruptly ceased.

Renjuro Shibasaki's expression darkened, and he slowly turned his head to look—

Aoto, looking as if he had been drenched in blood, walked slowly toward Shibasaki Renjuro and stopped about 10 meters away.

The thunderous offensive, which gave neither the enemy nor its own people a chance to breathe, was fierce, but it also left Sanako and the others far behind while quickly breaking through the enemy's defenses.

Looking behind Qing Deng, there was no sign of Sanako and the others.

In other words, the only person who has come here to fight is Qing Deng.

The rest of the group, including Sanako, are still struggling to climb the mountain.

"Now... only you two are left."

Qingdeng swung the knife forcefully, shaking off the blood and fat clinging to the blade.

In the next instant, a "momentum" as sharp as a swift knife and as surging as a vast ocean erupted from his body!

It was clearly an intangible "force," yet it achieved a tangible power—the flowers, plants, and leaves around Qing Deng began to sway slightly!

"Bring on whatever tricks you have!"

The moment Qing Deng unleashed his "power," Shibasaki Renjuro and the others immediately changed their expressions, their cheeks turning pale and their faces filled with horror.

One cowardly fellow even took several steps back, his legs going weak.

However, Shibasaki Renjuro did not give up.

He suddenly raised his eyebrows, his expression turning ferocious.

"Come on! Lackeys of the Shogunate! Hounds of Tokugawa! Even in death, we'll show you our backbone!"

Having said that, he pulled the knife from the ground.

"Ono Ittori Style"

"Shibasaki Renjuro Moriyoshi!"

At the same time, Qing Deng raised his sword high, positioned it, and assumed a stance with his eight hands.

"Natural Flow of Mind"

"The oranges are green and the sun shines brightly."

After announcing his name, Qing Deng stomped his hind foot and his tall body flew like a swallow straight towards Shibasaki Renjuro and the others!

One step, two steps—Qing Deng only took two steps before he instantly closed the approximately 10-meter gap between the two sides.

Using the momentum of his charge, he unleashed a simple and unadorned Kasaya-zan (袣芟斩), slashing fiercely with his sword.

The blow struck someone directly in the forehead, killing them instantly before they could even scream.

One kill!

Before Qing Deng could sheathe his sword, someone lowered his waist, his feet touching the ground, and with a gliding, fluid movement, appeared in front of Qing Deng.

The timing of the attack was commendable, and the sword-wielding technique was also noteworthy.

Unfortunately... just as he got close, Qingdeng had already pulled Vairocana back to his side.

The sound of blades clashing echoed, and sparks flew.

Vairocana, held high in mid-air, steadily parried the opponent's sword.

In the next instant, Qingdeng nimbly twisted his right wrist, flicking the tip of his blade upwards to parry the opponent's attack.

The opponent felt an irresistible force suddenly strike his palms, almost snatching the knife from his hands.

He used all his strength to grip the hilt of the sword tightly, and finally managed to keep it from slipping from his hand.

However, although he managed to keep the knife, the blade rose uncontrollably upwards, much like a bird trying to spread its wings and fly.

Thus, the opponent's center line was exposed to Qing Deng's eyes—he did not hesitate to strike down.

Double kill!

"Waaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

An enemy ahead.

"Haaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"