I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

This rogue has excellent judgment and action, seizing the opportunity when Sanako's naginata was still embedded in the gunman's body and had not yet been withdrawn.

However, he misjudged one point.

Naginata technique is just one of the many martial arts that Sanako is skilled in.

Besides the naginata technique, she is also the recipient of the Menkyo Kaiden of the Hokushin Itto-ryu Kodachi technique.

In the blink of an eye, Sanako made a decisive move, discarding her naginata, kneeling on one knee, and drawing her blue-handled wakizashi from her waist as she turned around, unexpectedly slashing at the approaching chill behind her.

This strike landed squarely on the enemy's vitals.

The enemy groaned and slowly collapsed.

Compared to Souji, who is unrestrained in battle, Sanako's every move and stance is incredibly standard and precise, as if she stepped out of a textbook.

Perhaps it is for this reason, or perhaps it is due to her good looks and temperament... In any case, Sanako's posture when wielding the sword is extremely beautiful.

Whether she was attacking or defending with her knife, every movement of hers was as beautiful, elegant, and pleasing to the eye as a dance.

As Sanako wiped the blood off the blade and sheathed it, she stretched out her right foot, hooked the naginata that had fallen to the ground and whose blade was still stuck in the gunman's chest, and with a slight upward touch of her small toes, she grabbed the raised hilt of the naginata and pulled the blade back from the gunman's body in one swift motion.

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out from behind her.

"Miss Sanako! Move to the side!"

Sanako paused for a moment, then without hesitation twisted her body to the left.

In the blink of an eye, the earth trembled.

A black light flashed, and a cold wind howled.

Something like a bird's shadow flew past Sanako.

Pfft!

The arrow pierced the air and struck an enemy not far from Sanako between the eyebrows.

This person's next move was just like a toy that had been suddenly winded up and then stopped.

First, he stared wide-eyed, bloodshot eyes, then stood frozen in place.

Then his eyes rolled upwards, and his head tilted back as if being pulled by his eyes.

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Kinoshita Mai: "I'm the first female character to appear in this book! So I must be the main heroine, right?"

The last chapter and date of Mai Kinoshita's appearance:

Today's update schedule has basically returned to normal! If all goes as expected, we should be able to resume the update rhythm of releasing new chapters promptly at 10 AM tomorrow!

Once the update schedule is restored, I will try my best to return to the previous conscientious mode of updating 7 to 8000 words a day.

Chapter 439 Crisis! Rakshasa vs. Sanako! Sanako is instantly killed! [4200]

With a scabbard at his left waist, a quiver at his right, a sword in his mouth, a bow in his left hand, and the string in his right... he was majestic and imposing, just like a hero who had stepped out of an ancient war painting.

Anyone who saw this, even someone who hated Qingdeng to the core, would probably find his posture extremely brave.

Squeak!

The bowstring, instantly drawn to its fullest extent, emitted a sound like tearing silk.

Whoosh!

It is now a night with the moon high in the sky.

The darkness swallowed the arrows in an instant—then came the dull thud of arrows piercing flesh from afar.

An enemy who tried to approach the commander from behind was shot down.

The chief noticed Qing Deng's support, and she turned her head to give Qing Deng a grateful look.

At this moment, two furtive black figures approached Qingdeng step by step from the left and right sides respectively.

Realizing that Qingdeng had discovered them, they stopped pretending and immediately raised their knives to slash at Qingdeng.

"Haaaaaaah!"

"Ooh-ah—!"

The two men attacking from the left and right were secretly pleased: Qing Deng is holding a bow and arrow, he won't have time to switch weapons!

Clearly, they underestimated Qingdeng's reaction speed.

Is "Super Speed ​​+4" a joke?

In an instant, Qingdeng released his right hand from the string.

As soon as his right hand gained "freedom," it instantly grabbed at Echizen Tokiwa no Kami Kaneshige, who was biting him.

hum!

Two flashes of sword light arrived.

Qing Deng shifted his position slightly, gracefully turning around as the two men slashed down, leaving two streaks of light behind him.

Then, without even looking behind him, Qing Deng used a blood-splattering technique to wipe away the bloodstains left on the blade of Echizen-sama Tsutachi-no-kami Kaneshige, while scanning his surroundings for new enemies.

As for those two self-proclaimed clever enemies... they were frozen in place, as if petrified.

A moment later, a small, clear crack appeared on their skin, and then the crack grew longer and longer, running across their entire bodies, with blood slowly appearing.

Bright red blood then gushed out from the crack.

As the momentum of the "fountain of blood" subsided, they fell to the ground one after another.

"Waaaaaaahhhhhh!"

A new enemy has appeared.

The newly appeared enemy was an extremely muscular man who looked like a sumo wrestler.

As soon as he appeared, he rushed towards Qingdeng.

Many people who don't understand sumo often think that sumo wrestlers are all big fat guys, but this is a misconception.

Sumo wrestlers are indeed very fat, but they are not the fat guys that the general public usually imagines them to be.

The flesh on their bodies wasn't ordinary fat; it was "fat wrapped around muscle."

Beneath the thick layer of fat lies a rock-hard, robust physique.

Anyone with even a slight understanding of combat sports or martial arts knows how terrifying this kind of "fat wrapped around muscle" physique can be.

Heavyweight fighting matches are full of muscular men with this kind of physique.

The ancients often described a physique as "broad shoulders and a thick waist," which refers to this type of body with "two fleshy parts protecting the body."

Therefore, when this "sumo wrestler" launched a "human bomb attack" on Qing Deng, the terrifying force made Qing Deng feel as if the air around him was being sucked away.

At the same time, Qing Deng heard the sound of a sword clanging and footsteps behind him.

There must be other enemies approaching from behind.

Qingdeng did not turn around.

A sumo wrestler was charging towards him from the front, and an enemy with a knife was rushing in from behind... At this critical moment, Qing Deng suddenly knelt down, held the knife in his hand with his back turned, arched his back, and stabbed the knife backward, scraping the ground.

Pfft!

"Hmph! Hmph! Hmph ahh ...

The stiff, unpleasant feeling of the blade cutting into flesh.

A shrill, inhuman scream.

The enemy behind him collapsed onto Qingdeng's arched back.

Qing Deng left his right thumb and forefinger to hold the knife handle, while the other three fingers grabbed his collar. With a burst of strength, he executed an over-the-shoulder throw.

An adult of normal build was as weightless in Qing Deng's hands, easily thrown out and flying straight towards the "sumo wrestler" in front of Qing Deng.

The sumo wrestler's pupils suddenly contracted; he couldn't dodge in time and collided head-on with the man.

"Ugh! Tsk! Damn it!"

The sumo wrestler cursed as he pulled away his nearly lifeless companion who was blocking his eyes.

Obstructed vision... This is a major taboo in combat!

When the sumo wrestler hurriedly turned his gaze back to the front, he was astonished to find that although Aoto was just 5 steps away from him, he was now right in front of him!

At this moment, Qing Deng still held the bow in his left hand, while the sword in his right hand was sheathed.

"call……"

A translucent white mist escaped from between his lips and teeth.

Regulate your breathing, steady your feet, step forward and crouch down, then strike from your waist—

Sword Drawing Technique: Flowing Light!

A dazzling flash of light swept straight across the sumo wrestler's massive body.

The sumo wrestler's feet froze on the spot. At that moment, three new members of the Black Mother Clothes emerged from behind him.

Shouting and charging forward like pigs, they tried to reinforce the sumo wrestlers.

But at that moment, a noticeable line of blood appeared on the sumo wrestler's body.

The bloodline became increasingly dark and redder at a visible rate.

Immediately afterwards, the sumo wrestler's body split neatly in two along the bloodline, falling to the left and right respectively.

Between the two broken, fallen halves of the body, Qing Deng's figure, still in a sword-drawing stance, gradually came into view.

Looking at Qing Deng, who was shrouded in a layer of bloody rain, the three enemies who had come from behind the "sumo wrestler" were terrified. They immediately stopped in their tracks, looked at each other, and stared at each other for a long time. None of them dared to go any further.

If they don't come, Qingdeng will have to go.

Aoto brought the Echizen-suke Tsutaka Kanetsugu back to his mouth, bit it down, and used his free right hand to draw the bowstring again.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!