I assembled the strongest swordsman group.

He lowered his body, raised the sword in his right hand in a blue-eyed stance, and fiercely attacked the enemy on his right, who narrowly dodged.

At this moment, enemies from the front and left attacked with knives.

Qing Deng flicked his right wrist, and the knife that had just slashed at the enemy on his right snapped back with a "whoosh".

At the same time, he raised the knife in his left hand.

The two swords, wielded simultaneously, traced distinctly different arcs in the air.

He swung the knife in his right hand down from above, deflecting the enemy's attack.

The sword in his left hand slashed down from the upper right, forcing back the enemy on his left.

Before you could catch your breath, another blade came flying – it was an enemy slashing from behind.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Qing Deng suddenly extended the knife in his left arm and left palm behind his back to block the enemy's knife from behind.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of metal clashing was incessant.

The four Yakuza surrounding Qingdeng attacked with their swords like madmen. The intensity of their offensive... even describing it as "uninterrupted" would be an exaggeration.

Their strength and fighting spirit were undeniably formidable and high, but Qing Deng's twin swords seemed to be equipped with "enemy detection radar." No matter how fierce the enemy's attack was, his swords could always intercept the opponent's attack with perfect precision.

Qingdeng's body seemed glued to the ground, his lower body remained motionless, and his waist and back were flexible yet stable, without the slightest flaw.

Being able to multitask and do two completely unrelated things at the same time—Ever since he copied the "Ambidextrous Fighting" technique from Chiba Dosaburo, Aoto has never had the opportunity to use it.

Qing Deng certainly didn't understand dual-wielding, nor had he ever learned it. The swordsmanship he was currently using could definitely not be called dual-wielding.

He simply swung two knives roughly—but that was enough!

In the blink of an eye, Qing Deng stepped to the right, bent his upper body, and slashed down with the knife in his right hand.

The strike felt satisfying; the enemy on the right cried out, staggered backward, and collapsed to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he took a big step back with his right foot.

The stance of "right foot forward, left foot back" is changed to "right foot back, left foot forward".

Using the momentum, the body and the knife in the left hand tilted to the left—thud—the tip of the knife pierced the chest of the enemy on the left.

At the same time, the right hand swung the knife forward—the enemy's waist and abdomen were only connected by a thin layer of skin and flesh.

"Haaaaaaaaahhhhhh!"

Suddenly, a deafening roar of breathing erupted behind Qingdeng.

However, before the sound of breath could get close to Qingdeng, it stopped abruptly.

Qing Deng withdrew the knife from behind his left hand—at the same time, a lifeless corpse fell from behind him to in front of him.

"Kill! Kill!"

"Don't be afraid! Follow me!"

"Don't fight alone! Surround him and kill him! Surround him and kill him like you're hunting a wild boar!"

Qingdeng raised his gaze expressionlessly and looked ahead.

2. Thirty Yakuza men, lined up in a loosely packed formation, charged straight at him.

Footsteps thundered, and blades whistled through the air.

"Go ahead and attack... I'll kill you all right now."

In the blink of an eye, one of them had already taken a blow to the top of his head from Qing Deng's right hand.

Meanwhile, the knife in his left hand, a fraction of a second slower, sliced ​​open the throat of another person.

With a sudden outstretched arm, the blade flashed, and two more fine heads flew off.

A face roaring in anger.

Sparks burst forth.

A split open belly.

Two silver snakes tightly intertwined in the air.

Clench your toes into the ground.

A face contorted with fear.

A chest shattered like glass.

Broken teeth that have fallen to the ground.

A leaping figure.

Blood foam scattered everywhere.

A desperate wail.

The discarded broken blade.

The newly drawn knife.

A desperate, all-or-nothing strike.

A short gun broken in two.

Bones exposed to the air.

The original color of the blade is no longer visible.

A figure who can take on a thousand men single-handedly.

This figure charged forward, leaving a trail of blood wherever he went.

……

A swallow flies across the sky.

It chirped and soared.

Finally, it leaped over the blood-soaked swordsman and the pile of severed limbs and remains behind him.

……

……

Edo, Tonan-cho, Shimizu Residence, Shimizu Tower, rooftop—

Ever since learning that "Kuro Mamiya was loitering near the Kiyomizu residence," Rasetsu has been guarding the top floor of the Kiyomizu Tower with a solemn expression.

He had no interest in appreciating the bright moon hanging high in the night sky.

Just as he was gazing thoughtfully into the void ahead, a cacophony of roars, howls, and clanging metal reached the Clear Water Tower.

"What's going on...?"

Hearing this commotion, Rakshasa frowned.

Just as he was about to call someone over to inquire about the situation, the sound of Shimizu Eiichi's footsteps approaching from afar rang out at the opportune moment.

Soon, a loud shout from Shimizu Eiichi rang out from outside the door:

"Lord Rakshasa! It's me!"

"Come in!"

Eiichi Shimizu was ordered to open the door and enter.

Before he could speak, Rakshasa immediately asked:

"Rongyi, what's going on with this commotion?"

"Lord Rakshasa, there are intruders!"

Intruders—upon hearing this word, Rakshasa's pupils suddenly contracted.

"Did the people from the Gourd House attack?"

"No, I'm not from the Gourd House!"

"Not the Gourd House?"

The Rakshasa was stunned.

Shimizu Eiichi swallowed hard, moistening his throat, which was extremely dry from shock.

"It's Tachibana Aoto! It's Tachibana Aoto! He's attacked! Just a short while ago, Tachibana Aoto rode up, smashed down the gate, and stormed into the mansion! My men have already gone forward to meet him, but... the situation is not optimistic!"

"……What?"

Rakshasa's question startled Shimizu Sakae for a moment, but he quickly recovered.

"Tachibana Aoto has stormed the residence! The situation is dire!"

After saying that, Shimizu Sakae subconsciously lowered his head and stood respectfully, staring straight at the tatami mat in front of his toes.

"..."

"..."

An eerily quiet silence, so profound you could hear a pin drop, descended upon the top of the Clearwater Tower.

About 10 seconds later—

"Ha, ha ha ha, ha ha ha ha..."

Upon hearing the usually calm and composed Rakshasa suddenly let out a laugh that was difficult to decipher, Shimizu Eiichi heard him laugh.

……

……

Qingdeng advanced while fighting.

As he swung his sword to kill all the enemies that entered his attack range, he continued to approach the center of the Shimizu Residence—the Shimizu Tower.

Although it was just a personal intuition, Qing Deng always believed that his target... Rakshasa was waiting for him at the top of the Qingshui Tower!

The continuous slashing and killing caused Qing Deng's sword to be rapidly depleted.

After a series of bloody battles, he had already worn out four knives.