Tokyo: Starting from the Miko Sister

The Yamata no Orochi was trapped in the Takama-ga-hara ruins, and this was definitely not done by him.

But it’s the Snake Spirit Organization.

It is very likely that they used Miyamoto's ritual of summoning spirits to achieve the effect of summoning the gods.

In other words, there are traitors to the Snake Spirit on the scene.

Haruhiko narrowed his eyes slightly.

In fact, the current situation is not that bad for him.

He also has control.

But it’s hard to say about Miyamoto.

They thought they controlled the wind with a third-level body.

Little did they know that the positions of hunter and prey had completely reversed.

So do you want to save him?

No, it's not necessary.

Haruhiko made a quick decision.

He has nothing to do with the Miyamoto family.

Besides, if they suffered a heavy blow now, it would undoubtedly be an opportunity for him and the Utsunomiya clan.

As the saying goes, when a whale dies, all things come to life.

Mr. Miyamoto is naturally considered a whale.

The Utsunomiya clan has joined forces with the Tsuchimikado clan, and with Haruhiko's head start, there is no problem with eating meat.

Of course, whether he can be the oriole depends on the means of the snake spirit.

"Sure enough, he is the descendant of Miyamoto Musashi."

Ji Feng's expression returned to normal and he spoke sarcastically.

Miyamoto Musashi is very famous in the history of Japan.

But the reviews are polarized.

It is said that he is the most powerful swordsman.

The second is that he is a treacherous and insidious person.

In the game, both are reflected.

"Excellent."

Miyamoto Noriyuki did not feel anything to be ashamed of, instead he responded with a smile.

"I have a condition."

Ji Feng paused and said, "After I teach you, you need to let me go."

He responded to the call, which was equivalent to being trapped in this body.

"can."

Miyamoto Noriyuki agreed immediately.

His target was Gale's swordsmanship, not his person.

"come here."

Ji Feng slowly raised his hand.

Miyamoto Kiyuki did not hesitate and stepped forward.

The current Ji Feng is only a third-rank swordsman.

No matter what ideas you have, it is impossible to hurt him, a fifth-level swordsman.

The gap between the two sides is too big, and this is also the source of his confidence.

The only thing Hayate miscalculated was that he responded to the call.

After all, a truly strong person, even his soul, is free.

"I will first use psychic power to transmit some of the information about swordsmanship to you."

Ji Feng said calmly, "This body is only at the third level, barely enough to do it."

Miyamoto Kiyuki didn't pay attention to the second half of his sentence, but waited expectantly for the legendary swordsmanship.

The reason why he fixed his rank at the third rank was because he was worried that the gale would be too strong as the legend said, and that this would cause him to capsize.

No matter what, it is impossible for him to lift the ban now.

Ji Feng lowered his hand expressionlessly.

Just when it was about to reach Miyamoto Noriyuki's forehead, he suddenly exerted force.

Psychic energy glowed in his hands.

Miyamoto Noriyuki sensed the danger.

But only a hint.

"Master Jifeng, why is this necessary?"

Miyamoto Jixing casually grabbed Jifeng's wrist and said with a smile: "With your current strength, even if you have great magical powers, it is difficult to pose too much threat to me."

As a swordsman, the most important spiritual tool is the sword.

But that doesn't mean he only has swords.

He has a lot of life-saving magic tools on him.

Just as he said, even though Ji Feng used his magical power that ignored his rank, he could not hurt him in a short period of time.

This period of time is enough for Miyamoto Kiyuki to activate the restrictions in his body and directly seal his spiritual power and actions.

Without psychic powers, supernatural powers are useless.

At this moment, thick black mist appeared on Jifeng's captured right hand.

Before Miyamoto Noriyuki could react, it extended along his arm and spread to his entire body.

He suddenly felt himself losing control of his body.

"Who are you?!"

Miyamoto Noriyuki asked with a look of horror.

The reason I asked this was because the temperament of this black fog and the gale was completely different, revealing a sense of coldness and despair.

Hayate didn't answer him.

Miyamoto Noriyuki's body shook, he lowered his head and saw a knife.

Through his heart from behind.

"Uncle, I'm sorry."

A familiar voice sounded.

He is the idol of the younger generation of the Miyamoto family.

His most trusted nephew, Miyamoto Hashi.

"Bridge, what are you doing?"

Miyamoto Kiyuki asked with a look of despair.

"nothing."

Miyamoto Hashi said with a smile, "It's all for my Lord."

A series of changes occurred in an instant.

The Miyamoto clan members around reacted.

"Miyamoto Bridge!"

There was a roar of rage.

A group of people drew their swords and pointed them at Miyamotobashi who was standing next to Hayate.

But what Miyamoto Kiyuki did not expect was that half of them turned against him.

Suddenly, the underground cave was tense.

Miyamoto split into two parts, staring at each other.

In the middle are Miyamoto Kiyoshi, Hayate and Miyamoto Bridge.

To be honest, although Haruhiko had expected it, he was still shocked.

Only the core members of Miyamoto family can enter this place.

Actually, more than half of them, or more than a dozen people, joined the Snake Spirit.

This is really incredible.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Although Miyamoto Kiyuki was seriously injured, as a fifth-level psychic, he was very tenacious and would not die in a short time.

If he had received timely treatment, he might have recovered.

"I told you, this is all for my Lord."

Miyamotohashi bowed respectfully to Hayate and said.

"My lord?"

Miyamoto Noriyuki was stunned for a moment, then reacted, "You are not Hayate?"

"I am Hayate."

Hayate said coldly, "But neither am I."

Miyamoto Kiyuki looked confused upon hearing this.

Ji Feng didn't explain any more.

He opened his arms and thick black mist filled the air.

Miyamoto Kiyuki suddenly felt that the restrictions that Miyamoto had spent a lot of money to set up were gradually being destroyed.

He subconsciously shouted: "This is impossible!"

Although the one possessed by Ji Feng was a third-level swordsman, the restrictions on him were of the fifth level.

If it were him, it would be difficult for him to crack it so easily.

"How can a foolish mortal know the power of my Lord?"

Miyamotohashi's face showed fanaticism.

Miyamoto Jixing felt that this scene looked a little familiar.

He suddenly thought of something and asked, "Are you snake spirits?"

He had come into contact with members of the Snake Spirit before, and most of them were in this state before death, which impressed him deeply.

"good."

Miyamoto Bridge smiled, but it looked a little hideous.

"Yuzhi, go!"

Miyamoto Noriyuki's face turned pale, but he stopped chatting and turned around and shouted.

He already understood the current situation.

The two sides appear to be equal, but in reality they are not.

Ji Feng's performance just now really shocked him.

He didn't want the remaining members of the Miyamoto clan to suffer any more disaster.

Yuji Miyamoto, a fourth-level swordsman.