The long knife in Qianye Zhou's hand rotated, and the extremely sharp sword energy flashed in the long knife. The black sword energy was like a dragon, one after another, bombarding Tong Qianli.
Chiba Zhou's legs were slightly bent, his body was slightly arched, his right hand was holding the handle of the knife tightly, and his eyes were slightly closed.
The extremely sharp aura on his body became stronger and stronger, and sharp sword aura burst out from Qianye Zhou's body, turning into a black mist, covering Tong Qianli.
"Whoosh!"
A sound of breaking through the air continued to resound in the air, and sword energy continued to be slashed out, leaving behind a series of dark traces in the air.
One after another, the sharp sword energy slashed into the air, making a harsh friction sound. Black smoke lingered in the air, forming a huge blade vortex in the air.
The vortex grew larger and larger, eventually forming a pitch-black vortex, exuding a heaven-destroying aura.
"Boom!"
A rumbling sound kept ringing on the top of the mountain, and the sound was like rolling thunder, shaking the entire air.
Strong sword energy continued to attack in all directions, expanding continuously in the void.
In the air, terrifying sword energy crisscrossed freely, and a crack was cut out of the space in an instant.
Yunmo's Yan Mo Sword also hummed slightly during this sword, as if it was eager to fight.
"How can a sword that has been raised for sixty years be so powerful?" Tong Qianli seemed a little surprised: "Then let me be more serious about it!"
Tong Qianli sheathed the sword and whispered: "Shura Kill."
"Buzz"
Waves of sword chants resounded in the void, and the blood-colored sword in Tong Qianli's hand burst into dazzling silver light in an instant.
Tong Qianli waved the blood-colored long sword in his hand, and the sharp sword aura was like a streak of red lightning, constantly heading towards Qianye Zhou's sword aura.
Suddenly, bright rays of light burst out in mid-air.
"Crack!" A crisp sound sounded in the air, and the space cracks in the air were broken at this moment.
The two weapons collided together at this moment, and a dazzling black-red light burst out from the air, exploding between heaven and earth.
Tong Qianli and Qianye Zhou were both startled, their bodies paused, and they looked at each other with a look of surprise in their eyes.
The sword energy between the two of them collided with each other, and a deafening roar broke out, and the air was torn into black cracks.
"Bang!" A huge sound echoed in the air, and streaks of bloody sword energy surged towards Qianye Zhou like wild waves, drowning his body.
Tong Qianli's figure disappeared from the spot at this moment, and reappeared in front of Qianye Zhou the next moment, and the long knife in her hand slashed out once again.
Streams of sharp sword energy swept towards Qianye Zhou. These sword energy kept twisting and changing in the air, forming bloody lotuses. They attacked Qianye Zhou crazily, and the air was filled with swords.
Torn to pieces.
"What a weird sword technique!" Yun Mo's eyes flashed with surprise. He could tell that Tong Qianli was using a secret sword technique from the general period. Once the sword technique was used, it was like a tiger rushing into a flock of sheep.
Wherever the sword energy went, the space was torn apart.
Qianye Zhou's eyes flashed with a sharp cold light, and the knife in his hand started to spin crazily at this moment.
Waves of fierce energy gathered around him, and these energy were like substance, moving towards the black sword energy.
"Boom!" A violent roar sounded.
The sharp sword energy and the sword energy collided continuously at this moment, and dazzling sparks were emitted between the two, blooming in the void like fireworks.
At this moment, Qianye Zhou's body trembled, feeling that death was approaching. The red figure behind him trembled suddenly, and the red sword energy on his body suddenly surged.
"Pfft!"
Qianye Zhou spurted out a mouthful of bright red blood, and a cloud of pitch-black smoke erupted from his body.
Qianye Zhou's pupils suddenly shrank, a look of shock flashed in his eyes, and he looked at a deep wound on his chest.
"You lose." Tong Qianli walked over with a knife in a playful tone. The bloody blade reflected the aura of death in the sunlight, making people stop in their tracks.
"Master!"
"Master!"
Seeing this, the disciples of Beichen Itto-ryu screamed in surprise. They did not expect that Chiba Zhou, the seventh generation of Beichen Ittou-ryu and known as the ghost-slaying swordsman, would also lose to a junior.
They wanted to rush forward to save Chiba Zhou, but Chiba Zhou stopped them.
"Stop! Don't disgrace the reputation of Beichen Yida Ryu!"
Qianba Zhou knew that it would be useless for them to rush forward. No one in the gym could be a match for the woman in blood in front of him.
"I didn't expect that after decades of fighting on the battlefield, I would actually lose at your hands today." Qianye half-knelt on the ground, looking like he was committing seppuku and waiting for an apology: "Do it!"
Yun Mo frowned. He looked at Yae Shenzi aside, but found that she had an indifferent expression on her face, as if she was indifferent to it.
Kamisato Ayaka next to her and Kujo Sora in the distance did make some moves, both of them put their hands on the handles of their swords.
Yun Mo held down Kamisato Ayaka, and Kamisato Ayaka looked at Yun Mo with confusion, not understanding why he suddenly stopped her.
Yun Mo shook his head, and Kamisato Ayaka had to stop.
Tong Qianli raised his long sword, and most of the people covered their eyes, unable to bear to look at the miserable appearance of the old swordsman with his head missing.
The bloody sword was swung down heavily, and the timid people began to scream. Not many people dared to look at this scene.
Suddenly, a sound of metal clanging echoed through the ears, and Tong Qianli's long sword paused slightly. At this stall, a black figure rushed into the duel field, dragging Qianye Zhou away from the scythe of the god of death.
"General Kujo? Why did you come to stop the factional fight to the death?" Tong Qianli squinted at the black figure in front of him. He was the only general in the shogunate and the person who led the Tian Ling's obedience - Kujo Sora.
"I don't care about factional fights to the death, but if you want to kill the honorary veteran of the shogunate, you have to see if the sword in my hand will agree." Kujo Sora looked at Tong Qianli coldly and pulled out his long sword.
The murderous aura was lost in this young general. Her robes moved without any wind and made a hunting sound, just like a god of war.
"Hehehe." Tong Qianli smiled evilly, but she did not take action but put away the long knife: "You should save this big meal for the last one, consider him lucky."
Tong Qianli walked down the duel field casually, carrying a long sword. Before leaving, he took a deep look at Yae Shenzi, who had his eyes closed, and Yun Mo, who was whispering to Ayaka Kamisato.
Chiba Zhou, who was surviving the disaster, seemed to have not yet reacted, panting heavily on the ground, but Kujo Sora found something interesting on the ground.
An exquisite kunai, a hidden weapon exclusive to ninjas.