However, many times, people cannot act according to their instincts.
"Quick! You two go too and evacuate those women and children! Run south!"
Ashina Genichiro roared and commanded the two ninjas behind him, while he himself was facing the huge figure with his sword drawn, the veins on his forehead were tight.
It's just a red ghost, it's not like he hasn't seen it before.
But seeing and confronting are two different concepts.
Even as a samurai with sword energy that makes him far superior to ordinary people, Ashina Genichiro is just an ordinary person. At least when facing a monster that is eight meters tall and as thick as a castle tower, his body is no different from that of a mortal.
Not much difference.
If caught, you will die.
It's just that people have things to do and things they don't do.
When he saw this red ghost crawling out of the ground, Genichiro knew who the guy who caused all this was.
Dao Ce and Dao Shun.
It was he who initially established contact with these two people, and later provided corpses and living people for research.
His grandfather had warned him many times before, but he didn't listen.
Everything that is happening now is his responsibility.
As a man, you should be responsible for what you do.
What's more, he is also the young president of the Wei Ming family.
From the moment he took on the title of 'Young Commander', many things were determined.
Ash's name is everything to him.
Facing the guy who destroyed Ashina... no matter if it's a monster or a palace, everyone can be afraid of him or run away from him, but he can't escape.
Genichiro Ashina faced the huge dark red figure, his ears filled with screams and cries.
He slowly drew the sword and faced the big red ghost. He grasped the handle of the sword with his wooden ninja prosthetic hand, supported it with his right hand, raised his hands to his side, and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the huge thing in front of him.
"Everything is for Ashina."
Qi penetrated the whole body, and the tall and strong body flew close to the ground like a black shadow. With a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, he charged alone with his extremely small body compared to the red ghost. What accompanied him was nothing more than this sword, and the thought that penetrated his heart.
Morality.
Facing the flow of people fleeing in front of him, Ashina Genichiro went upstream.
In the game, players all know that Genichiro has always been a person who cherishes his life. He has fought three battles, escaped and made a sneak attack. He will try every means, even if he is humble, even if he is an alien, he must survive and then become stronger.
Because he knew that if Ashina lost him, it would really be over.
But he has always been a fearless person.
For Ashina, he can bear any sacrifice.
"die"
The long knife swept across the airflow and slashed across. Due to his height, Genichiro could only reach the big red ghost's calf. The blade scratched along the surface of the calf muscle, and there was blood on the tip of the knife, tearing the tendon and gushing out from the body.
The sword energy was thrown out like a raging waterfall, Ashina Genichiro, who transformed into a pedicure master, cut the sword in two, bringing up a tearing wind.
"roar!!!"
Although he had lost most of his animal nature, he still felt normal pain. The red ghost, whose Achilles tendon was severed by a knife, fell to the ground on one knee with a roar, and blood spurted out from the severed heel.
He stared hard with his cloudy eyes, looking around with bloodshot eyes, but he couldn't find anyone because the angle of his head was limited and his leg was injured and he couldn't stand up.
In anger, the two giant claws frantically dug up the gravel on the ground and threw it around to vent their anger. The surrounding area was filled with dust, and several more miserable howls and screams could be faintly heard.
Ashina Genichiro's eyes were red, but his brain was almost cruelly calm, and he did not stop at all because of the cries of the civilians.
The body swayed and walked around in a zigzag pattern behind Chi Gui, walking quickly along the center line of the back. The body almost blended into the wind without making any sound.
Poof
The blade pierced into the flesh, and the tip of the blade opened a triangular opening in the wound with blood gushing out like a fountain. The body followed the texture of the muscles, and the blade left one hideous wound after another on Chi Gui's body.
The big red ghost let out an angry hiss and slapped his arms randomly on his body, causing the wound to tear even more and the pain to become more and more piercing.
"roar"
The red ghost let out an impotent rage.
However, Genichiro always remained calm and did not feel the slightest excitement due to the results he had achieved by relying on his body shape. There were only two extremely conflicting emotions of indifference and anger in his heart.
As wounds were left on Da Chigui's body again and again, his movements became more and more precise.
The deeper the knife is struck, the harsher the gaze becomes.
"not enough."
"That alone is not enough."
Even though dozens or hundreds of traces have been left on Akuki's body, Ashina Genichiro still maintains a basic understanding of the current situation. The size difference is really too big.
To an ordinary person, any one of Genichiro Ashina's swordsmanship would be enough to cause a fatal injury, and even a figure like the Sword Master would not dare to use his body to force it.
But for Chi Gui, this kind of injury is undoubtedly very painful, but it will not kill him.
Just like being hit by a toothpick, it will hurt, but it will not kill you easily.
Looking up, Ashina Genichiro gritted his teeth.
neck.
artery.
That's where the fatal injury lies.
The sword rotates in the palm of the hand, from the upright grip to the reverse grip.
Genichiro remained silent and began his charge again.
Standing on the watchtower, Master Dao Ce and Dao Shun watched this scene silently. Seeing Chi Gui's steps being blocked by Genichiro, the reactions of the master and disciple were completely different.
Daoshun paced up and down the watchtower with an uneasy look on his face, cold sweat seeping down his neck into his clothes, and his whole body was sticky.
Dao Ce, who was engraved on his disciple's heart, had a Buddhist ethos written all over his old face, and he was not worried at all that the red ghost carefully developed by his master and disciple would die in the hands of Genichiro.
"Disciple, don't be anxious."
Seemingly annoyed by Daoshun's pacing back and forth, Dao Ce opened his scar-like empty eyes and spoke in a slow tone.
"But...but Master, if you don't care anymore, Chi Gui will die in the hands of the Young Commander. We, we can't serve the inner government!"
Daoshun seemed a little afraid and his voice was hesitant.
Dao Ce looked at ease. After hearing his disciple's worries, he chuckled:
"With such a strong body, do you know why I didn't use it as my master?"
"Ah?" Daoshun was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you say that the red ghost's consciousness has not completely dissipated, so it is useless?"
"Yes. The consciousness has not dissipated."
Dao Ce spoke blankly, his eyes were dark and without eyeballs, but he seemed to be able to see very far away.
"So, it's not surprising that he still retains some of his wisdom during his lifetime."
"Isn't it?"
Daoshun and Dao Ce, master and apprentice, were talking to each other, and it seemed like they were having a conversation, but Dao Shun didn't know that only he could hear Dao Ce's voice.
To outsiders, he looks like a handsome mad monk talking to himself.
The scene was extremely weird.
Ashina City Center,
Genichiro stepped forward, as if there was a wind blowing around him. The sword was motionless in both hands, with a large red ghost vest on his face, and the blade pointed directly at the back of the neck.
He galloped forward with his body close to the ground. From a distance, it looked like a black shadow was tearing open the air barrier against the ground, and a faint whine like a ghost's cry could be heard.
The calf muscles expand and contract, and the big tendons in the legs open and contract like bowstrings. The upper body is tilted at an angle of thirty degrees to the ground, almost touching the ground. When the steps fall on the ground, even the green bricks are faintly cracked. The whole person seems to be wielding a sword.
A sharp, straight sword, filled with sword energy surrounding his body.
His footsteps suddenly fell to the ground, and a small pit was created on the blue brick floor, causing gravel to fly.
Genichiro Ashina waved his sword silently.
The blade was pointed directly at the back of Chi Gui's neck.
All the sword energy and power are poured into this sword that is as bright as the moonlight.
This blow is the last.
Buzzing and crunching.
Suddenly there was a dark red color in front of him, and the blade of the knife struck it, but the knife that could cut through gold and jade got stuck in the middle, making a very harsh sound of metal rubbing against bones.
Genichiro Ashina was held in the air by a big hand, his eyes widened, and the whites of his eyes were bloodshot.
The blade just happened to pierce the middle finger of the big hand.
before,
I saw that the big red ghost, who was originally unable to turn his head due to the angle, now had his entire head twisted 180 degrees, and his entire face was twisted from front to back.
An extremely ferocious smile appeared on his already ugly face.
The big red ghost opened his mouth wide and smiled at Genichiro.
He hissed a few times with difficulty, finally seeming to find the right tone in his memory, and his voice became longer and longer.