Walking up a few miles along the river near the temple, after turning around a mountain col, you will find a small waterfall. The rapid river water in the upper reaches cascades down from the hundred-foot cliff, violently hitting the large rocks at his feet, forming a waterfall.
The bottomless whirlpool, the cold autumn wind mixed with the fine water droplets in the sky, hit the human body for only a moment and it would be cold to the bones.
Sorayama Kazuyo stood facing the waterfall holding a sword and began his daily swordsmanship practice. He closed his eyes tightly and let go of his whole body. Due to the loud sound of water, his hearing was seriously affected. It would take a lot of effort to capture more subtle movements.
After several times the effort, and after a long time, the flow of the waterfall began to slow down in his world of perception. Occasionally, there were some almost undetectable bright spots flowing down the river at an extremely fast speed, which were exactly his target fish.
Since he discovered this waterfall, Sorayama Kazuyo is no longer satisfied with fishing in a simple way on the calm river. Instead, he has adopted this extremely difficult half-cultivation and half-hunting method. But how difficult it is! The fish can't grow more than one foot.
, only five inches wide, which is quite small compared to the huge human body. The fish itself does not have any killing intent, it is just washed down by the water flow along the waterfall. It is extremely difficult to sense it, let alone in the water.
Being stabbed in the rushing water would be almost impossible for an average swordsman to do.
In the beginning, Kazuyo Sorayama often returned empty-handed, but as he practiced, he gradually began to master the method of using his whole body's sensory power to obtain information in advance: the subtle differences in water droplets splashing on the skin, and whether there were other odors in his sense of smell.
...No trace of disharmony can escape his perception.
If Ichiyo Sorayama relied on his unparalleled hearing to support his perception ability in the past, now he has trained four of the five senses to the extreme, and it is only now that his "mind's eye" is considered complete.
This is also his biggest gain in swordsmanship since coming here. Although it cannot directly improve his combat ability, Sorayama Kazuyo is confident that if something like the assassination of ninjas in Fuuma happens again, he will definitely be able to detect the hidden people in the soil in advance.
A ninja, no matter how seamlessly the opponent's ambush is.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly worry about how to deal with the orphan Wuzi in Feng Mo.
Leaving her behind and running away now? If there was still this idea at the beginning, after a few months of getting along, Kazuyo Sorayama still couldn't be so heartless; staying here and waiting for her to grow up? This is even more impossible
! After all, the little girl is only 8 years old. With her coming out of the mountain? Sorayama Kazuyo is not sure that he will be able to protect her and survive the shogunate's pursuit. He will quietly escort her back to Edo and entrust her to Chiba Sana? Absolutely not! With the ability of the Mibaban ninja
, I am afraid that he will be discovered as soon as he comes out of the mountain, and he does not want to have anything to do with that girl again. When did he start to become soft-hearted...
Huh? No!
Ichiyo Sora suddenly opened his eyes and looked up. The waterfall was dyed red at some point. Several corpses were smashed into the pool under the impact of the water flow. There were several fatal injuries on the throat, chest and abdomen of the corpse, and on the top door.
, someone must be fighting upstream!
Lifting the captain's light, he quickly bypassed the waterfall and hurried upstream along the river.
At this time, a cruel and unusual battle was taking place. It was not so much a battle as a massacre of one person against a group of people.
"Don't come here! I, we have money, but we can give it all to you." A frightened bandit raised his knife and shouted.
"Forget it about robbing, why kill them all? Kill others for pleasure. You are no longer human beings, you are beasts! Do you feel the fear of being killed to some extent now?" A clear and rich baritone voice said in a deep voice.
said.
Several bandits who were about to collapse waved their swords randomly and retreated step by step. A guy who looked like a leader trembled and defended: "They were the ones who resisted first!"
"Hahaha, resisting is wrong. Anyone who resists will be killed. There will be samurai according to what kind of shogunate there is. No, you are no longer samurai. Now you are resisting and I will kill you, then should I also kill you?
Are you going to kill them all?”
The man slowly approached the bandit, and flashed the sword in his hand. The sword was as long as a captain's light. It seemed to have no weight in the hands of this unusually tall man, which showed how majestic his body and strength were.
Several bandits shook their heads wildly, "Sir, please spare us. Next time, I won't kill anyone again, no, no, no, I won't rob again. We will go back to our hometown to make a living. Please let us live."
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The man sighed: "There are people killing people everywhere. Even in such a desolate mountain, no matter how good your swordsmanship is, how can you change the ruined world by yourself... You don't have to beg me. When you get down there, go and beg Buddha for forgiveness."
Losing interest in the conversation, the man knelt down, flew nearly five meters away, and appeared in front of the bandit leader in the blink of an eye. In a flash of light, he swung dozens of knives at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and all the light disappeared into the bandit.
Leader body.
I saw the bandit leader standing there blankly, with blood lines spurting out from various parts of his body. Small traces of blood spurted out. The next second, there were only fragments of corpses left on the spot!
Another bandit standing next to him was so frightened that he jumped into the river as fast as he could, no matter how deep the river was, how fast the water was, or the roar of the waterfall in front of him, even if he was drowned by the river or hit by the waterfall.
If you die, don't die in the hands of the man in front of you.
As soon as the bandit jumped over the river, a bright sword light followed him. The man also jumped into the air, raised his plain sword in both hands, swung his waist, and made a fierce downward slash that directly broke the bandit into two halves.
At the same time, the man kicked the bandit's body and used the force to fly back to the shore. In the blink of an eye, the two bandits were killed.
But such a delay also gave the last three bandits a chance to escape. After all, they were more familiar with the mountainous terrain here. Taking advantage of the death of their two companions, they fled downstream wildly. There was a slope in front of them. As long as they fell to
If you roll down the slope, you will definitely have hope of escaping! Because once they get into the woods and run away separately, no matter how skilled a man is in martial arts, he cannot kill them all.
Unexpectedly, at some point, a man with a cold face appeared in front of them and stared at them expressionlessly. Sorayama Kazuyo arrived.
How could the bandits care about this at this time? The bandit who was running at the front stabbed Kongshan Yiye straight in the chest with his knife and roared: "Get away!"
Before Kazuyo Sorayama climbed the hillside, he had vaguely heard some of the conversations above. At this time, seeing the bandit's attitude of killing without saying a word, he suddenly felt murderous intention. He turned slightly sideways to let go of the blade, drew out the sword and made a backhand.
Hold it in front of your chest.
"Ah!" In the horrified gaze of the bandit, his neck hit the blade of the knife, and his huge head whirled into the air. The headless body continued to rush down the slope due to inertia, leaving a path of blood.
The two bandits' legs weakened and they fell to the ground. They were blocked in front of them and pursued by soldiers behind them. They were not easy to provoke from either side. What else could they do except closing their eyes and waiting for death.
Sorayama Kazuyo stepped forward and slashed one by one without any unnecessary movement. There were two more corpses on the ground. He was not interested in talking to these bandits. The most important thing was that this god-given place that he had finally found could not be left before he left.
It will never be allowed to be leaked before.
Seeing Kazuyo Sorayama using his sword, the man chasing after him focused his eyes and stopped to look carefully. Only masters of the same level could detect the horror of Kazuyo Sorayama. However, out of confidence in his own martial arts, the man
He didn't show any signs of nervousness or panic, and just regarded Kazuyo Sorayama as an evenly matched opponent.
In Kazuyo Sorayama's perception, the aura of the man in front of him was as dazzling as a ball of extremely hot fire. In addition, he was half a head taller than him. Just standing there made Kazuyo Sorayama feel incompetent.
Feeling of enemy.
Where did the master come from among the barren mountains?! The two of them thought at the same time.