The orange-red hilt was extremely angry in the air. Even if it rose to a height of hundreds of meters, you could still see the light it dragged. As long as you look up, you can see the fireworks in the air. Panic in the suburbs of the city spread throughout the city. Some of the stewards were busy tonight.

"Miss Wangyue, no one sees you. We will arrange the cameras and follow-ups in the surrounding area."

Ito City is still in the aftermath, especially Misa, who was originally taking a relaxed vacation, now has to be sent back to Tokyo with injuries.

Kunna watched Meisa lie on the stretcher of the helicopter. Meisa's appearance was very tragic at this time, at least in appearance. Although the bones of the two arms were restored under the influence of mysterious power, they could not see much flesh and blood. After all, bone hyperplasia cannot allow flesh and blood to proliferate at a speed of light like a sarcoma.

"Yes." Mesa nodded and looked at the hilt of the sword flying away from the sky with unwillingness.

It flew too fast. When she realized from the orders of Lord Bone Girl, she didn't know where the hilt of the sword had already flew.

That must be an important item for Lord Bone Girl, Huangquan. Besides, the news about the Demon Sword was first reported from Ito's witch, but I didn't expect to be met by myself in Izu.

Kunna did not go to Tokyo with her. She still had to wait for the arrival of the subsequent troops here in Ito. In the terrifying state of remnants, Misa can still maintain a clear and rational mind. How tenacious it is, supernatural.

Or for Mesa, this fatal injury in the eyes of ordinary people is probably the degree of minor injuries, and it is not even considered a "bone" to be injured. After all, the daily fighting style of the bone girl is to use bones willfully.

"Huh, Huh." The helicopter rose from the ground.

"What a terrible existence."

The bloody battle with the Ghost General had already scared Kunna and her group. She fought so hard that how did Misa get incorporated by the base?

As the information says, is it just a few hundred casualties?

Fortunately, they still think that they and others are the first line of defense to defend against her rampage. However, according to Meisha's combat effectiveness, they are clearly a one-time beacon tower, just spread the news before being killed instantly.

...

Kanagawa Prefecture, Kamakura City, as the first Wujia regime, Kamakura City is still very simple and simple.

"Sword is the sword in your hand and you merge into one, your breath is its breath..."

A swordsman was half-squinted and said mysterious and mysterious words, and he was like a master.

In the eyes of the students in the audience, this old man in his seventies is indeed a master of swordsmanship. It is said that his swordsmanship has been passed down for thousands of years.

As long as you follow the sword technique taught by this master for thousands of years, no one can defeat this master.

After explaining it, the master in his seventies stood up and stood up.

"Teacher, your sword."

Several senior apprentices standing beside him handed over the swords that were used by the masters. They were fake swords, not ancient battles, so how could they use real swords?

"Next, I will demonstrate to you how to fight when facing five people in the last battle."

As he said that, five senior students who had employment relations with the Taoist temple stood up, and each took a weapon to find a position to set up, and surrounded the master in the middle.

One to five.

Five strong men and one old man.

It was like a scene that made people excited, especially the master standing in the middle had half-white hair and half-squinted his eyes.

"start!"

"drink!"

First, a student pulled out a fake knife and slashed it, and went straight toward the master's neck.

“First.”

The master pulled out the knife with his backhand and slashed the first person on the shoulder.

“The second one.”

The second man slashed at the master's back, but the master didn't even look at it. The blade was inserted from the side and stabbed the belly of the person behind him.

In the end, the three of them looked at each other and shouted loudly. The three long swords were slashed, but they were stopped by the master holding the scabbard.

"when!"

The three adult men couldn't do anything to an old man. Is this Qilin Arm practicing?

"You all have a good idea, and you should do this now!"

"Go to die for me."

He slashed the three men's belly with a knife. If it were a real knife, it would have exploded now.

"ah."

"ah."

“Ah~”

But even if it wasn't a real knife, the three students still cooperated and shouted and fell to the ground and looked painful.

Not to mention the others, just this set of actions can be smoother and smoother than a samurai movie.

"This is the fighting method of facing the enemy in actual combat. Do you understand?"

Putting the knife into the sheath, the master said in a calm tone.

handsome.

"Smack and fuck."

Looking at the five strong men who were knocked down to the ground, the other students couldn't help but applaud.

So handsome, this is the master of kendo they imagined. Swords can master gods.

"Awesome."

"It's so amazing."

"Hey, when will I be as powerful as a master?"

He waved his hand calmly to suppress the students' exclamations, and the master's face was neither happy nor sad.

As this kind of performance was performed too much, he had no sense of novelty - he had to pay his five employees when he came back.

"Dad, why do I feel that those five uncles on stage are not exerting force?"

"And it seems that every time they demonstrate, they go up."

"Taoma, this is of course. The master just shows us the countermeasures for encountering such a situation in the battle. If life and death really fight with one's life, these people will have no chance to get close."

"If you haven't gotten close, you will be killed by the master."

"Yes...well..." The little son scratched his thick black hair, looked at his half-bald father in confusion, and looked at the adults who applauded him. He thought this situation was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. Maybe he was still young. It turned out that everyone was smart people who understood the master's meaning.

Just as the swordsman showed his skills to continue teaching, a sharp scream suddenly sounded in the sky.

An orange light fell from the sky. This light was so light-polluted that it almost blinded people's eyes early in the morning.

The people in the room stood up and looked at the courtyard. It was strange. A sword hilt was inserted into the stone lantern. Everyone held their breath. Who had seen such a strange thing falling from the sky?

The orange-red light came out from the hilt of the sword.

Outside the temple is a courtyard with dry mountains and rivers, sand, small trees, and stones. It is arranged in a straight and straight manner, which is very consistent with the noble appearance of ordinary people in their minds.

"Ultraman transformer?!"

Takuma shouted loudly at the hilt of the sword on the ground, "Isn't it shining that the transformer can be anything else? Is it a transformed belt?"

The students turned their attention to the master. With the master's knowledge of "ageing and becoming a master", they should know what this is. After all, the master's family is a martial arts family that has been circulating since the Kamakura Shogunate period. The ancestors still had connections with Genyosuke. Isn't they all said so in the publicity?
Chapter completed!