I formed the strongest swordsman group

With a shake of his arms, Qingdeng parried away the one-armed warrior's saber, and then slashed at the one-armed warrior in front of him.

The power of Qingdeng's knife is incredible.

Instead of simply using his arms, he used his legs and waist together.

No matter how good a one-armed warrior's swordsmanship is, it can't make up for the fatal flaw that he has only one arm and is inherently deficient in "strength".

Using his disabled body and Qingdeng's fighting strength with a healthy body and a bunch of talents such as "tiger arm" and "bear waist+1"... Obviously this is not a wise choice.

The one-armed warrior didn't support himself, he leaned back and stepped back.

Because of the timely dodge, the shining white rainbow pulled out by Ding Guishen only cut off his empty left sleeve.

The sleeves, as light as a feather, fluttered to the ground for a while to the left and to the right.

When I heard the movement of the one-armed warrior again, the sound came from the shadow of the corner not far away.

Qingdeng adjusted his breathing rhythm while looking around his body.

There is almost no place to set foot on the tatami mats covered with all kinds of corpses.

The blood that flowed wildly from each corpse stained the tatami mats so that they couldn't recognize the original color, and at the same time soaked them so slippery that they would slip and fall to the ground if they were not careful.

Qingdeng's moves were extremely ruthless, if he didn't make a move, it would be fine, and if he made a move, he would definitely kill someone - Yunliu's "indoor fighting technique" contributed to such a result.

After more than two months of hard training at the Moon Palace Shrine, Qingdeng has become more and more familiar with how to kill people in narrow places such as rooms and corridors.

At the same time, he also mastered the skills of "destroying the light source and depriving the enemy of vision", "how to find the right opportunity to kick the opponent's child-bearing organs when confronting a knife", etc.

As long as you are attacked by Qingdeng, you will definitely die——Qingdeng's brutal fighting style makes it impossible for the so-called wounded to exist in the battle scene at this moment, and there are only two types of people: the living and the dead.

After a fierce battle, there were very few people left who still had the means to fight against Qingdeng with weapons - only 7 people left.

——What's going on with that guy...?

From the corner of his eye, Qingdeng looked at the long-faced young man standing under the wall behind him.

As early as when the battle started, Qingdeng had noticed that this person's behavior was very strange - he neither rushed to fight him nor ran away.

Just standing there with the knife in hand, he watched the battle between him and the one-armed warrior and others without moving or saying a word.

Although he was very puzzled by the weird behavior of the long-faced youth, Qing Deng had no time to think about these miscellaneous issues.

Crash la la la...

Hasty footsteps—except for the long-faced youth, the other 6 people moved their feet and changed their positions. They surrounded Qingdeng from 6 different directions, and 3 of them held the "shield" picked up from the corpse of their companions in their hands.

The group of people headed by the one-armed warrior who had not yet been killed by Qingdeng's sword erupted with a strong will to fight.

They all showed the tragic expression of "the wind is rustling, the water is cold, and the strong man will never return when he is gone", and he assumed a posture of "same hatred, fighting to the death and never retreating".

A large group of people were killed by Qingdeng, leaving only single digits... If it were an orderly organization and team, after suffering such casualties, their morale would have collapsed long ago.

The reason why the one-armed samurai and others were able to maintain such a high spirit of fighting after enduring such horrific casualties was because, on the one hand, the greatest enemy that caused their Kobari group to perish was right in front of them, and they were eager to take revenge. On the other hand, there is no way for them to retreat.

As the saying goes, "a sad soldier will win", "a rabbit will bite when it is anxious".

Outside the house are the Huofu thieves and officers and soldiers who surrounded the place tightly, even if they wanted to escape, they had no way to escape.

Since there is no way to escape, let's go all out! Desperately fight the enemy in front of you!

The six people who surrounded Qingdeng moved forward inch by inch, tightening the "encirclement net" against Qingdeng little by little.

Qing Deng's waist sank, and he lowered his center of gravity. His eyes were fixed on the enemies approaching from all directions.

This short confrontation of "1vs6", where the atmosphere was so tense that people would involuntarily forget to breathe, was broken in an instant.

Pasha!

Qingdeng heard the sound of kicking blood on the tatami from behind him.

He quickly turned his head to one side, and looked behind him from the corner of his eye—a short, ugly guy with an extremely ugly Tsukiyo haircut, holding a "shield" made of tatami mats in one hand, grabbing a Dao rushed towards Qingdeng with a "wow". Under the dim candlelight, the white blade shone coldly.

At the same time, the enemies in other directions also moved! They cooperated with Ugly and launched a pincer attack on Qingdeng!

It was too late and then too soon, just when the knives and "shields" in the hands of the one-armed warrior and others were about to hit Qingdeng and block Qingdeng's flashes, Qingdeng rolled forward on the spot, from the two people Rolled through the gap between positions.

While ignoring the dirty blood on the tatami and rolling to a safe place, Qingdeng took advantage of the opportunity to pick up the left sleeve of the "one-armed warrior" he had cut off just now.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The person closest to Qingdeng turned around, leaped into the air, and while protecting the "shield" in his hand tightly in front of his body, he swung the knife in his hand, and the blade whizzed straight to Qingdeng's forehead.

Qingdeng waited for this moment.

He raised his left hand violently, and threw the broken sleeve that he had just picked up towards the enemy's face like a net.

This person has calculated thousands of times, and it is impossible for Qingdeng to use such a despicable and shameless trick on him.

Unexpectedly, Qing Deng's "clothes blindfolded his eyes", his face was covered impartially by the broken sleeve.

In an instant, Qing Deng's figure was no longer seen in front of his eyes, only a broken sleeve that was close to his eyes in every sense.

"Woo!"

He screamed instinctively.

At this time, the one-armed warrior warned him loudly: "Anzhai! Retreat!"

The one-armed warrior's warning was completely superfluous - even if no one came to remind him, he still knew that he, who has temporarily lost his eyesight, is very dangerous!

While retreating rapidly, he tightly protected the "shield" in his left hand in front of his body, dropped the saber to free his right hand, and tore off the broken sleeve hanging on his face.

The dim candlelight with a little warmth shone into the pupils again—and at the same time, his eyeballs were illuminated, and there was a silver light that hit his neck directly...

The moment Qingdeng threw out his broken sleeve, he was already preparing to fight back.

He stepped forward and hit the man's neck with a knife.

Puchi!

Qingdeng was once again covered in blood—the blood of the enemy.

- 16...!

The enemy's offensive came one after another, without any respite at all. In the blink of an eye, three people rushed over from the front of Qingdeng, and two of them also held "shields" in their hands.

The three knives of the three people came from the same direction...all coming from top to bottom!

Seeing this, Qingdeng twisted his body slightly to the right, then took half a step forward with his left foot fearlessly, then raised Ding Guishen horizontally above his head, and at the same time gently held the blade with his left hand.

clang--!

The 3 knives came from the vertical slash with the momentum of "splitting Huashan with strength".

Ding ghosts and gods raised horizontally above their heads.

Both sides hit the air!

The sound of the collision was so loud that everyone present couldn't help but tinnitus.

Qingdeng received three slashes at the same time - only one person and one sword!

The three people who were confronting Qingdeng with swords all showed expressions of extreme astonishment at this moment.

Carrying the three knives struck by three swordsmen with all their strength... For ordinary people and swordsmen with ordinary skills, let alone doing such a thing, they dare not even think about it!

No matter how hard they gritted their teeth, no matter how hard they tried, even if they put all their strength into feeding, they still couldn't shake the sword in Qingdeng's hand and his body!

They felt that they were not confronting Qingdeng with swords... but were hacking at an indestructible rock!

Across the four knives, Qingdeng observed the stunned expressions of the enemies before him, and thought to himself:

——"Bear's Waist+1", "Tiger's Arm", "Leading the Horse", "Lonely Courage", "Focus on God"... The power that these 5 talents emanate from the mutual linkage is really amazing...!

If it were him a few months ago, then Qingdeng would definitely not have dared to take such a risky move.

But today is different.

With the addition of new talents and the evolution of old talents, Qingdeng's shortcomings in "strength" have long been corrected.

It is difficult for ordinary human beings to surpass Qingdeng in "combat strength".

At this moment, two dark shadows approached Qingdeng, one from the left and the other from the right—it was the one-armed warrior and that short, ugly clown.

Qingdeng quickly glanced at the enemies approaching from the left and right, and at this critical moment, he shouted loudly:

"Drink!"

Legs, waist, and arms work together!

Just like a lava erupting, the huge force that erupted from Qingdeng's body forcefully pushed away the three knives that were forming a piece with Ding Guishen! Shock the three swordsmen holding these three knives back!

Immediately after that, Qingdeng took a step to the left, and slashed at the one-armed warrior on the left.

Frightened by the vigorously dancing blade, the one-armed warrior had no choice but to retreat.

After forcing the one-armed warrior back, Qingdeng turned to deal with Ugly.

Seeing Qingdeng rushing towards him, the ugly man couldn't help being a little panicked, but this panic only appeared for a moment.

I saw his waist sinking, he raised his sword in a smooth manner, and threw himself at Qingdeng's chest.

With one side of Qingdeng's body, he avoided Ugly's fierce attack, and then leaped forward, sticking to Ugly's right abdomen.

In the next moment, Ding Guishen slashed across the ugly belly like lightning!

Ugly is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Seeing Qingdeng's sword approaching, he tried his best to dodge sideways, and at the same time slashed Qingdeng's knife back.

Qingdeng saw the ugly sword flashing in front of his eyes... He felt that his left upper arm was cut somewhere, but he didn't feel any pain, the wound must not be too deep.

Ugly only caused minor injuries to Qingdeng. And Qingdeng's injury to Ugly was just...

Qingdeng and Choubi brush past each other.

After Qingdeng rushed forward for a few steps with unabated momentum, he turned around and held the knife, and set up a mid-section stance that could be attacked or defended, to check the ugly movement.

"Cough...! Cough cough...!"

Ugly hung his head and coughed hard. Huge handfuls of fresh blood sprayed out from its mouth and nose... The blood was mixed with many pieces of internal organs.

Holding the knife, he turned around slowly, while staring at Qingdeng with eyes bloodshot from the severe pain, he approached Qingdeng with unsteady and staggering steps.

He only took 2 steps, and his ankle seemed to lose strength, and his lower body began to be unstable.

When he was only a short distance away from Qingdeng, he raised the knife high and assumed the upper stance.

However, as soon as he raised the knife, he heard a "pop" sound - the knife suddenly slipped from his palm.

Ugly is still standing there.

Still maintaining the posture of holding the knife high, he looked at Qingdeng with an expression of resentment and unwillingness.

Then his body began to shake violently. In the end, he fell face down on the ground, lifeless.

- 17...!

Of course, Qingdeng didn't have the leisure time to "stand still and quietly watch Ugly's final struggle"—before Ugly was coughing up blood and walking towards Qingdeng, the only four remaining members of the barbarian group were against Qingdeng. Den launched...the final siege.

Although Yunliu's "Indoor Fighting Technique" has many techniques and skills, there are only two core concepts——

One, make good use of your ears.

Second, learn to control the length of the weapon.

Tian Cangxiao once said earnestly to Qingdeng: A low-level mistake often made by people who have no experience in indoor fighting is to ignore the restrictions on weapons in a narrow environment.

Right now, there is only one person who has made such a low-level mistake as Tian Cangxiao said.

One of the three people who had just confronted Qingdeng with swords, for some unknown reason, in short, he suddenly lost his composure.

While yelling "Aww", he swung his knife wildly and haphazardly.

"Kuze!" the one-armed samurai shouted anxiously, "Don't mess around!"

The one-armed warrior tried to awaken the man's sanity with his voice.

But the voice of the one-armed warrior has not yet fallen——

Boom!

The man swung the knife indiscriminately, and accidentally slashed at the paper sliding door beside him, and the blade was deeply buried in the door frame.

In the blink of an eye... in the blink of an eye, this person's face was suddenly as pale as if it had been smeared with fine snow.

He frantically tried to draw the knife back, but the knife was too deep in the door frame, and it was really inconvenient to pull it out immediately.

Sometimes, there are some mistakes that can only be made once in a lifetime.

Qingdeng saw this opportunity and immediately stepped forward.

Seeing that Qingdeng was approaching, the man didn't bother to draw the saber any more, he quickly let go and let the saber embedded in the paper sliding door.

But just as he freed his hands, his waist was chopped off to the point where only a little bit of flesh remained.

His head, hands, and shoulders all hang down feebly, but his feet still retain a bit of inertia and muscle memory - obviously he is dead, but his feet still support the upper body that has no life breath, crooked He swayed a few steps.

The time when he fell to the ground coincided with Ugly.

Not only did the two people fall to the ground in no particular order, but even the location where they fell was basically the same—the bodies of the two who fell to the ground almost at the same time were stacked together on the tatami mat.

--18 pcs……!

2 black shadows, and the suffocating murderous aura carried by these 2 black shadows rushed towards Qingdeng.

Qing Deng let out a low cry, and flitted under the knife cut by the two, leaving behind two knife lights.

— 19, 20...!

Qingdeng didn't even look behind, and faced the last two opponents: the one-armed samurai and Shinsaku Takasugi who hadn't made a move—the two behind them had already fallen to the ground one after another while covering their wounds that kept spurting blood.

"Whirring whirring……"

The high-intensity continuous fierce battle has already made Qingdeng's breathing become a little short, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his body surface, but his physical strength was basically intact.

Keep fighting, no problem.

He looked at the one-armed samurai, and then at Shinsaku Takasugi——Qingdeng's eyes lingered on Shinsaku Takasugi for a particularly long time.

"..." Shinsaku Takasugi stared at Qingdeng for a moment, then turned his head, and glanced at the one-armed warrior beside him.

This movement made by Shin Takasugi is to send another... and final confirmation to the one-armed warrior: Do you really need my help?

The one-armed samurai sensed Shinsaku Takasugi's eyes and the meaning contained in them immediately.

He shook his head resolutely and without thinking, then showed an expression on his face as if he was going to do a great deed of not being disrespectful, sacrificing his life and becoming a benevolent man. He took a step forward and half a step to the left, and stood directly in front of Qingdeng.

Seeing the actions of the one-armed warrior, Qingdeng asked softly, "Aren't you guys going together?"

The one-armed warrior ignored Qingdeng's rhetorical question.

He straightened his waist vigorously, inhaled vigorously, until his chest bulged to the limit——

"Tanqingdeng! I'm Takataka at Shimotodo! I'm a close friend of Kanno Tatsugoro!"

Tatsugoro Kanno...a familiar name I haven't heard for a long time.

At this juncture, he suddenly claimed that Shen Ye was his good friend...Qingdeng vaguely guessed what the one-armed samurai wanted to do next, his eyelids sank slightly.

What the one-armed warrior said and did next perfectly confirmed Qingdeng's conjecture.

"You kill my partner first, and then you kill my best friend and destroy our great cause! I have to avenge this blood feud!"

Speaking of which, the one-armed samurai... or Takataka Fujido slowly raised his sword, pointing the tip at Qingdeng.

"Juqingdeng! I'm formally requesting revenge on you!"

Chodo——Hearing this word, Shinsaku Takasugi opened his eyes slightly in surprise.

And even Qing Deng, who had already guessed what the one-armed warrior wanted in advance, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

Since the founding of the Edo Shogunate by the Tokugawa family, in order to better domesticate the samurai group as the ruling class of the country, under the leadership of the Tokugawa family, the ethical values ​​of the samurai...that is, "Bushido" began to take shape.

Fame is more important than life - this is one of the core ideas of Bushido in the Edo period, and it is also one of the most twisted ideas.

The basic law proposed by the Edo shogunate to control samurai: Many laws in the "Samurai Laws" were formulated with the starting point of "protecting the reputation of samurai".

A typical example of this is the "Zensha Yumian", which allows the beheading of disrespectful servants, townspeople, and ordinary people without punishment.

Since under the influence of Bushido, the samurai have an almost pathological pursuit of reputation...then "revenge on whom" has become a topic that cannot be avoided.

Suppose one day, someone kills his parents and usurps his wife... If he doesn't kill this beast with his own hands, what reputation does he have?

Therefore, revenge has naturally become an important right of warriors to protect their reputation.

Ever since, although the Edo shogunate prohibited the samurai from dueling in private, it did not prohibit the samurai from avenging those who had blood feuds with them.

In a nutshell - during the Edo period, it was legal for samurai to take revenge.

Whether you kill your enemy with your own hands or not will directly affect the world's judgment on the person involved.

People generally respect those who have succeeded in revenge, pity those who have failed in revenge, and cast aside those who dare not.

In this way, a special system... or culture: "hatred".

Whether it is the banner of the shogun, the royal family, or the vassals of the "three hundred princes", they can legitimately obtain the power of "killing and revenge".

When deciding who to take revenge on, the person concerned can apply to the superior for "revenge permission".

It's fine if the permission is not approved, but if the permission is approved, then the government has the obligation to protect the party's right to revenge and provide some convenience for the party's journey of revenge.

For example: if the enemy of the person concerned is in another place, then the government has the obligation to grant the person concerned a document allowing him to travel freely across the country.

It is an extremely shameful thing not to take revenge - this kind of atmosphere continues to subtly affect the three views of the samurai class.

To this day, "resentment" has become a kind of thing endowed with special sacred meaning among warrior groups.

I could have asked Shinsaku Takasugi for help, but I chose to ask Qingdeng alone for revenge—the one-armed samurai...or it could be said that Takataka Fujido valued honor and wanted to replace his lost partner with his own strength. Their desire for revenge is evident.

"...Understood." Qingdeng nodded, "I accept your request."

Qingdeng raised his chin in the direction of the corridor, indicating to change the battlefield.

Takataka Fujido nodded slightly, and then moved sideways with Qingdeng, stepping over the bubbles of blood and corpses on the tatami, and moved to the corridor outside the room.

"Juqingdeng! Next... I will use the mysteries that I have painstakingly honed over ten years! If this move fails to defeat you... then I have lost!"

After shouting, Takataka Fujido put the knife back into its sheath, bowed his head, leaned over his left shoulder sideways, put his right palm lightly on the handle of the knife, and set up a posture of Iai.

Seeing this, Qingdeng thought to himself: He should be planning to use his "one-armed sword drawing technique".

Takataka Fujido's Iai Slash, which was launched with only one arm, was so powerful that Qingdeng could feel his arms go numb, which left a deep impression on Qingdeng.

Is it because it's rare to meet a master of sword drawing, so it's itchy?

Or is it because of other reasons?

Qingdeng couldn't figure out what was going on.

In short - Qingdeng pursed his lips thoughtfully, then turned his right wrist suddenly, and twisted a cool and gaudy saber, changing the hold of Ding Guishen in his palm from an upright grip to an upside down grip.

"Absolute truth... Even so, I can't be negligent."

Qingdeng put the saber back into its sheath, lowered his head and bowed his waist, leaned sideways to protrude his left shoulder, and rested his right palm lightly on the saber handle.

Seeing Qingdeng put on the same posture as himself, Takataka Fujido and Shinsaku Takasugi, who was standing not far away watching the battle, both showed stunned expressions.

However, in the blink of an eye, Todo Kotaka regained his composure.

He gritted his teeth and concentrated all his strength on the toes of his forefoot:

"No Outflow"

"Todo Kotaka!"

Qingdeng let out a foul breath:

"Natural Mind Flow"

"Orange green!"

The tense atmosphere swelled to the limit in an instant!

At a certain moment——

"Drink!"

The throats of the two swordsmen burst out with powerful sounds! They rushed towards each other in no particular order! Hit each other hard!

Two knives cut at each other at the same time!

The blade cut through the atmosphere, and the blade light exploded!

The result—the blood spurted from Fujido Kotaka's body splashed all over Qingdeng's body.

Takataka Fujido's body was cut in half and fell to the ground. And beside his right foot is his right arm flying out in the horizontal direction.

Qingdeng swung his sword twice in an instant.

The first sword cut off Todoh Takataka's right arm holding the sword from the bottom left to the top right.

The second sword cut down from the right shoulder to the left abdomen, cutting Takataka Todo's body obliquely in half.

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The author is still very satisfied with the quality of today's chapter, especially the last one.

An instant move, an instant end.

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Author Jun Science——

In the Edo period, the rules of "restraint" were roughly as follows:

1. You can only avenge your elders, not your juniors. For example, after a parent is killed, children and grandchildren can avenge him, but parents taking revenge for their children or grandchildren are usually not regarded as enmity.

2. If there is a grudge, do not carry out enmity. If you are of Wu family blood, you will not be able to inherit the family business if it is serious.

3. You can ask someone for help, but you must do it yourself to kill the other party. But looking for outsiders to help revenge is easy to be looked down upon.

4. Repeated revenge is prohibited. That is to say, it is not possible to retaliate against those who have succeeded in revenge.

5. Affirm the honor of the enemy. But the revenge will still be punished, and the avengers still have to pay for their lives. But most of them will be allowed to commit suicide in the most respectable way in the eyes of people of that era: seppuku.