I’M Really Helpless In Tokyo

"Sorry, I'm a bit in a hurry today, so let's make a quick decision."

The arch bridge was flying snow, and the two stood with knives, and Araki Sosuke broke the silence first.

"My Beichen made a sharp cut, and I only took one knife..."

A majestic and violent aura, rising from his body, even the speed of the influx of grievances around him has suddenly increased, opening up a more majestic "vacuum zone"!

"If you can block my cut, you will be at your disposal."

"This is, Jianxin is bright?"

Listening to these slightly familiar words, the man holding the sword over the top of Yuxue gradually overlapped with a familiar figure in the head of Chief Okita.

On a rainy night more than a hundred years ago, it was a swordsman who was also a swordsman in Beichen, who cut off the Juyiwen Zezong in his hand, but then returned to the Xinsengzu base with him.

To this day, General Secretary Okita still remembers that when the other party had an abdomen cut at Misheng Village, he himself explained the wrong scene.

The other party's blade had just pierced into the abdomen, and his lightning-fast sword had already cut its head down...

Probably, you didn't feel the pain, right?

"Chief Shannan...this time, I who have realized'that sword' will definitely catch..."

With the sword hanging to the side, Okita Souji lowered his body and took the initiative to take a step towards the opposite man...

In an instant, his figure disappeared in the black snow.

"Little girl Aju, thanks to you before..."

Facing Soji Okita who disappeared in front of him, Sosuke Araki's expression remained unchanged.

"Okay, big brother will help you get revenge!"

He even had time to look back and raise his eyebrows at the shattered Aju figure behind him.

"It's... not the big brother... When Aju arrived at Wannian Temple, you hadn't... be careful!"

Aju’s complaint in the form of humanoids has not been finished yet, and the figure of Soji Okita has appeared in front of Sousuke Araki...

"When you are distracted during the war, your Excellency is a bit too despised!"

I saw Sochi Okita's figure divided into three, multiple and overlapping, holding three long swords of different shapes in the hands of Kikuichi Norizo, Kaga Kiyomitsu, Yamato Morita, and toward the Araki Sect who had just turned around. Jie cut out: "Dying under my nameless three-duantu that was born against Beichen's one-sword style, it can be regarded as seeking benevolence and benevolence!"

Araki Sosuke's left eye "Moon Wheel Nine Lights" bloomed, and the nameless white flames of his right eye burned, and the opponent's movements were frozen in his eyes...

Beichen Yidaoliu·Star Eye·Moon Wheel Jiuyao X Void Eyes Friendship co-star version.

"Saw."

The opponent's three long swords drawn different constellation trajectories, and finally converged at the same point!

Immediately afterwards, he dignified and unhurriedly waved the wooden sword in his hand, and slashed towards the three long swords that were slicing in the same position of Sochi Okita!

"It's useless, even though your sword heart has reached the level of transformation, it can't resist the simultaneous existence of the same point at the same point, which can even cause a'space collapse'..."

Seeing the well-mannered and impeccable "cutting off" of the opponent, a sweet smile appeared on the corners of Mr. Okita's mouth: "President Shannan... this time, I won!"

That rainy night, after being cut off by Shannan Jing's Scripture Zong, Chief Okita thought hard and finally realized this "stab".

He used three weapon blades at the same time, superimposed in different spaces but existed at the same time, even if the opponent could see his own movements, he would stop one of them...

The remaining two knives will still go over the obstacles, whichever comes first.

"Hey."

When the two blades were about to meet, Araki Sosuke suddenly smiled: "You have three swords..."

"My uncle still has four hands!"

The black giant arms with burning runes and dazzling flames spread out from his back from the left to the right, and slammed them down at the head of Okita in a thunderous manner!

"It turns out that the terrible intuition before came from this thing in his body!"

Looking at the black arm that thundered in front of him, the fatal murderous intent that had flashed before once again enveloped the keen swordskin of Souji Okita.

"Impossible..."

Seeing that the situation is not good, his three overlapping figures, one of them is suddenly silky and round, violating the rules of physics, and retreats like lightning, trying to avoid the edge...

Seeing that the other party was about to retreat, Araki Zongsuke's black arms suddenly closed, and together he held the wooden sword in his hand...

The dark red flame burning on the rune of the arm is burning up with the souvenir wooden knife engraved with "Lake Toya"!

"Sorry, times have changed."

In the next second, Araki Sosuke slashed with the wooden knife in his hand to the greatest momentum, and suddenly released his hands without warning!

"what?!"

The dark flame burning wooden knife shredded the two remaining figures of Okinawa Chief Secretary in front of him, turned into a round of dark crescents, and penetrated straight into the city gate!

"In my next life, I have played thousands of swords, and I have never seen anyone abandon the sword to meet the enemy like your lord..."

At the bridgehead, Mr. Okita tapped his toes on the ground and retracted his knife into its scabbard.

"This trick... does it have a name?"

"It's a good move that can cut people, why not be famous?"

Sousuke Araki looked at the souvenir wooden knife disappearing into the dark gate, and shook his head regretfully: "However, this is indeed a waste of sword..."

"That's it, there is no way to win without a move, and I have been taught."

A black vertical line, as thin as a hair, slowly emerged from the delicate face of Souji Chongtian, spreading downward rapidly...

"The times have really changed...Mr. Kondo, Mr. Tufu, we bucked the trend, maybe we are doomed to be fruitless."

The black cracks instantly spread all over his body.

"Although it was another step ahead, Soujiro was not a deserter this time."

Mr. Okita folded his hands in front of him, showing a sunny smile, and bowed to Sousuke Araki: "Could you please give me a word..."

Between the opening and closing of his lips and teeth, this genius swordsman at the end of the screen was already in the black snow, shattered into fireflies in the sky.

"Obviously, becoming a Buddha is white... But Buddha, is it black... So ugly... A Ju said with an expression of disgust."

At the bridgehead, Aju, whose limbs were broken and difficult to gather back into a human form, stared blankly at the black arms that retracted into Sousuke Araki's body under the fluorescent sky.

"Woo...Aju...Aju, don't go away..."

"A Ju, we go back to Wannian Temple, you will definitely get better!"

Among the black hair surging like waves, the remnants of the petite doll are surrounding her.

"No, it's useless, after A Ju is away, don't run around, go back to Wannian Temple to find the host, take care of yourself... A Ju said with a reluctant expression."

Unlike ordinary ghosts and gods, her ghost and god body is this beloved puppet that is dependent on each other.

The origin of the doll was smashed by Chief Okita, and her spiritual body was also difficult to recover, relying on the constant resentment in the snow of resentment to linger.

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