I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

"The 27th Senko Muramasa, Shirou is the one!"

The name given by the young man made the two men express obvious surprise.

Of course she had heard of Qianzi Muramasa. This is a legendary swordsmith who came from a famous swordsmith family in Ise during the Warring States Period. The most famous demon sword "Muramasa" in Japanese history was forged by him himself. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one swordsmith in Japan.

The red-haired boy in front of him calls himself the twenty-seventh generation Senko Muramasa. Presumably after Senko Muramasa became famous, he became a name passed down from generation to generation of swordsmen in this line. Such things are not uncommon in Japan, and the sword in the boy's hand It is also worthy of the name of Chiko Muramasa.

The Liangyi family has always had the habit of collecting swords, and Shiki became a master of this art under his influence. With her eyesight, she could tell at a glance that the knife in the young man's hand was a new one that had just been released recently. However, the aura wrapped around the knife was no less than that of many century-old swords that had been refined over time. It had already reached the level of being able to cut mysterious objects. This level is simply unheard of.

However, being able to forge a good knife is one thing, being able to use the knife well is another matter entirely - can this young man unleash the power of the knife?

With this question in his mind, Shiki quietly leaned towards the wooden barrel where various knives were placed. She had to choose a suitable knife. If the boy couldn't support him, she could provide him with timely support. Shiki's skill in using tachi was already better than that of daggers, and the barrels were filled with high-quality knives. If there had been such knives before, she wouldn't be in such a mess.

When Shi started to choose his sword, the herd of beasts in the distance also approached. The first to charge were the three black wolves. Although wolves are not as strong as tigers, leopards and bears in terms of individual strength, they like to stay in groups and fight with more and less, and they are extremely vindictive. Once they are targeted, they will fight to the death even if they run for dozens of kilometers. The escape of mother and daughter caused a lot of trouble.

"It's the most troublesome right from the start." Shiki muttered quietly while speeding up the selection of weapons.

On the other side, Mina, who was still full of energy, waved her hands and shouted: "Brother Shirou, come on, kill them, kill them!"

Shirou turned his head and gave Mina a confident smile. Then, the sword was swung out, and the fastest black wolf was split into two instantly. The whole process was extremely smooth, as if the cut was not a ferocious black wolf, but a piece of tofu.

The sword cut off the wave head, Shirou flicked his wrist, and the blood slid down the blade without leaving any trace on the blade surface. Immediately afterwards, another knife was swung... This time, the swing of the knife was wider, killing two other black wolves at once.

"Try beheading?"

At this time, Shiki finally saw the technique used by the boy. That's what every swordsmith knows. It has nothing to do with school, inheritance, or even martial arts. It's just a matter of testing swords.

Although it is very ordinary, it has a hearty and refreshing feeling in the hands of the young man. It is an instinctive reaction that has been integrated into the knife after thousands of times. It has been achieved through thousands of tempers.

He must have been training day after day since he was a child. What he forged was not only the knife, but also himself. Any knife that came into his hands was a test product, and what he used as a target was what was in front of him. These herds.

One sword, two swords, three swords.

The boy just stood at the door, concentrating on using the magic beast to test the sword in his hand.

While testing, he was mumbling to himself.

"The feel is very good, and the sharpness and toughness are also good. Why would Master say it is a failure?"

It seems like there’s no need to worry anymore - Shiki thought. However, the next second, reality reversed, and dense black shadows fell from the sky, a group of crows.

Driven by the mastermind behind the scenes, the crows launched life-threatening attacks without stopping. The speed of swooping down from high places and the sharp mouths caused damage no less than the claws and teeth of black wolves.

In a sense, this is a more troublesome existence than a pack of wolves, because a pack of wolves can only charge up to a few, but crows can charge up to a dozen or even dozens of them. This number has exceeded what Tachi can do. The limit of coping.

However, the red-haired boy did not feel panic. The moment before the crows arrived, he took a deep breath, then shouted loudly, and slashed out with all his strength with the sword from top to bottom - it was still a trial cut, named Shirou. The young man seemed to only know this trick.

Compared with the huge number of crows, Shirou's attempt was so small, as if he would be swallowed up by the vast flock of birds in the next moment, but the result was exactly the opposite. It was not Shirou himself who was swallowed up, but the dense flock of birds.

One knife, just one knife. The birds in the flock seemed to have been stuffed with explosives in their stomachs. They exploded from the inside, and the flying flesh and blood immediately covered the ground.

"It's amazing." Wei Na couldn't help but widen his eyes and exclaimed, "But the knife seems to be unable to withstand it."

As Mina said, while exploding the flock of birds, a shocking crack appeared on the knife in Shirou's hand, and it was obviously unusable.

The young man stretched out his hand and knocked on the center of the crack. The originally clear sword instantly dimmed and shattered into pieces.

"It turns out that the problem lies in the design. According to Master's requirements, it should all be turned into powder in order to gain maximum power - well, I am still not practicing enough."

The explosion of the crows did not make the beasts retreat, but instead aroused their ferocity, and they rushed forward one after another. The young man was unaware of this and was still immersed in his own world.

"Be careful!!!" Shiki noticed something was wrong and quickly reminded him.

"Ah!" Shirou finally reacted and instinctively pulled out his wakizashi and waved it continuously.

However, the wakizashi is a short sword after all, and its length is not as good as that of a tachi. It does not seem to have the special effect of exploding a flock of birds at the expense of the blade breaking into pieces. It didn't take long for the boy who lost his range advantage to fall into a disadvantage.

"Mom, throw a long knife to Shirou-nii." Mina rolled her eyes and shouted to her mother.

Shiki had the same idea. Before Mina could finish speaking, she had already drawn a nodachi and threw it at Shirou.

"then!"

The Nodachi drew an arc in the air, whirled past the boy's head, and then - was slapped away by a bear. Mina and Shiki's idea is easy to win, but the people behind the scenes clearly don't intend to give them any chance.

Yes, they - the herd's target is not only Shirou, but also Shiki and Mina.

While Shirou was surrounded, the remaining beasts began to hit the fence, trying to catch all the mother and daughter in the courtyard.

Shiki protected his daughter behind him with one hand, picked up the tachi he had already selected with the other hand, and shouted into the room.

"Come, just let the horses come over. The old man in the house, run away, the wild beast has rushed in."

"The noise is so annoying. Don't you know that quenching is the most critical step?"

The people in the room said this and walked out of the door.