From one person to nine to five

Chapter 225 Ronin
In this secluded mountain forest, a peaceful atmosphere permeates the air. The dense green leaves cover the entire mountain range, forming a lush green wall. The sun casts dappled sunlight through the treetops, reflecting on the forest path , shining like gold.

Walking along the path, you can hear the sound of the breeze gently blowing the leaves, and the chirping of birds and insects from among the trees is intertwined, like a natural symphony, with leisurely birds jumping happily on the branches , Their singing is as beautiful as the sound of nature, which makes people feel refreshed.

The air in the mountains and forests is fresh and humid, accompanied by a faint fragrance of flowers, wild flowers are blooming in the forest, and various colors are intertwined to form a colorful picture. Walking in it, it feels like being in a sea of ​​flowers. Tangy and intoxicating.

Occasionally, you will come across a small stream with clear water running merrily by, and the stream flows gently between the stones, making a soft gurgling sound.

There are fish swimming in the water, jumping out of the water from time to time, splashing a splash of water, and there are some elf-like dragonflies dancing on the moss on the shore, adding a sense of vitality and mystery to the place.

In the depths of the mountain forest, there is a gloomy forest sea. The towering old trees are luxuriant and tall. Their trunks are thick and powerful. It seems that they have been baptized by hundreds of years. In this forest sea, the light becomes weak and warm, and the shadows of the trees are whirling The space seems to hide countless secrets.

In this quiet mountain forest, time seemed to stand still, and suddenly, the atmosphere in the mountain forest became tense.

The leaves began to tremble, as if feeling an unusual breath, and the birds stopped singing and perched silently and alertly on the treetops, their eyes fixed on the front.

Xu Fu slowly walked out of the forest with the golden long dagger in his hand, his expression was still not too good-looking at this moment.

Although he got rid of the puppet ninja, he seemed to have encountered new troubles.

At this time, I can still feel the existence of the other party, but I can't really find the hiding place of the other party.

This guy is also a master who is good at hiding. It seems that the guy who chased and killed him this time is also the same guy, and this made things complicated again.

Xu Fu walked forward slowly, waiting for this enemy to appear, and understood that this guy was just testing his own reality, or waiting for the right time to launch a sneak attack.

But since it is doomed that his idea will come to nothing, all he has to do is wait for the other party to appear at this time.

But not long after that person appeared.

On the forest path, a scruffy Japanese ronin samurai stands alone, adding a unique and decadent atmosphere to the surroundings.

His clothes looked shabby and ragged, and he had obviously experienced countless battles and sufferings. His disheveled black hair hung messily on both sides of his cheeks, hiding the determination and exhaustion in his eyes.

The ronin samurai's face is covered with dust and beard, his skin is pale, revealing the traces of time, his eyes are deep-set, revealing a firm and lonely gaze in his eyes, although he is exhausted, but in his body There is still an unyielding will in his posture.

The robe on his body was covered with mottled bloodstains and knife marks, which were obviously the traces left by the fierce battle in the past. He held an ancient samurai sword tightly in his hand. There was a shabby cloth wrapped around the handle of the knife, and a few vague handwritings were engraved on it, which seemed to be his cherished memories.

The posture of the ronin warrior is straight and firm. He stands quietly on the forest path, as if he is thinking about something. Although he exudes a decadent and lonely atmosphere, there is a trace of honor in his eyes. and loyal pursuit.

In the silence of the forest path, the slovenly ronin warrior became a unique sight. Standing there, he seemed to be a lost soul holding a silent persistence to the past glory and struggling life.

The appearance of the ronin warrior can be described as extremely sloppy, his robes have been tattered due to the ravages of the years, the fabric can hardly see the original color, and it is covered with traces of patches and repairs. The cloak was too tattered to keep out the wind and rain.

Stains and sweat stains were everywhere on the robe, obviously it hadn’t been washed for a long time, dust and mud stained his cuffs and hem, as if he had struggled on a muddy battlefield, and the cloth in some places had been frayed and thin Like paper, it can be torn almost at any time.

His shoes were also in dilapidated condition. The wear marks on the soles showed that he had walked for a long time. The leather on the uppers had faded to reveal pale fibers. The laces were almost too loose to be tied tightly and might fall off at any time.

The hairstyle and beard of the ronin warrior are even more messy. The black hair is scattered on the cheeks in a mess, looking unmodified, and the beard is also irregular. smell.

Mochizuki held his old but sharp katana sword, with a gleam of determination in his eyes, while Xu Fu held a golden long dagger in his hand, exuding a mysterious and majestic aura.

The air on the battlefield was dignified and tense, and the surrounding trees seemed to sense the impending battle, standing quietly. The two soldiers faced each other, their eyes as sharp as sharp swords.

Xu Fu took firm steps. The golden Changge was shining brightly in the sun. He exuded a majestic aura, as if he was carrying endless power. He stared at Moon Moon Sea with calm and indifferent eyes, as if To completely defeat him.

Mochizuki's body trembled slightly, but he did not back down. He held the samurai sword tightly, feeling the hardness and coldness from the handle. He stared at Xu Fu, with unyielding will and pursuit of honor revealed in his eyes.

The battle started. Xu Fu brandished the golden spear and made a howling sound like a dragon's chant. The light of the knife and the shadow of the gun intertwined, fierce and swift. Mochizuki jumped up and flexibly avoided Xu Fu's attack. His figure was like a cheetah as fast.

Mochizuki turned into a whirlwind, and used skilled swordsmanship and body skills to deal with Xu Fu. His samurai sword left arcs and flashes of cold light. He sometimes attacked the enemy's vital points, and sometimes dodged a fatal blow. , showing superb swordsmanship and keen insight.

Not to be outdone, Xu Fu swung his golden long dagger, trying to break through Moon Moon Sea's defense line. His attacks were sharp and powerful, and every slash carried a breath of destruction. However, Moon Moon Sea skillfully avoided his attack, Counterattack with lightning speed.

Wang Yuehai caught Xu Fu's fleeting opening, he quickly counterattacked, the blade flashed, and an astonishing sword energy shot up into the sky, and the sword energy swept across the battlefield like a tornado, making a palpitating hissing sound.

Xu Fu was forced to retreat steadily by Wangyuehai's onslaught, but he did not give up. Instead, he gathered a stronger force. He took a deep breath, and a strong golden light suddenly radiated from his body, as if he was integrated with the entire battlefield .

Xu Fu swung his long dagger, making an ear-piercing sound of metal rubbing. His attack power was even more terrifying. The golden long dagger turned into a bolt of lightning and instantly pierced Moon Moon Sea's vitals. The fatal blow, only the shoulder was slightly scratched.

Wang Yuehai clenched his teeth, bearing the wound in his heart, his eyes became more determined, he knew that he had reached the critical point of life and death, and there was no room for backing down, so he concentrated all his strength and used the ultimate move.

He stood up and drew a beautiful arc in the air, like a free-flying phoenix. His samurai sword pierced the sky, drawing a flash of lightning, and a thunderous sword roar resounded across the battlefield , the sword light condensed into a bright pillar of sword light, and slashed towards Xu Fu.

The Pillar of Sword Light pierced through the air with indestructible power. Xu Fu felt the threat to his life. He resisted it with all his strength, but he still couldn't resist this powerful force.

The golden spear shattered into countless fragments. Xu Fu was hit by the pillar of sword light, and his body was instantly blown away. Just when Wang Yuehai thought that the victory belonged to him, the fallen Xu Fu suddenly burst out with unbelievable strength. He got up from the ground, with frenzy and fierceness in his eyes.

Xu Fu held the incomplete golden sword tightly with both hands. He exuded a dark and terrifying aura. The surrounding air seemed to be swallowed by him, and the battlefield became eerie.

He jumped up, and his body soared into the air like a demon. He swung the golden spear and launched a terrifying attack, causing gusts of wind and thunder, and the sword light flickered. Go all out to avoid.

Wangyuehai felt the huge pressure and danger, he kept backing away, trying to find a flaw, but Xu Fu's attack seemed to be invulnerable, his swordsmanship was superb, every attack could accurately find Wangyuehai's weak point.

Wang Yuehai's body was scratched by the golden spear, and his robe was stained red with blood. He felt severe pain, but his will remained unwavering. He took a deep breath, gathered his inner strength, and launched a counterattack with the last strength .

Mochizuki jumped up suddenly, his samurai sword pierced the sky, and slashed towards Xu Fu, his attack became sharper and more swift, and all the strength of his whole body was concentrated on this sword.

The blade collided with the spear, and there was a deafening noise. The air on the battlefield seemed to freeze, and the surrounding trees were swaying because of this powerful force.

But Xu Fu's strength is still beyond imagination. He used amazing strength to push Wangyuehai back. Wangyuehai felt that he was powerless, but he still resisted tenaciously, unwilling to give up easily.

The battle entered a fierce stage, the strength between the two fighters intertwined into a thrilling scene, every attack of them was full of breath of life and death, blood and sweat intertwined, Wang Yuehai realized that he had to fight back, otherwise he would die Being completely overwhelmed by Xu Fu, he gathered his last strength, adjusted his mentality, and stared at the opponent in front of him.

Wangyuehai suddenly burst out with incomparable strength, and his body rushed towards Xu Fu like a tiger. His swordsmanship became more fierce, and every swing had the power to shatter space. And fight back quickly.

The sword light pierced the battlefield, and Wang Yuehai's attack became sharp and accurate. He rushed towards Xu Fu like a gust of wind, and every swing aimed at the enemy's weakness. They attacked Xu Fu fiercely.

Wang Yuehai's offensive gradually gained the upper hand, he used the enemy's strength to counter him, he skillfully dodged Xu Fu's attack, and then counterattacked with agility and superb swordsmanship, every stab of the sword forced Xu Fu to take a step back , making him passive.

Xu Fu felt Wang Yuehai's powerful counterattack, and he began to become uneasy. He was no longer as confident as before, and he began to feel his own lack of strength.He tried his best to resist, but Mochizuki's offensive seemed endless.

Finally, Wang Yuehai launched a fatal blow. He slashed towards Xu Fu's vitals with lightning speed, and the blade pierced Xu Fu's body. The blood instantly stained the battlefield. I fell down.

Mochizuki held the samurai sword tightly, his chest heaving violently.

Although Xu Fu fell to the ground, he did not completely lose his ability to fight. He exuded a dark energy all over his body, and he stood up again as if resurrected. Facing the victory of Wangyuehai, his eyes shone fiercely and cruelly .

Xu Fu held the incomplete golden long dagger, a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, his attacks became more violent, every swing carried the power of destruction, his body flashed rapidly, exuding a kind of palpitating darkness breath.

Wang Yuehai was knocked down by Xu Fu's sudden counterattack, he felt the oppression of that dark force painfully, his body trembled violently, but he gritted his teeth and tried his best to fight back.

The two fighters fought fiercely again. The sound of Jian Guang and Chang Ge's collision echoed continuously on the battlefield, with momentum like a rainbow. Mochizuki pounced like a gust of wind, while Xu Fu fought back with devilish speed and strength.

Their figures intertwined on the battlefield, and the battle became more and more fierce. With his tenacious will and excellent swordsmanship, Wang Yuehai dodged Xu Fu's attacks time and time again, and found opportunities to counterattack with his keen eyesight. His sword stabs were accurate , but Xu Fu's dark power made his wounds unable to heal.

Xu Fu fought more and more bravely, and the dark forces continued to grow.He swung his spear and made a chilling roar, like a monster from hell. His attacks became more and more fierce, so that Wang Yuehai had to go all out to resist.

Wang Yuehai felt tremendous pressure and despair, but he did not give up. He inspired the deepest strength in his heart, and the momentum of his whole body gradually recovered. He stared at Xu Fu, his eyes gleaming with firmness and determination.

And Xu Fu was not to be outdone in the slightest, he raised the long dagger in his hand, and then thrust out violently.

The long dagger in his hand was hovering in his hand like a golden dragon.

(End of this chapter)