This is My Juggernaut Journey

"Go! Yuzuru-sama!!"

The blood-stained, crumbling crowd shouted at the same time, they had the main character in the plot, and some cannon fodder without a name, but with one voice, they pinned their last hope on one person!

This is the sword hero, this is the commander, and this is the savior!

"what!"

With a violent shout, he exhaled all the turbid air in his heart, and a black figure that was not too tall rushed out of the crowd, stomping on both feet.

After stepping on a wolf, stepping on Xianichiro, stepping on the ghost punishment department, and borrowing strength from the wall, the swordsman landed steadily on the roof, straightened his back, held the knife in his right hand, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He greeted the general of the inner court:

"Lord Qingshan Zhongjun, I have admired your name for a long time!"

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The spring breeze was blowing, and the blood-stained robe moved with the wind. The swordsman had a smile on his face, and he had the calm momentum of thousands of troops to take the head of a general.

Qingshan Zhongjun was stunned for a moment, then applauded lightly, as if he was impressed by him.

"I've underestimated you, Yuzuru Himura, you really brought the aggression to the extreme, but—"

"But that's all."

Munemo Yagyu walked up the stairs, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, his eyes were frighteningly bright.

He has recognized Yuzuru as an equal opponent, raising his fighting spirit to the limit.At the same time, Qingshan Zhongjun also slowly drew his sword, with a smile on his lips.

"Incense is based on the flow of the Shinto, and it is not allowed to spread it. Qingshan Zhongjun will participate."

Warlords don't know how to fight, they only know how to kill. If the young man can beat the two great swordsmen, then he will admit it.

Yuzuru's pupils trembled slightly, Katori Shinto style, this school can open a dojo in the Celestial Dynasty five hundred years later, its strength is self-evident.

The head of the sword fight was imposing, Yuxian glanced at the two masters who were coming, and even forgot about the fight behind, just smiled lightly: "I didn't expect Master Zhongjun is also a master."

The smile on the general's face was even wider, as if everything was under control: "So I'll stop here."

boom!

He was answered by the sound of a heavy stepping on the ground, and Yuxian pressed the knife and shouted wildly: "No! It's far from over!!!"

court death!

Qingshan Zhongjun didn't expect this boy to be so ferocious at all, he rushed towards him directly, but before meeting the enemy, he caught a glimpse of a black shadow falling from the sky out of the corner of his eye.

boom!

There was a muffled sound, and it landed in front of Yagyu Zongju. The "airborne" of the Eagles was no longer a secret, and Jianhao was naturally not surprised. Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent had just landed, he stepped on his front foot and slashed into the dust with his long knife!

clang! !

Sparks bloomed in the dust, like being hit by a stone, and he remained motionless. He immediately frowned slightly.

Master, is it Ashina Jonin?

He was a little puzzled, but when the wind pressure came, the dust was swept away, his brows relaxed, and his pupils shrank.

No, that's—

"Puff! This old man fell from the sky!"

While laughing wildly, the long and narrow sword slashed, and the thin but straight old man scattered the dust, and the force directly knocked Yagyu Somoki two meters away.

The overflowing sword energy seemed to raise a gust of wind, and Liu Sheng Zongju landed on his hind feet, with horror and ferocity written all over his face.

It turned out to be the Sword Saint from Heaven!

The Juggernaut's way of appearing on the stage was far beyond expectations. Not only did Wei Ming not die, he even 'airborne' in front of him, and his momentum immediately fell into a disadvantage.

And the subtle change in mentality was immediately caught by Yixin, kicked his legs, and killed him first.

Stepping forward with the sword drawn, the sword light picks up in the air.

Climb the carp!

Bounce back, rush up at a faster speed, and slash down heavily with both hands holding the knife!

One word!

Wei Mingliu was extremely smooth in the hands of the sword master, the blade was covered with white smoke, Yagyu Zongji didn't dare to take it hard, and hurriedly slanted the blade upward to block it.

Clang... Clang... As soon as the blades touched, they slid down in an arc as if sticking together, like a winding river unloading a flood peak.

Listen to the sword, wrap the sword!

Yagyu Zongmo showed the high-level swordsmanship of Yagyu Xinyinliu, but Weiming Yixin's strength was three points stronger than Yuxian's. Even if he wrapped his sword, he couldn't remove the strength, so he couldn't help but crooked his footsteps.

"Get out!" Yixin immediately seized the opportunity to grab, Xianfeng kicked the opponent's heart, but at the nick of time, Liu Shengzong's chest was sunken like a bone shrinking skill, and the kick was not solid, causing him to hit the wall side stop.

The brown-clothed swordsman straightened his back in an instant, without looking at the cracked wall, he just said indifferently: "Your Excellency Yixin, you should use the secret sword, or your physical condition can no longer be exhausted? It's a pity, You can't defeat this subordinate who is good at defense."

Perhaps the mouth cannon is the highest esoteric meaning of Xinyinliu, even if Yixin's eyes are bulging, he kills him head-on.

"You Weiming's pride is bound to fall, aren't you going to take care of it?"