Fairy Inuyasha

After all, Inuyasha's attack was just an episode. Regardless of the level of strength, since it is a kendo gathering, it is essential to learn from each other.

After him, several others played a battle.

Compared with Inuyasha and his attack, the "viewability" of the other swordsmen is much higher, and it is very exciting to fight one by one.

And after about half an hour, finally no one played.

Hideji Aoyama looked at the sky, it was already close to noon, and said with a smile: "Everyone, since there is no one to compete with each other, today's party will end here, and it's time for dinner. The food will be on my account."

As the strongest disciple of Shenmingliu and the second son of the Qingshan family, his net worth is much richer than that of ordinary swordsmen, so it is not a big deal to invite a meal.

"Haha! Thank you Qingshan-kun in advance. It's just that the restaurant outside the shrine is just newly built, and there is no special food. There is a small town ten miles away, and there is good food there."

"Yes, the food there is very delicious."

"Yeah, I've heard of this a little bit, so you can go."

Several bloody swordsmen declined with a smile.

Aoyama Hideji frowned slightly, and a strange look flashed across his face.

Inuyasha was also speechless for a while: "..."

I didn't know that I had seen it from this book in my previous life. Human beings get information from others, and expressions occupy a large part of the content.

Just like now, judging from the words, there is nothing wrong with these words.

However, judging from the rippling expressions on the faces of those swordsmen, it seems that this matter is not that simple.

Inuyasha thought about it.

Is the food at Jingu Sando restaurant bad?

That is naturally negative.

For this battle of sword bearers, Jingu put a lot of effort into it, not only remodeling the original approach, but also inviting many chefs, acrobatic troupes and the like.

It can be said that during this period of time, Jingu Sando is the most suitable place to eat, drink and have fun within a radius of tens of miles.

As for why there is no "play"?

Of course it's because the Jingu is a clean place...

Ban Yaojun's eyes dimmed, and he shook his head secretly in his heart:

"A youthful young man after all... Can't escape beauty."

"But as a swordsman, how can you not have a little concentration?"

"However, didn't you say it clearly because you took into account that there are women here?"

"The tacit understanding of men..."

"wrong……"

"Why do I have such a tacit understanding?"

As a dog, ultimate, great magician, single dog, and Yasha, he is a guy who has never even watched a small movie, how could he have such a damn tacit understanding! ?

although……

He's not a guy who doesn't know anything about women's bodies.

After leaving the messy courtyard, the swordsmen were divided into several small groups again and scattered in twos and threes.

in the yard.

At this moment, several young men in kendo uniforms came out from behind the house and stood in a row in front of Hideji Aoyama.

"Big Brother!"

They all bowed and saluted suddenly, with the clean and neat feeling of a swordsman.

"Ah."

Aoyama Hideji smiled and nodded: "Have you gained something?"

"Yes!"

The young swordsmen were extremely excited.

The vast majority of them are fifteen or sixteen-year-old young people with good talents. Of course, as the corresponding price of being young, their strength is generally not high.

Only one or two people reached the lot.

Today they watched the battles between the swordsmen of various districts and even the swordsmen of Tiandan below. It was an eye-opener, and their understanding of the way of swords improved a lot.

"Since that's the case, I'll leave it up to you all." Hideji Aoyama smiled.

The young swordsmen responded softly again, and soon began to tidy up the yard.

— After all, this is their residence.

Aoyama Hideji turned around and smiled at everyone, "You two are laughing."

With that said, he stepped forward a few steps and returned to the corridor.

The three of them were not surprised by the existence of these people. In fact, they had discovered it when they came in. After all, these young swordsmen were just watching the battle from behind, not hiding.

"It's a normal thing to have a big family and a big business."

Inuyasha didn't think it was strange. When he was in Sixiang City, when the masters of the half-demons competed, he would encourage the young little half-demons to watch the battle. Even if they couldn't see anything, these things would turn into their background A part, sooner or later, will take root and sprout.

As for why they are all such young swordsmen?Isn't it stronger?

Of course, the next battle of sword bearers will have to wait ten years.

Most swordsmen have their own family business when they are around thirty years old, and those who can continue to practice on the road of swordsmanship do not need to increase their knowledge at this age.

One is that they have everything they should have.

Second, if there is no such thing, they will not grow much at this age.

A swordsman is no more dependent on his body than a mage. Thirty years old was considered a mature man in Inuyasha's previous life, but he is not too young in this era.

In the period of rapid growth, at most until around the age of twenty-four.

Even lower.

The rest is the improvement of experience.

"However... Having said that, why didn't Izayoi-kun prove himself from the very beginning? Well, according to Izayoi-kun's control, you must also know that your demon sword is not strong, that is to say, your swordsmanship is no better than the bone sword How much is it?"

Aoyama Hideji said with a smile.

Inuyasha didn't mean to deny the other party's statement, let alone the other party's statement was correct: "This is natural."

"That's really curious."

Aoyama Hideji shook his head and smiled: "However, I think I will soon see Izayoyo-kun's strength on the battlefield."

Seeing that her brother had finished talking with Inuyasha, Hibiscus Priestess asked curiously, "Second brother, speaking of which, why didn't you see Konoe-sama? Didn't he come with you? Didn't you see your old friend?"

"Master, he will naturally come too, but there are some things to be busy first."

Hideji Aoyama explained, thought for a while, and added: "If I'm not mistaken, he should have gone to Kyoto to join Lord Ianao Swordsman."

"Master Fanzhi Sword Saint!"

Upon hearing this name, Hibiscus Priestess couldn't help but brighten her eyes: "Is Master Konoe going to participate in the guard?"

She can be regarded as quick-witted, and her thoughts are not slow.

Fanzhi Sword Master is the current sword bearer. He has held the artifact for almost ten years, and his strength is unfathomable.

However, after all, it is not a trivial matter for the artifact to leave the capital, and it is normal for the head of Shen Mingliu to go to protect it?

but……

Saying so...

"If you went to participate in the escort, then it must not be Lord Jinwei alone."

Hibiscus Miko's eyes brightened slightly, but she was looking forward to seeing some important figures in this battle of sword bearers.

-------------Chapter Dividing Line---------------

When Inuyasha was talking with Shen Mingliu's strongest contemporary disciple.

Somewhere dozens of miles away from the shrine.

"Gollum..."

On top of a steed, a gray-haired old man dressed in tea haori was holding a yellow gourd in his hand, and was pouring wine into his mouth.

The rich aroma of wine came out.

"Hey!"

Seeing this, another grey-haired old man who looked a little sick suddenly said angrily: "Jinwei, you are enough! Bullying me is not a good drink, right? Cough cough cough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man coughed in a low voice.

"Humph~~"

With a soft snort, the old man named Jinwei shook his head, and the hand holding the wine gourd stretched out a finger and swayed: "Even if you have good wine, do you dare to drink it? My guard just likes to watch you This look of wanting to drink but not being able to drink, but still can't beat me! Hahaha!"

As he spoke, his pretentious shaking of his head stopped, and he burst out laughing.

"You old bastard! Where's your supernatural reserve!?" The sickly old man was so angry that he almost blew his beard and stared, er... although he didn't have a beard.

"OK OK."

At this moment, another old man spoke with a smile. His right hand was tied with a large number of bandages, covering his arm completely. Even the right eye was wrapped with several rounds of bandages. Those who didn't know thought that his right eye was covered with bandages. Blind.

He smiled lightly and said: "It's such an old age, it's hard to get together, it's not good to be so noisy."

"Tsk tsk tsk."

A group of four riders, the old man who was guarded in the center in a triangle at the moment was amazed, he carried a long object wrapped in white cloth on his back: "Time is really a magical knife. The always serious Shenmingliu Sword Master is now an old man, the hostile 'Sura Sword' has become a sick old man, and even the popular 'Ghost Eye Knife' has become a good old man... ..."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

The old man shook his head: "It seems that only my personality has not changed."

"Fuck your shit!"