"I want to see me clearly? Then I will let you see clearly. Little Onmyoji, what ability do you have to stop me!" Faced with Ampe Seimei's move, Shuitun Boy stood there, and the momentum of the top monster was released, causing blood-red dark clouds to roll up over Kyoto.

Ampe Qingming was shocked, but he didn't look like he was on the surface. He was holding an ordinary seal with one hand. He secretly hid his sleeves in his sleeves and used some other means, and then he took special steps and started to set up the formation.

Just as Ampe Qingming looked at Shuitun Boy from afar, waiting to find the flaws.

The warriors who had been guarding the imperial palace finally reacted.

They shouted and surrounded Shuitun Boy, but were easily killed by Shuitun Boy.

"Flowing water!"

In the haze, it seemed as if someone had heard a scolding, and the samurai sword stabbed out like rolling water with a stunning sword light.

The boy Shuitun's pupils contracted in an instant. When he stabbed him, he clearly felt like he was trapped in a rushing river. The huge waves in the river were rolling, hidden reefs, and they rushed down from a high place, carrying the wind and thunder.

This knife seemed gentle and effortless, but it seemed to sweep the world.

"Good sword technique! I didn't expect that there would be masters like you among humans!" The boy Shuitun avoided the sword light, and then a serious look appeared in his eyes.

The island country has always used swords, but it is called "sword technique".

Just in a corner of the Imperial Garden, a man wearing bright red armor, wearing a mask on his face, holding a big sword in both hands, and standing solemnly.

"In Shiyuan Lai Guang! I have seen King Shuitun! I don't know why you did not keep the agreement and come to Kyoto to rob?" The man holding a big sword asked coldly.

The boy Shuitun laughed: "Agreement? I have never made any agreement. I just give Amaterasu a little face. I will not come to your so-called Kyoto easily. But now, I am happy to come, no one can stop me!"

"Your swordsmanship is good, so why not compete with me. If you win, I will retreat now, and it will be a good idea."

After saying that, he reached out and grabbed a warrior, completely pulled out his entire spine from his back, and swung it, burned the fire, and turned into a long bone knife.

If Yuan Laiguang's knife is like the lingering and soft spring water in spring, although it still has the coldness of the thawing water in winter, it is still slow and astringent.

So since the sword of Shuitun's boy was as violent as a fire, it was also as fast as lightning.

Both of them almost used swords at the same time, but they were handed over when they were close to Yuan Lai Guang and far from Shuitun Boy.

The two swords fought each other and actually stagnated for a while, so strange that there was no sound of gold and iron clashing.

The next moment, Yuan Laiguang's blade turned, and the continuous spring water suddenly turned into a summer tide like thunder, and the waves roared angrily, and in a blink of an eye it was about to submerge the entire Jiusen Boy.

Countless sword energy was instantly emitted.

Even the rolling summer tide still has its softness and entanglement, just like the tough water plants, rippling with the waves.

On the surface, Yuan Lai Guang seems to have the upper hand.

Many nobles who were hiding far away and were already scared, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

On the contrary, Ampe Qingming, who had never left the battle situation, raised his fingers and placed his lips on his lips. The speed of chanting spells in his mouth was even faster. The talisman paper was carried by his left hand behind him, sprinkled on the ground, and then blended into the ground.

At this time, Yuan Lai Guang's man and knife turned into an arc, like a meteor crossing the sky.

His long sword pierced into the air, and even a trace of knife energy exploded into the space, making dull explosions. A series of sonic booms were passed before the knife energy, before the knife light, and before the long sword itself was passed to the Shuitun Boy.

Although it seems to be at the top of the board, only Yuan Lai Guang himself knows that his methods are almost exhausted, but Shuitun Boy seemed to be strolling in the garden, dealing with it very easily, and he could not see any fatigue at all, let alone being injured or exhausted.

Therefore, Yuan Lai Guang was very anxious at this time, and a feeling of depression had already surged up again.

After anxiety and carefulness, his sword energy became even more intense.

The figure of Shuitun boy was close to Yuan Lai Guang. Gradually, he had a bit of Yuan Lai Guang's appearance in his sword technique.

He was actually learning and copying Yuan Lai Guang's moves quickly, and even conducting new deductions on it. This ability to learn and change is simply terrifying.

Facing Yuan Lai Guang's lightning-like sword, Shuitun's body naturally flew up, and the sword light turned into a gradually rising curve in the air, flying in the air.

The sword postures of both of them were drawn in arcs, one was thrown up and the other was sunken. However, they were strange and similar, as if they were a move.

The two knives faced each other up and down, and the cold light flashed. A hint of mockery appeared in the eyes of the boy Shuitun, while Yuan Laiguang showed a look of pain. He wanted to retreat but seemed to be unable to escape.

Suddenly, the boy Shuitun's red hair flew, his clothes fluttered, and he released his breath unscrupulously, pressing into a strong sword intent, and his entire sharpness was extremely sharp. The blazing Amaterasu fire continued to burn on him, and the pain that penetrated his soul did not distract him, but instead made him more focused.

The murderous aura is like a tide, but it is as calm as ice and snow.

He was covered in an indescribable cold murderous intent.

The burst of Shuitun's aura made Yuan Lai Guang feel confused.

A moment of timidity caused Yuan Laiguang's breath to greatly reduce, and he couldn't help but retreat.

This retreat is like a defeated army.

A splash of sword light gradually magnified in Yuan Lai Guang's eyes. The sword was very rough, as if it was full of flaws. However, Yuan Lai Guang could not raise any resistance or resistance, and could only wait for death.

With the last breath of strength, Yuan Lai Guang desperately swung his sword.

bite!

The expression on Yuan Lai Guang's face has frozen,

The tips of the knife touched each other, and in just a moment, the rough bone knife split the well-built big sword from it.

If the blade continues to move forward, Yuan Lai Guang will have to be penetrated by a knife and die under the sword of Shuitun Boy.

This is a fair competition on the surface.

The Shuitun boy did not directly crush him with violence, but used his sword technique to kill the first samurai in Kyoto today.

Everyone, mainly including the samurai and ninjas that surrounded them, were shocked and frightened, and had a faint sense of retreat.

"Stop!" a soft voice.

The dark blue light shone around.

The light that blooms from the entire imperial garden is very dazzling.

A series of talismans have formed a large formation, which not only turned into chains, but also temporarily locked the boy Shuitun, making it impossible for him to stab Yuan Lai Guang to continue to advance.

And a huge Shikigami like a transparent three-eyed whale blocked Amber Haruki, resisting the oppressive force of Shuitun's boy turning to him.
Chapter completed!