I formed the strongest swordsman group

Qingdeng still has great confidence in Saito's strength.

After all, Arima was the bodyguard he found for him. According to Qingdeng's understanding and trust in Arima, it is impossible for his boss to let some mediocre cats and dogs protect him.

If Qingdeng is willing, he can indeed hide behind Saito all the time and let Saito help him deal with all the enemies. He just needs to hide all the time, shout for Saito, and wait for the victory.

But Qingdeng didn't want that.

It was impossible for Saito to protect him all the time.

If you want to protect yourself, the best way is to make yourself stronger as soon as possible.

If you want to gain enough strength to protect yourself as soon as possible, it is impossible not to experience blood and fire yourself.

Moreover——in the face of this group of "radical anti-barbarians" who suddenly broke out, Qingdeng's mood was also a little emotional.

He is quite willing to use these "radical anti-barbarians" to test the results of these few days of special training, as well as the power of the few magical talents he currently possesses in actual combat!

After Saito, who was back to back with him, leaped towards the four enemies blocking their back, Qingdeng also launched an offensive against the four people blocking their way at almost the same time!

Qingdeng grabbed the bamboo hat on top of his head and threw it at the enemies.

There was a lot of snow accumulated on the bamboo hat, and after throwing it out, the snow on it scattered and splashed, which could just be used to block the sight of the enemies and interfere with them.

Qingdeng's little tactic was quite successful.

A short man with a height of only 1.4 meters rushing to the front was blurred by the snow splashed from the bamboo hat, and while screaming, he stopped in his tracks.

Qingdeng followed behind the bamboo hat, leaning forward.

— like twisting a towel...

Qing Deng silently recited in his heart the tips that Okita taught him to maximize the power of "Su Zhen" without hurting his wrists, and at the same time he quickly raised the knife in his hand overhead.

Pooh!

There was a muffled sound like a watermelon being smashed.

According to the muscle memory he had cultivated through countless times of practice in the past few days, Qingdeng slashed the knife into the dwarf's forehead heavily.

The blade slashed from the Tianling Gai until it reached the root of the nose, and the blade finally stopped.

The dao in Qingdeng's hand, and the wakizasa that is still hanging on his waist, are indeed good swords that his great-grandfather spent 100 taels of gold to forge.

In front of the blade of this knife, the hard skull was no different from a fragile block of wood. After his head was chopped off, there was not even a gap on the blade.

Quickly retracting the knife, Qingdeng quickly glanced behind him to check the situation on Saito's side - the four "radical extermination factions" blocking their back had already been blown away by Saito.

Seeing that there was no danger behind him, Qingdeng, who could safely put all his body, mind and attention on the enemy in front of him, quickly turned his gaze back to the three enemies who were still alive in front of him.

The heart rate keeps increasing.

Adrenaline rushing.

"Lonely" is launching!

Although Qingdeng has only practiced swords for a few days from time travel to the present, but with the blessing of the talent of "Sword Mastery", Qingdeng's training in these few days is equivalent to the average person's months... Even half a year of hard training!

Qingdeng, who is no longer a "novice in swordsmanship", already has previous fighting experience and police training as a foundation.

Coupled with the support of powerful talents such as "Lonely Dan", "Eagle Eye", and "Left-Handed"... At this time, Qingdenghe faced three "radical extermination faction" on the first night of crossing. Attacking the bewildered self is completely like a chasm.

A dark-skinned strong man stabbed at Qingdeng with his sword. At first glance, his attack seemed to be full of strength, speed and momentum, but his attack trajectory had been completely seen through by Qingdeng who now has "Eagle Eyes".

With his left foot as the axis, Qingdeng turned his body counterclockwise, and the wine red feather and cloak on his body drew a beautiful semicircle with the rotation of his body.

After avoiding the strong man's attack by turning around, Qingdeng slashed the knife horizontally with the help of centrifugal force, cutting the strong man's throat.

Big streams of blood gushed out from the ruptured aorta, pouring towards Qingdeng's head.

Seeing the blood that was about to splash on his head, Qingdeng quickly stretched out his left palm, which is now as dexterous as his right hand, grabbed the corner of the cloak on his body, and pulled the cloak forward, blocking the palm with the cloak. Holding the steaming blood.

The black cloak, even if it is splashed with blood, it will not be too obvious.

With a wave of his left palm, and after throwing off the cloak used to block the blood, Qingdeng put the knife in front of him again, pointed the tip of the knife at the next enemy, and laid the knife flat.

Putting on the natural Lixin-style sword skill he learned from Kondo yesterday: Wumingju posture.

Yesterday, when Kondo taught Qingdeng "Wu Ming Tu", he specifically told Qing Deng: The essence of "Wu Ming Tu" is to put the blade flat.

Because the width of the blade is larger than the gap between the ribs of the human body, if the blade is erected to stab, it will easily scratch the bone, but as long as the blade is flat, the knife can be inserted into the deepest part of the ribs smoothly.

Crack!

Qingdeng stepped hard on his back foot, the snow on the heel of his back foot splashed, he kicked the ground with his back foot, and then transmitted the force to his arms through his waist, and then all-in-one directed this force along the blade into the enemy in front of him chest!

The sharp point of the knife easily pierces the flesh, passes through the gap between the ribs, and emerges from behind the enemy.

A little bit of blood flew out from the tip of the knife that pierced the enemy's body by inertia, and fell on the snow, allowing the "plum blossom" to bloom on this vast snow in advance.

Of the four "radical extermination factions" blocking the way of Qing and Zhai, only one is still alive....

The only survivor is now stunned.

Isn't this different from what we've heard...? !

They had heard before: Ju Qingdeng, a national traitor, has mediocre skills and is not good at swordsmanship. He is a soft persimmon that can be easily killed!

They gathered 8 people this time, and they should be able to easily win by simply rushing forward while shouting "Heavenly Punishment", right?

What's the situation now?

Ju Qingdeng is mediocre? !

This person, who was completely stunned by the sight in front of him, opened his mouth and eyes wide, staring blankly at his companion who had fallen to the ground in a fancy way of death...

He didn't finally regain his senses until Qingdeng had withdrawn the knife from his comrade who had been pierced through the chest.

After Qingdeng drew the knife back, he swept towards the last "survivor".

Seeing the saber Qingdeng swept away, the man quickly raised the saber as if awakened from a dream, ready to defend.

It's a pity—it's too late to come to my senses now.

A sharp blade swept across his throat.

New plum blossoms grew on the snow.

*****

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This is the first time since the end of the previous "Swordsman", the author has written this kind of extremely fast-paced fighting, where the winner can be seen in a few seconds.

Fortunately - the hand is not born yet.

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