I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

　　 Ogata only slayed all the enemies that appeared in his field of vision, seeing one kill one, and seeing two kill a pair.

　　 didn't count how many people he had cut, only swung his sword energetically.

　　 When he came back to his senses, Ogata realized that there were only less than 20 enemies in front of him.

　　The rest of these people are all overwhelmed with fear.

　　 Their fighting spirit and morale have been crushed by Ogata.

　　 Now even if Matsuhira Genuchi doubles the reward for the head of Ogata, it is impossible to save their fighting spirit and morale.

　　 I don't know who slapped the head first, let out a wailing first, and then fled backwards in embarrassment.

　　 The samurai who took the lead to escape, just like a beginning, started a chain reaction.

　　 In an instant, six more samurai followed his footwork, wailing, and fleeing away from Ogata.

　　 But there are some people still standing in place, trembling, unwilling to run away with these people!

　　 "As a samurai! How can I escape!" A young samurai who was probably only in his early 20s shouted, "Let you see my loyalty!"

　　 The shout of the samurai seemed to be speaking to Ogata, and it seemed to be speaking to himself.

　　 After yelling this sentence aloud, he raised his sword high and rushed towards Ogata.

　　嗤!

　　 After the young samurai entered his attack range, Okinawa cut open his throat with a sword without any hesitation.

　　 Then, he lowered his body's center of gravity and turned into an afterimage, rushing towards the dozen or so samurai who were hesitating whether to choose to fight with Ogata or choose to turn and escape from here.

　　 Double knives were brandished. Under the blessing of "the state of no-self", the level was briefly raised to the master-level circulation, and its power was brought to the extreme by Ogata.

　　 It was just a few breaths, and the light drawn by the double knives passed over the bodies of more than a dozen warriors one by one, taking the lives of these more than ten warriors.

　　 "Ha...ha...ha...ha..."

　　 Ogata gasped loudly, adjusting his breathing.

　　 Since the beginning of the battle, there had been noisy surroundings, and finally quieted down at this time.

　　 Only Ogata's breathing is left at the scene, and... the breathing of a strong man standing not far in front of him.

　　 "Only...you are left, Nanahara..."

　　 Nanahara stood not far in front of Ogata with the knife still dripping with blood, the expression on his face was neither sad nor happy.

　　 The few samurai who fled before the battle did not escape.

　　 They are all lying behind Qihara, lifelessly.

　　 When he saw less than 20 samurai still alive, Nanahara had silently drew his sword and walked towards Ogata slowly.

　　 And by the way, slaughtered the samurai who gave up the battle...

　　 None of the samurai who escaped before the battle escaped, they were all beheaded by Qihara with one sword.

　　 "...I didn't expect it." Nanahara whispered, "You can win against more than a hundred samurai. It's amazing."

　　 After that, Shichihara stepped on her foot and narrowed the distance between herself and Ogata at a dazzling speed.

　　 clang!

　　 Ogata raised the gaps that had already been covered with gaps, and blocked Nanahara's crosscut.

　　 Although Ogata blocked the attack, Nanahara's face did not show any discouragement or depression.

　　, it would be better to say-on the contrary, a little complacency appeared on his face.

　　Because of his goal, Ogata's worries from the beginning!

　　 quickly retracted the sword in his hand, and then attacked Ogata's threats.

　　 Nanahara's sword slashed precisely into one of the gaps on Ogata Wakisashi.

　　 Ogata’s Wakisashi sword is already covered with many gaps, and if you cut it casually, you can basically hit a gap.

　　Kara!

　　 The sound of something breaking apart sounded.

　　 Ogata's wakizashi is like a piece of glass, and it is cut off from the place where Nanahara cut it.

　　 "Very good," Qihara whispered.

　　 "So your goal from the beginning is my threat."

"Although I didn't recognize which first-class second-sword swordsmanship you were using, I did recognize that your second-sword swordsmanship was very difficult. For this kind of difficult swordsmanship, naturally you have to do everything possible to keep you out of it. The law has been used."

　　 Nanahara slammed the knife in his right hand downward, and shook all the blood attached to the knife from the knife.

　　 These blood are the blood left when he killed those who fled the battle just now.

　　 "There are no other threats on the ground around you for you to use, even if I were there, I wouldn't let you have a chance to take it."

　　 Although Ogata is very reluctant to admit it, what Nanahara said just now is true—there is no perfect threat on the ground around him for him to use.

　　 The closest threat to him is 7 steps away.

　　 Going down 7 steps away while being stared at by Nanahara, take the knife-it's almost impossible.

　　 "If you can't use the second sword style swordsmanship, you don't need it." Ogata casually threw away the only half of the fear in his hand, "Anyway-I still have Sakihara sword style."

　　 After that, Ogata made a mistake with his feet, raised the knife in his right hand, and set his posture in the middle.

　　 "Come on, you running dog in the source of Matsudaira."

　　 "The running dog?" Ogata's words seemed to offend Nanahara, and Nanahara's face turned black in an instant, "You, a rebel who betrayed the lord, are still uttering crazy words here!"

　　 "I am different from an unfaithful person like you! I am a real samurai standing upright!"

　　 "A real samurai?" Ogata chuckled as if he had heard some funny joke, "Helping to abuse him, willingly be a beast dog-is this also a samurai?!"

　　 "What do you know?!" Nanahara scolded with a volume that did not lose to Ogata, "Forget all right and wrong, good and evil, black and white, and be loyal to the Lord with all one heart-this is Bushido! This is a samurai!"

　　 "Isase Ogata~www.ltnovel.com~ The beliefs you and I hold are completely different! No matter how much truth is said to someone like you, it is just a waste of time!"

　　 "Let's start. The battle between the two of us is a battle between beliefs."

　　 "Let me see if the idea you insist on is stronger, or the loyalty I adhere to is better!"

　　 "A battle of faith? Nanahara, what are you talking about stupid."

　　 After Nanahara's voice fell, Ogata said softly.

　　 "I didn't come here to bet my life and swing my sword for some righteousness."

　　 "The death battle between us has nothing to do with beliefs, nor for loyalty. It's just because you killed my brothers and feet, slaughtered my sect, and I came to avenge, and you - it's in my way!"

After that, Ogata raised his left hand, grabbed Haori on his right shoulder, and tore the haori that had already been chopped down to the ground in one breath, revealing the dark underneath Haori that had been stained with blood. Dark blue kimono.

　　 Behind the dark blue kimono, there is nothing but a clot of blood.

　　 "Nachihara, I want to-cut you off!"

　　 In Ogata's eyes, killing intent boils.

　　 "Huh! If you can kill me! Just come and kill!"

　　 Nanahara also raised his left hand and grabbed Haori on his right shoulder. With brute force, he tore his wide, haori who would hinder him from swinging his sword, and threw it aside.

　　 revealed the brown kimono under his Haori.

　　 On the back of the brown kimono, the family pattern of the Hirose Matsudaira family is printed.

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