Reborn with Naruto In Tokyo, Japan

It was really angry. When several swordsmen stepped forward and took off the undercoats of the two, both of them had blood on their heads.

For the sake of this never-before-seen demon knife, a human brain can be turned into a dog brain.

Tsuchimikado was so frightened that he wanted to run away. This was really not the way he wanted to choose the master of the demon sword. Everyone couldn't sit down and chat with the amiable one, and they had to fight for their lives like this.

He is a policeman!

Aren't you afraid that he will stand up and take this group of smugglers away?

"You guys, it's really, really..."

After separating the two, the seniors of Kendo couldn't say anything.

After all, it is not a real kendo arena. Those rules of cruelty are not suitable for the present. Great interests are ahead. It is not uncommon for someone to pull out a pistol while playing.

Facing the dead swordsman, hatred flashed in the eyes of the loser.

I am afraid that the two kendos have forged a beam since then.

"You go down and prepare for the next game."

The old swordsman sighed, the demon sword didn't say anything, and they didn't dare to overtake it.

This sentence is equivalent to qualitative, it doesn't matter if it hits the real fire, the muscles of Shi Long and others on the side are tensed with excitement.

Some people are suitable for the rules and regulations of the house game, and some people are born to like those real fights without rules.

This example is in the front, and the few who came out later also let go of their hands and feet. Bleeding is normal. The worst thing is that one person's arm was broken, and it seemed that he was about to change from kendo to a sinister battlefield. If the real sword is in hand ……can not imagine.

Tsuchimikado was already frightened, and his forehead was sweating.

"Tuyumen Kazuma, come out."

No, as a policeman, he has to call the police.

"Tuyumen?"

"Tuyumen?"

"Is the Onmyoji here too?!"

"What about his shikigami?"

The moment they heard the surname, everyone in the courtyard cast their eyes!

No one in the world knows what Tuyumen's surname represents.

Onmyoji?

Did Abe Seimei's direct descendants also appear? What kind of gods are in the selection of the demon sword this time, even the imposing Shilong is also a little nervous.

He believes that his swordsmanship is superhuman, but such a mysterious occupation of Onmyoji, is it something that mortal swordsmen can do?

The swordsmanship of this descendant of the Great Onmyoji is definitely superb.

After shouting several times in a row, Tuyumen Yizhen stepped forward. Under the gazes of everyone, his face was very embarrassing. Don't look at me like this. I also want to know if the ancestors left behind a mysterious method.

Holding the bamboo stick, Kazuma Tsuchimikado's face turned pale.

In his hand was a new vibrating rod, and several bamboos that had been smashed before were all smashed out, and sawdust and shards of bamboo were scattered all over the courtyard.

"Please advise."

The swordsman on the opposite side bowed deeply and took a cautious step back.

This malnourished young man is Tuyumen, the famous Tuyumen, the descendant of Abe Seimei.

Now that the extraordinary is frequent, the descendant of Tuyumen may have some magical spell in his hands.

Although I haven't heard of Abe Seimei's achievements in swordsmanship, who can stand it if he puts a spell on his head in battle.

"Same, same."

Tsuchimikado moved his footsteps, and the Suzhen stick in his hand tried to move forward.

He has a certain foundation in kendo, but he is a rookie compared to everyone present.

The swordsman on the opposite side was also cautiously probing, and after this, it was evenly matched, as if Tsuchimikado had really entered the professional level.

Everyone carefully observed Tuyumen Kazuma's footwork and knife-holding posture, trying to understand the Onmyoji's method from Tuyumen Kazuma.

"Bang!"

"Pong!"

"Ping!"

The two prime vibrating rods staggered in mid-air and immediately separated, and no one dared to go forward.

The harmonious sword fighting scene is completely different from the previous **** capture and kill, but there seems to be a more sinister trick hidden in it.

After playing like this for three minutes, the swordsman felt his stamina drop.

This can't be done. There are only a hundred people in the courtyard, and the elimination is very fast. If you consume too much physical strength in this game, even if you win, it will not be worth the loss.

Never mind, attack!

"what!"

The opponent swordsman shouted loudly and charged forward with a prime vibrator, his face twisted and ferocious, and two rows of white teeth could be seen in his wide open mouth.

It was as if he wanted to eat Tsuchimikado in one bite.

Thinking of the other person who had been beaten just now, Tsuchimikado was frightened to the core.

He sluggishly raised his Suzhen stick to parry. This was the most normal way to deal with parrying. It would be fine if someone of the same level did this, but Tsuchimikado was really bad.

The speed of raising the sword is too slow!

Three or four meters apart, the Suzhen stick in the opponent's hand was still faster than Tsuchimikado's sword.

Fraud!

Seeing Tsuchimikado's lame performance, the swordsman's mind flashed the idea of ​​being fooled.

The Su Zhenbang, who was about to attack from the opening, suddenly retracted, and the swordsman retreated cautiously.

No, let's talk again.

Tsuchimikado has been frightened and staggered a few steps, he has not realized what a thrilling scene just happened

But your own attack seems to have pushed the opponent back? Tsuchimikado looked at his hand holding the sword, his face full of disbelief.

"Could it be..."

Do I really have a talent for swordsmanship?

Kazuma closed his eyes and thought about his own swordsmanship, and the swordsman on the opposite side didn't attack.

'The descendant of the Tuyumen family closed his eyes, is he going to enlarge his tricks! ’

The swordsman swallowed.

After hypnotizing himself for a while, Tsuchimikado suddenly opened his eyes, the female horse, it turned out that I was a kendo genius.

"Eat my sword!"

Tsuchimikado shouted loudly without the spirit of kendo.

"Ping!"

The swordsman didn't have any fancy moves, and he blocked Tsuchimikado's own killer move with a straight face.

"One more sword!"

"Another sword!"

In the face of Tsuchimikado's pressing attack, the swordsman's expression became more and more strange, which seemed to be about the same level as his apprentices, and he was still the weakest kind of apprentice.

The other swordsmen also saw this problem, and they all nodded after looking at each other.

The swordsman finally decided not to try again. Even if he really had psychic spells, he would have to let him hand over the demon sword. Besides, if he really became the holder of the demon sword, he really didn't need to be afraid anymore. Onmyoji.

You have your spells, I have my kendo!

"drink!"

The speed of Su Zhenbang suddenly accelerated, to the point where Tsuchimikado couldn't catch it with the naked eye~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The last moment was still in the distance, and this moment has come to the front.

Combined with the special fighting footwork, Tsuchimikado was hit on the top of the head with a blow, and immediately fell to the ground.

Facing the fallen Tsuchimikado Kazuma, the swordsman did not imitate the previous few and pressed forward step by step until the enemy was about to die.

Even if the opponent is defeated, the ancestor behind this is not easy.

"It's alright."

"it's okay no problem."

Tsuchimikado stood up with the help of the rival swordsman.

This Tsuchimikado battle was the longest one in the audience...

Tsuchimikado returned to his original position in a dejected manner, and he looked at the eye boy who was sitting there awkwardly.

"The next one, Kamhara Flying, Murayama Tsubasa."