Chapter 556 Are Those Guys in Kyoto Now? (For Baiyinmeng Jiangnannan, Plus More 1)

All this happened so fast, Matsuo, Takahashi and others were still standing on tiptoe to admire Yamada's exquisite sword skills.

Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly turned sharply without warning, without even a transition in the middle, and Yamada, a well-known samurai in the Banbai sect, was directly cut off his left hand.

The blood spurted from the cut splattered on Zhang Heng's unwashed feather fabric, making his already unusually tall figure look even more terrifying.

Matsuo and Takahashi were so startled that they took two steps back, and stopped until their backs touched the wooden railing, but the two pairs of small eyes couldn't help but look around, obviously ready to run away Prepare.

On the other side, Takeuchi's pupils also shrank suddenly.

Even Yamada, who lost his left hand, probably didn't understand what happened in the previous moment. It can be seen from the astonished expression on his face that he couldn't figure out why he lost so simply when he had already gained the upper hand.

Only Takeuchi, who was a bystander and a master of swordsmanship, managed to keep up with Zhang Heng's last strike.

It is precisely because of this that he can more deeply understand the power of this knife.

Zhang Heng grasped the slight setback between Yamada's first change of move and the second change of move, and he slammed into the opponent's chest. At the same time, he quickly shook his wrist, allowing the tip of the knife to draw an arc, avoiding Yamada. The Taidao in his hand, and because Yamada was swinging the sword at that time, from Takeuchi's perspective, it seemed that Yamada deliberately put his wrist on the opponent's blade.

Takeuchi gasped, such a fast knife, such a terrible calculation, why everyone I met today seems to be more insidious than himself.

It wasn't until the amputated hand fell to the ground that Yamada realized something. The severe pain from his left wrist made his forehead covered with sweat, but the pride of being a samurai prevented him from crying bitterly. On the ground, his chest was heaving violently, and his face was pale.

At this moment, Xiaoshan Dojo became unprecedentedly quiet, even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

Xiao Shanqian opened her mouth wide and stood there blankly, feeling that her head was not enough.

Obviously not long ago she was still worried about the ronin, but the next moment Zhang Heng had already defeated the powerful enemy in front of her. As the person who had fought against Yamada twice, Akane Xiaoshan probably had the most to say about Yamada's true strength A person with power, although this warrior of the Changzhou Domain may not be as good as her father, but the difference is not too far.

This kind of skill can be called a master in any force, so it is not wrong for her to lose the previous battle.

However, even such a master couldn't survive three moves in the hands of this rogue.

Xiao Shanqian almost missed the sharp turn.

The guy in front of her who she once despised mercilessly and thought he was bragging, is... is he really a peerless master?

After three strokes, Zhang Heng no longer looked at Yamada, and put his sword back into its sheath.

Then she said to Xiao Shanqian with a dull face, "I'm sorry."

"Huh? What, sorry for what?" Xiao Shanqian asked stupidly.

"Sorry for dirtying the floor of your dojo." Zhang Heng pointed to the blood stains on the ground. Become an earthworm and burrow into the ground.

And the other Changzhou Fan warrior who stood with Takeuchi, although not so miserable, but his expression was also horrified.

Zhang Heng's gaze finally settled on Takeuchi. He could tell that the guy in front of him was probably the leader of the group. The latter seemed to have encountered some problem at the moment, and was standing there with his arms folded, thinking hard.

Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows and asked, "What do you say? Do you want to fight again?"

"I found that... I don't seem to be your opponent." Takeuchi looked very distressed, "But that idiot has been yelling and insulting the Changzhou samurai before, and it doesn't seem too bad if he really wants to just walk away. good."

Hearing what he said, Matsuo and Takahashi couldn't help feeling colder. The belief that still supports them standing here is that Takeuchi is better than Yamada. Although Takeuchi is not as terrifying as Zhang Heng, but after all, he has easily defeated Yamada before. Probably , maybe, maybe there's still a war?

However, now Takeuchi admits that he is not as good as Zhang Heng, which also breaks the only illusion left in their hearts.

"Oh, do you have any masters in the Changzhou Fan?" Zhang Heng asked.

"Of course, although Yamada is well-known, he is not as good as me in terms of strength," Takeuchi said, pointing his fingers, "Although I am not bad, there are many people who are worse than me."

"Are those guys in Kyoto now?" Zhang Heng seemed interested when he heard this.

"Well...although most of the people are still staying in the Changzhou Domain, but in this troubled time, all the heroes of the world are gathered in the capital, and the man is alive, so he should have made a great achievement. Indeed, there are many people who are in the capital or coming to the capital On the way." Takeuchi nodded.

"That's right, you go back and tell those guys that if you want to avenge this guy, come to Xiaoshan Dojo to find me, and I will wait for them here." Zhang Heng said.

"Happy!" Takeuchi slapped his thigh and said, "I'm not mistaken, Your Excellency is indeed a real hero! If that's the case, we'll meet again some other day."

After he finished speaking, he gave Matsuo and Takahashi a look, and asked them to leave with the injured Yamada.

After leaving the dojo, Takeuchi asked Matsuo and Takahashi to send Yamada to the clinic for medical treatment, while he and another person hurried to find the person in charge of the Changzhou Domain in Kyoto.

When Yamada and his group came in high spirits, when they left they were disheartened.

After the group of people left the Xiaoshan Dojo, Xiaoshanqian finally realized that something was wrong, and said, "Hey, why did you guys report the name of my dojo just now? Do you think my place is not declining fast enough?"

Zhang Heng spread his hands, "There is no way, I will live here whoever tells me, and you don't have to worry, since I have taken care of this matter, of course I will take care of it to the end, no matter who the guy who comes later, I will follow, and you There is no need to be so pessimistic, your dojo has already fallen to this point, and it is impossible to be more depressed, and maybe you can become famous in Kyoto because of it."

It doesn't matter to Zhang Heng himself, anyway, he is here to challenge the world's masters and find the whereabouts of famous knives, so it is just a matter of convenience to hang a sign of Xiaoshan Dojo.

"...But you are not from the Xiaoshan Dojo at all." Xiaoshanqian looked helpless, "One yard counts for one yard, I am very grateful that you saved me this time, and I will find a way to repay you, um, Why don't I waive your rent for now... But although Xiaoshan Mingxinliu is only a small sect, it is not very popular in Kyoto, but I will not use the hands of outsiders to boost the reputation of the dojo, maybe outsiders The eyes are silly, but this is my insistence. I will not pursue the matter of you pretending to be a disciple of the dojo before, and your own school is so powerful, your master must be a big shot, he will just watch you hang other The name of the genre?"

"Her? There shouldn't be any objections." Zhang Heng thought about it carefully. His sword skills were originally trained in actual combat in Hei Fan's dungeon. If you really want to say that Annie is a master or something, she can barely count as half of it. After all, Zhang Heng In the early stage, I studied with Annie for a period of time, and after that, the two often practiced against each other. However, the red-haired female pirate didn't care about the difference of family at all. In her eyes, the sword technique that can cut people is a good sword technique.

"If you really care about this kind of thing so much, then I might as well join your school." Zhang Heng proposed a solution.

"Eh?"

Embark on a debt repayment journey, and ask for a wave of monthly tickets by the way... It feels like the debt is getting more and more repaid. (o﹃o?)