Chapter 408: The Ruthless Sword of the Yagyu Family, Killing the God with One Sword

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse. In the Yagyu dojo, the patriarch of the Yagyu family, Yagyu Sogan, walked out of the house and looked at the stars, and suddenly let out a long sigh.

He was lamenting the decline of the Yagyu family. Although the Yagyu Shinin sect is now very famous among nobles and daimyo, it is just a tool for fighting among the powerful. The Yagyu family was also a member of the powerful family back then!

The ancestors of the Yagyu family once passed down a fiefdom in Tajima Kingdom, but when it was passed down to his generation, Yagyu Munen, because of the decline of the Yagyu family and some incidents, the fiefdom was taken away.

The fiefdom is the foundation of a powerful family. Without the fiefdom, the Yagyu family can no longer be regarded as a member of the powerful family. Even if he later joins the martial arts to make a name for himself and establishes the Yagyu Shinin Sect, it will only regain some prestige. It does not count the completion of the Yagyu family's revival.

When Yagyu Zongyan thought about the uncertain future of his family and the people from the Central Plains court who came to his door today, his mood became even heavier.

"Yagyu!"

A voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Yagyu Soyan suddenly became alert.

"who?"

He placed his palms on his waist. A qualified swordsman, his katana would never leave his body, except when... he was reproducing the next generation.

"follow me!"

The previous voice sounded again, and then a dark shadow passed in front of Yagyu Soyan's eyes. His eyes condensed, his feet moved, and he followed him.

The two people ran for more than ten miles in the starry night and came to a sparse bamboo forest. Under the moonlight, the bamboo forest was silent and deserted, except for two figures confronting each other.

"Yagyu Soen, you are going to die!"

The figure that was still hazy and difficult to distinguish under the moonlight said this.

Yagyu Sogan's expression did not change, he raised his thumb slightly, and with a soft clang sound, although the katana was still in the sheath, the innermost part was already shining with cold light, ready to shine at any time.

"Use whatever skills you have left now, and let me weigh your value."

The hazy black figure said this, and even turned his back, not bothering to watch his move, as if he didn't take Yagyu Soyan seriously at all.

"excuse me!"

Yagyu Soyan shouted softly, and in the next moment, several green bamboos in front of him exploded without warning. The broken bamboo pieces were like sharp blades, flying out one after another, flying out piece by piece, rubbing with the air, making a sharp and ear-piercing sound. Shooting straight towards the black shadow.

Although this skill is only a test, it is also fierce and domineering. The whistling bamboo blade does not release the terrifying murderous intention until it is close to the body.

"not bad!"

The black shadow seemed to just wave his hand, and the bamboo blades that were shooting all over the sky rolled back and shot towards Yagyu Sogan at an incredible speed.

"Qiang!"

Yagyu Munegan's katana was finally unsheathed. The layers of sword light were like ice and snow exposed to the scorching sun. They were gorgeous and beautiful, but also carried endless murderous intent. In an instant, all the storms of bamboo blades that rolled back were wiped out. Destroy.

Yagyu Sogan's figure disappeared in an instant, and solidified again in front of the black shadow. He raised his katana with both hands and struck it down hard.

"call out!"

Yagyu Soyan slashed the air, leaving a gully sword mark where the black shadow was, but his figure did not know when he arrived behind Yagyu Soyan.

Yagyu Soyan turned his head and squinted, only to see that all the brilliance in that direction seemed to have disappeared. The watery moonlight was distorted in this direction, and all the brilliance seemed to be swallowed up by this black shadow. The whole person was like a king of the dark night. Her eyes looked down at him without any wavering.

"Don't you use weapons?"

Yagyu Soen's blade was facing backwards, and he did not turn around immediately. While preparing to attack, he was also tentatively questioning the black shadow.

"I'm not very good at using weapons!"

The black shadow said this, just pointing a finger behind Yagyu Muneyan, his energy was aroused, sharp as a blade, and cut the air with a hiss.

"clang!"

Yagyu Sogan's sword stopped in front of that point of energy at an incredible angle. The light of the sword rolled around, chills surged, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless.

The sharp and cold sword energy overflowed, and his figure drifted left and right. There was no trace at all, and it could not be captured with the naked eye. However, every time he tried to make progress, he could not hit the black shadow, but it was a black shadow point. With such force, he almost hit his vital point several times.

"clang!"

The black shadow pointed out another finger, it was clearly a masculine and domineering finger force, but when it touched his body, Yagyu Zongyan felt as if he was being stabbed by thorns, which made his skin tingle and hurt, and his whole body felt as if he was being frozen by an icy cold. Che, the true energy in his body burst out violently, and he chopped it into pieces with a knife.

"puff!"

Yagyu Muneyan fell to the ground, and a stream of faint black blood spurted out from his mouth.

"Your injuries are serious, who left them?"

Black Shadow asked curiously.

"I was seriously injured by some old guys from Iga-ryu, and they died. But they also succeeded in leaving hidden wounds on me. I was indeed about to die. If I didn't fight this, I might be able to live longer. But I'm waiting for the samurai , dying in battle is an honor.”

Yagyu Muneyan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, slowly pressed his palm down to sheath the katana, and held the handle again. In an instant, a heavy energy filled the whole place, but the murderous aura was hidden, like a bad omen before the storm.

"You have good consciousness and good sense. I can give you a chance."

The black shadow said this, and suddenly slapped out another palm, and the surrounding air seemed to be drained away in an instant, and the void seemed to collapse. The light of the stars and the moon gathered and condensed into frost. The cold aura made the visible ice crystals between heaven and earth condense into snow, falling down.

"clang!"

The snow was flying all over the sky, and Yagyu Munenori had no time to sigh at the horror of this man. In the blink of an eye, he could not think too much, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword moved suddenly.

Draw the sword! Swing the sword! Slash!

It took less than a moment for Yagyu Munenori's samurai sword to be drawn and slashed. The slash was as fast as thunder, and the energy was integrated. All the sword forces gathered and returned to one, without any leakage, and it was done in one go.

There seemed to be a thunder explosion in the space, and a line of sharpness tore through the void, blooming beautiful silver flowers.

Without any suspense, Yagyu Munen's samurai sword opened up the snow, and the blade was unstoppable, wanting to take the head of the black shadow in front of him.

Yagyu Munen's eyes were emotionless, as cold as ice that had not melted for thousands of years. He seemed to have injected all his emotions into the blade, cutting off all the seven emotions and six desires, love and hate in the world.

The ruthless sword of the Yagyu family.

Wherever the blade goes, everything is cut!

With a "swish", it was like cutting open a silk scroll, and the samurai sword was crushing.

Yagyu Munen's cold face was slightly condensed, as if with a little surprise. He was sure that he had cut something with the knife just now, but no matter the feel or the feedback of the blade, he felt a little inexplicably weird.

"Your swordsmanship is good, do you have any more killer moves!"

The previous voice appeared again, and the figure that he should have killed did not fall down, nor did any blood or flesh splash, but instead emitted an illusory mist, which gradually solidified into a figure.

This strange scene made Yagyu Munen tighten his grip on the sword.

"Kill the God with one sword!"

Yagyu Munen got ready, ready to use his real killer move.