Chapter 173 - Goodbye After Ten Years

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Jiguo camp.

The sky at night was silent, like a clean and clear black mirror, with a full moon burning in the center.

The moon seems to be extra round and big today, and even the naked eye can vaguely see the craters on the moon.

The bright moonlight slowly fell.

"Humans are still humans after all." A faint voice sounded from the side of the camp, and the evil ghost licked the blood on its extended claws.

"You are so weak." He said in a contemptuous tone, and the wisteria flower toxin on his body had been completely decomposed.

Under the evil spirit, three ashigaru were already lying down.

Ashigaru's abdomen was opened by the evil demon with its sharp claws. The scarlet scene and the fishy smell made people feel dizzy.

Dark red blood spread.

The ninja was also seriously injured, with blood pouring from his chest. He was knocked away into the bushes nearby, and his life or death was uncertain.

His trembling fingers held the kunai stained with wisteria poison, but he couldn't lift it up.

The ninja's eyes flickered slightly, and his mouth moved slowly.

Click!

He chewed something in his mouth.

Obviously, in the previous round of battle, Jiguo Barracks suffered a big loss.

"...It's a monster..."

The warriors clenched the hilts of their swords, gritted their teeth, and pointed the sharp blades at the evil spirits.

In just a moment, the guy in front of him ignored all the samurai in the front row and kidnapped the three ashigaru standing in the back row.

Before the samurai could react, the three ashigaru were already dead.

what is this?

"...This is just teasing us..." A warrior's voice was trembling, but the sword in his hand was held very steadily.

"It's so scary..." An ashigaru holding an iron cannon felt that the arm he had been raising was a little sore and was trembling slightly at the moment.

"Are you scared?" Another warrior glanced at his companion. His eyes were full of determination and belief: "If you are scared, go home quickly. We don't need guys like you on the battlefield."

"No!" The warrior whose voice was trembling just now retorted immediately: "I have been prepared to die!"

There are only three people in Jiguo Qibenqiang in the barracks at the moment. After all, general-level figures cannot just stay in a small barracks to fight.

They held spears and surrounded the evil spirits.

Not far away, there were also many iron cannon ashigaru aiming their matchlock guns at the evil spirit's head and heart.

Jiguo Yansheng woke up early.

He stood in the middle of the back row, his hand holding the handle of the knife tightly was already sweating, and the shark skin on the handle was soaked.

Looking at the evil ghosts surrounded, Jiguo Yansheng frowned.

——Too careless.

I thought that providing him with only two fingers of food would not be enough to free him from the shackles.

It was because I was too carried away by joy that I didn't think carefully about this place for a while.

As a result, it is now difficult to get off the tiger.

And what was originally a desperate plan... now actually got out of control here.

"Master Patriarch, what should we do?" The warrior on the side looked at Jiguo Yansheng worriedly, his voice was trembling at the moment.

"Do you want to evacuate?" His eyes trembled slightly.

Like a side effect of a surge of adrenaline, the blade in his hand couldn't stop trembling.

"No."

You can't escape if you evacuate.

That kind of guy will only get braver as he fights.

Jiguo Yansheng shook his head slightly and took a deep breath. He looked at his subordinates who were all looking at him with hopeful eyes, and slowly lowered his eyes.

He is the leader of the clan and also the leader of the army.

Now, he must lead the people in the right direction. This is his responsibility and obligation.

As the leader, he is the last spiritual support for everyone, and he must not show bad emotions.

Just as Jiguo Yansheng was thinking for a few breaths, the evil ghost tore apart several warriors like flickering ghosts.

Pfft—pah! !

"Hahahahahaha!!"

Blood and pieces of flesh spattered along with Senbai's bones. The evil ghost laughed wildly, and his palms extended into sharp claws, which could easily tear the samurai into pieces.

"Lord Patriarch!"

"Master Patriarch, we..."

"How can I do…"

A samurai saw Jiguo Iwakatsu frowning, and he naturally understood the degree of danger at this moment.

"Damn it! Protect the patriarch!" He gritted his teeth and raised the knife in his hand high.

"I'm on it! For the glory of the country!!"

hateful.

The strength of the evil spirit far exceeded Jiguo Iwakatsu's imagination. Only now did he realize that when he first met the evil spirit, he was probably many times weaker than he is now.

Everything seems to be a reminder of his carelessness and overconfidence.

Jiguo Yansheng tightly grasped the handle of the knife, his heart was slightly shaken.

There was no trace of fear in his heart at this moment, only intense humiliation and unwillingness.

After more than ten years of stable life, he seems to have become less eager to compete for fame and fortune than before, but his ambition still exists.

In his mind, the figures of his wife and children emerged, and the leisurely life of the past kept replaying.

Now that there is a problem with the backup plan that he arranged, and the problem is even so big that he is about to face death, everyone will feel a sense of humiliation.

what to do.

Retreat?

Give in?

For a moment, Jiguo Yansheng was in a daze.

Why does retreat mean surrender...?

lose? I lost to...

"!"

Jiguo Yansheng's pupils shrank, he still raised his head in a daze, and several of the warriors around him had already rushed forward.

"Enter the former bodyguard of the country!"

Poof!

"Whoa...what..."

The evil ghost standing on the hill made of blood and corpses turned his face sideways and grinned at Tsukuni Iwakatsu with a ferocious grin.

"Everything is because of you."

The evil ghost deliberately slowed down his mouth and spoke silently to Jiguo Iwakatsu from a distance of dozens of meters.

Jiguo Yansheng's pupils shrank sharply. He looked at the evil ghost's silent mouth movements, and his heart suddenly felt like a burning fire.

In my ears, there were still screams and calls for help.

"You can't beat him! That guy is not a human at all!"

"Run! Run!"

"Damn it! Why is there such a thing in the barracks!"

The ashigaru standing in the front row were frightened to death. They scrambled to throw down their weapons and tried to squeeze away the samurai behind them and escape.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Jiguo Yansheng's eyes trembled slightly, and a drop of sweat dropped from his forehead.

What are you... hesitating about?

retreat!

He instantly discarded all the things in his mind. The excessive thinking made Jiguo Yansheng become a little abnormal. At this moment, he finally woke up.

Hesitating is not what a clan leader should look like.

Jiguo Yansheng pulled out the sword from his waist, and he immediately shouted to everyone.

"All scattered..."

But the words were just half shouted.

Uh-huh!

The evil ghost's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and then a shadow instantly enveloped Jiguo Iwakatsu.

"Lord Patriarch! Lord Patriarch, be careful!"

"Danger!"

The warriors were suddenly shocked. They turned around and loudly reminded Jiguo Iwakatsu.

The evil ghost...appeared in front of Tsukuni Iwakatsu.

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In a distance that no one knows about.

Whoosh! !

A dark red figure that had faded from the firelight rushed in at a high speed, with a huge swing between its legs, flickering like a phantom.

The wind seemed to have turned into substance, twisting the light around the figure.

The afterimage kept flickering.

The sun earrings kept dangling.

Left here in an instant.

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Jiguo military camp.

Snap.

The evil spirit crushed a warrior's back, and the bones of his spine suddenly broke through the flesh and were exposed.

"Huh? What are you talking about?" The evil ghost squatted on the back of the samurai in front of Iwakatsu Tsukuni, and he stabbed his hand into the samurai's spine.

Poof!

Warm blood splashed on Jiguo Iwakatsu's face.

"Do you want to evacuate?" The evil ghost and Jiguo Yansheng were face to face, and the spicy fishy smell kept pouring from the nose, which was extremely choking.

"Does that arrogant adult actually want to run away?"

"Don't you feel ashamed?"

Jiguo Yansheng stared coldly at the approaching evil ghost and said nothing.

At this time.

Poof!

A sharp blade suddenly protruded from the evil ghost's chest! Black blood dripped down the blade.

The evil ghost subconsciously puffed up his chest and turned his head to look back with his scarlet eyes.

It's a ninja.

The ninja was now covered in wounds, like a bloody man, and the whites of his eyes had turned red.

"Stay away from... Iwakatsu-sama...!!" The ninja's bloodshot eyes widened, he gritted his teeth and suddenly raised the sword in his hand!

Unprecedented strength surged out of his arm, and he actually used the knife to lift the evil ghost into the air!

When Jiguo Yansheng saw the appearance of the ninja, he was slightly startled and his pupils suddenly shrank.

He didn't ask ninjas to protect his wife at home...

Just when he thought of this, the ninja suddenly took advantage of the evil spirit's time to slip into the air and gave Tsukuni Iwakatsu a note and a small purple bottle.

The following words were written on the note:

"Ghost, regeneration, weak wisteria flower poison."

Jiguo Iwakatsu just wanted to raise his head.

At this moment, the ninja could no longer listen to anything, and his brain had lost the ability to think.

The ninja took drugs.

But it's no use.

The evil ghost in the air was stunned for a moment, then clicked his tongue impatiently.

Snap.

Land.

Then he swung it towards the ninja!

Pong!

The sword in the ninja's hand suddenly broke into two parts.

The person also flew upside down like a kite with its string broken.

When the evil spirit attacked the ninja, it also left an opening for Iwakatsu Tsukuni!

Jiguo Yansheng looked at the evil spirit with his back turned to him. He held the sword and tightened his arms.

He poured the wisteria flower poison from the purple bottle that the ninja handed him onto the blade.

Then he stepped forward! He suddenly slashed towards the evil ghost's neck!

Uh-huh!

The purple sword light reflected extremely quickly.

[Jiguo Swordsmanship·Dengli]

next moment.

when!

The sound of metal colliding came.

Jiguo Yansheng slowly opened his eyes, his tiger's mouth was numb from the huge force, and his arms were a little weak for a while.

With only two fingers, the evil spirit clamped the advancing blade of Iwakatsu Tsukuni.

"Hehe..." The evil spirit smiled at Tsukuni Iwakatsu.

Then, in the reflection of the latter's slightly narrowed pupils.

when!

I broke his katana with my fingers!

The fragments of the blade flew away, and the reflected blade reflected Tsukuni Iwakatsu's expression of disbelief.

boom!

The evil ghost kicked out hard! He kicked Jiguo Iwakatsu hard in the abdomen!

"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out.

He was kicked off and hit hard under a tree not far away.

boom!

The abdomen and back were instantly subjected to gravity, causing ribs to be broken and the spine to be damaged.

His consciousness blurred for a moment.

The brain and eyeballs were congested, and Jiguo Yansheng's whole body became drowsy.

Tinnitus, dizziness, severe discomfort caused by displacement of internal organs.

A faint shout came from my ears.

"Lord Patriarch!"

"Damn it! I'll fight you!"

"Jiguo's Seventh Gun! Go!"

After a loud noise and some kind of warm and viscous liquid splashing on his face, Tsukuni Iwakatsu finally slowly regained his vision.

He lowered his head and his eyes suddenly widened.

The abdomen was bleeding.

Dying?

Jiguo Yansheng slowly raised his head and looked at the bright moon.

Around the barracks, only three of Jiguo's seven guns remained standing in the camp.

However, they were also seriously injured and might fall down soon at night.

"Haha! Hahahaha! That's the expression!" The evil spirit looked at the tired look of Iwakatsu Tsukuni and couldn't help but laugh even more crazily.

"What's wrong? Why do you look like this now?"

What a failed life...

Jiguo Yansheng covered his wound, and his vision gradually became clearer.

Sure enough, I am still not reconciled...

Feel sorry.

He sat up with difficulty leaning on the tree trunk, looked up at the moonlit sky, and breathed heavily.

At this time.

From Jiguo Yansheng's dazed perspective, his eyes slowly widened, and he seemed to see...

——A certain figure jumped up under the distant moon.

Whoosh——

The evil ghost is still chanting at this moment: "Jigoku Iwakatsu... you too have today. In the end, you are only human after all."

The evil spirit didn't notice at all that Jiguo Yansheng was looking at Haoyue behind him with all his concentration.

The full moon seemed to be extremely huge at this moment, and the figure stood against the light under the moon, holding a knife in his hand.

The red blade reflected the moonlight, which made Jiguo Yansheng's eyes dazzle, making him a little confused.

The dark red feathers were blowing in the cold high-altitude wind. The figure's face was expressionless, but his eyes were fixed on the evil ghost on the ground.

As the figure got closer and closer, Jiguo Yansheng's eyes slowly filled with shock.

That is…

No time to think.

The figure jumped down from the moon in an instant.

Like a god falling into the mortal world, he lowered his eyes and lowered his body, swinging the blade in his hand simply and powerfully.

Swish—! !

In the blink of an eye, the light of two swords flashed from the body of the surprised evil ghost.

Pfft——!

The blood surged up like a punctured water balloon, and the evil ghost's head and arms instantly separated from the body!

"What?!" The evil ghost's eyes were full of surprise and shock. He didn't even notice anyone approaching him.

Snap.

The next moment, Ji Guoyuan, who was wearing a dark red haori, landed on the ground and squatted on one knee.

He flicked the knife, and the hot He Dao instantly evaporated the blood on it.

Click, slowly retract the sheath.

The whole set of movements was extremely smooth and silky, and Ji Guoyuan took away the evil spirit's life before he even landed.

As if he had rehearsed it countless times in advance, he acted so relaxedly and freely.

Like a god.

Jiguo Yansheng leaned under the tree. He looked at the extremely familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar face in front of him, and everything that had been hidden deep in his heart was rising endlessly at this moment.

"vomit--!"

Under the incomprehensible look in Jiguo Enichi's eyes, Jiguo Iwakatsu retched several times in a row.