Inazuma swordsmith named Senko Muramasa

The avoided blade was already raised, and it was trembling visibly as it was raised, and the desire for victory was still burning in the young man's eyes.

He regained control in the driver's seat. The young man gritted his teeth and swung his last sword at Kujo Sara.

Kujo Sara's eyes flashed with lightning, and he gathered the strength of his other hand in the palm that was used to induce the injury, and stabbed out.

"Ahem——"

The young man forced himself to overdraw his body to swing the sword, but it failed to land completely. He was unable to exceed the limit of his body in the five sword strikes. His right hand reached its limit before the chop, and the blade slipped out of his hand.

After all, I still can’t win…

He sighed, unable to defend against Kujo Sara's stabbing hand.

The hand went straight through his chest, blood spurted out from his back, and splashed blood-red flowers.

"Be prepared to be judged."

She did not pierce the opponent's heart directly, but deflected the attack slightly at the end so that he would not die immediately.

In a duel before the emperor, the final decision-making power must be given to the general.

Kujo Sara pulled out his hand and took a few steps back, leaving the last time to the warrior who was about to face the glory.

……

"The winner has been decided. It was quite a duel with many twists and turns, don't you think? Mr. Hiiragi Shinsuke."

Ayato drank the tea in his hand and looked to the other side of the table, where was the last of the three magistrates.

The other person's eyes never moved away from the window, but were focused on the man's unfathomable smile in front of him:

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

The Shebushi, who was unwilling to implement the Eye Hunting Order, took the initiative to invite him to watch the "performance" set up by the Tianling Bugo, which made his fox-like suspicious heart alert.

Ayato slowly shook his head and casually continued the topic:

"You seem to have misunderstood me. I really only came here to invite you to witness this duel."

……

"One move is missing..."

He looked at his completely broken right hand, his heart remaining calm, for reasons he himself did not understand.

Fortunately, the injuries on my body have exceeded the threshold and no longer hurt.

The whole audience fell silent at this moment. Many people could not bear to watch any longer, and most people turned around and left.

No one asked them to do this, but the unified pace seemed to have been rehearsed many times, with only the children's laughter floating in the distance.

They congratulated the winners, sighed for the losers, and more importantly, showed awe for the general.

"let's go……"

"Oh, it's over, time to get back to work~"

"It's more exciting than expected, huh?"

"That kid, why did he have the audacity to challenge Tianling Fengxing?"

With their own thoughts, most of the onlookers had already left. They had no idea whether the Eye Hunting Order or the Closure Order would be enforced or not, and naturally did not understand the young man's persistence.

In a blink of an eye, apart from the prisoners, only a few scattered people remained in the place.

Wan Ye no longer cared whether his identity was suitable for staying here. He just stared straight in the direction of his friend.

Watch the scarlet liquid flow from his body, watch him pick up the weapon with his only remaining left hand.

"Fortunately, the wound left by the Tengu is not on the left side."

He sincerely thanked the other party for his kindness, at least he had the opportunity to face Him directly.

When he raised his head, he saw that the extraordinary and terrifying incarnation of thunder had stood up from the mat and was walking towards him step by step.

A purple light suddenly appeared in those cold eyes, and thunder overflowed from the corners of the eyes and flowed behind the steps.

General Lei Dian raised his right hand to his chest, and the vast valley in his chest was filled with purple fluorescence.

The Swordsmith from Another World: Chapter 59: The Unthinking Sword

The purple hilt emerged from the fluorescent light along with thunder, and the sky above the castle tower resonated with the gathering of endless thunderclouds.

Hold tight and draw the sword.

The silvery-white might of heaven smashed down from the sky towards the blade pointing high into the sky, sharpening the blade for the final time for the next punishment.

“Is this what that guy wants?”

Muramasa stared at the knife, with no intention of moving, letting his long robe flutter in the oncoming air waves.

Just by standing around, you can feel the restless elements in the air.

"..."

Kujo Sara, who was sitting in the back receiving treatment, closed her eyes. It was hard to tell whether she could not bear to watch any longer or was just recuperating with her eyes closed due to her injuries.

Kujo Takayuki's eyes were full of fanaticism, and she almost knelt down to thank the general for showing her power.

When the drums stopped beating, the remaining Tianling followers also retreated to a safe area.

"coming."

The chestnut-haired young man looked at the silent general and felt that this final ceremony was even more silent than he had imagined.

His heart was beating, the urge to survive was raging inside, but he had no time to calm down.

He watched as "Otake Narukami no Daigosho" walked towards him with a sword in hand, without taking his unimportant strength into consideration, and swung the blade in his hand down with the force of thunder like a machine.

clang--! !

The deafening sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the castle tower, even drowning out the reverberations of thunder rolling across the sky. Then a torrent of elements submerged everything under the sword.

Wuxiang's sword will cut off all thoughts. Even if he has just broken through his limit by using unorthodox methods, no one can survive under this sword.

"Heh...at least the Kujo family still has some dignity left."

When Kujo Takayuki saw the young man's figure being submerged in the rice light, his originally restless heart calmed down.

All that's left to do next is wait for the general to put away his sword and go up to clean up the scene.

One second...two seconds...

The rice light did not dissipate, and the Thunder God continued to output the ultimate of her martial arts.

what happened?

The expected scene of crushing and cutting in half did not happen, and the knife failed to cut completely.

The lightning blade light, a symbol of absolute authority, failed to destroy everything under the sword. The demon sword, which did not tremble or retreat, managed to hold up the power of heaven.

The bluestone slabs under the young man's feet were instantly turned into powder under the pressure of the majestic light. A huge circular shock wave spread out with him as the center, making the few remaining onlookers stagger back. Even Wan Ye had to cover his face with his sleeves to steady himself.

The aftermath of the shockwaves alone destroyed the square, but the maroon color in the center still shone brightly.

In Wan Ye's sight, his friend, who was almost enveloped by the surging lightning, did not retreat even a step.

The restless and violent energy raged around him, but the released energy was blocked by something and flowed into a sphere, completely enveloping his friend's figure.

Muramasa beside him took a step forward and blocked Manye behind him.

The blocked young man was about to say something when he felt the general's power further depleted. The remaining people almost lost their balance and fell into a heap. The elite soldiers including Kujo Sara were forced back to the corner of the wall.

So Wan Ye stopped looking at the scene in the distance and instead felt the sensation coming from the wind, and couldn't help but murmured:

"The general's rise in power has ceased."

"I can actually withstand this 'knife'..."

This is a feat that has never been accomplished since the establishment of the "Imperial Duel".

In response to this, Kujo Takayuki, who had already fallen to the ground, gnashed his teeth:

"You're clearly a dying man, why are you still so persistent?"

Even if he could take it, he would surely die.

But this unattainable sword is the foundation of Inazuma's country in the eyes of Kujo Takayuki.

This is a challenge to the general's authority!

A dying person?

Muramasa sensed the presence in the distance, looked at the remaining hope in the eyes of the young man behind him, and said nothing:

This guy is already dead.

The man under the demon sword had already had his pupils dilated. The moment the blades crossed, he died from the shock of the aftermath.

In the previous attack on Jiujo, the first sword failed to cut off Jiujo's weapon, and the fifth sword was forced to cut off Jiujo's arrow.

I don't know which strike went awry, but the result was a gap in Yaegaki's supposedly perfect defense—

And his dying body could not bear the aftermath of the "Wuxiang Sword" that penetrated into it during the confrontation.

The fragile balance could not last long, and the tiny gap was enlarged in an instant, swallowing up everything that was left of the light maroon young man into the rice light, and also swallowing up the only hope left in Wanye's eyes.

The incarnation of thunder turned around and walked step by step back to the castle tower that symbolized supreme authority. After executing the judgment, she had no reason to stay.

After a catastrophic blow, the Eye of God containing the triple Ba pattern fell to the ground with a loud bang, and the demon sword was also reduced to only the blade under the thunder.

Kyujo Takayuki, who was lying on the ground, wanted to get up immediately, but his body was too weak, so he could only shout:

"The usurper who sought to overthrow the Eye Hunting Order has been slain, and his divine eye will become the cornerstone of eternity!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly looked up, but only saw the white-haired figure catch the still shining Eye of God, then turned around and flew away.

"How dare someone take away the Eye of God?!"

The moment the power of the Thunder God subsided a little, Manye instinctively rushed forward, and Muramasa beside him did not stop him.

Kujo Takayuki looked around and saw that the general was already submerged in the castle tower's gate, and his back gave him a chance to "take responsibility".

Kujo Sara and his elite troops were severely injured and unable to recover, and the remaining troops had no hope of catching up with the white shadow.

"Everyone—Longbows ready!"

Kujo Takayuki roared loudly. This was his last chance to redeem himself from his negligence.

After the order was issued, all the soldiers who were still able to move raised their longbows in unison.

"Stop!"

A rare look of anger appeared on Kujo Sara's face, and his eyes swept over the people who fell to the ground, unable to escape.

"Fire arrows!"

The roaring urgent order overwhelmed Tengu's shouting.

The bowstrings sounded and arrows rained down!

"strengthen."

Muramasa's whisper was drowned out by the whistling sound of the arrows piercing the air. He raised his arm slightly, and the dark blue magic circuit suddenly lit up. The light was like living roots, extending along the texture of the fabric to the entire surface.

Then he swung his arm, and his long robe drew a semi-arc in the air like a steel wing. The strong wind he fanned out whistled like a curtain, blocking all the rain of arrows in the sky on the scorched earth after the battle.

"Hey, hey, this is dangerous, huh?"

After a brief flash, the long cape fell back onto Muramasa's shoulders like ordinary fabric, completely losing the ability to create the strong wind it had just created.

"However, it seems that even God doesn't support your reckless actions~"

"They actually sent down a gust of wind. How can you think about it? It's really unfair, isn't it?"

The Swordsmith of Another World: Chapter 60

There is no doubt that Muramasa did it on purpose.

Anyone could see him raising his arms, but seeing it doesn't mean you can convict him.

"Senko Muramasa! You are obstructing law enforcement—"

Kujo Takayuki finally got up from the ground. His voice was a little hoarse, obviously because he was too harsh on his throat.