Chapter 478 Qing ascends the barrier, and no one can stop him! 【5200】

Qingden is like the incarnation of Yaksha, wielding the blade accurately and ruthlessly.

He took a step forward, switched the knife in his palm to his left hand, and slashed at the enemy on the left. The blade spurted out a waterfall of blood - it was indeed a new knife that had just been pulled out, its sharpness was impeccable.

The enemy standing on Qingdeng's right saw Qingdeng moving and hurriedly stepped forward in an attempt to sneak attack Qingdeng.

However, as soon as he took half a step, Qingdeng turned around and faced him face to face.

Phew! Phew!

"Uh...wow...!"

"Hmph...humhhhhhh...!"

Two cutting sounds and two moans sounded in no particular order.

Qingdeng not only killed the person who wanted to sneak attack him, but also killed the person next to him. Their bodies fell down at the same time, and their bodies happened to be stacked on top of each other.

"Whoaaaahhhh!"

A new enemy pounced from directly in front of Qingdeng.

Qingdeng twisted his right wrist, made a sword, shook off the blood on the sword, and attacked head on.

In the corridor, under the moonlight, two figures approaching each other quickly merged into one.

At the moment when the sleeves of the clothes met, Qingdeng's head was almost touching the opponent's armpit, and he passed under his right armpit no more, no less, and the knife blade was close to the opponent's flank, slashing from Xiyuan.

Pull it all the way, and let the blade of the knife completely cut across the opponent's abdomen from the tang to the tip. - cut the opponent in half.

This person's head drooped weakly. He was obviously unconscious, but he took two or three steps forward like a zombie...

Da da da da da da da!

Qingdeng heard rapid footsteps coming from far and near behind him.

He didn't even look back, holding the knife behind his back, wiping the knife on the ground and stabbing it backwards.

Along with a muffled sound like a water bag bursting and a hoarse scream, Qingden felt someone falling on his back.

Qingdeng did not pull the knife back.

He arched his back, used his back as a fulcrum, and used an action like swinging a fishing rod to swing the enemy who was lying on his back and skewered on his knife from back to front and over his head.

Under the action of inertia, the enemy's body slipped out of the sword, flew over Qingdeng's head, turned a beautiful somersault in the air, and slammed into the enemy group in front of Qingdeng, knocking down many people.

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At this time, out of the corner of his eye, Qingden suddenly caught sight of another black figure appearing within his attack range.

Because of the "fishing rod swing" just now, Qingdeng's knife was in a lower position, and the blade almost hit the floor.

He didn't bother to adjust the direction of the blade - who said that only the blade can cut people?

Qingdeng just raised the blade, and the broad and hard back of the blade hit the black figure directly, hitting his chin, and the feeling of bone shattering was transmitted to his palm.

Immediately afterwards, an incredible scene occurred.

The huge power blessed by talents such as "Dragon of Reversal", "Nine Bulls and Two Tigers", "Tiger Arm +1", etc. can directly make this person take off on the spot - taking off on the spot in the physical sense.

He rushed up like a rocket, and there was only a "bang" sound. His head plunged into the ceiling, while the body parts below the neck remained under the ceiling. When the wind blew, they swayed lightly, like a

A plump fruit that will fall to the ground at any time.

While he was busy, Qingdeng suddenly noticed that the light on his left hand side had dimmed.

"Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

A strong man held a knife high. The moonlight shone from behind him, casting a huge shadow on Qingdeng.

I don't know if the opponent did it intentionally or if it was just luck. This strong man chose the timing of his attack very well.

The posture Qingteng carved and the direction of the blade made it really difficult to deal with an attack from the left.

But...it's a coincidence.

Right on the floor next to Qingdeng's left foot was the knife he had just placed there.

In an instant, Qingdeng stretched out his left hand, pulled out the knife on the floor at lightning speed, and swung the blade upward at an angle.

The sword light that came first rose into the sky.

Also rising into the sky were two severed arms and half a head.

Qingdeng once again opened his bow from left to right, with a rainbow-like momentum, and swung his sword into his body.

He lowered his body and dived forward. In just the blink of an eye, he fell over and knocked down five people.

When he straightened his waist, he lowered the blade of the knife, pointing the tip of the knife to the floor, then tilted his body, swung the knife upward, and passed someone, leaving behind a blade of light and a handful of weapons that shot out like a fountain.

of blood flow.

In the blink of an eye, Qingdeng slipped in front of someone as if sliding across the ground, his heels raising blood foam on the ground.

This person felt as if there was a huge monster in front of him, approaching overwhelmingly!

Before he could react, a silvery white light penetrated his sight and swept past...

For a moment, swords and sword shadows danced around him, and two silver lights flickered in the corridor.

The fighting between the two sides almost never stopped.

Qingdeng's tactics are like Sun Wu's famous saying: "A good defender hides under the Nine Earths, and a good attacker moves above the Nine Heavens, so he can protect himself and achieve complete victory."

Hidden under the Nine Earths - the ever-changing sword shadows form an airtight barrier. No one can get close and harm Qingdeng.

Moving above the nine heavens - the blade flashed, and immediately someone fell to the ground, killing with one swing!

The scattered blood sometimes fell to the ground, sometimes splashed on the ceiling, and sometimes splashed on the walls.

The original colors of the walls, floors and ceilings are no longer visible.

Everywhere are the dead who died in fighting, everywhere are the seriously injured groaning in pain, and everywhere are the defeated who have lost their fighting spirit because they cannot bear this hellish situation.

Qingden, whose eyes were as sharp as an eagle and as cold as ice, fought tirelessly, swinging his sword back and forth and slashing.

The knife falls from the hand, the knife falls from the hand, the knife falls from the hand, the knife falls from the hand, the knife falls from the hand...

Qingdeng was not just hacking randomly.

In fact, he has been selectively selecting and modifying his offensive line.

For example, after noticing that the knife in his right hand was blunt, he began to approach the west side - where the knife he had just inserted into the wall was.

Qingdeng immediately threw away the blunt knife in his right hand without hesitation, then seamlessly pulled out the new knife on the wall and continued to kill the enemy.

In a moment, Qingden came to the Yakuza who was assassinated by the blade he just threw.

Being stabbed through the heart... there was no chance of survival.

He bent his knees with blind eyes, his neck felt weak, and his head hung weakly on his chest, as if he was staring at his own chest with a knife inserted into it.

Qingden threw away the chipped knife in his left hand, which was no different from a saw. Then he stretched out his left palm and pulled the knife back from the opponent's chest.

"...What's wrong? Come here quickly."

He turned his head and looked at the Yakuza beside him who could still fight and still stand well - there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood between them.

When the Yakuza heard this, they all expressed various emotions such as anger, hatred, and fear.

You look at me, I look at you, looking at each other.

No one spoke, no one moved anymore...

"This corridor is good" - this is Qingdeng's evaluation of the corridor under his feet just now.

Qingdeng didn't understand architecture at all, so his "good" was certainly not a compliment to the decoration style of this corridor. The structure and layout were very good.

What he actually meant was that the height and width of this corridor were really just perfect, and it was the standard terrain of "one man can pass the barrier, ten thousand men cannot open it"!

As long as the ceiling, walls, and floor are filled with swords, he can control the entire corridor! Even if a hundred thousand troops come here, they will never pass through this place!

"If you don't attack me... I will attack you!"

After that, Qingdeng stepped on the pool of blood on the ground and strode forward towards the enemy group.

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Edo, somewhere——

Boss Kiryu stood on the roof of a very inconspicuous izakaya, holding the sword with a black and purple sheath on his waist, looking at Qingshui Residence in the distance, his eyes flashing thoughtfully under the lenses.

"...Makimura, how is the gathering of troops going?"

Boss Kiryu asked behind him, Makimura Yahachi, who was walking towards him without looking back.

"We managed to summon 34 people."

Makimura Yahachi replied angrily.

"15 of them have acceptable skills, while the other 19 have mediocre abilities."
To be continued...