But for Takasugi Shinsaku, the pain is not only not scary, but also helps him!

Don't forget, Aoto's talent "Berserker" was copied from Takasugi Shinsaku!

[Note to Berserker: The tolerance to pain and blood loss is greatly improved. The more pain you feel, the more you can unleash the power hidden in your body. However, when the damage suffered exceeds the physiological limit of the body, this effect is invalid. 】

The constant pain coming from his chest and the drops of blood flowing down the wound did not make Takasugi Shinsaku timid, but instead aroused his bloodiness.

He gave a short cry and thrust the knife forward.

Qingden twisted slightly to avoid his attack.

He rushed forward, turned around, and approached Qingdeng again, and immediately launched a fierce attack.

Pasha, pasha, pasha... handful after handful of snow was kicked and trampled by the two men, causing it to fly everywhere, and clouds of snow mist rose upwards.

In the snow and fog that was rising violently, the two of them ran quickly, passing each other repeatedly, waving the knife in their hands, and shouting briefly.

The cold light flashes, and the gold and iron clang.

Compared to just now, Takasugi Shinsaku's slashes are a little faster and his movements are much more agile.

With a good knife in hand, the battle situation is indeed very different.

The knife in Qingdeng's hand was no longer as quick as it was yesterday.

But...instead, both of their knives were wearing out rapidly!

Whether it's the Sadukigami in Aoto's palm or Muramasa in Takasugi Shinsaku's palm, they are changing into a saw-like shape at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There are large and small gaps all over the blade... Every time the two knives collide, elven-like dazzling sparks and tiny blade fragments will burst out.

After an unknown number of rounds of fighting, Takasugi Shinsaku suddenly felt his weight sink to his waist, and then he jumped up like a ball! He slashed Aomori's face with his sword.

Qingdeng raised the Dingguishen in his hand without hesitation and took the blow forcefully.

There was a clang, and the two steel knives made a loud noise in mid-air.

Suddenly, the two of them cooperated tacitly again.

As if being bounced away, both parties retreated in unison, their four feet dragging four long marks on the snow.

Qingdeng: "Huh...huh...huh...huh...huh..."

Takasugi Shinsaku "Whoosh...! Whoosh...! Whoosh...!"

Boiling heat spurted out from their bodies, and against the windy and snowy sky, translucent steam was faintly visible.

The snowflakes that fell on their heads and shoulders melted into snow water in the blink of an eye, mixing with sweat and flowing down.

If the duel is allowed to continue, both sides can fight for many more rounds.

It's just that... their bodies can still hold on, but the knives in their hands can't!

Both Dingguishen and Muramasa are now in a state of "on the verge of being broken."

The blade is full of gaps, so it’s not surprising that it breaks whenever it happens!

Since the knife in his hand was about to expire, they could not allow the fight to continue.

Ever since, Aoto and Takasugi Shinsaku made the same decision: one move will determine the outcome!

Takasugi Shinsaku slowly raised Muramasa in his palm and raised the sword to the upper reaches.

He practices Shinto Mu-Nen-ryu and is best at heavy slashes from top to bottom!

At the same time, Qingdeng also took a stance.

The most powerful sword skill Qingdeng has learned is naturally that move——

He adjusted his breath, flipped his right wrist, made a graceful knife dance, changed his grip to an inverted grip, and slowly put away the knife with a "chocking, squeaking, squeaking" sound. Then he lowered his waist, stepped firmly on his heels, held the sheath with his left hand, and gently lifted the knife with his right hand.

Put it on the handle of the knife.

Suddenly, a tense atmosphere filled the air between them!

Fierce and sharp energy floated in mid-air.

In this atmosphere, time seems to flow faster.

The confrontation between the two seemed to last for one or two hours... in fact, only three or four seconds passed!

Ga - suddenly, a crow flew high from the trees not far away! It screamed and flew over the heads of the two of them.

At this moment when the birds start chirping, the static scene becomes moving!

Snap!

Snap!

The sound of two footsteps kicking away the snow was heard indistinguishably one after another!

There was no signal gun, but Aomori and Takasugi Shinsaku made the same move at the same time - rushing towards each other!

Qingdeng's body was so low that his entire upper body seemed to be touching the ground.

Takasugi Shinsaku shouted and strode forward, using the power of kicking the ground and the potential energy of the charge to gather all the strength of his body into Muramasa in his hands!

Just before their bodies were about to collide, two silver snakes flew out and struck each other heavily in the air!

The confrontation happened in a split second.

The birth of the ending also happened in an instant.

Blue-white flames suddenly burst into the air, and immediately there was the distinctive shrill sound of metal breaking.

Sadikigami and Muramasa - the two swords were broken at the point where they collided.

The two severed blades flew into the air and fell to the side in a parabola.

Under the influence of inertia, Aoshinobu and Takasugi Shinsaku's sleeves intertwined and their shoulders crossed.

As soon as they turned around and took a step, they immediately planted their feet firmly! Then they turned back as fast as lightning!

Neither side uttered a cry... they just silently used the centrifugal force of their spinning bodies to fiercely push the broken blade in their palms towards the other's body!

Phew!

The sound of a sharp weapon entering flesh...

Snap, snap...the two broken blades that were thrown out fell back to the ground.

Ayoto and Takasugi Shinsaku stood next to each other, their upper bodies touching each other, and they could hang their chins on each other's shoulders by lowering their heads slightly.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock... a little bit of blood flowed down from among them.

First there were drops of blood, which soon turned into a thin stream of blood.

Qingden kept his thrusting posture unchanged.

And Takasugi Shinsaku...

"..."

He let out a silent moan, his body went limp, and his whole body hung on Qingdeng's body.

Looking closely, he saw that the half-cut blade in Qingteng's hand was thrust into Takasugi Shinsaku's belly, all the way to the blade.

On the other hand, Takasugi Shinsaku...the half-cut blade in his hand was about half an inch away from Aomori's waist and abdomen.

This small half-inch distance symbolizes the obvious gap in strength.

A slight difference can lead to a loss of a thousand miles - this is the way of martial arts.

People who are often stabbed by knives know that after the sharp blade enters the body, the body will have an extremely strong stress reaction! All the strength in the whole body will disappear instantly. Not to mention fighting back, you will not be able to even scream.

Even Shinsaku Takasugi, who has the talent of "Berserker", could not resist the damage caused by "being stabbed in the belly".

Click... Qingden turned the broken blade in his hand, opened the muscles clamping the blade, and then suddenly pulled the broken blade back to his hand.

Wow! In an instant, blood spurted out from his wound like a spring.

After Takasugi Shinsaku's body shook a few times, he knelt heavily on the ground.

However, he quickly adjusted his posture, changing from kneeling down in embarrassment to sitting upright, with his hands naturally placed on his legs, his head held high, and his face as pale as paper without any expression.

There is no sadness or regret, only peace.

"Tachibana Aoden...do it...!"

he said.

Ayoto didn't say anything, and quietly moved to his right side, raised his sword in eight pairs, and then slashed down diagonally! Hitting the back of Takasugi Shinsaku's neck.

The sword flashed past, and the head, which was only a trace of flesh and blood, fell downwards and fell into his arms.

Holding the head... is the most technical beheading, and it is also the highest level of beheading.

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