Chapter 250

Leaves swirled.

Nemuri Kyoshiro's sword arrived with his body, reaching Gu Qing's front. His sword path was strange and deceptive, dazzling like a phantom, melting into a mass, scattering into points of light, and rolling up a cloud of dust.

Gu Qing held his sword, withdrawing freely from Nemuri Kyoshiro's sword circle, letting Nemuri Kyoshiro strike left and right, always calm and relaxed, drifting past. Nemuri Kyoshiro's repeated slashes were ineffective. Looking at Gu Qing holding the sword, he understood in his heart that this lightness skill alone already placed Gu Qing in an invincible position.

"I heard there is a 'Number One Manor' in the Central Plains. With your lightness skill, I wonder if you can be called the number one lightness skill master in the world?"

Iga Musashi asked coldly.

"I don't know."

Gu Qing said.

In the *Heavenly Dragon* world, after mastering all the martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect, Gu Qing's lightness skill had advanced another step, having a style of drifting with the wind and doing as one pleases. Although Nemuri Kyoshiro's sword rain was dense, Gu Qing could always escape from it at will.

"Swish!"

Nemuri Kyoshiro made another sword strike.

Gu Qing did not dodge or hide. He framed his sword, and in an instant, as if parrying, Nemuri Kyoshiro's body tilted back, leaving his guard wide open. Gu Qing's long sword followed closely, heading for Nemuri Kyoshiro's neck.

"Clang!"

Iga Musashi's long sword arrived just in time, blocking Gu Qing's long sword.

If he hadn't guarded in time, Gu Qing's sword would have taken Nemuri Kyoshiro's head!

"I told you earlier, let you two come together!"

Gu Qing's long sword vibrated, the sword circle expanded, rolling Nemuri Kyoshiro and Iga Musashi into it together. The sword rain was dense and poured down.

In this situation, the Japanese ninjas and ronin watching here were already in an uproar. They had come here to observe the duel between the Central Plains swordsman and Japan's number one swordsman, Nemuri Kyoshiro. They didn't expect the opponent to be so fierce that the Japanese side needed two grandmasters to fight together!

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!!!!"

The overflowing sword Qi bombarded the ground, causing the watching Japanese ronin and ninjas to retreat one after another. They could only watch as three blurred figures intertwined in the field. Wherever they passed, whether it was trees or mountain rocks, they all collapsed.

"Flying Immortal from Beyond the Heavens," "Returning Phoenix Dancing Willow Sword," "Divine Sword Decision"...

Gu Qing rarely held a sword, but various sword moves were applied as he pleased. The previous move was the "Dugu Sword Art," the next was A Fei's sword art, the next changed to the "Quanzhen Sword Art," and then it transformed into Ximen Chuixue's sword art... Each move had different sword intent and different internal energy, but in Gu Qing's hands, everything merged into one, perfectly and expressively.

This is also the ability of the "Small Wu Xiang Gong."

No stagnation, no obstruction, no boundaries.

Nemuri Kyoshiro and Iga Musashi, who were fighting Gu Qing, saw Gu Qing holding the sword with one hand, yet it was as if he were simultaneously fighting more than a dozen of the strongest swordsmen of the age. All their past dignity and pride encountered Gu Qing like a three-foot embankment encountering a mountain flood, being washed away without a trace. The two of them joined forces, yet they could only dodge left and right, flee up and down within Gu Qing's sword moves. During this battle, strands of blood were blown onto the ronin on the periphery along with the sword wind.

"Who is injured?"

The ronin and ninjas outside were all terrified, knowing that the injured one must be either Nemuri Kyoshiro or Iga Musashi, but the two sides were clashing too fast for them to see clearly.

"Clang..."

A dagger was flicked out, hitting a watching ninja's chest with a "whoosh," piercing the ninja and sending him flying backward, lying on his back on the ground.

The surrounding Iga ninjas hurriedly looked over and saw the dagger in the ninja's chest; it was Iga Musashi's weapon. Just as they felt something was wrong, they heard several "sizzling" sounds in the field. The figures separated instantly. Gu Qing stood with one hand behind his back, his long sword stained with blood. Nemuri Kyoshiro had lost his left hand, and Iga Musashi had a huge gash from his shoulder blade to his abdomen.

"Master!"

"Master!"

The Iga-style ninjas stepped forward one after another, wanting to support Iga Musashi, but Iga Musashi's intestines were already pierced and his stomach ripped; he was beyond saving. The only remaining breaths were just to open his eyes and see the ending.

"A martial arts exchange, stop at the point!"

Nemuri Kyoshiro glared at Gu Qing and said: "You could clearly have held back against him!"

It was very shameful to say, but when Nemuri Kyoshiro and Iga Musashi joined forces against Gu Qing, Gu Qing could still hold back in his sword moves.

"Because this is not just an exchange." Gu Qing said.

Then what is this?

An ominous thought flashed through Nemuri Kyoshiro's heart, but he could never grasp it.

"Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami wants to become the leader of the Japanese martial arts alliance, so I naturally support him with all my strength."

Gu Qing said: "So you must die!"

The Iga-style ninjas were furious upon hearing this and stood in front of their master one after another, holding their swords in defense.

Nemuri Kyoshiro's heart was dark. This Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami had always been ambitious. If he were allowed to become the leader of the Japanese martial arts alliance, it would definitely not be a good thing for Japan.

Gu Qing held his sword and looked at Nemuri Kyoshiro lightly, saying: "I can give you a chance. If you can block one of my blade strikes, I will immediately return to the Central Plains and never step foot in Japan again in this life. I will naturally not care about your Japanese affairs."

Nemuri Kyoshiro widened his eyes, held his sword in his right hand, adjusted it slightly, and faced Gu Qing, setting up a defensive posture.

Gu Qing raised his right hand high, and arcs of electricity vaguely appeared on the long sword.

"The Blade of No Thought!"

!

Gu Qing looked at Nemuri Kyoshiro and brought the blade down.

Once in the *Lu Xiaofeng* world, when Gu Qing swept through Japan, he called out "The Blade of No Thought." And now, Gu Qing truly had some ability to control electric currents. After the two merged, this blade strike came down, and Nemuri Kyoshiro, who was about to block, suddenly felt his thoughts become infinitely long, with a moment of emptiness in his mind.

This is exactly the situation of being electrocuted.

"Clang!"

The blade slashed through.

Nemuri Kyoshiro's long sword snapped and fell to the side.

Gu Qing didn't even look, sheathing his blade with a carefree air. The battle between the Central Plains man and Japan's number one swordsman had been decided.

"Husband!"

Among the ninjas, Yagyu Rikugawa Piaoxu, wearing a black mask, jumped out and hurriedly threw herself into Gu Qing's arms. Yagyu Rikugawa Piaoxu had watched this battle clearly from beginning to end, and for Gu Qing, she felt nothing but complete and utter worship.

Gu Qing rubbed Yagyu Rikugawa Piaoxu's head and asked: "How is it over there?"

"He is still unwilling."

Yagyu Rikugawa Piaoxu said cryptically.

This time, the Yagyu family's plan was too big, and there was dense communication in all aspects while doing things.

"Good!"

Gu Qing embraced Yagyu Rikugawa Piaoxu and left calmly. The surrounding ninjas and ronin dared not pursue. Turning back, they saw Nemuri Kyoshiro and Iga Musashi were completely dead, and they were momentarily lost and at a loss.

The Shogunate.

When Gu Qing arrived here, the Shogun Tokugawa Ieyasu was kneeling in place, dignified and motionless, letting Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami and the others press him, always as steady as a mountain, maintaining his own backbone.

Gu Qing walked forward, took the celebratory wine offered by Yagyu Tajima-no-Kami, and said calmly: "Nemuri Kyoshiro and Iga Musashi are both dead." After saying this, he raised his hand and poured the wine over Tokugawa Ieyasu's head.

The cool wine flowed down Tokugawa Ieyasu's head, causing his whole body to tremble. The dignity he had struggled so hard to protect had been trampled upon, and the last bit of fantasy in his heart had also vanished into smoke.

"Are you awake?"

Gu Qing patted his head.

(End of chapter)