Chapter 469: Jigen-ryu

Li Miao stood in place and pondered secretly.

As for the strange accent and weapons, others in Great Ming might not recognize them, but how could he, a demon from outside the realm, not recognize them? And with his past life's experience, he could even describe them in more detail.

For example, that strike from the Japanese pirate just now, raised high to the right shoulder and slashed diagonally to the lower left, while he let out an "Aow!" to intimidate people—it was clearly the most representative move of the Japanese sword arts, the "Satsuma Jigen-ryu" style's "Great Kasagiri Slash."

It sounded mysterious, but to put it plainly, it was just "scaring you" and then "slashing you violently," purely using force to suppress others. In front of Li Miao, it was no different from children playing; the true energy, force, and moves were all clear at a glance. With Li Miao's current realm, even spitting could block this sword.

Yet it was this very sword that actually shattered the branch in his hand.

That was interesting.

"I've rested for two years, it's time to go out and walk around."

Li Miao glanced sideways at the dumbfounded Wu Mingxiao.

"Military background, being chased by Japanese pirates and Central Plains people together. He has considerable attainments in Japanese sword art, and he's holding an infant—hmm, the smell of excitement."

"He is from Dengzhou, Qi and Lu. Going from this Linjiang Prefecture to Qi and Lu, I can just walk around the eastern coast of Great Ming, and I can also see the current Jianghu."

At this thought, Li Miao swept his gaze left and right.

There were two pursuers left, both Central Plains people, who had long been scared out of their wits by Li Miao's chaotic killing, standing in place and trembling. Seeing Li Miao's gaze sweep over, their legs went soft, and they fell to their knees with a *thud*.

"Grandpa!"

"Ancestor!"

"We had no choice, we—"

Before one of them could finish, his head was stepped on by a boot, and force was slowly applied, pressing his face into the dirt.

"No choice?"

"Killing Central Plains people together with Japanese pirates, I don't care what choice you had. If he dares to step into the Central Plains, he deserves to die; if you mix with him, you also deserve to die. What is there to say?"

"Do you know why I left you two to be killed last?"

The person he stepped on could only whimper, while the other one gritted his teeth violently and sprang up from the ground, fleeing toward the forest with all his might.

Wu Mingxiao reacted and raised his sword to stop him.

But just as he reached for the hilt, suddenly with a *bang*, a flower of blood exploded from the lower back of the person fleeing, and after stumbling and falling a distance on the ground, he began to howl shrilly at the top of his lungs.

"Ahhhhhhh—"

Wu Mingxiao felt a chill run down his spine.

He hadn't seen Li Miao make a move, so he hadn't recognized the "Xuantian Finger." But the force of this move could have shattered the person's skull, yet Li Miao had deliberately pointed at his—liver.

From the wound on the person's waist, Li Miao hadn't completely shattered his liver, clearly intending to make him die in agony; the malice was already obvious.

By this time, the struggle of the person under Li Miao's feet had gradually become weak.

Li Miao lifted his foot.

The person looked up violently, feeling as if they had escaped death, and opened their mouth to gasp for air. But at this moment, they heard Li Miao's last sentence.

"Because animals that bite the hand that feeds them don't deserve to die too painlessly."

His pupils trembled violently, and the foot above his head stepped down violently!

*Bang! —Crash! *

Wu Mingxiao covered the swaddle, turned around tremblingly, listened to the increasingly loud wailing behind him, closed his eyes tightly, and shrank his neck.

He had seen killing.

But he had never seen anyone kill so brutally!

What kind of person was this "Big Brother Li," and what was his background before! He hadn't met a kind big brother today; he had clearly fallen into the hands of a demon who eats people without spitting out the bones!

Assistant Minister... can I still live to see you...

His thoughts turned a hundred times, and suddenly, the wailing behind him took a turn, turning into a viscous whimper mixed with gasps, and then completely quieted down within a breath.

*Pat. *

A hand rested on his shoulder.

Wu Mingxiao trembled violently.

He heard Li Miao's kind laughter from behind.

"Young brother, it's done."

"I haven't done this for a long time, my skills are a bit rusty. This place isn't very well ventilated, the smell shouldn't dissipate for a while."

"Your young lady must be starving, shall we change places?"

Wu Mingxiao turned his head, a dry smile with tears on his face.

"Good, good... everything listens to Big Brother Li..."

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