"Fight if you fight, die if you die. You are wrong to try to make me lose patience by waiting! Miyamoto Musashi, won't you die by my sword because of this?"
Ding Yunyi's roar left Miyamoto Musashi at a loss for what to do.
After calming down there, Boqi Guo'an Gang slowly unsheathed his weapon.
The decisive battle has begun!
The first place in the Ming Dynasty will face the Japanese sword master!
Dragon Ya versus Bo Qi Guo An Gang!
Ding Yunyi noticed that Miyamoto Musashi still had a knife stuck in his waist...
"Lord, please!"
Ding Yunyi smiled and pointed the dragon tooth blade at the outside!
"He——"
Miyamoto Musashi uttered such a cry, and then Boqi Guoanzuna emitted a dazzling light in the afternoon sun.
The distance of ten steps is enough for the two of them to complete the sprint!
Yuanming is first-class!
Miyamoto Musashi used the kendo he created when he was twenty years old! Over the years, Miyamoto Musashi has trained Yuanmei to a new level.
The sound of "ding-dong" is ringing...
After a while, the two separated. Miyamoto Musashi had a cut on his clothes, while Ding Yunyi had an additional wound on his body.
Blood is flowing out from the wound...
"Lord, do you want to fight again?" Miyamoto Musashi said with a smile on his face as he was sure of victory.
Ding Yunyi held the knife in his right hand and wiped a handful of blood with his left hand. Then he raised his hand, licked the blood with his tongue, and smiled: "So this is how my blood tastes."
A chill came out of Miyamoto Musashi's heart...not because of Ding Yunyi's actions, but because he saw something terrible in his opponent's eyes...
This enemy is like a wolf. The more injured he is, the more his fighting spirit will be stimulated!
The sword technique used by Ding Yunyi was the Qi Family Sword that he had improved countless times when he killed enemies on the battlefield. In fact, it could no longer be called the Qi Family Sword.
Every knife is the simplest knife. Every knife is a knife used to kill people!
There are no gestures or fancy movements. All there is is a murder knife!
The two people rushed over face to face again, and the sound of knife collision sounded again...
When the two separated for the second time, Ding Yunyi had three more wounds on his body. But Miyamoto Musashi was horrified to find that he was also bleeding!
The wound was not serious, but since he was twenty-nine, Miyamoto Musashi had never been injured in his impression...and now, he was injured by Ding Yunyi!
He saw Ding Yunyi still smiling, and then he heard Ding Yunyi ask with a smile: "Don't you taste your own blood?"
Miyamoto Musashi didn't say a word, but slowly pulled out the knife from his waist...
First class in two days!
Miyamoto Musashi has long abandoned the one-sword, two-sword, real-hand and other forms, and summarized it as the two-sword technique of holding an Odachi in the right hand and a Kodachi in the left hand, and facing the five directions of the sword:
The art of war is superb!
The two clashed twice. It was lost in the blink of an eye. Those watching the battle did not even see clearly how the two were injured... However, when Miyamoto Musashi pulled out another knife, everyone knew:
In this confrontation, one person will definitely fall!
"The second-tier class is the kendo I am most proud of." Miyamoto Musashi said slowly: "Master Souzhen, you don't know the secret of it!"
"Miyamoto." Ding Yunyi's tone was full of indifference: "Do you know why I will win? Because I am not afraid of injury or death. What about you? Are you afraid of bleeding?"
What about you? Are you afraid of bleeding?
This sentence floated to Miyamoto Musashi's ears...
What about me? Am I afraid of bleeding? Miyamoto Musashi himself couldn't answer this question. At least, the injury and bleeding just now made him feel something...
"Come on, you will be first-rate!" Ding Yunyi's tone was full of contempt.
Miyamoto Musashi wields a small sword in his left hand and a large sword in his right hand. His eyes are fixed on Ding Yunyi...
Suddenly, a low hissing sound came from his throat, and the strong wind whipped up by the two knives rushed towards Ding Yunyi.
Ding Yunyi did not move, just stood there looking at Miyamoto Musashi.
Seeking truth from facts, he didn't know how to deal with these two days of being first-class, and he couldn't even tell which sword was empty and which was real.
If we only talk about swordsmanship, Ding Yunyi is completely at a disadvantage. If it is just a competition there, Ding Yunyi has already given up, but a life-and-death fight and a competition are completely two different things...
Ding Yunyi just stood there coldly, watching Miyamoto Musashi rush towards him...but the dragon tooth in his hand was held tighter by him...
The moment Miyamoto Musashi approached him, Ding Yunyi turned his body to the left...
There is only one action!
The small sword in Miyamoto Musashi's left hand can be clearly felt as it penetrates into the enemy's body! In ecstasy, the large sword in his right hand is also ready to fall...
The Odachi and the Kodachi are different in length and have different speeds. The Kodachi is for stabbing, while the Odachi is for cutting. To stab, you use momentum, and to cut, you need time to fall. There is still a sequence difference between the two.
Just this little difference is enough for Ding Yunyi...
He turned to the left, and the small sword pierced his right rib. The moment the big sword fell, Ding Yunyi's dragon teeth moved!
In terms of length, Longya is not as long as Boqi Guoan Gang, but this has become Ding Yunyi's biggest advantage at this time... When Xiaodachi stabbed into his body, Longya - raised...
...
A shrill scream came from Miyamoto Musashi's mouth...an arm fell to the ground...and the small sword was still stuck in Ding Yunyi's body...
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Boqi Guoan Gang has been raised in the air, but there is no way it can fall down again...
Ding Yunyi glanced at the small sword on his body. Then he pulled it out little by little. Blood surged, but Ding Yunyi's eyes revealed the madness of a beast:
"Kendo is different from killing, right?"
Miyamoto Musashi, whose arm was forcibly cut off by Ryuga, looked pale, and he bled more than Ding Yunyi, but this was not the most fatal. The most fatal thing was Ding Yunyi's words:
Kendo is different from killing!
In kendo, Miyamoto Musashi is several levels higher than Ding Yunyi. But in terms of killing, Miyamoto Musashi is not even worthy of being a student in front of Ding Yunyi!
If he could use his own body to take away the enemy's life, Ding Yunyi would never hesitate for a moment!
The Ming soldiers on the battlefield and the Japanese in Tsurumaru Castle all saw this bloody and tragic scene. They were completely shocked by this action and completely shocked by Ding Yunyi's life-threatening killing method!
What kind of person is this? What kind of tactics is this...
The blood was still gushing out, but Ding Yunyi walked towards Miyamoto Musashi step by step with a cruel smile on his face.
Miyamoto Musashi's confidence had been completely lost with the power of this sword. He did not believe that his art of war, which he had painstakingly studied for many years, was second to none. He was defeated at the hands of Ding Yunyi.
What are the first-class military skills and what is the "empty" realm, they have no effect at all in Ding Yunyi's eyes!
No matter how powerful the sword is, it can't compare to a killing sword.
Miyamoto Musashi just watched Ding Yunyi walking towards him little by little...
When Ding Yunyi finally walked up to him and raised the Dragon Fang, Miyamoto Musashi roared and waved his Boqi Guoan Gang.
However, it is no longer of any use...
Ryuga fell on Miyamoto Musashi's neck...
When Miyamoto Musashi's head fell to the ground, his eyes were still wide open. It seemed that Miyamoto Musashi did not believe that there was such a sword technique in the world until his death!
Ding Yunyi's body was soaked with blood. But he suddenly didn't realize it. He bent down and picked up the Boqi Guoan Gang, then turned over and walked back slowly to pick up the small sword.
He glanced at Tsurumaru Castle and saw the stunned and completely shocked expressions of the Japanese.
"Sword Master?" Ding Yunyi smiled disdainfully and nodded at the headless corpse towards the Japanese. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked back to his own formation...
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"Mighty! Mighty! Mighty!!!"
"Ding Huben! Ding Huben! Ding Huben!!!"
"Wu Liebo! Wu Liebo!! Wu Liebo!!!"
In the Ming army's formation, there was a wave of crazy calls...
No one can defeat the God of War in the minds of these Ming soldiers, no one!
Miyamoto Musashi is dead. This man is known as the "Sword Master" in Japan. He defeated Arima Kihei, the "Shinto-ryu", in his first duel at the age of thirteen. At the age of sixteen, he defeated Akiyama, the powerful military strategist of Tajima Kingdom.
He went to Kyoto at the age of eleven and fought with military strategists from all over the world. From the age of thirteen to twenty-nine, he fought more than sixty times without losing once, but he tasted the taste of failure for the first time in his life.
One failure cost him his life!
The myth in the minds of the Japanese was completely defeated, and the confidence of the Japanese in Tsurumaru City also suffered the most serious blow after this decisive battle...
This battle will surely remain in history forever!
As for Ding Yunyi, who beheaded the Japanese sword master, his condition was not much better. Although Miyamoto Musashi's sword did not penetrate the vital part, it was enough for Ding Yunyi to suffer.
He reluctantly returned to his formation, reluctantly accepted the cheers of the soldiers, reluctantly returned to his camp, and then fell to the ground.
When he woke up leisurely, he saw the anxious and worried faces of his brothers...
"Oh my God, Zongzhen, you finally woke up." Huangfu Yunjie breathed a long sigh of relief, with fear on his face: "The doctor said that if the knife missed by two inches, Zongzhen's life would have been lost.
It’s no longer with me..."
"Two inches?" Ding Yunyi was still able to smile: "What I want is these two inches... Where is Miyamoto Musashi's body?"
"The Japanese bandits took it back, but we snatched the head back..."
"Hang his head on the camp gate!" Ding Yunyi gasped. He wanted to move his body, but when he did, he was in unbearable pain: "Have you started attacking yet?"
"No." Huangfu Yunjie quickly replied: "All the artillery has just arrived, and the main town was in a coma yesterday, so we did not dare to attack rashly..."
"Yesterday?" Ding Yunyi was surprised: "How long have I been unconscious?"
Huangfu Yunjie smiled bitterly: "It's been a whole day and night!"
Ding Yunyi never expected that he would be in coma for a day and a night. Now that he thinks about it, he is still a little scared. Was it too risky for him to face off against Miyamoto Musashi?
If the time on that side is not managed correctly, who will die on the battlefield now?
Only God knows.
"Tomorrow, attack Tsurumaru Castle." Ding Yunyi said weakly: "Concentrate all the artillery and bombard them hard. The death of Miyamoto Musashi will definitely hit the morale of the Japanese pirates. Don't miss this opportunity."
"yes!"
Ding Yunyi said to his subordinates: "Huangfu, you will be the commander-in-chief of the siege!"
"General Town, don't worry. If the General Town fights with the Japanese pirates with their lives, the brothers will also risk their lives with the Japanese pirates." Huangfu Yunjie patted his chest and said loudly.
"No..." Ding Yunyi slowly shook his head: "I risked my life to fight Miyamoto Musashi because I had no other choice, but it's different for you. I, the Tiger Guard, have been transported up this time.
There are a large number of artillery, weapons are fully prepared, and morale is high. There is no need to risk your own life. Use the artillery to blast me hard and completely destroy the confidence of the Japanese pirates in Tsurumaru City!"
"yes!"
Seeing Ding Yunyi's pale face, Huangfu Yunjie hurriedly asked his brothers to go out first and stayed alone: "After the main town killed Miyamoto Musashi, Zheng Zhifeng looked pale and kept saying, 'Such a person, such a person'
"People...', I think, Zongzhen was also shocked by this blow."
Ding Yunyi smiled: "There is no need to worry about anything now. Sooner or later, we will face the Zheng family face to face. It is good to give them a shock now. If we really encounter them on the battlefield in the future, I think the Zheng family will also be psychologically
There is a shadow.”
Huangfu Yunjie nodded: "What if Zheng Zhifeng wants to participate in the siege?"
"Let him participate, let him see with his own eyes the strength of my Tiger Guard!" Ding Yunyi smiled: "Let's not be stingy, use as much ability as we have. Now is no better than in the past, we have to hide it, even if we immediately go to Zheng
If we start a war, we may not lose."
"It's not impossible, we will definitely not lose." Huangfu Yunjie seemed confident: "We, the Tiger Guards, will not be afraid of anyone from now on."
Hu Benwei's wings have hardened and he can fly, and this flight will surely shock the world!
Ding Yunyi's wings have become stiff, and he can fly. Once he flies, he will definitely soar into the sky! (To be continued. Piaotian. Registered members of literature recommend this work.