Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

Running forward like this, the leopard flashed in uninterrupted flashes - and the leopard responded to the hibigami movement that made it look so.

However, Leopard immediately warns that the opponent's movements are deceptive.

But it was the moment it took to realize it that became his deadly gap.

A vividly suddenly shifting hibigami shakes the knife down diagonally.

The leopard sword is bounced downwards.

The predecessor is empty.

"- Ha"

The leopard laughed.

"Brilliant."

Hibigami's, instant blade strike.

Draw a slant, a flash of a quick blade.

Hibigami's sense of battle completely captured the momentary gap that was born in the leopard.

Blood gushes out of your body, and leopards kneel on the ground.

Leopard exhaling rough breath.

As he leads, he turns his wounded arm toward the mansion.

"Well, ah... next... this, this battle is... your, win"

The purpose is death, not annihilation.

The battle was decided.

Without nodding back at the words, Hibigami goes for the mansion silently.

Even without speaking, we knew each other's intentions.

Arrive in front of the Mansion Gate.

A prominent, clear, good boy stood on a gravel road across the gate.

"You're here, this guy."

The man grinned bitterly as he wiped his cheeks with a hand tug.

"Kido told me you broke that Amano" hoof over "and I didn't think it was most of your arm in line -"

A man drops a hand plush at his feet.

He stroked his well-shaped jaw and a man closed his eyes.

"This is amazing, but it's coming."

A man opens one eye.

"It will be useless on the front porch...... so let's do it, Mr. Hibigami"

The man walked over to the front of the meeting, pulling out the blade and releasing the sheath.

"One of the eight knife scrolls is called a" straw drowning "oyster."

From the man's face, the loosening disappears completely.

Man - Kakizaki stepped one foot and took a side-standing position.

"I desire the end of your life."

The opposing hibigami raised a knife and set up an eight-phase structure.

"It's not as far as I want. That's why I came here."

Twitching and each other, the distance gets clogged.

Moved first - Kakizaki.

Twisted, high-speed thrust.

Shaft your feet to deflect the angle of your body, and Hibigami avoids poking.

Naturally, this is not the end of the Kakizaki attack.

Kakizaki - reversed from the lower section.

Hibigami - Defeat and evade the torso backwards.

Kakizaki - skilfully twisting his wrist from the reverse twist, a second poke.

Hibigami - Play the Kakizaki sword with the blade.

Kakizaki - rolling out is a penetration of the bunk.

Kakizaki's thrust was more beautiful with every increase in the number of times.

As Hibigami pounded for the third time, Kakizaki had slipped his soles into the gravel and packed the distance.

So Kakizaki's posture turns into something strange that leans inclined to the slope.

- Coming?

Hibigami holds the knife with both hands.

At that time, the sword of the oyster, whether for the angle or not, hid in its body.

At the same time, the look on Kakizaki's face disappeared.

"One Knife Forget Me/River Stream"

With his expression from Kakizaki, his sword will disappeared.

It's not just the tension of fulfillment.

It is no exaggeration to say that the existence of a sword has disappeared from the spot.

The moment, the thrust that is unleashed.

To the penetration, the will of the individual was not interposed with fine dust either.

It's just that an object called a blade has a tremendous impetus towards the human being that exists ahead of it.

Forget my poking.

Yeah, it's like it just keeps being there naturally, like that river flow...

Hibigami missed the poking track with the belly of the blade.

Kakizaki expresses his surprise on his face when he realizes he has been prevented.

I had no choice but to be surprised, and Hibigami thought with admiration.

There are so many people who can prevent this poking.

Even Currier Verstein at the last time we met, it seemed impossible to see through this poke. Sagara Krohiko is unknown, but the person who can assure you that this penetration can be prevented would be about that Sochute Sigmsos, except for some Sixth House people.

Even shortly after the assault of the special ended in underdevelopment, Kakizaki had been slaughtered from the upper stages.

Shortly after the move, it was the phase of surprise that ran, but not dragged as agitation, that is the one with the Phantom Overpass Sword Flow.

Hibigami is a knife gripped in with both hands, bouncing off a razor blade.

After swinging up, lift your arms and slash them from the top.

Slash and lay down the oysters.

Kakizaki, sprinkling blood and poking his knees into the gravel, was smiling.

"Occasionally, hey... this guy, the, the sword..."

Get out of the way!

A loud footsteps echoed from the mansion.

"Doraaaaaa! One eight-blade scroll is Sennami from Disturbed Eating! Come on up here!

A large man with a thick-bladed sword jumped out of the mansion.

"It's Kakizaki! Mon, who prevented your River Flow, has finally come out of outside our school!

"Ugh, let's... win, Sennami"

"Ooh, Momosanja aaaaaaa! Dori, yeah, yeah!"

A big man - Sennami - wields a machete.

"Oh no! Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

Normally, these powerful ringtones drain your health for nothing, and in slashing each other only have the effect of frightening your opponent to the point at best.

Sometimes those who are not confident may emit to inspire themselves.

But this man named Sennami didn't fit into that frame.

The honking works perfectly as a breath when attacking.

"Ugh!

Hear!

Hibigami's leg, which received a knife, stepped back on the gravel road.

It was so powerful.

But this man named Sennami, he's not just proud of his power.

Every sword slaughter rolled out doesn't look good as its lavish, and it always demands a delicate rush.

"Ha ha! Don't do it, don't do it! Hmm! Hmm! Phew!"

I can hardly even meet the owner of this much arm power.

One blow at a time, but heavy anyway.

Uncomplainable skill in breathing and weight riding when attacking.

Sennami was waiting for Hibigami to give up and move to evasion.

You're going to snipe as soon as you're rooted in this idiotic power and your opponent moves to kill you.

Perhaps this is the way this man is good at warfare.

"Mmmm!? Don't read my intentions!? haha! Fill it up! Then -"

Sennami pulled his upper body backwards and replaced the knife with one hand.

Hibigami, on the other hand, rejoices at the slight paralysis running in his hands.

Exactly, the right person to call rigid arms.

Sennami is dropping his lower body deep.

Although the attack has stopped, it equals no gap that sounds like a gap.

"Evil Strike/Sound Blade Paralysis"

Shh, there was a noise.

And shortly after the sound, a small hole appears in Sennami's blade.

Is it the hole where the plate-shaped steel or something that was planted inside the blade slipped across and appeared?

Sennami pulls out the right leg that was pulling back and steps in.

An auspicious blade from the upper stage, released as it stepped in.

Strange trajectories and odd sounds.

Hibigami's vision shakes slightly.

A different kind of paralysis than what I had just felt was in my arms.

Without receiving Sennami's blade, Hibigami takes a choice.

"I see. A knife hole emits a sound like an instrument, a move that has a paralyzing effect on those who hear the sound? Kaka...... what the hell took you years to master. Head down."

"My moves... at a glance, I didn't know I'd see them through."

Hibigami chose to avoid this move by doing the right thing.

The effect of Sennami's knife jumps even more when its blade and its opponent's blade echo.

Hibigami looked at the knife and predicted this.

Is that correct?

Am I right to take it?

The rush of the meeting at the beginning will be a fabric stone for dragging into this maze of thought.

"The truth is... I would have appreciated it if you had taken it with your sword, but..."

Hibigami remembered to be paralyzed by Sennami's moves.

But even if there was a paralysis, he was seeing Sennami with a return blade.

Sennami, who bleeds from her belly, is bleeding from the edge of her mouth.

"Damn, not a strong man... good, well done... oh shit"

Sennami, annoyed at the front, falls straight on the gravel.

"Come on, Mr. Hibigami... everyone, wait, I'm here"

"Kido, also... bring a knife from the house,..."

Still breathing oysters and sennami urge hibigami into the mansion.

Hibigami proceeded on the gravel and stepped inside the mansion.

It was also made in an eastern style.

It is a spacious wooden mansion.

Glossy, polished hallway.

Its corridors are lined with handicapped doors specific to the East.

Are the pillars and beams inappropriate because their main occupation was not carpentry?

Behind the hallway, a shadow.

The shadow stood in darkness.

"I'm Nagare, one of the eight sword scrolls of the Rotten Way, and I'm easy to say."

The shadow appears in a bright position.

Skinny man.

Thin and thin, you can say.

"Lord Amano, Lord Leopard, Lord Kakizaki, Lord Sennami... Ladies and gentlemen, you were a very strong samurai... will you serve as an understudy after all?

Earthy face.

Falling, indented eyes.

The head is almost bald.

But the light that dwells in the eye is that of a swordsman pure.

I am humble, but its strength is equal to, or greater than, the eight-blade scroll I've ever dealt with.

"Hibigami."

Hibigami named himself while standing on the lower level.

"Looks like you've already been through this."

"Hey, wherever you want"

Nagare pulls out the blade.

Shorter knife.

Forward-looking, odd structure.

At that time,

"Give me some food, too!

A handicapped door kicked over and a long-haired little man appeared glowing his octagonal teeth.

"Lord Kirya."

"Mr. Nagare, this guy says he's not a one-on-one death match. It's about three to one, right?

The knife in the hand of a man named Kirya, with sharp eyes, was a long knife once the pattern was done against the blade.

"Well, I don't care how many people I'm dealing with... if we're dealing with them, we're going to accept what kind of tactics they're taking."

Unsolved, Hibigami speaks out.

"I feel so good now that I think so"

Ha, Kiriya laughs.

"Because, Mr. Midow?

"Ho ho... So what if the three of us do it?

A threaded man, reminiscent of a bear-bearing with a thick beard, came out from behind Kirya.

This man called Mido had no weapon in his hand and was karate.

Kirya and Mido line the left and right.

"I'm Kirya from Hole, one of the eight sword scrolls. Say hello."

"Likewise, I have one eight-blade scroll, my name is Mido from Dance Organ. Oh, I don't have the money."

Shh, and Mido cuts the sky with a knife.

"This is my knife… don't worry about it"

Behind it, Nagare takes a forward bending stance.

The fighting spirit that unleashes is not the same for all three of us.

Matured and finally completed, in the form of a single knifeman.

If you observe crumples, you can see how you work out your body, how you breathe, how you unleash your will of war… they are all polished through to a high standard.

- This is the eight-blade scroll.

An eight-blade scroller said something that was not pleasant.

But it's the same with hibigami.

"Come on -"

Hibigami also boosts the temper of war.

Shall we die together?

And Kiriya swallows.

"Oh, wow... that swordsman has more incense than any beautiful woman."

"If you're going to die fighting someone like that, I'd love to, too."

"Hi-hi... The two of you who are confronted with that and are shivering with samurai seem so amazing."

The three finally show a precursor to the movement.

The first one to move was Nagare.

He passed between the two avant-gardes with a low profile and advanced.

The spastic "Blink" of that short blade is a move to prepare you for defense no matter how you are struck from anywhere.

Nagare rolls out the poke.

Hibigami pulls himself away, but Nagare doesn't let him get away.

Pulling the poke in to his nostalgia, Hibigami stepped down the knife and dropped the poke.

turn, trying to scratch Nagare's throat with a slash,

"Let it go!

Kiriya's penetration grows and prevents an attack.

From the bottom, Nagare's slaughter.

But Hibigami skilfully triumphs over the coordinated attack.

Mido is disappearing.

Signs.

Breaking through the handicap door, the midow jumped.

Hibigami waves a sword.

Mido prevented the slaughter with a small steel hand that was worn under the garment.

The eyes of the prevented midow open wide.

"Hey, what a powerful blow...... Huh! Again, this one is not the only one!

"Hey, that's great!

It's Kiriya who's pushing ahead.

The structure is even lower than the normal lower section.

Plus by his low back, it was almost, like, crawling on the floor.

"Running, Hole-poking Hell"

Quickly sliding left and right, from the diagonal down, a poke of variation is attacked.

Basically, a consecutive thrust is often inferior to a temperamental thrust for more maneuvers, while the power of that blow is often inferior.

But there was a cage in this poke where every blow could be special.

Moreover, Kirya's sushi lumpiness combined with the small size of her body would bring to an end that, in some cases, it would have been taken away if she had noticed it while she was being flirted with by this movement.

"Detailed Path Finder/Finger Takeover"

The next moment Nagare jumped - and the illusion arose - Nagare's appearance, diagonally forward.

Earlier illusions just made me look like I was going to jump, the deceptive behavior.

The aim of Nagare's short knife is Hibigami's finger.

In his eyes now, all I see is a finger.

Immediately after this attack was broken, his consciousness was poured on his fingers alone.

Advancement of consciousness.

That's what increases the chances of success of a single blow.

"" Non-Sword/Skin Stripping ""

Approaching from behind, Mido.

The shape of the knife had disappeared.

No - now, every single one of his fingers is the Knife.

Can you say that he is equal to having ten swords in his hand now?

Hibigami is

poke a slight gap and kick Kirya in,

Slash and tear two fingers of Nagare holding the knife,

Finally, he twisted his body and slapped a knife into Mido's throat.

Still, the three come out to fight back without being frightened.

Hibigami slapped and rocked Mido's fast-firing piercing hand with a peak, slashing the body of his disfigured opponent upside down.

With this blow, Mido lays low.

Nagare threw her two fallen fingers into both eyes of Hibigami.

But the real aim was to deprive Hibigami of his sight with the blood of his finger wound.

Throwed fingers are tools to distract consciousness.

Hibigami returned the knife that slashed the midow and received blood with its blade.

Whatever hand you use, I don't think you're cowardly.

The two letters of "cowardice" must not exist in the battle that gave life to each other.

If there was anything to shake off those two letters, it would be a very personal aesthetic of the mighty - just that it should be.

Nagare has next aimed at the tendon of Hibigami's foot, but on Hibigami's blade, his wrist is dropped.

He got his jaw kicked up and Nagare's jaw bones smashed.

Nagare loses consciousness.

"Uh-oh!

Kiriya kicked the whole weight on the fly.

Nagare was so powerful that she couldn't afford any other consciousness.

If you were to sequence the strength of the eight sword scrolls you've fought, Nagare was the strongest thing you've ever felt in death, comparable to a kakizaki.

Hibigami, who was unconscious and couldn't pay enough attention to that nagare, is blown away by Kiriya's kick.

Breaking through the handicap door, Hibigami rolled into the tatami room from the hallway.

And the pursuit of Kirya, at the same time...

"Hih... ma, we made it. Huh!

From the obstacle door on the opposite side, Kido appeared with a long knife in his hand.

"May I, Lord Hibigami?

Hibigami replies, avoiding Kirya's attack and standing up.

"Of course."

Kido holds the knife low.

"Okay, again -"

That's what Kido looks like.

"There's one eight-blade scroll... Kid from Laughing Woodpecker, I'm coming"

From the side, Kiriya rolls out "Running and Hole-poking Hell".

"Sora sora! It's late, Mr. Kiddo!

"I'm sorry. Come on, let's go all at once... no illusions, Vietnam knife -"

Lower stage structure, whether the blade touches the tatami or not.

Kido was in a tatami, poking one knee.

"Cloud Hidden and Mouth Throughout"

Switched up and down from ultra-low sky, reverse blade penetration.

That was a really beautiful poke, which can also be called artistic.

Kido, who unleashes his moves, was laughing.

Is that why Laughing Woodpecker?

Kido's penetration scraped slightly over Hibigami's shoulder.

But Hibigami is also releasing a sharp poke, and Kido is pierced by the side of his shoulder to the blade.

A sweat erupts in Kiddo's face.

"Or if it comes true... Hibigami with this knife unleashes" Mouth Through "... for once, you want to see..."

Even while he fell down, Kido's grin didn't break.

Shortly after breathing, Kirya, who just slashed it off, strikes a fierce blow.

"Enjoy... hey, fun, Mr. Hibigami!

Hibigami found out.

Everyone in the Phantom Passover Sword Stream who has fought so far enjoyed this fight.

Many in the world mourn the battle.

Many mourn the outcome of battles and, at times, hold grudges against their opponents.

When I was out of end-of-life town and crossing the continent, Hibigami thought.

Cramped, he said.

"Thank you - Mirageless Sword Stream."

A vibrant half-moon sword flash, painted at the same time as you jump up.

Its brilliant blade slashed and ripped Kirya's torso without sound, a series of special moves that were even more sophisticated in the battle.

"Shh, shh... Highest..."

Hibigami breathes one thing and breathes.

When has it been the first time I've breathed this way?

The meat on the flank is Kiriya's move, slightly dictated.

Nagare moves on his fingers, with shallow cuts.

Part of his left shoulder had his skin peeled off thinly with a midow move.

"Hmm... now the eight sword scrolls, all -"

When Hibigami goes out into the hallway,

"We heard from Kakizaki, who had fallen at the gate"

Thick voice.

There was a man of good stature at the front door, standing.

He is carrying a large baggage bag on his back.

It was a big man who reminded me of a standing rock.

Even from the top of the runoff, you can see that the amount of muscle is tremendous.

Is the year something like late thirties to mid-forties?

On his lower back, he had a knife.

"I am a master of the Phantom Passover Sword Stream, a man named Hyama. In the past, some people used to call it the Hiyama of the Sword, etc."

Man - Hyama's coming up the hallway.

"I see. The Master was not included in the octave scroll -"

Both in the hallway, confrontation.

After a while, a laugh leaked out of Hibigami's mouth.

The laughter gradually grows.

"Kaka...... kaka, kaka, kaka!

Hibigami threw away his sword.

Grip the "Killess Free" pattern on your hips.

"Damn......"

Biki, Biki, Biki, and a pulse runs on his face.

A black sensation pulsating through my body.

My eye has a fever.

"Don't expect too much, I've been telling you -"

Unkill and set aside.

"I didn't know anyone like me was hiding in this world."

Ferocious, but there it is.