Fight!
A sharp saber light flashed.
Crackling!
Ding ding dang!
He followed closely behind.
A series of ear-piercing collision sounds immediately burst out.
Qingming.
Light Moon Royal Field.
The battle between the two was very fast and intense.
At this moment, a crimson light appeared on the Flowing Blade in Qingming's hand. It was the light that erupted when the scorching flames condensed within the Flowing Blade.
The terrifying heat wave was definitely not inferior to the temperature of 3000 ° C.
It was a pity.
Even so.
Mitsuki Oda wasn't afraid at all.
In fact…
At this moment in the battle, Mitsuki Ota was still suppressing Seimei.
"Ota Two Swords Ryu, Peach Blossom Flower Color!”
Mitsuki Oda suddenly attacked with a sword drawing stance.
In an instant.
Countless blade lights flashed.
It forced Qingming to retreat continuously.
"Hu ~~~"
After continuously blocking Mitsuki Oda's attacks, Seimei retreated to a safe position.
His eyes were solemn, and he sighed in his heart.
"As expected of Mitsuki Oda!"
"Such power."
"Even after the seven samurai and the black samurai have been exhausted.”
"It can actually be like this."
Facing the siege of a terrifying number of dark warriors.
And the siege of six seven swordsmen.
Light Moon Royal Field.
At this moment, it could be said that there were many wounds on his body.
However…
This man who could last more than an hour in the oil pot still displayed the power to suppress Qingming.
"Ota Two Swords Ryu, Gun, Ghost!”
The attack was not over yet.
As a husband and a father, Mitsuki Oda would never hesitate to attack.
"Ha!"
A loud shout.
Mitsuki Oda sped past.
A stream of light had already rushed straight towards Qingming's face.
"He's here!"
He muttered in his heart.
Qingming, on the other hand, suddenly returned to her sheath like a blade of fire.
Shua!
Boom!
The two of them suddenly intertwined, and the air around them immediately shattered.
Streams of sword qi spread out in all directions.
"Humph!"
Qingming let out a muffled groan. There was an almost punctured wound on her chest, and blood was already flowing out.
"Hu ~~~"
He let out a long sigh.
Qingming wiped the blood off her chest.
He praised.
"As expected of Mitsuki Oda. This terrifying power is truly worthy of praise.”
"Hahaha!"
"You're not bad either!"
Mitsuki Oda also praised with a smile.
"The Seraphic Sword Draw just now was really fast. If it weren't for your young age, even I wouldn't have been able to withstand it.”
"The most important thing is…"
"You actually avoided a fatal blow at the last moment.”
The corners of Seimei's mouth curled up in response to Mitsuki Oda's praise.
"I'm sorry."
"I can't die here yet."
"My ambition hasn't succeeded yet.”
"In the face of a man like you, hiding a little bit is practically courting death.”
Qingming turned around.
He stared at Mitsuki Mitata.
His eyes flickered with fighting spirit.
No one in the entire country of He was his match.
Even Kaido and Orochi would at most be tied.
The remaining people?
Qingming didn't even need to use any moves. Just the power of Flowing Blade like Fire was enough.
Inarashi, Cat Viper, Kanjuro, Yamata no Orochi, and the head of the Seven Samurai.
Qingming had a total of four draws.
As for He Song?
He Song had fused with the power of the kappa. According to the game's classification, it was an R-grade card and did not qualify for the lottery.
Of course.
Although it was only Kappa's power, the power to manipulate water was the most suitable for He Song.
Four lottery draws!
Qingming drew the Flowing Blade Flaming Style and Flying Sword Style respectively.
Flying Sword Style.
This was a top-notch sword art even if one looked at the entire two-dimensional world.
Fight!
What Qingming needed to do now was to take out the treasure from the third draw.
Hualala ~~~
A golden light suddenly appeared above Qingming's head.
"Oh?"
"What is this?"
Mitsuki Mitsuta's face was filled with curiosity.
"We will know soon."
Qingming raised one hand and pulled out a long sword that was completely broken from the golden light. It was a long sword that was shining with a dark purple light.
"This saber…"
"No!"
"These two sabers?"
Mitsuki Mitsuta was a man who could listen to the voices of all things.
Instantly.
Mitsuki Ota could hear the sharp aura of the two famous swords.
The demonic blade in his left hand was flickering with endless killing intent, as if there was a terrifying demonic spirit inside.
The katana in his right hand had a scorching aura. If the terrifying flames completely erupted, he would be shattered in an instant.
"Kill them!"
Qingming held the saber with both hands and a sharp light flashed across.
Shua!
In an instant, he sped away.
"Oda Two Swords Ryu, Paradise White River!”
"Flying Sword Technique, Double Dragon Flash!"
Seimei also met Mitsuki Oda's attack head-on.
The two of them crossed paths again.
This slash.
It was originally used to attack with the scabbard.
However, Qingming was wielding two blades.
Kacha!
The two of them brushed past each other, and the demonic sword in Qingming's left hand suddenly shattered.
"Hmm?"
But…
Mitsuki Oda didn't dare to be careless.
In the next moment.
Countless blades had already turned into dark purple lights that sped over.
Search! Search! Search!
Streams of light pierced through Mitsuki Oda.
"Flying Sword Style, Demonic Blade Thousand Dragons!”
"Roar!"
Dark purple demonic qi and saber qi wrapped around the fragment, turning into thousands of roaring demonic dragons.
"Good!"
"Ota Two Swords Ryu, Paradise Hundred Flowers!”
Ding ding dang!
Mitsuki Oda's attacks were extremely fast.
Qingming's attack was very shocking.
However, Mitsuki Oda was able to block it.
However…
Qingming's attack had already sped over again.
Four lottery draws.
The King's Treasure that was empty.
The blade of the sword was like fire.
The Thousand Blades Demon Blade that only attacked and did not defend.
It was known as the strongest Flying Sword Style.
These were Qingming's four lucky draws.
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