I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

　　 Ogata not only can't count how many enemies he has killed, but also how many wounds he has on his body.

　　 He only knows-his body is heavy now.

　　The hands and feet are heavy, the eyelids are heavy, and the head is heavy.

　　 felt his head heavy, but he also felt dizzy.

　　 Ogata, who felt his eyes darkened, thought it was because of some sundries in his eyes.

　　 However, no matter how much I rubbed it, my vision failed to return to normal. Instead, it became darker and darker.

　　 Until then, Ogata knew that it was not that there was something in his eyes, but simply because he was about to reach the limit...

　　 "Look at the knife!"

　　 Another slash hit him.

　　'S heavy hands and feet caused Ogata to slow down both his attack and defense.

　　 He can only watch the slash hit his left shoulder.

　　 This slash is very powerful. Despite the protection of the chain mail, Ogata's left shoulder still suffers from a shallow knife wound.

　　 "Ha...ha...ha..." Ogata, who still maintained the breathing state of the source, panted violently, greedily absorbing every trace of air around him.

　　 Perhaps because of the high mental tension, Ogata can still barely maintain the breath of Sumitomo until now.

　　——Is it the limit of...

　　 Ogata, who felt that his strength was almost exhausted, was touching the ground with his left knee and knelt on the ground with one knee.

　　 The flanks of the left hand plunged into the ground, and the right hand holding the knife was pressed against the erected right knee, trying to use this force to stand up again.

　　 However, no matter how hard Ogata tried, his body would not listen to his orders...

　　 Looking at Ogata, who was kneeling on one knee, the samurai around him immediately showed a grinning smile full of greed and excitement.

　　 However, Ogata's heroic gesture like a ghost just now gave them an indelible impression, so that even if Ogata was already on one knee, they did not dare to step forward.

　　 only dared to grip the knife that would give them a sense of security, and step by step slowly leaning towards Ogata.

　　 Looking at the samurai leaning towards him from all directions, Ogata gritted his teeth, trying to extract every bit of strength in his body.

--stand up……

　　——Get up!

　　——I haven’t killed the dog thief in the source of Matsudaira a thousand times, how can I just fall down like this...

　　 Even though Ogata had tried his best, his legs still failed to support him to stand up as he wanted.

　　The samurai around Ogata have already discovered that Ogata is really reaching the limit.

　　 A samurai closest to Ogata licked his lips, raised the sword in his hand, and rushed towards Ogata, shouting:

　　 "30 taels are mine!"

　　……

　　……

　　 Looking directly at Nanahara in the battle, while looking at Ogata, whose head is about to fall, he whispered softly:

　　 "Is it finally over... A total of 37 people were beheaded...With one enemy and one hundred, so many people can be killed, which is worthy of admiration."

　　……

　　……

　　 Ogata clearly saw a samurai rushing to his side, and at the same time clearly saw that the samurai had raised the sword in his hand and had begun to slash down.

　　 If he doesn't react any more, his head will soon move.

　　 Even though the sense of crisis in his heart has reached the limit, Ogata can do nothing but watch the blade of this knife get closer and closer to his neck.

　　——Don’t...

　　——I don’t want to... die here...

　　——I want... to win...

　　 In a trance, Ogata only felt the faces of his master Hanbei, Mikami and Makino, before his eyes.

　　——I haven’t yet...for the master...for revenge for the brothers...

　　 Then I saw the faces of Kuranaga and Ichiro.

　　——If I die here...Ichiro and the others will die in vain...

　　 Finally, Ogata saw the white face of Genai Matsuhira again.

　　——I haven’t yet... I will cut Matsuhira Genuchi thousands of times...

　　 After another breath, the sword of the samurai standing in front of Ogata can chop Ogata's neck and split Ogata in two.

--stand up……

　　 Ogata frantically uses the breath of the source, sucking in air, hoping to use this to keep himself awake.

　　——I don’t want to die here...

Although the breathing rhythm of 　　Genzhi's breathing is weird, it unexpectedly guarantees the supply of oxygen. Even in a battle that consumes fiercely, it does not feel that the oxygen inhaled into the lungs is insufficient.

　　——To win...

　　——I want to win...!

　　The enemy's blade, after half a breath, it can hit Ogata's neck...

　　——I want to beat this hundred samurai!

　　——And then beat that Nanahara!

　　——Finally, the Matsuhira Genuchi was cut a thousand times

　　 Ogata didn’t notice... the source of her breath, which was originally rapid, is now slowly calming down very strangely...

　　——Now... I'm going to win!

　　……

　　……

　　The blade is only 3 fingers thick from Ogata's neck.

　　 It seemed that he had seen the warrior whose 30 taels was waving at him, and his cheeks were full of greed and ecstasy.

　　 Qihara, who was watching the game not far away, let out a sigh of relief when he saw that the victory had already been scored.

　　 The rest of the samurai who had not had a chance to cut off Ogata's head were frustrated.

　　 Seeing that the game is over, Matsudaira Genuchi curled his mouth unhappily as if he hadn't seen enough.

　　 Just when everyone thought that this **** battle was over~www.wuxiahere.com~Ogataji’s head was about to fall...

　　嗤!

　　 The sound of cutting the flesh with a sharp blade sounded.

　　 But this is not the sound of Ogata's head being chopped off.

　　 It was the sound of Ogata slashing the samurai in front of him.

　　 When the blade of this samurai was only 3 fingers away from Ogata's neck, Ogata's head suddenly buries.

　　 seems to be accurately calculated, the distance buried under Ogata's head is just enough for him to avoid this slash.

　　 After avoiding this slash, step on the ground, bend the knees forward, and slash forward.

　　 The blade turned into cold light, and it swept across the waist of the samurai who still had ecstasy on his face.

　　 The color of ecstasy on the samurai's face turned into a color of horror after his upper body fell to the ground along the smooth incision.

　　 "What?!" Qihara's eyes suddenly widened.

　　 Nanahara clearly saw that the slash Ogata just now was more precise, faster, and more powerful than any slash he had used since the beginning of the battle!

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　　……

　　 Ogata felt that his vision became strange.

　　'S vision, which was still black, now became clear.

　　 not only became clear, but Ogata also felt that his field of vision had been enlarged several times.

　　 In addition, Ogata also felt that his body, which originally seemed to be filled with lead, became extraordinarily light at this time.

　　 The physical condition is so good that Ogata is shocked.

Just after Ogata Yiruo's skill, after the enemy who was about to cut off his head in front of him, was divided into two, an unfamiliar system sound that had never been heard before sounded in his mind. :

【Ding! The host enters the state of selflessness! 】