I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

"Huh..." The black-clothed man let out a sigh, "But fortunately, there are not many ogres chasing you. If there are too many, we can't help."

"Thank you very much for your help!"

Shichiemon, who only felt that he had recovered his life, hurriedly thanked the man in black and the others with an extremely enthusiastic attitude.

Also hurriedly greeted the people who thanked him, as well as the companions of Shichiemon.

Under the chase of those ogres just now, there were people who followed Shichiemon smoothly, and only four people remained.

For the thanks to these people headed by Qiemon, the man in black reacted very flatly.

"Huh, that's it." The man in black smiled, "You thank us so much?"

The tone of the man in black was strange.

Shichiemon, who heard the tone of the man in black, just wanted to say something, he saw the man in black waving his hand. Those who had helped them stop the ogre immediately took up their weapons. Encircled Nanaimon and others.

"Wait, wait!" Shichiemon hurriedly said, "What are you going to do?"

"I didn't plan to do anything." The black-clothed man shrugged. "Let's introduce yourself first. My name is Sotaro, I'm a ninja."

"You are the fourth batch of prisoners who have landed on the island, right?"

"We are all prisoners who have landed on the island in the past few batches. From a certain perspective, we are considered your predecessors.

"The first few batches of...people who landed on the island?" A look of consternation appeared on Qiemon's face.

"Are you surprised?" Nanaemon, who called himself Sotaro, sneered, "Is it unexpected that the prisoners who landed on the island in the past few batches still have so many people alive?"

"Then I will tell you one more thing by the way-I am the first batch of people to land on the island. I have lived on this island for a long time."

"The assistance we just gave was not free."

"We saved your lives, and you rewarded us with your lives-it's fair, am I right?"

"What are you, what are you going to let us do?" Despite the strong fighting spirit and pretending to be calm, Nanaimon's voice was still trembling slightly with fear and tension.

"Don't be nervous!" Sotaro patted Shichiemon on the shoulder affectionately. "We will not do anything to you. What we ask you to do is actually beneficial to you."

"We have only one request from you-join us."

Sotaro opened his arms to Shichiemon.

"The reason why we people have survived to this day is because of unity, mutual help and cooperation."

"We are now gathering as much combat power as possible."

"After you join us, in addition to less freedom, you will be able to get the scarcest thing on this island-safety!"

"Then—" Sotaro said with a smile, "What is your choice?"

Nanaimon glanced at the dangling swords around him, and cursed in his heart:

——What is our choice!

——Is there any choice? !

——If we dare to say half of the word'no', we will definitely kill us without hesitation!

Although Qiemon had already cursed in his heart, his appearance was completely opposite to his heart.

Nanaimon smiled happily as Sotaro nodded and bowed, and then said respectfully:

"I'm joining! Please let me join! I have always wanted to be able to join such a big team! I have long been fed up with this kind of life of fear and fear!"

After Nanaemon took the lead in expressing his position, the rest of the companions around Nanemon also rushed to express their willingness to join.

Looking at Qiemon and others who joined "voluntarily", Sotaro smiled happily:

"Yes! Then-I will take you back to our base camp first, let you see our boss first!"

...

...

"Dead, dead end?!"

On the rainy night on the first day of landing on the island, Heijuro, a thief who was invited by Nanaemon to join his team, ran away from the hunting ogre, unfortunately walked with Nanaemon and others. Scattered.

What's even more unfortunate is that it's just going away, two ogres are chasing him.

What's even more unfortunate is that it's all about being chased by two ogres, and he ran to a dead end very unlucky.

Heijuro looked desperately at the dead end in front of him, and then looked desperately at the two ogres that were pressing behind him.

Then with tears in his eyes, he drew the knife from his waist.

At this moment, only holding the knife in his hand could bring Heijuro a little sense of security.

Although he was ready to die, Heijuro couldn't help praying in his heart:

——God...! Buddha...! Anyone can! Come and save me!

The two ogres were almost rushing to Heijuro's.

Heijuro, who kept shaking his arms, closed his eyes tightly in fear.

at this time--

laugh!

The loud noise of the blade cutting through the flesh and bones exploded in front of Heijuro.

Afterwards, Heijuro felt a large amount of warm, smelly blood splashing on his body.

Heijuro wondered why in his heart, and slowly opened his eyes.

After opening his eyes, the first thing he saw in Heijuro's eyes was the extremely dim environment.

Something seemed to be blocking the light in front of him.

Those 2 cannibals—all were cut in half by the waist.

Heijuro looked intently and suddenly discovered that the thing blocking the light in front of him was a person!

A very tall person!

Heijuro had to raise his head to almost the highest point to see this person's head.

This giant man stood in front of Heijuro and behind the two ogres.

He was holding a big naginata that was still dripping blood in his hand-it was obvious at a glance that this person had just killed these two ogres.

This giant man was dressed in a monk's clothes with white and black as the main color. There was no foot bag on his feet, and he stared at a pair of two-tooth wooden clogs.

The image of this giant man reminds Heijuro of Benkei, the right arm of Gen Yoshitsune in the Heian era.

The giant man lowered his head, glanced at Heijuro, and then whispered:

"It's a living person..."

With these words of the giant man, Ling Ping Juro finally came back to his senses.

"Thank you for your help!" Heijuro first thanked him, and then said anxiously, "Let’s get out of here now! These two monsters will come back soon..."

laugh!

Before Heijuro's words were finished, the sound of the sharp blade splitting the flesh and bones exploded again.

This time the sound ~www.wuxiahere.com~ is from the top of Heijuro's head... No, it should be from Heijuro's body.

Without saying a word, the giant man directly swung the big naginata in his hand and slashed at Heijuro's head, smashing Heijuro's head directly.

Heijuro didn't even have time to scream, so he collapsed softly to the ground.

"Ah~~" The giant groaned comfortably, "It's still the most interesting to kill the living. These guys who can't kill you no matter how you kill them, they don't have any energy to kill."

Having said that, the giant man waved his knife again, and once again beheaded the two ogres that had just been resurrected.

Shu Meng to tell the truth

Heijuro is the thief invited by Nanaemon who appeared in Chapter 176. ..

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