From one person to nine to five

Chapter 295 Miyamoto’s Two-Sword Style ([-])
The eyes of the two warriors were as firm as stone, without any wavering.

Miyamoto Ichiro's double sword blades continued continuously, forming a phantom of sword light. His attacks were like a storm, trying to force Xu Fu.

Xu Fu firmly held his position, and the golden Changge's blade danced in the air, blocking every attack of Ichiro.

Ichiro tried to use dexterous swordsmanship and combos to win. His swords quickly changed direction, and the blades were like the wind, but Xu Fu used the tenacity of Chang Ge to block his attack.

Every swing is like a huge wave on the top of a mountain, carrying a power that cannot be ignored.

Suddenly, Ichiro Miyamoto sprinted forward quickly, his swords like a whirlwind, trying to attack Xu Fu personally.

Xu Fu immediately used the golden Changge pole to resist, but Ichiro's strength and speed became more and more terrifying.

The blades of his double swords approached Xu Fu's body, and Xu Fu felt the crisis of life and death.

Xu Fu struggled hard and used his golden sword to deflect Ichiro's attack, but his forehead had been cut by Ichiro's blade and blood gushed out.

Xu Fu gritted his teeth and used his last strength to force Ichiro back.

The battle entered a fierce state, and the atmosphere in the temple was extremely tense.

The movements of Miyamoto Ichiro and Xu Fu were like a tiger and a dragon fighting each other, and the sound of the collision between blades was deafening.

Ichiro Miyamoto tried to suppress Xu Fu with dexterous swordsmanship and high-speed attacks.

His two knives were like lightning, stabbing various parts of Xu Fu's body one after another.

Xu Fu was unwavering, using his golden Changge to withstand every attack. The sound of metal clashing with metal was like a symphony.

Xu Fu's counterattack should not be underestimated. His golden Changge danced in the air, making a harsh whistling sound, trying to force Ichiro back.

Ichiro kept dodging to avoid Chang Ge's attacks, and then launched another fierce attack.

Suddenly, Miyamoto Ichiro's dagger collided fiercely with Xu Fu's long sword. The confrontation of strength between the two was like the collision of mountains.

Xu Fu's arms were trembling, but he remained unwavering and steadily resisted Ichiro's attack.

Xu Fu's eyes were firm. He felt the limit of his power, but he was unwilling to give in.

The battle between Miyamoto Ichiro and Xu Fu has further escalated, and their actions have exceeded the limits of ordinary people.

The collision of the two swords and the golden sword echoed in the temple, and the clash of blades was like sparks of starlight.

Ichiro Miyamoto tried to win with dexterity and speed. His two swords danced like sword dances, and the blades drew charming trajectories in the air.

His attacks continued, trying to force Xu Fu.

However, Xu Fu did not back down and used the golden Changge's blade to create an impenetrable barrier that blocked Ichiro's every attack.

The atmosphere in the temple seemed to be still for a moment, as the two warriors concentrated on preparing for every attack from the other side.

Ichiro Miyamoto tried to use his skills to defeat Xu Fu, but Xu Fu stood his ground and used strength and perseverance to resist Ichiro's fierce attack.

Xu Fu suddenly used the golden Changge pole to resist Miyamoto Ichiro's attack, and then stabbed his throat with the blade.

Ichiro had to retreat quickly to avoid the fatal attack, but his robe had been cut by the blade of the golden Changge, leaving a shallow wound.

Ichiro Miyamoto did not show weakness. He once again launched a fierce combo, with the blades of his two swords like a storm, trying to suppress Xu Fu.

Xu Fu used his golden Changge to resist with all his strength. His strength was gradually exhausted, but his gaze remained firm.

The battle burned like a raging flame, and the figures of Miyamoto Ichiro and Xu Fu kept flashing in the temple.

The collision of the double swords and the golden sword was like thunder. The movements of the two warriors became more and more exquisite, and every swing contained a fatal threat.

Ichiro Miyamoto's swords were like lightning, stabbing Xu Fu one after another. He tried to gain the upper hand with speed and skill.

The blade drew beautiful arcs in the air, and the blade shone with a sharp cold light.

Xu Fu used his golden sword to steadily block every attack. His blade was as solid as a rock.

The atmosphere in the temple was oppressive and tense. The two warriors' eyes were locked on each other, and their hearts were filled with tenacity.

Miyamoto Ichiro tried to force Xu Fu with deft and coherent attacks, while Xu Fu relied on Chang Ge's tenacity to resist Ichiro's fierce attack.

Suddenly, Miyamoto Ichiro's double blades continued continuously, and his attacks became more fierce, trying to break Xu Fu's defense.

Xu Fu used the golden Changge pole to resist, but his arms began to tremble and his strength was gradually exhausted.

Miyamoto Ichiro's offensive was like a violent storm, and the blade stabbed Xu Fu in the abdomen, but Xu Fu used all his strength to block this fatal blow.

Xu Fu's forehead was soaked with sweat, his breathing was rapid and strong, and he maintained his unyielding determination.

Ichiro Miyamoto also felt the limit of his power, but he was unwilling to admit defeat easily.The atmosphere of the battle became more and more tense, and Miyamoto Ichiro and Xu Fu's moves became more and more fierce.

The clashing sounds of the double swords and the golden swords were heard one after another, and the air in the temple seemed to be filled with fierce fighting spirit.

Ichiro Miyamoto tried to create opportunities with his speed and flexible swordsmanship. His swords were like the wind, swaying with sword light, trying to penetrate Xu Fu's defense.

Xu Fu waved the golden Changge tenaciously, constantly fending off Ichiro's attacks, and the sound of metal collision was full of oppression.

The two warriors locked eyes with each other, both knowing this was a decisive battle.

Ichiro Miyamoto tried to win with clever swordsmanship, while Xu Fu resisted Ichiro's attack with firm determination and strength.

Suddenly, Ichiro Miyamoto's swords swung like lightning, and his attacks became more violent, trying to suppress Xu Fu.

Xu Fu used all his strength to block every attack with his golden sword, but his arms began to tremble and his strength gradually dried up.

Xu Fu's breathing was rapid and powerful. Miyamoto Ichiro's offensive was like a violent storm. His double blades stabbed Xu Fu in the abdomen, but Xu Fu tried his best to firmly block the fatal blow.

His face was covered with sweat, but the determination in his eyes never wavered.

This is a battle of life and death, with both warriors confronting each other with tenacity and endless courage.

The battle has reached a climax. Miyamoto Ichiro and Xu Fu's movements have become more and more fierce, and the light and shadow of the swords are intertwined.

The clashing sound of the double swords and the golden sword echoed in the temple, and sparks continued to burst out between the blades.

Ichiro Miyamoto's offensive was like a violent storm. He waved his swords, one long and one short, respectively, trying to win with speed and skill.

His blade flashed across like lightning, but every time it was resolutely blocked by Xu Fu's golden Changge, whose blade was as indestructible as a mountain peak.Xu Fu's eyes were firm, and his counterattacks became more decisive, using the blade of the golden Changge to counter every attack of Miyamoto Ichiro.

The sound of metal clashing echoed through the temple, as if telling the legend of this heroic battle.

Suddenly, Miyamoto Ichiro swung his swords more violently, the blades shining brightly, trying to penetrate Xu Fu's defense.

Xu Fu used all his strength to block attacks with his golden sword, but his arms began to tremble and his strength gradually failed.

Miyamoto Ichiro's offensive was like a flash flood, and his double blades were like steel spears, piercing Xu Fu's chest, but Xu Fu gritted his teeth and used his last strength to fend off his attack with his golden Changge.

Blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, but his eyes remained firm, unwilling to surrender.

The battle entered a fierce stage, and Miyamoto Ichiro and Xu Fu's moves became more and more fierce.

The collision sounds of the double swords and the golden swords were heard one after another, and the collision of blades was like sparks of fire.

Ichiro Miyamoto's swords drew countless wonderful arcs in the air. His offensive was like a storm, trying to suppress Xu Fu with his flexible swordsmanship and speed.

The blade shone with silver light, but Xu Fu used his golden sword to steadily deflect every attack. His body was like a solid fortress.

The atmosphere in the temple was full of tension and oppression, and the eyes of the two warriors burned with firm determination.

Ichiro Miyamoto tried to penetrate Xu Fu's defense with combos and skills, while Xu Fu relied on firm belief and strength to withstand Ichiro's fierce offensive.

Suddenly, Miyamoto Ichiro swung his swords more violently, and his attack was like the peak of a storm, trying to suppress Xu Fu.

Xu Fu used all his strength to block every attack with his golden sword. The sound of metal shook the entire temple.

Miyamoto Ichiro's offensive was like a raging wave, and his double blades were like a fierce wave, piercing Xu Fu's heart, but Xu Fu gritted his teeth, tightened his muscles, and used his golden long sword to push back his attack.

Blood had soaked his robes, but his eyes were firmer.

The battle was like a magical dance. The figures of Miyamoto Ichiro and Xu Fu intertwined in the temple, and the sounds of collisions between blades and long swords were heard one after another.

The double swords and golden swords turned into the melody of death in their hands, interweaving scenes of fatal scenes.

Ichiro Miyamoto's offensive was like thunder, his double blades shuttled rapidly, trying to break Xu Fu's defense with speed and skill.

Every stroke of the blade was accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, but Xu Fu's golden Changge was as firm as a mountain, steadily blocking every attack.

There was a thick atmosphere of tension in the temple, and the eyes of the two warriors were full of tenacity and perseverance.

Ichiro Miyamoto tried to penetrate Xu Fu's defense with continuous sword moves and unexpected attacks, while Xu Fu relied on strength and determination to resist Ichiro's fierce offensive.

Suddenly, Ichiro Miyamoto's swords swung even more fiercely, and his attacks were like the peak of a storm, trying to suppress Xu Fu.

Xu Fu used all his strength to block every attack with his golden Changge. The metal of the Changge made a light clang.

Miyamoto Ichiro's blade pounced like a beast. His two swords stabbed Xu Fu's chest one after another, but Xu Fu gritted his teeth and used his last strength to deflect his attack.

Xu Fu's body was already traumatized, but his eyes remained firm and unwilling to compromise.

The tide of fighting continued, and Miyamoto Ichiro and Xu Fu's moves became more fierce.

The clashing sound of the double swords and the golden sword was like the beating of war drums, and every collision was a moment of life and death.

Ichiro Miyamoto's offensive became more and more fierce. His double blades continued continuously, trying to suppress Xu Fu with extreme speed and superb swordsmanship.

The blade drew complex curves in the air, and the light of the blade was like lightning, but Xu Fu firmly blocked every attack with his golden long sword.

The air in the temple seemed to be filled with tight bowstrings, and the eyes of the two warriors were as firm as iron.

Miyamoto Ichiro's consecutive sword moves tried to penetrate Xu Fu's defense, but Xu Fu remained unwavering and used strength and perseverance to resist Ichiro's fierce attack.

Suddenly, Ichiro Miyamoto swung his swords more violently, and his attacks were like a violent storm, trying to suppress Xu Fu.

Xu Fu kept swinging the golden Changge and counterattacked with the blade. The metal of the Changge cut through the air and made a harsh sound.

Ichiro Miyamoto's blades were like steel beasts, and his two knives pierced Xu Fu's heart, but Xu Fu tried his best to deflect his attack with his golden sword.

The battle was burning like a raging fire. The figures of Miyamoto Ichiro and Xu Fu shuttled back and forth in the temple, and the collision of the blade and the Changge was like the beating of war drums.

The double swords and golden swords turned into deadly movements in their hands, playing a fierce warrior dance.

Ichiro Miyamoto's offensive became more and more fierce. His double blades were like lightning, moving quickly through the enemy, trying to win with superb swordsmanship and speed.

The blade drew complex and fascinating trajectories in the air, but Xu Fu firmly blocked every attack with his golden Changge. The Changge blade seemed like an indestructible barrier.

The atmosphere in the temple was extremely tense, and the eyes of the two warriors shone with determination and perseverance.

Ichiro Miyamoto's swordsmanship continued, trying to penetrate Xu Fu's defense, while Xu Fu relied on his tenacious determination and strength to resist Ichiro's onslaught.

Suddenly, Ichiro Miyamoto's swords swung even more violently, and his attacks were like the fury of thunder, trying to suppress Xu Fu.

Xu Fu swung his golden sword vigorously and counterattacked with his blade. The sound of metal clashing was deafening.

Miyamoto Ichiro's blade was like a sharp wind. His two knives moved forward and backward, violently stabbing Xu Fu's chest, but Xu Fu gritted his teeth and resisted, using his golden sword to deflect his attack.

His body was scarred, but his determination remained unbreakable.

Xu Fu felt the ferocity of Miyamoto Ichiro's offensive, but he did not intend to surrender.

Suddenly, he changed from passive to active, and the golden Changge spun violently in his hand, making a low buzzing sound.

Xu Fu's counterattack came fiercely. He suddenly waved the golden long sword towards Miyamoto Ichiro, and the blade brought out a golden arc.

Miyamoto Ichiro hurriedly dodged, but the blade of the golden Changge cut his shoulder, leaving a shallow wound with blood oozing out.

Miyamoto Ichiro realized that the situation was not good. He stabilized his body and tried to dodge Xu Fu's next attack.

But Xu Fu didn't give him a chance to breathe. The golden Changge waved again, and a golden light shot towards Miyamoto Ichiro's chest like lightning.

Seeing something bad, Miyamoto Ichiro raised his dagger and tried his best to block the golden Chang Ge's attack.

The sound of metal collision resounded, and the power confrontation between the two was extremely fierce.

Xu Fu exerted great power with the help of Chang Ge's pole, while Miyamoto Ichiro barely maintained his defense line with his double swords.

(End of this chapter)