Love In Jiu War's

Chapter 61: Shingen vs. Wang Zhou

Wang Zhou smiled faintly and manipulated the blood of the Blood Valley Sect warrior members into his strength.

"It looks like I'll have to kill you first before I get out of here." Wang Zhou frowned looking at Shingen who did not show any fear.

Shingen strengthened his aura to coat his body, himself trying to observe the technique that Wang Zhou had just used.

"Sirih Breathing." Shingen took a deep breath and kept it inside his heart, his eyes closed trying to control his aura.

Shingen's calmness made Wang Zhou use his power to manipulate blood, slowly the blood that formed a large blood clot split into protectors lining Wang Zhou's body.

"The Blood Passion."

Wang Zhou smiled sinisterly looking at Shingen who was walking slowly towards him. Slowly Wang Zhou formed a red-colored sword made of blood with his profound energy.

The two kept their distance before exchanging attacks, Wang Zhou's swordplay was extremely proficient as it could compensate for Shingen's katana play.

"As I expected from the samurai leader." Wang Zhou tried to keep up with Shingen's extremely proficient katana, the moves Shingen made made it difficult for Wang Zhou to keep up.

Wang Zhou felt lucky that the blood armor he manipulated with aura could provide him with a defense that could minimize the incision wounds from Shingen's katana slashes.

"The Blood Shield."

Wang Zhou compared his aura to form a sturdy blood shield, a clash of Shingen katanas that held up the blood shield.

"Interesting..." Shingen smiled and made a twisting motion, his quick footsteps making him instantly twist his body after being beside Wang Zhou.

Shingen smiled looking at Wang Zhou who was staring at him, he quickly twisted his body making a light blue wind vortex.

"Pulse down!" Shingen sheathed his katana while looking at Wang Zhou who was dragged by his whirlwind, the fishy smell intensified as Wang Zhou manipulated his aura controlling the splattered blood to form a ladder.

Shingen was still amazed to see Wang Zhou's skill in controlling the aura of his body, quickly Wang Zhou dashed down the stairs he made with the aura of his body.

"Shingen!" Wang Zhou blasted the dozens of swords he had made with blood towards Shingen. Wang Zhou's skill at manipulating his aura made Shingen concentrate his aura on his katana blade.

Shingen fended off the blood sword Wang Zhou had created without difficulty, Shingen's katana was white as he focused his aura on his katana blade.

Wang Zhou gritted his teeth looking at Shingen whose strength was more than he had anticipated, slowly Wang Zhou began to plan a way to escape from the situation that was so unsupportive.

The ancient records that were in his robes he would study for the preparation of the war that the Black Stream Sect had long planned. The body of Dong Hao that he took also slowly had weakened, visible from his hair and voice that were very different.

Wang Zhou dashed towards Shingen and slashed his sword at Shingen. The clash of katana and sword both made the wind gust around them.

Wang Zhou was intent on stalling for as long as possible, occasionally he glanced at Ming Fengying who was fighting against Wang Guoxiang. After a fierce fight against Shingen. Wang Zhou's countenance changed as his blood sword shattered, he quickly made another blood sword use his profound strength.

Shingen did the horses that strongly felt the reach of his aura, his eyes closed as his aura formed a circle. Shingen slashed his katana towards Wang Zhou who was intending to make the blood sword return using his inner power.

"My hands?!" Wang Zhou panicked to see Shingen sheathing his katana slowly, yet he had no time to think back to his left hand following his right hand and lying on the ground.

"Let me end your suffering..." Shingen opened his eyes and ran quickly swinging his katana at Wang Zhou's body. The body of Dong Hao that Wang Zhou used was slashed against his chest, the cross wound due to the slash of the Shingen katana was clearly visible.

"Shingen, you won't be able to kill me..." Wang Zhou stared at the ancient record that the robe had fallen among the pile of wood.

Wang Zhou glanced at Ming Fengying before he closed his eyes, Dong Hao's body that Wang Zhou controlled in an instant rotted away.

"Thank God I didn't kill all the krocoes that were my subordinates..." Wang Zhou took over the body of the swordsman from the Blood Valley Sect who was his subordinate.

"I have to adjust this body before taking over her body!" inner Wang Zhou looked at Ming Fengying who was fighting against Wang Guoxiang.

"Has he died?" Shingen frowned looking at the body that Wang Zhou used to rot. His pungent smell made Shingen stay away, even he forgot the ancient records that Wang Zhou was holding.

Shingen saw Ming Fengying fighting fiercely against Wang Guoxiang. It was not long before Ming Fengying looked closer at Yuan Shi.

Shingen approached Haori who was being treated by Mao Gang and Mu Shang. Meanwhile, Fujin and Sanada noticed Ming Fengying's fight, Yuan Shi fought Wang Guoxiang.

"You two take this. We'll rush to the Tiangan Mountains." Shingen gave a white card to Mao Gang.

"Mr Shingen, but..." Mao Gang looks bad to see Shingen who intends to help him.

"Take Haori and your friend to Bei. We'll welcome you." Shingen smiled as he looked at Haori's blue face.

Mao Gang looked at Mu Shang for a moment, not how long the two nodded and kowtowed at Shingen.

"Thank you, Mr. Shingen..." Mao Gang and Mu Shang were very grateful to receive Shingen's help.

"Stand up, men can't bow to just anyone!" Shingen firmly told Mao Gang and Mu Shang to stand up.

"I want to hear the story from Haori." Shingen looked at Haori inside. "Bring them both to Bei and pass the card to the samurai who were there" Shingen said.

Mao Gang and Mu Shang nodded slowly, they both looked at Ming Fengying who was fighting against Wang Guoxiang. Looking at Shingen, Fujin and Sanada who remained relaxed looking at the two young men who were dealing with the black-level swordsman made Mao Gang and Mu Shang confused.

Mu Shang intended to ask Shingen who let his son fight, but he preferred to undo his intention to ask Shingen. Shingen's countenance looked extremely trusting of his son's determination, and did not doubt the slightest action or Ming Fengying's strength.

Mu Shang who saw that was of course amazed, the other two samurai also looked so trusting of Ming Fengying and Yuan Shi who were fighting against Wang Guoxiang.

"Mao, I'll bring father's body." Mu Shang carried Haori's body. "You brought Feng's body..."

Mao Gang nodded slowly and before long the two of them were startled by Wang Guoxiang who had suddenly died by the blood sword.

"What's going on?"