Hmm, do you think she has been practicing swordsmanship for years, for what?
It's precisely for this moment; not only is my blade sharper than yours, but my swordsmanship can instantly kill you useless people.
So, sisters, what do you have to fight with me, and on what grounds do you compete with me for the Sword Master?
Hmph, beauties have always belonged to the strong, and I am that strong one.
However, Red Shadow never expected that this group of little bitches have reached such a level without giving up. They have all chosen their respective Sword Masters and even made contracts, but they are still not resigned.
Are you worthy of your Sword Masters? Is it possible that you acknowledged them so decisively just to borrow their power to defeat me?
Do you call that choosing a master? You're just greedy for their body and power. You're shameless.
Miss Red Shadow was also speechless due to the resilience and persistence of these sisters.
Although the guests at the scene were not aware of it, the unique sword sound exchange channel of the Demon Sword Princess was already in an uproar, and Miss Red Shadow, who once won the internal battle of the Demon Blade, was once again the target of everyone's criticism.
"Hehe, you call yourself a Sword Master, Sister Red Shadow, haven't you signed a contract yet?"
"Don't blame us for not being swords, blame the Sword Master for being too tempting."
"Well, you scheming king, I knew your daily swordsmanship practice in the past had ulterior motives."
"Punish Red Shadow, divide the Sword Master."
"You're no younger than Lord Ibuki by a few years, how dare you compete with us for the Sword Master."
"What shameless? I AM a sword, the best Sword Master should pair with the most despicable sword, although my body already has a master, but my Sword Soul will forever belong to this lord."
Lady Demon Blade was also rendered speechless by these bickers and was too lazy to respond; she merely opened her right hand silently, and then a blade of bloodthirsty energy emerged from her palm, ultimately forming a plain, long katana.
It could only be called a blade, not even having a handle, but Red Shadow did not care.
As the Demon Sword Princess, without signing with a Sword Master, it was difficult for her to transform into a sword and fight; she could only forcibly mobilize the trace of sword glow within the Demon Blade to battle.
The strength wasn't much, but barely enough; after all, it was just a group of defeated soldiers.
She would prove to the Sword Master that she was a blade worthy of her Sword Dao Talent.
"Shinto Ittoryu, Nao Nijo, reporting."
And although Miss Samurai was especially furious due to the Foreigner's contempt, when the Demon Sword Princess stood before her, the boundless bloody aura already enveloped her, making Miss Samurai instantly ready for combat.
According to the standard duel procedure, she first announced her name, and then, under the urging of her Demon Blade, directly unleashed her power.
She lightly chanted the True Name of her Demon Blade. The next moment, a low tiger's roar sounded, and a phantom of a Fierce Tiger appeared behind her, about to merge with Miss Samurai, completing a true person-blade unity.
A blood-colored, dazzling blade light flashed by, and Red Shadow, with two beautiful red slender Demon Horns formed of blood energy on her head, calmly and gracefully walked past Miss Samurai, then said in a flat tone.
Behind her, the tiger was beheaded, and the samurai knelt on the ground, leaving the guests in silence.
...Miss Demon Blade is on a killing spree....