The next moment, Roger's attack would land on his forehead, and at the same time, accumulating a reversal, Konoha Tengu was about to launch a thorough counterattack.
This defensive concept and passive style of play had formed an instinct, becoming his chosen path, ingrained in his attack pattern.
He wasn't without combat ability, rather, the uniqueness of his power had made him accustomed to fighting in the safest conditions.
Not dancing on the edge of a knife, fighting life and death battles.
Power was accumulating, a glint flashed in Konoha Tengu's eyes, the next instant Roger's sword tip landed on his forehead!
The light was dazzling.
The clash of two forces created a terrifying gale, the Onmyoji close to them were sent flying by the violent power.
Yatagarasu Kensumi's expression changed slightly, he advanced instead of retreating, even in the midst of the violent impact, Yatagarasu Kensumi moved against the wind, his speed not reduced by much.
