Hong Kong comprehensive begins, seek the law from the heavens

Chapter 128 Juban Deathmatch
Lin Mosheng shook the 'Vajra Heaven Blessing' in his hands, and smiled at Saito, "We don't need to sign the life and death contract anymore. There are so many witnesses here, how about life and death?"

Saitoki took a deep breath and looked at Lin Mosheng who looked like a spring outing.

He only felt that the pressure on himself was terrifying.

Fortunately, I didn't completely pin my hopes on the assassination of Miyamoto Yanji and others.

He asked solemnly, "Your Excellency, are you here just to teach the way of swordsmanship, or do you want to take away the plaque of swordsmanship from my Shizuoka County Gymnasium?"

Lin Mosheng asked, "Is there any difference?"

"If you teach me, I have already understood the coup of the disciple, so I can stop here today."

"But if you want to take off the plaques of all the kendo gyms in Shizuoka Prefecture like you did in Tokyo, please allow Juban to fight to the death and prove that you are stronger than all of us!"

Saito finished speaking sharply.

One by one swordsmen from Shizuoka stood up and walked behind Saitoki, there were nine in total.

"So you want to have a righteous siege?"

Lin Mosheng couldn't help complaining.

Everyone looked at Lin Mosheng intently.

Huakaiyuan Miko can feel the great pressure in the entire gym.

According to the ancient etiquette of kendo, if Lin Mosheng really wanted to completely replace all the kendo schools in Shizuoka County with his school.

It really takes ten fights to the death, and one person wins ten people, which thoroughly proves that his swordsmanship is stronger than everyone else.

And this time, the kendo school that he defeated will be robbed of all honor and foundation.

When I see Lin Mosheng again, I need to walk around him.

Shangshan Xing whispered in Lin Mosheng's ear what Shifan Death Fight is.

Lin Mosheng nodded, took a few steps back, and walked to Huakaiyuan Meizi, looking as if he was about to sheath his sword.

Just when everyone breathed a sigh of relief, they all thought that this was the end of the day.

The sound of a sword being unsheathed was like a dragon chant.

Lin Mosheng pulled out 'Three Suns and Moon Blowing Snow', held the blades in both hands, and drew two beautiful knives in the air.

He looked at Saitoki and the swordsmen behind Saitoki, his black eyes flashed scarlet, and his white teeth showed a beautiful smile, "Have you signed the life and death contract?"

His tone was cold, but he completely ignited the entire sword dojo.

Some were angry, some were shocked, some were admired, and so on.

But everyone is very curious, what kind of confidence does Lin Mosheng have to dare to fight to the death?

After all, this is usually the way to prove a great swordsman, to prove that he is definitely above the level of a swordsman.

It's just that even if it is a ceremony to prove the great swordsman, most of them are just "juban fights", not "juban death fights".

As for the sword fight in Tokyo, because the Tokyo Kendo Federation was unwilling to publicize its family ugliness, and there were no reporters watching, there was no useful information at all, and it was all mysterious and mysterious things.

For example, dragons, tigers, Buddhas, etc. Neon people like to talk about these things, so naturally they don't think much of them.

After all, among Lin Mosheng's nicknames, there are also the words 'Extremely Fierce Dragon' from Huaxia.

"Okay! Please spread out, so as not to accidentally hurt you later!"

Saito Xi let out a low drink, telling the onlookers to stay away.

Aoki Yudo took his disciples back dozens of steps. He looked at the sword masters from "Shizuoka Prefecture" behind Saitoki, and couldn't help sighing, "It seems that this time he was really forced to I'm in a hurry."

Of course, Shizuoka County can't easily make up ten sword masters like Tokyo.

But as long as the ancestors were from Shizuoka Prefecture, or married to a woman from Shizuoka Prefecture, it would not be an exaggeration to say that they are the swordsman of Shizuoka Prefecture.

"Grandpa, can he win?"

Aokixiong's grandson looked at Lin Mosheng with complicated eyes, as if he was about the same age as him, but he was able to stand there, and he could only watch from the sidelines.

"Shut up and watch carefully!"

After earnestly signing the life-and-death contract, the swordsmen raised their sharp knives and slowly surrounded Lin Mosheng.

The momentum of the ten of them is like an entire army.

If it was in the neon ancient times, having an army of ten swordsmen would be the power that many famous people would dream of.

The surrounding air became thick and heavy.

A series of invisible sword intents permeated the air. Even ordinary people who had retreated hundreds of meters could still feel the vortex like low pressure in the dojo.

And in the vortex, it was Lin Mosheng standing with two knives in hand.

Clouds drifted across the sky, like a delicate dancer, crashing into the embrace of the wonderful clear blue sky, the sky darkened for a moment.

On the ground, the ten sword masters attacked almost simultaneously.

Ten sword qi like white waves cut from ten directions, and in an instant, the courtyard seemed to become a sea of ​​sword qi.

The breeze shattered, and the swords contended.

"Moo!"

The solemn and magnificent sound of Zen singing came from Lin Mosheng's small chest, instantly overpowering the sound of Zhengming's sword.

The figures of the sword lords with their swords drawn paused for more than a breath in the sound of this ancient Zen chant.

Even though they were prepared in advance, when they really faced the six-character mantra, the absolute power directly crushed all of them.

Then, the sword light in Lin Mosheng's hand came out of its sheath, riding on the sound of the six-character mantra, like a big bronze bell, breaking through the sea of ​​intertwined sword energy.

He flashed in front of a sword lord who drew his sword, and dropped the 'Vajra Heaven Blessing' in his hand, smashing the air, and smashed at the sword lord who had just recovered.

Do not!
The sword hero's eyes were filled with terror and death.

He thought about the gap between himself and Lin Mosheng, but he never thought that the gap would be so big.

Am I not a swordsman?

Why can't you take a single blow?

With this doubt, his entire head was first smashed into his stomach, and then the proud swordsman's body was shortened by a third out of thin air.

All the sword masters who came back to their senses were stunned.

However, they have all been battle-tested, so they naturally know that now is not the time to be alarmed.

It is absolutely impossible to let Lin Mo get angry and send out that terrifying power of mantra again.

The two swordsmen who were close at hand cut towards Lin Mosheng, one from the left and the other from the right.

The mind, technique and body are united.

A gurgling stream was endless like frozen water.

A murderous intent hides like a scattered rain of cherry blossoms.

The two completely different sword lights are no less than the Speedy Slash swung by Saitoki just now.

Lin Mosheng's body spun like a top.

The 'Sanriyue Feixue' in the left hand swayed a perfect sword light like a round wheel.

But the extremely thin and light blade of 'Three Sun Moon Flying Snow' carried an incomparably domineering martial arts will.

This will is like a strong man with a sledgehammer.

Whether it was the gurgling water or the rain of cherry blossoms all over the sky, in front of this will, they were all directly beaten back to their original form.

As the sword fought, the domineering will followed the sword, pressing into the minds of the two swordsmen with an outrageous and unreasonable attitude.

They originally thought that the perfect mind skill body, under this will, did not hold on for even a moment, and it shattered.

Their flaws were also infinitely magnified in Lin Mosheng's eyes.

'King Kong Heavenly Blessing' swept across, like a fierce fist, hammering through the flaws of the two swordsmen, and hammered their waists and abdomens into flesh.

The two met each other, and the three swordsmen fell.

Blood flew soaring, directly staining the unicorn pattern Tang suit Lin Mosheng was wearing.

The sacred auspiciousness suddenly turned into a bloodthirsty beast.

If you stop him, you must not let him continue to kill, otherwise the kendo in Shizuoka County will be over, and you will become a sinner in the kendo in Shizuoka County!
The sword intent in Saitoki's body was like a raging flame, instantly igniting himself.

Shinto No Thought Stream·Slay Me!
This is a secret technique that can only be practiced by contemporary teachers of the Shinto Wunian style.

It is also a desperate secret method, using one's own sword intent to forcibly cut off all thoughts and swing the most powerful sword.

Even if you win, you will become a vegetable.

This is nothing but the sword.

And now, Saitoki has no other choice.

The righteous beating he thought was like a group of primitive people beating up, but what he encountered was not a tyrannosaurus rex from the same era.

After cutting off all his thoughts, the sword light that Saitoki swung has completely turned into substance.

It turned into a clear ten-meter sword energy like a moth igniting a flame, spanning the distance between the two, and slashed at Lin Mosheng who was covered in blood.

"Is this the divine grant?"

The swordsmen who hadn't recovered from Lin Mosheng's horrific slaughter in the distance were completely taken away by the sword light.

Only then did they realize that this is probably the true meaning of Shinto Wunianliu.

With this kind of swordsmanship, there is indeed only a divine grant.

In the hands of Lin Mosheng, who was locked by the clear and pure sword energy, the 'Vajra Heaven Blessing' and 'Three Sun Moon Flying Snow' intertwined, one soft and one hard, a dark yellow barrier rose, and then expanded ten times through the [Knife Field], turning into a lazy Lazy big turtle.

The head of the turtle is like a dragon, the tail of the turtle is like a snake.

The clear sword energy fell on the turtle's back, creating waves of surging ripples.

These ripples turned into flying blades, whether it was the sprouts in the courtyard or the wooden railings above the courtyard, they were all cut off by the flying sword energy, turning into fluttering, flying snow all over the sky.

Many swordsmen who stood too close were directly injured by these flying blades, and even if they were unlucky, they didn't even have a chance to draw their swords to resist, and their throats were cut off directly.

The strength is not enough, they don't even have the chance to watch the battle in this battle!
Aoki Xiong's sword blade has been unsheathed to protect the grandson behind him, he also has disbelief in his eyes.

Although Koizumi Shou had already anticipated Lin Mosheng's strength when he made the move, but when Lin Mosheng made the move, there were only four words that could describe it.

On the battlefield, the clear and pure sword energy that Saitoki wielded was not a real god after all.

Even if it is a real god, facing the defensive sword intent condensed by Xuanwu, one of the four elephants, I am afraid that it can only be helpless.

Although the two-color barrier of black and yellow rippled layer after layer, it quickly consumed the clear sword energy, like a slowly grinding stone mill.

The remaining six sword lords looked at each other, flashing a look of determination at the same time.

If it goes on like this, even if Saitoki burns out, it is absolutely impossible to break through this layer of defense.

The six people suppressed the fear in their hearts, swung their blades, and slashed at Lin Mosheng with their own lives. Even though the sword energy was constantly tearing their bodies apart, they did not flinch at all.

Because they have no room to back down.

Six snow-white sword lights fell with the determination of the swordsmen, and even the people watching the battle were infected by this life-and-death battle.

In this ten-fold death battle, there was no fighting or reversal that everyone expected.

The combat power of the two sides is not evenly matched at all, but a one-sided massacre!

From the very beginning, Lin Mosheng ended the battle with overwhelming strength.

If it wasn't for Saitoki's unleashing of the secret art of the Shinto Wunian style, the other swordsmen present would definitely not be able to persist for a few more rounds.

No one doubts this.

And now, there seems to be the only chance for a comeback.

Ding ding ding ding ding.

Six consecutive sword cries sounded.

Six light-gold, solid arms protruded from behind Lin Mosheng, grasping the slashes of the six swordsmen without any fanfare.

The defensive power of [Fudo Ming King Body] depends on Lin Mosheng's mental strength and the level of the skill itself.

And with Lin Mosheng's 29.5 spiritual basic attributes and LV6 [Fudo Ming King Body], it is far from being able to cut through these swordsmen whose average attributes are only about 20 points.

"Is it enough?"

Lin Mosheng could no longer restrain the surging killing intent in his heart.

He took a step forward, and the dark yellow barrier disappeared on its own initiative.

Then the bloody sword light flew out from the intersection of 'King Kong Tianfeng' and 'Three Sun Moon Flying Snow', and went upstream, like a long whip, directly smashing the bright and clean sword light that was already at the end of its strength.

Saitoki's eyes were blank, a bloodstain fell straight from the center of his eyebrows, and the next moment, his whole body was cut into two perfect halves, blood and internal organs gushed out.

【Breaking the military】!
After beheading Saitoki, Lin Mosheng's aura, which was already like a mountain, was raised again.

Even though beheading four sword lords, it only brought him a [-]% improvement.

But that real power, coupled with Lin Mosheng's current terrifying basic strength, [-]%, is enough to become the last torrent that destroys the enemy's psychological defense.

The expressions of the six sword lords who had been grasped by the [Fudo Ming King's body] changed, and they wanted to withdraw their blades and evacuate.

However, they were too slow, too late.

Lin Mosheng danced with two knives in his hands, and Asura's will expanded with the help of [Knife Field], with a radius of ten meters, the enemy's country is full of people!
Bloodstains spread from the necks of the sword lords, and then their heads fell off, leaving only blood-spitting corpses, like fountains on the grass.

"vomit!"

Even for swordsmen with a strong heart, many people still find it difficult to restrain their retching after seeing this scene. It seems that only in this way can they suppress their fear.

Lin Mosheng looked at the onlookers with the eyes of a beast, and scarlet color appeared in his eyes.

"Jingle Bell."

The crisp requiem bell sounded.

Lin Mosheng let out a mouthful of turbid air, pressed his chest, and a wave of righteousness swept away, slowly suppressing Asura's intentions.

After all, this meaning of Asura is not comprehended by himself, it is more like being forcibly poured into the body by others.

Once he kills wildly, it is really possible that he will gradually lose control.

A glint of gloom flashed in Lin Mosheng's eyes. This matter needs to be resolved as soon as possible.

Like a normal person, he walked out of the corpses of the ten swordsmen slowly, and the original quaint courtyard no longer had any sense of Zen.

The fence was broken, the turf was overturned, and the uncoagulated blood gathered into a small tan, just like a battlefield.

Lin Mosheng walked up to the pale-faced Huakai Yuanmeizi, sheathed the two sharp knives, and said to everyone, "According to the rules, this should belong to my dojo."

No one said a word.

(End of this chapter)