Super Martial God

"There's so much nonsense."

Lin Mu held Chengyuan sword, but he obviously lost the momentum of holding the sword before.

He lost the true meaning of kendo. Now his attainments in kendo are similar to those of ordinary martial artists.

"Interesting, you seem to have lost the true meaning of Kendo?"

The number of pieces of extreme true meaning can't be perceived, but the number of pieces can still be clearly perceived, such as the true meaning of kendo.

He was obviously aware of the change in Lin Mujian's potential and couldn't help laughing: "I've heard of a kind of evil method that burns real Qi and potential in exchange for short-term strength. I said, "why did you suddenly improve your accomplishments so much? It was in exchange for sacrificing your true intention of kendo."

"It's really stupid. Cultivation will come out slowly sooner or later, but things like true meaning can't be met. It's the stupidest behavior to sacrifice the future for a short time."

Lin Mu ignored him. Holding the sword, he silently felt the extreme truth.

What if there is no true meaning of Kendo? For him, the true meaning of Kendo is far less important than the extreme true meaning.

Now, the sword is only the carrier of his true intention.

What's more, with the inheritance of ancient holy body combat experience, he has long understood that there is no need to stick to a certain skill or true meaning in combat.

No one stipulates that only Kendo masters can use swords.

Sword, in the final analysis, is just a killing weapon created by man. How to use it depends on man's will.

Seeing that Lin Mu didn't speak, Zhang Shu's eyes were cold: "why? Nothing to say? Also, I ignored that you are doomed to lose your life today, and it's useless to keep your true meaning. Maybe you think that instead of being easily killed by me, you'd better improve your cultivation at all costs and cause some damage to me? "

"It's childish. I just played with you before. I didn't even use the power of rules. Otherwise, you think you can really resist me?"

"You talk a lot of nonsense. It's really unusual."

At this time, Lin Mu was already familiar with the extreme truth and extreme power of the first-class level, and kept winding around the tip of Chengyuan sword, "for people like you, I just want to give you two words, silly fork."

"I don't know what to do!"

Zhang Shuai's face twitched. "I thought I was catching this spirit Throwing Knife and didn't have time to deal with you, so you took the opportunity to show off your tongue there? It's more than enough for me to do two things with a role like you. "

"Subsidence!"

He took a sword flower with his long sword, and then suddenly pointed it out from the sky to Lin Mu's sword.

Lin Mu immediately sensed that the earth around him suddenly had terrible destructive power.

"The true meaning of emptiness."

Without hesitation, he immediately showed his true intention of emptiness and swept up.

However, as soon as his feet stood on the ground, a terrible suction came from the earth below, which wanted to adsorb him again.

"Well, let's use you to test the power of the next product's true meaning."

Seeing that he was going to fall, Lin Mu felt a cruel intention in his heart.

Pooh!

In an instant, his figure suddenly disappeared, and the whole person turned into a black dotted line that was more thoughtful than silk.

The strong suction from the earth below was immediately broken free by him.

"What power is this?"

Zhang Shu was surprised. He didn't expect Lin Mu to dissolve his moves so quickly.

But then, he sensed that a cold killing machine came towards him from below.

He had no fear, only anger.

Lin Mu, how dare he release such a strong killing force against him?

A mole ant wants to kill him, a seventh level expert in the world. The second true story of the Xia League?

"Die!"

Immediately, the number of pieces did not retreat but entered, and a sword stabbed out in the direction of the killing machine, "collapse!"

Void concussion and powerful collapse force erupted from the tip of his sword. The collapse force was very terrible. Even ordinary human level experts would be killed instantly.

However, what he met was Lin Mu who showed his true intention.

The black light suddenly collided with the tip of his sword.

"How possible!"

One moment, Zhang Shu was still ferocious, but the next moment, his face changed and showed an incredible color.

He was wearing a clear sense of destruction on the tip of the cave.

If he doesn't resist, maybe the destructive force will penetrate his long sword and cause fatal damage to him.

"Slow!"

Suddenly, the number of sheets spit out a word.

Around his body, the air flow suddenly became very slow, and time and space seemed to be in a mire.

Bang!

Lin Mu's figure was soon out of control. From the state of extreme sincerity, he was shaken out and fell into the air. After a burst of shaking, he quickly stabilized his body.

"Rule."

His face was very dignified, and he immediately judged that the number of sheets had exercised the power of rules.

"Come on!"

The number of sheets burst out and spit out a word again, which is just the opposite of the word just now.

The air surged violently again. Suddenly, Zhang Shu stabbed out with a sword. Contrary to the slowness just now, his speed was fast to the extreme in an instant.

"Heavenly eye."

Lin Mu's naked eyes and spirits couldn't catch Zhang Shu's sword because it was too fast.

Fortunately, he has a heavenly eye.

As soon as Tianyan opened, Zhang Shu's sword was ten times slower in his eyes. Although it was still surprisingly fast, it was still within his reaction range.

But that's not enough.

Even if he could react, he could not resist the power of this sword.

"Back!"

At this time, time does not allow him to take more measures for the time being, so he can only go back temporarily.

"Now I want to escape? It's late! "

The number of sheets is chasing and killing rapidly.

However, what surprised him was that although he could keep running away from Lin Mu, it was strange that every sword could not stab Lin Mu.

"How is that possible?"

A feeling of fear, without origin, emerged in Zhang Shu's heart.

The rules he mastered are the rules of the wind. He has two attributes of "slow" and "fast". In the "fast" state, his attack speed has exceeded the speed of sound and kilometers in a blink. How can Lin Mu avoid his attack?

Inexplicably, he felt that Lin Mu seemed to have the ability to predict his attack direction in advance.

Below, those Xia League disciples who have been deprived of their true meaning by Lin Mu but have not lost their true meaning stare at the sky one by one.

They don't know why the true meaning suddenly disappeared, but they know that it must be Lin Mu's hands and feet. Their hatred for Lin Mu has reached a different level.

"This little beast bullied us. When he met a real expert like senior brother, he didn't run away in vain."

"Why didn't senior brother kill him?"

"That's the elder martial brother teasing him. Killing a person is far less painful than keeping a person on the verge of death. Elder martial brother, this is the essence of torture."

None of the disciples of Xia league can think of the horror in Zhang Shu's heart at this time.

After all, Zhang Shu is a seven level human border master, and Lin Mu's breakthrough is still just a physical border warrior. The two sides are not at the same level at all.

No one will think that Lin Mu can stop the number of sheets, let alone pose a threat to the number of sheets.