Super Martial God

Seal and hide throwing knives for several months. It's just an amazing knife.

However, for others, even high-level martial arts masters, such a knife can be fatal.

But it's not enough for Zhou Fushen.

Zhou Fuchen used to be said to be a top martial artist, but the attack on Xu canglie just now has leaked his breath and exposed his real strength.

He is a great martial artist.

Even Xu canglie, a great martial arts master, was badly hurt by his sneak attack. Even if Lin Mu's throwing knife is strong, it can't be killed.

But this does not mean that the forest and animal husbandry have no way.

Under the oppression of endless grief and killing intention, he thought of a crazy idea.

Integrate the meaning of divine sword and the mark of Kendo with the artistic conception of Throwing Knife.

There is no doubt that this is a completely crazy idea.

The scar of Kendo is the power left when his spirit resonates with the avenue.

Generally speaking, after an exhibition, it will disperse and return to the avenue of heaven and earth.

Once successful, the power of this silk road will remain in him forever.

This is stealing the sky.

It would never be successful at ordinary times, and Lin Mu wouldn't think about it.

But at this moment, Lin Mu has no impossible concept in his mind. He only has one idea, that is to kill Zhou Fuchen.

In any case, no matter what means, at any cost, Zhou Fushen must die.

Buzz! Buzz!

At first, the flying sword and the sword of God trembled, had no rules, and were very chaotic.

Fusion!

Fusion!

Hatred, grief and anger can sometimes make people pure.

It's just that it's not difficult to integrate the two kinds of thoughts. It's just that I don't think about it at all.

Because only in this way can we kill Zhou Fuchen.

Didi, Didi!

The air and dust all around trembled, as if dancing.

The idea of divine sword and the artistic conception of Throwing Knife began to merge.

This fusion is not just the fusion of artistic conception.

Lin Mu's anger, hatred and endless killing opportunities were all suppressed and integrated into the throwing knife.

Bang bang!

His heart is beating violently.

It's not easy to integrate the two peerless forces.

They began to tremble violently and seemed to struggle out of the control of forest and animal husbandry.

At this time, emotions such as anger, hatred and killing become cages and lock them up.

Then use the spirit, with the flesh, with the blood, with his life to suppress crazily.

At the same time, his footsteps were running wildly.

Suddenly, he entered a mysterious and mysterious state.

The wind whirring in my ears seemed to disappear.

All the noise and all the scenery disappeared from his world.

In his vision, only Zhou Fushen.

Still!

Rest to the limit.

In this wonderful state, the original impossible fusion of the sword of God was pressed into the Throwing Knife by his anger, killed by him, hated by him.

The ancients said, "man will conquer heaven!"

The meaning of God's sword is given by the way of heaven and earth. To some extent, it is heaven.

But human potential is also unlimited, because people have soul and soul.

As the ancient sage Tang shisan said, "the mind and the starry sky are the two most vast beings in the world."

If heaven is the highest existence in the world, then the human mind is the most likely thing to match or even surpass it.

Boom!

Lin Mu's mind is like an invisible hand at this time.

Grasp the most sacred sword idea into the throwing knife.

Suddenly

Lin Mu felt his consciousness tremble, and then seemed to slowly enter another magical world like running water.

This is a world without picture and sound.

Wind, talking, breathing, insect crawling

There was no sound. There was a dead silence.

The breath of silence fills the world.

But in this silence, there is a vitality.

It's like returning to the source of heaven and earth, the incredible chaos.

What's more strange is that in this magical world, he can feel the existence of endless things.

If you can't hear or see, you can feel it.

He could feel the ants on the ground, the airflow in the sky, the dust in the void, the dew on the grass leaves, and even the smallest microorganisms.

Bang, bang, Bang

Suddenly, the world jumped.

He seemed to hear the sound of his heart.

A kind of insight rushed into his heart.

This is the world of throwing knives.

Just now, his spirit and Throwing Knife merged into one.

To be exact, it is the artistic conception of Throwing Knife.

The artistic conception of throwing knife is obviously different from that before.

The artistic conception of throwing knife is like a miniature world.

This is the reason why the sword of God is integrated into it.

No, now God's sword is no longer God's sword, but Lin Mu's flying sword.

It's not over.

This miniature world is still getting smaller and compressed.

As if in an instant, and as if in ten thousand years, the miniature world of flying knife was infinitely reduced, and finally became a pole.

Buzz!

Then Lin Mu's consciousness jumped out of the throwing knife.

Although his consciousness jumped out, he felt that the throwing knife had become a part of his divine soul.

Throwing knife pole!

His artistic conception of Throwing Knife jumped over many steps in an instant and reached a new level.

Lin Mu has a faint premonition. This level is a bit similar to a product of mystery.

Now, the throwing knife pole is not the pole.

There is also an extremely subtle field in that area.

It's just that this field is too small to feel, just like a point.

Even so, this is an incredible realm.

This realm is even beyond the description of all books read by the forest and Animal Husbandry Institute.

Buzz!

When he looked at Zhou again, his eyes were no longer afraid, only absolutely cold.

Nearly three miles away, Zhou Fushen, who had fled to the edge of the college wall, suddenly felt cold.

After Yu Guang caught it, he found that Lin Mu, who was despised by him, brought him this terrible feeling.

"How possible!"

Zhou Fuchen was surprised.

He is a great martial artist. Lin Mu is still just a martial artist. There are two big realms missing. How can Lin Mu pose a threat to him.

But the surprise just flashed away.

Soon, glancing at the wall in front of him, disdain appeared on his face.

Let alone Lin Mu, even Xu canglie can't take him now.

With just one jump, he can jump up the fence and into the area where the Crusade alliance is located.

"Lin Mu, do you hate me very much?"

Immediately he looked at Lin Mu and sneered, "yes, I know. You hate me very much."

"In the college, I was suppressed many times, and even the strange fire was almost taken away. Now I have successfully plotted against Xu canglie, who has great kindness to you. It's natural for you to hate me."

"But I'm waiting for you. If I can, I'll come to me for revenge. See if I killed you first or you killed me first."

While he was talking, he jumped and went up the wall.

"Hahaha, Lin Mu, Lin Mu, you are a waste."

"No matter how talented you are, you can only watch your benefactor be killed again and again."

"First the old man of the Lin family, then the old star monster. Now it's Xu Pifu's turn. More people will die because of you. Wait."