Super Monk

"Arrogant, you have only learned a few sword techniques. Even if the sword technique is exquisite, you are not qualified to defeat me with Kendo! Today, I will cut off your head, let the Blood Sword draw out your soul and become a ghost slave under the sword Matsumoto Musashi sneered, sword light suddenly flash, blood red sword light immediately to Zhao Fugui volume.

Matsumoto Musashi's sword stabbed out, and a blood light appeared with the long sword, but there was no sword and Qi strength on the long sword. Matsumoto Musashi's Qi strength and sword strength were all condensed in the sword, and the sword had been integrated with the blood drinking sword.

Zhao Fugui's face is dignified, and his fist blows out again. It's just like the real dark gold fist power, which blows to Matsumoto Musashi's blood red sword in an instant.

"Hum!" The blood red sword cuts on Zhao Fugui's dark golden fist strength, and suddenly there is a sound of metal friction. The dark golden fist strength suddenly turns dark, and then it makes an unbearable sound. It is cut open by the blood drinking sword. Although Zhao Fugui's Daoli is strong, it's nothing to say that he can break a mountain and break a stone. But when he encounters the blood drinking sword, which is a magic weapon, and Matsumoto Musashi's sword, Zhao Fugui's boxing strength is hard to resist.

Matsumoto Musashi cuts off Zhao Fugui's fist strength with one sword, and then a sneer appears on his face. With one roll of sword light, Matsumoto Musashi directly rolls Zhao Fugui in. In a short moment, Matsumoto Musashi stabs 16 swords, and the sword stabs Zhao Fugui's vital point.

Zhao Fugui's whole body protection power kept on making the sound of "Puyi Puyi", which was the sound of being pierced by the blood drinking sword.

Zhao Fugui said softly, his muscles suddenly collapsed, and his muscles suddenly turned into dark gold. In an instant, the sound of dense metal collision rang out, which was all the sound of Matsumoto Musashi's sword stabbing Zhao Fugui. Facing the fierce and incomparable sixteen swords, Zhao Fugui did not dodge and directly shot out.

Zhao Fugui can resist Matsumoto Musashi's sword. Does Matsumoto Musashi have the courage to resist Zhao Fugui's fist?

"Boom!" Zhao Fugui blows out, and the air is pierced in the void. Matsumoto Musashi only felt a fierce sinking on his body, and had a feeling that it was difficult to move. This is that Zhao Fugui's boxing intention has locked Matsumoto Musashi. When the strong fight, the fist will be locked, which makes it difficult for the enemy to move and escape.

The speed of Zhao Fugui's fist is too fast, and the intention of the fist is locked. Even if the master's triple heaven peak or the strong one of the great master's triple heaven, I'm afraid he will be smashed by one blow and captured. But Matsumoto Musashi is worthy of Fusang's first sword, and he has a famous weapon and evil blade in his hand, so he won't be caught.

As soon as Matsumoto Musashi's face coagulates, his blood sword shakes instantly, and withering blood flowers suddenly appear. Each blood flower is a delicate sword, which blooms and withers one after another. Finally, these blood flowers that make up the delicate sword come together to form the only sword, which is cut on Zhao Fugui's fist.

"Boom!" There was a dull explosion. It was like a thunder in the sky. It was about to make a loud noise, but it was wrapped in thick clouds. It could only make a terrible dull noise in the clouds.

The blood drinking sword slashes Zhao Fugui's fist. The bodies of Zhao Fugui and Matsumoto Musashi sink down at the same time. The concrete ground around their feet sinks fiercely, forming a big pit with a diameter of more than one meter. The concrete ground in the big pit bursts out dense cracks like cobwebs, and the hard concrete breaks into pieces like sand Piece by piece.

The sword in Matsumoto Musashi's hand cuts off Zhao Fugui's power to protect his body and cuts on Zhao Fugui's fist. The blood drinking sword cuts deep into Zhao Fugui's fist, almost an inch deep. But there is no blood flowing out of Zhao Fugui's fist. All the blood that Zhao Fugui is about to flow out is absorbed by the blood drinking sword.

Although Matsumoto Musashi hurt Zhao Fugui, his face was suddenly gloomy. He didn't expect that Zhao Fugui could block the sword, and he only suffered such a little injury. Moreover, the sword of drinking blood kills when it sees blood. As long as the sword of drinking blood tears a wound on the enemy, even if the wound is small and almost invisible to the naked eye, the evil spirits in the sword of drinking blood will immediately invade along with the blood of the enemy. Even the strong with strong mind will be tortured by the sword of drinking blood, but Zhao Fugui seems to have nothing to do with it.

"I can easily kill master Henglian with this sword. Unexpectedly, I can't kill you!" Matsumoto Musashi said solemnly, "I didn't expect that you are not only a great master of boxing, but also a great master of horizontal training. No wonder you are so confident. No wonder you are called the first genius of China!"

On Matsumoto Musashi's blood drinking sword, a force full of evil stands up Zhao Fugui's wound, and instantly wants to invade his body. But at this time, Zhao Fugui's Daoli automatically responds, and Daoli is the nemesis of evil forces. Daoli in Zhao Fugui's body Instantly Purifies the evil power that invades his body, and then wants to enter the blood drinking sword directly along Zhao Fugui's wound.

Drinking blood sword seems to see the killer. It shakes violently and breaks away from Zhao Fugui's palm. Together with Matsumoto Musashi, it looks at Zhao Fugui in disbelief. Drinking blood sword does not return when it sees blood. This is the first time today.

"I didn't expect that your strength is so strong. Your strength is not only equivalent to the great master's two great days, but also very close to the peak of the great master's two great days. If you can live ten more years, I'm afraid that it's very possible for you to prove the great master's three great days and achieve the great master's prestige!" Zhao Fugui said in a deep voice, "it's a pity you're dead today!""Zhao Fugui, you are so arrogant. I have learned your supreme boxing. Jingshen fist really deserves its reputation. It's said that your boxing originated from Hongmen little Saint Luo zhantian. But how can Luo zhantian's strength compare with you? His strength doesn't deserve your shoes! But your kungfu is only here. Although you are still a great master, if I don't have a bloody sword in my hand, I'm afraid I can't kill you. But now I have a magic weapon in my hand, plus my supreme Kendo, you can become the soul of my sword! "

"Today, I'll kill you, the first genius of China, and break the fortune of your Zhenwu circle in the next 50 years. As soon as you die, ye Tiannan will fade away. In less than 30 years, I will be able to surpass you in the circle of Chinese real martial arts. At that time, you in the circle of Chinese real martial arts will have to bow down and bow down, and dare not disrespect us in the circle of Chinese real martial arts! " Matsumoto Musashi roared and yelled, "Zhao Fugui, you take my sword again!"

Matsumoto Musashi's sword light rose again, forming an unprecedented powerful sword.