Super Monk

A car sped away on the dark road. Zhao Fugui didn't bring anyone here this time. It's a burden to bring anyone here. Maybe one of them will be killed by the sword king family, so Zhao Fugui came alone.

"Boss, are you in such a hurry to visit relatives or friends? Or about a meeting with a netizen, so anxious! " The taxi driver said nothing. Originally, the taxi driver was waiting for passengers outside the airport. After Zhao Fugui got on, he had to go to a place more than 100 kilometers away from the airport. He certainly didn't want to go in the middle of the night, but before he refused, he threw over a pile of RMB.

A thick pile of RMB at least several thousand, taxi drivers immediately elated, did not hesitate to drive away. When the driver saw that Zhao Fugui was young, he thought that he was the second generation of rich family, and he secretly went out to play.

"If I don't visit relatives or friends, I'm going to kill people!" Zhao Fugui said lightly.

"Well, the boss likes to joke!" The taxi driver was shocked and shrunk his neck. His eyes began to waver. He secretly suspected that he had pulled a guy who wanted to rob a car and kill people.

"Interesting, the sword king family is so confident!" At the moment when the taxi driver was distracted, Zhao Fugui said to himself with a flash in his eyes.

"What did you say, boss?" The taxi driver looked at Zhao Fugui from the rearview mirror for some reason, and asked strangely, he didn't understand what Zhao Fugui was saying. At this moment, a fierce sword light tore up the darkness and chopped the taxi from the front of the road.

"Hum!" A streamer passed by, and the front of the rough car was cut like tofu. Jianguang, with a violent and bloodthirsty intention, rolled directly to the driver of the rough car. At the same time, he swept to Zhao Fugui, trying to cut off the driver and the car.

With a cold smile on his face, Zhao Fugui grabbed the driver of the rough car and hit the top of the car with a bang. The sword light flashed at the same time and cut the rough car in half. A huge flame came out of the rough car, and then the whole car exploded.

"Run for your life!" Zhao Fugui took the driver out of the rough car to the ground and threw the taxi driver behind him. The driver, who was more than 100 kg, flew out of the rough car for tens of meters and sat down on the ground. Then he was shocked. He didn't care about the explosion of the taxi and ran away quickly.

"Zhao Fugui?" In the dark, a man with a sword and a cold face came out slowly, looking at Zhao Fugui contemptuously and asked coldly.

"It's me. Who are you?" Zhao Fugui looked at the man and asked faintly.

"Why should a dead man ask so many questions? Do you want to sue me in front of the palace of hell?" It's the sword demon that comes here. The sword demon says with disdain.

"I just don't want to kill a nobody, but since you don't want to say that, it doesn't matter. A corpse with a name and a corpse without a name are no different to me!" Zhao Fugui shook his head and said.

"Nobody? What a big breath, a group of Zhongzhou woodlouse regards you as the first genius of China, do you think you are really the first genius of China? With my sword demon, you are the first genius of China The sword demon said arrogantly that he was the descendant of the sword king and the strong man of the great master. He also stepped into the realm of the great master two years ago, so he naturally had the capital to be proud of himself.

"Sword demon? You deserve it, too? " Zhao Fugui sneered scornfully. He didn't want to talk with the family of the sword king, so he walked to the sword devil.

Zhao Fugui's speed seems to be very slow, but it's just a visual illusion. Almost half a breath, he appears in front of the sword demon.

"To die!" The sword devil roared, and the sword followed his heart. The Longquan sword on his back gave a light roar, which immediately took a piece of shining wood and cut it to Zhao Fugui. The sword devil is the most powerful sword move. It brings a blood shadow in the sword. Ghosts cry and wolves howl in the blood shadow. It seems that a sea of blood is raised when the sword is scattered.

"Bloody butcher!" He killed at least one person every month just to practice xuefutu. Xuefutu was the sword decision that Baiyu, the king of sword, got by chance in his early years. After he got it, he felt that the sword move was too evil to practice Kendo to the extreme, so he abandoned it. Later, he took the illegitimate son of Jianmo back to Bai's family and didn't want to pass on the true Kendo of his sword king family, so he gave it up After killing him, Bai Yu didn't expect that the sword demon could prove the great master's realm with this.

The bloody butcher turned into a sea of blood and rolled it to Zhao Fugui. The sword demon showed a ferocious smile on his face. More than a year ago, in order to test his sword, the sword demon sneaked into a Zhenwu family with the tacit consent of Bai Yu, and killed 76 people in the Zhenwu family overnight, including a famous great master yichongtian.

The sword devil has absolute confidence in his own sword. His sword can kill the powerful martial arts masters.

All over the sky, blood shadow rolled to Zhao Fugui. Zhao Fugui's face was expressionless and his body didn't stop at all. He slowly reached out and grabbed the sword directly.

"If you want to die, you dare to take the sword with your hand. Even if the great master of horizontal training dares to do so, I will cut off his arm. This boy really wants to die!" The sword demon was not surprised to see that Zhao Fugui had gone to grasp the sword with his bare hands. On the contrary, his eyes showed a look of ecstasy, and his heart flashed with pride.But at the next moment, the sword demon was completely stunned. He saw Zhao Fugui's hand directly grasp the blood shadow of the sword, forcefully grasp the blood shadow, pinch and explode the sword, with a pale golden palm, without any damage. In the blink of an eye, he grasped the essence of the blood shadow of the sword, Longquan sword.

"Hum!" The sword of Longquan whines, and Zhao Fugui grabs it in a moment. Then Zhao Fugui's arm goes directly into the sword devil's chest, and the bloody shadow of the sword is scattered. Zhao Fugui slowly retracts his arm, and his palm still holds a beating heart.

"No way, I don't know how to lose!" The sword demon watched Zhao Fugui grab his heart from his chest and murmured in disbelief.

"It's a pity that it's a Longquan sword!" Zhao Fugui crushed the sword devil's heart without looking at him at all. His figure flashed into a light golden streamer and flashed into the dark.

The sword demon turns around with all his strength and reaches out his hand as if to catch Zhao Fugui. But in the end, his body falls to the ground powerlessly and gradually loses his voice. A little bit of gold flashes and his head disappears silently.

Zhao Fugui's figure does not stop. He sweeps to Jianwang villa at a very fast speed. After dawn, Jianwang family wants to hold a century wedding of Zhenwu circle. Zhao Fugui will give them a gift that will make Zhenwu circle unforgettable forever.