The Supreme Sword of Martial Arts

Ma Jinliang, the head of the big stall in the West Factory, die!

Chapter 2 How can the knife fall without drinking all the blood? ! 【1】-->>(Page 2/[-]), please click the next page to continue reading.

Ma Jinliang, the head of the big stall in the West Factory, die!

The world's number one killer, Zhongyuan, is a little red, die!

In addition, the other dozen or so masters of the second level of congenital nature all trembled, their faces turned pale, and they retreated again and again.

However, Cao Zhengchun and several others were not injured.

However, when they stabilized their bodies and saw the sword energy dissipate, they were about to shoot again, but their expressions suddenly changed drastically, and they looked at the six (bbeh) people in disbelief—

Xue Xiaoren! !

At this moment, Xue Xiaoren's plump face turned blood red, with blue veins throbbing wildly, and the muscles at the corners of his eyes and mouth kept shaking: "So...the target of this knife...is me... …”

The hoarse voice came out of his mouth with extreme difficulty. At this moment, Xue Xiaoren was no longer in high spirits. Looking at Ling Chen's eyes, there was a deep sense of despair and regret.

He finally realized that he shouldn't be here!

Ling Chen's sword annihilated all directions. From the moment when the sword was released, he had no intention of attacking the combined strike of more than [-] masters at the same time, so that terrifying and unparalleled edge was just a cover to hide from the public's eyes and ears!

As Xue Xiaoren himself said, the target of this knife is him!

And he didn't notice!

You can only drink hate! !

However, at the last moment of his life, the second owner of Xuejiazhuang obviously could not accept his imminent death. He stared at Ling Chen with all his might, and shouted loudly:

"What the hell is your cultivation base?!"

There is no doubt that if he can't figure out this question, he will die!

The same was true for Cao Zhengchun and the others, so at this moment, even though they were all confused, they still looked at Ling Chen subconsciously... This time, Ling Chen did not disappoint them.

"Double Innate."

When these four words spread throughout the audience, everyone including Cao Zhengchun screamed like crazy.

"This is impossible!!"

"Your motherfucker's flower of sword energy has shot more than a hundred shots, and there are only three grand masters of the Innate Realm Great Perfection!!"

"Controlling six handles at the same time, using six blade techniques at the same time, and killing so many of us, how could you be the second-level innate cultivation base?!!"

No one can accept this answer.

Because no one is willing to admit that the innate masters alone dispatched more than [-] people to kill them, and they will be killed by a mere innate second-level swordsman, with blood flowing into rivers and heavy casualties!

This made all of them a complete joke! !

Yet this is the truth.

And Ling Chen was obviously not interested in explaining to them that the supreme blade body was powerful and terrifying.

When his voice fell, he stepped forward again, and continued to carry the knife towards Cao Zhengchun and the others.

"You lunatic!"

Cao Zhengchun was completely mad.

At this moment, he could clearly see that with the slashing out of the ten directions, Ling Chen's face finally turned pale. It was obvious that this person's internal strength was finally unsustainable!

But the bloody knife in his hand still didn't fall, instead it was raised again!

What kind of madness is this? ?

How terrible! ! .

The 3th chapter of the main text is the biggest shame in the martial arts of the Central Plains in a thousand years! 【[-]】

"Innate Double Layer!"

When many martial arts masters under the cliff heard this voice, almost without exception, they were all stunned.

Just now, they saw with their own eyes a corpse falling down a cliff like a torrential rain, too numerous to count, which made them imagine the hell scene at the peak even if they didn't reach the peak.

At this moment, the bursts of exclamations on the top of the peak made them understand that the culprit behind this bloody slaughter was only the innate-two-level cultivation base!

There is nothing that makes them feel _ more nonsense than this! !

This makes many masters on the rivers and lakes, how can they feel? !

Even if the Shaolin monks were extremely strong in their xinxing, they couldn't help but turn pale at the moment.

The last time they were in the Shaolin Temple, they waited for the news that Fang Zheng, Fang Sheng and Lu Zhu had been killed, but this time, they were dispatched to the temple, but they were blocked by Zhu ignoring them. Killing Ling Chen is useless.

For the Buddhists like them, this is no different from killing oneself!

Sinful!

Full of blood!

"Amitabha--"

For a time, many eminent monks of Shaolin Temple hanging on the cliffs sang the Buddha's name in unison, not only for the endless transcendence of dead souls, but also for their own sins.