The Supreme Sword of Martial Arts

"The prestige of Shaolin Temple is gone!"

When the words fell, Zen Master Dabei had already let go of his left hand, his hands were folded together, and he fell off the cliff in the air. After more than ten feet, he started his light work again, and flew over the cliff and went down the mountain.

The other monks of the Shaolin Temple and the masters of various factions in the rivers and lakes followed closely, and everyone's face was gloomy and desperate.

As Zen Master Dabei said, this is the greatest humiliation in the martial arts of the Central Plains for thousands of years, and they—

This is the person involved in this shame!

How sad is this? ! .

Main text Chapter 4: Peak Gathering!The era of swordsmen has officially arrived! 【[-]】

Shenwu Peak.

Seeing Ling Chen come up with the knife again, Cao Zhengchun and the others were horrified. The knife that killed Xue Xiaoren just now felt fear in all of them.

But then, this fear turned into a raging anger, and all of them were burning with excitement, and their eyes were so wide that they seemed to burst out——

This is blatant humiliation! !

"After cutting out that knife, can you still swing the knife?!"

"Strong outsiders, cadres in the middle, and exhausted by oil, still want to kill us all? Do you really think that we are all turkeys, vulnerable to a single blow?!"

"It's too much to deceive people, if I retreat this time, I'll just kill myself!!"

Everyone saw the pale color on Ling Chen's face, so everyone understood that the one slash in all directions just now must have been his strongest strike, but because of this, everyone became more and more angry. Angry nearly "four five three" almost crazy.

That's all, how dare you carry a knife? !

It's as if they were all papery! !

Thinking like this, Cao Zhengchun, Yu Huatian, Huo Xiu, Jin Jiuling, Gong Ziyu, and the nineteen second-level congenital masters who had just returned home, their auras soared again, causing the air to burst again, layer upon layer toward Ling Chen. Rolled over.

This time, everyone did not want to urge their true qi, vowing to dismember Lingchen chaosblade and let him die without a burial place!

Such a terrifying momentum was actually no different from the previous one, but this time, when the aura of the masters gathered together, they clearly saw that Ling Chen's body trembled imperceptibly!

This made everyone feel confident... This person's infuriating energy has really been depleted!

"Lord Ling?!"

On the other side, among the hundreds of swordsmen who were born with the Qingyi Building and Ghost Villa, Fu Hongxue and Xiao Shiyilang also noticed this, and hurriedly pointed their toes and swept to Ling Chen's side. .

By this time, they had already participated in the battle, and they were completely bound together with Jin Yiwei and Ling Chen.

It's impossible to stay out of it any longer.

Therefore, the two swordsmen stood by Ling Chen's side without any hesitation. At the same time, the other swordsmen, Li Gexiao, Shendaohua and other swordsmen, also made frequent killing moves. .

Seeing this scene, Cao Zhengchun laughed in anger: "The Governor has to admit that your means are unexpected everywhere, and Zhu Ignore and Hulong Villa were easily used by you, these two swordsmen recruited from the rivers and lakes, He is also a master of the sword..."

"But if that's the case, today, you are still in this mortal game!"

Before he finished speaking, the five masters who revitalized the spirit and the nineteen innate second-level masters had already shot at the same time again.

Most of them rushed towards Ling Chen like wind and electricity, but there were only two figures, but they were killing Fu Hongxue and Xiao Shiyilang!

On Gong Ziyu's bronze mask, there was a gleam of azure light: "A mere knives practicing knives, lucky to have a little reputation in the arena, I really thought that participating in the world's sword sealing, what kind of honor is not achieved?!"

It wasn't fate, the target he chose was Fu Hongxue!

At the same time, Jin Jiuling's embroidery needle was so fast that it could not be seen by the naked eye. I've caught you, since you're courting death yourself, no wonder I!"

At this moment, facing the siege of many masters again, Ling Chen, who seemed to have run out of fuel, just said a few words in a wild and arrogant manner.

"You don't know anything about Dao of the Blade."

"Who told you that Ling is only one person here today?"

As soon as the first sentence sounded, Fu Hongxue and Xiao Shiyilang waved their knives at the same time.

In the next instant, the blood knife in Fu Hongxue's hand truly let the world see how terrifying the power would be when the speed of drawing the knife was indescribable!

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In the next instant, the blood knife in Fu Hongxue's hand truly let the world see how terrifying the power would be when the speed of drawing the knife was indescribable!

And Xiao Shiyilang also told the world with his embroidered spring knife that Xiao Shiyilang, who has a knife in his hand, and Xiao Shiyilang, who does not have a knife, are completely two completely different beings!

Clang——

Clang——

The two blade sounds resounded through Shenwu Peak at the same time, and the two blade lights also cut through the sky at the same time. The only difference was that one of the dark blade lights was fleeting and extremely fast, while the other bright blade lights were dazzling and dazzling. , Gorgeous indescribable!

The former is dark because of the accumulation of endless blood!

The reason why the latter is sharp is because it is the first time it is shown in front of the world, and of course it must be amazing!

"What a fast knife!!"

"What a powerful knife!!"

When there was no time to let go, Young Master Yu and Jin Jiuling exclaimed at the same time, all the hairs on their bodies stood up frantically, and a sudden fear of life and death made these two masters put away their contempt at the same time. . .

The former's sword light soared and ripped apart the void, while the latter's embroidery needles were light and heavy, and dozens or hundreds of needles shot out, but it turned out to be like nearly a hundred mountains, crashing into Xiao Shiyilang's body in the air. Knife light.