The Supreme Sword of Martial Arts

"What the hell is this knife?!"

"Just a knife, why do I have the urge to kneel and worship?!"

"More than kneeling, I actually have a feeling that my soul is about to be sucked out and torn into pieces on the spot!!"

"how can that be?!!"

All the spectators fell into the madness they had never seen before. Looking at Ling Chen who was standing with a knife, it was as if they saw a god and demon that shattered the heavens and the earth, finally showing his strongest edge.

In contrast, the impact of the twelve masters such as Zhu Ignore and Tian Jueseng was a hundred times more severe than them!

"You still have such a hole card yet to be played?!"

Zhu, who was only two feet away from Ling Chen, ignored him, his face was flushed with blood in an instant, his eyes suddenly became round, bloodshot flashed inside, and the muscles on his face twitched violently, and he looked hideous ghost.

He obviously never dreamed that such a change would happen at the last moment of the victory!

From that dark knife, he actually felt the fear of death!

This made him completely unacceptable! !

Not only him, but the faces of the eleven masters, including Tian Jueseng, Gong Ziyu, Xiaoyaohou, Gong Jiu, Yuan Suiyun, etc., also changed wildly in an instant... Even if they exist, they simply cannot bear this huge gap. !

Control everything in the last moment!

In the next instant, it seemed to be a lamb to be slaughtered under the knife! !

Yes! !

At this moment, they have the feeling that they have become lambs to be slaughtered! !

This feeling is absurd, but it is so real that it emerges from the heart, so that these twelve great masters could not suppress the fear in their hearts, and roared: "This knife is inhuman!!"

"Kill him, or all of us will die!!"

"Let's do it together!!!"

"Ahhhhh!!".

Text Chapter 4 The hole cards are frequent!All eyes are on! 【[-]】

Just as Zhu ignored all his cards and took Tian Jueseng and the others to kill Ling Chen, an army of menacingly appeared on the southern official road of Weihaiwei in the distance.

The number of this army is no less than [-], and every soldier exudes a brave and evil spirit.

There was no confusion between the walks of the army.

Obviously, this is not a mob, but an elite.

And in the hands of these soldiers, everyone holds firearms, and there are vehicles with artillery in the rear army. The black muzzle exudes a terrifying breath.

The person at the head is the close disciple of the Shaolin Temple Tian Jue Monk, the Merry Scholar - Yang Suguan!

He is also the son of Yang Yuan, a great scholar of the dynasty!

After the battle of the first auxiliary, Han Kuang came to power, Yang Yuan was almost completely overthrown, and he completely lost his right to speak in the court, but he was also a smart man, not only obediently accepting his fate, but also actively cooperated with Han Kuang to purge the court and rectify Official governance.

Under such circumstances, Han Kuang couldn't find a reason to do anything to him for the time being... But Ling Chen obviously didn't care about this kind of thing.

Therefore, this great scholar of the dynasty also followed the emperor to the coast of the East China Sea to participate in the ceremony of conferring the king that Zhu ignored.

Unexpectedly, his son Yang Suguan appeared here.

Also with an elite army.

"The background of the God of Iron Courage is really shocking. After so many years of management, the world only knows that Hulong Villa is loyal to the country and the God of Iron Courage is selfless, but they never think of it..."

"He secretly raised an army of elite dead soldiers!"

"This time at the King Sealing Ceremony, that sword demon Lingchen and his [World Sealing Knife] have no chance of winning at all - they will be completely eradicated, only in an instant!"

"Pity……"

Yang Suguan rode on horseback, and there was no sign of nervousness or apprehension on his handsome face.

Even at this time, he had already seen a great disturbance in the densely packed crowd in front of him from a distance, and he heard bursts of exclamations in his ears.

"The Marquis of God and the master have finally started!"

With this thought in his mind, Yang Suguan's mouth even grinned slightly, showing a charming smile.

It was just this smile that solidified on his face in the next instant.

Because in front of the army, a figure blocked the way.

"My lord has an order. Today, even if it is a fly, it will never cross this world!"

Jiang Yuyan, who was holding the odd sword (knife) of retention, stood pretty, with an undisguised coldness and murderousness on her enchanting face, her eyes were sharp like a knife, and locked on Yang Suguan's body.

As the only closed disciple of Tian Jue Monk, although Yang Suguan is young and rarely shoots, he undoubtedly has a world-shattering cultivation base.

He even believed that in the younger generation, except for Lingchen, the sword demon, no one could beat him.

However, at this moment, when he felt Jiang Yuyan's gaze, he felt a biting chill in his heart, so that his hands subconsciously shook and stopped the horse's advance.

His face was instantly gloomy like water: "Knife Demon Lingchen, actually arranged for someone to wait here?!"

He is an extremely intelligent person, and he naturally knows what this scene means.