The Supreme Sword of Martial Arts

The [-] sword lights are still sharp and sharp, but they are obviously different from before—

In the bright snow, the looming smear of blood red, the bright red blood red against the surrounding world, like a jumping elf in a knife, has an incredible and despairing spirituality, guiding the knife light, and the incomparably precise strokes. Open the throats of Tuyuhun soldiers!

The internal force and strength contained in each knife are accurate enough to cut the throat, let the blood rush, not die on the spot, but there is no possibility of life!

Never use a single bit of strength, and never consume a single bit of inner strength!

At this moment, in the eyes of Li Shimin and others, the two thousand black-clothed sword guards and two thousand embroidered spring knives are like the most terrifying murder weapon in the world. As soon as they make a move, they recklessly harvest the leaves with the sturdy gesture of the autumn wind sweeping the leaves. The lives of Tuyuhun soldiers!

God is pitiful, when they shot, these soldiers didn't even react at all, and they fell into panic because of the appearance of the Tubo army outside!

Including Prince Tuyuhun and Fu Qian!

"This……"

Fu Qian was immediately stunned.

When he came to his senses, the sharp edges of the two thousand embroidered spring knives had already unsheathed and pierced the air, slashing into the formation of the five thousand Tuyuhun army in an unstoppable and unavoidable manner.

He didn't even have time to remind him!

"It's the first time Pei has seen anyone who dares to threaten [World Sealing Sabre]—¨"—"

"Pick me up and try it first!!"

In the unprecedented horror, a loud shout was already sounding above his head, and he saw Pei Lun holding a Nuo sword, the Buddha's heart and demonic nature flashed in the sky, and the sword slashed out like the collapse of the Buddha's kingdom and the explosion of hell, as if to take his soul on the spot. Pulled out, and then chopped into pieces.

At this moment, the space seemed to be distorted faintly. With the two completely different sword intents, they danced wildly from the A Nuo sword, making the place where the sword light passed and Fu Qian's position, as if from here One side of the world is torn apart!

He had to face the terrible consequences of the collapse of the Buddhist kingdom and the explosion of hell alone!

"Could it be that the people behind this sword gate have such terrifying sword skills?! How is this possible?!!"

Fu Qian's complexion changed wildly, and his eyes could not contain a flicker of horror, but although he was not confused, in the flash of lightning, his inner qi was surging wildly, erupting like a volcano, and he had to use his own absolute power. Strong strength, forcibly break the blockade of A Nuo Dao's sword intent!

However, at this moment, in the collapsed Buddhist kingdom and the blasted hell, a faint blood-red color appeared faintly, jumping out of the Anuo sword like a elf——

Just looking at it, Fu Qian's expression suddenly solidified, and his movements suddenly stopped.

The response was inexplicably slow for a moment!

If you are a master, you will be life and death in an instant! !

"His!!!"

He heard a piercing tearing sound. The next moment, under the unbelievable gazes of Li Shimin and others, the Tuyuhun prince Fuqian seemed to be watching Pei Lun's knife cut through his own body. No response! !

His eyes suddenly widened, and there was an indescribable shock and fear in them.

"How can you be a master swordsman?!!"

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"How can you be a master swordsman?!!"

As soon as the roar came out, his body exploded on the spot, black and golden sword energy danced wildly, and even his soul was torn into pieces on the spot.

Seeing this scene, Li Shimin and others went crazy! !

They clearly knew that the sudden appearance of the Tuyuhun prince Fuqian was not a second- or third-rate scoundrel. His reputation was even spread in the Central Plains, and he was hailed as being qualified to compete with the three major martial arts in the future. The top figure of the master!

In other words, this Fu Qian is the top expert in the arena! !

But he actually... didn't even catch a knife? !

This is simply incredible! !

And this swordsman named Pei Lun is so strong after he actually uses his sword?Listening to Fuqian's roar before he died, he actually seemed to be a master swordsman? ! !

"This is impossible!!"

Li Shimin and others couldn't accept this scene at all. They looked at Li Shentong subconsciously, but saw that the face of the first master of the Li clan was also pale.

In today's world, there are three great masters on the rivers and lakes.

Scattered real Ning Dodge.

Master Yijian of Goryeo gathers forests.

Turkic Wuzun Bi Xuan.

These three masters have been famous for many years, and they are the top existences in the arena. Although Li Shentong is known as the first master of the Li clan, he believes that there is an insurmountable gap between him and the three masters, and he is in the sword palace, I have carefully observed Pei Lun's strength...

So he was very sure that Pei Lun definitely did not reach the level of a great master!

But now, he was lost.

If it weren't for the master swordsman, how could it be possible to cut such a stunning knife?If it wasn't for a swordsman at the master level, how could it be possible to kill Fuqian with one sword, leaving him without the slightest power to fight back? !

"... But he... how could he be the Great Master of the Dao of the Blade?!"

"[World Sealing Sword]'s red-clothed swordsmen, but his mother has a full six! Is it possible that they are all swordsmen at the level of grand masters? What level of masters are the four celebrities who are stronger than them? ?!"

"This is simply impossible!!!"

At this moment, the mental shock that this first master of the Li clan suffered was completely indescribable in words.

Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he looked like a ghost at Xiu (Nuo King Zhao) Luo Hell, the phantom-like sword light—or rather, the blood-colored elves in these sword lights—the whole person. He sucked in a breath of cold air, dumbfounded.