The Supreme Sword of Martial Arts

"Shoot, kill him, as long as you kill him, this king will give you unimaginable money, power, and status!!"

"Whatever you want, this king will give you anything!!"

"Shoot! Draw the knife!"

He obviously regarded the swordsman beside him as his last hope, and his eyes were full of hope, but no matter how he shook, the swordsman's left hand was still on the handle of his right hand, but he did not draw his sword. Unsheathed!

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From the moment that Ling Chen's knife appeared, he has always maintained this posture!

"With his internal strength, even if he takes a big repayment pill, a knife like the one just now will definitely not be able to cut it a second time. Maybe it's already the last resort. What are you afraid of?!"

Seeing that Hua Ping still did not respond, King Xin was angry.

He slapped Hua Ping's face with a slap, and roared with a pale face: "You motherfucker is drawing a knife! This king paid so much for you to come, and you dare not draw a knife now?!! "

After being slapped, the swordsman finally responded.

"His Royal Highness, what you said is very reasonable. He is very likely to be at the end of the shot."

He didn't dare to look away from Ling Chen at all, he could only smile bitterly: "But no matter just now or now, if I draw a knife..."

"Definitely!"

As soon as these words came out, Xin Wang was completely desperate.

The muscles on his face twitched, and he turned his neck with difficulty to look at Ling Chen.

I saw that Ling Chen's body was spotless, and there was no trace of blood on his body. He looked the same as before entering the Nuanxiang Pavilion, but at this moment, he was standing in the middle of a group of corpses, holding knives in both hands. The power that makes people tremble and despair is clearly like—

The devil who came out of hell!

The devil in the knife! .

Chapter [-] Despair and... the real calculation! (six more)

"Jade-faced lord Liu Yuhen, heartbroken swordsman Xiao Qiuyu."

Glancing at the corpses of the two Tsing Yi Lou killers, there was no surprise on Ling Chen's face.

Since there is Ye Gucheng in this world, there is naturally Lu Xiaofeng, and there is also the [-]th floor of Tsing Yi... Jade-faced gentleman Liu Yuhen and broken-hearted swordsman Xiao Qiuyu are all one of the [-] killers on the first floor of Tsing Yi !

The strength of these two people is definitely not weak, but in front of the shocking sword that he cut out after his supreme sword body, they have no power to fight back!

At this moment, Ling Chen felt the true horror of the Supreme Blade Body.

In addition to the instant comprehension of any blade technique, the [-] blade orifices in his body, the [-] ​​blade-shaped cyclones condensed, can temper the flesh on weekdays, and any medicinal pill can instantly devour and refine At the critical moment, it can be gathered into one, and it can be integrated with the weapon in hand.

Give the sword to the soul!

The "May Four Zero" sword soul has been born, and the sharpness of the sword has skyrocketed infinitely!

Just like in the previous scene, under this sharpness, nothing is invincible and nothing is invincible!

And vaguely, Ling Chen even felt that the power of the sword soul and the power of the supreme sword body were only the tip of the iceberg.

He was looking forward to it.

But now is obviously not the time to think about that.

He turned his eyes and looked at King Xin. More precisely, it was the swordsman next to King Xin: "Huaping, the divine sword in his left hand, the leader of the thirteen gangs of robbers in Guanzhong... I don't think there are people under His Royal Highness King Xin. A few masters."

In Jin Yiwei's archives, there is information about this person.

As a swordsman, Ling Chen could sense Hua Ping's body, and the faint sword intent was far stronger than Wang Yuanba, Yan Peiwei and the like.

Even Liu Yuhen and Xiao Qiuyu couldn't compare with them.

This is a master swordsman!

Ling Chen had no doubts, what King Xin said earlier that this person was only one step away from being promoted to Xiantian was not based on false rumors, but true!

"You remind me of someone."

Hua Ping's left hand was still on the handle of the knife, his eyes fixed on Ling Chen, he didn't draw the knife, but he didn't let go, and said word by word, "A person who is very good at using a knife, but rarely uses a knife. "

"Oh?" Ling Chen raised his eyebrows and vaguely guessed who he was talking about, but he still said with great interest, "Who?"

"Robber, Xiao Shiyi Lang!"

When Hua Ping said the name, his body seemed to tremble slightly: "Before today, he was the most terrifying person I have ever seen, and after today, he can only be ranked second!"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Chen was really surprised: "Have you seen Xiao Shiyilang, but his left hand hasn't been chopped off?"

"No, I just watched him from a distance!"

Hua Ping didn't understand why Ling Chen asked such a question, but he still shook his head and said.

"is it?"

Ling Chen was noncommittal, his eyes made Hua Ping extremely uncomfortable: "So, your luck is not bad."

"My luck has always been good, but unfortunately, I met you today!"

A drop of cold sweat appeared on Huaping's forehead, and the bitterness at the corner of his mouth became more intense: "Perhaps Xiao Shiyilang's cultivation is stronger than yours, but his sword is not as terrible as yours!"

After speaking, he swallowed hard and said, "I didn't draw a knife to you just now, can you let me live?"