Master Xiuxian in the City

"Hey, you actually know how to pull swords, but unfortunately this skill has disappeared into the martial arts. Only a few people still use this ancient sword technique, these stupid guys."

Mitsui Fuji smiled grimly, flashing a red light in his eyes.

"The sword-drawing technique is indeed very strong, but the shortcomings are also obvious. Since being eliminated in the long river of martial arts, it shows that this sword-making technique itself is problematic."

Lin Mu gently shook Qiu Hongjian in his hand and said lightly.

What he said is not wrong. Anything that has a long history must pass the test of history. In this way, what is left behind is really good. Defective things can be easily eliminated. After all, future generations will invent more perfection. s things.

Sword-drawing is a typical example of martial arts tricks. Although the strength and speed of one stroke is very powerful, it is only one stroke. After a hit, it is easy to be countered by the enemy. Countless cultivation The swordman has proved this with his life.

"That's because those idiots didn't practice at home, but they put the responsibility on the sword-drawing technique. Since I practiced the sword-drawing technique, I have successfully cut more than a hundred people with this trick. You are one of the few who can resist The first striker. "

Mitsui smiled strangely, "I have improved the sword-drawing skill. Eto's samurai ability. I can cut seventeen swords in a row. The power of each sword will be stronger than the previous one. I don't know if you can What kind of knife? "

As soon as the words fell, Mitsui Fuji's figure suddenly disappeared. The next round of attack was fast without any warning, and then Lin Mu's side flashed a few dazzling lights, which was a sharp blade that cut through the air. mango.

However, Lin Mu didn't have any panic look. He didn't even change his face from beginning to end. His body turned around. Qiu Hongjian in his hand was shaking like soft water. He didn't even use his vitality. So he took the five swords of Mitsui Fujita.

"Sure enough, there is nothing wrong with fame. Your strength deserves more power!"

Mitsui Fuji's voice came from the air, and the bloodthirsty laughter continued to oscillate back and forth in the surrounding space, gradually turning into crazy laughter.

"Humph!"

Lin Mu was not affected by these laughter, but just felt too harsh, listening very uncomfortable, so the anger suddenly burst into the throat, and issued a deep hum, a powerful sound wave immediately offset the back and forth trembling laughter sound.

Mitsui Fuji didn't go to control Lin Mu to offset his laughter. His body flickered with dozens of crimson flames. These flames were significantly larger than Tsukata's, which is enough to explain his Strength is indeed above Tsukata.

"Flame cut!"

After roaring out two words, the flames around Mitsui Fuji immediately condensed, and then they floated down on his long sword, and then Lin Mu's body suddenly appeared eight red knife shadows, which was faster than the previous one. Coming soon, the power is unparalleled.

The speed of the attack was so fast that Lin Mu didn't see where it came from. Only after seeing the flames falling on the long sword, these blades suddenly appeared next to him. The speed of the attack had already reached this point. Planting point.

"Is it the power given to you by the Yaki serpent?"

This strange flame power has been seen by Lin Mu for the second time, but Mitsui Fuji's power is obviously stronger than Tsukata. The strength of the two is not at a level at all.

Standing still, Lin Mu waved Qiu Hongjian in his hand very calmly. It was a very slow movement, but his body was immediately covered with a layer of sword curtain. It looks very thin, but it effortlessly blocked the eight blades from the attack.

"It seems to be slow and fast. Your martial arts has reached such a state. It is worthy of defeating Tsukada's people. The strength is indeed no small matter!"

Mitsui Fuji's figure flickered from the air, watching Lin Mu take it lightly to take over his slash, his eyes finally began to condense, "Very well, this is more interesting. If I can easily kill you, then It's so boring! "

"If your strength is only these, I am afraid that the person who will stay here today will be you."

Lin Mu calmly looked at Mitsui Fuji with a mad face, and said lightly.

"My strength is slowly showing off now!"

Although Mitsui Fuji's eyes were full of madness, he didn't have any expression on his face, and looked very weird. It seemed that his eyes were like another world, with some captivating power.

The flame that was originally condensed on the blade suddenly fell silent at this time. It was not that the flame was extinguished, but that these flames were completely integrated into the blade. The long white sword that was originally glowing with white light turned red at this moment Blade of white smoke on it.

Gently waving the crimson blade in my hand, a bright flare flew through the air immediately, blending the power of those flames, even if just waving gently, it was enough to light the air easily. Very powerful.

"Blade inflammation!"

With a soft sip in his mouth, Mitsui Fuji's movements suddenly slowed down, but the movements just one step forward seemed to be slow motion.

However, Lin Mu's expression moved slightly, and his foot stepped back immediately. Qiu Hongjian in his hand blocked in front of him without warning. Just when Qiu Hongjian had just reached his chest, a bright fire was on his body. Appeared before.

It was the fire that ignited when the red blade cut through the air, and Mitsui Fuji's speed actually increased again. This time the speed was almost so clear that the afterimage left behind was as clear as if the person had never moved.

"The power of your reaction is also amazing. No wonder you can find flaws in Tsukata's burning body method, and you can use the mist hiding method of the stabbing alliance to break his body method. The method is really very clever."

Mitsui Fuji's voice came from the twisted air. It sounded weird. "I don't know how many knives you can make right now? I have never played the power of the sword to the last. I hope you can show me this. How strong is the last cut! "

From the beginning, Mitsui Fuji was five-stroke in a row in the first move, and eight-stroke in a row in the second move. He had already used thirteen swords in his seventeen-stroke cut. One more cut was made, and it was already the fourteenth, and the next was the fifteenth.

"I also want to see how strong your seventeen swords are!"

Lin Mu smiled softly, as if he never cared.

"Hmm! I hope you are as powerful as your mouth!"

Mitsui Fujii snorted without any warning, but his attack was already out.

Lin Mu is still the same as the previously unknown prophet. Qiu Hongjian turned an arc of magic, blocking the fifteenth blade of Mitsui Fuji on the side. This fifteenth blade was not as strong as the fourteen blade just now. , But the power is a step up.

At this time, Lin Mu had used his true energy. With the power of ** alone, he could not parry Mitsui Fuji using the sword-drawing technique, because the sword-drawing technique itself can rely on the assistance of posture to greatly improve the user's own. power.

This is also the reason why there is only one way to pull the sword, because the power of ** is not enough to issue the second sword, and the first sword is already doing its best. No matter how strong the body is, The power exerted by the sword technique always surpasses the body.

This is a completely unavoidable weird phenomenon, which makes it impossible to adjust the strength temporarily when drawing the sword. If you want to reduce the strength at that time and do not try your best, you will never be able to cultivate into a true sword drawing.

Therefore, the sword-drawing technique is gradually annihilated in the long river of martial arts, because it is a sword technique that cannot be improved at all. There is no way to make this kind of thing except to give out its most powerful force. Is the strongest hit sword.

After resisting the fifteenth sword, Lin Mu did not have any delay. A rotation of Xuanao at the foot of the foot, Qiu Hongjian had beeped with a clear cry, blocking the blow from the top to the bottom of the head.

This knife light has been completely restrained, and the hot breath of the knife body has not leaked. Only the knife body is red, as if it is a paint, it is not like a real flame at all.

However, the power of Daoguang was so powerful that even Lin Mu took the blow. Due to previous misjudgments, Qi was not used enough, and the ground under his feet suddenly cracked.

This is because he immediately judged that the powerful force would cause damage to his own bones. So at the very moment of his attack, his bone joints twisted from top to bottom, like waves, and he immediately discharged the excess power to the ground. Above, thereby avoiding the consequences of its own hardwired.

This is a trick learned in Taijiquan. Instead of learning specific moves, he flexibly used the essence of Taijiquan and applied the mystery of unloading to every part of his body.

"Very well, this last shot, just see if you can take it."

Mitsui Fuji didn't expect that Lin Mu could take the sixteenth sword so easily and freely. His whole body's intention of killing suddenly converged, and he could not detect the slightest breath, and the whole person seemed to disappear into the room out of thin air.

Lin Mu's brow frowned, and the five senses suddenly reached the limit. At this time, the opponent suddenly disappeared. It was not good news for him. At the speed of Mitsui Fuji, he could directly make a move when the opponent did not have any defense. Dying.

Sure enough, shortly after Mitsui Fuji's breath disappeared, Lin Mu suddenly appeared behind a black narrow and long afterimage, as if the space had been cut apart.

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