Chapter 41

Thousands of long swords were flying in the sky. It was not obvious when they took off from various places in the palace at the beginning, but when they gathered above the changmen palace, they began to block out the sky and the sun.

Countless sharp swords are flying all over the sky. The sword is as sharp as a net. It's like a flying roll.

I'm afraid there's nothing more spectacular in the world.

Many people will never forget.

Is this the sword technique in the world?

Ten thousand swords belong to the clan, just like a slave who sees his master and makes a pilgrimage and kneels down.

Outside the changmen palace, there are a group of experts in the seven and eight levels. In the eyes of ordinary martial arts practitioners, they can be called "masters". At this time, they feel like they are standing here like minions!

For example, a group of black clothes worshipped behind the emperor are the cultivation of the top three grades.

Many of them are masters of swordsmanship, but now they can't even hold the long sword in their own hands. They are all dragged by the unimaginable overbearing sword!

……

Moragu's blood red eyes are full of madness and fighting.

Of course, he also felt the visions around him and knew that the ten thousand swords were powerful and extraordinary.

Lin Ping is also a master who has realized the meaning of the sword, but he didn't expect that Lin Ping's meaning of the sword would be so overbearing!

Unexpectedly, he is the king of Kendo in this world where the sword intention is shrouded. All swords have to kneel down and listen to his orders when they see him!

Jianyi can still exist in this way. Since he practiced Kendo, the only thing he thought of was killing and cutting, nothing else.

"However, the meaning of sword is not to look at the appearance of these fancy things!"

Moragu obviously felt that his intention to kill the sword was suppressed. Even his sword spirit felt like he wanted to worship Lin Ping.

But he is not afraid!

He can't make himself afraid.

The swordsman would rather bend than bend. The one who can understand the meaning of the sword is even more indomitable. How can he show timidity in the face of the enemy?

If he is timid, the heart of his sword will collapse.

What's more, even the fourth move of the most powerful killing sword method was put into practice, which cost him ten years of life. What's more terrible?

"Kill me!"

Moragu roared, without a moment's hesitation.

Take a deep breath. After stabilizing his intention of killing and cutting the sword from being affected by Lin Ping's 10000 swords, he cut at Lin Ping with a dark red horror sword.

This cut was like the killing intention of thousands of soldiers on the battlefield, and it was also like the bloody gas.

Under such a sword move, shichengtian, a master of Jiupin, will be hanged in an instant.

Unfortunately, he is facing Lin Ping.

Thousands of sharp swords have been around Lin Ping's body, like a dragon circling. Looking at Mora's ancient sword, Lin Ping pointed with both hands.

The dark red powerful sword Qi was like a clay ox entering the sea, and was instantly wrapped by Wan Jian Guizong.

It's like a drop of ink into a pond.

Perhaps at the beginning, ink can stain the surrounding pool water black, but when it spreads, it is the ink itself that disappears.

Facing the blade storm formed by thousands of flying swords, moragu's sword intention is too small after all.

After struggling for a moment, he chopped dozens of sharp swords controlled by Lin Ping, and the dark red sword Qi disappeared.

then.

In moragu's unbelievable, frightened and unwilling eyes, the blade storm continued to sweep and devour him.

Buzz!

The blade storm was like a locust crossing the border. After a round of sword rain, moragu's body soon fell to the ground slowly without breath.

No

Not falling to the ground, but 'sliding' to the ground.

Because after the baptism of sword rain, the body of this top master of the barbarian nine grades has been fragmented and turned into countless pieces.

His death is much more miserable than his younger martial brother Bo RI!

"Hoo ~"

Lin Ping breathed a sigh of relief and slowly dispersed the sword idea. All the long swords also fell from the air and inserted upside down around the changmen palace, as if the cold palace had formed a sword pool.

He is worthy of being a barbarian expert who can defeat Shi Chengtian with two swords.

This man's killing God sword technique is not strong, but it's a pity that he hasn't practiced well.

The third move is "killing God". He is reluctant to use it. The fourth move is completely uncontrollable. It takes a long time to use it.

A Kendo sage surnamed Lu once said: the meaning of sword is not high or low, but people who use sword are high or low!

If moragu can fully control this killing God sword technique, reach the peak, be perfect, and even deduce that new green is better than blue.

This sword technique is comparable to ten thousand swords. It's not difficult.

Unfortunately, he obviously can't practice well.

But one thing to say, although he won this time is also very simple and easy, not too difficult. But this moragu is already a rare master. Not many people can compare with him in the nine grades.

Because of this person, Lin Ping has been able to practice his moves!

The fight between the two just now touched Lin Ping's heart. He had many new ideas about the "meaning of sword" and the "God" of martial arts.

This has a clearer understanding of Lin Ping's accurate way to the Jiupin territory.

So this person's death is also meaningful.

Unlike his younger martial brother Bo Ge just now, his death was meaningless.

Everything was calm. Looking at the two miserable bodies in the yard and countless messy and upside down sharp swords, chunfei and Yunsu couldn't return to God for a long time.

The shock in their hearts has been difficult to describe in words.

They looked at Lin Ping with awe and fear.

Just now, they all thought that Lin Ping would die. In the hands of these two barbarian Jiupin masters, there could be no chance of survival. The two women are still persuading Lin Ping to run for her life. There is no need to put her life here.

But as a result, Lin Ping killed two people in a row!

First, it took no effort to kill Bo RI.

Then it created a spectacular scene of ten thousand swords flying together in the Daxia palace, crushing moragu to death with an absolute advantage!

"Lin Ping, how do you..."

After half a ring, chunfei barely shook her lips and spoke.

At the moment, there were too many doubts in her heart. She wanted to speak, but she didn't know how to ask.

Although it was incredible, she couldn't help believing the facts before her.

The facts are already obvious.

It turns out that there is a mysterious master Jiupin in changmen palace!

But this man is not a Royal Sacrifice, nor is he a hermit.

It's the "little eunuch" sweeping the floor of changmen palace!

This news, let alone that outsiders could not guess, even she could not imagine it before it happened!

"I didn't tell you the truth last time. I actually killed the black and white double evils. The mysterious master Jiupin is me." Lin Ping raised her head and asked, "but can you keep this secret for me?"

This time I was forced to do it. Of course, Lin Ping also wants to see the strength of other nine grade masters and confirm the reasons for his cultivation ideas.

However, after the incident, Lin Ping still hoped that his peaceful life would not be disturbed.

You can continue to sign in quietly in the palace and practice silently.

There is still a long way to go in the realm of Wulin mythology, and the rebirth of a broken limb is even more distant.

There is no need to set foot in disputes and strive for fame and wealth.