The personal master of the beautiful president

"It's a pity." Feeling the terrifying sword intent concentrated above his head, Lin Bei sighed softly, and then stepped back.

The set of tactics he deduced just now originally thought that he could directly kill the black-robed man, but he was wrong. The black-robed man's accomplishments in the way of swords exceeded his expectations.

According to Lin Bei's deduction method just now, the ordinary Futian Realm powerhouse is here, and he is already dead.

"You damn sword slave!"

Although he dodged Lin Bei's attack, the man in black didn't look very happy. On the contrary, his face was still terribly gloomy, and his voice was full of anger.

He wiped his neck with his hands, and as expected, there was a stream of bright red slowly flowing down his neck.

Although Lin Bei's hand knife didn't really touch his neck just now, the jumping thunderous edge in his hand still cut open his skin and injured him.

"Damn it! Damn it! You should die!" A roar came from the corner of the black-robed man's mouth, and the authentic knife in his hand trembled violently, turning bright red without warning at this moment, as if he had been full of wine. Like blood.

That's right, this authentic treasured sword not only drank the blood of one person, but also drank the blood of more than one person.

Especially the blood of the strong, it likes it the most.

The black-robed man fought thousands of times in his life, and thousands of people died in his hands. Among them, dozens of top experts died under his sword, and their blood was swallowed by this authentic sword. Drinking has become the supply of authentic knives.

The world has only heard of Yamato's state-owned demon sword Muramasa, but they have never heard of the name of the authentic sword.

But only those who really understand Yamato's famous sword know that what kind of demon sword Muramasa, in front of the authentic sword, is not even a disciple.

The authentic sword, but the famous sword awarded by His Majesty the Emperor of Yamato Kingdom to Kenko of Yamato Kingdom, is very famous!

"Since you don't want to be my sword slave, then you have no value in living." The voice of the man in black was extremely low, like the cold wind of winter.

"die!"

There was nothing fancy about this knife, but it seemed like a huge flaming sword that shot down from the heavens, trying to cut everything into ashes.

Facing this terrifying sword, Lin Bei took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and murmured.

"Nine turns of sword light."

"I want to ascend to the Nine Heavens."

Accompanied by his soft murmur, strands of awe-inspiring sword intent swept out like a violent storm. These sword intents continued to spread and climb along the rocks and walls, but anything with vitality , will be swallowed by these sword intents.

Especially the spring water, because it has carried the blood of the gods, it has been exuding vigorous vitality. When those sword intents swarmed in, the spring water would be swept away immediately!

After all the released sword intents were withdrawn, there was no vitality left in this cave.

There is not even a drop of water left, as if returning to the era when the earth was just born.

The ups and downs are that the Wuxiao sword in Lin Bei's hand has changed from golden to blue, and it is full of life!

"The first form, Qingli's sword!"

Raising the sword with both hands, he slashed out, and the blue sword light collided fiercely with the authentic knife in the black-robed man's hand.At that moment, the entire cave began to tremble violently, and rocks rolled down.

This basin was created when Emperor Wu fought against Nobuoka Umizumi back then. Due to the powerful impact, the rocks that were originally tens of meters high were crushed to a thickness of only a dozen meters, making them extremely strong.

But now, in the confrontation between Lin Bei and the black-robed man, he couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed.

"Boom boom boom!"

Rolling rocks blocked the passage originally opened by Lin Bei, and the entire cave was covered by mud and rocks at this moment.

Silence, long silence.

It seems as long as a century has passed.

Until a certain moment, the crushed stone loosened, and suddenly there was a loud "bang", and a black shadow rushed out from the chaotic stone.

No, to be precise, it was two figures, because this black figure was holding another person in his hand.

With a "click", the man's figure fell to the ground, and he threw the black-robed man in his hand on the ground casually. He patted the dust on his body, and then kicked the half-dead black-robed man. Kick to wake up.

"who are you?"

"Bah, I'm just a swordsman, who has the right to know me..." Hearing Lin Bei's words, the man in black sneered again and again, he opened his mouth and began to mock Lin Bei, but before he finished speaking, Lin Bei had already One knife cut off one of his fingers.

"what!"

The heart-piercing pain made the man in black let out a hysterical exclamation.

The man in black twitched in pain, knelt and crawled on the ground.

"Can you tell me?"

Lin Bei's gaze was cold.

"You are nothing more than a sword slave..."

"Kacha", another finger light, like a knife cutting butter, cut off the thigh of the man in black robe.

If it was the heyday of this black-robed man, Lin Bei's finger light would not be able to hurt him at all, but after the collision just now, all the strength in his body has been exhausted, and his body is also five labors and seven injuries. His body and body protection Gangfeng were all shattered, and now his strength is no different from that of an ordinary grandmaster.

Lin Bei could easily be crushed to death.

"Your strength is really good. You can force me to use my strongest move now. You are also proficient in the Katori Shinto style. A person like you is definitely not an unknown person. Tell me, who are you?"

"Hmph, you'll never know!"

Even though Lin Bei chopped off a finger and a leg, the man in black still refused to let go, his mouth was very strict, and even looked at Lin Bei with contempt.

"You can win Ben Jianzi, you do have two hands, but that doesn't mean that Ben Jianzi will definitely obey you! People of Hua Kingdom, please remember, it is impossible for us Yamato people to bow to you, because I know Someone stronger than you! Don't be complacent, you are nothing in front of that person, and your proud sword can't hurt him at all!"

Speaking of this, the man in black couldn't help laughing, "Let's not talk about you, even a peerless genius as talented as Ben Jianzi can only be compared. I have fought against him for so many years, and I have never won a move against him Banshi. He is the strongest sword cultivator, none of you can beat him, and none of you can win!"

Although he was smiling, Lin Bei always felt that his smile was a bit bleak, as if he had been living under the shadow of the person he spoke of all these years.

Lin Bei's expression didn't change, he just watched the man laughing quietly for a long time, until he was tired of laughing and began to pant.

"I think, I know who the person you just mentioned is." Lin Bei put away the Wuxiao Sword and looked down at the man in the black robe. "A warrior like you can only hold a candle to him. People who are far inferior, besides the current sword master of Yamato Kingdom, Tsukahara Sosuke, I can't think of anyone else."

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