Small profiteers in the Three Realms

Chapter 407 The Shocking Battle (5)

Musashi's Four Paths Sword Intent is far from being as simple as the Gang Qi before.

Like substance, they follow their prey closely.

They rotated and changed, laying a net right above the forest.

From a distance, it looks more like countless laser beams falling from the sky.

Lin Zheng squinted his eyes, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the net falling from the sky, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

Xie Jingjing had already shed tears.

She doesn't know anything about the cultivator's world, but she has seen the sword intent of Hongu Musashi that can split mountains.

Mountain peaks can be split into pieces, let alone Lin Zheng?
With so many saber intents on his head, Lin Zheng couldn't dodge at all!

Her heart sank, as if seeing Lin Zheng being cut into pieces.

"don't want……"

She let out a piercing cry.

But the cold wind at the top of the mountain blew away all her voice.

Boom~~~
The loud noise came again.

This time, the entire Mount Fuji was shocked.

On the ground of the crater, gravel flew across, dust was flying, and it was a mess.

Everyone's complexion changed, and they hid behind the surrounding boulders.

The power of this blow far exceeds all previous attacks!

The vibration lasted for half a minute before it stopped, and everyone hurriedly looked down.

They are eager to know the result, although they have already guessed the result.

Obviously, Lin Zheng couldn't defend against the sword intent of Musashi Motogong this time.

The cold wind was blowing, as if singing a sad song.

Of course, this sadness belongs to Xie Jingjing alone.

As for Mishima Heihachi and others, they thought it was a cheerful piece of music.

So pleasant to hear, so stimulating to fight...

However, when the smoke cleared and the truth surfaced, everyone was dumbfounded!
Because they saw the most incredible scene in their lives!
On the floor of the crater, there is a huge golden dragon head.

This is a dragon head shaped like a stick figure, but it is lifelike, like a real dragon.

The dragon's head was turned upside down, with an angry look on its face.

The dragon's beard trembled slightly, as if it was extremely angry.

Inside the dragon's head, Lin Zheng put his arms around his shoulders and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The power of the ancestral dragon, this is his hole card, and it is also the hole card he doesn't want to show.

Before entering immortality, the power of the ancestral dragon only subtly affected his body.

However, after becoming immortal, the power of the ancestral dragon is his immortal power.

Every single move is filled with golden light, overbearing and extraordinarily dazzling.

Lin Zheng didn't want to cause trouble for no reason, so he kept a low profile and didn't want to use his hole cards.

It's just that this Musashi Motomiya's luck is a little bit too good, and the sky thunder smashed him to pieces!

In desperation, Lin Zheng had no choice but to use his real skills.

Bengong Musashi looked at Lin Zheng and the golden dragon head in amazement.

He never expected that the killing blow could be dodged.

What was even more surprising was that he felt an unbearable power on the golden dragon head!

It was a kind of coercion, a coercion that made people bow down!
Lin Zheng stepped on the air and volleyed towards the sky step by step.

Every step he took seemed to be stepping on the ground, extremely stable.

The golden dragon's head turned into golden light all over the sky. What is amazing is that those golden lights wrapped around his body one after another, as if turning into a suit of armor.

At some point, a golden mark appeared between Lin Zheng's eyebrows, and his eyes emitted a faint golden light.

This person walks in the sky, just like the legendary god of war!

"Fine! You're fine!
After entering the fairyland, it is very good to have an enemy like you to practice with! "

Lin Zheng continued to walk slowly, and said with a smile:

"You let me see the power of the Sakura Knife and the power of the Knife!

It's not rude to come and go, and I'll let you see my new ability-Nine Dragon Styles!

As for how much you can see, it depends on your strength! "

After saying that, Lin Zheng soared into the sky.

"First form, first appearance!"

Lin Zheng raised his fist and struck straight out.

The fist with the golden light was like a mountain peak, directly pressing down on Motomiya Musashi.

Motomiya Musashi didn't dare to be careless, he swung thirty knives in a row, condensing a wall made of knives in front of him.

bang~~~
A punch and a knife collided, making a loud noise.

The shock wave streaked across the sky in a form visible to the naked eye.

Musashi Motomiya's body shook, and he took three steps back!
"very good!
The second style, shine! "

Lin Zheng took the second step, and the fist struck again, more than twice as powerful as before.

Motomiya Musashi swung his saber to block, and retreated nine steps.

"good!
The third form, flurry of dances! "

Lin Zheng took another step forward, and Motomiya Musashi retreated fifteen steps, unable to fight back.

"Fourth Form, Leap into the Abyss!"

"Fifth form, lift the river!"

"Sixth form, overturning the sea!"

"Seventh form, shocking!"

Accompanied by a crisp clicking sound, Motomiya Musashi, who had already retreated several hundred steps, spat out a mouthful of old blood.

However, what made him feel most distressed was the cherry blossom knife. There was already a crack on the blade, which was violently punched by Lin Zhenghuo.

Lin Zheng shook his head and said: "You are a dying person, I deliberately show mercy and want you to see my Shenlong Nine Forms, but you are too disappointing! Whatever, let it be like this!"

"The eighth form, shake the sky!"

As soon as Lin Zheng punched out, the speed of the punching intention reached the extreme.

The sound of piercing through the air was extremely ear-piercing, like a dragon singing and a tiger roaring.

Under the friction of the atmosphere, the golden real fist ignited flames.

From a distance, it looks like a golden fireball rushing towards it.

Motomiya Musashi's face was earthy.

Lin Zheng's first seven moves had already consumed all his immortal power.

Even if he had reached the middle stage of immortality, he was still no match for Lin Zheng's seven moves.

Each time the fist was stronger, it made his internal organs tremble.

At the same time, his heart trembled.

Not fear, but despair!

Just as desperate as in China back then!
The difference in strength is too great, like a world of difference, which makes it difficult for him who is lonely and arrogant to adapt, and even more difficult to accept.

At this moment, he suddenly felt very tired, very tired!

All these years of hard work have been in vain!

That Chang Qingzi who once defeated him may have gone far away, but he has been standing still.

"Forget it, that's it!"

Sadness is greater than death, Motomiya Musashi put the Sakura Knife on his chest and chose to give up resistance.

He looked at the fist that was close at hand, and smiled lightly, feeling a sense of relief!
Lin Zheng noticed his abnormality, but he didn't show any mercy.

This punch broke the Sakura Knife and took away the life of Musashi Motomiya!

The man fell to the ground with the knife stuck beside him.

The myth of this island nation fell on the highest mountain of the island nation.

Mishima Heihachi and the others were too shocked to speak.

They couldn't believe what was happening before their eyes.

Motomiya Musashi is the only person in the island country who has survived the thunder disaster for a hundred years. How could he die like that?
Lin Zheng glanced down silently, and then his eyes fell on the rest of the people.

The reason why he didn't want to show his cards was because he didn't want people to know about Zulong, at least not now.

　Fifth update (complete the missing chapters)

　　
　
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