The strongest invincible master

Chapter 168 Heart Knife
Meng Shentong was startled, and immediately shook his head, "Friend, don't play tricks here, how do you know what's going on inside?"

The three swords suddenly made a strange noise.

Meng Shentong continued: "If you choose a knife that belongs to you, I will use that knife to kill you. This is my highest respect for you."

When he said "Kill", his eyes were full of reverence, as if it was a very honorable and solemn thing to die under his knife.

"I am only sincere in the sword, I am the king of swords."

Yun Yi moved, but didn't seem to move, and said flatly: "Just this one sentence, you don't understand swords."

Unable to answer Meng Shentong, he said one more sentence.

"So, tonight, you have already lost."

The word "failure" was still on the tip of his tongue, and Yun Yi walked up calmly, as if welcoming a friend who had been with him for many years.

Meng Shentong pointed his hand, and the Ice Soul Cold Light Blade moved.

Meng Shentong drew his sword.

There was a soft sound, as if Night Breeze had been split in two.

Yun Yi only moved, and the knife was already behind him.

Meng Shentong's expression changed.

He held his breath and looked at his knife, his black hair fell down, showing a rage.

"Okay, as expected of Young Master Yun, then, let me show you the power of three swords gathered at the top."

No sound of drinking is heard, the knife has been stabbed!
He actually used the sword technique to wield the knife, and the three sword lights had already locked Yunyi's space, no matter from which angle, there was a knife waiting.

Yun Yi couldn't avoid it, so he didn't move.

Meng Shentong's expression changed again. He had already calculated all the angles accurately, and his energy and spirit were contained in these three knives, making sure to hit with one hit.

The King of Swordsmen can kill no more than three swordsmen.

But he didn't expect that Yun Yi didn't move amidst the sword energy, but just stood quietly, like a green pine.

The heavy snow pressed the green pine, and the green pine was straight and straight.

It's better to be still than to move, Yun Yi didn't move, Meng looked so uncomfortable that he was about to vomit blood, as if he had punched the air desperately.

Yun Yi still didn't make a move, but a smile appeared on his face.

"Killing Hudao, can you surprise me?"

Unable to take a step back, Meng said with a shy expression, "Can you see through my sword intent?"

"Hehe." Yun Yi said seriously, "I can't feel the sword intent, or you haven't cultivated the sword intent yet."

"what……"

Extremely angry, Meng Shentong let out a low shout, and the Hu Dao finally flew out, with a little light from the blade, it was instantly extinguished.

This knife is faster than sound.

It's a pity that Yun Yi stretched out his palm and moved towards Sha Hudao, as if he wanted to pat the naughty boy.

"Good, be obedient."

After the three words were spoken, Hu Dao became docile as expected, and quietly floated in front of Yun Yi.

"You have been wronged." Yun Yi said to it seriously: "I didn't meet a good master."

Seeing Meng Shentong, Yun Yi sighed, "The real good swords are not those that are exchanged, but only one. There is only one that goes to heaven and earth, and falls into the world of mortals."

Being scolded, his face turned red, and Meng Shentong yelled, "The knife in my heart is good, and the knife in my hand is good."

The Killing Hu Dao moved, as if reluctantly, but still slowly slashed at Yun Yi's head.

"Fool." There was a hint of pity in Yun Yi's eyes.

"Since you can't kill a Hu, but use it to do evil, bamboo can be burned but its integrity can't be destroyed, jade can be broken but can't be changed, so it's better to go back, why bother to sink into the ditch?"

The Killing Hudao trembled a few times, as if saying hello to Yun Yi, and then fell to the ground without a trace of light, just like a waist knife in the hands of a servant.

"What kind of move is this?" Meng Shentong finally changed his face, Yun Yi didn't make a move at all, and he was defeated, or he had already made a move, but he couldn't resist. "

"Now, do you still want to stop me?" Yun Yi smiled flatly, elegantly like a scholar.

Withdrawing the other three knives, Meng Shentong had already lost control of the Shahu Knife, and retreated a few steps, as if Yun Yi had completely suppressed it.

So Yun Yi stepped into the hall, and there was no obstacle in front of him.

At this time, Meng smiled with a look on his face. He lost his most precious knife, and he could still laugh.

"Do you know the worst knife? Killing Hu is definitely not the best knife in the world."

"Oh." Yun Yi responded lightly, but did not stop.

The sword king retreated again, his momentum was exhausted, he didn't seem to dare to step forward to stop him, but the smile on his face became stronger and stronger.

"You are the king of swords, but people are controlled by swords. But what about the sword that really belongs to you? Do you use the sword, or do the sword use you?"

Yun Yi's momentum has reached its peak, and the Sword King is like a leather chopstick, about to break.

Suddenly, the Knife King's aura suddenly burst out, or the rubber band was broken, and there was huge energy in that moment.

"The real essence of the knife, the essence of the stroke, is your own knife, 'hand knife'!"

Meng Shentong raised his right hand, "This knife is an unrivaled knife."

Yun Yi also slowly raised his hand, extending his five fingers like blades, and said with a smile: "Watching you use the sword, I actually gained some insights. Since you have a hand sword, try my 'heart sword'."

Meng Shentong didn't dare to be careless when he saw this, he secretly stored his internal strength, his right hand was pale gold, and said with a sneer:
"Don't worry, my 'hand knife' will definitely hit your heart!"

Yun Yi's hand stretched out slowly.

Meng Shen Tong was baffled, but when he saw that Yun Yi was up to something, he waited with bated breath, staring at Yun Yi's palm like a poisonous snake.

He had never heard of "Xin Dao" in Dao Xue, but he knew that Yun Yi's martial arts were quite powerful, so he didn't dare to be careless in his heart.

Then Yun Yi's seemingly ordinary hand suddenly sped up, and he slashed flat.

Meng Shentong thought to himself that he wouldn't be fooled, if he took it easily, he would definitely hit the opponent's horrific attack, so he used up all his "hand sword" swords, and with one blow, he fought hard to kill Yun Yi with his wrists At the same time, it also blocked all changes in Yunyi.

Unexpectedly, Yun Yi has not changed.

His move was born without a name, and it cannot be changed at all.

What Yun Yi uses is change without change.

His hand and Meng Shentong's hand touched each other irrevocably.Meng Shentong wanted to cut off his "heart knife", so he used all his strength.

The full force of the blade cuts away like a knife.

However, Yun Yi's hand was like a big bell, and the thoughts of light radiated for a moment.

There is no knife spirit, but full of thoughts.

Meng Shentong cut it with a knife, but what he encountered was not the knife, but Yun Yi's thoughts.

This was an unwavering thought, like a spring, it easily bounced off his knife.

Yun Yi's eyes were like lightning, and a thought shot directly at Meng's expression from his eyes.

Mental attack.This is the power of thought that Yun Yi has realized recently.

There was a thunder in Meng Shenqing's mind, and he felt that his spirit was about to collapse. He felt as if he had been drugged, his whole body was so weak that he couldn't even stretch his fingers.

Therefore, the hand knife is no longer a knife, but an ordinary palm.

Yun Yi easily grabbed his palm, and then squeezed lightly, and heard the sound of bones breaking.

"what……"

An unstoppable cry of pain shattered the peaceful night, but the birds and insects on the tree did not make a sound.

Yun Yi knew that they were all trembling due to tonight's murderous aura, and they didn't dare to cry out.

After disabling Meng Shentong's right hand, Yun Yi's body was like an arrow, and he entered the Tai Chi Hall like a ghost.

Meng's voice sounded serious from behind, "This is not a knife in the heart!"

: "A real knife, why must it be a knife?!"

(End of this chapter)