Power Instructor

"Don't you know that Miyamoto has no way?" Ling Chi asked.

"I, I don't know!" Qingcheng was stunned. She really didn't understand that it was a strange thing that she didn't know Miyamoto Wudao?

Ling Chi then asked, "Then you don't know Miyamoto Jinghong?"

"do not know!"

Qingcheng rolled his eyes, what does this guy mean by asking like this? When Ling Chi heard Qingcheng's words, he laughed, "I thought you called yourself a little doctor, and you have contacted many people at all levels. You should know more than me. Okay, now there is a problem to stop you. Now, I feel at ease."

"You, what do you mean?"

Allure was so angry, Ling Chi waved his hand to calm Allure's anger, and then said: "Mainly in the island country, Miyamoto Keihiro is very famous. He is known as the first person in the island country Ninja Bushido. There is a genre called "Heavenly Way". Ninjutsu is unmatched in the island country. However, Miyamoto Keihiro died thirty years ago. "

"Cut, what's the praise for a dead person?" Qingcheng curled his lips.

Ling Chi said: "Why is a master who created an independent Bushido and made great contributions to the island country Bushido not to be praised? Although after Miyamoto Keihiro, there has been no talent in the'Heaven Do', everyone thinks'Heaven's Way' It's declining, but at this time Miyamoto Keihiro’s great-grandson Miyamoto turned out to be innocent. He entered the realm of Tianren at the age of thirty. In ten years, he recast the glory of the "Heavenly Way". The current "Heavenly Way" is the island nation A Bushido family, so you can imagine how terrifying Miyamoto Wudao is."

"After I came into contact with the cultivator, I always thought that the island ninja was nothing compared to our cultivator, but now I discovered that the ninja in the realm of heaven is so terrible."

With that, Ling Chi's eyes fixed on Miyamoto Wudao again, as if he wanted to see through this person.

At this time, Miyamoto Wudao still stood firmly on Wuwang Orochi's head, his hands were constantly making movements, like a Jie-yin movement, after a while, his Jie-yin was completed.

Miyamoto Wudao folded his hands together and shouted, "Ultimately-Thunder."

Accompanied by Miyamoto Wudao’s burst of shout, he knotted his hands and slapped Wuwang Dao snake’s head directly. At the beginning, Lingchi and Qingcheng were a little depressed, and they didn’t understand what an attack was. Didn't cause any harm to Wuwang Dao snake!

But soon, they knew how terrifying Miyamoto Wudao's "Ultimate-Thunder" was, but saw that the big head of the Wuwang Orochi that was still flying in the sky suddenly fell to the ground. , Its body was constantly twisting and flicking everywhere, the trees were destroyed, and the mountains split apart, but despite this, its head just couldn't lift up.

It was like a big mountain crushed on the head of Wuwang Dao snake.

Miyamoto Wudao walked down from the head of Wuwang Dao snake, clapped his hands, his expression relaxed, he looked at Wuwang Dao snake, even with infinite pride, "This is the ancient evil beast Wuwang in Chinese legend. Big snake? The power is just that, much worse than the evil beasts in our island country's legend, and it is simply vulnerable."

After that, Miyamoto Wudao took the companion flowers and walked out.

At this moment, a hearty laughter came, and Ling Chi walked over step by step. It looked like a stroll in the courtyard, not like a person who came here to grab a treasure, but a tourist here.

Ok?

Miyamoto Wudao frowned. He didn't expect that there was still someone here, and he didn't even notice the other party's existence.

As Ling Chi walked, he slowly said in the island language: "You think the ancient evil beasts of China are not comparable to your island country, and you feel that Wuwang Dao snake is vulnerable to a blow. I just want to ask, if you say such a sentence, you will pay for it. Want a face?"

"Who are you?" Miyamoto said nothing but Huaxia, and it sounded quite pure Huaxia.

"It turns out that you can speak Chinese, so I don't bother to speak island Mandarin to you." Ling Chi waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about who I am. Now we are not discussing this issue. We are discussing you saying this. If you want to be shameless in this remark, just tell me, do you want to be shameless?"

Miyamoto frowned.

He is not a talkative person. If he meets Ling Chi's stubborn opponents, he will not talk to Duo Fang and will directly knock the opponent down. Only strength is the most powerful language.

But now, Miyamoto Wudao listened to Ling Chi's mocking words, still said: "You didn't see me hit the monster with one move? Now this situation lasts at least half an hour, half an hour. , I can kill it countless times."

"If it didn't fight Darkmoon Demon Ape and was seriously injured, would you be his opponent?"

"Dark Moon Demon Ape is what I tried to provoke me, so I still won this innocent snake. Winning by wisdom is also a performance of strength, isn't it?"

"Yes."

Ling Chi nodded and said, "I admit that you have strength and wisdom, but what you said about the ancient Chinese beasts is nothing more than this. If you say anything that is vulnerable, I am very upset."

"So? How can you get me?"

"Can't you!"

Ling Chi sneered, and as his voice fell, the Snow-Drinking Knife responded. It is impossible for him to watch Miyamoto Wudao take the companion flower away, so there must be a battle between the two.

"Haha, do you mean to compete with me?"

"No."

"Then what do you mean?"

Ling Chi said with a serious face: "What I need is not a contest, but a battle in which you die or I die. So, are you ready for the battle?"

"Haha~~"

Miyamoto Wudao laughed again, "Originally, if you could watch me leave with the companion flower and don't be nosy, then you still have a chance to survive, but now that you are looking for death by yourself, then I will do it. You."

As he said, Miyamoto Wudao’s figure changed. After a few rounds, seven identical Miyamoto Wudao appeared around. They all held samurai swords, facing Ling Chi, and said in unison: "You Huaxia don’t have one Is torture called a thousand cuts? Now, I will let you experience the taste of being cut with thousands of cuts."

Then, the seven Miyamoto Wudao wielded the katana together, slashing towards Ling Chi.

In such a critical time, Ling Chi closed his eyes. In an instant, Miyamoto was innocent and approached. Then Ling Chi's eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of light appeared in his eyes. Then he drank the snow knife in his hand and moved to the side of a Miyamoto. No way to cut the past.

With a sound of "ding", the snow-drinking knife touched the katana in the opponent's hand, and then six of them disappeared, and the rest was his real body. He looked at Ling Chi with amazement. "You, how is this possible, how can you tell who I am?"