Power Instructor

Looking at the surprised Miyamoto Wudao, Ling Chi was still calm, and he said coldly: "Do you think it is something that surprised you when I distinguished your true body? But for me, it is It couldn't be easier."

"You lie, no one can tell my clone."

"But I can tell."

"..."

Miyamoto Wudao suddenly lost his words. He was so arrogant and self-confident. He never thought that Ling Chi would break his virtual clone technique so easily.

Ling Chi curled his lips and continued: "You think you are very strong, but in my opinion you are so weak. Is this the power of the legendary Tian Ren? It is worse than my daughter who is still in kindergarten. It's simply vulnerable."

"you……"

Miyamoto Wudao almost vomited blood, just now he despised what he said when Wuwang Orochi was now used to describe himself? Compare yourself to a beast, what does this **** mean?

As for Ling Chi's words, Qingcheng felt that she couldn't listen anymore.

Qingcheng didn't know how powerful Miyamoto Wudao was, but Ling Chi actually compared such a powerful existence with a kindergarten child. How annoying is that?

Of course, this was mainly because she didn't know that Ling Chi's so-called daughter who went to kindergarten was Gold Ingot. The breath of Gold Ingot broke out, but it was very powerful.

So she didn't understand what Ling Chi said.

Miyamoto Wudao didn't understand Ling Chi's words. He was very angry at first, but now Ling Chi's remarks did not irritate him. On the contrary, Miyamoto Wudao laughed at this time, "What is in your hand? The sword is indeed very simple. I don't know much about Huaxia's swords. I don't know how many swords you have in Huaxia, but I know that none of your so-called famous swords is as famous as our island country's katana."

"Really? Then I have to take a good look at how terrible your "Heavenly Dao" sword is."

"Do you know ‘Heaven’s Way’?"

"Not only do I know the ‘Heaven’s Way’, I also know that your Miyamoto’s innocent name is able to fight you. I also think it’s interesting."

"It's an honor for you to be able to fight with me." Miyamoto snorted: "I can see that you are also a capable person. If this is the case, then I will let you try our Ling Tian Dao. Shu-Da Luotian is powerful." As he said, Miyamoto Wudao has begun to condense aura on his body. This is a breath that has a completely different feeling from the true aura of ancient Chinese warriors or immortal cultivators.

Ling Chi was very helpless when he heard Miyamoto’s words of innocence. Why do people from this island country like some gimmicks? Just like when they choose beautiful women like once in thousands of years, what kind of ultimate do they like to use in this move? Kind of, besides sounding a little better, can it really become special?

Of course, he despised and despised in his heart. Ling Chi knew that he was facing a Tian Ren, which was a very powerful existence among the island ninjas, so he said lightly, but his heart was full of guard.

Miyamoto Wudao's breath continued to swell in his body, Ling Chi faced the Miyamoto Wudao at this time, and he could faintly feel the threat he brought to himself.

"Roar~~"

Immediately, Ling Chi roared, and even attacked Miyamoto Wudao first.

"Hmph, young man, your temperament is still a little anxious after all. You think my "Profound meaning-Da Luotian" has not yet formed, so you want to do it on me at this time?"

Miyamoto Wudao sneered. At this time, he no longer did any movements, just like that, holding the samurai sword in both hands, waiting for Ling Chi's arrival.

"Look at the knife!"

The two sides approached, Ling Chi and Miyamoto Wudao made swords at the same time. The snow-drinking knife in Ling Chi's hand had its own special effects. The surrounding temperature dropped sharply, and the breath condensed. It was cut out with a majestic and solemn sword aura. The demeanor of a super strong.

"One shot!"

"Two knives!"

"Three swords!"

In this situation, Miyamoto Wudao was counting his own swords, but in Ling Chi's opinion, he only made one sword. What is going on with three consecutive swords?

Soon, Ling Chi understood why Miyamoto Wudao had to count three times in a row.

But at that instant, Miyamoto's Wudao's sword turned into three swords abruptly, and the three swords smashed at Ling Chi at the same time, with the majestic sword aura of nature.

The attack power of the two phantom swords should not be too high, but Ling Chi could feel that the three swords of Miyamoto Wudao carry the same aura, and each sword has enough power to deflate himself. .

"not good!"

Ling Chi exclaimed, the snow-drinking knife in his hand dragged horizontally, three "ding, ding, ding", the snow-drinking knife and the samurai sword in Miyamoto Wudao's hand touched, and then there was a loud "bang", but It was the sword energy of the two erupting, and there was a violent collision at this moment, and both sides were forced back by the eruption of sword energy. Relatively speaking, Ling Chi was much more embarrassed than Miyamoto.

"How can this be?"

Ling Chi looked at Miyamoto Wudao in surprise. Especially after the collision of this knife, he could clearly feel the power of Miyamoto Wudao's three swords. It was obviously a magic sword, but it could have equal attack power. This is too scary, right?

Miyamoto Wudao looked at Ling Chi, and was also a little surprised, this guy actually blocked his own powerful three swords?

Immediately afterwards, Miyamoto snorted: "Boy, do you think that the three swords that I turned into have no power, and you didn't even put me in your eyes."

Ling Chi was silent.

He puts Miyamoto Wudao in his eyes. After all, he used one move to suppress Wuwu Dao. Can this guy be simple? But just as Miyamoto Wudao said, he really didn't think that Miyamoto Wudao's three swords were so powerful, but he finally proved that he still underestimated the enemy after all. Miyamoto Wudao's three swords were too domineering and too powerful. Up.

The strength of this island country Tian Ren powerhouse was beyond his expectations.

Miyamoto Wudao snorted: "Everyone in the world only knows that the Miyamoto family of the island country pioneered the "Heaven Dao", but they don't know that the "Heaven Dao" has created a brand new style of nine swords under my leadership.

"Nine-sword style?"

"That's right, the pinnacle of the samurai sword of our island country, the sword is deadly."

"..."

Ling Chi was stunned at this time. Miyamoto's three swords just now were enough to deflate himself. If it were nine swords... could this island nation be so powerful?

Furthermore, Ling Chi asked curiously: "Then, can you make nine swords in one go?"

"Not yet."

"puff!"

Ling Chi was about to vomit blood, dare this guy to say so much is bragging? Although this bragging is a very low-cost oral exercise, can it be more reliable?