"This is the way of the warriors of my country of Yang!"
Mr. Zhuoma appeared on the other side, maintaining the posture of drawing the sword! Lin Chen was still floating in the air. Looking carefully, three wisps of flames were floating around his body, controlling him and hanging him in the air.
He felt like his eyes had been opened.
According to his guess, this is the secret method of Yang State.
It seems that not only China has Eastern power, but also other countries around the world.
"The season when cherry blossoms bloom is the most beautiful. Use my sword to take you to the beautiful world!"
Mr. Zhuo Mo uttered a word behind Lin Chen's back, and suddenly disappeared again, and several swords struck him with sword light.
"Bushido is the number one martial art in the world!"
His voice cut through the metal! Swish, swish, swish! Lin Chen was hit by the sword in the back again, and blood continued to spurt out. If this continued, he probably wouldn't be able to hold on for another minute.
One sword after another landed on Lin Chen.
Suddenly, Mr. Zhuomao's sword stopped. He looked up and saw Lin Chen floating in the air. He actually stretched out his hand and held his sword! What's going on?
You must know that his True Ghost Strike uses the power of ghosts and gods to block the enemy's movements. How could Lin Chen move?
Moreover, he put on the Hanzo Armor and had the power of ghosts and gods. How could Lin Chen hold his sword?
"Chinese martial arts is the best martial arts in the world!"
In mid-air, Lin Chenru looked down at Mr. Zhuomo, his face and eyes had a crazy light.
The blood of the Blood Corpse King was stimulated! Kaka ka! The flames floating around the body were no longer able to control Lin Chen, causing Lin Chen to smash down and chop down with the Red Shadow Sword in mid-air.
"Sandaoliu, Lion's Elegy!"
Mr. Zhuo Mo used Yang Guo Kendo and crossed his three swords in an attempt to block Lin Chen's sword.
Clang! A fierce force suppressed him. Mr. Zhuomo's arms went numb, and his armor made a rattling sound.
He gasped. Could it be that Lin Chen, like him, also had other powers in him?
After Lin Chen landed on the ground, the Red Shadow Sword lost its previous lightness and gained a sense of madness and heaviness, slashing away at Mr. Zhuo Mo like a storm.
Clang, clang, clang! With each strike of the sword, Mr. Zhuo Mo retreated. Even the power of ghosts and gods could not stop Lin Chen's ferocity.
Clang, clang, clang! With each strike of the sword, the armor on Mr. Takuma's body was loosened.
Mr. Zhuo Mo was shocked, feeling like he was fighting a monster, and he found that Lin Chen had no ghost power, just pure physical strength, but it was like taking stimulants.
Damn it, who can tell me what happened! Dang, Dang, Dang! Lin Chen suppressed it like crazy. He only had violent thoughts in his mind. The air flow around him was rolling and rocks were flying.
The surroundings are like an illusion. On the left are ghosts and gods, and on the right is a bloody corpse that cannot enter the reincarnation of the three realms! This is ghosts and gods versus ghosts and gods! It is full of emotions! Simple and rough! The way of the Yang Kingdom is crushed at an angle of 360.
This is Lin Chen's only thought now.
It was very enjoyable! Especially when I saw Takuma being suppressed and constantly retreating, and the three swords were bent, the feeling was even more heroic and elated! But Mr. Takuma was extremely embarrassed and continued to retreat.
He wanted to fight back, but he couldn't use his strength at all, and his armor seemed to be shattered at this moment.
It was like someone slapped him in the face and told him that the best martial arts in the world came from China.
"Lin Chen is so powerful that all eight genetically modified people who are comparable to the masters of the Chinese Earth Ranking were killed!"
"And that's Mr. Zhuomo. Twenty years ago, I represented China in Yang Country to participate in martial arts exchanges. I fought with him, but he defeated me within a hundred moves!"
"However, Lin Chen is actually superior in skills and can suppress Mr. Takuma in all aspects."
In the distance, a figure was hiding there, watching the fierce battle solemnly.
He was Zhang Lan of the White Crane Alliance! In order to kill Lin Chen, he came from the capital, avoided the Dragon Palace, and tracked him to the primeval forest, and then he saw this scene.
And at this moment, he knew that he was no match for Lin Chen! His son Zhang Qingfeng's death was not unfair at all! He was even more frightened in his heart. At such a young age, he was already one of the top three masters in China. What if time had passed?
China must be Lin Chen’s world.
But the more this happened, the more he knew he had to eradicate it.
After all, if he doesn't kill Lin Chen now, he will have no chance in the future.
"Lin Chen, I have been preparing for this day for a long, long time. If I don't kill you today, I swear I won't be a human being!"
"Although you are powerful, you have been fighting for so long. The so-called three heroes fight against Lu Bu. Even if you are the real Lu Bu, you can't stop our battle!"
"Qingfeng, daddy is here to avenge you!" Zhang Lan pulled out his sword, performed Qinggong, and shot towards Lin Chen from a distance. The three-foot Qingfeng sword kept buzzing, and his inner energy was as strong as the sea.
His strength is the fifth-ranked master in China, and he is also the overlord of the martial arts world.
Based on Lin Chen's current condition, he believed that by cooperating with Mr. Zhuo Mo, Lin Chen would be killed.
Although this is a bit shameless and goes against the interests of the nation, the hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable.
"China's martial arts does not require Lin Chen. I, Zhang Lan, can prove it enough, so why does China need Lin Chen's existence!"
Even in order to comfort himself, he made an excuse for himself.
Looking at Mr. Zhuoma again, one of his three swords was cut off by Lin Chen, and a crack was made on the mask on his helmet.
He knew defeat was only a matter of time.
But suddenly, he noticed the terrifying momentum coming from the distance.
There is a helper! He was instantly overjoyed. Judging from the opponent's momentum, he was also a top master. Maybe together they could kill Lin Chen.
"Doctor Lin Chen, Chinese martial arts are not enough to dominate the world. I, the Yang Kingdom Warrior Pavilion, are the first to refuse to accept it!"
In order to prevent Lin Chen from discovering the attacker, Mr. Zhuomao yelled in an attempt to anger Lin Chen.
Because he also discovered that after Lin Chen exploded with this power, he seemed to have become much more violent and lost his mind.
"You have an old saying in China: Conquer people with virtue. We, the Yang Kingdom Warrior Pavilion, have always conquered people with virtue and defeated our opponents with the purest martial arts. That's why I have not made any moves, no wheel battles, no master siege, just to prove that the Warrior Pavilion
The Way of the Bushi!"
"Now, like a man, a hero, and a warrior, use your skills to defeat me!"
Mr. Zhuomao has a domineering aura, like a man standing tall and upright.
Unfortunately, Lin Chen remained unmoved.
No matter how righteous Mr. Zhuomo's words were, in Lin Chen's heart, it meant that the warriors of the Warrior Pavilion were shameless people.
Is he worthy of saying that there is no wheel battle?
Is he worthy of saying that there are no masters attacking him?
Is he qualified to speak Bushido?
For this kind of person, killing him is the best proof.
At the same time, the murderous intention behind him was getting closer and closer, and the sword light was sharp.
This sword, even when Lin Chen was in his prime, had to avoid the sharp edge and could not be used to catch it with his body, let alone Lin Chen who was already scarred.
When Zhang Lan saw that Lin Chen didn't react at all, the sneer on his lips became even thicker, and he felt excited in his heart.