Lin Yu jumped up, shouted deeply, and the sword in his hand screamed faintly, broke into the group of water ghosts, and started killing.
This sword is called incomplete. It is made of special materials. The blade is very thin and tough. It was given to Lin Yu by Master Yichen when he came down the mountain. This is the first time it has been put to use.
Whoosh, several more sword lights flashed by, and along with a burst of blood, several more water ghosts were slashed and fell into the water.
Seeing that Lin Yu's attack was too fierce, the water ghost turned back and jumped back into the water.
At this moment, a small boat sailed over slowly in front, and on the boat stood a man wearing a bamboo hat and a somewhat stooped figure.
Because the big bamboo hat covered most of the other person's face, and it was late at night and the light was not clear, it was impossible to tell who the other person was.
"Who is your Excellency?" Lin Yu retracted his right hand, and the fragments in his hand suddenly disappeared.
The incomplete material is extremely tough, and Lin Yu usually uses it as a belt.
"Is that a mutilated sword?" The other party spoke, his voice a little dull, which shows that this person is a relatively silent person.
"Exactly." Lin Yu nodded.
"It's a rumored good sword." The visitor nodded.
"Who is your Excellency?" Lin Yu asked again.
"You can call me Ghost King." When the person announced his name, he raised his head slightly.
"The ghost king of Qinhuai in the south of the Yangtze River?" Lin Yu nodded and said, "Is that you the guy who is said to have commanded hundreds of thousands of water ghosts in ancient Qinhuai?"
"It's me, I am the Ghost King." The Ghost King said with his hands behind his back.
"Haha, it turns out that the Ghost King is not a person, but a name. Can I think that after you die, the next Ghost King will succeed you as the Ghost King?" Lin Yu asked.
"Yes, you can think so." The Ghost King said with a slight smile.
"Where are your ancient Qinhuai Hundred Thousand Water Ghosts?" Lin Yu said with a smile.
"You don't need to use all of them to kill you," the Ghost King said.
"I'm afraid you don't have that many dispatches at all." Lin Yu smiled and said: "The land of Qinhuai has been a fertile land since ancient times and a gentle hometown of heroes. I am afraid that there have been no less than 10 heroes from this place since ancient times.
Thousands and hundreds.”
"Among them, the ghost king who claims to be the leader of ancient Qinhuai is the most famous, but when I saw him today, he was nothing more than that." Lin Yu shook his head and said: "I'm afraid you don't even have one ten thousandth of your hundred thousand water ghosts."
"Shut up." The Ghost King seemed to have been told something that was on his mind.
"Otherwise, I just killed a few little ghosts, which is harmless to you. But I killed only a few, and you couldn't wait to run out. This shows that your number of water ghosts is not very large."
"Shut up." The Ghost King held a jade flute tightly in his hand. Under the bamboo hat, blue veins were clearly visible on his forehead.
"Strictly speaking, water ghosts are just rare creatures. It's just that they are cruel by nature and are not tolerated by heaven. The goal of successive ghost kings is to cultivate water ghosts."
"The so-called ancient Qinhuai era when there were hundreds of thousands of water ghosts was your heyday. Unfortunately, your actions violated the laws of heaven, so that the laws of heaven did not tolerate it. God punished you, so that the one hundred thousand water ghosts were almost extinct."
"Haha, you ghost king is nothing more than the polished commander of a group of little water ghosts. Now you are willing to be someone else's dog in order to survive." Lin Yu laughed.
The Ghost King suddenly raised his head, and slowly took off the bamboo hat on his head, revealing his true face in front of Lin Yu's eyes.
This was a face that had experienced many vicissitudes of life. Lin Yu could tell that the ghost king's biological age was only thirty years old, but he had a face that looked like a forty-year-old man.
"You succeeded in irritating me." The Ghost King said calmly.
"That's right, I just provoked you. After I provoked you, I looked at your true face, and I didn't expect you to be very cooperative." Lin Yu smiled.
"You killed my child." The Ghost King put down the flute in his hand, took out an iron chain, and wrapped it tightly around his right hand.
"You treat those things as your children, your psychology is really deformed." Lin Yu shook his head and said: "Besides, if you are ordered to kill me, of course I will resist. Since you are someone else's dog and act as a killer, the casualties will be so
Free."
"What's more, those creatures should not have appeared in this world in the first place."
"I want to avenge them." The ghost king's iron chain was already tightly wrapped around his hand.
He suddenly shouted loudly and his arms sank. His right arm suddenly swelled up a few points at this moment. He jumped forward fiercely and with a boost of air, he stepped on the water of the Qinhuai River and ran quickly on the river.
.
A few feet away, almost instantly, the Ghost King stepped on the sunken ship still floating above the water, jumped up, and punched Lin Yu with his right hand.
His punch was very fierce, and before the punch landed, a fierce punch was already rushing towards Lin Yu.
"Taishan Armor-Breaking Fist."
Lin Yu's right hand reached around his waist, and with a soft squeak, the fragment appeared in his hand again. He tapped his right foot lightly on the deck, and his figure suddenly grew taller.
He made a horizontal slash with his right hand, and the broken sword in his hand shook violently. The broken sword tip condensed into several sword flowers and flew towards the Ghost King's right fist.
Ding ding ding, the tip of the sword collided with the iron chain on the Ghost King's right hand, emitting strange sparks in the night.
Lin Yu made a incomplete move in his hand, his right hand echoed, and the tip of the sword in his hand stabbed the ghost king's head.
The Ghost King turned his head to avoid Lin Yu's sword.
But the incomplete sword belonged to a soft sword. Although he escaped the fatal sword, the tip of the sword flicked midway, suddenly changed direction, and stabbed him in the chest.
The Ghost King quickly retreated, but in the end it was still a step too late.
With a soft sneer, Lin Yu's sword ripped open the front of the ghost king's clothes, and a spray of blood spurted out.
The Ghost King opened his arms and stepped back. He bent his left foot and placed it on the knee of his right leg. His right leg was in the shape of a golden rooster, lighting up the surface of the Qinhuai River.
He actually stood on the river like this without sinking.
"Good water quality, good light kung fu." Lin Yu nodded in praise.
"Good sword." The Ghost King also nodded and praised Lin Yu.
"My sword is a good sword, but it is definitely not as cheap as yours." Lin Yu withdrew his right hand, and the fragment in his hand returned to his waist: "I beat you with my sword, I'm sorry you are not convinced, so let me fight with my bare hands.
You have a fight."
"You're a man enough." The Ghost King grinned and said, "But you have to understand that my Taishan Armor-Breaking Fist is not comparable to ordinary martial arts."
"I challenge the masters." Lin Yu beckoned: "My Qinggong and water skills are not as good as yours, so come on."
"Well."
The Ghost King retracted his arms, his right foot was a little above the water, and his tall figure suddenly moved forward, walking quickly on the water.
His speed was extremely fast. Even on the water without any leverage points, there was not much water splash on his shoes. Moreover, his speed was so fast that he flew over the sunken ship almost instantly.
The Ghost King shouted loudly, his right arm swelled with Qi, and his right head enlarged several points at this moment.
Armor-breaking punch.
The famous Armor-Breaking Fist in Neijianghu is capable of breaking stones and opening monuments, and looking at the intensity of the Ghost King's training, he has definitely reached an extremely high level.
Lin Yu also shouted loudly, clenched his fist and punched him.
"Too Xuanjin."
Taixuan Jin, which has double attacks, is originally a type of dark energy. It has two levels of power, one after the other.
Bang...the two fists hit each other, Lin Yu's body froze, and he took a few steps back.
The Ghost King's figure only swayed slightly, and the punch with the Ghost King was actually a battle of internal strength. The Ghost King was already dozens of years old, and the older he got, the stronger his inner energy was.
Therefore, Lin Yu suffered more from this punch.
Before the Ghost King had time to look down upon him, another punch surged through his fist.
puff……
The Ghost King who was caught off guard took a few steps back. Lin Yu's Tai Xuan Jin was a punch on the surface, and then another punch secretly. The Ghost King who didn't know how powerful Tai Xuan Jin was actually suffered a loss.
"Come again."
The Ghost King was furious. He had never suffered such a big loss in a boxing fight with anyone. He shouted loudly and moved forward again, his right fist enlarged several times.
With a cry, an overwhelming amount of punching force attacked Lin Yu.
"Too mysterious."
This time the Ghost King was on guard, Tai Xuan Qi couldn't possibly catch him. Lin Yu raised his right back, and Tai Xuan Qi suddenly rose up.
boom……
This punch was a hard hit, and Lin Yu took a few steps back violently, while the Ghost King swayed and took two steps back.
"Such exquisite internal power. I didn't expect that your skill of more than ten years could be comparable to my skill of several decades." The Ghost King looked at Lin Yu in surprise.
"In this world, the older you get, the more internal strength you have." Lin Yu said with a smile: "A profound martial arts mental method is not just about the length of practice. The exquisiteness of the mental method can make up for it.
There is not enough time to practice.”
"Haha, you are right, but that punch just now was the result of your best efforts. I don't believe you can punch again."
The Ghost King sneered and shouted: "Come again."
His arms were shaken, and the muscles on his right arm instantly swelled. With a bang, the entire sleeve on his right arm suddenly exploded.
The muscles on his arms swelled one by one, showing a strong bronze color in the night. The ghost king shouted loudly and attacked Lin Yu again.
Lin Yu retreated while thinking about strategies to defend himself against the enemy.
This was because the opponent's punch was an all-out effort. When he was at his peak, he could give it a try, but with his current strength, he could only use Taixuan Jin once to fend off the enemy. Now, the opponent's punch was almost fatal.
The Ghost King would not leave Lin Yu much time. He smiled evilly and punched Lin Yu's chest. He swore that this punch would definitely kill Lin Yu.
Suddenly, there was a flash of sword light, and the broken piece appeared in Lin Yu's hand again. He moved his right hand, and the broken piece in his hand made a sharp sword whistling sound.
The flexible sword twisted forward fiercely, and actually wrapped the Ghost King's fist directly around the sword.