This is a move created by Yue Hua Ren after integrating the essence of the major swordsmanship schools in the island country. On that day at the Deer Competition Platform beside the Great Wall, he relied on this move to cut off the arm of the sword god Qin Chuan!
As the katana in his hand was slashed, violent air currents surged towards Lin Chen. The terrifying sword intent contained in it would make even an iron man crushed by this air current!
"Well done!"
Facing the terrifying sword of Yuehua Blade, Lin Chen flicked his right arm, and a stream of red light shot out from his long sleeve, and he caught it in his hand.
It was his red broken sword!
Then he swung his sword towards the incoming terrifying air current, which looked very elegant and casual, and a sword intent that broke gold and cracked stone surged out.
The terrifying air flow was like a piece of tofu being cut open, breaking in the middle, cutting a gap, and passed by Lin Chen.
At this time, everyone standing outside the kendo hall was staring at the top of the mountain.
If you are an ordinary person, you can't see anything at a long distance.
However, these people are not ordinary people. Although the scene on the peak cannot be seen clearly, two figures can be faintly seen!
Qin Changxi and Suzuki Chinatsu both had serious faces and were a little pale.
Although Lin Chen can now be said to be like the God of War in Suzuki Chinatsu's heart, the God Lord Yuehua Blade, in her opinion, is like a superior god.
Suzuki Chinatsu also has a lot of knowledge about the many deeds of God Lord Tsukihana Ren. It is precisely because of this understanding that she has a feeling in her heart that Tsukihana Ren will never lose!
Yue Hua Ren has been practicing swordsmanship with a reclusive swordsman from an island country since he was a child. It is said that he has been with swords since he was a baby. When he appeared in front of people, he was about Lin Chen's age. At that time, he challenged many powerful people in the island country, but failed.
There is no failure.
Now, more than twenty years have passed, and he has been called a demigod. It is really unimaginable that this kind of legend will one day fall.
In the hearts of countless island nation warriors, the Moon Flower Blade represents invincibility!
Even if Suzuki Chinatsu admires Lin Chen, she has to admit that in her heart, Lin Chen's chances of winning are really slim!
At this moment, I saw a violent airflow condense on the top of the mountain, and then slashed down!
Another figure, under the violent air current, is like a lonely boat in the violent storm, as if it is about to be crushed at any time!
"It's the Divine Lord! It's the sword struck by the Divine Lord. The Chinese Dragon Ya is about to die. He will never be able to block this sword!"
Some warriors from the island country shouted excitedly.
Qin Changxi, Suzuki Chinatsu and all the other Chinese warriors, with their hearts in their throats, stared at the peak with wide eyes.
But what made them relieved was that the other figure was not crushed by the airflow, but actually split the violent airflow, and then rushed towards the God Lord, and the two men fought in a melee!
On the peak.
Lin Chen held the red broken sword in his hand, while Yue Hua Ren held his demon sword Muramasa. The two of them were going back and forth, but they had already fought hundreds of times in an instant.
"Yes, your strength did not disappoint me. I just broke through not long ago, and I need an opponent like you to consolidate my realm!"
The red broken sword in Lin Chen's hand was so fast that it was only an illusion. It stabbed, pointed, teased, cut, wiped, penetrated, picked, and swept. All kinds of skills were displayed vividly in Lin Chen's hand.
The bloody broken sword in his hand seemed to have turned into a smart snake, always looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow!
Having obtained the inheritance from Leng Dongliu, Lin Chen can be said to be proficient in eighteen kinds of martial arts. Naturally, he is no stranger to the sword, the "King of Hundreds of Weapons".
Lin Chen had some disdain for the island country's samurai swords.
In his opinion, in terms of tyranny and strength, the samurai swords of the island country are really not as good as the machetes of the Chinese ancestors.
In terms of flexibility and elegance, samurai swords are completely incomparable to Chinese swords.
Some people even like to call katana swords, but Lin Chen sneered at this.
The Chinese sword can not only be used to kill people, it is also elegant, noble and mysterious. The ancient Chinese people like to dance with swords, and the word dance is the key point.
As for Lin Chen, who was facing the enemy at this time, his swordsmanship was undoubtedly elegant and agile, almost like an artist performing!
However, no matter how much Lin Chen disdains the island country's swordsmanship, he has to admit that Yuehua Blade is indeed a strong one.
He faced Lin Chen's fierce attack without any panic. The samurai sword in his hand looked like a silver-white sword, and it was so fast that he couldn't even see clearly.
The two of them were fighting quite well for a while.
Hearing Lin Chen's arrogant words, anger appeared on Yue Hua Ren's face.
He wanted to use this guy as a stepping stone, but in the end, this kid actually wanted to use him to hone himself. He was really arrogant!
"Arrogant guy, I want to see how long you can hold on!"
Yue Hua Ren snorted coldly, and his momentum increased again. He split Lin Chen's sword with one knife, and then slashed towards Lin Chen with a violent knife!
"Beichen cuts with one strike!"
Lin Chen faced this knife and curled his lips: "This knife is still a little short of heat!"
Then, without hesitation, he made a splash with the bloody broken sword in his hand and collided with the opponent's samurai sword!
Yue Hua Ren's expression changed, and he felt a strange force coming from Lin Chen's sword, which directly removed most of the force of his slash, and directed the force in another direction.
The katana slid on the opponent's broken sword, and then all the power was removed!'
"Is this your Chinese Tai Chi technique?"
Yue Hua Ren said in surprise.
Lin Chen sneered and said: "You foreigners only know Tai Chi. Chinese martial arts are extensive and profound. There are so many martial arts techniques for defeating the strong with strength, which you can't imagine."
Faced with his ridicule, Yuehua Ren was not angry, but nodded and said:
"Yes, Chinese martial arts is profound and profound, and it is indeed awe-inspiring!"
The next second, he sneered:
"But those are all the glory of the past. At least today, you China has no one left. When I kill you, then everything in your Chinese martial arts will also belong to our Yamato! You China will eventually belong to our Yamato.
Stepping stone!”
With these cold words, his aura became more and more terrifying, and the "Demon Sword Muramasa" in his hand became a little faster, slashing at Lin Chen one after another!
Dang! Dang! Dang! Dang!
The sound of metal colliding one after another sounded, like an iron rod hitting a copper bell worth tens of millions.
Even the people outside the Kendo Hall who were paying attention were shocked by the sound and their blood was boiling and their minds were buzzing!
Everyone was stunned, even the sound of fighting made them uneasy. If they fought, they would definitely not be able to block even one move of those two people!
"Watch me cut off your broken sword!"
Yuehua Ren's handsome face now showed a ferocious look.
He discovered that the Chinese sword was lighter and faster than the samurai sword, and he couldn't take advantage of the speed, so he planned to cut off the bloody broken sword in Lin Chen's hand!
He believed that his "Demon Sword Muramasa" was thicker than the opponent's sword, so if the confrontation continued, the opponent's sword would be cut off even if it was a weapon of the same level as "Demon Sword Muramasa"!
Lin Chen brought a sword to confront the knife in his hand. In his opinion, he was simply stupid!
As if Lin Chen didn't notice Yuehua Blade's thoughts, he still used the sword in his hand to resist the opponent's violent attack!
Click!
At this time, a subtle voice sounded. Yuehua Ren's face showed joy, but the next second, his pupils shrank and the smile on his face froze!