Lin Shaoping couldn't believe it.

He's obviously been stabbed.

How is it possible? How is it possible?

"What Fire Ninja Blade has such a messy name, do you really think it is an original technique created by the Japanese? It's just the swordsmanship of the Central Plains, mixed with Nine Yang Gang Qi."

Li Muchen sneered.

"You are a Chinese, you went to Japan to learn some ninjutsu, and you think you are very powerful, how pitiful you are!"

"Today, I'm going to let you see what the true way of swordsmanship is! I'll let you understand it to death!"

After saying that, Li Muchen took a step forward.

A step in the air, without any support or support.

He stretched out his hand and said:

"Here comes the sword!"

The sky suddenly darkened.

The wind blows, the dust is flying, and the bamboo leaves salsa.

Infinite murderous intent between heaven and earth began to converge on Li Muchen's palm.

The surrounding air slowly condenses.

In the void, a sword of nothingness emerged.

Lin Shaoping was stunned.

It turns out that this is the way of the sword!

It turns out that this is China!

The sword is made.

Cut off.

The last thing Lin Shaoping saw was the extremely huge sword blade, like the spiral arm of the Milky Way, slicing open his body.

Immediately, his body was scattered into the void like stardust.

People die.

Sheath the sword.

The murderous intent of heaven and earth gathers and then disperses.

Peace returned to the yard.

Only the half-dead Lin Shaoheng was lying on the ground, not daring to move, cough, speak, or breathe hard...

Several crows flew over and screamed noisily.
Chapter completed!