Chapter 1165 The Strongest Sword Drawing Technique: A Thoughtful Sword
"Thousand Cracks!"
The old man grabbed the samurai sword and slashed five times in one second, with amazing speed.
This speed is impossible for ordinary people to block.
The old man used this move before and was invincible.
But this time.
He ran into Lin Chen!
Dangdangdang!
Sparks flew in the air.
Every knife was accurately blocked by Lin Chen's fingernails.
After blocking.
Lin Chen glanced at his fingernails.
"Slow and weak."
"It can't even cut my fingernails."
Dongdong.
The old man staggered back in shock.
Because just now, he received a new evaluation: not even as good as a nail clipper.
"Impossible!"
"There is no reason for a flesh and blood body to be so strong."
Lin Chen said calmly: "A well-trained body, old man."
He waved his hand and said: "Come and die."
The old man was so angry that he laughed.
"Let me go over and let you kill me?"
"Do you really think you are invincible?"
"You forced me to take out this sword!"
Puff.
He put the samurai sword back into the scabbard.
Then he bent forward slightly, accumulating all the strength in his body.
What he will use next will be the strongest killing move!
It is also his famous skill.
The strongest sword-drawing technique!
Whoosh!
A gust of wind blew here.
And the wind was still gathering towards Dao Lao's hand.
Dao Lao said softly.
"Wind!"
"Give me strength!"
"Give me the power to be invincible and cut off everything!"
Click.
He held the handle of the sword tightly.
At this moment.
Boom!
A fierce air wave burst out from the handle of the sword.
This air wave swept the whole place.
Puff, puff, puff---
The surrounding walls, beams, and pillars were suddenly attacked by the sword energy.
The knife energy left several four or five centimeter deep marks on the cold and hard cement wall.
Tear tear tear!
Long Fei and Chen Yongzhen were attacked by the knife energy.
Clothes were split in an instant.
Flesh was cut and blood immediately flowed out.
Both of them were shocked.
Dao Lao was so strong!
Before he made a move, the knife energy had already swept the whole place.
After the knife energy, there was a vast pressure that suppressed everything.
The entire first floor was silent.
Long Fei and Chen Yongzhen both felt their hearts beating violently.
The chest seemed to be pressed by a stone, and breathing was not smooth.
All the hairs on the body stood up.
The body's instinct told them that there was danger here, leave immediately!
The two swallowed their saliva subconsciously.
What kind of knife would Dao Lao use?
At this moment.
Dao Lao's eyes became fierce.
His eyes were full of cold light.
Now!
The strongest sword drawing technique!
Clang!
The hundred-forged samurai sword was unsheathed, and the murderous cold light burst out, illuminating the entire floor, and it was breathtaking.
Swish!
Dao Lao's figure appeared behind Lin Chen.
It's over.
His strongest sword ended in an instant, without giving the enemy any time to react.
Seeing Dao Lao slowly stand up, Long Fei and Chen Yongzhen realized that Dao Lao's attack was over.
The strongest sword has been released!
What's the situation?
They all looked at Lin Chen nervously.
The two killers sitting on the ground looked at Lin Chen expectantly at this time.
Die!
Die quickly.
In this world, no one can stop Dao Lao's trick.
Cut off all lives!
Cut off all dreams!
In the eyes of everyone, Lin Chen slowly turned around and said calmly: "Slow, weak, and powerless sword."
"Fancy."
The voice fell.
Crack.
The hundred-forged samurai sword in Dao Lao's hand suddenly broke.
Half of the blade fell to the ground mercilessly, making a crisp sound, and then bounced.
Dao Lao's heart trembled, and he immediately looked down at the samurai sword.
"No!"
"Impossible!"
Before he could react.
Bang!
His chest suddenly exploded.
"Ah!"
Blood splattered.
He staggered back, and finally couldn't bear it, his legs softened, and he knelt directly.
Tick-tick-tick.
Blood continued to pour out of his chest.
Clang.
Dao Lao could no longer hold the samurai sword.
The samurai sword fell to the ground, Lin Chen walked over it and crushed it with one foot.
Lin Chen passed by Dao Lao, and never looked at him again from beginning to end.
"You are too weak."
"If you work hard to practice for 100,000 years, maybe you can help me cut my nails."
"You should go back to the furnace and rebuild now."
Dao Lao's eyes were shaking.
Looking at Lin Chen's back getting farther and farther away, he was speechless.
His mind was blank.
This person.
Too strong!
No.
Invincible!
How could there be such a powerful existence in this land?
His speed was faster than his own.
He didn't even have the chance to see how he attacked.
What was even more terrifying was.
The hundred-forged samurai sword was broken by his flesh and blood.
It's over.
Dao Lao now had only one thought: We are dead.
They shouldn't have set foot on this land from the beginning.
Now the real masters have been alerted.
Everyone is doomed.
He opened his mouth wide, wanting to remind the people upstairs to run quickly.
There might be a glimmer of hope if they escape now.
But he lost all his strength before he could say a word.
Dao Lao's head dropped down.
He died.
His eyes were still wide open, full of fear.
He died with his eyes open!
The two killers leaning against the wall were so scared that they couldn't speak.
Dao Lao's famous skills didn't hurt Lin Chen.
Instead, Dao Lao himself was killed by Lin Chen.
And he didn't know how Lin Chen did it until he died.
What happened in that short moment to save his life?
No one except Lin Chen knew.
Lin Chen's eyes fell on the two killers.
Bang.
Lin Chen stepped on the ground and the flying knife bounced up.
Then Lin Chen's mind moved.
Puff, puff!
The two killers were stabbed in the neck and nailed to the wall.
Long Fei and Chen Yongzhen watched with wide eyes.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they couldn't believe these things.
"Let's go."
Lin Chen said.
The enemies on this floor have been cleared.
He started to walk up.
Long Fei and Chen Yongzhen hurried to catch up.
On the second floor.
Lin Chen saw a handsome man with an evil smile on his face.
He was wearing tan clothes and had a short haircut. His handsome face always had a disdainful evil smile.
When Long Fei saw it, his heart was shocked.
"He is the God of Legs."
"He is very good at leg techniques and footwork."
"He has even reached the point where he can kick people up and kick them until they die in mid-air."
Chen Yongzhen said: "Let me meet him."
He strode forward, faster and faster, and finally ran.
A punch was thrown.
The God Leg King sneered, leaned to the side, and directly avoided Chen Yongzhen's fist.
Then he turned his body and hit Chen Yongzhen's back with a whip kick.
"Ah!"
Chen Yongzhen was knocked to the ground by this sudden kick.
Turning around, he looked.
Chen Yongzhen's pupils shrank.
Because the God Leg King caught up with him, and raised his right leg high, and chopped it down with his heel.
Chen Yongzhen hurriedly rolled to the side to avoid the kick.
Boom!
The God Leg King's foot chopped the ground, splitting a hole in the concrete floor.
Chen Yongzhen climbed up and looked, and cold sweat immediately flowed from his forehead.
The concrete floor was split open.
If this kick hit him, it would definitely open a hole in his body.