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Four thousand two hundred and twenty-two: knife light shrouded

Lu Sha's eyes suddenly turned red!

The four groups of nine swords that rushed up first were all elites under his command. The murder of these people made his heart hurt as if he had been cut by a knife.

All of them have been carefully trained by him, and how much time and energy has it been spent.

Anyone of these people sells them to some wealthy people in the Middle East as bodyguards, which is a lot of money.

Although Lu Sha doesn't love money, he also knows the benefits of money. What fell down is not only corpses, but also stacks of brand new banknotes and white silver!

And the eight people behind him are even more amazing. These people are all his closed disciples. After practicing swords for a lifetime, they always have to think about having a legacy.

But this time, I watched one after another fall down.

Lu Sha wanted to come over to rescue him, but the reality was too cruel and Lin Kun's movements were too fast.

Swish swish swish swish...

A series of sword lights suddenly rose, and black and white ghosts continued one after another, and the swords and swords were not lost.

"stop!"

Lu Sha shouted loudly, and the knife in his hand slashed down, trying to stop Lin Kun.

There are still two disciples left, one of whom is a closed disciple.

The meaning of the disciple who closed the door should be the disciple he valued the most in his life.

The knife was about to slash Lin Kun's head, but Lin Kun suddenly flashed in a ghostly way, disappeared in an instant, moving more than five meters away.

It was too late for Lu Sha to stop again, and at this moment, he looked at the closed disciple standing in front of him and looked shocked and panicked, his heart was broken...

Snap!

The sound of the big knife splitting the skull. The sound was too crisp, and accompanied by a squirting sound of brain splattering, the head of the closed disciple was instantly split into two pieces.

miserable……

It's so tragic!

In fact, this disciple has another identity. This identity is a secret in the Jiudao Sect, and almost no one knows the head Zhao Tianlang.

Because this closed disciple Zhao Xiao is Zhao Tianlang's illegitimate son. Zhao Tianlang took a fancy to Lu Sha's sword skills, and his illegitimate son learned swords from him at the age of fifteen. Now he has been studying for five years. Zhao Xiao is extremely talented, and even Lu Sha feels that if Zhao Xiao gives him another five years, Zhao Xiao can surpass him.

Such an apprentice is terrible, but Lu Sha is very pleased.

He did not have much personal relationship with Zhao Tianlang, but he was devoted to his work, so he naturally hoped that someone would inherit his legacy. However, Lu Sha did not comment much on Zhao Xiao's character. This is a kind of food, drink, gambling, and doing all kinds of bad things. Killing people, setting fire to steal that girl is really a virtue of his father.

But at this moment, all this is not important because Zhao Xiao is dead...

His head was split into two pieces and died under Lu Sha's knife.

Puff...

Lin Kun cut off the road and killed another disciple's neck with a knife. One of these people from the Nine-Sword Sect is counted as one, and it is not unfair to kill them.

If you continue to investigate in detail, you will find that everyone's hands are stained with blood.

These people are originally evil people in the world, and their existence will only cause ordinary people in this society to suffer, and may even die because of them.

"you……"

Lu Sha's eyes were red. He looked like he was about to eat people at this moment. He stretched out the wide-blade sword in his hand and gritted his teeth and shouted at Lin Kun: "I'm going to kill you today!"

Before he could finish his speech, he had already shot out like a bullet.

He was holding a wide-blade sword weighing more than 30 kilograms in his hand, and it was absolutely rare to have such speed. The knife was waving and waving, and in an instant, the sword light shone over Lin Kun.

The nine swords are combined into one: one sword, two swords are combined into one, three swords are combined into one... until the nine swords are combined into one.

The eight-sword combination is already considered a great success, and the nine-sword combination is definitely a god-level move.

Lu Sha has practiced swords for most of his life, and now he has finally reached the perfect state of combining eight swords.

Even if there is another step, he will be able to practice the Nine Swords in one. As long as he obtains the inheritance of the Nine Swords, he believes that he will practice it first than Zhao Tianlang.

Whoosh...

Whoosh...

Whoosh...

The wind was roaring after another, and Lu Sha swung eight swords in a short moment. The eight swords were combined from one sword to one, forcing Lin Kun to retreat under his feet, and at the same time waved the black and white ghost animals to block it.

There were also some surviving men in black around them. At this moment, they all looked at them with breathing and concentrating. They were shocked by the strength shown by Lu Sha. Seeing Lin Kun staggering and retreating step by step, almost the same voice sounded in their hearts...

The Wolf King in Mobei is destined to die tonight!

However, Lu Sha, who obviously had the upper hand at this moment, didn't think so. He saw Lin Kun's seemingly staggering dodge with ease, and he didn't drive out his full strength at all.

"It's my turn."

Lin Kun smiled faintly, and the black and white ghost animals in his hand instantly turned into a phantom, and he killed someone towards Lu Sha.

Lu Sha's face became solemn in an instant. He felt the murderous aura, and he rushed into the wind, like the spring wind, like the cold winter wind, like the wind blowing hair and breaking hair...

And he himself seemed to have turned into that hair, the lonely thatch in the wilderness, when the sharp knife came over, he was powerless to resist.

"I'm not convinced!"

Lu Sha shouted muffled, raised the knife in his hand high, and once again used his strongest eight-sword integration, which was a complete blow to determine a life-and-death battle.

Or he killed the wolf king in Mobei.

Or he was killed.

Howling...

The sword wind is so cold that it is so cold.

For a moment, the darkness around seemed to be twisting and dodging in this powerful sword wind.

Boom...

In a faint sense, there seemed to be a sound of lightning bursting out, as if to destroy everything around it.

Success, accomplished?

Lu Xie's expression on his face was stunned. No, this is not the combination of nine swords, but the combination of nine swords, so why is there such great power? This is unrealistic.

this?

Lu Sha himself couldn't believe that his sudden knife exerted such great power.

Suddenly, his heart suddenly became heroic, and his eyes looking at Lin Kun were filled with the thought of killing.

Go, die!

Go and die!

Go, die!

Like a knife that penetrated the sun, it instantly came to Lin Kun.

Lin Kun closed his eyes from beginning to end. When he opened his eyes, he would inevitably be affected by the light of the knife. However, if he closed his eyes, he could forget everything behind his head.

There is a knife in his heart, murderous aura, and a rumor of wind...

Feeling this extremely powerful sword wind and feeling the rolling murderous aura, at this moment, the power flowing in Lin Kun's body seemed to have stopped instantly.

Stillness does not mean weakening, but rather a kind of tranquility before the storm comes.

Ding Ding...

It was still the crisp sound of the collision, just like before, but the chopping sword light instantly enveloped Lin Kun, and even drowned...

"Kunzi!"

"Lin Kun!"

"Boss!"

...
Chapter completed!
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