The return of a thousand years of monasticism

Chapter 365 Coming and not being indecent

boom!
The right fist was like a sky hammer, and the moment it rushed out, it directly hit the three-foot sword glow that was like a horse training.

Immediately, a shocking roar erupted in front of Lin Yang, rolling away in all directions like thunder.

The three-foot sword light did not leave a trace of scars on the surface of Lin Yang's fist, nor did it cut a drop of blood. Instead, a moment later, with a cracking sound, it suddenly shattered and turned into countless energy fragments. The surrounding area of ​​Yang Fist suddenly scattered in all directions.

"what!"

Seeing this scene, Taro Nishiyama was startled suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief.

With this knife, the power he unleashed was enough to kill a half-step Huajin ninja, but now, it didn't hurt Lin Yang at all. Could it be that Lin Yang is also a Huajin powerhouse?
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. If you say that you have been practicing since the womb, and you can cultivate to the peak of dark energy, it is against the sky. Then the strong transformation force cannot be described as against the sky. It is terrifying. On the contrary sky."

Taro Nishiyama didn't believe it in his heart, he didn't believe that Lin Yang was so powerful that he was already an equal existence to him.

At the same time, Jiro Nishiyama, who was standing on the roof of the Iga Jingu Shrine, was also shocked, with surprise in his eyes.

He was clearly the same as Taro Nishiyama, and he did not expect such a result.

"Come and don't go, molestation!"

After Lin Yang shattered the light of the sword with one punch, he stepped into the void and went up against the sky, facing Taro Nishiyama, who held a samurai sword in both hands, and hurried away.

When he was five meters away from Taro Nishiyama, the poisonous dagger held upside down in his left hand suddenly slashed at Taro Nishiyama.

Immediately, a black sword light, as long as Zhang Xu, shot out from the dagger.

brush!
Under the clear sky, the black blade light was very clear and terrifying, causing many people below to look solemn.

Lin Yang refreshed their understanding again.

The mere young man seemed to be so terrifying that there was no limit to it. He killed all the arrogant people time and time again.

But at this time, not only did he cut out a special-effect sword light, but the sword light was as long as Zhang Xu.

Subversion, complete subversion.

Even across from Lin Yang, Taro Nishiyama showed a look of astonishment on his face. Being able to cut out the sword glow is the most basic sign of a strong Huajin, and the strength of the sword can sometimes distinguish the strength of a strong Huajin. realm.

But at this moment, Lin Yang actually used a dagger to cut off Zhang Xu's sword light. This...this...how is it possible?

Could it be that Lin Yang's cultivation level is higher than his?

However, at this time, there was no time to think about it, the black blade glow that Lin Yang cut out had already arrived, if he couldn't stop it, he would definitely be split in half by the blade glow.

Without hesitation, he mobilized all the zhenqi in his body and poured it into the samurai sword he held tightly in both hands, so that in an instant, a nearly two-meter-long sword light shot out from the samurai sword.

However, it is impossible to increase the sword light by one more point. On the forehead of Nishiyama Taro, there are already a lot of beads of sweat, and the true energy in his body has reached the end of his strength and the moment when all his strength is fully released.

"cut!"

Suddenly, his eyes glared, and the veins on his forehead popped out. With a roar, he grabbed the handle of the samurai sword with both hands, and slashed down again.

call!
The two-meter-long sword light cut out in an instant, and went straight to Lin Yang's three-meter-long black sword light.

In time, above the sky, there are two sword lights, one white and one black, like two giant dragons, colliding with each other, the agitated situation changes, and the strong wind rages on the square.

Countless leaves, countless stones, and countless dust whizzed and whirled up into the sky, causing many people's cheeks to ache, and their clothes seemed to be leaving their bodies, but everyone looked up at the sky, watching the centuries-old A rare battle, without blinking, waiting for the result.

But at this moment, Nishiyama Jiro let go of the hands that were holding his chest, and his left hand grasped the samurai sword scabbard on his chest.

"Little evil beast, you are courting death!"

Pointing at Lin Yang with the hilt of the knife, he roared angrily.

It never occurred to him that Lin Yang was surprisingly strong. Zhang Xu's sword light had completely surpassed Nishiyama Taro's strength, and even he was not as good.If Taro Nishiyama was allowed to resist Lin Yang's beheading sword light alone, it was foreseeable that even if Taro Nishiyama did not die, he would be seriously injured.

After the anger, he suddenly tapped the roof of the Iga Shrine without stopping, and turned into a fast-moving afterimage, shooting towards Lin Yang.

On the way, he grabbed the handle of the samurai sword, and with a clang, he pulled out the samurai sword directly. The blade of the samurai sword, which was as white as snow, glowed coldly above the sky.

He threw away the scabbard in his hand and held the handle with both hands. The turbulent qi in his body rolled in an instant and quickly poured into the blade.

Immediately, he saw that a nearly three-meter sword glow shot out from the blade of the samurai sword, which was even more powerful than Nishiyama Taro by three points.

"Demon Moon Slash!"

Nishiyama Jiro drank coldly from high above, holding the samurai sword with both hands, and slashed towards Lin Yang to the black blade light that was directed towards Nishiyama Taro, and cut it down instantly.

"call out!"

The three-meter-long sword light, after the blade was cut, rotated at high speed like a large crescent moon, and rushed towards the black sword light that Lin Yang cut out.

Immediately, in mid-air, three sword glows walked towards each other.

boom!
At a certain moment, Lin Yang's black sword glow and Xishan Taro's sword glow collided in the air, and an earth-shattering roar erupted directly. The intense sound waves spread, making the whole sky seem a little dense .

Then, without the slightest surprise, there was a click, and Nishiyama Taro's two-meter sword light collapsed into fragments the size of a thumb, inch by inch, at the moment of collision.

In the blink of an eye, it dissipated in the air, and Lin Yang's sword light, only a little dim in black, continued to slash towards Nishiyama Taro.

Seeing this, Taro Nishiyama turned pale suddenly, with horror in his eyes, he quickly stretched out his palm to his waist, and pulled out a dagger hanging from his waist. Without the slightest hesitation, he pointed the dagger towards Iga Shrine behind him, ruthlessly Throw it out.

call out.

The short knife is like light, and it goes away in an instant.

On the hilt of the dagger, there was a silk thread of unknown length, connecting the hilt to Nishiyama Taro's wrist.

boom!
The dagger pierced the roof of the Iga Jingu Shrine and sank into the wooden roof.

Then, Nishiyama Taro grabbed the silk thread between the wrist and the dagger with his palm, and pulled it hard with all his might.

Immediately, he shot at Lin Yang's body and stopped immediately, and with the force of this pull, his body quickly shot backwards.

At this moment, he was afraid of Lin Yang.

(End of this chapter)