The Great Demon of Martial Arts

Chapter 127
Upon closer inspection, the sleeves of Mu Jue's black dress were soaked, and drops of purple blood fell to the ground along the sleeves.

Mu Jue relied on his instinct to block Lin Donglai's violent attack every time, but the master's strength and true energy could not be compared with the innate realm.

As a result, Mu Jue's arm had been blasted by the continuous force of the shock, causing the skin to burst and blood to flow horizontally.

Even so, Mu Jue didn't frown, but still gritted his teeth and persisted.

Just at this moment, Ji Chuan moved, raised a Qingfeng long sword, and suddenly came behind Lin Donglai, and the fierce wind hit Lin Donglai's back and neck.

"Hmph, worm-carving trick!"

Lin Donglai sneered, and there was a sudden flash of the blade, shaking Mu Jue away with one blow, and turned to look at Ji Chuan who was attacking, the blade turned sharply, and was about to break the long sword.

He is not afraid of an ordinary fine steel sword, it will be shattered into pieces with a single blow.

Lin Donglai sneered in his heart, but the knife in his hand was not slow at all, and the knife was full of energy.

however……

next moment!
There was no clanging sound of the sword points hitting each other, and Lin Donglai's face was filled with astonishment.

It's just that the moves are old, and it's impossible to take them back.

Lin Donglai slashed down with a sharp blade, and slashed in the void, causing ripples.

This feeling of emptiness in the empty space made Lin Donglai feel depressed for a while.

"boom!"

Under the fierce sword aura, the bluestone floor of the Lin Mansion cracked inch by inch, creating a shocking gully.

However, Lin Donglai didn't have any joy on his face, instead he was extremely gloomy.

This sense of unreality made him want to vomit blood.

Just when Lin Donglai was bored, an ordinary fine steel sword flashed dangerously, and rushed from the other side at a high speed.

Ji Chuan hadn't practiced swordsmanship much, and his sword was very similar to Mu Jue's saber.

The only characteristic is that it is fast.

Extremely fast.

Lin Donglai broke into a cold sweat from fright, and quickly gathered his true energy, the long sword seemed to be frozen and could not be stored.

"What kind of martial art is this, how did you do it?"

At this time, Lin Donglai raised his head and asked with a gloomy face.

What he asked was the illusion of that moment just now, the sword was coming straight, but after he reacted, he found that it was coming from another direction.

He believed that his feelings would not be wrong, and the spiritual sense of the master state allowed him to know the situation around him like the palm of his hand.

Then, there is only one possibility, and that is the issue of Ji Chuan's martial arts or exercises.

"Hmph!" Ji Chuan sneered and remained silent. From the moment of the fight, it was obvious that this person had barely stepped into the realm of a grandmaster, and his realm was not even stable.

Ji Chuan was full of confidence.

Today, he is going to kill Grandmaster.

The difference between the Grandmaster Realm and the Xiantian Realm is that the quality of the true energy has been improved, and it is more solid and thick, so every move is unpredictable.

Glancing at Mu Absolute, Ji Chuan continued to raise his sword, and the sword collided with a bang, causing Ji Chuan's arm to go numb and his veins exposed.

Fighting recklessly with the master will naturally suffer a disadvantage, after all, the quality and thickness of true energy are different.

At this time, a cold and bloody aura rushed towards Mu Jue's body. The scarlet blade fell down, and the aura of the blade was criss-crossed, mixed with a strong smell of blood.

Mu Jue's sword is a sword of hatred, a sword of loneliness. He vowed to use the blood of the Lin family to wash and hone this pitch-black knife with its scarlet edge.

Facing the offensive of the two men, Lin Donglai was able to handle the attack with ease, and he didn't feel stretched at all.

Everything is so comfortable and natural, even though he is new to the Grandmaster, there is no problem in dealing with a congenital early stage and a congenital middle stage.

"Senior brother, make a quick decision!"

Ji Chuan's lips moved slightly.

As the commotion grew louder, the martial artists of the Lin family had already gathered here.

At a glance, there are about 20 innate realms.

If it was delayed any longer, Lin Donglai would feel that he couldn't take the two of them alone, and the Lin family was born together, so Ji Chuan might not be able to deal with so many people.

As the saying goes, if you beat a master to death with random punches, more than 20 innate talents gather together, and their strength should not be underestimated.

Mu Jue was silent, he proved with practical actions that he knew what to do.

As Ji Chuan's words fell, the scarlet blade fell, and the blade seemed to cut through the space, and the light of the blade flashed, as if faster and more terrifying than lightning.

Lin Donglai narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, he felt the slightest threat from this pitch-black knife.

The black is the dark red of blood precipitation, a knife that symbolizes death, mixed with hatred like a raging fire, no one can describe this knife.

Lin Donglai's face turned serious. Only when he faced the knife directly could he feel the horror in it. The knife seemed to carry the power of hell, and even he couldn't help but feel palpitations.

Lin Donglai shook off the entangled Ji Chuan, and was ready to concentrate on the knife, otherwise he might capsize in the gutter.

Lin Donglai's eyes were slightly cold, and he opened and closed the saber, and the grand master's majestic zhenqi poured out.

Different from the extreme speed of Mu Jue's saber technique, Lin Donglai's saber is turbulent, with strands of true energy surging in the light of the saber, with a magnificent momentum.

Mu Jue's black outfit was rattled by this momentum, just when Lin Donglai was about to take down Mu Jue in one fell swoop.

"boom!"

Lin Donglai raised the saber, and the condensed saber suddenly froze, and the whole person lost his mind for a moment, his eyes were in a trance, as if his thinking had temporarily stagnated.

Mu Jue's eyes sharpened, and he caught this trace of distraction. For the Xiantian realm, this trace of mistake is fatal enough.

The scarlet blade slammed down, with a terrifying blade light and a pungent bloody smell, just an inch away from Lin Donglai's forehead, Lin Donglai's eyes showed a gleam of clarity.

Suddenly, Lin Donglai was startled, his face changed suddenly, and he hurriedly raised his knife to block, but it was a bit late at this time.

Lin Donglai didn't know why he lost his mind for a short time, but he knew that even if he dodged this time, he would definitely be injured, so he quickly shouted: "Quick, hurry up!"

Lin Donglai shouted loudly, and all the innate warriors of the Lin family took out their weapons one after another, and then all kinds of weapons attacked Ji Chuan and Mu Jue.

"boom!"

In a panic, two different knives, symbolizing different meanings of knives, collided with each other. Before Lin Donglai had time to gather his true energy, he was shocked back and forth by a huge force.

Even so, Lin Donglai still didn't forget that Ji Chuan was behind him, and he was always on guard against those behind him.

Even if you are injured, your mind will always be behind you. There is nothing wrong with being cautious.

At this time, Mu Jue used his usual moves and stepped back a few steps, but he didn't suffer any injuries.

next moment!
In a trance, Lin Donglai suddenly found a sword in front of him, and a bright sword light flashed, stabbing straight at his chest.

Lin Donglai's eyes were full of disbelief and astonishment.

"How is it possible, it's clearly behind you." Lin Donglai murmured, but he quickly blocked it. This ordinary move did not pose any threat to him.

Finally, his mind relaxed for a while.

"呲!!!"

The sound of a sword piercing his flesh came to Lin Donglai's ears. Before he could react, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, which seemed to attack his pain nerves.

Bowing his head slightly, the familiar yet unfamiliar fine steel sword passed through his back, and the tip of the sword was exposed from his chest.

Lin Donglai raised his head in confusion. Except for Mu Jue standing far away, there was no one else in front of him, and it was empty.

"impossible!"

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