Campus belle's cultivation master

Master Matsumoto is gnashing his teeth, his eyes are fierce, and his tight cheek muscles show unprecedented ferocity. The spiritual power around him soared like a flame, filled his robes and swelled them, making every piece of cloth harder than steel.

"Huaxia linzixuan, let me see your skill! How can you defeat the Dongyi demon hunting group with one hand

As his voice fell, he stepped out of the sky and pulled out the sharp Dongyi Samurai machete at his waist. He held the knife in both hands, just like a silver dragon, walking fast, aiming at the young people not far away.

This Dao is a treasure handed down from generation to generation by the Matsumoto family. It has always been given only to the owner of the family. It is a priceless spirit weapon and a symbol of power. Its power can not be underestimated, today Matsumoto Yasuo used it, it is obvious that reported the idea of fighting to death.

Matsumoto Yasuo stands with a knife, just like the invincible God of war in the world. He stepped into the air and took several steps one after another. Each step caused the space to vibrate and the mountains to rumble.

At the same time, the brilliance of the samurai machete became more and more prosperous and intense. At last, a vast sword with a length of tens of meters crossed the void. The blazing white light made people cry and hardly open their eyes.

The temperature is rising, the snow is melting, the wind is blowing on the flat ground, the sand is flying, the stone mat is rolling, and the clouds are in the sky. This terrible power beyond the limit of ordinary people's imagination, as if even in the face of a towering mountain, can also be cut in two.

The top master of Huajing, so terrible!

The Matsumoto people shuddered, clenched their fists tightly, and their cheeks flushed with excitement: "my Lord is so powerful, why can't you kill this Chinese demon?"

Even Matsumoto Jiuneng, who had just been slapped, was full of energy and regained his rampant posture: "damn chinese! This is the true foundation of Matsumoto family. It's easy to kill you! You devil, you must die

Shen Feili and true moon Liangzi, the two beautiful young girls, are staring at the huge sword that sweeps across the sky, worried and worried.

"It's terrible. It's a magic trick." Shen Feili felt as if her soul was shaking. She could not help but worry more about Lin Yu's safety.

Although she has seen Lin Yu's amazing method more than once, it is still not worth mentioning compared with Matsumoto Yasuo's magic power.

"Don't lose..." Shin Yueliang took a deep breath of the hot air full of dust, holding her hand tightly, even her joints were pale. After all, she was far from the middle of Xiuzhen, and her knowledge of Lin Yu was only limited to the scattered information collected, which was a little uncertain at the moment.

In any case, if Lin Zixuan wanted to level the shogunate and sweep the Dongyi Xiuzhen Kingdom, he would never die in Kochi early!

Real moon Liangzi's eyes are cold. At this moment, she seems to be back to the dark rainy night more than ten years ago. Facing the broken family, she clenches her teeth and makes a gamble on everything!

Back in time, she once again stood at the crossroads of fate, facing the same bleak and unknowable future, chose a bumpy road that she had never walked.

This time, she bet all her chips on Huaxia Tianjiao. She can only win, not lose!

The terrible sword, which is tens of meters long, falls down like a thunderbolt. It is invincible.

"Lin Zixuan! Dongyi demon hunting regiment destroyed Huaxia, and many of the top strong people died unexpectedly. Let me see if it was the despicable means of Huaxia military headquarters or your one arm power! " Matsumoto came from deep oppression, and his eyes showed the fierce light of wild animals. "If you can defeat me, you will believe your ability!"

Lin Yu is still indifferent, cool cheek no waves, slowly raised that seemingly pale and weak palm. At the same time, his cold voice also resounded through the four fields: "I have a stone, you don't need half a fight to kill you."

Rampant, arrogant, lawless!

In the face of Matsumoto's fierce attack, he could even utter such arrogance, which is really arrogant to the extreme.

I have a stone in my power. I don't need to fight to kill you. This is not to say that Matsumoto Yasuo's hard work can't compare with one twentieth of his practice?

"Ah! Damned Lin Zixuan, I'm going to tear you to pieces Matsumoto was so angry that he was furious and crazy. He held a samurai machete in his hand and chopped down angrily, "let's die!"

A lot of people were close to each other, and they were affected by the aftereffects. They didn't even have time to scream. On the spot, they were blown up and there were no bones left.

This kind of attack is far beyond the reach of extraordinary people. It's amazing!

Lin Yu's pupils twinkled, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Immediately, he stretched out of the hand, five slender fingers suddenly closed, mouth low low break drink: "broken!"

Whew, whew!

The roaring wind coiled Jackie Chan's scroll and instantly condensed into countless air blades, each of which was shining with a sharp light. The space where it passed was distorted. I wish I could twist the whole sky into powder.

Matsumoto looked around in a hurry, looking at the Lingfeng blade, which had been strangled, and his face was full of panic: "this... This is..."

His voice did not fall, the overwhelming wind blade was near first, like dense hailstones and raindrops, and it collided with the huge cutting edge.

Boom!

The shocking explosion soared and filled with smoke and dust. Immediately, many Matsumoto family members could not escape and were trapped into it and became cannon fodder for the strong. Just this one collision, nearly half of the buildings collapsed and fell into debris!

The people who survived by chance took refuge in the distance and looked at the huge mushroom cloud rising from the sky

"Such a fierce collision, Chinese demons... Damn it?"

Matsumoto's eyes were full of fierce light for a long time, and he was proud and confident. He asserted: "the master of the family has made a shock to the world, and even the strong of the same level will have to drink hatred. There is no doubt that the Chinese demons will die! The Matsumoto family won this battle! "

After Matsumoto's death, he was the second best in the clan, next only to Matsumoto Yasuo. Even when he came to such a conclusion, the people in the rear no longer doubted it and immediately cheered

"The master is mighty! Long live the master

"Kill Lin Zixuan of China, and become famous in the martial art world of Dongyi!"

As the smoke gradually dissipated, people raised their eyes to see that Matsumoto Yasuo, the owner of the house, stood still in the sky, like a sculpture