Since the other party is called a sword hero, then the kung fu is naturally on this sword, after fighting for so long, I have never seen this Shimada Masako's sword out of the sheath, if this knife is out of the sheath, what kind of terrifying level will it be?

Thinking about it, Lin Fan didn't feel stunned in his heart.

Although he inherited the Duan family's martial arts from Duan Fei's body, in fact, his understanding of martial arts is simply superficial, plus the several peerless skills he knows all need strong internal force as support, and now he can't exert his power at all, and he can't use it too much.

Therefore, the military body fist used in the past is naturally not able to exert any combat power, the only difference is that this military body fist is injected with internal force, so the combat power is increased by a hundred times. But in the eyes of Shimada Zhenwu, it is still not enough, without martial arts, no matter how strong your internal strength is, you can't help the ancient martial arts masters.

Last time, it wasn't for luck, it happened to trigger the Northern Spiritual Skill Protector to absorb Lin Lao's internal force, Lin Fan definitely couldn't stand here alive, but this time it was different, Lin Fan was facing Shimada Zhenwu, who was experienced in combat and whose strength was far above Lin Lao, and his situation could be described as precarious.

Night Stalker watched the battle between the two, his face had already changed, he originally just came to help Duan Fei in front of his boss, but now he realized that he didn't seem to be able to help at all, the combat power of the two people was already so strong that it was perverted, and it could no longer be described as human strength.

He wanted to verify Duan Fei's strength before, but now that he thinks about it, it is ridiculous, everything he saw today has subverted his perception of force, and a person can be so powerful.

Just as the night owl was thinking about this, Shimada Matake's sword was finally unsheathed.

He had basically come up with the answer, Lin Fan's current cultivation was indeed in the middle of the innate stage, one stage away from himself, and he couldn't be his opponent at all, besides, he still had a sword technique like the Twelve Slashes in the Wind, and Lin Fan was not his opponent.

I saw a cold light flashing, accompanied by a soft groan of "Zheng", and the scabbard flew towards Lin Fan under the action of internal force.

The scabbard is extremely fast and carries a strong wind, and if it is hit, it will definitely take a lot of damage. Lin Fan didn't dare to take it hard, and he couldn't take it, so he could only carry Ling Bo and quickly dodge this blow with a quick flash.

Touch!

The scabbard swept past Lin Fan and plunged straight into the wall in the distance, without the slightest damage, which required great internal force to do.

"What a fast body!" Shimada Zhenwu was taken aback, Lin Fan's speed had already surprised him before, but he didn't expect it to be faster! It was incredible, it seemed that this Duan Fei had something unusual from ordinary people.

"What kind of body are you?" Shimada Matake asked, looking at Lin Fan.

I don't know how many martial arts have been lost in China for thousands of years, and they have long been forgotten, not to mention Shimada Zhenwu in a foreign country, who naturally knows about Lin Fan's ghostly body.

"Tell you, you don't know. Lin Fan said lightly.

"Hmph!" Shimada snorted coldly, not caring either.

"You'd better be prepared, for as soon as my sword is unsheathed, it will inevitably be stained with blood!, but it is also an honor to die under my windward slash!"

Slash against the wind!

I don't know how powerful it is, but just hearing the name makes me feel very hanging. However, this little devil's words made Lin Fan very unhappy to listen to, and he pretended to be 13.

There are a total of 12 types of slashes in the wind, and the sword is deadly! It was created by the Oriental sword saint Tianfeng Shishilang more than 400 years ago, and has been passed down in the East to this day.

"Windward slash the first style! Split the ground and slash!" Just when Lin Fan was secretly slandering himself, Shimada Matake suddenly burst into a loud shout, held the handle of the knife with both hands and raised it above his head, and slashed at the ground head-on!

In an instant, the dust flew and rolled up a wave of qi, like an earth dragon flying towards Lin Fan.

No way!

Night Raid couldn't help but spit out a dirty word, and rubbed his eyes, so as not to hallucinate in front of his eyes, this kind of special effect that only saw in the movie actually happened in front of his eyes, and it felt like he had lived in vain before.

The stone bricks on the martial arts arena were flying and approaching, and the rolling air wave had the momentum of breaking the waves, as if it was about to engulf Lin Fan's whole person.

The stone bricks on the ground kept flying in front of Lin Fan, Lin Fan stepped back, and if he was not careful, he would be hit by the stone bricks if he was not injured by the sword qi.

In the face of Shimada Matake's fierce offensive, Lin Fan could only defend passively.

"Brush, brush, brush!" A few more slashes, Lin Fan only felt that his body was full of roaring sword qi, and he could only rely on his ghostly body technique to constantly dodge.

Damn, how does this make my brother fight?

Lin Fan kept scolding in his heart, this Shimada Zhenwu was obviously a long-range attack, and he couldn't exert his power at all if he didn't get close in a close fight.

Shimada Matake didn't expect to defeat the opponent with just the 12 Slashes in the Wind 1st Style, so he split the 2nd Style again.

"Break the Sky and Slash!" Shimada Zhenwu slashed twice in the air, only to see the sword qi of the two swords intersecting flying towards him head-on, its speed was so fast that Lin Fan could not avoid it.

Lin Fan could only use all his strength to punch out, and with a loud bang, the two forces collided, and Lin Fan's body flew out directly, spitting out a mouthful of blood mist in the air.

"Little Brother Fei!" Liang Hongying screamed in horror, her little face turned pale, and she kept blaming herself in her heart, if she hadn't called Lin Fan to come over, Lin Fan would not have encountered such danger.

But in that case, she didn't call Lin Fan, and she didn't know what to do!

She can't just watch her father being beaten to death by the Orientals! And at that time, she didn't know the strength of this Shimada Masashi at all, she was full of confidence in Lin Fan, and she completely thought that Lin Fan could deal with the other party, where could she have thought that such a situation would occur!

Lin Fan spit out blood again on the ground, stood up and wiped the corners of his mouth, and finally saw how good the real martial arts are, which is not comparable to ordinary fists and feet, and sure enough, this knife is out of the sheath and out of the sheath is a world of difference!

Today's Lin Fan can be said to have fallen into a disadvantage as soon as he came up, and people without weapons will naturally fall into passivity in the face of people with weapons, not to mention that the other party is still a master of making knives.

"How about it? If you are willing to kneel down and kowtow to Yamamoto-kun and admit your mistake, I can plan to spare your life!" Shimada Masatake looked at Lin Fan and said sneeringly.

Toshio Yamamoto hurriedly held his head high with a triumphant expression.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Lin Fan's mouth, making him think that Toshio Yamamoto, an Oriental devil, kowtowed, it was simply delusional!

"So-so! It's okay! You want me to kowtow and admit my mistakes, you come to beg me, see if I agree?" Lin Fan looked at Shimada Masashi with a sneer.