Chapter Fifty-Eight: Let Them Kneel!
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The night is getting thicker and thicker, and the rain is still falling!
In the continuous heavy rain, in the dense maple forest, the battle was still going on, and sometimes there were terrifying energy aftermaths, bursting out, revealing the fierceness of it.
Bang!
The astonishing light of the fist mark broke through the darkness, and in a dense forest, Pei Junlin smashed a killer's body with a punch like a demon god, and the opponent vomited blood and fell to the ground.
Then in the terrifying eyes of that killer, Pei Junlin concocted the same method, and green netherworld karmic fire erupted from his fingertips, shooting into the opponent's chest!
"It's the eighth!"
Pei Junlin muttered to himself, his body rose into the air, and his toes stepped on the dense leaves, just like the legendary Dharma crossing the river, and his body was like electricity!
The cold wind and rain blew on Pei Junlin's body, his clothes were soaked, but his eyes did not change at all, and the raindrops fell along the lines of his resolute face, which increasingly set off a cold and iron-blooded temperament.
Under the shroud of a powerful divine sense, Pei Junlin could clearly perceive that in the dense forest a hundred meters away from him, the last killer was hidden!
This killer's aura is very well hidden, and he will ignore it if he doesn't perceive it carefully, and he is definitely the strongest of the nine killers.
Pei Junlin had long sensed the existence of the other party, and even knew that this person was the first to come to Maple Leaf Mountain, but for some reason, he always hid in the dark and did not move, showing that as a professional killer, he had enough patience and perseverance.
Swish!
On the top of the dense maple forest, a figure like an eagle swept by, the killer was patient, but Pei Junlin didn't, since the other party didn't make a move, then he took the initiative!
The distance of about 100 meters was instantaneous, and when Pei Junlin descended from the sky like a demon god, the killer hidden in the dense forest finally couldn't hide it, and rose to the sky, and the bright sword light was like a long rainbow piercing the sun, dazzling.
This turned out to be a kendo master, the killer did not hide his true face, and the appearance revealed seemed to be a Chinese person.
"Pei Junlin, you really didn't disappoint me!"
However, when the killer spoke in a stiff Huaxia language, Pei Junlin knew that the other party was not a Huaxia person, but a Dongying person!
Although Dongying is a land of projectiles, the martial arts have been inherited for a long time, and the kendo, swordsmanship, and ninjutsu are all very famous in the world.
Pei Junlin coldly glanced at the Dongying people in front of him, and his tone did not fluctuate: "But you have disappointed me!
Aoi Chuan was furious, he was a rare genius in the kendo of the Eastern Ying Kingdom, less than thirty years old, he comprehended the essence of kendo, and at the same time he was more proficient in ninjutsu, and there were few opponents in the same rank.
The three words Aoi River, in the martial arts world of the Eastern Ying Kingdom, is definitely a thunderous name, and it is an idol worshiped by many young generations.
However, Aoi Chuan was not satisfied with all this, in order to break through the shackles of his body and obtain stronger strength, he resolutely gave up the glory and wealth in his own country, joined the black net alone, and became one of them.
Since then, he has transformed into a lone killer, specializing in some special bounties, so as to find a way to break through in actual battles again and again.
Not to mention, in just a few years, in the life and death killings again and again, Aoi Chuan's strength has grown rapidly, and now he is already the cultivation of the fourth grade of the grandmaster, and the cultivation of the sword is becoming more and more refined.
This mission is to get a higher breakthrough!
"Arrogant, I, Aoi River, will use your head to worship the sword I revere!"
The sound of the sword sounded piercingly, and a brilliant sword light suddenly stabbed into Pei Junlin's body, which was really as fast as lightning.
Seeing this, Pei Junlin, who stepped on the branches and stood in the wind, the corners of his mouth turned up, and his sarcasm was undisguised: "The frog at the bottom of the well, how do you know the real kendo appearance!"
"Well, today Ben Shura will let you see what the real kendo is!"
Pei Junlin's words fell, and he suddenly grabbed at the dark sky, and spit out two words like spring thunder in his mouth: "Sword!"
In an instant, in the pitch-black sky, there were bursts of thunder, lightning and thunder, and a long sword that seemed to be condensed by thousands of lightning appeared in Pei Junlin's hand, stunning and peerless, and sharp to the sky.
On the other side, Aoi Chuan, who was originally about to make a move on Pei Junlin, was directly stunned, his eyes almost bulged, he had been immersed in kendo for more than 20 years, and he had seen countless so-called kendo powerhouses, and there had never been a single one who could compare to Pei Junlin's momentum in front of him.
This is the essence of true kendo, the ultimate that Aoi Kawa has pursued all his life!
"I have a sword, which can move mountains, pour seas, subdue demons, suppress demons, kill gods, pick stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and open the sky!"
At this time, Pei Junlin's god-like voice, word by word resounded in the silent night, every word fell, making the body of Aoi Chuan, who was standing opposite, tremble, especially when the word 'open the sky' fell, Aoi Chuan suddenly trembled, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.
"Dongying country kendo lineage, Aoi family Aoi River, meet the master!"
Pei Junlin completely subdued Aoi Chuan, a kendo master, just by virtue of his momentum!
Pei Junlin was very satisfied with this, dispersed the long sword and momentum in his hand, and slowly landed.
"Aoi Chuan, are you still satisfied with the kendo cultivation of this seat?"
Aoi Chuan pouted and knelt on the ground: "Master Kendo cultivation, the stars of the universe today are unbeatable!"
Unexpectedly, Pei Junlin slowly shook his head and said, "No!
"Ben Shura once knew a sword cultivator named Beacon Fire Venerable, he was feared by all races with a sword, it was really a sword that slashed the stars and destroyed the heavens and the earth! That is the real way of the sword!"
"The nine-layer mantra sword technique that this seat has just revealed was won from a bet made by the Beacon Fire Venerable!"
Aoi Chuan, who was kneeling on the ground, was directly stunned, and he couldn't imagine that such a peerless sword path from the past and the present was actually won by a bet......
But then he trembled with excitement, since Pei Junlin knew such a peerless powerhouse, he would definitely be able to meet him in the future, he was born for kendo in this life, whoever can teach him the true kendo, he will follow him desperately, and pursue the ultimate!
"Aoi River, go, give all the reptiles in this mountain to Ben Shura and bring them to the villa!"
After Pei Junlin dropped this sentence, his figure disappeared in an instant, and the ghostly speed, Aoi Chuan's eyes were hot again.
Pei Junlin didn't give Aoi Chuan a netherworld karma fire, because he felt that it was unnecessary, as a dignified Shura general, his eyes were naturally vicious and abnormal, but he could see at a glance that Aoi Chuan was the kind of martial idiot who was bent on pursuing the ultimate in swordsmanship, such a person, as long as you have enough strength to make the other party submit, it is enough!
When Pei Junlin returned to the Maple Mountain Villa, as soon as he entered the door, the situation in the villa made him stunned, the low and dim room was full of people, in addition to the guarding ape and the black snake, Wang Ziqiong, Wang Ziyu, Wang Haishan, Qin Yan and his wife were actually there, even if the lights were not turned on, Pei Junlin could sense the anxiety in everyone's heart.
At this moment, it was already three or four o'clock in the middle of the night, the villa on the top of the hill was not as good as in the city, the temperature was very low, and the air conditioning was not turned on, Pei Junlin turned on the light casually, and under the bright light, he saw pale and panicked faces.
"It's okay, let's go to sleep!"
Pei Junlin spoke, and then he was about to change his clothes first, the clothes on his body were not only wet from the rain but also stained with a lot of blood.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a soft and boneless delicate body flew directly and hugged him tightly.
Pei Junlin's steps just about to leave suddenly stiffened in place, and the originally cold-blooded and ruthless heart gradually had a trace of warmth flowing, and he reached out and patted the trembling shoulder of Wang Ziqiong in his arms and said: "It's okay! It's okay! Look at me, I'm not intact! Just with those reptiles, they can't hurt me!"
"Obedient, let me go change your clothes, you see your clothes are wet!"
Wang Ziqiong was silent, but hugged Pei Junlin's body more tightly, but he didn't let go of his hand.
There was a faint crying sound in his ears, Pei Junlin showed a helpless look, who would have thought that the Shura general, who had once crisscrossed thousands of worlds, the man codenamed Pei Shura, would have a helpless psychology towards a woman.
Especially, this woman is just a mortal!
I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, there was an endless stream of screams outside, and then a voice full of anger sounded: "Master, the mountain has been cleaned up! There are eight people in total, two of them are dead, and there are still six left!"
Only then did Wang Ziqiong let go of Pei Junlin's body, turned sideways and wiped his ruddy eyes, and tears were still there on that beautiful and peerless face.
Pei Junlin said lightly: "Just let them kneel outside!"
After that, everyone who left the room in a daze went directly into the shower.
In the room, everyone in the Wang family looked at each other, and they all saw a strong curiosity in each other's eyes, who was talking outside?
Wang Ziyu was the most daring, and the first one ran to the balcony, which frightened Wang Haishan and his wife into screaming, and hurriedly chased them out, but soon, the figures of the three people froze on the balcony, motionless.
Seeing this, Wang Ziqiong hurriedly packed up her emotions and walked over, followed by the brute ape and the black snake behind her, and when the three of them walked to the balcony, as far as the eye could see, they saw a row of black pressed figures kneeling at the gate of the villa below.
Another man, with a sword in his arms, stood silently in the doorway, motionless, like a statue.
The heavy rain was still falling, and everyone outside was like a chicken in soup, and their bodies were wet.
Wang Ziyu counted curiously, there were nine people in total, of which two were lying on the ground, six were kneeling, and only one was standing!
"Are these the same scoundrels who are looking for my brother-in-law tonight?"
Wang Ziyu snorted angrily and clenched his small fists.
Except for the man who stood with the sword in his arms intact, the other six were all in disarray, covered in mud and water, and mixed with blood.
Some people clasped their hands to their chests and trembled, as if they were forcing themselves to endure some terrible pain, while others were depressed and had an unconcealed fear in their eyes.