The Dongshan Ghost King deserves to be regarded as a master, and after listening to Lin Xing's provocative words, he was not moved on the surface.

Lin Xing originally thought that the competition could officially start, but he didn't expect Fujita Kansuke to also take off his shirt, revealing a disgusting fat body.

He glared fiercely at Masahito Tachibana, and then both walked up to Ryuichi Watanabe, each taking a short knife from his hand.

After that, the two walked behind their representatives and knelt down at the same time.

", is it possible that if I lose, you really want to commit suicide?" Lin Xing turned his head and asked in amazement.

With a burst of exclamations from the sidelines, Tachibana Masahito's face also showed an angry look, Lin Xing turned his head, only to see that the dangling Oriental sword had already slashed down at him.

"Hahahaha...... You really don't talk about martial arts, great, I finally have a reason to don't want your day! Hahaha......" Lin Xing blocked the car with a horizontal knife, and at the same time let out a series of strange laughs like night owls.

Although the backyard was brightly lit, the onlookers still couldn't help but feel a little creepy.

Oriental swordsmanship emphasizes fast, accurate, and ruthless, and when you dance, your subordinates are white in all directions, and you can only see the shadow of the sword, but you can't see it. This is the most vivid description of Oriental swordsmanship.

The ancestor of the Oriental knife originated from China and was transmitted to Dongying in the Tang Dynasty, and the knife technique evolved from the Tang knife.

Although the traditional fancy style has been removed, more attention has been paid to actual combat, but everything has not deviated from its origin, and it is still based on the five styles of splitting, chopping, blocking, piercing, and wiping.

After a few rounds, both sides were secretly frightened.

Lin Xing had already seen that this lean old man and Yamamoto's mad knife technique were indeed the same, and they were several times more powerful than him.

The Dongshan Ghost King was shocked and wondered - why didn't he defend? What about the word 'block'? Could this man be a madman who doesn't want to die?

After a surprise, he was involuntarily excited, Lin Xing only felt that the blood all over his body was like being mixed with gasoline, and he completely entered the state of 'don't, don't'.

The other lost his original calm after the shock, and felt a sense of extreme fear gradually enveloping his heart.

The Dongshan Ghost King only felt that he was about to be suffocated by the huge pressure, and he wanted to end this battle as much as he could, because it was so uncomfortable.

"Skynet kills!"

With a loud roar, the Dongshan Ghost King suddenly rose into the air, and when he swooped down, the blood-drinking knife slashed seven horizontally and vertically seven times, as if it was woven into a knife net under the cover of the air.

"It's good to come!" Lin Xing cheered loudly, and brought the Heavenly Sword method of going to the 'blocking' word trick to the limit.

In the eyes of everyone, it is really only the shadow of the sword, not the person.

Dongshan in mid-air was horrified, under the knife net he weaved, there was only a metal ball with cold light flickering, where could he still see the shadow of the opponent!

His ultimate move, 'Skynet Killing Slash', couldn't get into this flawless knife ball at all.

Seeing that falling into this wild chopping 'knife ball' will immediately be shattered into thousands of pieces, where does the Dongshan Ghost King dare to land, in a hurry, he slashes vertically on the 'knife ball', and uses the power of the rebound to fall out of the zhangyu.

At this time, anyone who knows some swordsmanship has already seen the difference between strength and weakness.

Everyone thought that this famous swordsman would be self-aware and admit defeat, but as soon as his toes landed, he swept straight towards his opponent against the ground.

Seeing that he was about to break into the 'knife ball', he shouted violently: "Son and mother slash in a row!" ”

"Be careful!" Masahito Tachibana suddenly shouted.

Luo Wuxuan, who was on the sidelines, also tightened his eyebrows, and involuntarily took a step forward.

After a metallic crash, the 'knife ball' was gone, and the Dongshan Ghost King had retreated three feet away, holding the knife in both hands, lowering his eyelids and posing as a victor.

Lin Xing stood still, lowered his head and looked at his chest, his snow-white shirt was already stained with red blood, and there was an extra half-foot-long wound on his chest.

Tachibana Masahito stood up and roared out in Japanese.

Lin Xing stretched out his hand and got some blood from the wound, put his finger into his mouth and sighed, and said with a smile: "Brother Tachibana, didn't you hear that when this old man enlarged his move just now, his name was in Chinese." He's pretending to be stupid and fooling us! ”

Tachibana Masahito woke up suddenly, and immediately pointed at Dongshan and said angrily: "You are cheating, and the secret arrow hurts people!" You've got a knife hidden in the hilt! ”

The Dongshan Ghost King finally couldn't pretend anymore, so he put away his knife and stood up, facing the sky and said: "I have already reminded the opponent, this move is called 'Zimu Serial Chop', and the Zimu knife is naturally two, how can it be regarded as a hidden arrow to hurt people?" ”

Tachibana Masahito was so angry that his eyes were about to bleed.

Ryuichi Watanabe, who served as the judge, was also trembling with anger, but the rules did not say that the two sides of the competition could only use one knife. The ghost king of Dongshan insisted on using his own saber, but he had personally tested it, and he did not see the clues, so he could only be regarded as derelict in his duties.

Who would have thought that this old ghost would have a half-foot-long dagger hidden in the hilt!

"Hey, hey, hey...... What kind of master taught what kind of apprentice, interesting, let's come again. Lin Xing waved his hand, signaled Tachibana Masato to step aside, pointed at the ghost slashing knife at the other party, and said with a sly smile: "Explain in advance, I will only use this ghost slashing knife to kill the little ghost, this time, I don't want you to do it, Lao Tzu wants to behead you on behalf of the stars!" Hahahaha......"

The Dongshan Ghost King shuddered suddenly, and vaguely felt a sense of impending disaster. He slashed extremely hard at the knife that he secretly attacked just now, but he didn't expect the evil god in front of him to act like he was nothing, and he actually said something like 'don't want the day'......

He had just put on a posture of battle, only to find that the 'Knife Ball' swept over him with crazy laughter.

Before he could think of a solution, he saw several rays of light flash out of the knife ball, flying into the sky like meteors, and even the strong magnesium lights seemed to be robbed of their brilliance by these starlights.

He hadn't even seen if it was a meteor or not, and before he could count how many meteors there were, he realized that Jingguang was not there, and the 'Knife Ball' had already rolled into the distance.

In an instant, the entire backyard was quiet, as if everyone's breathing had stopped.

"What a big, bright star...... Star ......"

This is the last sentence left by Japan's third swordsman, the Higashiyama Ghost King, in the world, and those uncounted meteors are also the last beautiful scenery he saw in the world.

Immediately afterward, the people erupted in a continuous exclamation.

Because, when the Dongshan Ghost King finished saying the last word 'star', his two legs were still standing in place with lunges, but his upper body was broken at the waist and fell steeply to the ground, and a pair of dead fish eyes looked straight up at the dark night sky outside the magnesium lamp.

"I said that I would only kill imps with a ghost slasher." Lin Xing's excitement finally subsided.

After being stunned for a long time, Watanabe Ryuichi shook his head and cleared his throat, ready to announce the result.

Fujita Kansuke, who was kneeling on the sidelines, stood up with a 'whoosh' voice, and the short knife that was originally used to cut the abdomen was thrown at Watanabe Ryuichi fiercely, but in his left hand, he took out a small hand ~ gun from his ankle and aimed it at Tachibana Masahto who had already walked to Lin Xing's side.