"Demon sword, sir, are you talking about that ......?"

Standing on the right, the old samurai, who had never spoken, and looked like a withered wormwood, let out a tone of surprise. His old face was distorted a little by the thought of that terrible name, and there was a blinding glint in his cloudy eyes.

The demon knife has another name, the demon knife in troubled times. This is a terrible murderous name, and in the history of country R, there is a very terrible bloody story. It was a legend that shrouded generations in fear.

Even these three strong men who are close to old age and have seen through the vicissitudes of time, and those who used to laugh proudly, can't help but tremble when they hear that name.

The same image comes to their minds. In the night when the clouds are thick, the lightning and thunder are roaring, and the five fingers can not be seen, and people can only feel the cold to the bone. With the explosion of thunder, a terrifying mad knife appeared in the void.

Then, a storm swept and heavy rain poured down, as if the end times were apocalyptic. People are afraid to go out, hiding in their homes and shivering. The lights of thousands of homes flickered in the dark night, and then a figure bathed in darkness jumped into the sky, holding the demon knife in his hand, and let out a hoarse laugh......

The laughter was terrifying, like the sneer of the devil.

People looked at the figure in the sky, and their faces turned pale with fright. Under the gaze of one line of sight, the figure actually walked down. The sword is bloody, murderous, and the demon knife is ruthlessly wielded, and the residents of a town all die and become the souls of the sword.

Since then, the name of the demon knife has shocked the martial arts.

And this demon knife has become more and more terrifying because it has absorbed countless grievances. In the end, it became a taboo in martial arts and was boycotted by major forces. An earth-shattering battle of the righteous path to strangle the demons kicked off, and people thought that the righteous army would win easily, but unexpectedly, countless heroes and heroes died in that battle.

R country martial arts, hit hard.

After that, the owner of the demon knife stepped on countless corpses and walked towards Kyushu in a wild laugh...... Since then, the martial arts of country R have finally entered the period of peace.

Now, although Muramasa is dead, the demon sword is not ancient.

The three respected martial arts masters, thinking of that shocking demon knife, were full of palpitations.

"How is that possible?" The old man on the left couldn't calm down, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Wasn't that evil demon sword sealed by the Shogunate Ancestor?"

"In the Sealed Land, no one knows about it except for the Tokugawa Ancestor, how can they know?"

"How can there be an impermeable wall in this world?"

The ancestor of the Damu family exhaled a long breath, and his expression finally calmed down. Then he looked at the sky indifferently, worried, "It seems that a bloody storm is coming!"

"Those sleeping old people will also appear on Mt. Fuji one by one to compete for the holy fruit!"

"The warriors of Huaxia are also ready to move, this world is destined not to be peaceful!"

The Great Wood Ancestor turned to leave, leaving one last word, "Bury them!"

At the same time, on a slope 500 meters away, covered with corpses, like salted fish drying on a cement slab, arranged in a boxy and extremely neat manner.

The clansmen of the Kudo family looked at these corpses silently, their expressions shocked.

"Who is it?"

Someone was indignant, clenched his fists, and the bruises on his face burst out, "I, the Kudo family, will definitely kill this thief!"

"We must find out the murderer and avenge our people!"

"Whoever he is, kill him and sacrifice his blood to the souls of his people!"

The crowd was excited, and everyone roared angrily, their eyes red.

In the crowd, an old figure walked out, looking at the neat wounds on the corpse's neck, and leisurely spit out a worried voice, "Kill dozens of people between breaths, the wounds are like mirrors, so that people don't even have time to react, such a means, except for Hengshan, there is no second person!"

"The demon knife is born!"

"Shhh

Everyone's hearts were terrified, and they looked terrified.

Kudo stood in the crowd, silently watching all this, revealing a thoughtful look. Suddenly, Ling Feng's figure flashed in his mind. The corners of his mouth were bitter, with a deep question, "Is it really, Demon Knife?"

When I first met, the little grandmaster of Huaxia was inconspicuous. When I fought it, I felt terrifying. Yesterday, the murderous reputation of Ling Tian Hades was born and swept the sky. He finally knew what terrible potential the young man he had once despised was!

"Woohoo!"

Ling Feng and the others were walking among the cherry blossoms, and suddenly the air was pierced, and between the pupils of their eyes, they saw two terrifying lights and shadows rushing in.

Even from a distance of tens of meters, the terrifying power of the arrows still made the butcher's heart tremble. His eyes widened angrily, and then he lost his voice and said, "Shoot the Sun Divine Arrow!"

In the pupils, the color of fear spread in an instant.

Shoot the Sun Divine Bow, and only the captain of the Imperial Guardian Guard of Country R is eligible to use it. This bow was inherited by generations of Holy Emperors, and then handed over to the most trusted warriors. Its power is very terrifying, 100 meters away, can pierce stones.

The current lord of the treasure bow is the head of the Miyamoto family, Miyamoto Wuchang, and the Holy Emperor is the Holy Emperor of the Martial Emperor. Its strength can be described as heavenly, and its strength is huge, and it can easily pull away this hundred-pound treasure bow.

With the power of breaking the sun, the arrows pierced everything, locking Ling Feng's head, and arrived in the blink of an eye.

Then, a series of shocking figures appeared behind the arrows.

Beads of sweat the size of beans overflowed on the butcher's forehead, and the whole person was a little bad. Although he had seen Ling Feng's strength with his own eyes, he was still worried in his heart, feeling that Ling Tian Hades King could not beat the long-famous old-timer, Miyamoto Wuchang.

It was the Martial Emperor who was personally sealed by the Holy Emperor, and it can be seen that his strength is all over the sky.

Ling Feng's expression was calm, even in the face of such a terrifying attack, he still did not have the slightest fear. Instead, he raised his head faintly, stared at the figure that swept behind the arrow, and smiled slightly.

"It seems that the so-called holy fruit is not far ahead!"

Ling Feng searched all the way and killed people all the way. The opponents of this batch are the strongest. Obviously, they are also the closest force to the Holy Fruit.

"Where is Xiaoxiao, who dares to peep at the holy fruit?"

An unfathomable powerhouse came stepping on the cherry blossoms, and when he heard Ling Feng's words, he let out an unceremonious shout, and his voice was full of contempt.

He quietly watched the arrows that swept away, and a trace of insincere sympathy appeared on his face.

Especially when he saw the other party looking at him absentmindedly, he sneered even more, "Ignorant, pathetic, I don't even know how I died!" As soon as the words fell, the smile on his face became stiff.

Those eyes were full of suspicion.

Finally, the muscles twitched, and a chill arose in my heart. That is, the smell of death.

"Ahh

He thought about running, but his body wasn't that flexible. Seeing the Sun Shooting Divine Arrow being easily held by Ling Feng, and after playing with it in his hand for a while, it was thrown towards him, and everyone was stupid.

The power of the arrow is several times more powerful, and the speed is also outrageous!

He was about to turn around, when he saw a large shadow that obscured his vision. With a "poof", the arrow pierced through his right eye, and then it was embedded in his head, revealing a sharp corner.

"Lord Guard!"

The group of warriors who followed behind were shocked, and with a scream, it was Queen Cang's withdrawal. Ling Feng clapped his hands lightly, as if he was not happy, shook his head, and did not forget to say to the corpse: "It's so weak!"

With his hands behind his back, he continued to walk forward, unhurried, like an old man in the twilight. However, every step was so sonorous and powerful, and it repeatedly stepped on the hearts of those samurai.

On top of a peak three hundred meters away, there stood an incomparably majestic figure. He was a man with strands of gray hair and was about sixty years old. But his blood was very beautiful, like a thirty-year-old young man. The eyes are as sharp as a goshawk, there is a sword aura in the eyebrows, and the upside-down beard is stern.

He is the head of the Miyamoto family, a generation of martial emperors.

"Interesting, this person can actually hold the divine arrow of Emperor Benwu!"

Miyamoto Takesho didn't laugh angrily, and there was an extra color of appreciation on his face. He shouted to the people behind him, "Go, bring him to me!"

"Yes!"

"Lord Martial Emperor, please!" The person who came looked arrogant, and after coldly dropping these words at Ling Feng, he walked away. In his opinion, Ling Feng was just an ant with a little more strength, and in the face of Lord Martial Emperor, he did not have the slightest resistance at all.

Just hold the arrow, he can do it.

"......" The butcher looked at the distant figure in a daze, and only felt a headache. This is a real fierce god, why are you so faceless, dragging it more than me? Even the Martial Emperor's divine arrow can be easily blocked, and a small role like you is not a slap in the face!

Ling Feng changed his direction, not giving the so-called Martial Emperor face at all, and walked towards the path on the left.

"What about the people you want to bring?"

"In ......"

The attendant was about to speak behind him, when he looked stunned, and he saw that the young warrior who had some skills actually ignored them at all and walked in the opposite direction.

His face was stunned, and he couldn't say a word.

Miyamoto Takesho's expression was grim and he looked at the attendant. The latter shuddered violently and immediately chased in the direction where Ling Feng had disappeared.

"I don't know if I'm dead or alive, just wait for me to take you back!"

Although this squire is not very strong, it is not an ordinary guardian who can be compared. Especially after following Miyamoto Wuchang for so many years, his comprehension of martial arts is far beyond ordinary people. He thought that it was very easy to deal with a little person like Ling Feng.

The figure swept over, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his body was like a goshawk grabbing Ling Feng's back with a big hand, not at all polite.

"Noise!"

Ling Feng didn't bother to look at him, and slapped his palm back, as casually as a fly.

Suddenly, a terrifying palm print appeared in the air, and it slammed down towards the comer. In the next moment, the muscles of the arrogant figure's face were squeezed and twisted, turning into cannonballs and slashing across the sky in an extremely miserable posture, exploding thousands of miles away.

(End of chapter)