Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Starry Plains, Endless Swords 1

There was a brief silence.

The young man of the wealthy clan of Anyi City who came to challenge seemed to be poured down by a basin of cold water, and instantly calmed down.

This is certainly warm, but life is even more important!

The person in front of him, but that person's only son, whether he is arrogant or confident, is the lord who threatens to break through Great Qin!

Penetrate Daqin and go straight to Xianyang!

There are thousands of young heroes throughout the ages, if there is no real material, what madman and prodigal son dare to say such unfathomable words casually? !

......

Lin Hu looked at the young man of Anyi City, who was eager to try just now, and now he was looking around, and shook his head slightly, his disappointment overflowing......

"Under the three realms, all retreat! don't go up and embarrass me Anyi City!"

In the silence, Meng Chen finally spoke, "Boss, you go!"

"Big brother, I'm ......" Meng Yue hesitated, the shot just now really shocked him, and he couldn't help but hesitate.

"He used a gun, but he made it a sword intent!"

Meng Chen said calmly, "Look at his shot, he is just a newcomer, and his sword qi is not sharp! If you fight for a long time, you may not be his opponent! But as long as you have no reservations at the beginning, go all out, and replace defense with offense, you may not lose!"

Meng Chen's words were not deliberately suppressed, and everyone present heard them, whether they were young people from wealthy clans or countless audiences.

The young man of the Great Qin Hao clan, who was originally shocked by that shot, couldn't help but light up his eyes, and he was greatly encouraged, and he thought about it again in his heart.

......

Hearing Meng Chen's words, Xiong Sifang was also slightly stunned: This mustache is faintly the head of the young people in Anyi City, and it really has some doorways. Seeing Dabao shoot a shot, he analyzed so many things. But there are some things you can't see......

Lin Hu also looked at Meng Chen with interest, put away his gun and stood, and said softly:

"Actually, you're good. Why bother with your brother, why don't you come yourself?"

Meng Chen looked at him coldly, did not answer, but turned around and opened the rattan wood box that had been placed aside.

In that rattan box, there is a strange set of black armor!

Meng Chen stretched out his hand to pick up the entire box and handed it to his younger brother Meng Yue on the side.

"Big brother, are you finally willing to give me the 'Tiger Shooting Armor'?!" Meng Yue stretched out his hand to take it, his eyes glowing.

"Just to lend you this time!"

After saying this, Meng Chen turned his head to look at Lin Hu and replied loudly,

"Lin Hu, I am a four-grade ink master, and my cultivation is conformist, and I am not good at fighting. This mechanical armor was made by me. If you can win the old man who wears the tiger armor, it is equivalent to winning me!"

I see!

Lin Hu nodded, indicating that he understood.

"My Meng family will not take advantage of you! If my family wins, he will naturally take your demon king's blood and burn your fierce beast flag! But if we lose, my tiger armor will be handed over to you!"

"Big brother, you're crazy! This is your hard work for more than ten years!" Meng Yue couldn't help but exclaim.

"Shut up!" Meng Chen shouted angrily, "The Great Zhao Lin family has his pride and self-confidence, and my Great Qin Meng family is gone!"

Meng Yue was stunned for a moment, finally nodded, silently unfolded the Tiger Shooting Armor, and carefully put it on his body one by one......

Lin Hu looked at this Meng family brother, and his eyes finally lit up.

This is decent! Daqin, after all, there are men!

"In that case," Lin Hu thought for a moment, turned around, and put the Demon King's blood back in Xiong Sifang's hand, and then took off a slender sword box from Sifang's back.

"I think you should have gotten the information to know that I was born in the Shushan Sword Pavilion. Lin Hu slowly opened the sword box, "You two brothers, you have already matched me with the sword." โ€

After the battle of Tongchengguan that day, Lin Hu brought three swords down the mountain, sent back two, and left one.

Lin Hu took out the Xiunu sword, stroked the sword body, and couldn't help but think of the heavenly girl in the sword who didn't let her eyebrows be bearded and domineering.

"Lele, if you know what I'm doing now, I'm afraid, you will fly over and rush to fight......"

"Lin Hu, what are you smirking at!"

A loud shout interrupted Lin Hu's thoughts.

Lin Hu came back to his senses, and there was an uplifted wrestler in front of him covered in black armor!

Up and down, the cold light is clear. On the shoulder armor, two hideous black tigers came to life.

"Lin Hu, this girl's is your sword? That man's son can use a sword that only a woman can use!hahaha!"

Meng Yue, who put on the tiger shooting armor, doubled his confidence and laughed uncontrollably.

Hearing this, Lin Hu was not angry unexpectedly, but said softly: "You have never met some women in this world, but they are three points more tenacious and seven points ......more heroic than men."

"Noise!"

Meng Yue roared, no more nonsense, step up and punch!

The wind is blowing!

Lin Hu didn't back down, but attacked with the same punch!

Two fists intersecting!

Meng Yue did not stop and rushed forward again, but Lin Hu "Tengteng" took two steps back in a row before he could be stable!

"Good!"

On and off the stage, cheers!

"This strength, compared to Meng Yue in yesterday's fight, has increased by more than fifty percent!"

Lin Hu's feet moved slightly, one step staggered, and secretly thought to himself, "This machine shoots the tiger armor, it's really powerful! In addition to increasing its strength, this flexibility is undiminished!"

Meng Yue retreated a group of enemies, roared, and attacked again!

Get the upper hand!

Hands, shoulders, fists, elbows, knees, feet, all over the body, everywhere!

In addition to cultivating the Qi of Creation and manipulating various mechanisms, another equally important cultivation content of the Ink Attack Cultivator in the Ink Dao is this body technique!

Different from the Sword Pavilion's heavy intentions and not heavy moves, the murderous spirit of the soldiers in the military academy, and the subtle words and righteousness of the school palace, purely relying on the physical potential of the body, the physical skills used to fight appear more barbaric and more direct and violent!

Because this kind of physical combat method is originally derived from the powerful Northern Desert barbarians!

Among the Northern Desert barbarians, the strongest in physical skills combined with the power of the bloodline, especially the Central Plains Heavenly Masters in terms of combat power!

The Qin people, who have been fighting with the barbarians all year round, are good at pretending to be things, and are good at teaching people, naturally learned this from the enemy.

......

For a while, Lin Hu was attacked by this beast-like attack, and he retreated step by step, just dodging.

Meng Yue snorted again, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, the two golden pearls went directly towards Lin Hu's door!

Lin Hu turned to one side, and the golden pearl passed by his ear, and then he heard the sound of breaking wind, flying from behind!

"Sonorous!"

When there was no room for it, the Xiu Girl Sword in Lin Hu's hand was raised diagonally, and the attacking thing was directly knocked away!

"Whew"

The two golden knife wheels roared, returned to Meng Yue's hands, and stopped spinning.

"Lin Hu, you never thought that you would be defeated by our brother in the first battle of Qin!" Meng Yue raised the Pearl Sword Wheel high and roared, "Great Qin Meng's family, sweep to the invincible!"

"Invincible! invincible!"

Everyone screamed and cheered!

In the midst of the noise, Lin Hu smiled and whispered: "Quartet ......"

"Huh?"

"Didn't you always want to be the fat man who was the fastest sword in the whole world?"

"Yes!"

"Then you are optimistic about my next sword," Lin Hu breathed a sigh of relief, "I specially learned from Uncle Song to prepare to teach you, perhaps, there is a two-point charm of starry light." โ€

"Huh?"

"This sword is calledโ€”"

"Stars, Hang, Flat, Wild!"