Everyone watched in disbelief.

Why is the image of the Buddha manifested?

What kind of demon are you waiting for others to subdue?

Is this kendo?

Or is it magic?

Saitogawa's famous sword, 'Able to Slay Enma', was held in a pale golden palm.

However, he still didn't give up, the sword light in his hand rotated, and with a sacrificial blow, it actually pierced the half-virtual and half-real golden palm.

As Lin Mosheng said, he is indeed weak now.

It was as if they had rediscovered the pillar in their hearts.

Sure enough, there was an illusion in front of him!

The other party is an out-and-out demon, a demon who uses the image of the Buddha to confuse people's minds!

And now this demon is extremely weak, Saito-kun, come on!

Lin Mosheng pinched the flowers and smiled.

80,000 points of good deeds fell.

In the darkness, a powerful force blessed the body of the Immovable King from the void.

"Your [Fudo Ming King Body] has been upgraded to LV6, you have comprehended the [Self Phase], and your corresponding attributes have been improved, with Strength Attribute +1, Constitution Attribute +1, Agility Attribute +1, Perception Attribute +1, and Spiritual Attribute +1."

Lin Mosheng pointed to the sky and the ground with the other, "Heaven and the world, I am the only one." ”

The golden light blooms, and the sword intent is condensed.

Lin Mosheng's cultivation of the Dao of the Sword was perfectly integrated at the moment at the peak of his spirit and spirit.

The golden palms slashed down from behind Lin Mosheng one by one, turning into unparalleled sword intents, slashing not only at Saitogawa, but also at all the swordsmen present.

Saitogawa's body flew upside down like a rag doll under the unequaled sword intent, breaking the pillars of the porch, and the green tiles fell like a waterfall, splashing smoke and dust.

Lin Mosheng walked up step by step, picked up the white light in front of Teng Zhaichuan, and picked up a famous knife that fell to the ground.

Looking at the group of swordsmen who were mentally injured and their faces were pale, he laughed, "The last sword is a good one!" ”

He patted the similarly stunned Shangshan Xing, "Hold these knives for me, if anyone wants to get them back, just come to me." ”

These knives are all magic weapons, and he Lin Mosheng is reluctant to return them.

Then he stood in the atrium and thought about it.

Originally, I realized a new sword intent today, and I wanted to leave a piece as a souvenir.

But he thought about it, if anyone really realized something, he wouldn't be the enemy.

Even if you are not afraid, it will be troublesome for others to encounter it.

I can't do it, I can't do it.

Just leave these sword hearts slashed waste for them.

The wind surged, and the black biao appeared in the wind, roared angrily, and slammed directly into the gate when it came, collapsing the tortuous corridor one after another, and knocking out a more spacious avenue.

Lin Mosheng strode forward, leaving a back like a god and a demon in the smoke and dust, "In the past few days, I have been patrolling the sea and continuing to teach neon swordsmanship. ”

The smoke cleared, and no one said a word.

Lin Mosheng sat comfortably in the car under the awe-inspiring gaze of the Black Tigers, closed his eyes and thought about it.

It was a really good day.

The only regret is that those swordsmen are too poor in kung fu.

The boxing skills that were picked up were fed to their [Ba Fist], and they didn't increase much in proficiency.

Lin Mosheng looked at his [Ba Fist].

（28000/40000）

That's a long way off.

Kamiyama, who was holding a group of swords in front of him, sat in the front row.

He looked through the rearview mirror at the man sitting in the back row.

The man leaned against the back row with his eyes closed, his perfect muscles no longer as angry as a beast in battle, but exuding a streamlined beauty.

If it weren't for the fact that he was wearing this piece of emerald green round ancient jade on his chest, two terrifying sword marks would have stretched across his chest and abdomen, and there were fine sword qi scars on his body, but the blood that should have gushed out was locked by strong muscles.

"Mr. Lin, do you need to go for treatment? The family has a specialized doctor, absolutely trustworthy. ”

Lin Mosheng opened his eyes and looked at Kamiyama Xing with a smile.

A sharp edge shot out of Lin Mosheng's eyes, forcing Shang Shan Xing not to dare to observe through the rearview mirror.

"What, you think I'm weak now?"

Although Shangshan Xing is as obedient as a dog now, Lin Mosheng will definitely not doubt it.

If he really shows his flaws, the other party will raise his head to ask for credit from Neon Kendo.

"Don't dare."

Kamiyama Yuki bowed his head and said.

"Go and prepare me a map of kendo halls from Tokyo to Kyoto and the recent rumors of demons."

Shangshan Xing was slightly confused, Lin Mosheng listed the reasons for the kendo gym He knew, but why listed the rumors of demons?

But this sentence, of course, he didn't dare to ask Lin Mosheng.

The convoy drove back to Paradise.

But the storm that the Tokyo Kendo Federation has begun today.

"What?"

On the island of Kyushu, another swordsman, who had already retired from old age, received a call from his disciple in disbelief.

"Yaga, you say it again!"

Miyamoto Yan roared angrily, and his gray hair stood on end.

On the other end of the phone, the disciple of Shen Nian Tianyu was in pain mixed with crying, and had to repeat, "Master Fan, Shi Shi was killed in a kendo competition. ”

Miyamoto Yan took a deep breath, "Did you die from a wheel battle?" ”

"It's not."

Although he is respectfully known as the master fan, in terms of strength, he is already old, and he is not as good as Miyamoto Yilong, a disciple who he has personally cultivated.

And in his eyes, Miyamoto Yilong was able to put down the butcher's knife and understand the meaning of King Kong, and he had completely inherited his mantle, even far beyond.

In the future, the integration of various kendo schools and the trial of the sword world in Shangluo will definitely be able to achieve a great swordsman who has won the strengths of hundreds of schools.

Even if he breaks free from the shackles and achieves a contemporary sword master, it may not be without opportunities.

And now, his most proud disciple is actually dead?

Who killed him?

Miyamoto Yan flashed familiar faces in his mind.

Those are all old people I know.

Among his peers, even if someone can defeat Miyamoto Kazuryu, it is difficult to directly kill his disciples under the protection of the vajra body.

Fujikawa?

Could it be that guy?

He's dying, so he wants to pave the way for his grandson?

Sending your grandson to the position of president of the Tokyo Kendo Federation?

If his own disciples are still alive, they definitely have the ability to compete for this position!

"It's not."

The disciple on the opposite side said again, "It's a Chinese person, and he killed the people of our kendo hall, so the teacher made a life and death post." ”

Miyamoto was silent for a moment before he spoke, "Where are you now?" ”

"The disciple is in the Tokyo Kendo Federation."

"Let that old guy in Fujikawa answer the phone, I have something to talk to him."

Miyamoto Yan pinched his left palm, his disciple must not die in vain!

"Fujikawa, Chairman Fujikawa is also dead!"

"What?!"

"Say it again!"

The disciple on the other side seemed to be forced to the extreme, and instantly shouted out everything he knew.

"Not only President Fujikawa, but also the early spring Kenho of the Mirror Heart Wise Stream, and the Saito Kenho of Okuyama Nenryu were all killed by that Chinese man······"

Miyamoto Yan couldn't hear the words of this disciple anymore, because he directly smashed the phone in his hand.

After a while, Miyamoto Yan finally relieved himself, he didn't know what the current situation was like in the Tokyo Kendo Federation, but he understood that the real kendo storm was probably just beginning, and he could feel it even if he was retired in Kyushu.

In the small courtyard of Elysium.

Lin Mosheng sat cross-legged on the ground, and the brilliant sunset in the distance gradually disappeared into the mountains and forests with the birds, leaving mottled bamboo shadows.

He made a fearless seal with both hands, and a layer of glass-colored Buddha light came from the light.

Under the light of the Buddha of the [Compassion Phase], the fine sword qi scars dissipated little by little, as if they had never been.

"This is a bit of a cultivator's demeanor."

Lin Mo muttered to himself with a stinky fart.

Cultivator, which is not a hexagonal warrior?

Combining firepower, intelligence, assassination, healing, and defense?

There are shortcomings, and you are embarrassed to say that you are a cultivator?

He looked at himself, his physique had improved a little, reaching a terrifying 27.5, and the usual wounds could not be left for half a day at all, coupled with the Buddha's light treatment, Lin Mosheng didn't care about the minor injuries at all.

What made Lin Mosheng care more was the two sword intents embedded in his body.

[Turtle Snake Sword Intent]?

Lin Mosheng carefully sensed an extreme yin and an extreme yang sword intent in his body.

Although they are two sword intents, they are fused into one, without the slightest hindrance.

"That old guy is so ruthless?"

Lin Mosheng looked at his chest suspiciously, and even comprehended the sword intent of the turtle and snake, why did the old man he met today look like such a ghost?

If it weren't for the fact that the other party's blood qi was low to the limit, Lin Mosheng really couldn't be sure that he would be able to survive even if he killed him in the end.

And what made Lin Mosheng feel most incredible was that after these two turtle and snake sword intent entered his body, they did not have a fierce and surging killing intent, but hibernated.

Or rather......

Lin Mosheng's gaze looked through the room, looking out of the sky in the distance.

This turtle and snake sword intent should not have been comprehended by that old guy.

It's just that even with his current [Yi Yan] level, it is difficult to perceive the specific origin of the turtle and snake's sword intent.

In the end, the turtle and snake sword intent suddenly broke out, and it should be a certain senior who helped him.

"Wudang Mountain."

Although he probably guessed the cause and effect, Lin Mosheng would not let these two sword intents that did not belong to him stay in his body.

His expression was solemn, and the glass-colored Buddha light on his body became more and more grand.

The six golden bodies of Zhang are manifested, and the Ming King is five.

But this time, it's not just the [Wrath] and [Compassion] on the left and right that are clearly visible.

In the middle, Lin Mosheng's clear cheeks like a knife also appeared.

The supernatural powers given to Lin Mosheng by the [Self] are somewhat similar to the [Solips] talent.

Or it is precisely because Lin Mosheng has the talent of [self-sufficiency] that he can rely on good deeds to add points, and the [Immovable Ming King Body] can break through and comprehend the [self-appearance].

The Buddha refers to the heavens and the earth, and I am the only one.

It's not that I look down on the heavens and the world, and the gods and goddesses in the sky, but I understand my own heart, even if there are all kinds of avenues, they are just all the ways to do things, like a dream bubble, and I am the only one.

"The self."

Lin Mosheng said lightly.

In the next moment, it was as if he was separated from everything in front of him, 'I' was here, and 'other' was there.

Even if it is embedded in the flesh and blood, the two [Turtle and Snake Sword Intent] that are like maggots on the tarsal bones are also 'over there'.

As soon as he took the pale golden palm, he easily took out the [Turtle Snake Sword Intent] in his body.

Lin Mosheng pinched the [Turtle and Snake Sword Intent], but did not directly turn these two terrifying sword intents into intangible.

These two sword intents had been conceived in the old man's body for an unknown amount of time, and even if they were taken out by Lin Mosheng, they did not dissipate, and directly turned into a cute turtle and snake phantom.

And I am still two of the four elephants, this is a chance from heaven!

Lin Mosheng pinched the [Turtle and Snake Sword Intent] in one hand and looked at the system with a thought.

This time the good deeds fell, and the system did not refuse.

"Spend 20,000 points of good deeds, your [Purification Spell] breaks through to LV3, you comprehend one of the four elephants, Xuanwu, you can control the power of the earth, your corresponding attributes are improved, strength attribute +0.5, agility attribute +0.5, constitution attribute +0.5, perception attribute +0.5, spiritual attribute +0.5."

The cute turtle and snake combined with good deeds to turn into a small Xuanwu, and touched Lin Mosheng's nose affectionately.

Looking at Xuanwu, who was only the size of a palm, Lin Mosheng grabbed it and played with it in his hand for a while, and then let the little guy out in Xuanwu's stupid gaze.

Lin Mosheng looked at his current data panel.

Name: Lin Mosheng

Age: 20

Power: 25.5

Constitution: 28.5

Dexterity: 28

Perception: 24.5

Spirit: 27.5

Talent:

[Sharp], [Dark Energy], [Cat's Eye], [Iron Bone], [Unyielding], [Shaoyang Body], [Hidden Power], [Water Official Solution], [Only Me]

Martial arts:

Catching the heart ape (1), catching the horse (domineering, unequaled)

Skill:

Baquan LV2 (28000/40000), Basic Firearm LVmax, Yubu LVmax, Fudo Ming King LV6 (0/160000), Totem Buddha Fuhu LV3 (400/20000), Spring and Autumn Knife LV3 (1100/40000), Yin Soldier Casting LV1 (0/2000), Four Arms Thousand Techniques LV1 (0/1000), Yi Yan LV6 (0/32000), Purification Spell LV3 (0/40000), Jiuju Yifang Yin-Yang Technique LV1 (0/3000), Heavenly Demon Reincarnation Technique (Remnant) LV1 (0/5000), Basic Rune Technique LV1 (0/1000), Stove Fire LV2 (0/20000), Vajra Mantra LV1 (0/8000), Vajra Body Forging Technique LV1 (0/3000), Heart Sword LV1 (0/5000), Lion Roar LV1 (0/2000), Yanagi Flow Knife Technique LV2······

Specialty: Eight arms, iron wall, eight pole collapse, Beidou injection death

Good deeds: 36100

Title:

[Police Newcomer], [Wan Chai Gun God], [Kowloon Walled City Black], [Night Watchman]

The first is the physique attribute, which has reached 28 points, only 2 points short, and he can break through the extreme of 30 points.

This is not a casual data, Lin Mosheng's estimation of his current physique attributes with his various skills.

With attributes above 30 points, it is estimated that only the LV7 level [Fudo Ming King Body] can increase the attribute value by 1.

It can be said that 40 basic attributes are the best in the world.

In addition to the physique that was about to break through thirty points, Lin Mosheng's remaining harvest this time was all kinds of neon knife paths, although he comprehended his sword intent, but if he wanted to really smelt these knife paths and the [Spring and Autumn Sword Method] together, there was still a little bit of something missing.

In other words, the [Spring and Autumn Knife Method] itself is too ambitious, and if you want to really turn the [Spring and Autumn Knife Method] into your own thing, you still have a little foundation.

Lin Mosheng glanced at the [Spring and Autumn Sword Technique], which was still 38,000 points short of his proficiency today, and he only had 36,000 good deeds left.

Well, it's not that you're missing the 'foundation', it's that you're not doing enough good deeds.

So even if you comprehend the sword intent, there is no way to add points.

Sure enough, not having enough talent is the original sin of not being able to practice at home.

Lin Mosheng regretfully looked away from the [Spring and Autumn Sword Technique].

looked at the [Vajra Mantra], [Vajra Forging Body Method], and [Lion Roar] these Buddhist skills.

couldn't help but complain, "Sure enough, Buddhism really dares to spread everything in order to preach, no wonder my Taoist can't do them." ”

[Vajra Forging Body Method] and [Lion's Roar] are not mentioned.

The full name of the Vajra Mantra is the Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra, which is claimed to be able to reach the other side with supreme power and supreme wisdom.

This can be seen from its initial 8,000 points of good deeds.

I have to say that Shen Nian Tian is really his own lucky star, and the skills of that who are swordsmen are all hard currency, much more generous than the old man at the end.

"You have consumed 8,000 points of good deeds, and your [Vajra Mantra] has been increased to LV2, with +0.5 Constitution, +0.5 Strength, and +0.5 Spirit."

"You have comprehended the power of [Poison Removal Vajra], you can resist the vast majority of poisons and diseases, and eliminate the vast majority of poisons and diseases."

"You have consumed 16,000 points of good deeds, and your [Vajra Mantra] has been increased to LV3, with +0.5 Constitution, +0.5 Strength, and +0.5 Spirit."

"You have comprehended the power of [Zixian Vajra], your wisdom has increased, and you have been able to enlighten the wisdom of others."

After 24,000 points of good deeds, Lin Mosheng really felt that his wisdom had increased.

"I'm getting stronger again!"

With a constitution attribute of 29.5 points, you can break through with only 0.5 points.

There are 12,100 good deeds left, and they can't add key skills, and Lin Mosheng doesn't dare to use them at will.

He only has 1 drop of his heart and soul now, and he still wants to burst out when the battle is critical.

The talent is exhausted, and the sun has completely set.

Lin Mosheng shouted outside the house, "Prepare food for me!" ”

A waiting figure outside the screen bowed his head and said respectfully, "Yes, my lord." ”

Next to the detached courtyard.

Shangshan Yuki listened to the reports of his subordinates with a solemn expression.

"Team leader, our casinos and nightclubs in Shinjuku, Chiyo, Adachi, and Edo have all been closed."

"Team leader, members of our first and second teams were attacked this afternoon, and there were heavy casualties."

······

Bad news came one after another, and even made Kamiyama Yuki suddenly feel that it was not Lin Mosheng who was the enemy of Tokyo Kendo, but him.

This is the revenge of Tokyo Kendo.

They didn't dare to deal with Lin Mosheng, so they attacked him, a weaker one.

A subordinate said solemnly, "Team leader, should we hand him over······

"Yaga!"

Kamiyama Yuki suddenly kicked the subordinate who made the suggestion away, kicking him aside and spitting blood.

"Are you stupid or do you want me dead?"

Kamiyama showed no mercy and stepped forward, his leather shoes rubbing against his subordinates' faces, and his expression was hideous like that of a wounded beast.

"Hand over Mr. Hayashi over, will Tokyo Kendo let me go?"

"No!"

"If I lose Mr. Lin, they won't let me go!"

Kamiyama Yuki roared out the anger in his heart in one breath.

From today, when he brought Lin Mosheng to the Tokyo Kendo Federation, he had no way out.

Perhaps.

The only way out was for him to personally give Lin Mosheng's head to the Tokyo Kendo Federation.

However, compared to the Kendo Federation, he was more afraid of the man who looked like a god and demon in the room next to him.

Shangshan Xing suddenly calmed down, became high again, and became the young leader of the Black Tigers.

He said to the left and right with a blank face, "Throw this waste out, pour cement, and sink it in Tokyo Bay." ”

"Don't, team leader!"

"Team leader, I'm just a momentary gaffe!"

"I'm for the good of the Black Tiger!"

However, his cry did not attract the pity of Ueyama, but made him pull out his pistol and load it.

With a 'bang', the world fell silent.

Kamiyama Yuki looked left and right again, "Why don't you hurry up and drag it out, do you need me to teach you how to sink into Tokyo Bay?" ”

The people on the left and right sweated on their foreheads and hurriedly dragged the corpse away, leaving only a trail of blood.

For a while, the whole courtyard was silent.

After a while, someone came to report, "Team leader, that lord has asked for a banquet." ”

Hearing this, Kamiyama was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, "Quick, prepare the best food!" ”

As soon as Lin Mosheng returned, he locked himself in the room.

And now that he's going to eat, it only means one thing, and that is that the wounds on his body have been dealt with.

This is a great good thing for Kamiyama Yuki, and the bad news in the afternoon is not as good as this good news.

Lin Mosheng didn't wait long, but only ten minutes.

In the huge courtyard, there are three tables of various delicacies.

Even the black beef cow, which is regarded as a god by ordinary people, is about half of it, and it is built into a small mountain of meat.

Lin Mosheng did not refuse, he directly threw off his arms and ate, with the [stove fire] in his body, he was not afraid that he would not be able to digest it at all.

In the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it, Lin Mosheng finished eating half of the black hair Wagyu beef, but his stomach did not swell at all.

After eating, it occurred to him that he should now avoid eating beef.

Well, that's a problem.

Forget it, the precept you broke by yourself is not bad at eating beef.

The beef is so delicious.

Shangshan Xing sat on the side, and saw Lin Mosheng finish eating half a wagyu cow, applauded and said, "I have heard the ancient general for a long time, I can eat a cow every day, and when I see it today, it really deserves its name, come here, continue to serve!" ”

Lin Mosheng burped and waved his hand, "No need, just eat almost." ”

Then he looked at Kamiyama with a grin, "You didn't poison me just now, did you?" I ate it so fast that I didn't notice if it was poisonous. ”

Shangshan Xing's eyebrows jumped, and he immediately bowed to the ground, "Why did Mr. Lin say this, how dare I do such a crazy thing." ”

Lin Mosheng laughed, even if he is not afraid of poison now, he still has to have the beating that he should have.

He patted Yuki Kamiyama's shoulder, "Get up and speak." ”

"Hey!"

"You're not having a good time this afternoon, aren't you?"

Shangshan Xing originally wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Lin Mosheng about this, but he didn't expect Lin Mosheng to take the initiative to say it.

He flattered, "Mr. Lin is like a god." ”

Lin Mosheng thought for a while, then stood up, "Go." ”

"What are you, sir?"

Lin Mosheng said to himself, "Even if you beat a dog, it depends on the owner, my Lin Mosheng's dog, not anyone can beat it." ”

Watching Lin Mosheng slowly walk out of the courtyard's back.

Kamiyama Yuki's face was complicated, and he changed twice.

His fingers trembled, and he wanted to touch the gun on his waist.

Finally he chased after him, bowed down and said, "It's my honor to be an adult's dog." ”

Lin Mosheng stopped, looked at the mountain luck, training the dog, not only to let him know who is holding the big stick, but also to let him know that as long as he is behind it, it can bite the prey to its heart's content.

In this way, the dog's mouth will always be facing the outside and not at its owner.

(End of chapter)