Emperor Shiming of the Town of Martial Arts / Emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty

In terms of real strength, the extremely talented Lin Yuantu is clearly above this Dongying ninja, but in terms of adapting to the situation, grasping people's hearts, and making decisive decisions, Lin Yuantu, a young man in his twenties, is far from the other side. The Jounin who has experienced countless assassinations.

This has nothing to do with talent or aptitude, but the accumulation of experience, which is the foundation of countless battles.

In the ninja industry, it is well known that the mortality rate is very high, but those who can be promoted to the upper ninja have experienced countless killings and life and death tests. Their real combat power far exceeds their internal strength. Potluck.

Sure enough, taking advantage of Lin Yuantu's opportunity to rescue Zhu Houzhao, Dongying Ninja sprinkled a cloud of fluorescent powder and entered the stealth state again.

"Damn!" Lin Yuantu slashed Liu Sheng but Ma Shou's killing god with one sword, and scolded angrily, "Despicable and shameless guy, if Lin does not kill you today, write your name upside down!"

Today's Lin Yuantu is young and frivolous. From the beginning of cultivation to the realm of the late innate stage, he has made great progress all the way. He has not experienced too many setbacks by the Sunflower ancestor, so he is not as calm as in the peak period.Repeatedly let this Dongying ninja get away, he was already outraged!

On the contrary, Zhu Houzhao's expression was very calm, looking at the place where the Dongying ninja disappeared, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "As expected of Dongying's Jōnin, it is really difficult to deal with."

"It's a pity that when you meet me, your ghost tricks are useless at all," Zhu Houzhao smiled coldly and hummed inwardly, "I must have killed your right-hand man, Uncle Huang will be very distressed!"

Whoosh!

Zhu Houzhao drew his sword!

There are not too many words to describe this sword, only one word, fast.

It was approaching the limit, it was about to break through the boundaries of time and space, as if the sword was just drawn and retracted without any movement in between, and it was even difficult to see where Zhu Houzhao drew the sword from.

In Zhu Houzhao's eyes, the red light flickered faintly, exuding a strange light, with the mysterious meaning of knowing everything.

Zhu Houzhao put his hands on his waist again, where the bloodless Qingyu soft sword had been retracted into his belt, as if it had never been pulled out.

However, in the void, a blood flower burst out, an extremely gorgeous blood flower.

Then, the figure of the ninja slowly appeared. He covered his neck with an incredible look on his face. Looking at Zhu Houzhao, he wanted to say something, but before he could say it, he fell down and lost his voice.

"Yuantu, go and see, who is he," Zhu Houzhao seemed to have only done a trivial thing to kill this ninja who made Lin Yuantu quite difficult. There was no trace of excitement on his face. He took out a bottle of healing medicine in his arms, poured out one, took it, and sat down to heal the wound.

In the treasury of the Ming Dynasty, the most cherished panacea, martial arts books, magic weapons, and self-defense armors were collected in the entire empire. Before leaving, Zhu Youji authorized Zhu Houzhao to enter the treasury and choose at will, so Zhu Houzhao's equipment and medicinal pills , martial arts skills, are the highest configuration in the world.

A little injury, with the support of the imperial elixir, is nothing at all, it can only make Zhu Houzhao honed and stronger.

Refined steel has been refined into steel, and it has always been easy and young. It is inevitable that if you want to grow into an unparalleled powerhouse, you have experienced hundreds of battles.

"Yes," Lin Yuantu looked at Zhu Houzhao with complicated eyes. Although he had countless questions to ask, he honestly came to the ninja first and took off the ninja's hood.

What caught his eyes was a gray-haired man, about fifty years old, with a grim face. Even if he died, there was still a terrifying murderous look on his face. to an appalling degree.

At this time, he opened his eyes wide, and the color in his eyes was only horror and disbelief.

Even at the moment of death, this ninja still couldn't figure out how Zhu Houzhao easily found himself over and over again, he couldn't rest his eyes! ! !

Chapter 0021 The Sword of Ximen Blowing Snow

"Liusheng Danma Shou, it really is him." Seeing the appearance of this ninja, Zhu Houzhao confirmed his identity even more. After thinking about it in his heart, Zhu Houzhao closed his eyes again and tried his best to heal.

However, Lin Yuantu's attention was focused on another place, or in other words, there was only one place on Yagyu Tasuma's body that could attract him, and that was the throat.

That's right, at the throat, the wound that was as thin as a silkworm's wing, after splashing a bright blood flower, quickly closed again, leaving only a barely visible red mark. can not tell.

With such a quick sword, Lin Yuantu's mind kept recalling the sword from Zhu Houzhao just now, and comparing the wound on Liu Sheng's throat, the horror in Lin Yuantu's eyes became more and more intense.

When Zhu Houzhao burst out of his own breath, Lin Yuantu had already determined Zhu Houzhao's strength. In the early second-rate stage, with the royal family's advanced techniques, the level of true qi should be comparable to that of ordinary second-rate mid- or late-stage warriors.

But it is such a second-rate mid-to-late weaker who uses swordsmanship that even Lin Yuantu can't understand, and it can even be said...

It's not that the speed of the body can't keep up, but the consciousness, the understanding of the sword, and the realm.

No matter how strong Zhu Houzhao was, he was still in the second-rate realm. In terms of speed, it was absolutely impossible to match Lin Yuantu.But there were too many mysteries in that sword. Although Lin Yuantu's eyes could capture it, his consciousness couldn't keep up, and he couldn't understand the numerous mysteries.In the realm of kendo, Lin Yuantu was crushed by this sword and captured his heart.

How can one see the true face of Mount Lu if one leaf obstructs the eyes?

After all, not everyone has Zhu Houzhao's perverted look like a video recorder. He also has bug eyes with the functions of "removing confusion" and "scanning analysis". You can play the analysis of moves in your mind repeatedly. Otherwise, the peerless martial arts have long been full of streets .

From the very beginning, relying on bugs to study and decipher the swordsmanship of the two world-class swordsmen in the world, Zhu Houzhao started from a high starting point in kendo cultivation, which can be said to be unique in the world.Although he has only been in the kendo for less than a month, Zhu Houzhao's kendo cultivation has already reached the realm of a master, but only when his true qi cultivation can keep up and step into the extreme realm of kendo, it will be a matter of course.

"Such a sword, such a wound, such a style," Lin Yuantu looked at Liusheng Danma Shou's corpse, stared closely at Liusheng Danma Shou's throat, muttered to himself, in his eyes, rays of light More and more intense, "Could it be..."

"That's right," Zhu Houzhao had gotten up at some point and stood beside Lin Yuantu with an indifferent tone, "Sword God Ximen Chuixue's Snow Burying Sword Technique."

Lin Yuantu was shocked physically and mentally, but he almost couldn't believe it when he got the answer.

Prince...Prince actually got the advice of the Sword God?That is the sword god of the Daming Empire, the sword god Ximen Chuixue who was once the swordsman of Daming, the number one swordsman in Daming today, and the sword god who has the status of the number one swordsman in the world!

Everyone knew that Ximen Chuixue after the First World War in the Forbidden City had a clear mind and was extremely sublimated. In a short period of time, his strength was bound to increase greatly, and he could even challenge the position of the first master of the Ming Dynasty, who was ignored by Hou Zhu, the god of iron courage.

Such a character can almost be called a god in kendo, just like Confucian scholars worship Confucius, monks respect teachers, even if they are as arrogant as Lin Yuantu, they respect Ximen Chuixue like a belief.

Now, Lin Yuantu heard Zhu Houzhao admit that he knew Ximen Chuixue's Snow Burying Sword Technique.

"This... too...Prince, how are you..." Shocked by the news, Lin Yuantu looked at Zhu Houzhao complicatedly, only to feel that the prince in front of him seemed to be shrouded in a cloud of mist, becoming more and more Made it invisible.

"How can I bury the snow swordsmanship? Yuantu wants to ask this?" Looking at the expression on Lin Yuantu's face, Zhu Houzhao knew it in his heart and was quite satisfied.

Zhu Houzhao knew very well that he ventured into the rivers and lakes, not only to collect the three thousand in the harem, but also to sharpen the martial arts. Since it is to sharpen the martial arts, he must do it.

Then, it would be impossible to conceal the fact that Lin Yuantu knew martial arts.

Instead of guarding against Lin Yuantu, it is better to preemptively strike Lin Yuantu with repeated shocks, so that he can't see through himself and dare not raise his thoughts of betrayal.

A lord who is bottomless is often more loyal than a lord who shakes everything to his subordinates.Because the unknown is the most terrifying thing, because it is not clear, it will be in awe, and because of the awe, it will not dare to have any dissent.

Lin Yuantu looked at the indifferent Zhu Houzhao, and only felt that Zhu Houzhao at this time was completely different from the prince when he was in the capital.