Immortality Martial Arts: Starting from the Sword Drawing Technique

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins!

In this fight between life and death, Lin Bei did not accept his fate just because the oil was about to run out.

On the contrary, under the successive suppressions of Master Shenjian, he was like a continuously compressed gunpowder keg, compressing and then exploding!

His potential was squeezed to the limit. With his unyielding faith, Lin Bei's body seemed to become a believer in his thoughts. With the support of that faith, he burst out with great power like a flashback!

He concentrated all his strength on his arms and suddenly stepped forward with his feet. The ground was cracked and the footprints were several inches deep.

The muscles swelled and knotted, and every inch of flesh and blood regained its terrifying power, surging towards the arm.

Holding the sword in both hands, Lin Bei's eyes were as fierce as wild beasts. Lightning and sword intent burst out, converging on the sharp sword in an instant, and he suddenly slashed towards Master Shenjian.

Ding bang——

There was a violent and dull collision of gold and iron, and Grandmaster Shenjian's expression changed. He felt his mouth go numb, and terrifying brute force rushed from his arms towards his body, causing his internal organs to roll and tremble, and he unconsciously took a few steps back.

"How could he still have such power!"

Master Shenjian was shocked and even doubted his choice of close combat!

Lin Bei may not have really run out of gas...

"Is it possible that he is still pretending?"

Master Shenjian was very impressed by Lin Bei's ability to show weakness to the enemy and disguise himself in battle.

I saw him pretending to die to drive a wedge between Shadow Night Wolf and Murong Xi, causing Murong Lie to be attacked to death by him, and Shadow Night Wolf was also severely injured.

Later, he showed weakness to the enemy in order to drive a wedge between himself and the burly grandmaster. But it later turned out that he even used the trick of showing weakness to separate the two. When the burly grandmaster was full of confidence, he attacked Lin Bei with all his strength.

Lin Bei seized the moment when he couldn't stop his attack and used his trump card, the Red Destruction Divine Thunder, so that the burly grandmaster could only choose to confront Lin Bei head-on, and eventually died!

If it weren't for Lin Bei's monkey-like struggle, which gave the burly grandmaster a sense of superiority that was as stable as Mount Tai, and thought that he was indeed no threat at all, how could he have attacked Lin Bei with all his strength and faced Lin Bei's Red Destruction Divine Thunder and Dacheng Sword? The killing move of Yi and Quasi-Divine Weapon combined into one, there is no room for stopping or changing the move!

In short, Lin Bei's fighting style was as changeable as the art of war, which left a deep impression on Master Shenjian.

At this moment, seeing Lin Bei burst out with unparalleled power again, Master Shenjian subconsciously doubted whether he had fallen into a trap.

But this moment of delay was seized by Lin Bei.

His eyes were as fierce as lightning. Even though his power was exhausted, he still relied on his steely will to gather the power in his arms, holding the quasi-divine weapon, and erupted with sword lights, like a huge wave, attacking the master of the divine arrow like a storm. .

Grandmaster Shenjian's momentary delay caused him to lose the opportunity to take the initiative, and he was suppressed by Lin Bei. In an instant, he was like a branch in a violent storm, blown by the strong wind and beaten by the sudden rain!

He is not good at close combat, and 70% to 80% of his real combat power lies in archery.

After a moment of chaos, the rhythm was completely controlled by Lin Bei.

Lin Bei's super fighting talent was revealed. In the lightning and flint, he would take the initiative to seize again and use a violent storm of offensive, leaving the Master of the Arrow with no chance to breathe.

clang! clang! clang! clang!

Dang, Dang, Dang! clang clang clang clang...

Lin Bei knew that he was only relying on his strong will to support himself, so he did not dare to stop at all. The sword light from his whole body shot out quickly and fiercely, heading towards the Grand Master of the Divine Arrow.

Even if the wounds on his body burst and blood splattered, he didn't care, he only had one thought in his mind.

That is a matter of life and death!

Under Lin Bei's stormy offensive, Master Shenjian felt as if he was facing a madman who was desperate for his life. A feeling of fear instinctively arose in his heart, and he even had the intention of retreating.

But being suppressed, he couldn't even escape at this time.

Round after round of sword light slashed down, leaving him with no chance to breathe.

He knew that if he continued, he might lose.

For a moment, he even wanted to give up his defense, and just like Lin Bei, he struck at the opponent with the same determination.

Gambling with Lin Bei's life with the possibility of perishing together!

As long as Lin Bei restrained his violent offensive, he would be able to regain his breath, escape from Lin's suppression, and adopt a more prudent fighting style.

But when he met Lin Bei's fierce eyes, he instantly understood that as a result of the bet, the two of them would really perish together!

These are a pair of eyes that only see life and death. They are as ferocious as wolves, making people tremble with fear. It seems that life and death are his final destination.

There is no doubt that if he tries to scare Lin Bei away with a fatal attack, the final result will definitely be the death of both of them!

How could a madman with only life and death in his eyes be frightened by death!

For a moment, Master Shenjian hesitated.

But at the moment when he hesitated, Lin Bei's sword power did not weaken by half, and the violent wind and rain were like rough waves, slamming towards the Master of the Divine Arrow.

Click!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound, like a heavy drum beating hard in Grandmaster Shenjian's mind, making his heart beat violently!

"Oops! The weapon is broken!"

A thought arose, making Master Shenjian's brain buzz and his heart filled with despair!

His silver-patterned strong bow, which was cast from special iron ore by the forging master, was violently chopped by Lin Bei's quasi-divine soldiers. It couldn't bear it and broke directly!

"retreat!"

After his brain woke up from the buzzing, Master Shenjian quickly prepared to retreat without saying a word.

But after the sword light cut off the silver-patterned strong bow, it did not stop. It struck his body first and cut him in half.

Blood splattered, muscles and bones broken!

Grandmaster of the Divine Arrow, died!

Until his death, he was still staring at the broken silver-patterned bow, with strong unwillingness in his eyes.

After the Master of Divine Arrow fell to the ground and died, Lin Bei finally couldn't hold on any longer. The divine weapon was stuck on the ground, and he knelt down with a thud. He leaned on the divine weapon with one hand and gasped for air.

Sudden.

"Wow!"

Lin Bei vomited a large mouthful of blood, his face was as pale as paper, and his breath was extremely weak.

Before he could rest for a moment, two figures suddenly appeared in the valley.

One of the two people holds a golden folding fan with exquisite carvings of flowers and birds. He is of medium stature, has a fair face, and is wearing luxurious brocade clothes. He looks high-profile, but his face is not at all arrogant.

The other man was wearing a black robe, with a short beard under his chin, his eyes were wide open, like a leopard's eyes, and in his hand was dragging a domineering and powerful Fang Tian painted halberd, which was majestic.

"It seems that this quasi-magical weapon belongs to you and me!"

The man in golden clothes glanced at Lin Bei, who was in a state of embarrassment, unfolded his folding fan, and smiled broadly.

The man in black also looked at Lin Bei and saw that he was seriously injured and dying, and said: "There is only one quasi-magical weapon. Whoever has the most patience will be the most qualified to get it."

"Cough, cough, cough, cough..."

Lin Bei tried to struggle to get up, but his injuries were pulled away. His face turned pale and he couldn't help but cough violently.

He looked at the two figures and smiled bitterly in his heart: "I just left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den again!"