Chapter 58 Let Them Kneel!

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The night is getting thicker and thicker, and the heavy rain has been falling!

In the continuous heavy rain, in the dense maple leaf forest, the battle is still going on, and sometimes there will be terrible energy aftermath, which will burst out, revealing the intensity of it.

Boom!

The astonishing light of the fist print pierced the darkness. In a dense forest, Pei Junlin punched a killer like a demon god, causing the opponent to vomit blood and fall to the ground.

Then, in the terrified eyes of the killer, Pei Junlin followed the same pattern, and green Nether Karmic Fire emerged from his fingertips, shooting into the opponent's chest!

"The eighth one!"

Pei Junlin muttered to himself, his body soared into the air, and his toes stepped on the dense leaves, just like the legendary Bodhidharma crossing the river, his figure was like electricity!

The cold gust of wind and heavy rain hit Pei Junlin's body, his clothes were drenched, but his eyes did not change at all. The raindrops fell along the lines of his resolute face, which further brought out a ruthless and iron-blooded temperament.

Under the cover of powerful spiritual consciousness, Pei Junlin could clearly perceive that the last killer was hiding in the dense forest a hundred meters away from him!

The assassin's aura is faintly present, and it is very well concealed. If you don't perceive it carefully, you will ignore it. It is definitely the strongest one among the nine killers.

Pei Junlin had already sensed the existence of the other party, and even knew that this person was the first to come to Maple Leaf Mountain, but for some reason, he kept hiding in the dark and did not do anything, showing enough patience and perseverance as a professional killer.

Swish!

On the top of the dense maple leaf forest, a figure like an eagle flew past. The killer was patient, but Pei Junlin was not. Since the other party didn't make a move, he should take the initiative!

The distance of about 100 meters was reached in an instant. When Pei Junlin descended from the sky like a demon god, the killer hidden in the dense forest finally couldn't hide.

This turned out to be a master of swordsmanship, the killer did not hide his true face, the appearance revealed seemed to be Chinese.

"Pei Junlin, you really didn't disappoint me!"

However, when the killer spoke in a blunt Huaxia language, Pei Junlin knew that the other party was not from Huaxia, but from Dongying!

Although Dongpu is a small place, the martial arts have a long history. Among them, the way of swordsmanship, sword technique, and ninjutsu are all well-known in the world.

Pei Junlin coldly glanced at the Dongying people in front of him, without any fluctuation in his tone: "But you let me down! Dongying swordsmanship, that's all!"

Aoi Chuan was furious. He is a rare genius in the kendo lineage of Dongying Kingdom. He understood the essence of kendo at the age of less than thirty, and he is also proficient in ninjutsu. Among the same rank, there are few opponents.

The word Aoigawa is definitely a thunderous name in the martial arts world of Dongying Kingdom, and it is an idol worshiped by many younger generations.

However, Aoigawa was not satisfied with all of this. In order to break through the shackles of his body and obtain stronger strength, he resolutely gave up the glory and wealth in his own country, and joined the black net alone, becoming one of them.

Since then, he has turned into a lone killer, specializing in carrying out some special rewards, so as to find a way to break through in actual combats.

Needless to say, in just a few years, Aoigawa's strength has grown rapidly through life-and-death killings, and now he is at the fourth rank of a grand master, and his swordsmanship has become more and more refined.

This task is to achieve a higher breakthrough!

"Arrogance, I—Aoigawa, will use your head to commemorate the way of swords that I respect!"

There was an ear-piercing sound of the sword, and a bright sword light suddenly pierced Pei Junlin's body, as fast as lightning.

Seeing this, Pei Junlin, who was standing against the wind with his feet on a tree branch, raised the corners of his mouth, his sarcasm was undisguised: "A frog at the bottom of a well knows the true appearance of swordsmanship!"

"Forget it, today Ben Shura will let you see what is the real swordsmanship!"

After Pei Junlin's words fell, he suddenly grabbed at the dark sky, and spit out two words like spring thunder: "Sword!"

In an instant, in the pitch-black sky, there were bursts of thunder, lightning and thunder, and a long sword that seemed to be condensed with thousands of lightning appeared in Pei Junlin's hands, stunning and peerless, with a sharp edge.

On the opposite side, Aoi Chuan, who was planning to attack Pei Junlin, was immediately stunned, his eyes almost bulging out. He has been immersed in the way of swordsmanship for more than 20 years, and has seen countless so-called strong men in the way of swordsmanship. Pei Junlin's momentum.

This is the true essence of kendo, the acme that Aoigawa has pursued all his life!

"I have a sword that can move mountains, overturn seas, subdue demons, suppress demons, order gods, pick stars, break rivers, destroy cities, and open heavens!"

At this time, Pei Junlin's voice was like a god, and every word resounded in the silent night. Every word made the body of Aoi Chuan standing opposite him tremble, especially when the last word "open sky" fell, Suddenly, Aoigawa's body trembled, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

"The swordsmanship of Dongying Kingdom, the Aoi family Aoigawa, meet the master!"

Pei Junlin completely subdued Aoichuan, a master of swordsmanship, just by virtue of his aura!

Pei Junlin was very satisfied with this, and dissipated the long sword and momentum in his hand, and slowly landed.

"Aoi Chuan, are you satisfied with my sword practice?"

Aoi Chuan let out a thump, and knelt on the ground: "Master's swordsmanship is invincible to the stars in the universe today!"

Unexpectedly, Pei Junlin shook his head slowly and said, "No! You are wrong!"

"Ben Xiuluo once knew a sword cultivator named Master Fenghuo. When he came out with a sword, all people were afraid. It was really a sword that cut stars and destroyed heaven and earth! That is the real way of swordsmanship!"

"The nine-level mantra sword art that I just showed was won from a bet from Venerable Fenghuo!"

Aoi Chuan, who was kneeling on the ground, was stunned. He never thought that such a peerless way of swordsmanship, which is so ancient and brilliant today, was won by a bet...

But then he trembled with excitement. Since Pei Junlin knew such a peerless powerhouse, he would definitely meet him in the future. He was born for the way of swordsman all his life. Whoever can teach him the true way of swordsmanship, he will desperately follow whoever he pursues. Extreme!

"Aoigawa, go! Give Ben Shura all the reptiles in this mountain and bring them to the villa!"

After Pei Junlin left this sentence, his figure disappeared instantly, and Aoi Chuan's eyes became hot when he saw the speed of the ghost.

Pei Junlin didn't set Nether Karmic Fire on Aoi Chuan, because he felt it was unnecessary. As a dignified Shura warrior, his vision was naturally very vicious, but he could tell at a glance that Aoi Chuan was the kind of martial idiot who wholeheartedly pursued the ultimate swordsmanship. Such a person , as long as you have enough strength to make the opponent surrender, that's enough!

When Pei Junlin returned to Maple Leaf Mountain Villa, he was taken aback by the situation in the villa as soon as he entered. Qiong, Wang Ziyu, Wang Haishan, and Qin Yan were all there. Even if the lights were not turned on, Pei Junlin could feel the anxiety in everyone's heart.

It was already three or four o'clock in the middle of the night. The villas on the top of the mountain were no worse than those in the city. The temperature was very low and the air conditioner was not turned on. Pei Junlin turned on the lights casually. Under the bright light, he saw pale and panicked faces.

"It's okay, everyone go to bed!"

Pei Junlin opened his mouth and said, and then he was about to change his clothes first. His clothes were not only wet by the rain, but also stained with a lot of blood.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a soft and boneless delicate body flew towards him and hugged him tightly.

Pei Junlin, who was just about to leave, suddenly froze in place. His cold-blooded and ruthless heart gradually warmed up. He reached out and patted the trembling shoulder of Wang Ziqiong in his arms and said, "It's okay! It's okay! Look, I'm not intact No damage! Just relying on those reptiles can't hurt me!"

"Be good! Be good, let me change clothes, look, your clothes are all wet!"

Wang Ziqiong remained silent, but hugged Pei Junlin's body even more tightly, but did not let go.

There was a faint cry in his ears, and Pei Junlin showed a look of helplessness. Who would have thought that the Shura warrior who once ruled the world, the man code-named Pei Xiuluo, would feel helpless towards a woman.

Especially, this woman is just a mortal!

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, there was an endless stream of screams from outside, followed by an energetic voice: "Master, the mountain has been cleaned up! There are eight people in total, two of them are dead, and they are still alive." There are six people left!"

Only then did Wang Ziqiong let go of Pei Junlin's body, turned sideways and wiped her rosy eye sockets. On that peerless face, there were still traces of tears.

Pei Junlin said lightly: "Let them kneel outside!"

After all, he left everyone in the room in a daze and went straight into the bathroom.

In the room, everyone in the Wang family looked at each other, and they all saw strong curiosity in each other's eyes. Who is talking outside?

Wang Ziyu was the most daring, and was the first to run to the balcony. Wang Haishan and his wife were so scared that they kept screaming and chased them out. But soon, the three of them froze on the balcony. like a statue.

Seeing this, Wang Ziqiong quickly collected her emotions and walked over. Behind her were Man Yuan and Black Snake. When the three of them walked to the balcony, as far as they could see, they could see the gate of the villa below. A row of dark figures kneeled there.

There was another person, holding a sword in his arms, like a sculpture, standing quietly at the door, motionless.

The heavy rain is still falling, and everyone outside is like a drowned chicken, soaked all over.

Wang Ziyu counted curiously, there were nine people in total, two of them were lying on the ground, six were kneeling, and only one was standing!

"Are these people the scoundrels who came to my brother-in-law tonight?"

Wang Ziyu clenched his fists angrily.

Except for the man who was standing with his sword in his arms intact, the other six people were all in a mess, covered in muddy water, mixed with blood.

Some people covered their chests with their hands and kept trembling, as if they were forced to endure some kind of terrible pain. Some people were breathless, and there was unconcealable fear in their eyes.