Chapter 94: Invincible posture, shocking killing [4000 words chapter]The seventh sword of the Badao Sect in the contemporary era, the Ghost Hand Sword - Feng Ting. this moment. Everyone on and below the Green Willow Embankment couldn't help but stare in a daze. Xu Hailong, Liang Ping, Liu Shangxin, the special envoy of the King of Cangzhou, the Princess of Cangzhou, dozens of Giant Whale Gang masters, and the masters of Gangqi from the surrounding noble families, powerful families, and gangs... There were also many ordinary people from the middle and lower classes of society, ordinary people from Minjiang River... all of them looked dazed, staring at the young man in black with his sword pointed to the sky under the stone statue of the prefect. Until a "thump" sounded, and Liu Zhenghe's body with half of his head chopped off fell to the ground. Everyone woke up as if from a dream, and looked at the figure of the ghost hand knife "Feng Ting", and swallowed subconsciously. Today’s matter…has gotten out of hand! Feng Ting of Badaomen actually killed Liu Zhenghe! In front of thousands of people, the key figure who presided over today's ceremony was chopped to death on the Green Willow Bank with a single knife, and the stone statue of the prefect was smashed to pieces with a single knife! How dare he! Isn’t he afraid of the Giant Whale Gang and the backlash from all the forces present? "Seal the pavilion!"

Xu Hailong stood up suddenly and stared at Fengting. His chest was heaving violently, and he was so angry that he couldn't speak. For today. Xu Hailong took precautions, but he never expected that the Demon Sword Song Lin did not show up, and the Ghost Hand Sword Feng Ting killed his most important chess piece first. Without Liu Zhenghe, how could he legitimately promote the construction of the trade fair and the water palace? Without Liu Zhenghe, even if today's ceremony continued, the Giant Whale Gang would have completely lost face. "Ba Dao Men, Feng Ting... Liang Ping!" Xu Hailong turned his head suddenly and stared at Liang Ping coldly, "Let me ask you one question, are you from the Tyrant Blade Sect going to go to war with my Giant Whale Gang today?" Wow~~ Countless figures stood up at the same time. Gangs and forces from various cities in Minjiang, countless masters of Gangqi Realm and Leiyin Realm, all stared at Fengting with solemn and cautious eyes, as well as... Liangping and Su Yu from Badaomen. "Feng Ting... No, he is not Feng Ting?" Liangping ignored everyone's gazes, staring at the ghost face on Feng Ting's face, and spoke in a firm tone. The words fell. A powerful aura suddenly rose from his body, rushing straight into the sky. Then it turned into a terrifying murderous aura, completely enveloping the fake "sealing pavilion". shock! Quiet~~ Everyone almost dropped their jaws when they heard this. If he is not Feng Ting, then who is he? He is not Feng Ting, so how can he use the magic sword? The mysterious characteristics of the sword technique are too distinct. It is impossible to reach that level without several years or even more than ten years of attainment! So even though Liangping was so sure, no one could believe it - he was not Feng Ting. If he really wasn't Feng Ting... he could have cultivated Feng Ting's Divine Demon Sword to the same level in such a short period of time, or even surpassed him. What a terrifying talent! Isn’t it the fate above the azure blue… the seedling of the Divine Mansion Realm? But if he was Feng Ting, how could he explain why he suddenly killed Liu Zhenghe and ruined today's ceremony? Everyone couldn't help but fall into a dilemma. It was probably because they could not believe that the person in front of them was a genius who was qualified to compete for the throne of the God's Mansion. They could not believe that one day they would be able to see the legendary azure destiny appear in this small pond in Minjiang Mansion! "Senior Brother." The young girl Su Yu was struck by lightning as if from the blue sky. Her bright eyes widened and she stared at the swordsman in the field without blinking. I don't know when, my eyes were filled with tears. It seemed that she was the only one among all the people present who believed Liangping's words... He was really not blocked. We have been together for so many days and nights.

In fact, the two had already noticed something was wrong, but as mentioned above, they instinctively didn't believe that someone would imitate Feng Ting so closely. It was also for this reason that Liang Ping hesitated and stayed until today. Until today, he took the initiative to expose himself. "I am indeed not Feng Ting." The clear voice shocked everyone. Feng Ting put away his sword and turned around to face everyone, slowly taking off the mask on his face. A fair and handsome face immediately caught everyone's eyes. Boom~~ Looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, Xu Hailong's mind exploded. Many people present were so shocked that they were speechless. They were unfamiliar with this face, yet extremely familiar with it. Because of the wanted posters posted all over the city, they would see them every time they went out... and so. Of course he is not Feng Ting. "Song Lin!" "He is——Song Lin, the Demon Sword!" A scream of surprise and fear broke through the sky above the Green Willow Bank. The crowd dispersed suddenly, and even the masters of the Gangqi Realm subconsciously took a step back and looked at the figure in horror. Demonic sword, Song Lin! During this period of time, he had already been known for his viciousness. He killed people in the Gangqi realm with one sword and slaughtered the disciples of the Giant Whale Gang like pigs and dogs. He silently chopped the sharp-edged Xu Haipeng on the roof of the Tengkong building and chopped him into countless pieces of meat. At that time, no one could figure out how he did it. Now, they finally know. It turned out that he was the 'Feng Ting' from that night. It turned out that he... had really killed the real Ghost Hand Sword Feng Ting three months ago, and with his extraordinary talent, he easily learned Feng Ting's Divine Ghost Sword. original. He has always appeared in front of everyone openly. now. He came to the Green Willow Embankment alone again, and in front of everyone, he killed the Minjiang Governor Liu Zhenghe with a single sword. Is he... coming here to die? Everyone is extremely sure of this. Even though he was the legendary azure fate and the appearance of the God Palace, he was still a shallow cultivator, facing the siege of countless Gangqi and Leiyin masters in the entire Minjiang Prefecture, as well as Liangping, the top Gangqi master in the martial arts world. He must die! Is it really worth it to risk your life for those lowly people? "Go on, kill him!" Twenty Gangqi Realm and three hundred Leiyin Realm masters who had been deployed by the Giant Whale Gang appeared from the darkness and attacked Song Lin together. On the high platform. Xu Hailong looked at Song Lin coldly, with murderous intent in his eyes.

He didn't know why this bastard did such a stupid thing, leaving behind his excellent status advantage and breaking into the trap he had set for him. He could have left secretly, or even approached him and assassinated him suddenly. But he chose to use the stupidest method! "If you're really that stupid, all my efforts would be wasted!" Boom boom boom~~ There were bursts of thunderous sounds and howling strong energy. The masters of the Giant Whale Gang formed a sky-net and earth-net and a Puyang sword formation, and countless swords and shadows were swung at him. ding~~ A black knife fell to the ground. Song Lin threw down Feng Ting's black knife and took out his own fish-butchering knife from his arms. A strange aura suddenly emerged. The knife flashed. The fish-cutting knife turned into countless green scales, which enveloped the twenty罡气 and three hundred thunder sounds. Wow~~ People seemed to hear the sound of waves and the sound of fish scales scratching flesh and blood. Dazzling light and shadows overlapped layer by layer, and screams echoed throughout the green willow bank. In the shocked eyes of everyone. Figures were thrown out one after another, with fish-scale-like knife marks appearing on their necks and hearts, and blood spurting out. The first move of the Fool's Sword - Green Scale. Shock! Unprecedented shock! One man against three hundred. The demon sword Song Lin only used one sword to break the sword formation that the Giant Whale Gang had prepared for a long time. With just one sword... he killed at least thirty Leiyin realm masters in front of him and five Gangqi realm masters who were rushing in the front. evildoer! Is this the talent of the Divine Palace Seed? terrible! "Too weak..." A sigh suddenly sounded. Song Lin stood on the green willow embankment. Looking at the group of Giant Whale Gang's Gangqi and Leiyin masters who stopped and dared not move forward, he suddenly laughed. A gentle smile. Smiling... quite calmly. Why did he dare to come to Green Willow Dike alone? Why didn't he use another identity to assassinate Xu Hailong? Of course it is because. He also has his own pride in his heart, which is no less than Chen Guzhou's pride six hundred years ago. Since he said he would take Xu Hailong's head in March this year, he would definitely come. Even if Xu Hailong was surrounded by countless masters, even if Liangping didn't leave. He would come... in front of everyone. Take off his head yourself! This is of course also because - he is now absolutely sure.

Absolute strength. boom! The momentum that had been waiting to be unleashed suddenly turned into an illusory sword light that shot up into the sky. In an instant, it turned into thirty-three thunders and a violent dragon of blood and energy, breaking through the pressure that Liangping had cast on him. "Ha~~" He turned his head to look at the unskilled swordsman, revealing a trace of disdainful sneer. He suddenly charged into the crowd, the fish-cutting knife in his hand flying like willow leaves, as fast as lightning. "what!" "Ah! Ah!" In an instant, countless screams were heard. Quick! Sharp knife! What a quick knife! There are no tricks or routines, just pure speed. On the high platform. Ryohei's eyes narrowed. This sword technique... seems to be very similar to a sword in the legend. A sword that once made the Ba Dao Sect panic and terrified, and then suddenly disappeared. Of course he had only heard of it, but he definitely remembered it clearly. Liangping will never forget the fear, resentment, and a hint of reverence in his master's eyes before he died. A sword that can kill a god-level person! This made him hesitate a little bit in the step he was about to take. And in this moment of hesitation. The green willow bank suddenly became quiet again. Twenty Gangqi Realm masters and three hundred Leiyin Realm masters were all lying quietly on the embankment where blood had gathered into a river, neatly arranged with only one fatal wound on their heart or neck. For masters in Gangqi realm, it’s on the heart, while for masters in Leiyin realm, it’s on the neck. Three hundred and twenty people, without a single mistake or omission. Song Lin's terrifying control over his swordsmanship was fully demonstrated. "Thunder sound... thirty-three rings." A dry voice echoed in everyone's ears. It's him? The special envoy from Cangzhou. This was the first time he spoke today, but it sounded like thunder exploding in everyone's ears. The thunder roars thirty-three times. What concept? Normally speaking, everyone in Gangqi realm has the opportunity to step into the second largest realm in the world: Shenfu realm. Even if there are only ten thunder sounds, there is still a chance.

But that's just theory. Can the thousandth or ten-thousandth chance of Thunder Sound Ten Rings be compared with the 30%, 50%, or even 90% chance? Of course not! and so. Looking at Song Lin's young face in the field, looking at the bloody fish-butchering knife... Everyone suddenly felt a chill in their hearts. "superior." Xu Hailong drew out the Hidden Dragon Sword 'Qiang Lan' in his hand and shouted: "Everyone, come together! Today, we must kill him!" Suddenly. Upon receiving the order, a group of Giant Whale Gang masters drew their weapons and surrounded Song Lin. The members of other gangs subconsciously took a step forward, but then stopped. They looked towards the field, at Song Lin's invincible posture... Such a divine seed, such an enemy... do they really want to be enemies with it? "Do it quickly!" Xu Hailong's eyes turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Don't forget, since you have boarded the Giant Whale Gang's ship, there is no turning back. Kill him today, or wait until the Giant Whale Gang settles accounts in the future. Think it over carefully." "This……" "Master Xu!" "If you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you first!" Xu Hailong shouted angrily: "A top expert from my Giant Whale Gang set out from Sanjiang half a month ago and will arrive today. Everyone, come together and surround and kill him. Once the expert arrives, he will be unable to escape even if he has wings!" then. He turned his head again: "Senior Liang..." "Let me think." Ryohei frowned, his expression serious. Seeing this, Xu Hailong's expression changed slightly, "Senior Liang, Song Lin killed your Ba Dao Sect's people, why don't you take action?" "I……" Liang Ping's face was gloomy, and the murderous intent in his eyes seemed to be condensing into water. however. He still didn't move. With his strength, he was sure to kill Song Lin. But... At this time, on the green willow embankment.

A shocking massacre is taking place. The sword shines like waves, and the blood is like a dragon. Song Lin's figure was drowned by the crowd, but he seemed to have turned into a fish swimming in the waves, and every swing of his fish-cutting knife could take a life. The powerful foundation of the 33 Thunder Sounds made him invincible and able to move freely under siege. kill! kill!kill!kill! The overwhelming murderous intent and surging blood seemed to condense into a dark red blood curtain above the Green Willow Bank. One figure after another fell. One life after another ended in his hands. Song Lin's black clothes were completely soaked with the blood of the enemies, like an evil ghost crawling out of hell. He was countless times more frightening than the ghost face of Ghost Hand Dao Feng Ting. suddenly. The view ahead is clear. The knife in Song Lin's hand suddenly paused, and he had already killed his way through the crowd and approached the platform. "I'll kill you!" a delicate shout. In an instant, a white skirt fluttered in front of him, dotted with green leaves, and a girl holding a jade dagger suddenly passed through the void and stabbed Song Lin in the heart. dong dong dong~~ There were bursts of thunder. Twelve times in a row. That girl, Su Yu, was actually a genius even more gifted than Feng Ting. however. is that useful? "Pfft~~" The fish-butchering knife mercilessly pierced the girl's chest. The blood spread, instantly dyeing the white dress on her chest bright red. "Show mercy!" A loud shout finally arrived. however. It's already too late. "Here to die?" Song Lin drew out his fish-cutting knife expressionlessly. He ignored the strange look of relief, regret, and passion in the girl's eyes, and turned to look at the middle-aged man with a violent breath and red eyes, who was swinging his knife at him. The unclassable swordsman - Liangping. And... on the platform behind him, there was a young man walking backwards. call-- A three-meter-long sword light suddenly condensed above the Green Willow Bank. He chopped fiercely towards Song Lin below.

Such a sword light and extremely condensed Gangqi, if it were any person in the Gangqi realm present... no, even if ten people were added together, they would probably not be able to withstand this attack. This is the top master of Gangqi realm. Can the demon sword Song Lin's 33 thundering sounds match it? How powerful is the sixth sword of the previous generation of Ba Dao Sect? Today, the outcome will be revealed. Boom~~ Under the expectant gazes of everyone, a thunderous sound suddenly rang out from Song Lin's body. Just one sound. It seemed as if there were thirty-four sounds, echoing throughout the green willow bank at the same time. The expression on Ryohei's face suddenly changed. 　[I rewrote the middle part of Chapter 90 because some people think the protagonist is not morally upright, while others think he is a saint. When I wrote this chapter, I was actually thinking ahead and behind. I wanted the protagonist to do something within his ability, but I didn't want him to appear to be a saint. As a result... I ended up pleasing neither side. 　　The main reason is that I was in a hurry to finish the manuscript. I was so busy that I didn't have time to think about the ideological contradictions. But what do you mean by "I changed the author"? My mentality exploded. (I know some of you will definitely ask me why I deleted the comments. If I explain in advance and modify the chapters, the comments will be gone.) 　　Therefore, from now on I will only ensure the quality, and the leader will not add more chapters... I will post as much as I write, and I will be responsible on my own, and I will not ask for anything from you if I write more. 　　For example, this chapter is 4000 words long and I just split it into two chapters because I'm too lazy to publish it in two. Will there be any in the afternoon? I guess it will be available depending on the status. 　　I'm not giving up, nor am I angry with you. If anyone feels offended by me, you can join the group and ask me to cancel the first order. Anyway, the first order performance is not good, I plan to write slowly, calm down my mentality, and accumulate strength for a breakthrough. 】

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