The prince is very fierce

The twenty-eight-way chain knife is famous for its powerful force and fearlessness. It is a standard life-for-life move. The twenty-eight knives are linked together, and each knife is heavier than the last due to the effect of inertia. There is a saying that "the twenty-eight knives can split a mountain".

Xu Buling swept the long spear in his hand towards Situ Yuejin's back. If Situ Yuejin was wearing a back armor and breastplate, he might not be killed if he was hit. And the nine-ring heavy knife weighing dozens of kilograms would still smash the head into the chest cavity if it hit the head with an iron helmet. There is no way to break the move except to block it.

Xu Buling turned his hand and raised the long spear horizontally without hesitation, and used the spear pole to block the heavy knife that was swung in a circle. There was a loud "clang" sound, and the spear pole was visibly bent a little.

Situ Yuejin has been using the Nine Ring Knife since he was three years old, and has become the contemporary martial arts champion from a young man. He has wielded it from the coast of Tiannan to the northern desert of Youzhou. With nearly fifty years of experience, he is no child playing around.

With one knife, the brute force poured out. Xu Buling's arms were like jade pillars that held up the sky, and his white boots were smashed into the mud.

Ding Ding

The essence of the twenty-eight-way chain knife is the word "chain".

The blade is like a tide, flowing endlessly without a pause. The first knife falls and the second knife starts. There is no fancy fake moves. It seems simple, but it is the best knife method in the contemporary world. Even Zhang Xiang, who loves knives like crazy, showed enthusiasm and unattainable colors after seeing it.

Xu Buling took the knife, and he had no time to change his moves and counterattack. The second knife fell on the spear, followed by the third and fourth knives.

In the peach blossom forest in the distance, Nightingale and Zhongli Chuchu found a snow nest to hide in, paying attention to the surrounding movements while also paying attention to the battle situation.

Seeing Xu Buling suddenly fall into a passive position, Nightingale's face changed slightly:

"It's bad, the young master was taken away, Situ Yuejin's life in exchange for his life is to force the young master to switch from offense to defense, and this defense can't be counterattacked..."

Zhongli Chuchu didn't understand this level of confrontation at all, and said anxiously: "What should we do?"

"The twenty-eight swords are linked together. Either you counterattack after receiving it, or you can't receive it halfway and withdraw with serious injuries. All the martial arts masters in the past years have been defeated by this hand. So far, no one has been able to break the move. Situ Yuejin's sword can't be blocked at all..."

Nightingale's words were obviously not heard from the storyteller.

Many guests in the Su Palace naturally study the heroes of the world when they practice martial arts on a daily basis, and have analyzed contemporary martial arts masters. Among them, the one with the most routines is Jia Gonggong's "Thousand Layer Miasma", which is combined with gold silk and body movements, with endless changes, making people unable to defend against.

The simplest one is the Situ family's chain knife, which is just twenty-eight axes. It will chop you openly, just like the heavy cavalry charging the battle formation. It doesn't matter what you do, just rely on hard power to crush you. If you can block it, you can beat it. If you can't block it, you will be crushed.

When the disciples of Qianrenmen fight with others, most of them fight very quickly, relying on the unparalleled explosive power of the nine-ring knife to push people to death in one wave.

This simple and direct knife method is very useless in the early stage of practice. It depends on the courage of fearlessness. Many masters can dodge or catch it, but when the knife is so fast that no one in the world can dodge it, it will break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, which will undergo a qualitative change. If you can't dodge it, you can only block it. If you can block it, you will live, but if you can't block it, you will die. It's simple and direct, and there is no way to deal with it.

And there is no one in the world who can resist Situ Yuejin's twenty-eight knives!

Ding-ding-ding-

Sparks flew in the snowy night. Situ Yuejin's tall body spun like the wind. His robes fluttered and rolled up the snow between heaven and earth. The heavy nine-ring knife in his hand was so fast that only a shadow was left. The sound of the iron rings knocking against each other was like a bell being shaken vigorously. One knife after another fell on the dragon-patterned spear.

Xu Buling supported the ground behind him with his right foot, raised his long spear horizontally to block, and chopped down nine times in a row. The whole person slid back a distance. The tiger's mouth holding the spear cracked and oozing blood. If the spear was moved away, the blade would fall on his head, and he couldn't change his moves at all.

In the past, Situ Yuejin usually solved the problem with three knives. Those who could let him use nine knives were rare masters in the world. Seeing that Xu Buling could still crotch after nine knives, he did not hold back any more strength in his hand. With a roar, the heavy blade smashed down brazenly.

Bang

This time was much more rude than the previous small fight.

Xu Buling's arms and shoulders made a slight sound, his feet sank deeply into the mud, his face flushed, and he quickly took a step back when he saw the spear bending and hitting his body.

Once the body moved, the lower body would inevitably be unstable, and it would be difficult to stand after this movement.

The twenty-eight consecutive swords were linked together, leaving no chance for the opponent to breathe. Situ Yuejin's sword fell, and the second sword was raised and fell on the horizontal spear again.

Xu Buling's feet could no longer take root in the ground. He sighed and retreated step by step. Occasionally, he stepped on the stones on the ground, and was shattered by the power transmitted from his body in an instant. There were knife marks on the fine spear. In order to prevent the bending from being too serious and the blade falling on his head, he could only hold his hands closer and block the heavy blade with a gap of more than one foot.

The Nine-Ring Knife chopped down, and the blade itself brought a heavy blow. After landing on the spear, the eight weighted iron rings hit the back of the knife under the action of inertia, which would bring another hidden force like an inch punch.

Such high-intensity and high-intensity continuous slashing is a great test of the bearing capacity of muscles and bones of both parties. If it were an ordinary person, I am afraid that his arms would be broken by now.

Xu Buling's arms were almost unconscious. As long as he bent, he would be pressed by the huge force and could no longer hold up. He could only force his arms to straighten and let the force on the blade pass along his arms, waist, abdomen, legs and feet until it was unloaded on the ground.

Clang-clang-clang-

Situ Yuejin seemed to be attacking with force and calculation, but his sharp eyes slowly showed fear. After all, he has been traveling around the world for decades, and this is the first time he has encountered such a tough opponent. In the blink of an eye, the eighteen swords fell, and it was true that Xu Buling was retreating steadily, but he did not lose any sense of control when retreating. He even paid attention not to let the blade hit the same place on the pole, so as not to break the pole and leave him defenseless.

You must know that when Yang Jue Ni was the number one swordsman in Mobei, after fifteen blows, Yang Jue Ni's mouth was full of blood and his hands were bleeding profusely. The last four blows struck Yang Jue Ni, causing Yang Jue Ni's back of the sword to hit his chest again and again. He had no choice but to escape sideways without losing his left arm.

This guy's bones are made of iron, right?

By this time of the fight, Situ Yuejin had completely forgotten the original intention of coming and why the fight started. There are no other distractions when drawing the sword, it is all based on the sharp energy of "Wu Wu Second".

clang

The nineteenth knife fell.

Situ Yuejin had only struck nineteen blows at most in his fights with others. In the past, he would always lament that he could not use up all the skills he had learned.

The blade of the knife was like a mountain, hitting the pole full of knife marks.

Xu Buling groaned and took three steps back, but still did not lose his balance and fall down, with a bit of fanaticism in his eyes.

"ah"

Situ Yuejin's beard and hair were all spread out, and his face was as furious as a burning flame. The brief shock had been suppressed, and all that was left was that the martial artist was brave and ruthless and did not believe in evil. Even the precautions originally used to prevent the opponent from taking the time to counterattack have been given up. Instead, he holds the knife in both hands, swings it round and strikes, completely exchanging lives for lives without any scruples.

Dang Dang Dang

Twenty, twenty-one, twenty-three!

It was probably the first time that the three swords fell in front of people. Xu Bu doubled the pressure and fell backwards.

Situ Yuejin's serial sword had already predicted the opponent's situation, and without giving Xu Buling time to stabilize, he flew forward and landed again with the sword.

bang

Xu Bu Ling tilted his body and raised the pole to block the blade. He had nowhere to use his body, and his whole body was smashed to the ground, creating a dent.

Dangdang block

Twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven!

Situ Yuejin's movements were not slow at all, but he was already panting like an ox, sweating profusely, and his face was sickly red. However, the blade in his hand did not lift even half an inch, and fell on the raised pole again and again.

Xu Buling was smashed to the ground, lying there without even a chance to get up. The moment the blade struck, his shoulder hit the frozen mud. Each cut was deeper and deeper, until his whole body was sunk into the mud, but his arms were Like the Optimus Jade Pillar, it remains motionless.

"ah!"

Situ Yuejin was almost crazy and sealed the demon. The last knife changed his body that was spinning like the wind. He held the knife in both hands and went around his back. His feet were rooted in the earth and he slashed down with the force of "splitting Huashan Mountain".

This sword is Situ Yuejin's strongest sword. He condensed his lifelong skills and squeezed out all the power he could squeeze from his body. He increased the strength of the sword to 100% and gave up all subsequent moves such as changing moves and moving around. With this sword strike, it would be difficult to continue to continue. Even if he moves, his physical strength can only support swinging the heavy sword until this point.

"Master!"

Nightingale was horrified when she saw this, but she was so far away and had no chance of helping. Zhongli and Chuchu were stunned, with their mouths open and had no idea what they were doing.

The blade fell, splitting Huashan with force.

Xu Buling roared angrily, lay down in the pit, and held up the heavy sword with a pole. After the muffled sound, the arms that were stretched upright were finally shaken, and the blade sank into the pole, almost breaking the long pole, and continued to fall on Xu Buling's head while pressing the long pole.

It's just that Xu Buling has practiced this kind of head-on fighting style since he was a child, and he has never met an opponent who can use brute force to break his body.

The blade bent his arms, his elbows hit the ground, and he continued to support the heavy knife.

And the unstoppable blade finally reached the end of its power, and when it hit the tip of Xu Bu Ling's nose, it was held up by the pole and it was difficult to make any further progress.

"ah"

Veins popped up on Situ Yuejin's forehead, and the towering muscles of his arms on his back tore his robe. He held the knife in both hands and pressed down with all his strength, but without the inertial momentum just accumulated, it was difficult to exert much force.

Xu Buling's eyes were ferocious. After taking the twenty-eight swords, there was no follow-up, so he naturally found an opportunity to counterattack. He suddenly straightened his arms, raised his strength from the ground, and pushed away the thick blade on the pole with all his strength.

Situ Yuejin was at the end of his strength and staggered back due to this push. There was surprise in his eyes, as if he didn't expect that a capable person could take all twenty-eight of his swords and still have energy left.

However, this battle is not over yet, and there is no room for shock and sighs.

The moment Xu Buling pushed Situ Yuejin away, he bounced off the ground, threw the long spear halfway, and the drunken bamboo sword at his waist was unsheathed at the same time.

The emotion in Situ Yuejin's eyes dissipated in an instant, and he raised his knife to split the long spear that shot out. But the next moment, a slender blade had already struck in front of him.

The body spins like the wind, and the knife is like a round fan blade.

The starting position of the twenty-eight-way chain knife!