"As you wish."

Lin Zhong's expression remained unchanged and he faintly uttered four words.

Seeing that Todo Masamichi was preparing to fight Lin Zhong, Chiba Ryui and Momoi Heimasa reluctantly climbed up from the ground, and with the help of their disciples, they retreated back to the crowd.

Todo Masamichi took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened it again, he had eliminated all distracting thoughts in his mind, and the only thing he saw in front of him was Lin Zhong, the most powerful enemy he had ever seen in his life.

"call!"

In the hall, a strong wind suddenly blew, which was the air flow exhaled from the mouth of Todo Masamichi.

The training clothes worn by Todo Masamichi were windless and automatic, his hair stood upright, and his old cheeks seemed to be shining with light, glowing with astonishing vitality. His whole person instantly became dozens of years younger.

In order to fight Lin Zhong, Todo Masada did not care about any cost and completely stimulated his whole body's energy and blood. Even if Lin Zhong didn't kill him afterwards, he wouldn't be able to survive for long.

Everyone around held their breaths and stared blankly at Todo Masamichi, who looked like a different person.

Under everyone's shocked gazes, Masamichi Fujido's thin body stood as tall as a mountain, exuding an astonishing momentum, and his two eyes were shining, as bright as searchlights.

"Master Fan... I'm preparing to deliver a fatal blow."

Sato Takashi burst into tears and murmured to himself.

Kobayashi Kiyoshi and Takeda Shuta remained silent, their hands hanging by their sides quietly clenched, and a solemn and tragic feeling lingered in their hearts.

Chiba Ryuui, Momoi Heimasa, Yagyu Sosuke, and Fuuma Yuki had complicated expressions.

Although Toudo Masamichi made different choices with them and laughed at them as cowards, they were not angry at all, but felt a sense of desolation like a hero in his twilight years.

"Perhaps Todo-dono is the real samurai."

Qianye Longjing covered his chest with one hand and coughed violently. A few strands of blood came out of the corners of his mouth. His face became paler and his breath became weaker.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Qianye Yuhe quickly supported Qianye Longjing's body with a worried look on his face.

Qianye Longjing waved his hand: "Don't worry about me and concentrate on watching the battle. The battle between Lord Todo and Lord Pojun will be a precious treasure that you will never be able to enjoy in your lifetime."

Qianye Yuhe nodded vigorously, turned to look at Lin Zhong, his eyes were complicated and incomprehensible.

She couldn't understand why the young man named Po Jun was so powerful. Although he was about the same age as her, he was no match for her father.

Lin Zhong's legs were slightly spread, and he stood straight. His cold eyes were staring at Todo Masamio quietly, and the sharp Murasame hung by his side, silently waiting for the opponent to finish accumulating power.

The aura on Todo Masamichi's body became stronger and stronger, the sleeves of his training uniform swelled, and the energy and blood in his body surged like the Yangtze River. The muscles of the hands holding the knife were knotted, and the veins were exposed.

He raised Tamakiri high above his head, moving extremely slowly, as if what he was holding was extremely heavy.

"Your Excellency Po Jun, I'm ready."

Teng Tangzhengdao suddenly opened his mouth, and every word was as loud as a bell, shocking the eardrums.

Lin Zhong leaned forward slightly, like a leopard preparing to pounce on its prey. His pure inner energy surged into his right hand, and his entire arm instantly turned blue-black. His voice was as indifferent as water: "Just take action, it's like a promise."

If you do that, I will let you experience the most powerful sword."

"Thank you very much for your help!"

Todo Masamichi didn't hesitate anymore, and suddenly let out a sharp roar, his beard and hair spread, his eyebrows stood up, he took a step forward, and Tamakiri slashed down on Lin Zhong's head with thunderous momentum!

"Whoa!"

The sword suddenly appeared, and the wind and thunder burst out!

This sword gathered all the power of Todo Masamichi, and the silver sword light fell from the sky, like sunlight piercing the darkness, and like lightning streaking across the night sky, illuminating everyone's eyes.

In the blink of an eye, in less than a tenth of a second, the blade came to Lin Zhong's head and seemed to split Lin Zhong in half, head and feet.

Faced with Todo Masamichi's extremely fierce sword, Lin Zhong did not dodge or dodge, his eyes suddenly flashed with sharp light, he kicked his feet, and his body flew out quickly. Murasame hanging by his side was lifted up from bottom to top!

"laugh!"

Murasame passed through the air, emitting a low and frightening roar. The long and narrow blade bloomed with a bright brilliance that made it impossible to look at. This was due to the speed of cutting out too fast and the intense friction between the blade and the air.

Too fast!

It’s so fast that I can’t describe it in words!

Not only fast, but also fierce!

Under the infusion of Lin Zhong's internal energy, Murasame, who was already extremely sharp, became even more indestructible. It is no exaggeration to say that even if a wall was blocking his way, Lin Zhong could definitely cut it open with one strike.

As Lin Zhong said, this is the strongest sword he can send out, and it is also an invincible sword!

In this sword, Lin Zhong injected his belief that he would be victorious in every battle and move forward indomitably. Looking at the world, there are only a few people who can catch this sword.

Todo Masamichi's eyes widened, trying desperately to see clearly the trajectory of Lin Zhong's sword, but he only saw a blur of light and shadow, and then he felt a pain in his neck.

"Whoa!"

Lin Chong's figure was like the wind, and he passed by Teng Tang Zhengdao.

Todo Masamichi slashed in the air with a knife that he had accumulated for a long time, but did not continue to attack. All movements stopped abruptly, and his body froze in place, motionless.

Lin Zhong stopped two meters behind Todo Masamichi. Murasame was still hanging by his side, the blade of the knife was downward, and a drop of bright red blood dripped down the tip of the knife.

"What a fast knife!"

Todo Masamichi moved his lips and said the last sentence, with a satisfied smile on his lips.

After saying these words, a thin line of blood appeared on Todo Masamichi's neck. The light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and he leaned back and fell to the ground.

The whole place was dead silent.

Although everyone had expected such an ending, they were still a little unbelievable when it actually happened.

Todo Masamichi, the Sword Saint of Taishan Hokuto who had dominated the Fuso martial arts world for decades and was revered as Taishan Hokuto, died like this, and was killed with a single sword in a frontal duel.

In the crowd, Sosuke Yagyu and Yuki Fuma had cold sweat on their palms, and their hearts were filled with both joy and fear. Fortunately, they were still alive, but what they were afraid of was that they didn't know how Lin Zhong would deal with them.

Qianye Longjing clenched his teeth, and the muscles at the corners of his mouth were pulsing. His face was so pale that it was almost transparent, without any blood. The pain kept coming from his chest, making his head dizzy, but he still held on to prevent himself from falling over.

Momoi Heimasa's face was dejected, and his self-confidence was severely hit. He suddenly realized that the swordsmanship for which he was famous was so ridiculous in front of Lin Zhong's sword.

That is the ultimate in speed and power. The stronger the person, the more he can understand the terror of that knife.
Chapter completed!