Chapter 632 I will laugh from the horizontal knife to the sky and save the two Kunluns!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Huangfulin drew his sword and took nine steps forward.
Each step becomes more powerful, and each step becomes stronger.
The concrete floor was cracked by his steps, and stone chips flew everywhere, as if it had been bombarded indiscriminately.
At the ninth step, Huangfulin relied on the reaction force to rise into the sky with a long sword in his hand, slashing towards Li Jonghyuk with a devastating force.
This sword contains the supreme will of martial arts.
There is attack but no defense, there is advance but no retreat, and life is towards death.
His whole body merged with the Mad Dragon Sword, as if he had truly transformed into a Nine-Heaven Dragon, killing the world.
For a moment, many Chinese warriors in the audience showed joy on their faces and said excitedly:
"This Huangfulin is indeed a supremely powerful man. His strength is so terrifying. He is by no means a person who lives up to his fame!"
"This kind of sword technique is really too overbearing! Even the most powerful masters may not be able to resist it!"
…
However, looking at this menacing sword, Lee Jong Hyuk was not surprised but delighted, shouting:
"Well done!"
Suddenly, Li Jonghyuk's withered body burst out with a majestic force, his momentum rising steadily, like a demon god, covering the sun and moon, and covering the sky.
The next moment, his right leg was like a steel whip, swept out from the air, and kicked hard towards the blade of the Mad Dragon Sword.
Everyone in the venue never expected that Lee Jong Hyuk would not only avoid the edge temporarily, but would choose to confront him head-on.
Isn't this... not asking for death?
When Huangfulin saw this, he felt as if he had been greatly humiliated, and his inner energy crazily poured into the long sword.
"Whoa!"
On the blade, a layer of crimson sword appeared, which was indestructible and unstoppable.
Not to mention a mortal body, even if there is a ten-thousand-foot mountain in front of it, it can be cut in two.
Finally, one knife and one leg collided in mid-air.
"Zheng!"
A sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.
Surprisingly, Lee Jong Hyuk's right leg was not severed by the Mad Dragon Sword and remained intact.
Huangfulin, on the other hand, felt an overwhelming power coming from the blade.
"boom!"
That huge force is like a volcano erupting, extremely strong.
In just a moment, Huangfulin's right hand cracked open, and blood spattered. He could hardly hold the handle of the knife. He took seven or eight steps back before he managed to stand still. His face was filled with an unconcealable look of fear, and his forehead was full of tears.
beads of sweat.
On the other hand, Lee Jong Hyuk landed on the ground leisurely after a kick, calm and relaxed, his clothes were not even messy, and he seemed to be able to do it with ease, without using all his strength.
Then, Li Zhonghyuk looked at Huangfulin from a distance and said slowly:
"What? Is this all you have? That disappoints me so much!"
As soon as these words came out, Huangfulin's face was extremely embarrassed, and his heart was filled with huge waves. He was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised.
He never expected that Li Jonghyuk would not only use his physical body to hit his sword, but he would also remain unscathed.
What's more important is that that kick hit the only flaw in the Mad Dragon's sword without missing a beat.
Such eyesight means that Lee Jong Hyuk's strength is far superior to him.
Which one is strong and which one is weak is clear at a glance.
The huge gap in strength made his heart sink to the bottom, and he even felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness.
But at this moment, Huangfulin couldn't retreat at all.
Because he represents the entire Chinese martial arts world.
If he loses and no one else is able to play in the arena, doesn’t it mean that Chinese martial arts has lost to Korean Taekwondo?
This battle can only be won, not defeated!
…
Thinking of this, Huangfulin's eyes flashed, an astonishing momentum erupted from his body, and he coldly snorted:
"Hmph... Old man Goryeo, don't be complacent! The real battle has just begun!"
As he spoke, the muscles all over his body were so tense that they were about to burst the samurai uniform. He held the sword in both hands, and the majestic inner energy was injected into the blade.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the mad dragon sword seemed to have been unsealed, and the light shone brightly and dazzlingly.
"Ho ho ho..."
A dragon-like roar of swords resounded throughout the world, and that aura of arrogance made people want to worship.
"A hundred cuts with one sword!"
Huangfulin's eyes were red and he yelled angrily. He held the knife in both hands and slashed wildly. In one breath, he struck out hundreds of knives.
A knife is faster than a knife!
Hundreds of red sword lights swept into a large, airtight net, and seemed like endless angry waves, shrouding Li Jonghyuk.
This kind of mass destruction attack is really terrifying.
"Pfft!"
There was a sound of space being torn apart, a sound like metal friction, which was creepy and frightening.
Even at a certain distance, the Chinese warriors who were watching in the distance were shocked by the aura of annihilation contained in it.
Even if it was Li Jonghyuk, the expression on his face changed subtly, and he secretly thought that he had underestimated Huangfulin after all.
However, that's all.
The next moment, Li Jonghyuk's body rose into the air, his Taoist robes fluttered, and he punched fiercely, hitting the polished sword.
His fists contained explosive power, and every time he punched, he shattered a blade.
In just a dozen breaths, all the sword lights in the sky turned into powder and disappeared into thin air.
Silence returned to the venue again.
…
"hiss!"
Seeing this scene, Huangfulin couldn't help but gasped, dumbfounded and shocked.
You must know that the "One Sword and Hundred Cuts" move just now has exhausted most of the internal energy in his Dantian, but it still did not cause any damage to Li Jonghyuk.
This is not a fair duel at all, it is simply a one-sided crushing.
The Chinese warriors in the audience naturally saw the situation on the field.
For a time, a feeling called "despair" spread among the crowd.
If Huangfulin were defeated, Chinese martial arts might become a joke and would never be able to hold its head high in front of the Koreans.
"call……"
Suddenly, Huangfulin took a deep breath and a flash of death flashed in his eyes, as if he had made some important decision. He looked at the people in the audience and said:
"We warriors, why would we hesitate to fight?"
"If my body dies, don't bury my bones. Death is like a star, life is like morning dew."
As soon as he finished speaking, Huangfulin turned around again, his energy and spirit unified, and soared into the sky, holding the knife in both hands, like a burning star.
That kind of indomitable momentum has long left life and death behind, just like Jing Ke's bravery when he assassinated the King of Qin.
Above the blade, you can still faintly see the thunderbolt-like light, and the stars are dotted like fireflies flying.
With one strike of the sword, there is a golden sword, an iron horse, and a sea of blood and yellow sand. It seems that there is nothing that cannot be cut off under this sword!
With this strike, Huangfulin completely abandoned his defense, injuring the enemy eight hundred and damaging himself a thousand.
Jade and stone will burn together and perish together!
This move is extremely brutal.
Huangfulin knew that if it was a normal duel, he would definitely not be Lee Jonghyuk's opponent.
But in order not to lose the reputation of Chinese martial arts, he decided to make his opponents pay a huge price even if he sacrificed himself.
"We Chinese warriors can be knocked down, but we will never be defeated!"
"I will smile to the sky with my horizontal sword, leaving my liver and gallbladder intact!"
…
At this moment, Huangfulin was like a burning star, and as tragic as a moth flying into the flame.
Everyone in the venue was shocked by this heroic and decisive will.
But Li Jonghyuk sneered and said disdainfully:
"Hmph...that's ridiculous! Weak people should have the consciousness of a weak person!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Jonghyuk's aura also skyrocketed, as if a ferocious beast that had been imprisoned for thousands of years broke free from its shackles and came out, revealing its majestic appearance.
"boom!"
A terrifying aura spread in all directions, filling the entire Taekwondo hall.
Everyone in the venue felt a chill surge from the soles of their feet to the Tianling Cap, as if their blood and souls were frozen.
Even Huangfulin's offensive in mid-air was stalled.
At this moment, Lee Jong Hyuk revealed his true face.
Like an ancient demon god, it finally showed its fangs.
"die!"
Li Zhonghe raised his fist, draining away the vitality of the world within a hundred meters, and like a thunderbolt, he attacked Huangfulin's chest with lightning speed.
quick!
Too fast!
In the flash of lightning, Huangfulin's hair stood on end, and he subconsciously wanted to put away his sword to defend, but in the end he was too late.
"Peng!"
There was a loud noise, like thunder in the sky.
Li Zhonghyuk's fist actually punched into Huangfulin's chest.
