Boom!
As this single blade-stroke cleaved the air, Ling Yun's field of vision shifted, and he found himself plunged into an illusion once more as countless blood-red katanas came howling toward him in a deadly assault.
It felt as though they meant to obliterate him completely, yet Ling Yun merely gave a light nod, judging that Hattori Musashi's combination of ninjutsu and swordsmanship was not half bad on Blue Star.
Without the slightest panic, Ling Yun swept a twig through the air with rapid grace, executing a set of sword techniques entirely unknown to him, and Hattori Musashi's attack shattered of its own accord!
The sword qi he whipped up surged toward Hattori Musashi, who threw every last ounce of strength into his defense!
Puff!
Hattori Musashi spat a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale as his body stumbled back again and again. The katana in his hand trembled lightly, its brilliance dimmed.
"I have lost. My thanks, Lord King of Hell."
He dropped to one knee, his demeanor utterly devout. Even though he had raised the level of his own cultivated swordsmanship, it still failed to inflict the slightest trace of harm upon the King of Hell!
"I hope this helps you elevate your swordsmanship." Ling Yun casually tossed the twig aside, acting as though he had just performed something utterly trivial!
"Thank you!"
Hattori Musashi smiled and bowed deeply to Ling Yun. He was an upright man lacking in hypocrisy, and the latter found himself harboring a shred of admiration for him!
"So it really is the King of Hell! You die today!"
A harsh cry rang out abruptly.
A short, stout man dressed in black martial attire with a thin mustache suddenly materialized behind Qin Lan, and the moment he appeared, he pressed a katana