Chapter 2040: The Spirit of the Warrior Path
the words "provincial capital" as she said them, making sure Chen Ping heard her clearly."You are Chen Ping, I've heard so much about you…………"Wei Tao extended his hand toward Chen Ping, his eyes fill...With a clang of metal, the swords of the first few samurai snapped in two. The immense force sent them flying backwards, their bodies exploding into a spray of blood in mid-air...
This scene, seen in the left eye of that island's Xuan Ye, could not help but furrow his brow deeply!
Although the samurai at the front was only seen to be blown apart into a bloody mist by the shockwave, not a single one of the samurai behind him retreated!
Bushido, the samurai code of honor, dominated their thoughts at this moment, driving them all to fight without fear of death.
"Kill......"
Dozens of samurai warriors launched a synchronized, airborne strike against Chen Ping. Their numerous blades converged into a single, deadly force.
Chen Ping, seeing this, his body flickered with golden light. He activated the indestructible golden body, and piece after piece of golden scales covered Chen Ping's whole body!
At this moment, Chen Ping was like wearing a golden armor!
"Humph, today I shall shatter your samurai spirit..."
Chen Ping let out a cold snort and waved his hand gently!
A terrifying force surged out, striking dozens of samurai. One by one, they were thrown into the air like ants and then exploded.
Streams of blood splattered, and the sky began to rain blood. Limbs and organs were scattered everywhere, and for a moment, the entire mountaintop was shrouded in a thick stench of blood.
Chen Ping wanted exactly this effect. Since these warriors were controlled by the Bushido ideology, Chen Ping would use bloody and violent means to make them afraid and terrified!
This batch of samurai died, but dozens more charged forward immediately, each with eyes filled with murderous intent and not the slightest bit of fear!
When Chen Ping saw this, his right hand suddenly clenched, and the Zhanlong Sword appeared in his hand!
Immediately, the Dragon-Slayer Sword slashed forward, and a sword glow stretching dozens of feet instantly cut the samurai who rushed to the front in half!
These samurai's upper bodies fell to the ground one after another, but their legs, due to inertia, continued running forward for several steps before falling down!
Blood splattered, Chen Ping used the Dragon-Slaying Sword to slay dozens of samurai who charged at him with a single strike!
As one group of samurai were hacked down, another wave of fearless warriors charged forward.
Chen Ping's eyes narrowed, and the dragon-slaying sword in his hand instantly slashed out a series of sword qi!
These sword qi directly shredded and pulverized the samurai who charged up.
Chen Ping won't leave them a whole corpse!
Looking at the swathes of fallen samurai, Shima Zugen turned his head towards the ten magic masters. The ten magic masters nodded, and then began to cast spells.
In the sky, streaks of white appeared like silken threads. They surged towards Chen Ping in a dense throng.
Then he began to continuously wrap Chen Ping, until finally, Chen Ping was like a silkworm pupa, completely wrapped up by those white silk threads!
Seeing Chen Ping bound, Dao Zuo Xuan felt relieved and a smile curved his lips!
Zuixiao Zuo Xuan’s smile was still on his face and hadn’t disappeared, just as he saw the white silk thread, it actually began to glow with gold around it, until finally, it all shattered instantly, and Chen Ping's body regained its freedom!
"Want to duel me with magic"
Chen Ping crossed his arms, then suddenly thrust them upward towards the sky...
Very soon, dark clouds filled the sky and rumbling thunder boomed!
This sudden change in the heavens and earth made Daozuo Xuan Ye and those masters of magic change color!
They understand that the kind of magic capable of creating such a phenomenon requires an immense amount of mental energy to sustain!
But before they could react, bolts of lightning descended from the sky...
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