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Volume 1 Chapter 40 The three realms of swordsmen, fight!

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    The figure disappeared and Wanzai turned into thunder. Chen Shaobai's reaction speed was obviously beyond the expectations of the middle-aged man in black. The two men faced each other with their swords, and they both shot with all their strength. Even if he wanted to hide at this time, he couldn't.

    However, the middle-aged man in black made a move that Chen Shaobai was very familiar with - he slightly adjusted his body shape, pointed his lower abdomen at the jade-green long sword, stepped forward instead of retreating, and took the initiative to step forward.

    It turned out to be the trick that Chen Shaobai used to defeat the weak when he first fought Xiong Yingjie with a bone-cutting knife!

    Pfft!

    The long sword entered the body, thunder exploded, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

    "You didn't expect it! This is the swordsman's vitality!"

    The middle-aged man in black seemed to have undergone pain tolerance training, coupled with his extremely strong vitality. After his abdomen was exploded with a sword, not only did his face not show any pain, but instead showed a hint of ecstasy that he had a chance to win.

    The three realms of the swordsman: [Cleaning the marrow and exchanging blood], [Using the sword to control the gang], and [Glazed mirror].  As long as the first step of marrow washing and blood exchange is reached, the vitality and physical fitness will be ten times that of ordinary people. The strength can carry a cauldron and the arm can lift a thousand pounds. The damage that would cause death to a mortal is not so unbearable for a swordsman.

    The sword in his hand was slashed horizontally, and the target was Chen Shaobai's right arm - he was a very vengeful person. He was so seriously injured by Chen Shaobai that even if the swordsman's recovery ability was much stronger than ordinary people, he would still need to rest for more than a month.  So he wanted to destroy Chen Shaobai first, and then slowly humiliate him to death.

    At this point, it was impossible to dodge. Chen Shaobai's eyes instantly flashed with a trace of violence, and a ruthless aura came out of his body. He actually suppressed the human instinct to avoid, and he took the initiative to lower his shoulders and move toward the opponent.  The sword blade hit hard.

    Click it!

    This is the sound of shattering shoulder blades.

    ¡°Ho ho¡­¡± Breathing heavily like a broken windmill, the middle-aged man in black laughed wildly and took three or five steps back, letting Wan Zai slide out of his body.

    The hot blood pouring out of their wounds soaked and melted the white snow under their feet, forming red puddles that exuded a fishy-sweet smell.

    As a guest minister who specializes in killing, the middle-aged man in black knows better than anyone else what kind of injuries his sword has caused to Chen Shaobai. Although this world does not have a clear and detailed division of muscles and bones, he can also determine that Chen Shaobai's right arm has been abolished.  He no longer has the ability to kill enemies with his sword.

    ??Left-handed sword?  What a joke!  Human experience is limited. Even if Chen Shaobai started practicing from his mother's womb, he would never become any stronger.

    "Hahaha! Little bastard, you are indeed very strong. When you were at the peak of the swordsman level, you were able to use Yu Gang's skills at a higher level. Even if you were placed in Zihuan City, you would be considered an above-average qualification. In this Muxi City, you are even more of a super genius. But  You are going to die here today, your banknotes and your sword are all mine!"

    The middle-aged man in black kept talking. On the one hand, it was due to his own morbid psychology, and on the other hand, he relied on the strong physique of the swordsman.  Within two or three breaths of the truce, his bloody abdomen had stopped bleeding. The longer it was delayed, the better it would be for him.

    The destructive power of a good sword covered by Jian Gang is far greater than that of Sanqian Jinggong who has not been blessed with Jian Gang. Therefore, his sword almost cut into Chen Shaobai's entire shoulder, and even the bones of the chain bone and thorax were affected by the remaining power of the sword.  Crushed, just shy of puncturing a lung.

    There is only a bit of flesh on the shoulder, how can you fight with a sword?

    Looking at Wanzai, whose body is as green as jade, the middle-aged man in black showed a trace of longing in his eyes: "Three thousand fine craftsmanship is such a waste in the hands of a little guy like you!"

    "Really?" Due to excessive blood loss, Chen Shaobai's face was a little pale. Coupled with the rapid repair of Qi therapy, the wound was sore, numb, and painful, making the muscles on his face beat unconsciously.

    After one breath.

    Chen Shaobai shrugged. Although he still felt a little sluggish, he could still kill people with a sword.

    "You, you! Are you a human or a ghost!" The middle-aged man in black suddenly took five steps back. Perhaps due to blood loss and serious abdominal injuries, his steps were a little shaky, and he suddenly stepped into the air and slipped to the ground.

    "The person who takes your life!" Chen Shaobai stepped forward, Wan Zai drew a beautiful arc, and landed heavily on the opponent's neck.

    Pfft!

    The round head was blown away by the blood pressure, and a handful of thick red silk was smeared all over the floor.

    Chewing a mignonette fruit and swallowing it, Chen Shaobai endured the stagnation in his body, carried the opponent's good sword behind his back, and searched roughly.

    "Hiss No wonder they can invite such powerful people, they are really willing to spend money!" Looking at the two dark purple thousand-tael silver notes in his hand, Chen Shaobai gasped in shock.

    ? ?Although he had managed to heal the injury before, it was like it was stuck with strong glue. Just violently slashing the enemy with the sword had torn the wound open again, so he suppressed the severe pain in his right arm.  , quickly put away the loot, and while swallowing the mignonette, he repeatedly used the air therapy technique on himself.

    The wound was sore and numb, as if thousands of ants were crawling and biting it. This experience suddenly made him understand why people in previous lives always compared "thousands of poisons eating the heart" with "Ling Chi".

    Thirteen mignonette fruits were taken into his abdomen, and he was healed repeatedly with thirteen Qi therapies. A quarter of an hour later, Chen Shaobai could finally move his shoulders and wrists flexibly without any hindrance.

    At this time, the blood puddles on the ground had been frozen into pieces of crimson crystal.

    "Fortunately, I have the habit of carrying mignonette with me, but it's really a luxury to eat thirty-nine taels of silver in one go." Although I didn't hesitate at all when I spent 600 taels of silver to buy Miao Yuqin a Paulownia ice silk harp,  But when it was his turn to spend money, Chen Shaobai felt a little bit bitter - after all, practicing swordsmanship is a very expensive thing.

    But when he thought about getting another 2,000 taels of silver notes, Chen Shaobai suddenly became enlightened. Thinking of the recent achievements, the fear he had for swordsmen for a long time because of Chen Kuangyin gradually dissipated. With the thought clear, he felt that Wanzai in his hand was more powerful.  Get handy.

    What about the swordsman?  You can still cut it down with your sword!

    The final round of the Osmanthus fencing debate is just a competition between Chen Shaobai and Li Shuqing. There may be many children of aristocratic families and contestants who love swordsmanship coming to watch, but there are only two protagonists: Li Shuqing and him.

    So when Chen Shaobai arrived at the black brick courtyard, more than thirty sword-like eyes glanced back and forth at him.

    "Xiaobai, why do you look so ugly? My mother said that you are starving when you are in this situation, so you need to eat more meat to replenish your body." The big man Dianji carried a four-foot-long giant sword on his back, walking like a dragon and a tiger.  He came to Chen Shaobai, touched his bald head, and said angrily.

    In the second final, Noriji lost to Li Shuqing. He defeated his unskilled opponent with a sword just now and confirmed his identity as the third place. If the number of silver dragon eyes this year is the same as four years ago, he can still be ranked.  One.  The reason why he hasn't left yet is to watch the final sword showdown of Osmanthus fragrans.

    noob?

    Chen Shaobai¡¯s eyes twitched. Just when he was about to answer, a fiery red sword light struck his head

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