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Volume 2 Chapter 60 Double Explosion

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    Chapter 60

    A hundred miles east of Zihuan City, the leader of an unknown village.

    At midnight, the first ray of the sun breaks through the dawn, and thousands of households crow loudly.

    The morning dew has not been evaporated by the sun, and the moist air refreshed Chen Shaobai, who had been on the road for three days.

    After taking out a map and a wanted order from his pocket, and confirming that he had not gone the wrong way, Chen Shaobai relaxed a little, took out two hundred-refined swords from behind, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to meditate.

    It was pure cultivation, not meditation practice. He traveled for three days and three nights in a row and only slept for two hours. Even if his body could bear it, he did not dare to move his energy and blood at will, lest he lose his spirit and his blood would rush everywhere.  Cause irreversible damage to internal organs.

    "Besides, considering the person behind him who is watching eagerly, he can't practice either.

    Half an hour later.

    Chen Shaobai's ears twitched slightly, and a cold smile appeared on his face. He stood up suddenly, fixed the two hundred-refined swords firmly behind his back, and pulled out the green sword Wan Zai.

    "I originally thought you would wait until the bandit leader and I were both injured before taking action, but I didn't expect you would lose your patience so quickly."

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    "Xu Yiwu is just a figure who has practiced swordsmanship for several years. Any swordsman can take care of him. If he hadn't killed too many people and had an evil aura about him, what qualifications would he have to be on the academy's training task list? You pick him up  I¡¯m afraid the mission is to lure me out! Rather than letting you get the benefits and then kill you, it¡¯s better to kill you in advance.¡±

    Hearing the other party's analysis and explanation, Chen Shaobai sneered: "Not having enough patience means not having enough patience. Where do you come from so many words of masturbation? Telling lies a thousand times will not change the fact that you are not harmonious in body and mind."

    Although this Wei Yong is said to be the strongest among the new students and possesses the strength of the first-level swordsman who is harmonious in body and mind, others cannot see it, but Chen Shaobai, who has been exposed to this level and has been observing him for three months, can see that¡ª¡ª  His realm is not stable.

    ¡°If it¡¯s not that the demonic disease in my heart has not been overcome, it¡¯s that the breakthrough was a coincidence.

    Sure enough, as soon as Chen Shaobai said this, Wei Yong's expression immediately changed, as if he had been stabbed in a sore spot: "So what! I can still kill you with the sword!"

    He relied on a mysterious treasure called "Soul-Condensing Pill" to break through and become a swordsman. He was unable to overcome the mental barrier, so his realm was much worse than that of swordsmen who cultivated normally.  But even so, his strength is still much stronger than the peak swordsman of Liuli Mingjing.

    "It's useless to talk more, just suffer death!"

    Wei Yong shook his long sword, stepped on the Seven Stars, and instantly crossed the distance between the two people. The dark ink wounds in his hands drew an arc in the air, seeming to attract all the early morning sunlight. The strong wind was real and concise.  , the lethality is doubled.

    Facing this sword, Chen Shaobai subconsciously used the Sky Net that he had practiced for three months. The green thread that had been shuttled back and forth for thousands of years in his hand condensed into a large net like vine branches in the air, instantly trapping the opponent's sword.

    In just one breath of fighting the sword, the strong wind surged and raged, tearing apart the grass, trees and shrubs within three feet of the two people, and even there were many shallow ravines on the ground.

    Chen Shaobai suddenly felt that something was wrong in his hands, so he focused a little more energy to look at it, and his heart suddenly sank.

    The Wanzai in his hand already had six or seven scars as deep as half a finger on the sword. If he continued to fight, even if his swordsmanship could compete with his opponent, Wanzai would not be able to sustain it.

    So he simply threw Wanzai forward to gain a chance to breathe. His steps staggered but did not mess up at all. Two hundred-refined swords immediately appeared in his hands.

    This movement was as smooth as flowing water, without any stagnation, as if it had been practiced a hundred times.

    Wei Yong obviously saw the truth behind it. He knocked away the thrown Wan Zai with one sword and snorted coldly from his nose: "A swordsman is always a swordsman and cannot be the opponent of a swordsman!"

    He stepped forward in the shape of a dragon, swung the Mo Shang in his hand and woven a hook into a net, dividing the area two feet in front into a death zone - it was also the Skynet!

    Although his attainments in this swordsmanship are not as profound as those of Chen Shaobai, but with the blessing of the strength of the first-level swordsman, he seems to have a stronger momentum.

    Although the sword has not touched his body, the surging wind has even chopped Chen Shaobai's flowing black hair into pieces, and traces of blood spilled from his face.  He has no doubt that as long as the black sword with the true power slides gently, his body will be divided immediately.At the end of the day, even if you have Qi therapy, you will be unable to save your life.

    At this critical moment of life and death, Chen Shaobai's mind was not as concentrated as before. Instead, it was divided into two completely different parts. He controlled the two long swords in his left and right hands respectively and stabbed towards the opponent's sword net.

    "This kid is so scared!" Wei Yong was keenly aware that the places where Chen Shaobai's sword struck were the strongest points of his sword, and he couldn't help but reveal a hint of joy on his face.

    But his joy did not last long, and he was shocked by the sudden explosion.

    Boom!  boom!

    The time difference between the two explosions, one in succession and the other in succession, was extremely short. People who were not extremely perceptive would probably think that they were the same sound.

    Facing Wei Yong's Skynet, Chen Shaobai was distracted, but his left-hand sword triggered the Explosive Sword Gang in advance, reducing the opponent's sword power by half. The other point that was originally the strongest immediately became the weakest point, so he  The long sword in his right hand also exploded.

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    The iron pieces rotated at high speed, and the friction with the air gave off a strong smell of rust. They penetrated deeply into Wei Yong's body, constantly making the sound of the small water bag bursting.  Blood flowed out from dozens of wounds all over the opponent's body day after day, reminding Chen Shaobai of the time when he was a child practicing archery and shooting long arrows on sandbags.

    The smell of blood and iron mixed together was not very pleasant, so Chen Shaobai did not pay too much attention to Wei Yong's rotten meat-like body, and found two dark purple large-denomination Wanjilou banknotes and a  The thick black book picked up the ink marks from the ground.

    After packing up his luggage, he walked towards the nearby village without even looking at the other party's body.

    He has been hunting in the mountains for many years and knows that such a strong smell of blood will attract bloodthirsty wolves, tigers and leopards within half an hour. These ferocious beasts in the mountains are the best corpse collectors, and there is no need for him to destroy the corpses.  Destroy traces.

    The Mo Shang is three and a half feet long and weighs about fifteen kilograms. It is impossible for anyone below a swordsman to control it. The blade of the sword has been specially frosted. The dark rough surface seems to be able to cover up all light. Its material is also very special, and it seems that it can  Absorbing the smell, Chen Shaobai keenly noticed that the bloody smell lingering around him gradually gathered on the Mo Shang sword body and then dissipated.

    This is an assassination sword. When it fell into Wei Yong's hand, it was buried.

    Feeling the coolness from the ink wound, Chen Shaobai stroked its sword body and said with a smile: "Welcome to join."

    "The nearest village is Luofeng Village. Then, let's spend one day in Luofeng Village. It's too nerve-wracking to have to fight with this Wei Yong and drive for three days in a row."

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