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Volume One Chapter 41 Blood Road

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    Chapter 41 Blood Road

    Xie Wenlong slowly retreated with a complicated expression, but Jian Jun quietly stared at the murderous street in front of him for a long time without moving.

    The young man¡¯s chest was still churning with energy and blood from Jie Wenlong¡¯s palm just now.  Therefore, the sword master had to delay some time to recover from the injury.

    With his brows furrowed, Jianjun felt helpless.  Although he was fully confident that he could defeat Wenlong in a few hundred, he was not confident of a quick victory.  Instead of spending time and energy to defeat his opponent completely, the young man would rather suffer some injuries.  After all, there were so many enemies on the long street that it was not economical to waste energy before a big battle. It was better to save some energy to endure the pain for a while.

    The churning inner breath gradually calmed down. Although the meridians were still a little tingling, the sword master had slowly taken steps forward.  After the breath has calmed down, the injuries on the remaining meridians can no longer be healed in an instant. If you wait any longer, it will just be a waste of time.

    The pace gradually quickened. Seeing the well-trained generals of the Jiefu family silently arranging their formations on the long street ahead, the sword master gradually became calm.  A faint smile hung on the corner of his mouth, but a sense of excitement filled the young man's heart.

    A semi-otaku who magically came to the world a thousand years ago, an urban clerk who has lived in a backward civilization for five years, and a second-rate swordsman who has only killed twenty or thirty Jianghu people in five years, face to face.  Facing a street full of martial arts masters, the world-famous Duzunbao's killing array was not only not scary, but actually a little excited. This was impossible anyway.

    But now, the sword master, who was striding up to face the enemy with his sword, was just a little excited.  As an otaku, as a hardcore bookworm who has been influenced by online novels for several years, as a novel fan who subconsciously firmly believes that "travelers are invincible", even though I have already recognized this situation in my current life in five years of life,  It is true in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, but deep down, it always looks down upon the ancients thousands of years ago with a cold look.  It is precisely because of this that the Sword Lord will create a prosperous world, will be arrogant all the way, and will want to challenge the authority of Cihang Jingzhai, who is particularly unpleasant in the book.  At this time, the murderous long street in front of him did not feel like a sinister existence like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. Instead, it was a road of training.

    The person at the front on the long street is already within ten steps, and the pace of the male lead is still stable.

    After taking another two steps, the two swordsmen of the three swordsmen standing staggeredly tightened their weapons.

    Three more steps later, the five masters moved on their own without any wind in their clothes.

    After another two steps, the three swordsmen set up their formation, and the two swordsmen had already raised their steel swords.

    "At the moment when the five people were about to step forward to meet them, the time-travelling boy from a thousand years in the future had already pointed his sharp sword, transformed into a stream of light, and brought a strong gust of wind through the gap between the five people.

    The sudden acceleration made the five masters stunned, and the swordsman among them suddenly fell down with a bit of red in his eyebrows. At this moment, with a soft ding, the second line of seven swordsmen behind the five-person group formed.  The defense line was breached again.

    The sword master was not very happy to break through two lines of defense in a row. There were at least dozens of such combinations on a long street, and a sword light in front of him was already draped in his hand with a strong wind, the inevitable passage of the long sword in his hand.  On the way!

    The long sword shook, and the castration stopped. A burst of energy rushed straight along the long sword to the arm, but the sword master frowned.  Utilizing his inner energy to melt away the sword hand blocking the way, the sword master swung his sword again without hesitation, flashed a stream of light and charged forward.

    Although the life of a semi-otaku gave the male lead a tough nerve and paranoid belief, it did not turn the sword master into a fool.  Therefore, although the young man firmly believed that the long street in front of him was the gateway on his path to learning the sword, he still maintained his due sobriety.

    This is reality, not a game. I am trying my best, not fighting monsters and leveling up.  Therefore, the test given to them by the group of people in front of them is how to complete this road safely, not how to clear this road.

    With a clang, the steel knife fell to the ground. At the same time, as time passed, two more lines of defense were breached.

    The traces of wind, the pleasure and calmness in extreme speed.

    Ten feet in an instant, as fast as lightning, extremely fast; anyone who blocks the way will be killed without leaving a trace, with pleasure; kill the way out, never be wary, and be calm.

    In the blink of an eye, five more lines of defense were breached, and five more masters of Duzunbao, who were well versed in the art of combined attack, fell on the long street.  The simple four-foot sword in the sword master's hand completely disrupted Duzunbao's original strategy for the six-foot sword that opened and closed.

    Looking at the nine figures of the young man in broad robes lying down on the way to break through the nine lines of defense, Song Yuhua'e, who was following and watching the battle from the street house, frowned lightly. Zhenzhen, who had no sword and was light-weight, was full of surprise.  He had a look of indifference but not the slightest surprise.

      Sure enough, Sword Lord¡¯s rapid advance with point-breaking face was quickly cracked by the well-trained masters of Duzun Castle.  First, a dark fishing net came with a strong wind, forcing the male lead to stop abruptly. At this moment, two spears, an eyebrow-level stick and a long spear came from all four directions.  They attacked from a different direction, followed closely by a pair of double hooks, a steel whip and a short halberd.

    The long sword was like a stream of light shining on the fishing net. The black net, whose inner strength was defeated by the sharp sword energy, suddenly collapsed like a dead snake, but the net line drawn by the sword's edge was not damaged at all.

    Seeing that the fishing net was safe and sound, the sword master was not surprised at all. In the novel, there are many rope and net pockets that are invulnerable to swords, and there are not many more than one.  What's more, although the person has escaped from the hanging net, the five different auras have already locked him firmly!

    The eyebrow-raising stick is as powerful as crossing the sea, the long sword is filled with murderous intent, the double hooks are locked on the left and right, the steel whip sweeps away thousands of troops, and the short halberd and the poisonous dragon go out to sea.

    ¡°In addition to internal strength, which is the basis of martial arts, Jin Yong¡¯s books focus on moves, and Gu Long¡¯s books focus on ideas, then Huang Yi¡¯s books focus on momentum.

    Feeling the momentum locking around him, the sword master couldn't help but frown.  After all, he is an outsider who has only lived here for five years. Although he has a decent past cultivation and a fair bit of experience in the world, he is still a little uncomfortable with this kind of aura that seems to be far away after being locked in.  A near sense of dislocation.

    "Alas!" The Heretic Sword was indeed very fast, and the attacks from five directions ended in vain, but the sword master couldn't help but sigh in his heart.  At a glance, these five people can tell that they are well versed in the art of combined attack, but they do not have a perfect tacit understanding.  During the attack just now, Sword Master saw two flaws that allowed him to break out.  Unfortunately, with more ambition than strength, the Sword Lord was still surrounded by the five people, and the Heretic Sword Phantom came out with streams of light to deal with them quickly.

    "After all, I still have little experience. This Wind Trace's movements are fast and fast, but after all, they are not flexible enough for changes." Not wanting to delay, the male lead, who had been pressing his left hand on the hilt of Aoxiao Hongchen's sword at his waist, finally  Moved.  The big sword roared and swept away a gauntlet, swinging away the iron whip, but the male lead secretly remembered the predicament just now.

    The joint efforts of the five people finally revealed a gap that was enough for the Sword Lord to continue moving forward, but the moment the Sword Lord rushed forward, the fishing net that was difficult for the sword to reach was opened again!

    "Trouble!" He cursed secretly, and stabbed the heretic sword in his right hand, forcing the stick hand to jump back two steps, and then stabbed towards the fishing net blocking the front like a wall.

    Seeing the sword master stabbing at him, the "fisherman" wielding the net laughed. With a shake of his hand, the entire fishing net spun rapidly.

    The loud laughter stopped suddenly.  The long sword that he thought was about to repeat his old trick flew out of the male lead's hand. The narrow blade and the equally simple hilt passed through the small mesh without any hindrance and nailed the "fisherman"  Above the throat.

    The Heretic Sword flew away from his hand, and the male lead quickly changed the Aoxiao Hongchen Sword held in his left hand to his right hand, and cut the Chang Ge in two with one swing, breaking open the chest and abdomen of the Ge Shou, and then  Then with a hissing sound, he left a piece of his sleeve and a blood arrow and rushed out.

    He held the hilt of the heretic sword with his free left hand and kicked the "fisherman" away. The male lead didn't care about the wound on his exposed left arm and was about to follow the "fisherman" like a shadow.  When the corpse rushed in, a chill swept over my face!

    In the flash of cold light, a big man with a horse face had already cut the "fisherman" in two with a simple sword. His power was not reduced, and he slashed at the sword master who was just about to move like his fangs!

    "How cruel!" He never expected that the other party would treat his dead comrade so cruelly. The male lead had no time to change his direction. In a hurry, he tried to twist his body while swinging his sword upwards, but in the end he was a step too slow.  A foot-long gash appeared on the left rib!

    An exclamation came from far away, it was Zhenzhen¡¯s voice.  And with this exclamation, the sword master, whose eyes were red from the severe pain, ignored the enemies attacking from both sides. He used his right sword to block the sword of the horse-faced man opposite him, and his left hand used a heretical sword to kill the owl!
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