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I hate it!

Feeling the long sword of the cold Sen, piercing into his throat, cutting his throat, feeling the breath of life in his body, passing quickly, his bearded eyes, staring at Xiao Yi, in his heart, let out a last roar of grief and indignation.

Whew......

Seeing that his eyes were round and wide, as if he wanted to eat his beard finally froze, Xiao Yi's standing figure finally fell softly.

The whole person began to gasp for breath non-stop.

Finally down!

Xiao Yi glanced at the ceiling above his head, his eyes finally closed slowly, his expression was full of indescribable exhaustion, and his hands that were still bleeding kept shaking slightly.

He couldn't move anymore.

There was no longer any strength left in his body.

In the battle just now, almost all of his strength had been exhausted, and even the strength in every cell in his body had been exhausted.

Never since he had entered the High Ranks, he had never experienced such a bitter battle.

This battle was even more tragic than he had expected.

The willpower and madness of the beard, as well as the fierceness and domineering of his sword qi, were beyond his imagination.

If it weren't for the breath in his heart, the strong belief in survival and victory, supporting him to the death, making him grit his teeth and persevering, this battle would be really unpredictable.

After lying on the ground weakly for more than an hour, Xiao Yi's expression gradually regained a trace of redness, and the extreme exhaustion in the corners of his eyes gradually decreased.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yi slowly got up, looked at the incomparably messy room, and a helpless wry smile appeared on his face.

Chen Jianguo's house has been lived in for him since he moved in. It's really a lot of disasters.

If you count the past two years, I don't know how many times it has been so bad that it has been destroyed.

This time, compared to the previous few times, the destruction was even more severe, although most of the fierce sword qi emitted by the beard went straight to Xiao Yi's body, the main purpose was to kill Xiao Yi, not to destroy, but only from the three condensation period killers, all of them were innocently killed by that fierce sword qi. You can also see how powerful the sword qi is.

The walls of the entire room are now barely intact. The walls are all covered with shocking scars. The cement bricks that exposed the innermost part of the wall, and even some of the cement bricks were hit by the sword qi one after another terrifying cracks.

As for the rooms, the furniture that is absolutely worth a lot, such as the bed. Not to mention the cabinets, tables and chairs, etc., which have long been completely scattered into pieces, and have fallen to the ground in a mess.

It seems that this time I will definitely have to change the room, this room, I'm afraid it will have to be overhauled before it can be moved in again.

Xiao Yi shook his head helplessly. There was a hint of reluctance in his eyes, there are many rooms in the villa, but this room is his favorite, since he moved in. He lived here, and the thought of replacing it was somewhat reluctant.

However, Xiao Yi is not the kind of person who is sad and sad, this reluctance is only a temporary feeling, for him, living in that room, in fact, it doesn't matter much, let alone such a good villa, even if it is a simple spear house, he can also live in peace, the place where he and the old man used to live is not a comfortable place.

Shaking his head, Xiao Yi didn't pay attention to the wolves on the ground, and turned his head and walked to the place where his table was originally placed in front of him, at this moment the table had fallen apart, and the things placed in the table were also scattered on the ground in a mess.

In fact, there are not many things on the table, Xiao Yi doesn't have many things, when he first checked in, he just carried a package, for such a long time, he didn't add many things, even clothes, he didn't add a few, if it weren't for Chen Jianguo and they would occasionally add two to him, he might still be the same clothes when he first came.

What Xiao Yi put on the table were basically bottles and cans, containing some ointments he had made himself, as well as some miscellaneous small objects, mostly those he knew, such as Chen Jianguo's daughter Chen Xue or something, who gave him some small gifts, which he put there casually.

Coming to the pile of debris, Xiao Yi's eyes fell on a small bottle that was intact, and he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The strong enemy has been executed, and the most important thing now is naturally to deal with his own wounds.

Xiao Yi's current strength has entered the high-level of condensation, and the strength of his body, as well as his ability to restore it, are far stronger than before, but the high-level masters are also people, not immortals, they do not have the legendary automatic healing ability, nor do they blow their breaths, and the wounds on their bodies restore their immortal mana.

How to treat the wound, how to deal with it, how to treat it, how to use medicine.

Fortunately, this thing is still there, otherwise I would have to go to Sima Junxiong again to get them, and I would have to trouble it.

I was secretly glad in my heart.

Xiao Yi picked up the bottle.

This is a bottle of Xiao Yi's ointment for wound healing, it is the most primitive and best kind, not the kind sold on the market, Xiao Yi thought about it just in case, and left a small stick, which has been useless, and put it here, and today it can finally come in handy.

I first found a piece of cloth scattered on the ground, and wiped the hands that were originally white and slender, and looked more beautiful than a girl's hands, but at this moment they were covered with a layer of crimson blood, which looked terrible.

As Xiao Yi's hands gradually strengthened, on Xiao Yi's hands, the layer of crimson blood immediately gradually seemed to be peeled off, but the terrible blood stains were peeled off, and what was revealed was not the pair of slender white hands, but a pair of palms covered with thin blood stains.

Just now, he has been clasping his hands together, clamping the long sword of the beard, controlling him, not letting his sword, and completely exerting it, forcing the beard to compete with him for internal strength, it can be said that his hands are the first battlefield of the battle between him and the beard, and they are the vanguard of the battle.

Each sword qi would emanate from the long sword and attack his palms......

At the beginning, Xiao Yi was still able to barely resist, but when he got to the back, he couldn't resist it at all, even if he had been gritting his teeth just now, standing there and not letting go, but it was just that he was holding on with a hard perseverance, he knew that only by clamping the opponent's sword, he would have a chance to win, if he let the bearded man pull out the long sword and give full play to the power of the long sword, he would definitely not have any chance to win......

With the help of foreign objects, although it is not the royal road, most of them are not good, real masters, mostly empty-handed combat, but there are some exceptions to the world, some people, find the weapon of the hand, and immerse themselves in it for a long time, when the weapon is in hand, the strength will really rise......

And this beard, when Xiao Yi took out his first sword, he knew that he belonged to the same minority as the old man with the sword at the beginning...... That's why he put his hands together at the first start and firmly controlled the long sword......

But he resisted it, and his hands were also scarred by the fierce sword qi one after another......

After the battle just now, he didn't have any extra energy to pay attention to these wounds, but with one breath, he sealed a few acupuncture points, sealed those blood vessels, and didn't let the blood continue to drain, so he fell to the ground......

The rag gradually peeled off little by little, Xiao Yi's movements gradually slowed down, his brows gradually tightened, the beads of sweat on his forehead began to drip again, and the muscles on his face began to twist again......

Ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the palm is the most painful, and at this moment, there is more than a scar in his palm? Almost the entire palm, there is no whole piece of meat left!

This kind of pain, just now, his mind was all on dealing with a strong enemy, and he didn't realize it, or in other words, he didn't have time to pay attention to it, and even, he used this pain to help him refresh his mind and increase his willpower......

But at this moment, the strong enemy has been ambushed, his mind has been completely relaxed, and he once again truly understands the pain from the wound, even if his will is as strong as Xiao Yi, he feels a little unbearable......

However, Xiao Yi still clenched his teeth, and little by little, he continued to wipe the cloth, only by wiping these stains clean, and then applying this ointment, the wound could be recovered......

Finally, he 'cleaned' the wound with a cloth with both hands, Xiao Yi's face had become pale and bloodless again, and the whole person was soaked again, as if he had collapsed and fell to the ground, confronting the incomparable pain, as if he had fought a master again.

With a long sigh of relief, Xiao Yi carefully opened the cap of the bottle, poured out the ointment, and smeared it on the shocking wounds bit by bit.

After thoroughly treating the wound, he found the white cloth, bandaged his hands, and felt the cool feeling coming from the wound, Xiao Yicai breathed a sigh of relief.

After taking care of the wound and taking a breath, Xiao Yi was about to take out his mobile phone to make a call, but when he stretched out his hand, he found that the mobile phone had already been divided into several pieces by the fierce sword qi and scattered there......

If the mobile phone is gone, then the only way to communicate is to use a landline.

Chen Jianguo's villa naturally will not lack fixed lines, even if no one lived here before, there is a fixed line here, and it has never stopped.

It's just that Xiao Yi rarely used fixed-line communication in the past, and he didn't tell others about the villa's fixed-line number.

Shaking his head, Xiao Yi reluctantly picked up an intact piece of clothing from the ground, draped it on his body, and walked out...... (To be continued)