Text Text_Chapter 136 Forced to Strike

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Forced to shoot

Xiang Nan carefully studied the dossier and immediately felt strange, because the town where the incident occurred was arranged in a disorderly manner, which meant that every time the demon beast stole someone, it would change places next time.

This kind of situation is like a demon beast deliberately trying to avoid the pursuit of human warriors, and it doesn't seem like the wisdom that a demon beast has.

After each town was attacked, the number of people stolen was marked in the rear, and only a dozen people were stolen from the first town.

But when it came to the last town, Xiang Nan gasped.

"None!"

The last town is called Linhai Town, and the humans in the whole town have been captured cleanly!

This is a bit too bizarre.

When Xiang Nan was thinking, there were bursts of cheers and cheers in his ears from time to time, and they were getting hotter and hotter.

"Okay! Qingyun Sect really lives up to its reputation! This (set of tào) Xiushui Sword is really good. Pang Hai was very happy.

There is a big difference between military martial arts and sect martial arts, and military combat emphasizes group battles, so military martial arts usually require the cooperation of multiple people in order to exert more powerful power, rather than being like sect martial arts, where a single person has extremely high combat effectiveness.

"Lord Governor, the true strength of my (set of tào) Xiushui Sword can't be seen by personal practice alone, so why don't you find someone to practice with me. Chen Haitao said in high spirits.

(身shēn) after the brothers applauded and cheered.

After receiving the approval of the state lord, Chen Haitao pointed at Xiang Nan and said, "You, come out!"

The scene was already noisy, and Xiang Nan was concentrating on studying the file, so he didn't notice Chen Haitao's words.

Chen Haitao sword Xiang Nan was indifferent, and shouted very unceremoniously, but Xiang Nan still looked down at the file and did not move.

Chen Haitao felt that he had lost face in front of everyone, and he was suddenly a little annoyed, he grabbed a wine glass in his hand, and actually threw it towards Xiang Nan, and he poured it into it!

The wine glass roared away, probably enough to smash an innate ninefold martial artist.

Xiang Nan heard the wind, subconsciously raised his hand, accurately grasped the wine glass in his hand, raised his head and said, "What are you doing?"

He grabbed it first, then raised his head, this hand was very beautiful, and he also won a lot of applause.

"What are you doing?" Chen Haitao shouted: "Are you deaf? Come out, accompany me to perform Xiushui swordsmanship, and be my sparring partner! Hurry up!"

Xiang Nan frowned: "You perform yours, what do you want me to do, not to mention that you still have so many senior brothers." ”

"Nonsense!" Chen Haitao glared and said: "Performing Xiushui Sword, can't you find someone who doesn't know Xiushui Sword to spar! Don't talk nonsense, if I let you come out, you will come out!"

Xiang Nandao: "I'm not interested. ”

With that, continue to look down at the scroll.

"Don't be ashamed!" Chen Haitao raised his hand with a sword, and the person followed the sword, and the sword (body shēn) flashed under the moon, straight (forced bī) bī) Xiang Nan's throat away.

said that it was a drill, but it turned out that this sword actually took Xiang Nan's vital parts!

Xiang Nan frowned, and Shen (身shēn) dodged a sword, letting the sharp blade pass through his ear, and said, "You and I have no grievances and no hatred, why bother to do this." ”

If you want to be in the limelight, go out of your own, why does Lao Tzu hinder you?

Chen Haitao missed a sword, turned (body shēn) another sword, and stabbed Xiang Nan's sun (acupuncture xué): "At such an old age, I have returned to the Yuan Yizhong, I am a second-class sect disciple looking for you to spar, you should feel honored!"

Xiang Nan still chose to retreat and didn't fight back, as soon as he came on a mission, and so many ordinary people were taken away by demon beasts, Xiang Nan really began to worry.

Second, the Qingyun Sect is also here to do the task, if he injures the people of the Qingyun Sect, it may not be easy to go back.

But Chen Haitao became angrier and angrier the more he fought, and he couldn't hit Xiang Nan three or four times, so his methods became more and more ruthless.

"Hey, when I practiced just now, I was very powerful, why couldn't I hit anyone for so long, and it seems that Xiushui Sword is not very good?"

When Chen Haitao heard these words, he became even more angry, and yelled at Xiang Nan: "It's shameless!"

After that, he immediately changed his swordsmanship, discarding the relatively rudimentary Xiushui Sword and using the Qingyun Sect's tracking sword instead.

The speed of the sword was extremely fast, and when everyone saw the moonlight of the sword (body shēn) returning, the long sword had already pierced out.

"Hey, that kid!" Qingyun Sect walked out of a female disciple and shouted to Xiang Nan: "Twist and pinch is not a man! Let you spar, you will spar, at most you will be crippled by Senior Brother Haitao, and our Qingyun Sect can't afford to compensate you!"

"At most, you will be crippled?" Xiang Nan jumped back, stood on the courtyard wall, and said angrily: "I recruited you to provoke you?"

"You and I don't know each other, so if you are good, do you have to make a feud to be happy?"

Xiang Nan has a reason to do it, there is no need to do it without saying a word, and everyone will be unhappy if he hurts someone.

Pang Hai's son Pang Meng, who was also a young and ignorant little broken child, clapped his hands at this time and shouted: "It's not powerful, it's not powerful, Qingyun Sect is not powerful at all, I don't want to join Qingyun Sect!"

Hearing this, Chen Haitao was even more furious, he pointed at Xiang Nan and shouted: "You dare to ruin the reputation of my Qingyun Sect!"

After all, he slashed seven swords at Xiang Nanlian! These seven swords actually used their vitality!

Tracking the sword, the sword speed is extremely fast, and the sword rays are even faster! Seven sword rays more than two meters long flickered like light and shadow.

Xiang Nan just went to see Pang Meng, who was clapping his hands, and was attacked by Chen Haitao without paying attention, and hurriedly flashed (body shēn), but a strand of black hair was shaved off by a sword.

Xiang Nan turned his head to look at Chen Haitao angrily: "You want to kill me?"

"It's light to kill you!" Chen Haitao jumped up, also stood on the courtyard wall, and pointed a sword at Xiang Nan's heart.

Xiang Nanshan dodged, inserted the file into his arms, and said, "Okay, if you want to fight, I'll fight with you!"

When Chen Haitao stabbed another sword, Xiang Nan's body shook, and the index finger of the middle finger of his left hand suddenly poked out, and he grabbed the long sword at once.

Before Chen Haitao could react, he found that Xiang Nan had already arrived in front of him.

"You ......" Chen Haitao was shocked.

Xiang Nan bowed forward with his left leg, and a palm was imprinted on Chen Haitao's (chest xiōng) mouth, and this palm also used his vitality, and he simply blasted Chen Haitao's (chest xiōng) mouth to a palm print half an inch deep.

In an instant, the six ribs were broken together, and Chen Haitao spurted blood and flew out.

Xiang Nan stood on the courtyard wall and said in a deep voice: "If you are full, you have nothing to do." ”

"You dare to hurt my senior brother, at such an old age, you can be so heavy on your juniors!" the female disciple of the Qingyun Sect shouted, and more than thirty people drew their long swords in unison, each glaring angrily at Xiang Nan.

Xiang Nandu laughed angrily: "Is it because I have a problem with my brain, or do you have a problem with my brain?"

What kind of elder is twenty-six or seventeen years old? If you really think that I am an elder, why would you be so rude to my elders?

Xiang Nanbu (forbidden jìn) sighed that the martial arts world is really bizarre, and anything unthinkable (情qíng) will happen.

I had no intention of provoking, but I caused a (身shēn) misfortune.