Chapter 67: The Swordsman Doesn't Shine Out of the Sword

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Bai Yunhuan stood in front of Leng Zhu's ten steps.

Leng Zhu put his hands in his sleeves and looked at Bai Yunhuan with interest.

Neither of them seemed to be able to hear the loud crowd.

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A few breaths.

Leng Zhu's voice sounded, like a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, immature and innocent, and said:

"Do you know why you came to me?"

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Bai Yunhuan nodded.

"Yes. ”

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The little boy seemed to find it interesting, raised his beautiful eyebrows, and asked:

"Then you dare to come?"

"It seems that you are not afraid of me. ”

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Bai Yunhuan shook his head and said:

"I'm afraid. ”

"That's why I'm here. ”

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Leng Zhu seemed to be a little incomprehensible, wrinkled his nose, and asked again:

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

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Bai Yun laughed.

answered Leng Zhu's words word by word, although the answer was not what he asked, but the words were clear.

Road:

"Hello, my name is Bai Yunhuan. ”

"I like to use a sword. ”

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There is no more to say.

There was silence in the field.

One breath, two breaths.

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The pupils of the little boy Leng Zhu contracted suddenly!

Bai Yunhuan moved first.

Bending over and raising their legs, everyone saw Bai Yunhuan's front feet landing, and after a breath, Bai Yunhuan had already appeared in front of Leng Zhu.

The body is as fast as the wind.

Leng Zhu, who wanted to attack, was stunned by Bai Yunhuan's speed, and before Leng Zhu could react, Bai Yunhuan was already close.

Bai Yunhuan turned sideways, raised his left foot, and his right foot took root and swirled, driving his entire left leg to sweep towards Leng Zhu like a steel whip.

The leg technique is as fierce as thunder.

This leg hit Leng Zhu with a domineering and incomparable strong wind very quickly, even those who were watching could see that if this hit was successful, I was afraid that Leng Zhu would also suffer a big loss.

Sure enough.

Leng Zhu, the little boy who was close to Bai Yunhuan for a moment, was surprised and undecided, and Bai Yunhuan's leg technique was too fast.

When he saw Bai Yunhuan come out of his legs, Leng Zhu had no time to dodge.

In a hurry, Leng Zhu had to quickly raise his right arm to block Bai Yunhuan's domineering blow.

Just a blink of an eye.

Bai Yunhuan's flying left leg hit Leng Zhu's right arm fiercely.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound came out, and Bai Yunhuan took Leng Zhulian with his right arm to defend and flew out.

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More than half a month ago, Zhang Jiashao advocated Kubao, and he was kicked away by Bai Yunhuan in this way. It's just that that time, Zhang Kubao was directly smashed by Bai Yunhuan and broke his arm, and this time, Leng Zhu was unscathed.

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The cold bamboo that was smashed out flew into the air, and his limbs shook suddenly, and the air seemed to shake as well. After the shock, Leng Zhu's body, which was originally flying at a high speed, suddenly slowed down.

At the same time, Leng Zhu lifted it in one breath, turned lightly in the air, and forcibly stabilized his figure.

The strength of that leg was exhausted, and when Leng Zhu touched the ground, he was already only slightly bent with his legs bent and his toes lightly touching the ground.

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Bai Yunhuan's blow still couldn't hurt Leng Zhu in the slightest.

The spectators who were originally shocked by Bai Yunhuan's hand were all as dead when they saw that Leng Zhu was not damaged at all.

There was a lot of cursing in private.

"Dog's life! Half-step creation beats that kid's mortal body. ”

"Even if the cold devil stands and lets that kid fight, that kid may not be able to hurt him!"

"This shitty man is really shameless!"

Everyone dared to say this, but no one dared to say it out loud.

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In the field, Leng Zhu seemed to be more calm after picking up Bai Yunhuan's leg. He looked at Bai Yunhuan, who had a calm face, pointed to Bai Yunhuan's left leg, and said with a smile:

"Little brother, you're quite capable of pretending. ”

"If your left leg is broken, don't brace it. ”

"You are a mere mortal, you don't have the qi to control the body, so you kicked me in the arm with all your might..."

"Presumably, your left leg is afraid..."

What the little boy originally wanted to say was that you probably won't be able to use your left leg anymore.

It's just that I'm afraid that the words will be finished, and the sentence will not be finished.

Bai Yunhuan is already close again!

It's even faster!

Faster?

It's not Bai Yunhuan who has preserved his strength. Bai Yunhuan is not a fool, he still thinks about preserving his strength when he fights a dignified person with a half-step cultivation, which is a long life, so when Bai Yunhuan made his first move, he used all his strength.

It's just that Bai Yunhuan has a habit.

If you don't succeed in your own shot, the next time you make a move, it will definitely be better than the last time.

When he was a child, Bai Yunhuan's grandfather once said to Bai Yunhuan:

"One punch is better than one punch, between a hundred deaths and a hundred lives, everything can be broken. ”

Bai Yunhuan doesn't just demand himself like this in boxing, whether it is speed, strength, or change of moves, as long as it doesn't work, Bai Yunhuan will definitely force himself to win over himself last time.

No matter how heavy the cost is, it will not hesitate to do so.

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So this time Bai Yunhuan is faster!

It was so fast that almost no one could see how Bai Yunhuan got up, but suddenly he saw Bai Yunhuan appear again in front of Leng Zhu!

Everyone didn't have time to exclaim, but Bai Yunhuan had already volleyed into the air, this time Bai Yunhuan didn't choose to punch, and when his knee was four inches above Leng Zhu's forehead, Bai Yunhuan's right leg rose quickly!

Thorn in the knee!

In an instant, Bai Yunhuan's right knee had slashed at Leng Zhu's head like a heavy axe.

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A mortal is a man, and a monk is a man.

If you are human, you have weaknesses.

No one can be unscathed when they are hit head-on by Yin Tang, not even Leng Zhu!

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Leng Zhu, who was hit head-on by Bai Yunhuan's domineering killing method that was as heavy as a thousand jun, only felt a roar in his head, and even the scene in front of him was shaky.

In the disordered pace, everyone saw Bai Yunhuan step out again, and he actually had to take advantage of the victory to pursue!

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Bai Yunhuan used his palm as a knife, and his body had already jumped behind Leng Zhu in two flashes, raised his hand knife, and swept it at the back of Leng Zhu's head!

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In the hysterical and almost crazy roars of the audience, Leng Zhu fell in front of Bai Yunhuan.

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Dongfang Fang Lan, who was standing on the top floor, looked at Bai Yunhuan's limping figure in the field, and then looked at Leng Zhu, who fell to the ground, and sighed.

"Ugh..."

"What a silly boy. ”

"Aside from cultivating as a single body method, Leng Zhu is not as good as you. ”

"Taking advantage of the cold bamboo to surprise the enemy is a clever move in a desperate situation. ”

"It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

"If you choose to be a killer after this move, maybe you can still live, but you stupid boy..."

"Where is there anyone who is kind in such a place?"

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Dongfang Lan's voice fell.

On the twenty-four zhang platform, the situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse.

There was silence in the field.

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Leng Zhu, who was originally cut unconscious by Bai Yunhuan with a hand knife, had slowly stood up at some point.

"Hey, Bai Yunhuan. ”

"Where are you going?"

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Before Bai Yunhuan could turn around, he heard this cold voice like a ghost asking for his life, and the whole person was hit in the back of the heart with a punch, and suddenly flew straight out!

The whole person spun in the air like a windmill, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

Bai Yunhuan, who was smashed and flew out for nearly twenty steps, fell to the ground like a corpse.

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The little boy with a little messy hair smiled stupidly, laughing while walking towards Bai Yunhuan step by step.

Five steps out, the little boy's hands shook, and two silver and frosty Ming Feng daggers were already held in his hands.

Leng Zhu still smiled, and in the midst of his laughter, he said:

"Little brother, since you like to sympathize with me so much. ”

"Then I'll cut off your flesh one by one, so that I can sympathize with you, okay?"

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Dongfang Lan of the tallest building shook his head and sighed softly:

"Silly boy. ”

"Leng Zhu's least favorite thing in this life is that others sympathize with him, why do you want to die like this?"

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In the field, Leng Zhu, who was walking towards Bai Yunhuan step by step, suddenly held the knife in his backhand, and the blade cut two white lights in the air, and Leng Zhu's feet suddenly accelerated towards Bai Yunhuan and galloped away.

Ten steps, six steps, three steps.

A very fast knife was handed out, pointing directly at Bai Yunhuan's throat!

But at this moment, Bai Yunhuan suddenly turned over and dodged the fatal knife.

But it took a knife to go, and a knife to rise.

Bai Yunhuan took a strong breath, regardless of the injury in the back of the heart that was hit by Leng Zhu's punch before, he supported his hands and suddenly got up from the ground.

Looking at Leng Zhu's oncoming double blades, Bai Yunhuan instinctively wanted to pull away.

But the bones of his left leg were shattered, and his right knee was seriously injured, how could he still dodge Leng Zhu's lightning-like double blades?

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A moment later, Bai Yunhuan's left chest and right shoulder respectively had two more blood grooves of more than four inches, and blood gushed out, quickly staining the clothes on Bai Yunhuan's chest.

Leng Zhu looked at Bai Yunhuan's light blue and calm eyes, laughed wildly, and suddenly approached, and in an instant, fourteen swords were slashed.

After another moment, Bai Yunhuan's face, arms, and legs were all stab wounds.

Shallow knife wounds bleed, deep knife wounds, and white bones could be seen.

Every moment in the next moment, all everyone saw was Leng Zhu as if he was playing, punching and stabbing the white-haired boy in that scene.

Anyone present, ask yourself.

None of them can be like a white-haired boy, from beginning to end, not even a single word.

And the white-haired boy, from beginning to end, has never drawn his sword or drawn his sword.

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In the field.

Looking at the bloody man with almost only two pairs of eyes still light blue, Leng Zhujian smiled:

"Heh, little brother. ”

"You're now... Do you still sympathize with me?"

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In the field, there was a deathly silence.

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Leng Zhu looked at the white-haired young man's light blue eyes, which had never changed from beginning to end, and only heard the white-haired young man say softly:

"If my sister sees you. ”

"Definitely going to like you. ”

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One side of the building.

No one heard what the white-haired boy said, only saw the white-haired boy open his mouth and say something.

Then Leng Zhu turned around and left.

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In the rain, Dongfang Fang Lan held up a paper umbrella for Leng Zhu and walked silently behind the little boy.

When passing a puddle, the wind blew the rain into the umbrella.

Under the breeze and drizzle, Dongfang Lan slowly spoke:

"I don't want to know why you didn't kill that stupid boy. ”

"What I want to know is that you asked that silly boy a word before you finally left. ”

"Can you tell me, what did you ask? What did he answer?"

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Leng Zhu lowered his head and said softly:

I asked him why he didn't come out with a sword. ”

"He said..."

"He doesn't know how to use a sword. ”

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