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Chapter 47 The Hundred Soldiers School
fantasy world.

Broken Blade Plains.

The wind and sand are wild, hitting the body.

Brings a tingling sensation.

And in the wind and sand, there are two figures moving forward.

"Teacher, how long do we have to go?"

A young man who looked to be in his 20s asked with a pale face.

The figure of the old man, who was old but straight like a green pine, with his muscular body, snorted coldly.

"Our School of Hundred Soldiers cuts off limbs and fades away.

I can't bear even this little pain.

How do you climb the path of the warrior? ! "

"The wind and sand in the Hundred Soldiers' Tomb contains the death of hundreds of soldiers and the evil spirit of iron and blood. It is very beneficial to the exercise of one's spirituality and soul. Please bear with it."

"This time, I came here to find the Hundred Soldiers Broken Blade for you. I didn't even scream, so you just screamed there?"

The young man was reprimanded by the old man, only to feel his head buzzing, and Nuonuo admitted his mistake.

The old man snorted, "Hurry up, if you want to get started with the method of attacking soldiers, you need to absorb the evil spirit of hundreds of soldiers.

This thing is only available on some ancient weapons that have been passed down for a long time and have been battle-tested.

But this kind of thing is not something that can be bought with money, let alone I have no money. "

"Then you can only come to this Hundred Soldiers Tomb. If you can get the approval of a Hundred Soldiers Broken Blade, not only can you absorb the evil spirit of the Hundred Soldiers, but you can also get the memory and understanding of the Broken Blade."

"Teacher, why do we have to absorb the evil spirit of hundreds of soldiers?"

The young man couldn't help muttering, "Isn't the empire promoting some new martial art among the military and inspectors, which is safe and scientific, and it also comes from the inheritance of the "warrior"..."

The old man stared at him and kicked the young man's ass, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"We are waiting to stop the flow of water, and we are the Hundred Soldiers School, one of the oldest inheritances, one of the orthodoxy that has been passed down for thousands of years!"

"What bullshit, Xinwu Guwu, is just separated from the group of people who defected to the empire's faction and deviant."

"Are you saying this now to deceive the master and destroy the ancestors?"

The young man's face turned bitter, "Don't dare, don't dare,"

I complained secretly in my heart, "How dare I deceive my master and destroy my ancestors, I am afraid that if there is no sign of this, I will be praised by your old man."

The old man turned his head and looked into the depths of the plain, "We, soldiers, practice the art of martial arts, learn the art of killing, and gain an invincible physique.

But there is a limit to human life. There are many invisible and intangible weird things in this world. You can't even touch them with your flesh and blood. Unless you are holding some magical weapon, otherwise you can only run away if you encounter them. , or just sit and wait..."

The young man muttered, "Is it that scary? I have lived for so many years, and I have never seen that kind of thing..."

"That's because you're lucky, you've been by Lao Tzu's side all the time, and you don't dare to be there when you're so weird."

The old man sneered, "I really met that kind of monster that can steal the soul, with your current strength, you can't even run away!"

"And if you temper your body with the evil spirit of a hundred soldiers and melt the evil spirit into your body, you can learn my secret skill of cutting off the flow of water and beheading invisible things..."

Seeing that the old man continued to chatter, the young man quickly pointed to a small black dot that appeared in front of him.

"Teacher, quickly see if the one in front is the Hundred Soldiers Broken Blade you mentioned?"

The old man squinted his eyes, perceiving carefully.

When you get older, your eyes are not as good as those of young people. This is a reflection of the decline of body functions on the soul and spirituality.

He was slightly surprised.

"The baleful energy is scattered...it is indeed a hundred soldiers breaking the blade, it is strange, shouldn't it be in a deep sleep state?"

"However, it's just in time!" A strong look burst out in the old man's eyes.

"It's not easy to find this thing. You can meet it just after entering the fantasy world. You're really lucky. Get ready to face Duan Ren and get his approval..." the old man warned.

"Ahaha, so I'm lucky."

The young man scratched his head and smirked, then rubbed his eyes, pointed to the front and said, "Hey, it seems that my luck is more than that."

The young man smiled even more proudly, "Teacher, do you see that the one next to you has another Broken Blade?"

"Huh? Really? Why come again?"

After the old man confirmed it, he applauded loudly and said with a smile, "You stupid boy, you are really lucky. If you can lay the foundation stone for you with two broken blades, your achievements will be even higher in the future!"

"I'll hold back a Broken Blade, you concentrate on dealing with one first..."

"Teacher, can you restrain those two?" The young man rubbed his eyes again and asked.

"Two?"

The old man frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

"Okay, how? Do you want another one?"

"What about the three?"

"Barely can..."

"Four?"

"..."

The terrifying buzzing of weapons resounded.

"Teacher, can you help me contain these?" The young man asked, pointing to the dark place in the distance.

The corner of the old man's mouth twitched, looking at the broken blades flying all over the sky in the distance.

The black and red evil spirit formed a tornado, setting off a wind and sand that raged and cut everything.

Even the sky was dyed black.

"Hold the fart!"

The old man was so angry that he slapped the young man on the head.

"Why did I accept you idiot! This is the Broken Blade riot!
Don't run fast!If we can't get out, both of us will be spent here as manure! "

So, the master and apprentice started to run wildly.

The young man felt the terrifying sound of the sword and the evil spirit behind him, and his face was deformed because he ran too fast, "Well... Teacher, didn't you say that the Broken Blade Plain is generally safe?"

"How the hell do I know!"

The old man spat out a mouthful of sand and said, "The Broken Blade in the Hundred Soldiers Tomb spends most of its time in a deep sleep state, even if someone breaks in and wakes it up, as long as it is defeated in a frontal battle, there will be no major problems. There will never be such a situation... no!"

The old man's expression changed, and he was a little uncertain.

"There is another possibility, that is, someone used some special means, what did they do to Duan Ren?"

The young man just wanted to say something.

All of a sudden, they saw a pitch-black shadow rush past them with a whizzing stepping on the moonlight.

The young man subconsciously opened his mouth wide, the sand was blown into his mouth by the wind, he spit out the sieve twice, and asked quickly, "Teacher, did you see anything jumping past just now?"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw his teacher's face was livid, and he was yelling, "His grandma's! It's a rabbit from the Moon Wing School! The riot in Baibing Tomb must be caused by this guy!"

"But how come the rabbit is so black?"

Active school?Just as the young man was about to inquire, he suddenly felt a chill behind him, and when he turned his head to look, his soul was filled with death.

Broken blades filled the sky, covered in darkness, and covered them with an extremely violent posture.

"Teacher, don't talk about this, those broken blades seem to be crushed at the back?!"

The old man's face was also ugly, and he lifted the back of the young man's neck.

Scolding while running.

"Damn rabbit, don't let me catch you! Or I'll have to skin you and make a rabbit fur coat!"

(End of this chapter)