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Yan Slave doesn't know any moves. Anyway, he just swings his arms and hits them wildly!

The arm drives the chain, and when it is filled with infuriating energy, it waves around! It's neither easy nor heavy!

"Whoops!"

The air let out a shrill cry, and a warrior was hit in the waist and ribs. His bones exploded with a pop, and the whole person flew out, leaving a trail of blood mist in the air.

"Ding...ding ding ding!"

There were other warriors who were clearly holding the sword, but they lacked the strength and the chain was naturally strong and soft. He couldn't shake off this powerful thing. The chain head bypassed the blade due to blocking force and hit him right in the face. On the door, he was shot in the head and died on the spot.

Just like this, one warrior after another was smashed and flew out. Either their muscles and bones were exploded, or their internal organs were moved. All of their exquisite sword skills were unable to be used!

In just a dozen breaths, blood mist flew out of the field, and dozens of people were crushed to pieces by the chains.

"Back off, back off quickly! His skills are superior to mine! Don't fight forcefully!"

More warriors arrived in the distance, but those present did not dare to step forward.

Uncle Hong was lying on the ground, looking at Yan Nu killing everyone. He was dumbfounded, and his ears seemed to be echoing with Yan Nu's words that he had never learned martial arts.

Manager Liao was even more distracted in the crowd. He didn't expect Yan Slave to be able to defeat so many masters in the fort!

He didn't know that Yan Nu's skill was third rate to Shen Leling Ping's. Although it is not strong in the world, Chashan Castle is not a big place. If Shen Leling were to judge it, except for the three instructors Han Huma, they were considered second-rate, and most of the other warriors were not first-rate!

"Ahhh!" Yan Nu was like a crazy bull, dragging his chains, his legs galloping like flying, and crashed directly into the crowd.

"Hurry up and stop him!" Manager Liao saw him rushing towards him and was so frightened that he backed away and tried his best to encourage him.

"I'll come!" A bald man emerged from the crowd. He was nine feet tall and had muscles all over his body.

The Yan Slave chain was smashed from top to bottom, and the bald warrior flew out like a tiger leaping over a stream. He leaned close to him and slapped out with both palms.

With a pop, Yan Nu flew two feet backwards.

"This fool doesn't know any moves at all, his moves are crude, and he wastes his energy indiscriminately. He is already powerless!" The bald man smiled ferociously.

His skill is no less than that of Yan Nu, and he is even more proficient in Opening Tablet Palm.

On the other hand, Yan Nu, who looked like he was killing everyone, was actually very crude. He had almost exhausted all his energy in just a few dozen breaths, and his hands had been injured by the shock force of the chain and his muscles and bones were damaged, and his flesh and blood were blurred.

As the situation waxed and waned, Yan Nu gave him a blow to death...

"What?"

The bald man made a sound in surprise and saw Yan Nu standing up again as if nothing happened.

"Hey! Do you still have any strength left?" The bald head didn't care. He just said that Yan Slave still had the skills to protect his body after all, so he rushed forward and smashed down his palms like a violent storm.

Yan Slave swung his chain and danced wildly, causing the execution ground to be shattered with rubble! The sand is flying!

The bald man's eyes widened in anger, and he slapped his fleshy palms repeatedly. Not only did he resist the chain, but it also flew backwards.

"Hahaha! You actually used up your life energy? Then die!"

The bald head noticed that the zhenqi on the chain was extremely pure, and he immediately knew that Yan Slave had tried his best and squandered all the warrior's zhenqi seeds!

As a result, Yan Nu's body is empty, which is equivalent to destroying his internal strength.

"Bang!"

Yan Slave was once again slapped away with a palm, and all the warriors around him applauded!

"Not dead yet?" The bald man came over and saw Yan Nu lying on the ground chewing grass.

"Huh? Hahahaha!"

The bald man raised his head and laughed, thinking that Yan Nu had been beaten silly by him.

Anyway, Yan Nu's true energy was gone, so it was no big deal. He turned around and shouted: "Come and see, this fool was bitten by me..."

"call out!"

The chains came up from the bottom and flew through the air. The bald head was caught off guard and was smashed into the crowd next to him.

He vomited blood profusely, his shoulder blades were shattered, and his right arm was useless.

"Well?"

The bald man watched Yan Nu stand up again, with his blood-stained hair flying up, full of energy, and his face was filled with shock and disbelief.

My true energy has been used up and my power has been exhausted. How can I recover it again?

He was puzzled, but Yan Nu had already rushed into the crowd!

"Come together! Hack him to death!" the bald man shouted as he coughed up blood.

In an instant, countless swords and axes were slashing in all directions.

Yan Nu ignored them all and pushed forward and danced wildly! Ding-ding clangs sounded one after another, and shouts and screams were endless!

"Wow!"

"Oh my God!"

"He, he, he can't kill him!"

Yan Slave's pair of chains swept across all directions!

He regained his original bravery and became even better!

Although the bald head was injured, his skills were on par with Yan Nu's. He found an opportunity and struck the terrifying monument-opening palm force on Yan Nu's body. The true energy poured into him, threatening to shatter his meridians.

"What? This..." The bald head thought that Yan Slave would definitely die, but he didn't expect that the palm of his hand was like a mud cow entering the sea, and he was accepted by this bloody man!

Although Zhenqi is only divided into three types: Yin-cold, Yang-heat, and Zhongzheng, everyone's Zhenqi fluctuates differently! Coupled with the transformation of palm power and fist power, the destructive power that penetrates into other people's bodies is extremely difficult to resolve.

Unless there is a special way to transform energy, it will definitely cause internal injuries! Not to mention using it for your own use!

"You can convert gong!" The bald head was horrified.

Yan Nu looked innocent and didn't understand why the bald man wanted to instill Qi into him.

He didn't even know that he had adapted to Zhongzheng's Qi and the concussive impact of his palms as early as his infancy. This 'Hammer Qi' had been symbiotic with him at that time and had grown up with him.

Feeling that his skill had increased by 20%, Yan Nu thought of Aweng's teachings, his eyes turned red, and he said, "Thank you very much."

"Huh?" The bald head was furious, and he slashed with his knife: "Fuck you!"

When Yan Nu saw this, he had no choice but to smash down the chain: "One hammer!"

The bald man's skill was equal to his, so he raised his hand to resist with all his strength, and chopped him twice in the process.

Yan Nu felt the pain and hit him again: "Two hammers!"

The bald man couldn't afford to eat and screamed.

"Three hammers!" Yan Nu struck three times in a row, like striking iron, and his bald head exploded like a watermelon.

To deal with this powerful enemy, Yan Nu wanted to break out, but he was surrounded by a group of people, and he was attacked with many swords!

Aweng said, kill whoever stands in your way, kill with all your strength!

"Don't kill me, don't kill me...or I'll kill you all!" Yan Nu swept across the siege like a big windmill.

If the chains were removed, his "Windmill Fist" with both arms taking turns swinging like a hammer would not be worth mentioning at all. But with the chains and the strong infuriating energy, it could be described as a violent storm, as powerful as breaking bamboo.

He rushed out of the execution ground, followed by countless so-called masters lying dead.

Among them, there were many whose skills were equal to his, but Yan Nu couldn't cut them with his sword and was killed by him recklessly.

Chashan Fort is a military fortress built by a wealthy family. The warriors it trains all hold standard steel swords, which are restrained by its strange characteristics.

In addition, eating grass immediately restores the vitality, making life endless, and there is no fear of waste.

The two combined into one, even if Yan Nu was just a fool who didn't know the moves, he still killed them to death!

"Bold and unruly! Seeking death!"

Suddenly, Yan Nu heard an angry shout. As soon as he turned around, he saw a cold light suddenly appeared in front of him, and a sword light struck him hard in the face!

"Instructor Hu! You are finally here!" The surviving warrior who was killed in pieces shouted with a mournful face.

The man who came was tall and thin, with a goatee, wearing a brocade robe, and holding a steel knife in each hand. He was one of the instructors in the castle, a so-called first-rate master in the eyes of everyone.

However, when he saw Yan Nu shaking his head and getting up from the ground, he also looked confused.

He slashed his opponent in the face with a sudden attack, but that person didn't die?

"What a powerful body-protecting magical skill!" Coach Hu did not dare to be careless. Even if his skill was far superior to that of his opponent, he would still use his best skills.

Boom, boom, boom! The sound of toes on the ground was heard one after another, and with the soil splashing everywhere, Coach Hu's head was running like lightning, and his sword was slashing like a strong wind.

Yan Nu couldn't see his sword skills at all, so he just rounded his arm and smashed it violently.

However, Coach Hu had already swept to his side and slashed twice at his neck, chest, abdomen, and arms like lightning.

His movement is too fast, and his sword light is even faster.

The two of them passed by each other, and Yan Nu hurriedly turned around, only to see another cold light!

He couldn't touch the opponent's figure from beginning to end, and could only dance the chains randomly.

"Ding, ding, ding!" There were sounds of gold and iron in the air.

Coach Hu was flying up and down in the field, his cold sword howling and dancing around, and his continuous slashes were like the wind!

Under the sunshine, the swords were connected together, and each sword was extremely powerful.

Yan Nu was in the center of the frenzied sword flying and strangulation, and was directly beaten to the point of spinning around. He lost his center of gravity, floated in the air, and his feet did not touch the ground.

"What a handsome swordsmanship!" Another person arrived and praised him.

"Coach Han!" People outside the court shouted in unison.

Coach Han immediately raised his gun and watched the battle with attention. He was originally in a relaxed mood, but as he watched, he gradually became serious and even dumbfounded.

Yan Nu was killed by Coach Hu's suffocating continuous slashing technique. Shouldn't he have been chopped into a pulp earlier? How can you still resist?

"Bang!"

In the chaos, Coach Hu finally ate a piece of the chain and flew out, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

He covered his shoulders and screamed: "What kind of monster is this!"

Coach Han was also horrified: "You tried your best, but you only managed to cut his flesh?"

"What kind of flesh wounds! He was already covered in cuts and bruises, but I didn't hurt him at all!" Coach Hu spit out blood, scared and shocked!

"Is this the ultimate body-protecting magical skill?" Coach Han asked in surprise.

"No! He didn't use his true energy to protect his body! He was simply indestructible!" Coach Hu shouted, knowing very well that the strength on his sword had not been offset or removed at all! It’s just that my mother can’t cut it!

In an instant, all the warriors present were shocked beyond words. A simple vajra is indestructible? To what extent do you have to train your physical body to be able to withstand such a violent slash? It’s impossible even for a world-shaking warrior!

"Are you kidding! Who can beat him like this?" Coach Han asked in surprise.

Everyone thought they were right. Yan Nu was covered in injuries and looked extremely miserable. He was simply a bloody man! Who did this?

Coach Han asked from side to side: "Which peerless master is it that beat this boy black and blue?"

The few surviving warriors who knew the cause and effect all looked at Manager Liao.

"Is it you?" Instructor Hu was shocked. Guanshi Liao was a scholar. Although he also practiced martial arts, he was a civilian. Could it be that he was hiding it deeply?

"You hurt him like this? Then come on!"

When Manager Liao heard that he was asked to come, he looked panicked: "I gave the order, but I didn't whip him!"

"Who is that!"

"He..." The steward looked for the warrior who whipped Yan Slave yesterday, but found that the man had already died under the chains.

When he pointed at the corpse, both instructors Han and Hu were stunned. They both knew that this was a low-level warrior. How could he hurt this young man?

At this time, someone told Yan Nu's identity and why he was beaten like this, and Han and Hu looked strange.

"Yeah, what kind of monster did you fight?"

"There are three hundred skilled soldiers in the fort, and nearly half of them have been killed or injured! Go and explain to the fort master yourself!"

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p.s: Sorry.