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Holding this wooden sword that was almost like a giant sword, Chen Fei stepped forward slightly and stood in the center of the Kendo Department's activity classroom. His wrist moved slightly, his sword tip pointed to the ground, and the wide hilt blocked Chen Fei's slightly thin body like a shield, forming a starting posture of a 79 novel monster. It was not like a sword technique, but it looked like he was holding a huge slashing sword. A trace of cold breath was unconsciously emitted. The hearty smile on the face of my Hayato, who was aside for a long time, suddenly froze, his narrowed eyes widened unconsciously, staring at the solemn boy in front of him.

This is... murderous intent!

But how is this possible! Chen Feijun is just a student, murderous intent...

Feeling the murderous aura that Chen Fei was unconsciously emitting, Hayato's heart was like a turbulent sea. According to the agreement of the extraordinary and powerful, even the children of famous families could not enter the inner world to experience it in their youth, let alone the boy in front of him had no trace of extraordinary power.

He is just a mortal! If you want to massacre civilians and want to get such murderous aura on your body, the "sex" life in your hands will be calculated in hundreds! But could Chen Fei be such a butcher?

It's absolutely impossible!

Just as countless thoughts in Hayato's mind were turning around, a heavy and sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded. The shrill wind made his scalp tighten, and he subconsciously took a step back. Looking up, the wooden sword, which could be called a giant sword, was rotating in Chen Fei's hands like a tiger out of the box, turning into a "color" afterimage to wrap the young man's thin figure. A sharp wind blows over, blowing up the bangs on Hayato's forehead, revealing a pair of eyes full of horror.

Sword, this is a sword! What a powerful sword technique!

Wow~

Amid the low buzzing sound, Chen Fei shook his wrist and rushed forward, emitting a violent aura like an angry beast. He stepped into the body and paused. The long sword in his hand buzzed and tore the air, slashing hard towards the void. The sticky air flow broke out from the sword, forming a "breast" and "colored" arc, which made the dust in the room "swing" and then fell down one after another.

Military swordsmanship - mopping the floor and returning the dragon slash!

"Huh~"

He let out a deep breath of turbid air. Chen Fei threw the wooden sword in his hand casually, and just landed on the sword frame in the corner of the wall. His white face was as calm as water, and there was no sign of joy or anger. However, a trace of "silent" and "color" flashed in his dark eyes-

The killer move that combines the essence of military swordsmanship and mop the floor and return to the dragon slash. Without the assistance of extraordinary power, its power is simply able to remove dust from the ground. It is simply ironic. Only by killing and killing, it is still the case with simple and unrequited military swordsmanship. Then, the Shaolin unique Dharma sword style based on deep internal strength doesn't even need to be tried.

Without internal force, without form, invisible, without 'color'?

All are 'flower' reads;!

After sighing slightly, Chen Fei frowned and thought to himself: "The sword techniques I have practiced all come from the main world and the Jin Yong world. They have too high requirements for the user's internal fighting spirit. However, the sword techniques in this world have declined, so there must be no cooperation with extraordinary power, right? Perhaps it is easier to form combat power?"

"Why can't you find it?"

"What are you looking for? Jiumeng?"

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the side. A little dazed, Hayato, who was a little dazed, just thought it was his classmate, sighed slightly and returned casually: "I'm looking for Chen Feijun, you..." But at this moment, a slightly cold breath made him feel something wrong instinctively. He looked up subconsciously, and a familiar face appeared in front of him-a white face, a dry short hair of ink and color, and his mouth was slightly raised, as if he was smiling, but the bits of badness flashing in his eyebrows made Hayato's face suddenly stiff, and the words in his throat were strangled, and he couldn't spit out a slightest. After a stalemate for a while, Hayato's face stiffened and said embarrassedly:

"Chen Feijun, hehe, you, I really want to learn your swordsmanship. Just pass on me one and two hands~"

The boy's words without any concealment of his purpose made Chen Fei pause slightly, and he frowned slightly at the boy in front of him, who was a little embarrassed but absolutely serious, but a thought in his heart moved slightly-

Is it so honest, or... can you teach him some sword skills? Then, use this to get to know each other with the extraordinary local people?

With a frown, Chen Fei made a little speculation about this simple plan in his heart. Although it was a little rough and simple, it was definitely feasible. After looking at my Hayato with a look of expectation, Chen Fei's cold and hard face finally softened a little. He sighed slightly and said casually: "Well, your attitude is quite sincere, and I am in a good mood. I will check your swordsmanship tomorrow afternoon and see if you are qualified to learn my swordsmanship!"

"Also, don't follow me."

As soon as Chen Fei finished speaking, his thin body quickly disappeared into the crowd, leaving Hayato, who was excited and smirking with a fool because of Chen Fei's reply. Hayato, who was in an excited state at this time, naturally did not notice it. In the shadow of the yin behind him, a thin and boneless middle-aged man flew over a yin wind and followed Chen Fei's disappearance.

Step, step, step ~

The dense footsteps did not seem to be a hurried feeling, but instead had an elegant and calm rhythm like a piano piece. Chen Fei's steps kept leaping on the street like a galloping horse. Every time he stepped on the steps, he would jump out of several meters directly. Moreover, this already extremely shocking speed was getting faster and faster, and a faint swelling of the 'sky' flow wrapped around Chen Fei's body;

Seventy-two unique skills in Shaolin - Eight steps to drive Zen!

The light body technique that Chen Fei practiced when he was a disciple of the Sweeping Monk in Shaolin Temple. His muscles and flesh have already been trained to the realm of transformation. If he had internal strength, Chen Fei could even step into the void and empty his life with this "sect" martial arts! Although he had no internal strength and could not raise his energy and leapt through the air, he at least had the strength of an external skill in the martial arts world. With the footwork in the eight-step rush to drive his strength, he could also speed up a lot of speed.

tread!

He stepped on the ground with a fierce foot, and all the accumulated force in the previous movement poured out. With the slight crackling sound, cracks broke on the concrete ground. With this huge reaction force, Chen Fei's thin body jumped up like a geese flying in the air. His right foot gently stepped on the big tree beside him. His body flew five or six meters away like an arrow in the air, and fell straight into a abandoned factory.

He took a deep breath of hot turbid air, and Chen Fei, who squatted and relieved his strength, slowly stood up, and then walked casually towards the inside of the factory courtyard, as if no one was around. This place was a abandoned place, and it was also located in a suburb where no one was coming, which was very safe.

That's why Chen Fei dared to use his light skills so recklessly without fear of being noticed. This kind of place is quiet and remote, suitable for having an affair, burying secrets, and also suitable for...

Kill people and abandon corpses!

He picked up a steel bar covered with dim rust from the ground of the courtyard. It was about one meter long, like a thin sword. He twisted the steel bar in his hand. Chen Fei shook his wrist, and the dim steel bar instantly became blurred. He 'pulled' in the air to make a low sound of breaking through the air. He seemed to be very satisfied with the "weapon" in his hand. Chen Fei nodded slightly, turned his wrist slightly, and threw a sword "flower" like a long sword, and said carelessly to the void:

"You are following you, this gentleman, all the way. It's time to come out and meet, right?"

The calm sound fell to the ground, but there was no reaction. The entire factory courtyard was only a rustling sound when the breeze blew over the green leaves. This made Chen Fei's mouth slightly raise, revealing a dangerous curve. His five fingers used force, just like a short steel bar of a thin sword, and the dim "sword edge" shone with ominous light in the sun.

"Since sir doesn't want to come out..." Amid the gentle laughter, a sharp "color" flashed through Chen Feimo's "color" pupils, making the eyes more and more cold. When his wrists shook, the "rebar long sword" teared and teared the air directly. The sharp sound of breaking through the air was like a tiger's fangs pierced into a void. There seemed to be a sticky smell of blood in the air, which was stained with a faint fishy and sweet smell.

"Then you never have to come out!"

When ~

The "Reinforced Bar Sword" rolled up a burst of "surge" flow, and it seemed to have encountered some obstacle in the void. It made a loud noise. The steel bars trembled slightly and made a low buzzing sound. It was obviously hitting something, but there was still nothing in the void. However, Chen Fei's mouth was exposed with the corner of his mouth. His figure turned slightly. The steel bar Sword hit hard again with the force of his waist, and then slashed something in the void again, making a tremor.

The trembling sound, but the difference is that this time Chen Fei's "long sword" was not retracted, but he borrowed force from the "void" like a poisonous snake. The "long sword" with the help of the countershock force almost exceeded Chen Fei's control at this time. After a shrill and sharp roar like a night owl in the air, it suddenly stopped in the void. A touch of red blood slid down along the dim "sword body", and a few "flowers" bloomed on the ground;

"Sir, isn't this coming out again? But why bother?"

Looking at the middle-aged man who appeared in the void in front of him, Chen Fei said with a smile, his face full of harmlessness and shyness, but the "long sword" in his hand also silently handed forward a few points.

(Thanks to the ‘wonderful’ traveler, the ‘wonderful’ traveler’ for monthly tickets, and Chen Huiyi’s rewards, thank you)
Chapter completed!