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Chapter 53
Seeing that bright cold light beheading Yan Nu, with his head flying, Young Master Thrush couldn't help being intoxicated by this beautiful sword.

Then he closed his eyes and sighed sideways, thinking of the heroic Yan Nu passing away, he really couldn't bear to see his ugly appearance, he wanted to keep the most touching and heroic figure of the other party in his heart.

"A sad heart falls into the jade tower, poor Qiufeng can't bear to watch."

Thrushcross raised his sleeve to cover it up, still intoxicated there, and slowly wiped away a tear.

He didn't wake up suddenly until he heard Yan Nu's voice of 'it hurts'.

He put down his sleeves, revealing two bewildered eyes, staring at the downstairs, just seeing the scene of Yan Nu propping his head up.

"Huh?" Thrushcross brows trembled, and he couldn't help breathing quickly.

You can't die if you cut off your head?Even if it is a big monster, after being slain by such a terrifying sword intent, it should show its original shape.

He knew very well that the most powerful blow to his father was the moment when he was awakened.

If a person sleeps sweetly and is suddenly awakened by someone, he will be very angry and suspicious, and his mood will fluctuate to the extreme in an instant.

With the help of this strong will, my father created a unique skill called 'opening your eyes to kill'.

The main point is that if you don't wake up, you will be fine, and when you wake up, you will be shocked!
But now this sword is shocking, but it was scared by Yan Nu.

"Did I kill someone in my dream?" Zhang Suwen stared, suspecting that he was still dreaming, so he fell back and fell heavily on the floor.

"Oh!"

The feeling of weightlessness made him realize immediately that this was not a dream.

When he stood up, he saw Yan Nu leaping high and stabbing him with a gun.

"Father!" Thrushcross exclaimed urgently.

Faced with Yan Nu's counterattack, Zhang Suwen suddenly relaxed his whole body, his eyelids drooped slightly, and his body swayed, as if he felt unsteady.

But it passed by inadvertently, drifted a few feet away, and landed on the roof of another room.

"Boom!" Yan Nu's shot missed, causing sawdust to fly from the pavilion.

Young Master Thrush quickly raised his hand to protect his face, and his whole body was lifted into the depths of the pavilion by the strength.

Fortunately, this blow to Yan Nu didn't use too much energy, it just wanted to force Zhang Suwen away.

Yan Nu glanced at the bewildered Thrushcross, and thought to herself that this should be Zhang Suwen's daughter, she is so delicate, let's leave her alone.

The next moment, Yan Nu rushed out of the pavilion again, and hit the roof where Zhang Suwen was.

However, Zhang Suwen half-opened his eyes and looked like he was not awake. His left shoulder sank and his body swayed, but he quickly floated to the roof on the right.

This erratic movement easily tricked Yan Nu once again.

"It's useless. Father's sleepwalking technique is to leave dodge entirely to the instinct of the body. He doesn't even know where he will swim..." Young Master Thrush watched the battle while leaning on the sill of the pavilion, whispering to himself.

The clothes on his body were a little leaky, and there were a few wooden thorns stuck in his arms, but his face was still calm.

He was blown away by the energy just now, he covered his face with all his strength, and then he couldn't wait to come out to see his father show off his might.

Zhang Suwen seldom made a move, and every time he made a move, he was extremely chic.

He is a genius of the sky, and created his own "mengbad swordsmanship", which can be divided into three parts: false sleep magic, sleepwalking body method, and muddled sword intent.

The most powerful one is the magical power of false sleep. He is half asleep and half awake on weekdays, but he is actually practicing.

As soon as the power is improved, the human body will enter a state of doze, and give the true energy to the instinct of the "true self". This is far better than ordinary people's "deliberate and attentive" practice, and the effect is better.

It was because he discovered that the "true self" is more powerful than the "self" that he developed the sleepwalking technique, and thus his sword intent has a dark mood, which can make people sleepy.

Of course, it was also because of his extremely lazy nature and sincerity in the way of the sword that he could create such a magical skill.

"call out!"

Zhang Suwen floated up and down, leaving afterimages in the garden.

In the state of slumber, his body is extremely sensitive, and if there is a slight disturbance, his true self can instinctively make the most correct dodge.

Yan Nu went straight to chase and kill him, and couldn't touch the hem of his clothes at all.

"70 years of skill..." Zhang Suwen murmured softly, as if talking in a dream.

A ray of sword intent in the heavenly spirit also has the ability to hope for qi and channel spirits similar to the spiritual period.

All demons and ghosts, as well as warriors, can be killed at will.

He can sense Yan Nu's skill, which is 70 years old, which is already very strong.

Zhang Su asked himself to have so much zhenqi, which was almost at the level of all inner masters.

Although I don't know why Yan Nu cut off his head and survived, but relying on this level alone, he is not in vain.

Perhaps Yan Nu was blessed with some kind of sorcery, Zhang Suwen can be sure that the other party is human, and his martial arts are low, and his moves are straightforward.

In this way, 70 years of skill is meaningless at all, and Zhang Suwen can easily play with extremely low consumption.

But soon, he didn't think so.

"what?"

I saw that Yan Nu's speed soared, and halfway through the sprint, he refracted a shot and exploded a room.

Because of the speed, his head flew up.

Fortunately, the hand was holding it all the time, and quickly pressed it back to the neck.

"It has 170 years of skill!"

Zhang Suwen's eyes were wide open, his pupils were slightly condensed, and the state of dozing was broken because of too much fluctuation in his mood.

He realized that Yan Nu had a magic blessing to cover up his breath.

It turned out that it was not 70 years of skill, but 170 years!

No, it seems that there are still leftovers, which is simply shocking!
I was caught off guard just now by the explosion, thanks to my own agility.

Otherwise, if it is poked, it will definitely be enough to eat a pot by itself, or at least it will be seriously injured.

"Yannu, your body skills are too far behind his, try to expand your bombardment range." Feng Junyou reminded.

Yan Nu's severed head still has an effect, if the speed is too fast, the head will fly...

Although it won't die, but the eyes grow on the head.

When the head is lifted, first of all, there is a kind of dizziness and severe pain, and secondly, the field of vision is spinning.

This caused Yan Nu to be unable to continuously blast across the sky like fighting against an oolong, crazily refracting and rushing to kill.

Zhang Suwen's movement is too erratic and erratic. When he moves, his body shakes left, right, front, back, afterimages, as if moving in multiple directions at the same time, or even changing directions in the air.

Yan Nu's speed just now is definitely enough, but the direction is wrong, no matter how much true energy burst out, no matter how fast the speed is, it is meaningless.

Yan Nu said: "Old ghost, can you stop him?"

Feng Junyou said: "My mana has to help you guard against his sword intent!"

"No need?" Yan Nu pressed his head and said.

"Don't be careless! Who knows if you will survive if you are cut vertically again? And the sword's intention is not only cutting!" Feng Junyou said in a condensed voice.

He already understood that Yan Nu's weirdness should be one of the effects of his heaven-defying posture, but he didn't know how powerful it was.

Be careful, there is no big mistake, Yan Nu was beheaded just now, he was terrified, and now he dare not underestimate the shocking warrior.

"Understood..." Yan Nu didn't say any more, and kept wrapping her hair around her head with her palms.

His eyes became resolute and focused, and he stabbed again, his body like a frightened bird.

Zhang Suwen also exercised his kung fu again, entered a state of doze, and dodged suddenly.

But this time, before the distance between the two was fully separated, Yan Nu's upper body emitted a strong red light.

"upbraid!"

Yan Nu's voice was like a bell, and ripples visible to the naked eye burst out from his throat.

"What!" Zhang Su asked the doze state he had just entered, and it broke down again in an instant.

The mouth is wide open, the face is full of disbelief, and the eyes are wide open, almost jumping out.

What shit 170 years, he never expected...

This burst of drinking, 6000 years of skill!

In an instant, the air in the garden expanded like an explosion, and the sound wave torrented like a tide, causing the surrounding houses to vibrate.

Everyone present couldn't hear it, and felt that the world was dead silent, only a sharp buzzing in the mind.

The first to bear the brunt was Yan Nu himself. His body and head were separated, and he flew upside down into the pavilion.

The towering three-story pavilion was buzzing and vibrating, and it was hit by him again, and it collapsed.

The thrush vomited blood violently, covered his eyebrows and fell from upstairs, buried on the edge of the ruins.

Feng Junyou was also sent flying three feet away, and the ghost flickered wildly, but he couldn't fly out.

The restraint of the copper deed was like an invisible wall in the air, which made him cling to the mid-air and was shaken wildly by the sound waves. He hurriedly made a trick, and his body turned into a cloud of nothingness, so he was not affected.

In comparison, Zhang Suwen was farther away, about four feet away.

When he was in the nick of time, half of the sword in his arms shot out, cutting across in front of his body, rolling sword energy to protect his body.

But even so, the power of the 6000-year sound wave skill is extremely terrifying.

A superficial magic burst equivalent to [-] stages, no matter how superficial it is, it is still [-] stages!

Rumbling, flowers fly and leaves shatter.

Zhang Suwen slashed out two feet uncontrollably, smashing a wall behind him, bleeding from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose.

In the courtyard next door, Huang Banyun was knocked off his horse by the loud shout before he saw anyone.

He covered his ears, lying on the ground, protecting his body with true energy.

It's a good thing to stay far away, otherwise I'm afraid I'm going to be deaf.

The whistling of the sound waves lasted for a while before subsiding slowly.

"I let you expand the range, but didn't let you use the sound wave technique!" Feng Junyou shouted.

Yan Nu crawled out from the ruins with his head raised, covered in blood.

He was in a trance, and put his head back on his neck to gather himself.

Then he pulled out a piece of porcelain and two broken pieces of wood that went through his abdomen from his body, and threw them away casually.

"Sorry, I only used a small amount, I didn't expect it to be so powerful, are you okay?" Yan Nu grinned at him.

"..." Feng Junyou was speechless, yes, Yannu really only used a fraction.

Moreover, such a terrifying roar erupted, but it was all right.

True Qi vibrating the vocal cords is the simplest kind of sonic skill. Others will use special techniques to prevent the vocal cords from tearing. Yan Nu does not use it at all, and the True Qi will not hurt him.

On the contrary, it was the explosion of sound waves that exploded the air, almost shattering Yannu's eardrums, but Yannu has a thicker zhenqi body protection, and the Taihuang Baiyu Gong has a strong defense, especially when he has 4 years of zhenqi... …

On the whole, apart from being blown away, he had almost nothing to do.

Neither deaf, nor dumb, nor internal injuries.

The biggest injury was when he knocked down the attic and was penetrated by wood.

"Your stomach..." Feng Junyou pointed to a piece of stomach wall brought out from the wood.

Yan Nu froze for a moment: "Do you want to pick it up?"

"You ask me?" Feng Junyou broke down a little.

Yan Nu thought for a while, his healing was not fast, so he peeled off the stomach wall from the wood and stuffed it into his stomach.

Sure enough, the internal organs squirmed and returned to their original positions. It could be seen that they were broken, just like a broken mirror put back together.

"Father...Father..."

"Quick... kill him quickly...you can't lose..."

Young Master Thrush was pressed down by a huge log, protecting his face with one hand, and reaching out to Zhang Suwen with the other.

He adores his father very much, he is good-looking, chic and has high martial arts skills.

Many scholars under his command were killed, and the rebels spread across the city, but he didn't care, because his father was invincible.

It never occurred to me that it would be like this.

At this moment, Young Master Thrush suddenly panicked. Could it be that his father is really about to lose?

Isn't the Zhang family about to end?This is impossible, they have been passed down for 500 years, how could it be over like this!
"Father! He must be out of anger! Kill him quickly!"

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　PS: sorry.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)