If he loses these, that's a different story.
"Junior brother, be careful!"
Hearing Jiang Ying's voice calling his name, Chen Zhou suddenly opened his eyes.
Meanwhile, in his mind...
The notification sound never stopped.
"Ding! Host has not cultivated for one minute, Qi and Blood Value +1!"
"Ding! Host has not cultivated for one minute, Qi and Blood Value +1!"
Finally, a sword appeared before Chen Zhou's eyes.
No, to be more precise, it was a beam of light!
"Ding! Host has not cultivated for one hour. Obtained a low-level cultivation technique..."
"Draw Sword Slash!"
As soon as Chen Zhou had a thought, the wooden sword in his hand vibrated.
A sharp sword aura burst forth from his waist, instantly striking Han Feng at a tricky angle.
I felt this powerful pressure...
Two meters away, Han Feng, who was still waving his fist, paused in his tracks.
They were forced to stay where they were!
At that moment, his eyes were glazed over, completely unaware of what had happened.
The only thing I could see was a fleeting glint of light in his eyes.
"Splash."
With a sound like silk tearing, the sword energy vanished without a trace, and Chen Zhou opened his eyes again.
For some reason, he felt unusual weakness in his right hand.
It was like carrying hundreds of pounds of firewood!
When Chen Zhou looked up, he saw an unbelievable scene.
"You, you..."
Han Feng was still standing in front of him, but his clothes were completely torn from his neck to his abdomen!
A bruise over ten centimeters wide appeared on his body!
It looked as if it had been hit by something heavy.
Looking at the people present, their eyes were filled with disbelief as they gazed at Chen Zhou.
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