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287 The sword pavilion destroys the door

The breeze blows my hair, and the white clouds cover my clothes. How can I be so filled with hatred that I can be bullied by swords?

The top of the mountain lit up with fire, and Han Shaer accelerated his ascent, facing a sentry box. Four men in Tsing Yi stood side by side, pointing their swords directly, blocking the way: "Who is breaking into the mountain? Entering while being bound!"

Damn you uncle! Han Shaer slowed down and shouted: "Everyone, please get out of the way! Take me to see Yu Xuzi!"

The man in green yelled: "Where did you come from, this crazy boy? If you want to see the master, you need to ask the sword first!"

Han Shaer didn't want to get entangled, so he flew several feet into the air, trying to pass over his head. The man in Tsing Yi was condescending, and then he jumped to the top of the pavilion, with his four swords flying, tit for tat.

The sentry box was like a roadblock, with a cliff of thousands of feet on one side and a ravine of thousands of feet on the other. It couldn't be passed or circumvented. Han Shaer had no choice but to fight with the man in Tsing Yi. But he could beat the time difference and use Tathagata's speed to get through the pavilion and from Qingyi.

Jinghong stole under people's feet, but what's the difference between that and drilling into the crotch? After all, it didn't reach the threshold of Huaiyin Hou drilling into the crotch.

Fighting with swords with bare palms, Wu with his belt in the wind, in a narrow space, a Peng fights with a group of eagles. If he falls, his body will be broken into pieces. Han Shaer has no intention of killing, he just wants to subdue the four people and make them get out of the way.

Although the martial arts skills of the men in Tsing Yi are higher than those of the four great swordsmen of Quanxia Village, their routines are still ever-changing and they are not difficult to deal with.

After more than ten vertical and horizontal movements, he kicked one person's wrist. The sword fell off his right hand and was bounced by his companion's flying feet. He quickly grabbed it with his left hand. The men in Tsing Yi made eye contact, and the formation suddenly changed. They borrowed each other's shoulders, jumped around, and the attack was chaotic.

When crossing, the four swords are integrated into one for defense, and they are as tenacious as nails.

This formation may be effective against the ghost-hand level sword spirit, but... Han Shaer, hey, I won't play with you anymore! I will not play with you anymore! Use your feet hard, trample the guard box down, and spin your legs to knock down the ceiling.

, the pillar swept into the abyss, and the fine sand and gravel flew away with both palms, shooting at the man in Tsing Yi like locusts. The man in Tsing Yi danced his sword wildly, trying hard to resist the attack. After a few pained groans, the sword was gone, and all became Cai Dan's.

The face, the panda's eyes, the beggar's attire... The four people looked at each other in fear and sadness, then suddenly turned over and rolled down the cliff together.

Unexpectedly, Han Shaer was a little shocked, I didn't want to kill you, why did you seek suicide? I just lost the battle and got slightly injured, what else? Strong, strong, the people of Jiange Sect are so fragile, they can't stand it

Is it the slightest setback? Will he commit suicide if he loses? He shook his head, sighed for a long time, and continued to climb.

At the second pass, the men in Tsing Yi sent out eight men. Without wasting any words, within a few moves, the victory or defeat was decided in an instant. Han Shaer repeatedly shouted: "I'm just going up the mountain, not killing people, not killing people, and applying medicine to you...

...." The people in Tsing Yi turned a deaf ear and collectively suffered martyrdom in indifference.

There is a saying, if I don't kill Boren, Boren will die because of me. Han Shaer's mood became depressed and sad, and his climbing steps became heavier and slower. Should he go back? No! Move forward? These Jiange disciples were defeated.

What should I do if he just dies? I just came to ask questions clearly. I didn’t intend to take revenge, but caused the sword pavilion to shed blood. Does it count as a sin?

At the third pass, there were traces of chiseling on the stone wall, which was slightly wider. Sixteen people formed a formation to block it. Han Shaer saluted and used the pass. After saying all his good things, he knelt down and kowtowed, begging his grandfather to sue his grandmother. The people in Tsing Yi were still indifferent.

Not moving at all. When encountering obstacles, you turn back and give up halfway. How will you do things in the future? The answer to the mystery cannot be solved, and your life is frustrating and uncomfortable! There is no good way, so you have to force your way through.

Sixteen people in Tsing Yi were buried in the vast abyss again - they grabbed one of them, stretched out their mouths and bit their hands, then let go and jumped down again.

When we reached the top of the mountain, we found a platform and saw a group of green-gray houses. Dozens of people in Tsing Yi swarmed up and surrounded them. They raised their swords and concealed weapons frequently, intending to kill the intruders.


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