Chapter 245 There is a page in front of the decaying sword
The monks don't use swords. Most of those who use swords are probably warriors. The most powerful swordsman in the world is probably the general from the north, but obviously he will not appear here. The person who is best at using swords here is
It was Chen Chao. The monks knew and accepted this fact, so when Chen Chao did that, they chose to cooperate.
Being able to use a knife means being able to kill, and Chen Chao is indeed the one who is the best at killing among them.
That broken knife will definitely be one of the sharpest knives in the world.
The knife fell, and the hand holding the knife was steady.
Chen Chao was faintly excited. Although he had no cultivation at the moment, he suddenly felt that this sword would be the most perfect sword he had ever wielded.
If he had the cultivation level on him, he even felt that his sword could seriously injure a monk in the other side realm.
No one knows what the cultivation level of the white bones in front of him is.
He did not dodge the sword at this moment, but just raised his sword.
The battle sword in his hand is no different from the battle swords in the hands of the other bones. It is also decayed. Even the battle sword in his hand is even more decayed than their battle swords. The sword looks like
Like an old iron bar, the sword and jaw are even gone.
But when he raised his sword, he blocked the sword.
There was no violent sound.
The swords collide and the rust gradually falls off.
Chen Chao frowned and his face turned pale again.
A force came out from the iron sword and pressed towards him, as violent as the tide, slapping his entire body.
The shirt suddenly tore into pieces.
There were many holes in the black clothes, and it seemed that in an instant, Chen Chao was struck by countless swords.
Many small cuts began to appear on his body, and blood began to flow out uncontrollably.
Chen Chao did not feel any sword energy, but he felt for no reason that the white bones in front of him should be a sword cultivator.
Until now, Chen Chao had only met three sword cultivators, and only fought against one of them.
The female swordsman he met in Shendu was his first time fighting against the swordsman.
And Yu Xiyi is the most powerful swordsman he has ever seen.
The current skeleton may be the fourth.
An abnormal flush suddenly appeared on Chen Chao's face, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.
The blood bloomed in the air, like bloody flowers.
Chen Chao did not retreat.
The broken knife in his hand was still on the rotten sword, but his other hand had already made a fist and smashed it towards the skeletal head.
Between life and death, there is no holding back.
The method that can kill the opponent the fastest is the best method.
But not only does he have two hands, but the bones on the opposite side also have them.
When Chen Chao clenched his fist and punched it out, Bai Gu also opened his palm to receive the punch.
The punch of Chen Chao, who had no cultivation, was also powerful and heavy. It was aimed at the skeletal head, but in the end it fell on its palm.
The fists and palms met, and Chen Chao's fist was tightly grasped by it.
Countless sharp edges surged out from the palm of his hand and landed on Chen Chao's fist.
Previously, Chen Chao and the martial artist punched each other, and the martial artist's fist was shattered. Now, Chen Chao and the white bones also punched each other, and Chen Chao's fist was also shattered.
But there is a difference between broken and shattered.
Chen Chao's fist was broken into pieces by the sword.
There was no sword intention or sword energy in that palm, but Chen Chao was very sure that his fist was chopped into pieces by the sword.
He also confirmed that the white skeleton in front of him was a sword cultivator.
There was nothing wrong with the appearance of his fist, but Chen Chao's bones were broken, so naturally he could no longer hold it, so he spread it out and pressed against the bone claws of the white bones.
This is a very strange and somewhat subtle sight.
Chen Chao naturally knew that he actually felt very dangerous.
Especially now.
The fist is the end of the arm. When the fist is broken, then the arm is next. What happens after the arm is broken?
That's the whole body.
Chen Chao didn't want to die, so he took back his hand with force.
The white skeleton did not hold his hand tightly and allowed him to take it back. In fact, if you look closely, there was some appreciation in his eyes.
Probably because Chen Chao's expression didn't change at all when his fist shattered.
Although it hurts when his fist is broken, the pain in Chen Chao's body every time he beats him up will be more painful than this.
So he had no reaction.
Chen Chao immediately took back his sword, but only half-way through it, he swung it down again.
The white skeleton held up the sword and remained unmoved.
If the knife cuts on the sword, the rust will fall off, but the sword will not break and he will not lose.
Not even dead.
Thinking of this, the white bones suddenly felt a little sentimental.
He was actually dead long ago.
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Those vines cannot keep those bones trapped, everyone knows this.
So when those bones broke free, the monk just sighed in pain. There wasn't much he could do, that's all.
He was not worried about Chen Chao's life or death, but he was worried about when he would die.
There was some annoyance in his eyes at the moment. He probably felt that he should leave immediately after digging the grave. As long as he walked fast enough, nothing would happen.
Just like Song Changxi who left before.
The methods of the other monks also failed. Many white bones rushed towards Chen Chao, and the pressure on them was actually reduced.
If they could leave, they would probably choose to leave as soon as possible and not care about Chen Chao's life or death.
But obviously, they can't leave either.
Those stone tablets without writing were extremely tall and strong. They could not break them, and naturally they could not climb up or leave.
They will die in the cemetery.
But fortunately, the cemetery is a cemetery, and dying here is probably the greatest blessing in misfortune.
But no one helped them dig a hole and bury it.
If I could, there would be some coffins there.
The monks who thought about this were very desperate. They thought of many things, the things they couldn't let go of the most.
No matter how bad human nature is, it's probably not that bad now.
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Sword cultivators are always proud, even the dead sword cultivators.
Chen Chao suddenly said: "Logically speaking, this should be a matter between the two of us."
He figured this out, and then said this, just to see how the bones in front of him would react.
As expected, the white bones made a strange syllable, causing all the white bones that came over to stop.
He is a swordsman, and although he is dead, he is still proud.
Chen Chao's knife pressed against the sword again.
Then his tiger's mouth burst open again, and blood continued to flow.
The white skeleton looked at him, the emotion in its eyes was very clear and straightforward.
"You can't defeat me."
Chen Chao understood those emotions and did not refute, just said: "I have killed many demons, and they sometimes say this when they have the upper hand. Often when they say this, they will definitely die by my sword.
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The white skeleton grinned, although there was no sound.
Chen Chao struck again.
The white bones felt a little boring. Looking at the fallen rust, he decided not to waste time with the young man anymore, so he took back his sword and stabbed out.
The iron sword is now rusty and he is dead, but the sword can still kill people.
He was going to kill the boy.
The sword thrust out and brought up some wind.
However, it was blocked by the broken knife.
Countless pieces of rust fell down, looking like dust.
He looked at the broken knife and felt familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.
He couldn't remember many things after his death. If it hadn't been for the blood, he wouldn't have returned to the world for a short time.
But none of this matters.
It's a terrible thing to have someone's grave dug up after someone dies.
Even some decent monks can't stand it, such as Yun Jianyue.
What's more, he is still a victim.
So he started to get angry and remembered something in his mind.
A sword energy emerged from the tip of his sword.
This is sword cultivation!
Chen Chao was so close, so he naturally felt the sword energy. However, Chen Chao didn't feel any fear. Instead, there was a bit of excitement in his eyes.
I also saw the white bones, so I became a little confused.
Why are you excited?
He didn't know, but the sword had already thrust out at this moment.
Chen Chao suddenly let go of the handle of the knife.
At such a dangerous time, he gave up the plan of fighting the bones with the broken knife, and instead made other choices.
The rotten iron sword was already in front of his heart.
The sword energy with the breath of death seemed to lead Chen Chao into the abyss.
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The tip of the sword failed to reach Chen Chao's heart.
Because a page suddenly appeared here.
It floated in front of Chen Chao.
If the sword wants to pierce Chen Chao, it must first pierce this page.
If it were an ordinary page of paper, then no matter how sharp the sword was, there wouldn't be any problems.