Close your eyes slightly, and feel a drop of precious blood rolling on the bronze coffin, emitting a faint golden light.

The man in the undershirt turned into a monster. He was no match for a warrior in the Ten Thousand Jun Realm like Bald Wu. At the very least, he had to be a strong one in the Ten Jun Realm.

Split a rock, open a mountain, and be in a critical position, there are two major differences.

The demon blood of Qianjun Realm!

A smile appeared on Li Shenzhi's lips, he had made a lot of money this time.

"what are you doing?"

Seeing Li Shenzhi dazedly touching the wound, Bald Wu asked with some confusion.

"Want to learn my sword skills?"

"Oh, I was wondering why he turned into a monster. In this case, how can his identity be determined?"

After coming back to his senses, Li Shenzhi casually found an excuse.

"After the transformation, he has the combat power of the Ten Thousand Jun Realm, which is top-notch even in Jiangbei. Even if his identity cannot be determined, he finally killed a master of the Blood God Cult."

Bald Wu said unexpectedly: "You are really lucky, you really lured out the big fish."

"Commander, the members of the Blood God Sect in the port area have been wiped out, and the inspectors from the Department of the Interior have arrived."

After listening to the report, Bald Wu suddenly put his hand on his chest.

"Hey, Shenzhi, please help me. This monster is so powerful. I'm injured."

Looking at Bald Wu who suddenly shrank, Li Shenzhi was stunned for a moment.

"What are you doing standing still? Help me back to the post quickly and tell the deputy commander to deal with the aftermath. Also, we can't neglect the inspectors. We can't let any of our credit go unnoticed."

After finishing speaking, Bald Wu blinked at Li Shenzhi.

"Come on, hurry up, trouble is coming."

Walking through the ruins along the way, Li Shenzhi saw a gap in a slightly opened window, showing panicked eyes.

"Hey, Old Ghost Xiong, you're not dead yet."

Passing by the street corner, on the blood-stained steps, there was a shirtless old man, smoking a cigarette, and leaning beside him was a sword with a ghost head dripping with blood.

Xiong boldly glanced at Bald Wu, smiled contemptuously, and said, "Reckless man."

Baldy Wu didn't dare to get angry because he was asking for trouble and walked quickly past.

"This old man is a seventh-generation veteran. During the bloody battle at Shanhaiguan, a team of three thousand swords blocked the monsters for a whole day, and he was the only one left..."

"If you want to learn how to use a knife, just bring a bag of cigarettes and learn two dishes from him."

"Broken Saber... Anyway, it's very strong..."

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"Want to learn swordsmanship?"

Before he had taken two steps, the old man's voice sounded.

"I can just go back by myself. Old Xiong is so old and he really needs someone to take care of him."

Bald Wu reacted quickly and continued: "I'll give you a holiday and study hard."

In the blink of an eye, Bald Wu no longer needed support, and his shadow suddenly disappeared, leaving Li Shenzhi in a daze.

The old man was sitting on the steps, smoking a dry cigarette and looking at Li Shenzhi.

"Want to learn sword skills from me?"

Old Man Xiong asked again.

"Yes, please give me some advice, senior."

Walking up to the old man, Li Shenzhi bowed in greeting.

The seventh generation veteran, who has lived to this day, is at least one hundred and thirty years old.

After taking a long puff of dry cigarette, the old man squinted his eyes and asked, "Are you still a boy?"

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