Yan Slave doesn't know any moves. Anyway, he just swings his arms and hits them wildly!

The arm drives the chain, and when it is filled with infuriating energy, it is swung around! It is neither light nor heavy!

"Hoola!"

The air let out a shrill cry, and a warrior was hit in the waist and ribs. His bones exploded with a pop, and the whole person flew out, leaving a trail of blood mist in the air.

"Ding...ding ding ding!"

There were other warriors who were clearly holding their swords, but they were not strong enough, and the chains were naturally strong and yet soft. He could not shake off this powerful thing, and the chain head bypassed the blade due to the force of blocking, and hit him right in the face.

He was shot in the head and died on the spot.

Just like this, one warrior after another was smashed and flew away. Either their muscles and bones were exploded, or their internal organs were moved. They were all unable to use their exquisite sword skills!

In just a dozen breaths, blood mist flew out of the field, and dozens of people were crushed to pieces by the chains.

"Back off, back off quickly! His skill is superior to mine! Don't fight forcefully!"

More warriors arrived in the distance, but those present did not dare to step forward.

Uncle Hong lay on the ground, watching Yan Nu kill everyone. He was dumbfounded, and his ears seemed to be echoing with Yan Nu's words that he had never learned martial arts.

Manager Liao was even more distracted in the crowd. He didn't expect that Yan Slave could defeat so many good people in the fort!

He didn't know that Yan Nu's skills were rated as third-rate by Shen Leling. Although he was not strong in the world, Chashan Castle was not a big place. If Shen Leling was also rated, except for the three instructors Han Huma, who were second-rate, most of the other warriors were not.

Enter the flow!

"Ahhh!" Yannu was like a crazy bull, dragging his chains, his legs galloping like flying, and crashed directly into the crowd.

"Quickly, stop him!" Manager Liao saw him rushing towards him and was so frightened that he backed away and tried his best to encourage him.

"I'm coming!" A bald man emerged from the crowd. He was nine feet tall and had muscles all over his body.

The Yan Slave chain was smashed from top to bottom, and the bald warrior flew out like a tiger leaping over a stream. He leaned close to him and slapped out with both palms.

With a pop, Yan Nu flew two feet backwards.

"This fool doesn't know any moves at all, his moves are crude, and he wastes his energy indiscriminately. He is already powerless!" The bald man smiled ferociously.

His skill is no less than that of Yan Nu, and he is even more proficient in Opening Tablet Palm.

On the other hand, Yan Nu, who looked like he was killing everyone, was actually very crude. In just a few dozen breaths, he almost exhausted all his energy, and his hands were injured by the shock force of the chain, leaving his muscles and bones damaged and his flesh and blood blurred.

As the situation waxed and waned, Yan Nu gave him a blow to death...

"What?"

The bald man made a sound in surprise and saw Yan Nu standing up again as if nothing happened.

"Hey! Do you still have some strength left?" The bald head didn't care. He just said that Yan Slave still had the skills to protect his body after all, so he rushed forward and smashed down his palms like a violent storm.

Yan Slave swung his chain and danced wildly, causing the execution ground to be filled with rubble and sand!

The bald man's eyes widened in anger, and he slapped him with a pair of fleshy palms. Not only did he resist the chain, but it also flew backwards due to the shock.

"Hahaha! You actually used up your life energy? Then die!"

The bald head noticed that the zhenqi on the chain was extremely pure, and immediately knew that Yan Slave had tried his best and squandered all the warrior's zhenqi seeds!

As a result, Yan Nu's body is empty, which is equivalent to destroying his internal strength.

"Bang!"

Yan Nu was once again slapped away with a palm, and all the warriors around him applauded!

"Not dead yet?" The bald man came over and saw Yan Nu lying on the ground chewing grass.

"Huh? Hahahaha!"

The bald man raised his head and laughed, thinking that Yan Nu had been beaten silly by him.

Anyway, Yan Nu had lost all his energy, so it was nothing to worry about. He turned around and shouted: "Come and see, this fool was bitten by me..."

"call out!"

The chains came up from the bottom and flew through the air. The bald head was caught off guard and was smashed into the crowd next to him.

He vomited blood profusely, his shoulder blade was shattered, and his right arm was useless.

"Well?"

The bald man watched Yan Nu stand up again, with his blood-stained hair flying up, full of energy, and his face was filled with shock and disbelief.

My true energy has been used up and my power has been exhausted. How can I recover it again?

He was puzzled, but Yan Nu had already rushed into the crowd!

"Come together! Hack him to death!" the bald man shouted as he coughed up blood.

In an instant, countless knives and axes were attacking from all directions.

Yan Nu ignored them all, pushed himself up and danced wildly! The jingling sounds sounded one after another, and the shouts and screams were endless!

"Wow!"

"Oh my God!"

"He, he, he can't kill him!"

Yan Slave's pair of chains swept across all directions!

He regained his original bravery and became even better!

Although the bald head was injured, his skills were on par with Yan Nu's. He found an opportunity and struck the terrifying monument-opening palm force on Yan Nu's body. The true energy was poured into him, threatening to shatter his meridians.

"What? This..." The bald head thought that Yan Slave would definitely die, but he didn't expect that the palm of his hand was like a mud cow entering the sea, and he was accepted by this bloody man!

Although Zhenqi is only divided into three types: Yin-cold, Yang-heat, and Zhongzheng, the fluctuations of Zhenqi are different for each person! Coupled with the transformation of moves such as palm strength and fist strength, it is full of destructive power when entering other people's bodies. It is extremely difficult to

resolve.

Unless there is a special way to transform the energy, it will definitely cause internal injuries! Let alone use it for your own use!

"You can transform gong!" The bald man was horrified.

Yan Nu looked innocent and didn't understand why the bald man wanted to instill Qi into him.

He didn't even know that he had adapted to Zhongzheng's Qi and the concussive impact of his palms as early as his infancy. This 'Hammer Qi' had been symbiotic with him at that time and had grown up with him.

Feeling that his skill had increased by 20% again, Yan Nu thought of Aweng's teachings, his eyes turned red, and he said, "Thank you very much."

"Huh?" The bald head was furious, and he slashed with his knife: "Fuck you!"

When Yan Nu saw this, he had no choice but to smash down the chain: "One hammer!"

The bald man's skill was equal to his, so he raised his hand with all his strength to resist, and chopped him twice in the process.

Yan Nu felt the pain and hit him again: "Two hammers!"

The bald man couldn't afford to eat and screamed in agony.

"Three hammers!" Yan Nu struck three times in a row, like striking iron, and his bald head exploded like a watermelon.

To deal with this powerful enemy, Yan Nu wanted to break out, but he was surrounded by everyone and was attacked with swords!

Aweng said, kill whoever stands in your way, and kill with all your strength!

"Don't kill me, don't kill me...or I'll kill you all!" Yan Nu swept through the siege like a big windmill.

If the chains were removed, his "Windmill Fist" with both arms taking turns swinging like a hammer would not be worth mentioning at all. But with the chains and the strong infuriating energy, it would be like a violent storm, as powerful as breaking bamboo.

He rushed out of the execution ground, and behind him were countless so-called masters lying dead.

Among them, there were many whose skills were equal to his, but Yan Nu couldn't cut them with his sword and was killed by him recklessly.

Chashan Fort is a military fortress built by a wealthy family. The warriors it trains all hold standard steel swords, which are restrained by its strange characteristics.

In addition, eating grass will immediately restore your vitality, making you endlessly alive, and there is no need to worry about wasting it.

The two combined into one, even if Yan Nu was just a fool who didn't know the moves, he still killed them to death!

"Bold and unruly! Seeking death!"

Suddenly, Yan Nu heard an angry shout. As soon as he turned around, he saw a cold light suddenly appeared in front of him, and a sword light struck him hard in the face!

"Instructor Hu! You are finally here!" The surviving warriors who were killed in pieces shouted with a mournful face.

The man who came was tall and thin, with a goatee, wearing a brocade robe, and holding a steel knife in each hand. He was one of the instructors in the castle, a so-called first-rate master in the eyes of everyone.

However, when he saw Yan Nu shaking his head and getting up from the ground, he also looked confused.

I slashed my opponent's face in a surprise attack, but that person didn't die?

"What a powerful body-protecting magical skill!" Coach Hu did not dare to be careless. Even if his skill was far superior to that of his opponent, he would still use his best skills.

Dong Dong Dong! The sound of toes on the ground sounded one after another. With the soil splashing everywhere, Coach Hu's head was running like lightning, and his sword was slashing like a strong wind.

Yan Nu couldn't see his sword skills at all, so he just rounded his arm and smashed it violently.

However, Coach Hu had already swept to his side and slashed twice at his neck, chest, abdomen, and arms like lightning.

His movement is too fast, and his sword light is even faster.

The two of them passed by each other, and Yan Nu hurriedly turned around, only to be greeted by another cold light!

He couldn't touch the opponent's figure from beginning to end, and could only dance the chain randomly.

"Ding ding ding!" The sound of gold and iron echoed in the air.

Coach Hu was flying up and down in the field, the cold sword was whistling and dancing around, and he was slashing like the wind!

Under the sunlight, the swords gleamed together, and each sword was extremely powerful.

Yan Nu was in the center of the strangulation with the flying swords, and was directly beaten to the point of spinning around, losing his center of gravity, floating in the air without falling, and his feet never touched the ground.

"What a handsome swordsmanship!" Another person arrived and praised him.

"Coach Han!" people outside the court shouted in unison.

Coach Han immediately raised his gun and watched the battle with attention. He was originally in a relaxed mood, but as he watched, he gradually became serious and even dumbfounded.

Yan Nu was killed by Coach Hu's suffocating continuous slashing technique. Shouldn't he have been chopped into pieces long ago? How could he still resist?

"Bang!"

In the chaos, Coach Hu finally ate a chain and flew away, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

He covered his shoulders and screamed: "What kind of monster is this!"

Coach Han was also horrified: "You tried your best, but you only managed to cut his flesh and blood?"

"What kind of flesh wounds! He was already covered in cuts and bruises, but I didn't hurt him at all!" Coach Hu spat out blood, scared and frightened!

"Is this the ultimate body-protecting magical skill?" Coach Han asked in surprise.

"No! He didn't use his true energy to protect his body! He's simply indestructible!" Coach Hu shouted, knowing very well that the strength of his sword had not been offset or removed at all! Even Te Niang's couldn't cut it!

In an instant, all the warriors present were shocked beyond words. A simple vajra is indestructible? How far does one have to train one's body to be able to withstand such a violent attack? It is impossible even for world-shaking warriors!

"What a joke! Who could beat him like this?" Coach Han asked in surprise.

Everyone thought they were right. Yan Nu was covered in injuries and looked extremely miserable. He looked like a bloody man! Who did this?

Coach Han asked from side to side: "Which peerless master is it that beat this boy black and blue?"

The few surviving warriors who knew the cause and effect all looked at Guanshi Liao.

"Is it you?" Instructor Hu was shocked. Guanshi Liao was a scholar. Although he also practiced martial arts, he was a civilian. Could it be that he was hiding it deeply?

"You hurt him like this? Then hurry up!"

When Manager Liao heard that he was asked to come, he looked panicked: "I gave the order, but I didn't whip him!"

"Who is that!"

"He..." The steward looked for the warrior who whipped the Yan slave yesterday, but found that the man had already died under the chains.

When he pointed at the corpse, the two instructors Han and Hu were stunned. They both knew that this was a low-level warrior. How could he hurt this young man?

At this time, someone told Yan Nu's identity and why he was beaten like this, and Han and Hu looked strange.

"Yeah, what kind of monster did you fight?"

"There are three hundred skilled soldiers in the fort, and nearly half of them have been killed or injured! Go and explain to the fort master yourself!"

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Chapter completed!