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Chapter 199 Three Immortal Techniques: Wind-Breaking Technique!
"Boom!"

In an instant, the sound of drums came from behind.

A huge white cloth was suddenly pulled open, and a bluestone platform as big as a basketball court appeared in front of everyone.

There are densely packed patterns engraved on it.

There are seven wooden pillars standing in sequence at the center line!

It was tied with hemp rope and folded white cloth with yellow spots!
A rusty gate was hung in front of the seven wooden pillars!

The gate knife is about three meters from the ground. A hemp rope extending from a hole on the stone platform is tied to the gate knife, hanging the gate knife on the gate knife stand!

Below is a broken stone covered with black spots!
The sea breeze blew, and a faint fishy smell wafted from the Broken Head Stone.

The third master's nostrils twitched, and his pupils trembled suddenly: "The blood has seeped into the stone."

"I don't know how many souls have been killed by this gate knife!"

Song Linglong said solemnly: "Third Master."

"Didn't he say that he wanted us to break the Three Immortal Techniques?"

"What is this?"

The Third Master shook his head uneasily: "It's not a good thing anyway!"

He tilted his head slightly: "Fatty Han!"

"Do you know what this is?"

Fatty Han's face was obviously panic-stricken, especially when he saw the bloodstained gibbet and the gate knife hanging on it, he became even more uneasy.

But he still said calmly: "Hi, the gate knife!"

"Beheaded!"

The third master's face darkened: "Isn't failure a cleansing of the body?"

"Why are you going to chop off your head again?"

"Whose head?"

Fatty Han shook his head: "I"

As soon as he opened his mouth, two soldiers came up behind him, holding Fatty Han on the left and right and dragging him towards the guillotine!
Heipi was about to stop him, but a sword was placed on his shoulder.

The young man's cold voice came: "Anyone who stirs up trouble will be killed without mercy!"

Everyone trembled all over and stood there in a daze!

When he saw Fatty Han being pinned to the guillotine with his hands and feet locked, the Third Master took a deep breath and said, "I thought Fatty Han was just a braggart!"

“I didn’t expect that he would agree to go through the level even though he knew he was going to chop off his head!”

Song Linglong nodded: "Uncle Han is selfless!"

"Justice!"

As soon as the two finished speaking, they heard Fatty Han wail like a pig being slaughtered: "Fuck your mother!"

"why me?"

Several people were stunned.

"Since you agreed to pass the level, I will naturally use you as the prize for breaking the three immortal arts!"

An old and majestic voice came from behind.

Just as they were about to turn around, they felt a spear pressing against their backs and immediately dared not move.

The young man put away his sword and said loudly: "Take him to the Three Immortals Platform!"

When they climbed onto the Three Immortals Terrace, they saw the old man slowly approaching. After taking a look at the dragon flag flying at the head of the village, he pointed at the seven wooden pillars expressionlessly and said, "The first of the Three Immortal Arts is the Wind-Breaking Art!"

Seeing the confused expressions of the Third Master and the others, the old man shook his head slightly: "From the looks of you, you won't be able to pass this first technique!"

Then he looked at Fatty Han who was chained to the beheading stone and said, "This beheading stone has chopped off seventy-two heads since our ancestors erected it here."

"Looks like I have to chop off another pig's head today."

The fat man's face suddenly lost all color.

Jinlian and Heipi's faces changed drastically. Just as they took a step forward, the sword in the young man's hand blocked them again!

The dark eyes with sharp eyebrows and star-like features contained a murderous intent that chilled one's bones!
"I said, if you make any move, you will be killed!"

"this is the last time!"

The Third Master quickly stopped the two of them: "Don't be impulsive!"

"They are isolated from information, but we may be able to break the wind-breaking technique they mentioned!"

The two men then stepped back.

The young man put away his sword, clasped his fists towards the old man and said, "Chief, let me explain the rules to them!"

Seeing the old man nod, the young man glanced at everyone coldly, pointed at the seven wooden pillars and said, "When the sail is spread out, the seven of you will each control a wooden pillar and make it turn left and right!"

"Within the time of an incense stick, as long as the gate knife does not fall, the head will be saved!"

"Even if your wind-breaking technique is successful!"

"Otherwise, his head will fall off and you will become slaves!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the incense table was carried forward, and the sails on the seven wooden pillars fell down at the same time!

The faces of the Third Master and his companions changed drastically!

I saw the sail spread out in an instant!

"Click!" The sound of a mechanism being activated was heard.

The gate knife above Fatty Han's head slowly dropped down!
"stop!"

"Starting so soon?"

"Are we not ready yet?"

Jinlian shouted.

But the young man said coldly: "Preparation also counts as time!"

Jinlian's face changed drastically, and she looked at the Third Master in a hurry: "Third Master, is there any solution?"

But the Third Master had a gloomy face: "There should be a mechanism connecting this wooden pillar and the gate knife!"

"Open the sails and activate the gate mechanism!"

“But they didn’t tell me how to control the sail to stop the blades!”

"Looking at this speed, I'm afraid the gate knife will fall before the incense is completely burned, and Fatty Han will be torn into pieces!"

He shook his head palely: "The time is too short."

Jinlian's face turned pale, her legs went limp, and she almost fell down: "What should I do?"

A young boy's voice came: "You can use any method you can think of!"

“Time is running out.”

The faces of several people sank again, and they felt their brains go blank, and the fear of death enveloped their bodies!

“Any way.”

"Can I ask for help?"

Suddenly Zhou Cheng's voice broke the panic atmosphere.

The boy remained calm: "I said, any method will do!"

"But no one here will help you!"

Zhou Cheng took a deep breath: "I don't need your help!"

The young man was slightly stunned: "Don't need us?"

After looking around, he snorted, "Whatever you want!"

Zhou Cheng suddenly turned his head and stared at the Third Master and the others excitedly: "Brother Xuan, Brother Xuan can do it!"

A glimmer of light also appeared in the third master's frightened eyes.

But Song Linglong shook her head: "I just tried it, there is no cell phone signal here!"

“There’s no way to connect!”

When several people heard this, their faces suddenly darkened.

But Zhou Cheng hurriedly put down his backpack, took out a tripod from it, and then took out a metal plate similar to the size of a laptop monitor and placed it on the tripod!

The Third Master frowned: "What is this?"

Zhou Cheng didn't even raise his head: "Starlink antenna!"

"Signals can be received worldwide!"

A glow suddenly appeared on the Third Master's face.

The young man looked confused: "Chief, what is this?"

The old man snorted: "What a strange and cunning trick!"

"It's hard to break my Celestial Empire's magic!"

Boy: “Oh.”

As soon as the two finished talking, Zhou Cheng took a deep breath and said, "Okay!"

He took out his mobile phone, and after some operations, the sound of Zhang Xuan's live broadcast came from the phone!

Several people breathed a sigh of relief and gathered around.

The Third Master hurriedly said, "Brother Zhang Xuan is live streaming, hurry up and connect!"

Zhou Cheng nodded and clicked the plus sign to apply to go on the microphone. However, for some reason, his account seemed to have automatic connection turned on and it connected automatically!
He suddenly came to his senses and shouted: "Brother Xuan, help!"

The originally joyful live broadcast room suddenly became silent.

Lu Dan looked puzzled: "Fuck, why does this person's voice sound familiar?"

The barrage of comments exploded in an instant!

"What the hell???"

"Snow-white long legs!!!"

"Damn, isn't this the second generation of thieves?"

"Hahaha, Brother Xuan is dumbfounded, and I am dumbfounded too!"

“Wonderful, wonderful!!!”

The faint smile on Zhang Xuan's face slowly solidified, and the camera was filled with figures in ancient costumes: "Hmm?"

"Are you going to play a minor role?"

(End of this chapter)