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A few minutes later.

The man discovered that whenever he got within a hundred meters of Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan's flying sword would block his way.

But once this limit is exceeded, the flying sword will not advance any further.

It seems that this is the limit.

He sneered:

"I'll see how long you can hold out. I didn't expect to gain something else from this battle."

Clearly, he was referring to the flying sword.

After he finished speaking, he quickened his pace.

A dozen seconds later, he saw Lin Xuan fall to the ground, his face pale.

It seems that manipulating the flying sword is taking a huge toll on this kid.

Every second he maintained this state consumed his internal energy.

All I have to do is stall!

There's no need to lift a finger; this kid will exhaust himself to death.

So he started moving very quickly.

It kept circling around Lin Xuan in an area of ​​more than 100 meters.

Lin Xuan was forced to control his flying sword and follow closely.

The flying sword weaved through the forest like a kite on a string.

The man goes left, it goes left.

The man goes to the right, and it goes to the right.

Just three minutes later.

The flying sword suddenly trembled, as if it were convulsing.

Then, it fell directly to the ground.

With a clang, it seemed filled with resentment.

Not far away, Lin Xuan experienced a rapid fluctuation of true essence.

His body swayed, and then he actually fell backward.

Not moving at all.

The man gave a cold laugh.

He suddenly sprang up and charged straight at Lin Xuan.

It was incredibly fast, rushing for over ten meters in a row.

Just as they were getting closer and closer to Lin Xuan, they suddenly retreated abruptly.

He touched the ground with his feet and his body bounced back like a spring.

It has fallen out of the 100-meter range.

Lin Xuan did not react.

The flying sword did not react at all.

The man frowned.

Are you really dizzy?

He was just testing the waters.

But this time, it seems that Lin Xuan really did fall into a coma.

The man hesitated for a moment, slowed his pace, turned around, and slowly walked away with the flying sword.

Ten meters

九米

八米

He stared intently at the flying sword, his eyes unblinking.

move on.

Three meters

两米

一 米

He stood in front of the flying sword and looked down to examine the small sword carefully.

It is several tens of centimeters long, with a dark red gleam on its blade and fine patterns on it.

He had just squatted down, ready to reach out and touch it.

The fingers were extended, only a few centimeters from the hilt of the sword.

The next second, he suddenly jumped up and retreated.

They retreated several meters in one go, at an astonishing speed.

The flying sword still didn't react.

It lay quietly on the ground.

He's really unconscious...

The man finally began to believe it to some extent.

He shook his head, his lips turning down.

He bypassed the location of the flying sword and walked towards Lin Xuan from the side.

The steps were slow and light, but there was no more hesitation.

He spoke as he walked:

"That's interesting. I didn't expect them to be so strong."

His voice carried a mixture of praise and regret.

He stopped about fifty meters away from Lin Xuan and did not approach him any closer.

Instead, he sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to recover his strength.

He had also expended a lot of energy during the chase with the flying sword.

I stayed there for five or six minutes.

The woods had been quiet for so long.

"He's really unconscious."

The man suddenly opened his eyes, frowned, and looked at Lin Xuan.

He tested it three times in a row.

The first burst of speed, the second touch of the flying sword, the third sitting cross-legged and waiting.

This also gave Lin Xuan three opportunities to "make a move".

Each time, he was prepared to retaliate.

However, Lin Xuan did not react at all, and the flying sword remained quietly on the ground.

The man stood up and dusted off his clothes.

He glanced at the flying sword on the ground, then at Lin Xuan in the distance.

Then, he strode off and headed straight for the flying sword.

He bent down and picked up the flying sword as he approached it.

He held it in his hand and weighed it in his palm; the blade bounced up and down in his hand.

Very light and nimble.

"What a find! I can't believe I've seen a flying sword of this quality!"

His eyes lit up.

He looked around and examined the place.

The patterns on the sword gleamed a dark red light under the moonlight, as if blood were flowing within them.

The man walked several dozen meters further away, increasing the distance between himself and Lin Xuan.

At this moment, they are about 150 meters away from Lin Xuan.

He then sat cross-legged, focusing on recovering his strength while studying the flying sword.

The man lightly slashed his palm with his flying sword.

The blade sliced ​​across my skin, and a sharp pain shot through me.

A cut appeared on my palm, the skin and flesh were torn open, and blood was seeping out.

Exceptionally sharp!

He used very little force to cut his skin.

Blood flowed into the flying sword and slid down the blade to the ground.

What's even more amazing is that its healing ability is extraordinary; normally, such a small wound would heal in a few seconds.

He waited for several minutes, but the wound was still bleeding and showed no signs of healing.

"What a fine sword!"

The more the man looked at it, the more he liked it, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

This sword is even better than he imagined.

suddenly.

Without any warning.

The flying sword suddenly shot up.

The sword jolted violently and broke free from the man's grasp.

It moved incredibly fast, passing straight through the man's body.

It goes in through the left rib and out through the right rib.

With a soft splatter, blood splattered.

The speed was so fast that the man didn't even have time to react.

When he came to his senses, he looked down and saw that there were three narrow holes in his abdomen and chest!

Blood gushed out of the hole.

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword had already passed through his body three times!

Not far away, Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes.

.

"You enter the mountains from this location."

The roadside of the Jiangyun Expressway.

Liu Bo and Ye Jin stopped the car.

Based on Xiao Jin's previous description, they found the long skid mark on the side of the road.

The black tire tracks stretched from the road surface to the shoulder, a shocking sight.

It was already past 8 p.m.

It was completely dark.

The surrounding mountains were pitch black, without a single ray of light.

"Director, let's go, let's split up!"

Ye Jin got out of the car, closed the door, and headed into the mountains.

Liu Bo stopped her.

"Xiao Ye, you stay here. If I'm not out within an hour, contact your superiors immediately!"

His voice was deep and unquestionable.

"director?!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Jin immediately became anxious.

She didn't want to just sit there waiting.

"Ye Jin! This is an order!"

Liu Bo frowned, a rare occurrence, and spoke loudly.

Ye Jin clenched her fists.

Seeing Liu Bo's serious gaze, she pursed her lips and remained silent for a long time before reluctantly nodding.

"I see!"

Liu Bo nodded, his voice softening slightly.

"The one on the other side is level five. If you go in, finding it will only cause trouble."

After saying that, he turned around and disappeared into the dense, dark mountains.

Ye Jin was left standing alone by the highway, pacing back and forth.

In no time at all.

A luxury car was parked nearby.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged man stepped out.