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Chapter Ninety-Eight: Yu Wenli


Which is more eye-catching, the sword in hand or the person with the sword?

It wasn't a longsword used by ordinary people, nor was it a two-handed broadsword used by the Flying Knights.Somewhere in between, the longsword with enhanced slashing power, a dark red scabbard, and a regular arrangement of seven gems, spitting a soft or dazzling light.On the sword body like flowing water and luminous light, the complex and exquisite lines are almost natural, and the swallowing place of the sword is filled with cloud dragon patterns, and the two eyes of the cloud dragon exude purple light.The man, a black shirt, had only four dark gold moire stripes on each shoulder.White shoes, black hair.Keep your head down and your eyes down.Step by step, he was walking towards the middle of the field.Here, the few Diao people who were knocked out by the sword-wielding man all struggled to get up, all with injuries on their bodies, and an oblique sword mark appeared on their chests, and the sword qi had already entered their bodies, but it didn't kill them, only let a lot of blood from their bodies come out of their already tattered clothes.The visitor walked step by step, not looking up at the arena or looking around, his eyes were always fixed on the direction five or six meters in front of his toes.Knocked to the ground, Han Ben suddenly felt a lightness on his body, and he could finally take a breath, while secretly scolding his body, "What the hell, what about my lights, come out, purple, green, red?"

All come out, what am I doing, I'm weak now, and I'm being bullied by a bunch of old Diao people who can't eat enough and a little flower child. ”Han Ben was also struggling to get up, and finally when Han Ben followed his brother as a gangster, he had a lot of experience in beatings, and he was not knocked out this time.Here, the sword-wielding young man finally came to Han Ben's body, and at this moment, more than a dozen severed hands in the field were shocking, and one of the few people who had their wrists cut off passed out directly in pain.And the remaining few, kneeling on the ground and gritting their teeth, held on to keep themselves from fainting, while their hands kept tugging, trying to find everything that could stop the bleeding.However, the speed of their blood loss was beyond their expectations, and in a moment another Tannite was frightened to death in fear and pain.The sword-wielding man skipped Han Ben and finally let Han Ben see his face clearly.At the same time, Han Ben also knew that he was saved by the person in front of him.The face is handsome, especially the two eyebrows, which rise like clouds.The nasal bone buds rise, like the new shoots of spring seedlings, upright without losing grace.His lips were thin and pursed, and it seemed that this man was not a man of many words.The eyes are cold and sharp, and the way he walks and posture has both the atmosphere of a king and the elegance of a celebrity.Looking at the sword in his hand, a scabbard is worth a fortune.Dare to swagger through the market with a sword that you know at a glance is not ordinary under such poor public security.is either a big idiot or a ruthless character, and the person in front of him obviously belongs to the latter.The sword-bearers did not look at the people who had fallen on either side of him, as if their deaths had nothing to do with him."

Who the are you, you dare to kill people here, I want to ......"

"Poof" The sword-wielding man swung his sword again and pierced the throat of the old Andaman who opened his mouth.The long and wide sword body stretched out more than a foot long from the back of the old man's neck, and blood shot out directly from the back of his neck, and blood and blood foam continued to flow out of his mouth."

Uh-uh-uh-uh......"

The old man who was pierced in the throat couldn't even scream, and was nailed to the ground."

Rub" and "Dong" took the sword back, and the corpse fell to the ground.The visitor lifted his face and swept around with a fierce gaze.These Diao people at the scene didn't know where such a ruthless person came from, and they didn't dare to look at the person who came, they could only hold their respective wounds with their hands, and their legs kept trembling."

Get out."

The visitor spat lightly, and the remaining Diao people and children suddenly ran around in horror as if they had been amnestied.At this moment, Han Ben finally staggered up from the ground and saw the broken hands on the ground and the corpses of those Diao people who wanted to rob him just now.These people had already bled to death or were simply frightened to death by their injuries, including two children who had stolen Han Ben's medal in the first place.Han Ben took the medal back again, then straightened up and wanted to say thank you to the person in front of him who saved him."

That, big brother, thank you, if it weren't for you, I would have been robbed all today, ............

I?"

Before Han Ben finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by the sword-wielding boy."

Can you go?"

The sword-wielding boy didn't even look at Han Ben, and with a "swish", he put the sword back into its sheath.Speak indifferently.After saying these three words, he turned around and walked forward with his back to Han Ben."

Ah, ah, you can go, you can go," Han Ben nodded hurriedly.Han Ben looked at the back of the sword-wielding young man walking not far in front of him as he walked, and muttered in his heart: "I said big brother, do you want to be really ruthless, that face is like the protagonist of an idiot Long Aotian Shuangwen novel, but your sword is really good, he meows, it's very expensive."

What a nobleman, hey, how can he go with me?

”Han Ben found that although the sword-wielding young man in front of him was walking in front of him, it seemed that he was heading towards the same destination as Han Ben, because he was about to turn to the office of the Shocking Lan Mansion.Sure enough, the sword-wielding boy came to the gate of the office of the Shocking Lan Mansion and stopped, handed the sword to his left hand, took out an object from his arms, and handed it to the gatekeeper at the gate."

I'm going, he's also a new student this year" Han Ben saw what the sword-wielding boy took out, of course Han Ben recognized it, it was a shocking seal.In other words, the sword-wielding young man in front of him is also a genius who is about to report to the Shocking Lan Mansion."

Wow, I've really waited for one today, it looks like we can go together, but this guy doesn't seem to be willing to deal with people."

Han Ben thought to himself.I only heard the sword-wielding young man say to the inside of the gatehouse: "Yu Wenli, a native of Great Xia, go to the Jinglan Mansion." ”It's gone, just a few words, shut up.The concierge at the gate was routine, and after checking Yu Wenli's shocking seal, he directly welcomed Yu Wenli in, and didn't ask much, in this office for so many years, I have seen many young geniuses, some of them have eyes above the top, and there are many who have tails to the sky.Geniuses have the arrogance of geniuses, and they will not restrain their pride until they are severely hit by reality.Han Ben saw Yu Wenli follow the porter inside, and hurriedly went up to set it up."

Hey, Brother Yu Wenli, it turns out that you are also a new student of this year's Jinglan Mansion, and so am I, I will leave the day after tomorrow."

Yu Wenli didn't seem to hear Han Ben talking to him at all, and walked step by step behind the porter, his eyes always staring at five or six meters in front of his two toes.It's as if nothing exists around you.Seeing that Yu Wenli ignored himself, Han Ben touched his nose, and muttered in his heart, "Ma Madi, you are handsome, you can see no one, Lao Tzu, I am also a young genius, hehe, although I was robbed by a group of bastards just now."

Then what the hell can't I do if the light on me doesn't come out.Damn, look at people holding a sword and pulling the wind, how powerful, what about me, those lights are gone, and I can't even beat a few begging flowers, it's too sad. ”(Han Ben: Author, you wrote me so weak on purpose, just like me, I still save the world?)

Trickster: Take your time, there will be strength, there will be power, there will be power, but it won't make you feel better.Han Ben: Me??

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