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Chapter 43 The outcome is decided
In this originally dead silent moment.

Liu Yuan suddenly shouted, and her clear voice echoed throughout the venue.

Everyone couldn't help but have a strange expression on their face.

The swordsman's brows jumped.

How dare a lowly whore insult me ​​with such vulgar words in front of everyone?

It is extremely insulting!
His surging momentum suddenly relaxed and he was slightly distracted.

however--

Liang Jin has already taken action!
The swordsman quickly regained his composure and faced the enemy with his sword.

"call--!"

As the two of them moved, it seemed as if even the howling wind intensified in an instant.

The wind was blowing violently, and the dust was everywhere, submerging the two people.

Everyone hurriedly covered their eyes with their hands to block the sand, and at the same time tried to open their eyes to see clearly the decisive battle between the two sides.

However, the sky was filled with dust and they couldn't see anything clearly.

"Hiss!"

The horses neighed in fear and struggled desperately against the reins, trying to escape.

Their instinct seemed to make them sense the terrible murderous intent.

Turtle Master also came to his senses and punched Liu Yuan in the face, knocking her to the ground:
"Bitch! How dare you disrespect the boss?"

"If you dare to curse again, I will chop off your head with an axe myself!"

Liu Yuanqiong's nose was hit so hard that it bled.

She had no time to wipe it off, nor to pay attention to the turtle, but hurriedly sat up from the ground and looked towards the duel scene.

Gao Hongzhe trembled with excitement:

"Brother Meng, you must win!"

The wind and sand are too strong.

Everyone's hair and clothes were blown into disarray.

Looking around, all you can see is rolling yellow sand.

In the wind and sand, human figures could be seen flashing faintly, and even the sound of weapons clashing could be heard.

And finally, all that was left in my ears was the whistling of the wind.

Can hear.

But I can't see clearly.

This made everyone very anxious, and they hoped that the strong wind would stop quickly.

Finally, the wind calmed down.

The horses also lowered their heads and were no longer as restless as before.

The yellow sand fell to the ground and the smoke and dust dissipated.

Two figures gradually emerged.

Everyone rubbed their eyes and looked carefully.

Liang Jin and Yidaoke were still standing, but they had already exchanged positions.

This left the two standing back to back.

Liang Jin held the gun in one hand, with the tip of the gun pointing forward.

A swordsman holds the sword with both hands, with the blade in a slashing position.

next moment.

Liang Jin put away his spear, and the swordsman also sheathed his sword.

Finished?
Everyone was confused.

Does this determine the winner?
Who will win and who will lose?

Gao Hongzhe and Liu Yuan looked at the two of them carefully, trying to find any clues.

Merchants and travelers subconsciously held their breath.

The turtle man and the horse thieves were also full of confusion.

They had never encountered such a situation before.

At this time.

The swordsman spoke:

"Good marksmanship!"

He trailed off.

I saw a line of blood appearing on Liang Jin's neck.

Then, a trickle of bright red blood flowed from the wound like a winding thin line.

Before the blood could completely flow out, it was covered by the sand and dust blown by the wind and solidified on Liang Jin's neck.

Gao Hongzhe's eyes were bloodshot:
“Brother Meng!”

His cry was filled with sorrow, as if Liang Jin had been stabbed in the throat.

Liu Yuan also sighed dejectedly:
"It seems that this is my fate."

"I shouldn't have placed my hopes on such a person in the first place."

She lowered her head, prepared to face the consequences of her insults to the swordsman.

On the other hand, the old man and the group of horse thieves all smiled as if it was their right.

The rest of the bystanders looked at the swordsman's figure with fear, as if they were looking at a demon god!
That kid actually dared to challenge such a terrifying warrior. If he doesn't die, who will?
And the swordsman spoke again.

Only this time, his tone became lower:
"Pity."

"If my swordsmanship is not at the Huang level, but at the higher Xuan level."

"So today..."

Yidaoke no longer had the strength to finish his last words.

He fell headfirst to the ground.

A large amount of blood gushed out from his vest.

Everyone was shocked to find that there was a hole from the swordsman's chest to his back!
On the other hand, Liang Jin.

The spear in his hand was covered in blood. It was obvious that the entire spear had pierced the swordsman's chest and was pulled out from his back.

He raised his hand and wiped the blood from his neck.

Then he stood with his gun in hand and laughed heartily:
"Hahahahaha..."

He is injured.

But it was only a flesh wound. The swordsman's knife was swift, cutting through his skin. If it had been any deeper, it would have severed his aorta.

Liang Jin didn't even notice when he was stabbed. It was only after he dodged that he broke out in a cold sweat.

It’s really dangerous!

Unfortunately, Yidaoke no longer has this opportunity.

Liang Jin won.

So he laughed very heartily.

This was the first time he defeated a truly powerful enemy.

This battle also brought him a strange feeling, a feeling of sudden enlightenment, as if he had seen a new level.

It also gave him a new understanding of martial arts.

Before this battle, Liang Jin had only a 50% chance of defeating the swordsman.

After this battle, if the swordsman can be resurrected and fight him again, Liang Jin will have a 90% chance of winning!
This battle completely transformed him.

Although it was a risk.

But totally worth it!

Everyone around was also stunned.

The leader of the horse thieves, Yi Dao Ke, who had been roaming around this area for many years, died at the hands of an unknown kid!
The first to react were the horse thieves:
"The boss actually..."

"Damn! This guy is a real master!"

"Hurry! Run!"

……

The bandits jumped onto their horses, turned around and fled at full speed.

They didn't even bother to collect the swordsman's body.

The old man and a group of prostitutes also wanted to escape.

But they were inside the hay shop, unlike those horse thieves who were at the entrance of the hay shop and could evacuate at any time.

If Gui Gong and his men wanted to escape from the hay shop, they would have to pass by Liang Jin, which made them completely courageous.

Liu Yuan's eyes flashed and she stood up from the ground.

She looked Liang Jin up and down carefully, and sighed secretly:
"This person may not look impressive, but his result is truly...unexpected."

"It seems that this time, I really have a chance to escape from the sea of ​​suffering."

The tourists and vendors around took a long time to fully accept the result.

The swordsman who was like a god or demon in their eyes was actually dead!

That kid actually won?

"This... am I dreaming?"

"The swordsman was so strong, how could he die so suddenly?"

"Looking at this kid, he doesn't look like a great master. How come a swordsman was defeated by him?"

……

For these ordinary people, it is still difficult to accept this result.

After all, they have been traveling this trade route for many years and have heard the legend of the swordsman countless times.

The name of Yidaoke has been prestigious in their hearts for a long time, and they have witnessed Yidaoke killing people easily before.

But when the swordsman died in the blink of an eye, the inherent impression in their minds was shattered, but the inertia of thinking made them seem dull.

Of course, there are also people with flexible thinking.

Two people rushed out of the inn.

The shop owner played the suona and the waiter played the gongs and drums.

They looked so excited, as if they were celebrating a happy event.

The shopkeeper even ran to Liang Jin to congratulate him:

"I've always seen that heroes emerge from youth!"

"Now that the hero has killed a swordsman, his name will surely spread across the desert!"

"Please allow me to tell your story to all travelers who pass by. I will give you silver and dry food as a token of my gratitude!"

"From now on, if heroes come to our shop, we will provide them with food and lodging for free!"

The shopkeeper was very attentive and flattering, completely different from his previous attitude.

Seeing that Liang Jin ignored him, the shopkeeper thought that his flattery was not loud enough.

So he beat the gongs and drums himself and ran into the crowd.

His mind raced, he racked his brains, and quickly composed a desert folk song, which he sang loudly:

"Hey! Hey! The young man stood up, took up his gun, and faced the fierce horse thieves alone. He was not afraid of the galloping horses, and vowed to kill the thieves and avenge his homeland."

"Ah! Ah! The wind is strong and the sand is rolling in the sunset, but the young man's blood is burning like firewood. The bandit leader is as arrogant as a tiger, but the young man's heroic spirit is as fierce as an eagle."

"Ah! Ah! The flashes of swords and spears were like lightning, and the young man bravely rushed forward to kill the enemy. With a wild laugh, the earth shook, and the head of the thief fell to the dust."

"Ah! Ah! The people celebrate with songs, and the young man's heroic name will be spread forever. The Western Desert Gobi is full of great ambitions, and the young heroes are good men."

Every time the shopkeeper sang a few lines, he would shake his head and play the suona.

Liang Jin held the spear and looked at it for a while, and found it really interesting.

What is interesting is not the folk song, but the shopkeeper's inconsistent attitude.

The shopkeeper did not feel embarrassed and continued to sing praises for Liang Jin.

The most excited person was Gao Hongzhe.

He ran to Liang Jin excitedly:

"Brother Meng, today I finally saw what the Jianghu is like!"

"I will never forget this experience!"

Gao Hongzhe has been studying hard all his life and has never experienced the swordplay in the martial arts world.

Although he did not fight a fierce battle today, he still walked between life and death.

At this moment, he felt his heart surging with passion and his blood boiling.

But Liang Jin ignored everyone.

Because his attention was focused on the words that popped up on the panel:

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