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Chapter 51 51. Ten Thousand Swords
After saying this, he took out seven or eight small silver bottles from his robe and quickly stuffed them into the hands of Cheng Duoduo, who was lying powerlessly. He said in the most enthusiastic tone of his life:
"Sister, keep these and drink them slowly when you get home. These are all special medicines. If one bottle doesn't work, drink another. With so many bottles, you will eventually become stronger."

Jiang Jianxin saw him taking things out so decisively and quickly, and after a long silence, he asked:

"...stolen before?"

Xie Yanhao nodded:
"I'm a master thief. I can get something good just by reaching out my hand on the street."

Jiang Jianxin understood.

No wonder he took it so readily. Something he got at no cost can eliminate the barriers between the strong, so it is naturally worth it.

"I'm curious, were all those special tools in your robes stolen?"

Jiang Jianxin asked.

Xie Yan shook his head and said with shame:
"Not only that, in fact, this purple robe that can hold a lot of things was also stolen."

Jiang Jianxin: “…”

So, except for the money in his account, everything else this person has was bought for zero yuan?
"Aren't you afraid of retaliation?"

Jiang Jianxin asked doubtfully.

This man was a little too bold. The things he stole were all of great value. She didn't believe that no strong man had ever caused trouble for him before.

Xie Yan shook his head and said:

"Everyone in the supernatural world knows that the sister of the master thief Xie Yan is Xie Yan, one of the Three Fools—so when they are robbed, they will assess their own strength. If they feel that they cannot defeat my sister, they will give up chasing me."

He spread his hands helplessly and said:

"After all, they just lost something. If they were to face Xie Yan, they would lose their lives."

Jiang Jianxin once again refreshed his impression of the fool Xie Yan. This man was not only strong, but also famous for being extremely ruthless, which was why he could allow his own brother to bully others with his power.

She didn't say anything else, but turned to look at He Juping and said:

"Wait until everyone wakes up. Take them away first. I'm going to the city center to destroy the peach tree. If you're injured, don't participate in the battle."

Jiang Jianxin thought for a moment and then said:

"By the way, send a message to Minister Cai and ask her to inform them not to let other talented people come near Zhenbei City again."

He Juping nodded, his eyebrows lowered, and he said solemnly:

"Row."

Jiang Jianxin touched his chin, turned to look at Xie Yan and said:

"Don't come with me. I don't know if there are any survivors in the city. Go and look around. If there are any, evacuate them to the edge of the city."

After a pause, she added:
"You can also go look for your sister. If you find her, don't let her come to the city center."

Xie Yan asked nervously:

"Can you really do this alone?"

He was mainly afraid that this person would fail to destroy the formation by himself, causing all his efforts to be wasted.

Jiang Jianxin nodded and said with deep eyes:

"With your nutrient solution, I won't have any trouble breaking the formation. The main thing is that this is a major battle. To prevent a third party from taking advantage, I'll first use my Thousand Hanging Swords to seal off the battlefield."

"So it's best if everyone else doesn't approach the city center. My sword has no eyes."

After hearing this, and recalling the strength Jiang Jianxin had shown before, Xie Yan felt much more at ease, and he also promised easily:

"Don't worry, Hanging Sword is so dangerous. If I find my sister, I will definitely not let her go."

Jiang Jianxin showed a secret smile. This was the sentence she was waiting for.

If there was one uncertainty factor that she feared most in this battle, it would undoubtedly be the Three Fools in the city.

Xie Yan's Fool power was beyond Jiang Jianxin's imagination. If she got involved in the battlefield, it would be a real trouble.

He Juping was guarding the members of the War Alliance, but Xie Yan had already left.

Jiang Jianxin drew out the Tangguang Sword and wiped the blood and flesh off it until the blade was gleaming brightly before sheathing it and preparing to depart. Thanks to the rapid effects of the recovery potion, Cheng Duoduo was able to sit up a bit. She looked at Jiang Jianxin with eyes full of hope and reluctance.

Before she turned and left, she shouted:

"Master Jiang, you must succeed and come back alive!"

Jiang Jianxin said "Uh" and turned around:

"actually……"

She paused and didn't continue.

In fact, when her energy is full and she can use all the sword styles of the Sword Master, she is completely invincible and there is no possibility of her dying.

But she thought that Cheng Duoduo didn't know all this. She was just a B-level talent, and she was using her disability to ensure the whole team's escape. In her eyes, going to the city center to challenge the mastermind alone was very dangerous, even impossible.

This is a cognitive difference caused by the huge gap in ability strength between B and S+.

But it is undeniable that Cheng Duoduo has always treated her as a friend and cared about her seriously.

This sentence is the most earnest expectation and blessing in the cognition of a B-level talent.

Therefore, Jiang Jianxin just smiled comfortingly, winked at Cheng Duoduo and said:
"Don't worry, I will succeed."

After saying this, she picked up the narrow sword.

The slender figure leaped into the air, and as the ends of her hair brushed past the half-tilted billboard support, the rusty iron sheet whimpered softly in the wind.

When the last piece of clothing brushed past the broken neon tubes of the distant city, the girl's figure faded into the deep twilight, like a ray of white light falling into a boiling golden ocean.

Only the peeling paint on the billboard was still rustling, reflecting the burning sunset in the sky.

……

In the center of Zhenbei City, a thousand-foot-tall peach tree stretched out its branches in the twilight, and dark red veins bulged on its twisted trunks.

Above the lush treetops, a man in white shirt was meditating on a branch.

He was surrounded by peach blossoms that were blooming more and more brightly. Twisted and struggling human faces emerged from the stamens from time to time. Sticky blood oozed out from the flowers and dripped onto the branches.

As if sensing something, he gently opened his eyelids.

Two long swords buzzed around him, the left sword gleaming as clear as a crescent moon on a willow branch, while the right sword shone as cold and heavy as the light floating on a glacier.

The man in white shirt stood up and said calmly:

"Don't stop, follow me and fight."

The two swords danced and circled, emitting clear light.

The next second after he spoke, the sky suddenly rang with the sound of tearing silk, and thousands of heavy black iron swords broke through the clouds and fell.

The moment the cold light poured down, the peach blossom sea stretching for miles was stirred by the sword energy and turned red all over the sky.

Xie Yan raised his hand, and an invisible force spread out. A blood-colored air shield rose with him as the center, expanding within a few seconds, covering the entire giant peach tree.

"boom------"

The sound of metal colliding shook the whole area. The hundred-foot-long sword edge touched the barrier but it was like snow falling on lava, turning into fireflies in the steaming blood mist.

"receive--"

The rain of swords stopped falling, and Ji Changqing also put away his blood shield. He looked at the girl in white who appeared silently on the horizon as the night fell along with the rain of swords. She stood in the air with the lingering sword intent.

The young man in white narrowed his eyes and said slowly:

"It was my fault. The treasure scroll didn't even hold you captive."

"How are you, Junior Sister?"

"Or maybe I should call you, Changguang Sword Master—Jiang Jianxin."

(End of this chapter)