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Chapter 89 89. Invincible, so cool
A silent and solemn atmosphere spread among the crowd, and Jiang Jianxin could see from their eyes that they were wary of him.

The door of the safe house was closed and not yet ready to be opened. Jiang Jianxin didn't want to squeeze with them, so he chose a place with fewer people and stood there.

The sword master in white stood holding a sword, the silver-white pixelated scabbard leaning against his shoulder, the cold iron scabbard condensing into a frosty color in the dim light.

When the wind blew by, the dark blue hairband brushed across the girl's brow, and her loose long hair was dotted with tiny rays of light. Her back was as straight as a pine tree under the snow, and she lowered her eyes as if dozing off. The crowd formed an invisible arc three feet away from her.

The crowd's gazes moved back and forth over her sword, their eyes filled with fear and awe. The circle of talented people closest to her was even more silent, and the atmosphere became oppressive for a moment.

Jiang Jianxin narrowed his eyes and saw the reactions of the talented people around him.

After becoming a famous war giant, he attracted people's attention almost wherever he went.

She thought she would feel cramped and uncomfortable, but when she really became that person, she actually felt an inexplicable sourness.

This kind of pleasure comes from one's own strong strength and the respect of people around him.

——Who doesn’t like the feeling of being respected all the time?
Jiang Jianxin recalled that when he was a child he had just become a disciple of Lord Changying. At that time, Lord Changying had been the Sword Master for only a hundred years.

One day, she went to the sword hall to practice swordplay. Snowflakes rustled and crushed on the bluestone steps. She held her sword, her fingertips clenched in red from the cold, and heard the whispers of the outer disciples lingering in her ears.

"The most lonely and stingy person in the world..."

"Yes, Lord Changying is all alone, and he doesn't have anyone who understands him - it's really lonely up there."

“Have pity!”

……

In my memory, Jianping is covered with a layer of blue-gray mist.

The woman in red swung her sword in the air, leaving several afterimages, and the last sword cut through the snow curtain hanging from the dome.

The cold star-like sword light illuminated the thin frost on the woman's brow and also reflected the burning flames in her eyes.

"Master, they say being invincible is lonely."

The child's confused voice trembled in the north wind.

Changying Jun threw the Suichang sword into its sheath with his backhand. The friction sound of the sword entering the sheath startled the crows under the eaves.

She squatted down and laughed out loud, and when her calloused palms covered the girl's head, white hot steam was still steaming.

"Little fool."

The Sword Master's index finger brushed across the girl's frozen nose.

"Have you ever seen the wolves of the northern frontier? When they rip open the throats of their prey, do they find the hot blood too hot?"

Before she could reply, Chang Yingjun had already turned and kicked up the accumulated snow. Her voice was like the sound of metal and stone amidst the jade-like sky:

"The joys of this world are strong liquor that cannot be softened by the sour words of the weak. Remember—"

The sword suddenly broke through the air and cut off the ice edge that was about to fall three feet away.

"How can being invincible be lonely?"

"Invincible... so cool!"

The last half of the sentence is mixed with the crisp sound of ice spikes falling to the ground, echoing with the sound of pine waves in the distance.

Jiang Jianxin stared blankly at the winding sword marks on the snow, and suddenly felt that the cold wind blowing in his face had become a scorching knife.

Many things happened later, so many that the red hem was finally bleached by the frost and snow of the northern border, when Jiang Jianxin learned to use the Tangguang Sword to cut off the snow waves.

The last red maple tree outside the mountain gate has been corroded into gray by the cold fog, and the sword master of that year has finally become a small stone tablet.

Trapped forever in the heavy snow of ten years ago.

Jiang Jianxin blinked and slowly came back to his senses from his daze.

Those sad memories were like the damp rainy season, making her wrist feel stiff and sore when wielding the sword.

The most urgent thing now is to grab the safe house, and not let down at the critical moment.

So she blinked, took a deep breath, and slowly gathered her scattered thoughts.

Look at the gray house in front of you.

As the daylight progressed and the first rays of dusk covered the sky, a circle of blue light slowly emerged around the gray house.

"Om - hum -"

Jiang Jianxin saw a layer of blue protective film closing from the bottom to the top, forming a hooded wall that appeared outside the house. In front of the door was written: [0/10] "Ten people! Kill those in front of the door first!"

Someone shouted, and black flying blades attacked the crowd densely.

"Swish swish swish——"

"Puff puff--"

Soon, the people closest to the door became blue pixels scattered on the ground.

[The safe house is opening...]

【ten……】

【Nine……】

New words appeared on the wall of the cover, and this time the countdown started directly.

At the same time, the crowd near the house began to riot.

"boom----"

A woman suddenly raised her arms, and golden light condensed above her head. Dozens of light arrows shot out, and the three charging strong men instantly turned into charred corpses and then dispersed into blue pixel blocks.

"Get out of here!" The man behind had white light in his eyes, and the yellow earth in the wilderness floated up and turned into thousands of earth blades forming a vortex storm.

The golden arrow collided with the loess torrent, and a large amount of dust was ejected with a "boom".

【seven……】

【six……】

Jiang Jianxin ducked to avoid the scorching fireball that passed over his head and smelled a burning smell coming from behind him.

A red fire python sprang out from the palm of the tattooed man and swallowed half of a girl's body.

Amidst screams, seven shadow tentacles suddenly emerged from the ground, nailing the tattooed man in mid-air, and blood rain mixed with blue pixels poured onto the charred ground.

"Five seconds left!" the lame old man roared, throwing out a seed. Dark green vines burst out of the ground, entangling the three gifted practitioners who were casting spells. The woman in the white dress seized the opportunity to deploy her shield and lead her teammates towards the barrier. However, before they reached it, a silver arc of electricity struck from the side, blasting the spider web apart.

【Four……】

【three……】

The crowd was like a compressed can of sardines. The loess storm and the light arrows collided again. Jiang Jianxin also joined the battle. She did not dodge the attacks at all. She swung her fists and smashed everyone who tried to stop her into blue pixels.

[HP -1599]

[HP -978]

[HP -2741]

……

There were constant reminders in her head that her blood volume was decreasing, which was caused by the attack from someone in the crowd who had been staring at her for a long time.

They originally wanted to hit her arm that was swinging the sword, but they didn't expect that the Sword Master would not play by the rules. He didn't use the sword at his waist at all, but just swung his fist and hit.

Therefore, they could only target her and attack her.

But what they didn't expect was that their attack was nothing compared to the Sword Master's eleven-digit health bar.

The blows were like tickling Jiang Jianxin, and did not pose any threat to her.

【two……】

【one……】

The moment the countdown reached zero, the protective cover door disintegrated into a spot of light, and the door of the safe house burst open.

At this time, Jiang Jianxin also relied on her invincible health bar and sharp fists to successfully kill her way to the door.

Looking at the dark and open door of the safe house, she stepped in without hesitation.

[1/10]

The safe house welcomed its first resident.

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