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Chapter 352 You scolded them out! (4)

You call them out! (4)

puff!
The tip of the sword was ready to stab Noor Khan's left leg... the trouser leg.

Folding back a few steps away, Nurhan looked at his punctured clothes with lingering fear, and laughed out loud.

"Just because you, a mountain villager, want to kill me?"

"His Royal Highness, I have been stabbed!"

Hao Daxia looked at his torn trouser leg, but he felt refreshed, he did it, he stabbed it, even though it was only the trouser leg.

Shen Fengchu gasped and chuckled, "Of course, because you are a swordsman now!"
"Swordsman?" Nurhan snorted coldly, "Go to hell!"

Before he finished speaking, he had already struck out again.

The broad scimitar turned into a piece of light and shadow.

"Hero, close your eyes!" Shen Fengchu put his hands on the ground to prevent himself from falling, "Hold your sword tightly, relax your breath, and listen carefully!"

Hao Daxia did as he said.

"Upper left, stab!"

"Bottom right, cut!"

"Three steps back, squat!"

……

Under Shen Fengchu's command, Hao Daxia flew the wooden sword in his hand, attacking Nur Khan who was rushing forward time and time again, forcing him to change his moves again and again.

After ten strokes, the two of them did not fall down.

However, Shen Fengchu coughed violently, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, he could no longer support himself, and collapsed to the ground.

He didn't hear his notification sound, Nurhan cut it with a knife, Hao Daxia only felt a sharp pain in his arm, and he fell out.

He looked sideways at Shen Fengchu, and his eyes reached him, only to see Shen Fengchu smiling weakly at him.

"Hero, I'm sorry!"

After saying these five words, he passed out again.

Ignoring Hao Daxia who fell to the ground, Nurhan strode towards Shen Fengchu.

"Don't move him!"

Standing up, Hao Daxia held the wooden sword and rushed straight to Nurhan.

It was the first time he used a sword with his left hand, but it was exceptionally smooth.

Then, without Shen Fengchu's guidance, how could he block Nurhan.

Nurhan backhanded a knife, and the scimitar pierced straight into his body.

"You say don't move, I'm going to let you watch me today and kill him with my own hands!" Nurhan gave him a sideways glance, raised his leg, and kicked him away.

Xiaobai, who fell in the reeds, rushed forward again, but was also kicked away by him, with a cracking sound, his leg bones broke, and he struggled several times, but was finally unable to get up.

Hao Daxia fell to the ground, gritted his teeth, got up again, and stabbed Nurhan with his sword.

The scimitar rises again.

Blood flew up, and Hao Daxia flew upside down again.

Time and time again, Hao Daxia suffered more and more wounds, and the blood soaked the rough clothes on his body.

"Don't move him!"

Gritting his teeth, he got up from the ground again and stood in front of Shen Fengchu who was unconscious on the ground. Nurhan raised his leg and kicked him away.

"Just because of you, you want to stop me?!" Looking sideways at the bloody mountain villager in front of him, Nurhan was full of contempt, "If someone like you can be a swordsman, then A fool can become a hero!"

He stepped forward.

Hao Daxia supported the ground with his sword, and stood up unsteadily.

Click!

The wooden sword snapped and he almost fell to the ground.

His body and face were covered with blood, and the blood that flowed down almost covered his eyes.

Looking sideways, he glanced at Shen Fengchu who was beside him. He didn't raise his hand to wipe the blood on his face, but closed his eyes tightly.

Breathe easily and listen.

Then he heard.

The sound of the wind, the sound of Shen Fengchu's extremely light breathing, Xiaobai who stood up vigorously but fell down again... Also, the sound of Nurhan's footsteps.

(End of this chapter)