Back Off, Let Me Come

"A... sword in the hands of a kind, loving mother???"

Shen Tang was confused, are you sure it's the sword and not the thread?

Also, the second half of the sentence actually reads "Split on the wanderer"!

This "loving mother" is poisonous.

If the first sentence is understandable—after all, no matter how good-tempered a loving mother is when she meets a son who cheats her, she will be forced to lose her temper. Otherwise, why would “a filial son be born under a stick”—but the following sentence can really shock her A whole year!

[Eighteen blows per second, the sword strikes critically. 】

Shen Tang's first reaction was——

Is the "youzi" cold?

Can this unscrupulous horror literature really break the game? ? ?

She doubted her instincts.

Also felt outrageous, there was the official leader who was dragged off his horse by Shen Tang forcibly - he was actually dragged off his horse by an exiled prisoner in his early ten years old!

At the same time, a real murderous intention was born.

If you don't kill Gong thief today, you will be troubled tomorrow!

Adhering to the principle of "do not move like a mountain, move like thunder", he suddenly accumulated strength in his arm, retracted the tip of the spear he was holding, and stabbed out again with lightning speed, aiming at Shen Tang's left eye.

Who knows——

The expected piercing of the skull by the tip of the gun did not happen, and he encountered a resistance that could almost numb his mouth on the way.

Zheng!

The tip of the spear touched the body of the sword. It was an ancient sword with a simple shape and a sharp sword body. There was a faint sound of dragons singing and tigers roaring.

And the person holding the sword is Shen Tang!

Seeing this scene, the official leader's pupils trembled slightly.

The two wrestled and were at a stalemate.

This also gave Shen Tang some time to breathe.

With this little time, I don't know whether to use it to complain about "the sword in the hand of a loving mother" can actually conjure a sword, or to pity me who is holding the blade with bare hands-as a painter who loves her career, in her heart, her hands are definitely Body parts more important than brains!

Just now, he couldn't control his anger, and actually used his precious right hand to catch the point of the gun with his bare hands.

Fortunately, I didn't hurt my bones, otherwise I wouldn't be able to hold a paintbrush for the rest of my life. What fun is there in this life?

And the person in front of her who hurt her right hand——

Shen Tang's eyes were cold.

Today, let her "loving mother" teach this over-age boy a good lesson!

Just when the two were at a stalemate, Shen Tang made a wrong step, and the Xueliang sword brushed the long halberd, and the distance was instantly shortened.

At the same time, he whispered the insane last sentence silently——

[Eighteen blows per second, the sword strikes critically. 】

The moment she took out the sword, an invisible but powerful force gathered from Danfu to her right hand, not only making the heavy sword in her hand as light as a feather, but also her arm seemed to be equipped with eighteen super motors , causing her to leave an afterimage of the sword every time she took out the sword.

Sure enough, it was "swords and swords strike critically".

Originally, he could only use one sword, but now he can use eighteen swords, each of which hits the vital point directly!

The sword shadow and sword light interweave into a web.

It stands to reason that this can turn the head of the official messenger into a hedgehog, but this world is so ignorant of martial arts and science——

He crossed his arms in front of him, and with the condensed black metal wrist guard, he forcibly took down the eighteen swords.

Unscathed!

No, it can't be said that it was unscathed.

At least she picked out his hair crown and bun.

Seeing this scene, Shen Tang almost cursed.

Can this world be better?

The third-rank hairpin is so tricky, so the twenty-rank Chehou, wouldn't he want to ascend in place?

The official leader's expression became more focused, and his eyebrows became more dignified.

When Shen Tang slowed down a bit, he waited for the opportunity to make a move, and punched out a red fist shadow. Shen Tang dodged in time, and the fist shadow hit the ground and exploded into a big hole.

The flying sand blocked her view.

When she regained her sight, a sharp knife slashed down on her head.

He had no choice but to resist with a horizontal sword, slightly bent his knees under the pressure of the huge force, sank his center of gravity, and took the knife abruptly.

The clang of swords and swords makes people's ears ringing and auditory hallucinations.

The official leader: "I underestimated you!"

Menacing, pressing every step of the way.

After a fight, both sides were exhausted, and he failed to take down the prisoner.

Shen Tang's breath was slightly disturbed, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead unknowingly.

It should be known that the strength of the third-class hairpin is two or three times that of the low-ranking official. The leader of the official sentry tried his best every time he swung the knife, and rushed to split her in half. She suspected that her arm was already on the verge of being scrapped.

Because of the severe pain, she was in a particularly bad mood.

"Hmph, obviously I overestimated you."

No way, no way, why pretend to say "I underestimated you"...

Show off your tongue!

"However, this is also for-"

Unaffected by Shen Tang's provocation, the leader of the official mission put away his angry expression, drew his knife and approached quickly, but stopped a foot in front of the latter, his thick eyebrows curled up.

To drink in empty spaces.

"Who is it? Come out!"

Shen Tang was startled when he heard the words, his spine felt cold.

Is there anyone nearby?

At this moment, a magnetic and deep male voice rolled into her ears.

I just heard the man say in a calm manner: "Teeth is strong and lost first, tongue is soft and then preserved, softness can overcome rigidity and weakness overcomes strong."

The official leader's face turned livid after hearing this.

After the words fell, a black and white calligraphy and painting spread out under Shen Tang's feet, and the words flew out and sank into her body one by one.

For a time, he was resurrected with full blood!

The arm is no longer painful, the breath is not disordered, and all the exhausted strength has returned.

No, there is more than that!

She had a hunch that if she used her sword again, it would be not eighteen but thirty-six strokes!

This is obviously a friend!

Could it be that this is the belated novice welfare for traversers?

Seeing Shen Tang's breath recovering quickly, the leader of the official messenger felt like scolding his mother.

Almost gnashing his teeth grinding his back molars.

"Obstruction of official duties, the crime should be punished!"

The man joked: "Then why don't you let me see?"

The leader of the official messenger still did not give up: "Gong's perverse behavior, and you are with Gong's thief, are you not afraid of causing trouble to your upper body?"

"I know better than you why the Gong family was ransacked and exterminated. Who is the thief is still unknown."

The leader of the official messenger knew that he had no chance as soon as he heard it, and if he continued to entangle, what he would face would be Shen Tang joining forces with the man in the dark, and his life would be over by then! As a last resort, he could only drag his knife and retreat facing Shen Tang, retreating a full three to five feet before riding away unwillingly.

Almost at the same time, the calligraphy and paintings under Shen Tang's feet scattered.

With its disappearance, Shen Tang, who had just been beaten with chicken blood, returned to his previous state.

Shen Tang: "..."

The experience period of this buff is too short, right?

When the crisis was over, she sat down on the ground to adjust her breathing, and looked at her hands in disbelief—she was able to survive the start of hell and survive the novice protection period benefits, and even regained a small life...

If one survives, there will be future fortunes!

Wiping away the sweat, Shen Tang looked up and saw a thin young man with blue lips walking out from behind the tree.

Quickly got up and thanked the person: "Thank you, sir, for saving your life."

The young man looked at Shen Tang, squinted his eyes for a while, and said softly: "Thank you. If he hadn't found my trace and shouted, just because you are the male heir of the Gong family, I wouldn't want to save you." People, even want to kill you."

Shen Tang: "..."

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually froze.

Just out of the tiger's den, and into the wolf's den? ? ?

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