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Chapter Seven Hundred and Nine Nine Tribulations Seventh!(2/2)

The sword spirit danced slowly: "Look, the third move! Life and death are determined by the sword's first strike!"

"This move means that everyone underestimates the power of the sword head, but the person who underestimated it at the beginning will never have a chance to get to know it again in his life, because when he takes action with the sword, he is already a dead man!

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Chu Yang watched attentively and nodded slowly.

My guess was correct, Jian Dun was the most hidden killer among the Nine Tribulations Sword!

"The fourth move is that only through vicissitudes of life can one know the silent soul!"

"Jian Dun has always been quiet and silent; but there is a saying from the ancients: Silence is golden! And on the road of martial arts and heaven, it is even more so. Silent people generally have a tough mind! Moreover, silent people,

It will make the enemy even more confused about what is true and what is true. You must know that talking too much will lead to mistakes!"

Sword Spirit said: "So, only after the vicissitudes of the world change, can we know the true meaning of the word silence. But, it is still too late."

The sword spirit's voice was somewhat mocking.

Chu Yang chewed on these words, and his mouth was filled with fragrance.

These four sword techniques are just like the principles of dealing with others.

However, Chu Yang really didn't expect that such a sword move that focuses on killing would actually contain such a truth... It seems a bit ironic...

Moreover, Jian Dun seems to be silent and clumsy, but all four of Jian Dun's sword techniques are insidious and vicious killing moves!

Every move made Chu Yang, the master of the Nine Tribulations Sword, feel terrified when he saw it! Not to mention the enemy...

Chu Yang murmured four sword moves to himself, then closed his eyes, drew his sword and danced! In an instant, he was intoxicated...

"The great clumsiness has no edge and the sky is about to sink,

The sword has no edge and no cold;

Life and death are determined by Fang Xiao's sword,

Only through vicissitudes of life do we know the silent soul!”

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Chapter completed!
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