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Compared to the boat on the river.
Lin Tian's expression was indifferent, as if he was holding this long blade that was flickering with cold light, as if he was breathing.
"How is that possible?"
He looked at Lin Tian in astonishment.
He was the direct disciple of Master Zhantian and had also learned the skill "Heaven Cleaving Technique". This skill was known to be unstoppable and invincible, but what was the result?
Lin Tian blocked the blade.
"What's going on?" Mo Shaoyang and Han Wenwen were dumbfounded.
"Who are you?" Xue Daisha's beautiful eyes widened as he asked this question.
Lin Tian looked at Xue Disha and gently smiled, but didn't say anything. However, at this time, his hand moved, and the blade he held in directly snapped.
It was broken!
"Bang ~ ~ ~"
Just as he was about to draw his saber, his hand loosened and he immediately staggered back. Then, he fell on his butt onto the ground.
Lin Tian held the half blade in his hand and flicked his finger. The half blade spun around and flew out, cutting off the rope on Han Wenwen's body and sticking it into the ground.
"Shaoyang."
Han Wenwen immediately got up and ran to Mo Shaoyang's bedside, hugging Mo Shaoyang tightly.
Lin Tian indifferently looked at the two of them.
"Thank you for your help, senior." Mo Shaoyang looked excitedly at Lin Tian.
Lin Tian smiled slightly and pointed his finger at Mo Shaoyang. A golden light shot out from his finger and entered Mo Shaoyang's forehead.
"This is?" Mo Shaoyang was shocked.
"Abandoning the Mo Clan's cultivation technique, practicing this technique, can cure your illness." Lin Tian looked blankly at Mo Shaoyang, and said: "Now bring Han Wenwen and leave this place."
"Senior, how do you know who we are?" Mo Shaoyang widened his eyes.
Lin Tian did not say anything else.
Seeing Lin Tian smile, Mo Shaoyang knew that Lin Tian did not intend to say anymore, so he said somewhat dejectedly: "Alright, we understand."
Saying that …
He pulled Han Wenwen out of the room.
Xue Disha did not stop him. After all, Mo Shaoyang had no way to run away, so it was more important to figure out Lin Tian's identity.
When they left, he finally came back to his senses. He looked at the broken blade in his hand and his face darkened. After all, he was a master at the peak of the Transcendent realm.
This blade was one of his favorite blades. But now, it was broken by someone, and it even made him sit on the ground miserably.
"Eight slots, I want you dead!"
His eyes were bloodshot, his heart was broken, his feet were twisted in an octagonal pattern, his palms were erect, and the edges of his palms were as sharp as knives.
With a step, his entire body changed from extreme movement to extreme calm, and he rushed towards Lin Tian. Ever since he became a disciple of Grandmaster Zhan Tian, when had he ever suffered such a loss?2
The martial arts of the island nation not only trained in the martial arts of the dragon country, but also focused on tempering the physical body and martial arts.
The explosive power of some martial skills and their might, even to the extent that their lethality surpasses the martial arts of the Dragon Country.
It was similar to the assassin's one-hit killing technique. At this point in time, River Sanjia was able to unleash this kind of technique.
Through the activation of the secret technique, every acupoint, every meridian, and every part of the body of the River Sanjia burst with an unprecedented power. His heart was beating rapidly as a huge amount of blood was transmitted to his entire body.
Green veins bulged all over his body and his muscles bulged.
As for the riverbank, it was already rushing over like a locomotive. It used its palm as a blade and used the sky slashing technique once more …
Although he had no saber in his hand, this slash seemed to split space into two halves.
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