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The man held his nose and raised his head. The moment he saw the sword, he was stunned for a few seconds.

It was this white gang that adhered to the fist and broke the bridge of his nose before, but now, it actually appeared on the sword again.

Before he could think about it, Zhang Shouan raised his hand directly.

Cut it down with one sword.

The white sword light cut through the night, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and struck straight at the man's face.

The man's pupils continued to dilate, the sword light inside was getting closer and closer, and the vague killing intent was gradually revealed.

After the sword light passed, the blood on his face had long disappeared, and his whole person seemed to be lifeless, standing there like a zombie.

However, there was not a single wound on his body. He looked exactly the same as before, as if he had never experienced anything.

Everyone present thought it was a bluff and laughed out loud.

After all, how could you, a furnace cauldron, suddenly have such strong strength?

"I'm laughing so hard. What are you doing? Are you tickling me?"

Before the man could finish his words, someone else spoke next to him.

"I think he was so frightened that he couldn't hold the sword firmly, and he still had to show off after cutting it into the air."

"After all, I am Senior Sister Jiang's master. She is very good in bed, and her swordsmanship... hahahahaha."

Several of the onlookers looked at each other, and before the smiles fully spread on their faces, half of the wooden beam fell from behind the man who was standing still in the center.

The cut was extremely smooth, showing how sharp the cutting object was. It fell to the ground with a soft sound.

Although the sound was not loud, the sound seemed to echo in the hearts of several people, causing their smiles to freeze on their faces and their laughter to suddenly stop.

Since even the wooden beam behind him has been cut off, what about the people in front?

Several people swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva unconsciously, looked at the figure in the center, and clenched their fists unconsciously.

A line of blood suddenly emerged from his body, and his entire body seemed to be divided into two, neatly divided into two parts from his left shoulder to his right rib.

The blood line is straight, which is enough to show the superb swordsmanship of the person wielding the sword.

Among the onlookers, someone subconsciously took a step back and stepped on the broken wood, making a small "click" sound.

Just as the voice sounded, the blood line on the man in the center suddenly exploded, shooting out several streams of blood.

The remaining half of his body fell limply, while the upper part slowly slipped from the incision, and finally fell to the ground.

Internal organs, muscles, bones, every layer is clearly visible.

The dead silence in the audience was instantly broken, leaving only the sound of a few people's hearts beating wildly.

Although they have killed people, they even made a living from it.

But the scene in front of them subverted several people's thoughts.

So straightforward, so decisive, such swordsmanship...

Is it really that furnace?

While several people were still stunned, Zhang Shouan sheathed his sword.

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