Zhuangyuan Lang watched helplessly as three incomparably sharp broadswords, glinting with icy light, slashed toward him. Yet his heart did not stir in the slightest; it was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.
He slowly closed his eyes and quietly awaited death's arrival, as if all of this had been decreed by fate and could not be escaped.
Just as the three thugs thought victory was already in their grasp and were smug with delight, Chen Xiaofan suddenly appeared like lightning!
His figure was as swift as the wind, drifting as unpredictably as a ghost. In an instant, he blocked Zhuangyuan Lang and forcefully shoved him aside.
In that instant, the three thugs' broadswords struck Chen Xiaofan fiercely. Yet, to everyone's astonishment, those seemingly indestructible blades were as fragile as tofu, shattering into countless fragments that scattered across the ground.
At the same time, an overwhelming aura erupted from Chen Xiaofan's body, blasting the three thugs several yards away.
This sudden turn of events left the three thugs utterly stunned, their faces filled with disbelief and intense resentment.
They had never imagined that, at this critical moment, Chen Xiaofan would appear again—and that he would so effortlessly block their full-force attack!
They only felt incredibly unlucky. Both times, just as they were about to succeed, Chen Xiaofan had forcibly stopped them! They were cursed with eight lifetimes' worth of rotten luck!
However, that was not what worried them most. What truly terrified them was that Chen Xiaofan had returned alive! Without question, Chen Xiaofan would never let them off easily this time!
At that thought, they immediately panicked, their bodies shaking nonstop. Cold sweat poured down their bodies, and the most timid bandit among them was so frightened that he wet himself on the spot!
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