Young White Horse: The Poison Sword Master of the Wen Family, Shocking the Apocalypse

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After Wen Yanzhao relit the candle, he took a closer look. The wound where his thumb touched the sword blade was so deep that the bone was visible. The wound was as smooth as the chopped-off corner of a table!

But Wen Yanzhao was not panicked. As the master of all poisons, he had been immersed in poisons for many years, so his wounds naturally recovered differently from ordinary people.

In just a few breaths, the bleeding from the wound stopped and the skin on both sides gradually closed.

After sheathing the sword, Wen Yanzhao placed Chengying on the table and began to look for related martial arts props that could store items.

"System, can it match the current reputation of the space storage props or skills?"

Wen Yanzhao communicated with the system through his thoughts, and after a moment the system responded -

[Host, there is no space storage item in the martial arts world, but...]

"What's the matter? Have you, a system, also learned to be hesitant to speak?" Wen Yanzhao was speechless.

[However, there is a book called "Searching for Things" that I have found so far that meets the host's needs.]

"What are you waiting for? Open it and let me see!"

Wen Yanzhao was overjoyed. He didn't expect that there would be such a buggy martial art in the world of martial arts.

[Name of the Skill: Retrieving Objects from a Bag]

[Kung Fu Type: Plagiarism, Storage Kung Fu]

[Realm requirements: Freedom realm]

【Introduction to the Exercise】

[1. To activate, you need to gather your inner strength, and it is applicable to those above the Freedom Realm]

[2. The initial storage space is one cubic meter, and the space will expand in proportion to the host's realm and internal strength]

[3. Living organisms cannot be stored, including but not limited to humans, animals, plants, etc.]

[Exchange requirement: 2000 reputation]

[Host, please stop looking at me. You poor fellow should just go and accumulate fame! ]

"Why are you swearing? I..."

Wen Yanzhao was once again looked down upon by the damn system, and he raised his hand but put it down helplessly.

[Look, I’m anxious! ]

"Hurry up and shut it down for me. This is the first time I've encountered such a wise system. How unlucky..."

Wen Yanzhao's face was already red at this moment, and the system tactfully withdrew.

Wen Yanzhao, realizing that his fame was far from enough, regretted his previous conservative behavior.

Now that I can't learn space storage skills, I can't use the hundreds of bottles of various poisons whenever I want, and many items are not convenient to carry with me.

Defeating someone at the Vajra Mortal Realm will earn you 100 reputation each; defeating someone at the Free Earth Realm will earn you 500 reputation each.

Let’s not talk about Xiaoyao Tianjing for now. With his swordsmanship combined with the use of poison, he can easily defeat someone under Fuyao!

However, Wen Yanzhao was thinking about a question at this moment, whether defeating and killing were two different concepts.

After all, he had just entered the martial arts world and had not really started killing, nor had any master died at his hands.

As his thoughts flashed, Wen Yanzhao, who was pacing in the room, once again looked at the Chengying Sword.

"Since I can't sleep, why not..."

Wen Yanzhao made a move with his right hand in the air, and his true energy flowed into his hand. With his left hand, he slapped the air, and his internal force accurately shook the window open, but without making any sound.

After looking downstairs and seeing that there was no one there, Wen Yanzhao turned over and floated down.

As soon as a person lands on the ground, he instantly feels hostility all around him!

"Poisonous roar for a hundred miles!"

Almost instinctively, a dark purple poisonous mist appeared out of thin air in Wen Yanzhao's left hand, and he slammed it down on the ground...

The poisonous fog quickly spread out around him.

In just two breaths, the area within a hundred feet was covered by poisonous fog.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight! There are quite a few people coming, but unfortunately they are all ordinary people in the Vajra Mortal Realm!"

Following Du Xiao's investigation over a hundred miles, Wen Yanzhao had a clear idea of the location, number and realm of the people lying in ambush around him.

It turned out that they had been hiding around when I was testing the sword in the inn. It seemed like they had planned it all along!

"The Yan family is so big, is there only this kind of people? You really look down on my Wen family!"

Wen Yanzhao was not afraid of these small characters. A trace of anger flashed through his mind. It seemed that he had to go on a killing spree today!

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! ......"

After hearing Wen Yanzhao's words, the killers hiding on both sides of the street of the inn appeared at the same time.

The leader was actually the personal servant of the head of the Yan family, named Chi Zheng.

With the help of the hazy moonlight, Wen Yanzhao, with his realm and internal strength, could naturally see the faces of these people.

Except for Chi Zheng who showed his true face, the other killers were all dressed in black, with black veils covering their faces, revealing only a pair of murderous eyes.

"Boy, you are the one who murdered my brother? Really or not!?"

Chi Zheng held a strangely shaped broad-bladed long knife in his hand and questioned Wen Yanzhao in a stern voice.

"Is that the thief who was hiding in the Donggui Tavern? Yes, yes, yes, I killed him. What are you going to do?"

Wen Yanzhao spoke jokingly and did not take this person seriously at all.

"Why? I want to kill you to avenge my brother! The head of the family has ordered that whoever cuts off this man's head will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver and a shop! Brothers, if you want to get rich, follow me!"

Chi Zheng shouted with red eyes and a hoarse voice.

"Oh, is this all my head is worth? It's really despising... hehe!"

Wen Yanzhao sneered and threw Chengying high up into the air. He gathered his true energy in his hands, and then his eyes flashed with brilliance!

"Qiang!"

Chengying's invisible sword flew out of its sheath and fell into his right hand. Wen Yanzhao leaped into the crowd of killers with the help of the wind.

As the sword flashed, the unmatched sharpness of Chengying reaped the lives of the killers at an incredible speed!

There were limbs scattered all over the ground, and the stomach was broken and intestines were spilling out.

"What a great sword! It is indeed a divine weapon!"

With one slash of the sword, the man with the broken eyebrow and the killer with three white eyes were instantly separated from their heads and bodies, and a column of blood several feet high spurted out from their necks.

Wen Yanzhao couldn't help but exclaim in praise.

[Kill the King Kong Mortal Realm Killer and gain 200 reputation]

[Kill the King Kong Mortal Realm Killer and gain 200 reputation]

……

The system's ethereal and clear prompt sounds continued to ring in his ears, and Wen Yanzhao was naturally overjoyed.

The fame gained now is enough to exchange for the "Search the Bag for Things" skill, and the most important thing is that I won't be ridiculed by that damn poisonous tongue system!

Chi Zheng was extremely terrified at this moment, his chestnut pupils shrank as small as needles. In his eyes, Wen Yanzhao was no different from a Shura from hell!

What puzzled him even more was that he swung the sword with the hilt invisible and actually felled a group of masters to the ground!

"Who are you?" Chi Zheng, who was out of Wen Yanzhao's killing range, asked in a trembling voice.

"Can you villains change your lines? Remember my name, I'm Wen Yanzhao! Say hello to the ghost of death for me when you meet him!"

Wen Yanzhao shouted in a low voice as the Chengying in his hand flew around and the sword energy spread out.

Then, a flying sword pierced through the clouds, and the sword energy surged, cutting the last burly killer in half, and blood and organs spilled all over the ground.

The ground was littered with mutilated corpses, and the constant stench of blood and the unique smell of human organs went straight into Chi Zheng's nostrils.

He no longer had the courage to swing his sword. His whole body was trembling as he spoke these words in an almost inaudible voice:

"But the head of the family said that you are only a 17-year-old boy! How can you..."

"It's not illegal for a minor to kill someone, right?" Wen Yanzhao said expressionlessly.

Then he pulled up the corner of the clothes of a killer lying on the ground without breathing, and with a "swish", he pulled out a half-foot long cloth.

Of course it is not used to wipe the sword, and how could Chengying be stained with mortal blood.

Wen Yanzhao bent down and wiped the blood off his boots, then threw the black cloth on the ground.

Seeing Chi Zheng in front of him, who was almost frightened to the point of shitting and pissing, he dodged in front of him, flicked his fingers, and a ray of green light flashed...

"Ah..., you...what did you do to me!"

Chi Zheng only felt a colorful green scene in front of his eyes, and then his whole body of joints began to creak, and the pain that seemed to be like being cut by a knife or an axe spread from his spine to his whole body!

With a thud, Chi Zheng, unable to bear the severe pain, fell to his knees.

"No, no, no, I can't bear such a great gift! The master of the family is not here, stand up, don't kneel!"

Wen Yanzhao pinched Chi Zheng's chin, a smug smile appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"It hurts! It hurts so much! Young man, please give me the antidote quickly... Please have mercy on me!"

The severe pain has made Chi Zheng's voice strangely distorted, like a frightened cat covered in a thick quilt.

"That's easy to do. Go back and tell your family master Yan Bietian to clean his neck and wait for him tomorrow!"

"He still has the nature of a thief. He sends assassins over and over again even though he knows he is no match for his opponent. Is he addicted?"

Wen Yanzhao's finger, with a touch of enchanting red, touched Chi Zheng's Tanzhong acupoint, and Chi Zheng stopped trembling and returned to normal in an instant.

The poison that caused severe pain all over his body had been cured by Wen Yanzhao, and Chi Zheng quickly prostrated himself on the ground:

"Thank you for not killing me... I will go back and report to the head of the family now!"

"Get out of here now, before I want to kill you!"

Wen Yanzhao's eyes were cold.

"Thank you, young man. I'll get out of here right away!"

Chi Zheng was quite obedient. He used his internal energy to move his feet and disappeared around the corner in just a few breaths.

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