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The bearded man's hand raised and the blade fell, whooshing through the air, the blade carrying a hot gust aiming straight for Liusheng Zhouzai's neck.
"Eight frames!"
Liusheng Zhouzai had already anticipated that the bearded man would strike at him, so he had been ready to defend himself.
He stepped back, flicked his wrist, and two broken blades whizzed towards the bearded man's eyes.
The eyes of a martial artist are the most vulnerable part of the body, and even the strongest masters fear for them.
Usually, they would abandon their attack at the first opportunity to protect their eyes.
As expected, the bearded man, seeing the broken blades flying at him, quickly twirled his katana in the air to form a "flower of blades", clanging twice as he knocked the broken blades away.
Seizing this moment, Liusheng Zhouzai turned and sprinted towards the wooden house.
