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Chapter 10 The anchor is cultivating immortals, right?

This sword still doesn't work.

Chen Wei had not even used half of his strength, and he never thought that the sword blade would be broken.

[Niu Niu Niu, what about the head of the branch just now? Is this the fine product you produce?]

[This quality is so good to sell it for tens of thousands of yuan. I’m crazy about the money!]

[I have bought a Tianyi Sword worth more than 20,000 yuan, but I didn’t expect... I will return the goods in the afternoon! Damn!]

"..." Looking at the rhythm caused by madness, Tian Yibashi behind the screen, his expression was so embarrassing.

I put my hands on the keyboard, but I couldn't type a word for it for a long time.

It's okay for a sword, but he can still argue. The key is that the fragments that were ejected also broke other sword blades. How can I explain this?

He finally realized what it means to steal chickens and lose rice.

After thinking for a long time, I confirmed that I sent it, [Our fine swords are only targeted at ordinary people, not monsters like anchors!]

After confirming that the barrage is sent out, the live broadcast will be immediately turned off.

I don't see you, I don't feel upset!

[Hahaha, it's okay to target ordinary people only, not monsters like anchors]

[I just replayed the screen recording and confirmed that the sword blade had broken before it touched the marble. This shows that it was not caused by external forces. Could it be that this is the legendary internal force?]

[Internal power! So, the anchor is cultivating immortals, right?]

[Why haven't I received the national report on this?]

[At present, these scenarios can be achieved through the combination of technology and props. How can the country be as unstable as you, and you will be in a panic if you make a little disturbance]

[At least, it is not necessary to do the slice research after confirming it]

[After that being said, why do anchors always talk to themselves alone?]

Someone noticed it.

In fact, Chen Wei is looking for a place to activate check-in and sign in.

Weapons forged by humans cannot be counted on, so naturally they can only count on system reward props.

"System, since you asked me to practice swords, isn't it too unreasonable to not give me a handy weapon?" At least for now, Chen Wei can't control the retraction and revitalization of his internal force.

For example, as described in the movie and novel, even if you use a small branch that can be seen everywhere with all your strength, you can cut off everything without any harm.

【Check in and check in…】

[Successful check-in sign-in! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Qingfeng Sword!]

I don’t know if the system heard Chen Wei’s voice, or if he was so lucky, he really clocked in and signed in and rewarded him with a sword.

[Hmm? Why did the anchor suddenly have an extra sword in his hand?]

【The picture seems to be stuck for a frame just now】

[This sword is so handsome, the gradient color of blue and white is so beautiful]

[With this sword, if my husband can wear another white dress, I can be crying by the handsome guy!]

Chen Wei couldn't hear the voices of those female fans, and it was impossible for him to change clothes specifically for them.

Now this casual outfit is very good and it is very convenient to move.

Holding the sword in one hand, lifting it up again.

A sword fell.

Chen Wei couldn't feel any resistance.

Cutting off a counter made of three materials: marble, wood and bamboo is easier than a piece of white paper.

Empty again?

No one said such words, worried about being slapped in the face.

After all, the lessons of the past lie there.

The barrage decided to observe again.

Bang!

Sure enough, Chen Wei destroyed the support column of the counter with one sword. The bamboo could not bear it first and cracked. Then, the whole piece of marble fell down and broke.

[I don’t know why, when I saw this scene, I felt it was no wonder that I was used to it]

[The anchor really knows how to cultivate immortality, how many times do I have to say it!]

[If you don’t pay attention to it anymore, I think the anchor may be secretly solved]

【Yes, no matter how powerful he is, he can't block bullets, right? One shot matters]

[I feel that you are talking so terrible. Will my husband die?]

At the same time, in a high-end community.

A young girl heard the sound of calling for lunch outside the house, and quickly picked up her tablet and walked out.

"Xiaohui, how many times have you told you that don't play computers when eating!" The person who spoke was Yang Xiaohui's father, Yang Zhongguo.

"Dad, I have something I want to show you." Yang Xiaohui came to Yang Zhongguo and stood her tablet in front of Yang Zhongguo.

"What's it? It's mysterious." Yang Zhongguo asked.

"Dad, you may not believe it. There are really immortal cultivators in Daxia!" Yang Xiaohui said excitedly.

"Immortal Cultivator?" Yang Zhongguo frowned, raised his hand, touched Yang Xiaohui's forehead, and then touched his own, and said strangely: "Don't have a fever."

"What, Dad, I'm not sick!" Yang Xiaohui plucked her face and looked at Yang Zhongguo resentfully.

Then click on the tablet on the table to play the video.

In order to make Yang Zhongguo believe that there are really cultivators in this world, Yang Xiaohui specially downloaded a collection of edits about Chen Wei from the Internet.

For example, how Chen Wei pierced the sandbag with one punch, leaving a few centimeters of mark on the wall, and how Chen Wei used a broom, an iron hook, and a sword energy that was several meters long, etc.
Chapter completed!
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