Chapter 36: Kill any trespasser! Seeing that Xu Wuxing hadn't said a word for a long time, Gu Yuanqing said calmly, "If you can't think of it, don't worry. We don't need to waste time. It's late at night, why don't you sleep here and I can get a good night's sleep." As he spoke, the long sword flew out and pierced Xu Wuxing's forehead like lightning. Xu Wuxing was so scared that he took a half step back, raised his hand but then put it down again, and fell to his knees with a thud. The long sword followed closely and stopped steadily half an inch away from the center of the eyebrows. Cold sweat soaked his vest. Xu Wuxing reached out his hand, gently pushed away the sword tip, and swallowed his saliva: "Mr. Gu, don't rush to do it. Let's talk it out." "Why are you kneeling? Stand up and talk. I don't like kneeling to others, nor am I used to others kneeling to me." Gu Yuanqing's words seemed full of surprise. Xu Wuxing felt that the young man in front of him was moody and uneasy, fearing that he would be killed by a sword if he was not careful. He forced a smile and said, "I still think it is more convenient to talk while kneeling. I have been standing for a long time tonight and my legs are numb." "Oh, in that case, it's up to you." The long sword flew back into the scabbard. Gu Yuanqing drank some tea to moisten his throat and said, "You thieves must be well-informed. Let me ask you, do you know who is planning to come to Beiquan Mountain?"
Xu Wuxing calmed down a little. Being able to ask questions meant that he could still be alive. He dumped out all the information he knew: "The Six Heroes of Longdan Mountain, all six of them are high-level Zhenwu. Among them, their leader Miao Lifu is a Zhenwu ninth-level, and the master of Huayu Pavilion Xie Ziwei is a Zhenwu eighth-level. They also arrived at Beiquan Mountain the day before yesterday..." Xu Wuxing mentioned more than ten forces in a row, all of which had high-level Zhenwu! Among them, there were seven people at the ninth level of Zhenwu. A high-ranking Zhenwu could become a general in the army. Even Gu Yuanqing had rarely seen such people in the palace. These names had only been seen in the Heavenly Ranking before, but now they had all come to the outside of Beiquan Mountain. "These are the people I have seen or heard of in the mountains these past two days. Perhaps there are some people whose whereabouts are unknown to the public." Xu Wuxing felt a little dry in his mouth. He glanced at the tea that Gu Yuanqing was drinking and regretted in his heart, "I have always been cautious. Since I guessed that this might be a trap set by the court, how could I have sneaked in like a ghost?" Gu Yuanqing nodded and was about to speak when he suddenly turned and looked towards the cliff on the west side. Xu Wuxing couldn't help but follow the gaze and saw only the wall of the house. Just as he was wondering, he saw the long sword hanging on the wall come out of its sheath with a clang. He was shocked and thought that Gu Yuanqing wanted to kill him, but in the blink of an eye he saw the long sword flying towards the window. The window opened by itself without wind, and the long sword flew out and disappeared into the night sky. Gu Yuanqing smiled and said, "Wait a moment, we'll talk again later." Xu Wuxing didn't dare to speak, he just felt that the scene before him was extremely magical. On the western cliff, a figure flew up into the air, and on the path below, several imperial guards lay in a pool of blood. Three message arrows from the Divine Eagle Guards echoed through the night sky. Yuan Yingsong, who was stationed in the military camp, stood up in shock and anger and went to Beiquan Mountain. The tall figure had just flown to the top of the mountain, and before he could stand firm, his expression suddenly changed, and his whole body of energy almost stagnated, and a sword light came towards him. He roared in shock and anger, trying to dodge, but his true energy was stagnant at this time, and he had no miracle blessing. He relied almost entirely on his physical strength and his speed was less than 30% of usual. How could he avoid the sword light? He didn't even have time to raise the heavy hammer at his waist. He could only use his hands, which were as strong as a palm-leaf fan, to block in front. Without the support of true Qi and the magic of Zhenwu to defend against the enemy, his horizontal training skills could not be put to good use. The long sword deftly avoided his palm and pierced his throat. Blood spurted out, and the iron tower-like body fell backwards and fell off the cliff. The long sword drew an arc, flew back to Yuanqing courtyard, entered through the window, and returned to its sheath. "Where were we just now? Oh, by the way, have you heard that any master is coming?" Gu Yuanqing smiled calmly. Xu Wuxing was not sure what had happened, but he heard the sound of the arrows fired by the Divine Eagle Guards to rescue the enemy. The sound was quite far away. If he guessed correctly, Gu Yuanqing in front of him had ridden his sword to kill the enemy in the distance and returned. Anyone who can break into Beiquan Mountain at this time is either a fool or a master.
The more likely possibility is that he is not afraid of the imperial guards, is absolutely confident in his own skills, and has a chance of escaping even if he sees the grandmaster! But how could such a person be killed from several miles away in just a few breaths? Such information made Xu Wuxing feel even more depressed. This meant that if he got a chance to escape, he might be killed like that man! He forced a smile and said, "The actions of the Grandmaster are beyond our control. Even if he came to Beiquan Mountain, it would be difficult for anyone to notice unless the news was released intentionally." …… Yuan Yingsong, deputy commander of the Divine Eagle Guard, stood on a rock halfway up the mountain, looking at the bloody corpse at his feet. He saw a huge hole on the corpse's neck and frozen horror on his face and in his eyes. "This is... Ghost Tu Shentu Hong! His throat was pierced by a sword. No, it should be said that his throat was pierced by a sword." He recognized this man. As the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard, he had to remember all the portraits on the blacklist. He looked up, recalled the sound of sword whistling he heard when he just flew up Beiquan Mountain, and made a judgment in his mind. “A 21-year-old grandmaster, or even above the grandmaster?” Such a genius made Yuan Yingsong, who had been at the eighth level of Zhenwu for eleven years, even jealous. "General!" Zhang Zhuo, who had followed, landed on a rock nearby. He saw the face of the corpse clearly and was immediately shocked: "Could Shen Tu Hong, who was ranked fourth on the blacklist, have been killed by the general?" Yuan Yingsong glanced at Zhang Zhuo and did not answer. If I could kill Shentu Hong so quickly, I would be more than just the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard. Zhang Zhuo also knew that he had said something wrong, and asked with a slightly embarrassed look, "Did any of the Grand Masters take action?" "Don't ask any more questions. Bring the body back to the camp. I'll go down to see the soldiers at the foot of the mountain." …… Early the next morning, at the foot of Beiquan Mountain, beside the road a few miles away from the Imperial Army’s base, a head was hung on a tree. Below, there was a meter-high wooden board with a few large bloody words written on it. Anyone who trespasses into the forbidden area will be killed without mercy! As soon as the soldier who set up the wooden board left, a group of gangsters gathered from afar. "I saw the Royal Guard's messenger sword at the foot of Beiquan Mountain last night. This guy must have been the one who broke in. He was quite courageous, but I didn't expect him to be killed!" "Does anyone recognize who this person is?" "Let me see... um, he looks a little unfamiliar." "I know, I recognize who this is!" one person exclaimed. "who is it?" Before the man could speak, an old man standing a little further away, wearing a linen robe and a gourd tied around his waist, looked at him and asked with a little surprise, "Ghost Butcher Shentu Hong?" "Ghost Tu Shentu Hong? But he's the fourth on the blacklist?" "Yes, it's him. I've seen him in the portrait posted in Tiance Mansion before, but I didn't think it was him just now." Everyone present gasped. Ghost Butcher Shentu Hong was at the ninth level of Zhenwu and had been roaming the martial arts world for twenty years. He had killed countless people and had fought with several of the Twelve Heavenly Catchers, but he was still at large. Unexpectedly, he would be killed here! (End of this chapter)