Late at night, the messy inn was already in a shambles.
Sikong Li was surrounded by several black-armored guards and was unable to escape. Hearing the sarcastic remarks coming from behind him, he immediately cursed. But as he cursed, the blade in front of him just passed by his cheek, giving Sikong Li a startled look.
He had somewhat underestimated the strength of these black-armored guards!
These black-armored guards were already quite skilled in martial arts, and when they joined forces they displayed even greater strength. Moreover, the extremely hard armor caused him considerable trouble.
I almost let my guard down and suffered a great loss!
Seeing this, Sikong Li finally stopped being arrogant and turned his head to look outside the inn behind him. He said in a cold voice: "If you don't take action now, don't blame me for not warning you if something happens later!"
The words were cold and threatening.
At the same time, outside the inn, a cold wind suddenly blew, making the doors and windows of the inn rustle.
At the same time, a fierce aura surged in.
A burly man in a red robe rushed into the inn, landed on the beam not far away, and looked at everyone in the inn with a smile.
This was a middle-aged man about the same age as Sikong Li, but his face looked much more weathered. He was wearing a red robe with gold edges, which was as red as fire and particularly dazzling.
The man in red robe was tall and strong, with ordinary appearance, but he gave people a very dangerous feeling, especially because he was carrying a knife on his back.
A long knife!
The sword is about four feet long, with a slender handle and a sharp blade. Although the blade cannot be seen, one can vaguely feel the sharp touch of the sword.
The red-robed man stood on the beam, quietly observing the slightly embarrassed Sikong Li, who was surrounded by black-armored guards in the inn. He sneered, "Sikong Li, didn't you boast so much before? How you could capture Prince Lin alive with one hand?"
"And now you haven't even seen Prince Lin, and you can't even defeat a few guards?"
Sikong Li was forced to retreat in a panic by the guards. He retreated to a safe place, then gritted his teeth and turned his head with a sneer: "Come and try if you have the guts?"
"Why not give it a try?"
Gu Chaosheng's eyes were filled with sarcasm and disdain as he leaped down from the beam. He surveyed the black-armored guards before him and said, "Are these the black-armored guards trained by Lin Hengzhong? They seem quite capable..."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Lin Qingqing standing beside him, and he raised his eyebrows: "Is this the powerful personal maid beside Prince Lin? She's not that great!"
At this moment, Lin Qingqing looked at the two people in front of her as if she were facing a formidable enemy.
Sikong Li's martial arts skills are already quite good, and his strength is above hers. Now another person has come, and his martial arts skills are equally good.
Lin Qingqing's eyes fell on the sharp long sword behind the other person and she narrowed her eyes suddenly: "Who are you?"
"What? No one in the martial arts world recognizes me anymore?"
Gu Chaosheng seemed a little surprised, and slowly took the long sword from behind. As the long sword fell, he pulled off the cloth wrapped around the long sword, and a sharp, cold and sharp long sword was exposed in the air.
"bite!"
The long knife fell to the floor of the inn with a crisp sound, leaving a knife mark on the fragile wooden floor.
"I haven't been out in the martial arts world for a long time, and it seems many people have forgotten this Fiery Blade Technique!"
Gu Chaosheng sneered and looked up at Lin Qingqing: "Girl, do you remember this knife of mine?"
Lin Qingqing stared at the long sword, then looked at the man in front of her, who was dressed in a red robe and had a fiery aura all over his body. Some memories gradually emerged in her mind.
Gu Chaosheng?
About ten years ago, there was a swordsman in the martial arts world who was famous for his sharp sword skills. His sword skills were ferocious, and wherever his flaming sword skills went, no grass would grow.
However, later on, this swordsman gradually disappeared, and there was no news about him in the world.
Is this the person in front of me? !
Lin Qingqing's eyes became more fierce.
Ten years ago, this person had already entered the fifth-grade realm. Now, ten years later, his martial arts skills must have been even higher!
Thinking of this, Lin Qingqing's heart sank: "Set up the formation!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the black-armored guards in the inn had already set off and surrounded Gu Chaosheng.
Gu Chaosheng stood still and glanced back at Sikong Li: "Sikong Li, watch carefully and see how your grandfather dealt with them."
Sikong Li sneered and looked at him with disdain.
"Oh!"
Gu Chaosheng clenched the long sword in his hand, and when he looked away, the mocking sneer in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a cold chill.
And, a strong murderous intent!
As if engulfed in flames, Gu Chaosheng's aura shifted, and the long sword in his hand seemed to possess a thousand-jin strength. Gu Chaosheng held the sword in one hand, facing the black-armored guards surrounding him, without retreating or avoiding, and brought down a heavy blow.
The long sword was wrapped in a sharp momentum, and a terrifying aura spread.
"careful!"
Lin Qingqing's pupils shrank, and she immediately realized that something was wrong and spoke out quickly.
The black-armored guard who was facing him naturally sensed the sharp aura of the sword. He did not dare to confront it head-on and quickly retreated.
"boom!"
The long sword fell to the ground with a loud thunderous sound.
The wooden board on the ground was split in half, with wood chips flying everywhere. The residual power of the knife shook the surroundings, and everyone's face changed slightly.
"His swordsmanship is not simple, be careful!"
Lin Qingqing realized that this man's swordsmanship was ferocious. If she was accidentally hit by him, she would probably lose her life on the spot.
"Be careful? Will being careful help?"
The knife missed, and a sinister smile appeared on Gu Chaosheng's lips. He looked at the guards around him with disdain.
"I'm going to get serious, watch out!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Chaosheng raised his knife again and approached Lin Qingqing.
The speed was so fast that Lin Qingqing's face changed. She didn't expect the opponent's swordsmanship to be so sharp and even his movements to be so agile. Lin Qingqing raised her sword and dodged quickly.
At the same time, the surrounding black-armored guards rushed forward, and their cold weapons attacked Gu Chaosheng.
“Just in time!”
Gu Chaosheng did not avoid at all, but his eyes became more excited. Facing all the guards, he waved the long sword in his hand, and in an instant it seemed as if there was fire running rampant.
In the air, swords collided, and sharp sword energy swept across the inn.
"puff……"
A guard in black armor took a blow head-on, and his armor shattered instantly. He was almost seriously injured by the heavy blow.
His eyes were filled with fear. If it weren't for the armor that blocked the blow, the blow would have even cut off half of his body.
This knife is too powerful and sharp!
At this moment, in the inn, Gu Chaosheng, holding a knife, was like a man in an empty place, invincible. With his red robe and disheveled hair, he looked like a god descending from the mountain, and no one could stop him.
Anyone who took his sword would either die or be crippled! Even if attacked by a fierce sword energy, it was still difficult to stop it.
Not far away, Sikong Li watched this scene with a slight concentration.
He had to admit that Gu Chaosheng's swordsmanship was indeed fierce, and even he would not be able to take it head-on.
Seeing that all the black-armored guards in the inn were paying attention to Gu Chaosheng, Sikong Li's eyes flashed with a sneer. He raised his eyes and glanced at the second floor of the inn, then approached quietly.
Just as Sikong Li reached the stairs, he was blocked by someone.
"Get out of here!"
Sikong Li attacked without hesitation, using his sharp fingers to strike quickly.
But the opponent was already prepared, drawing his sword and slashing down. Sikong Li sensed the danger, his eyes narrowed, and he immediately stepped back, looking up at the opponent with a look of surprise.
"Who are you?"
In front of my sight is a young man with a serious look. His clothes are stained with blood, which looks a bit creepy.
The sharp gaze fell on Sikong Li, making him feel an unprecedented sense of oppression.
The pressure this person put on him was even greater than the pressure from the maid just now!
"Prince Lin's personal guard, Lin Kong!"
Lin Kong looked at him coldly, and just as he finished speaking, the sharp sword in his hand was already pointing straight at Sikong Li's throat.
…
It's late at night.
The inn was already in chaos.
At night, assassins who were attacking from afar had already sneaked into the inn. The sound of fighting never stopped inside and outside the inn.
Such a big commotion has already alarmed the residents around.
Some were terrified, some panicked, and some fled hastily to report to the authorities. But when the officials arrived, no one dared to approach.
The entire inn was littered with corpses, and the strong smell of blood and screams were terrifying.
The constables from the government office didn't even dare to get close and could only watch from afar.
"Is this a vendetta?"
"So many people died. What should we do?"
"What can we do? It's a grudge between the martial arts world and what can we do? Let them fight, dog bite dog! We can talk about it after they die!"
“…”
The third floor of the inn.
"They are coming."
Lin Jiang spoke in a young voice.
"Sikong Li, Gu Chaosheng!"
Zhiyuan lowered her eyes and recited the two names silently.
"How good are these two people's martial arts?" Lin Jiangnian asked.
"Not worth mentioning."
Zhiyuan said lightly.
Lin Jiang laughed young: "They are both well-known masters in the martial arts world. Are they not worth mentioning in your mouth?"
Zhiyuan's eyes were indifferent. "The Void Yang Finger and the Strange Change Palm, inherited from Sikong Li's family, are considered top-notch martial arts in the martial arts world. However, Sikong Li's martial arts talent is not that high. He can't truly unleash the power of the Void Yang Finger, so it's not worth mentioning."
"As for Gu Chaosheng... ten years ago, he was only at the fifth level. In terms of martial arts talent, he was even inferior to Qingqing..."
Zhiyuan didn't continue speaking, but Lin Jiangnian understood what she meant.
He sighed softly, "You can't compare like that. There are very few people in this world who can compare with Qingqing and the others in talent."
Qingqing and the others were orphans adopted by Lin Hengzhong from all over the world. There were many criteria for adopting them, among which martial arts talent was only the most basic requirement.
To be precise, if he was not a first-class martial arts talent, he would not be in Lin Hengzhong's eyes.
Which of these personal guards around Lin Jiangnian is not extremely talented and has made outstanding achievements in martial arts?
Compared with them, Gu Chaosheng has no advantage at all.
"However, Gu Chaosheng was already a fifth-rank master ten years ago. Now that ten years have passed, what realm should he be at now? Fourth-rank? Or third-rank?"
"Can Qingqing and the others stop them?"
Zhiyuan didn't answer. She glanced at the night outside the window and paused. She suddenly turned her head to look at Lin Jiangnian: "Can I borrow your Autumn Water Sword?"
Lin Jiangnian was stunned. Before he could understand what was going on, he saw Zhiyuan pick up the Qiu Shui Sword on the table.
The long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed.
The Qiu Shui Sword emitted a green light, and a sharp sword energy instantly spread.
Then, Zhiyuan walked to the windowsill, jumped up, stepped on the windowsill, and disappeared into the night.
…
The night is as dark as ink.
Outside the inn, on the eaves, a middle-aged man looked ahead.
The cool wind blows at night, and the coldness envelops the sky and the earth.
Soon, a graceful figure came walking on the wind.
The cold face, the elegant temperament, and the sharp green sword in his hand made the world feel cold.
"You are the personal maidservant beside Prince Lin?"
The middle-aged man spoke. He was about forty years old, with a reserved aura and a sharp gaze, like an elegant scholar.
He also held a sword in his hand.
Zhiyuan looked coldly at the man in front of him, his eyes fell on his sword, and he paused for a moment: "Duan Tiande?"
Duan Tiande seemed a little surprised: "You recognize me?"
Zhiyuan looked at him coldly: "Why are you here?"
"I'm entrusted with this."
Duan Tiande said calmly.
Zhiyuan's eyes were cold, filled with murderous intent. "So, you want to be an enemy of my Linwang Mansion?"
Duan Tiande sighed softly: "When you are in the Jianghu, you have no choice!"
He said nothing, yet he said everything.
The purpose of being here tonight is self-evident.
Zhiyuan's eyes showed no trace of coldness: "Your Duan family is considered a prestigious family in the martial arts world. Aren't you afraid that when I come to the Prince's Mansion, I will crush your Duan family and leave nothing behind?!"
Duan Tiande fell silent, his eyes seeming hesitant.
At this moment, another sharp and cold laugh was heard in the night: "Duan Tiande, why are you afraid of a little girl like her?"
In the night sky, a strange figure appeared, landed on the eaves on the other side, and surrounded the kite from front and back.
He was also a middle-aged man, with a face full of flesh and a smile, looking extremely cunning. He had two swords on his waist and had a good aura.
He looked at the kite on the eaves with a sinister smile, then glanced at Duan Tiande: "As long as everyone here dies tonight, who will know that it is related to your Duan family?"
"Besides, you have Prince Xu backing you up, so why should you be afraid of Lin Hengzhong? No matter how powerful Lin Hengzhong is, he can go to the north and cause trouble for your Duan family!"
After hearing this, Duan Tiande remained silent, but the hesitation in his eyes was a little less.
Zhiyuan suddenly turned his head and stared coldly at the man in front of him, his eyes falling on the two swords at his waist.
"Double-edged swords?"
Zhiyuan said coldly: "Are you Yue Pingsheng?"
"The girl has good eyesight. She can even recognize me. She really has some skills!"
Yue Pingsheng sneered, looking at the woman in front of him with unscrupulous eyes: "You are so young, but your aura is so strong. You are quite capable. However, tonight I will destroy you with my ruthless hands!"
“Whoosh, whoosh!”
In the dark night, Yue Pingsheng drew the two swords from his waist. The sharp swords were filled with chill in the night, and his eyes became fierce.
"Yue Pingsheng, ranked eleventh on the Jianghu Masters list, wields a pair of mandarin duck swords and created his own mandarin duck sword technique..."
Zhiyuan stood there, the cold wind howled, and she looked at the other person expressionlessly.
Yue Pingsheng sneered: "You girl really understand me well!"
"Fatal flaw... His aura is unstable. His swordsmanship is powerful but chaotic, making him vulnerable to a single blow!"
Zhiyuan said expressionlessly.
Yue Pingsheng's pupils suddenly shrank.
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