When he was writing the previous chapter, he didn't think about it properly. The leader of the Black Knife Gang should be Wu Tianliang, so he had already changed it.
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Among the four riders below the hill, the first one was carrying two sabers on his back. The person on the horse was obviously the leader of the Black Knife Gang, Wu Tianliang. The other three riders were a dozen meters behind him, riding side by side with a distance of a few meters between them. The Left and Right Protectors were divided into two sides, and in the middle was a young man with a long sword on his back. He was the young master of the Black Knife Gang, Wu Feng.
This group of people obviously didn't expect that someone would rob them in Mourning Wind Hill. Suddenly seeing a sword light piercing through the air, Wu Feng clamped his legs on the horse's abdomen in shock. At the same time, the horse under him reared up and shouted in shock, "Who is it?"
However, the only response to Wu Feng was a sword light that arrived in the blink of an eye. Wang Yan flew down from the hill and flew over the three riders who were almost side by side. As the sword light in his hand split, Wu Feng, who lacked experience in the martial world, almost couldn't react in time and was pierced through by a sword light.
Puff …
Blood spurted out. Wu Feng, who was still in a state of shock, clutched his chest and fell from the back of the horse. After he landed on the ground, the horse that was neighing non-stop put down its front hoof, but its left front hoof just happened to step on Wu Feng's neck. With a 'kacha' sound, Wu Feng, who was lying on the ground, shuddered and stopped moving. A group of young masters actually died just like that.
At the same time when Wu Feng fell from the horse, there was a "ding" sound. It was Zuo Daosi blocking the sword light that was attacking him with his iron hook, while Wang Yan swept over his head. After killing Wu Feng, he didn't stop at all. With the remaining four sword lights, he flew towards Yan Qingshan who was the furthest right.
Whether it was Zuo Daosi or Wu Feng, Wang Yan was just a casual attack to distract them. His real target was Yan Qingshan. Although this person was good at hard body skills and wasn't afraid of ordinary sabers and swords, he wasn't good at Lightness Skill. The key was that the Falling Sand in Wang Yan's hand was an extremely sharp famous sword!
Sure enough, facing the four sword lights that came from the sky, Yan Qingshan only had time to clamp his legs on the horse's abdomen and let out a shout!
"Open!"
As he roared, the muscles all over his body swelled up, and the blood vessels that were bursting out seemed to have turned into long black worms that crawled all over his body. At the same time, a pair of metal hands that were the size of cattail leaf fans slapped at the sword light that was coming at him.
Seeing this, Wang Yan spun around in the air, and the four sword lights suddenly merged into one. The cold sword edge instantly disappeared, and in the next moment, the cold light reappeared. Four fingers on each of Yan Qingshan's hands fell off his palms amidst the splattering of blood. After the reappearance of the sword edge cut off eight fingers, the cold sword tip flashed past Yan Qingshan's neck.
Ci …
With a soft sound, a line of blood appeared. Yan Qingshan's body stiffened, and he fell from his horse with eyes filled with disbelief. After sheathing his sword, Wang Yan didn't spare Zuo Daosi another glance. He spun around in the air and stopped spinning. Then, he tapped his horse's thigh and turned back to Zuo Daosi.
"Feng 'er!"
At this moment, Wu Tianliang, who was at the front, pulled on the reins and turned his horse around. He saw his son lying dead under the horse's hooves, which showed how fast Wang Yan's sword was!
Amidst the heart-wrenching roar, Zuo Daosi's eyelids twitched when he saw Wang Yan turning back to kill him. Then, he stepped on the stirrups and flew up, fleeing towards the hill. Although he didn't know Wang Yan's identity, he knew that he was no match for Wang Yan just from the fact that Wang Yan had killed Wu Feng and Yan Qingshan with a single strike. Therefore, he was afraid and didn't dare to face Wang Yan's blade head-on.
Wang Yan had killed two people in a row, and his murderous aura was already extremely strong. His sword's momentum was also unstoppable. With Zuo Daosi's escape, Wang Yan's momentum immediately climbed to its peak. In the next moment, he let out a roar!
"Where do you think you're going?"
Before he could finish his words, a sharp Sword Will emanated from Wang Yan's body. Following that, Wang Yan flicked his wrist, and the Falling Sand in his hand stirred up a strong gust of wind as it flew towards Zuo Daosi.
Hearing the noise behind him, Zuo Daosi's heart beat wildly. He couldn't help but turn around to look, and saw that Wang Yan was five to six meters behind him, and a sword light was aimed at his back. If Zuo Daosi had been focused on fleeing, Wang Yan's sword might not have been able to do anything to him. However, Zuo Daosi wasn't strong-willed, and a glance back was enough to take his life.
At the same time that Zuo Daosi saw Wang Yan's position, he saw a sword shadow shoot out from the falling sand. It was so fast that it was invisible, and in the blink of an eye, it was right in front of his face. Before he could react, the sword shadow drilled into the space between his eyebrows. In the next moment, Zuo Daosi's body stiffened, and his body stopped moving. A confused look appeared in his eyes.
The sword shadow was, of course, the illusory form of Wang Yan's sword intent. When Zuo Daosi turned around to look, he was hit by the effect of Wang Yan's sword intent. An ordinary cultivator of the Nurturing Embryo Stage like him didn't practice any special techniques, unlike Chen Wenyuan, who could break through the illusion with a mere thought. In a battle between experts, even a split second was enough to determine life and death.
Zuo Daosi wasn't held back by the illusion for long. It only took a few breaths before the light in his eyes returned. However, in that time, Wang Yan was already in front of him, and the falling sand in his hand whistled through the air, aiming for his back.
In the nick of time, Zuo Daosi regained his composure and was shocked. However, he was an expert of the Nurturing Embryo Stage after all. He took a deep breath, and his body spun and fell rapidly. In an instant, he landed on the ground and faced Wang Yan. The iron scrolls and silver hooks in his hands crisscrossed in front of him to protect him.
Seeing this, Wang Yan roared, "Die!"
With a swift and fierce sword momentum, Wang Yan held the hilt of his sword with both hands. Then, without any fancy moves, he used the momentum of his fall to slash down with the falling sand in his hand.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out. The falling sand was blocked by the iron scrolls and silver hooks. Zuo Daosi seized the opportunity to twist the iron scrolls and silver hooks in his hands in the middle. The intersecting iron scrolls and silver hooks immediately cut towards the edge of Wang Yan's sword like a pair of scissors. If this attack was successful, even if the iron scrolls and silver hooks couldn't break the falling sand, it would be enough to entangle the edge of the sword, making it difficult for Wang Yan to unleash his sword momentum.
However, in the next moment, before the iron scrolls and silver hooks could twist, Zuo Daosi felt streams of sword energy surging out from the falling sand. Immediately after, the iron scrolls and silver hooks in his hands made sizzling sounds, and cracks appeared where the iron scrolls and silver hooks met.
In an instant, Zuo Daosi's expression changed drastically. However, before he could change his attack, the peerless sword force wrapped around Falling Sand had already sliced him into two. After that, the cold edge of the sword slashed down from between Zuo Daosi's hands. In the next instant, the tip of the sword that flickered with a cold light flashed past Zuo Daosi's face, and then a line of blood extended from the center of his brows to his lower jaw. It was like his entire face had been split into two. As blood surged, the line of blood sprayed out, and Zuo Daosi fell backwards.
Wu Feng was dead! The Left and Right Guardian Pawns!
With his sword in hand, Wang Yan turned around and looked at Wu Tianliang, who was not far away. The leader of the Black Knife Gang had finally recovered from the pain of losing his son. He slowly drew the twin blades on his back, stared at Wang Yan, and said, "No matter who you are, I will tear you into pieces today!"
"Since that's the case, there's no need for more words. I also want to borrow your head!"
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