The flying sword vanished in the distant sky, and couldn't be seen anymore.
"Are we really not going?"
Asked Zhao Layue while looking at Jing Jiu.
Jing Jiu didn't respond to this question. He got up and walked back to the manor cave.
Zhao Layue, Gu Qing, and Yuan Qu eyed each other speechlessly, not knowing what to say.
The situation was clear now. Liu Shisui should be in the most dangerous situation, and he might die at any moment. Why didn't he go and have a look?
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…
The Kunlun Sect and Zhaoge City had already taken action. Ōzawa, the Mirror Sect, the Baotong Zen Temple, the Shui Yue Nunnery, and the Guocheng Temple had all taken action. The No-Mercy Sect would do even more. The highly achieved swordsmen of the deviant sects would be ignored for the time being. The informers and spies planted by Bulao Lin in the orthodox sects and the Imperial Court would be wiped out one by one from that day on.
Walking in the crowd of Haizhou City, Liu Shisui thought of the news he had just received and knew he had to leave, but could he still leave now?
He walked into the restaurant and sat in the familiar private room. Xiao He had already prepared the meal for him. He thanked her and sat across from her, picking up the chopsticks and starting to eat.
Like before, Jing Jiu seldom spoke, and Xiao He was also very quiet. However, the pipa music outside the door sounded a bit odd.
After a long while, the pipa music stopped. Xiao He said softly with her head lowered, "I've just received the news that many things have happened today."
Liu Shisui's hand holding the teapot stiffened slightly, wondering if the pipa music was the message.
Xiao He lifted her head and said to him, "I don't understand why you haven't left yet."
Liu Shisui picked up the teapot and poured some tea into her cup, saying, "It looks like you know a lot of things. In fact, I also know you are sent by them to spy on me."
Xiao He said, "I know you are a spy sent by the Aoyama Sect."
After a moment of silence, Liu Shisui asked, "How long have you known?"
Xiao He said, "It's been a long time. I knew it the first time I saw you."
Liu Shisui looked at her in Silence for a long time and said, "Have some tea."
Xiao He raised the teacup and took a sip.
Liu Shisui raised his teacup and drank it in one gulp.
Xiao He picked up the teapot and filled his cup again.
The pipa music stopped. The street was noisy, but the restaurant was very quiet.
After a long while, Liu Shisui stood up, ready to leave. … …
Xiao He looked up at him and said, "Since you are ready to leave, why don't you kill me to silence me?"
Liu Shisui said, "I don't know what you've done in the past, but many people will die today. Why should you be one more?"
This was Haizhou City.
Bulao Lin was on the cloud platform outside the city.
Even if the Western Sea Sword School did not intervene, it would be difficult for him to escape.
However, he was very calm. There was no fear or despair on his face.
"Are you ready to die?" Xiao He asked while looking at him.
Liu Shisui nodded.
Xiao He said, "That won't do."
Liu Shisui didn't understand what she meant.
"More than ten years ago, this was an inn. Later, I bought it and transformed it into a restaurant."
Xiao He didn't finish her words.
The restaurant that had been transformed from an old inn suddenly collapsed, its outer wall completely shattered.
The noise on the street disappeared without a trace.
Smoke and dust filled the air, but it couldn't block the view. There was no one around the ruins of the restaurant.
It was a very strange scene.
A burly black-clothed man appeared on the west side of the street. His face was covered by a veil hat, which seemed to have two horns inside. He wore two boxing gloves, which were decorated with diamonds that looked like stars.
A thin middle-aged man appeared on the east side of the street. He wore ordinary clothes and exuded a dry and cold aura, like the wind in the Vast Sea Desert. He held a light brown bottle in his arms, which was unknown whether it was made of jade or porcelain.
Liu Shisui knew these two highly achieved swordsmen of the deviant sects. In other words, he had read many records about these two highly achieved swordsmen of the deviant sects in the files.
The tall and sturdy man in black with the boxing gloves and horns on his head was called Tu Qiu, a devil practitioner with unimaginable strength, able to break a mountain with one punch. These two highly achieved swordsmen of the deviant sects were called Yu Buhuan, a deviant practitioner of the Cold Mountain. The bottle in his arms was called the Barren Bottle, which could absorb all the moisture in the surroundings, including the blood.
These two highly achieved swordsmen of the deviant sects were the swordsmen Bulao Lin could mobilize in the vicinity of Haizhou City at any time. Either of them had a higher Cultivation state than Liu Shisui.
Liu Shisui didn't feel afraid; instead, he felt a bit relieved.
The two swordsmen were highly achieved swordsmen of the deviant sects. Since the swordsmen of the Western Sea Sword School didn't show up, it meant that Bulao Lin still hoped to live in the darkness of night. As such, he still had a chance.
All of a sudden, the sound of zither rang out, making people feel annoyed. The expression on Liu Shisui's face changed slightly.
The surrounding courtyards collapsed abruptly. A young girl in a short skirt with silvery bells all over her body rode a blood-red elephant to the front of the restaurant.
The silvery bells on her body shook incessantly, but they didn't make any sound. It was because the sound of the green stone zither in her arms was too loud.
Nan Zheng, a rogue practitioner from the mountains in the south, looked like a young girl, but she was actually more than two hundred years old. She had a profound Cultivation state, and her methods were extremely vicious and powerful.
Liu Shisui knew that he couldn't escape.
"My master wants to see you."
Nan Zheng said this expressionlessly while looking at him.
Liu Shisui responded.
He didn't waste any time, and wielded his sword.
The flying sword pierced toward Tu Qiu along with a bright light.
At the same time, more than ten fists with Demonic Fire flew through the air. Their target was still Tu Qiu.
He was well aware that Yu Buhuan's Cultivation state was the weakest among the three highly achieved swordsmen of the deviant sects, but the Barren Bottle was too formidable. Nan Zheng was not someone he could challenge at the moment.
He could only choose Tu Qiu as a breakthrough point.
The flying sword was refined by him after he killed Lo Huainan. It wasn't powerful enough, but his Blood Devil Skill had reached the peak of the fifth level.
The zither sounded again. His flying sword suddenly stopped in the air, as if it was bound by invisible strings and couldn't move forward at all.
More than a dozen fists with Demonic Fire came to Tu Qiu.
Tu Qiu growled and punched out with both fists.
The diamonds on the boxing gloves became unusually bright and turned into two light seals the size of houses, blocking the fists with devil flames.
Boom! Boom! A series of dull crashing sounds rang out.
Tu Qiu's veil hat was blown full of holes by the howling wind, revealing his face full of bristles and two ugly horns.
Liu Shisui turned around and left without hesitation.
The zither sounded again.
Tu Qiu raised both fists in front of his face. Yu Buhuan held the Barren Bottle and retreated a few steps.
An invisible wave spread out in all directions with the blood-red elephant as the center.
Even though there was no wind, the rubble on the ground floated up and shot in all directions like sharp arrows.
Liu Shisui knelt on one knee in the ruins. Countless tiny cracks appeared on his fists in front of him, and tiny beads of blood oozed out of them.
Sitting on the back of the elephant, Nan Zheng looked at him and said coldly, "If you resist again, you'll die."
Yu Buhuan picked up the Barren Bottle and aimed it at Liu Shisui in the ruins.
The beads of blood oozing out of the tiny cracks suddenly grew larger and then left his skin, flying into the distance and falling into the Barren Bottle.
Then, the beads of blood turned into blood water and left Liu Shisui's body.
The dirty water in the ruins of the restaurant also left the ground and flew into the distance.
Liu Shisui felt that his life was fading away along with the blood water.
Just as he was about to do something, he suddenly felt darkness in front of him.
Hundreds of green lotus leaves grew out of the ruins, among which were a few pale pink lotus flowers.
The edges of the green lotus leaves were withering and curling at a speed visible to the naked eye.
But the magic power of the Barren Bottle was temporarily blocked by these lotus leaves.
Nan Zheng raised her eyebrows and plucked the strings of the bowstring with her fingers.
With a crisp crack, the lotus flowers were crushed into powder and the tea leaves were broken into pieces, exposing the ground of the ruins.
An entrance to a tunnel could be vaguely seen in the ruins, but it had been blocked by rubble.
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