Lü Qiantang laughed so hard that a large pool of blood appeared. He said intermittently, "I've been wanting to say this for a long time. Why should I risk my life for a brat like you? You're just relying on the fact that someone killed your father. What's so great about that? If you have the ability, then go and conquer the world yourself. Only then will I be convinced! "
Shu Xiong turned around in shock, afraid that His Highness the Heir Apparent would do something extreme in his anger. However, it seemed that Xu Fengnian did not mind at all. Once again, he gently poured wine for Lu Qiantang, who had a loose mouth. The latter swallowed the wine along with the blood. Looking into the distance, he seemed to have exhausted his energy. He said softly, "Along the way, in the rain, I have seen the Old God of Swords of a small Taoist temple with two swords, the horse trampling over the Qingyang Palace, and on the river I have seen the Sword Immortal breaking the river. Today, in the battle of the reeds, Lü Qiantang used the sword in his hand to break the fire armor. Before he died, His Royal Highness personally poured wine for him. That's enough. "
Lü Qiantang lowered his head to look at the giant sword. He closed his eyes and muttered, "But this Scarlet Cloud Sword, I haven't touched it enough."
Big Sword Lv Qiantang, who had a peaceful face, was now dead.
Hsu Fengnian put the wine pot on the Scarlet Cloud Sword. He stood up and said calmly, "Yang Qingfeng, cremate Lü Qiantang and put his ashes in the urn."
Yang Qingfeng stopped snapping the reed and bowed his head respectfully. "Yes, sir!"
For some reason, the Princess Consort of Jingan, Pei Nanwei, did not linger on the official road. Instead, she jogged after Xu Fengnian and arrived at the reed marsh. When she saw this scene with her own eyes, she bit her lip with a complicated expression.
When Hsu Fengnian and Wei Shuyang turned back and were about to ask for some details, they felt the Qi in their bodies condense. Just as they were about to draw out the Embroidered Winter Saber, they were stabbed in the chest and fell into the water like a kite with a broken string. Wei Shuyang had no time to block the attack. Pei Nanwei was baffled. She didn't know if she should be happy or disappointed. The Heir of Beiliang, who wasn't an idiot, had died just like that? She saw the assassin's appearance. It was the culprit who had single-handedly killed the farmer who treated a hundred Valiant Cavalry as if they were nothing. She, who looked as delicate and pretty as a girl next door, did not retreat after her successful attack. Instead, she stood where she was and wrinkled her nose, as if she was very dissatisfied. Shu Xiu and Yang Qingfeng blocked the enemy while Wei Shuyang went to rescue the others. They were all busy. After Princess Pei came back to her senses, she wondered if this girl was not one of Beiliang's men of sacrifice. Instead, he was here to assassinate His Royal Highness? Then why did she want to kill that incomparably valiant farmer?
Before the ripples had even subsided, another ripple appeared. Hsu Fengnian, who had fallen into the water, came out with two swords in his hands. Wei Shuyang's heart, which had been hanging by a thread, relaxed a little. Logically speaking, the assassin's attack was so fierce and terrifying that even he wouldn't be able to block it, let alone Her Highness. Hsu Fengnian clenched his teeth, but he couldn't stop the blood from gushing out. He looked directly at the assassin who had made a strange move and asked in a low voice, "Since you wanted to kill me, why did you stop Wang Mingyin on the official road?"
The girl laughed and rushed forward like a ghost, brushing past Shu Xiu, Yang Qingfeng, and Wei Shuyang. Two of her fingers tapped on Hsu Fengnian's Embroidered Winter Spring Thunder, and then she stepped on Hsu Fengnian's chest, sending him back into the water. Wei Shuyang and the others could clearly see His Royal Highness spit out a mouthful of thick blood. Just as Wei Shuyang was about to make a move, a strange black and white cat scuttled out from the reeds. Shu Xiu's palms struck against the cat's head, but not only did she fail to block its ferocious momentum, she was also sent flying by a single slap. Yang Qingfeng was also struck by a single palm. They had fought a life and death battle with the red-armored talisman general, and were basically spent arrows at the end of their flight. However, they were still easily beaten back by a beast. It was truly unexpected. Wei Shuyang, who was worried about His Royal Highness's life, roared angrily, "Evil creature!"
The girl laughed expressionlessly. She and her pet attacked Old Daoist Mi from the front and back. Her hand chopped down on Wei Shuyang's neck, directly slamming the old daoist priest into the mud. Afterwards, she ignored Shu Xiu and Yang Qingfeng, who were still barely able to stand. She only gazed towards the ripples on the surface of the water.
Hsu Fengnian emerged from the water for the third time.
The assassin girl with the large cat pet finally opened her mouth to speak. "The first stab was because you had the qilin silk armor protecting your body, so you didn't die. However, when I stepped on your chest, where I tore open your precious armor, you should have died. "
The red mark between the pale Hsu Fengnian's eyebrows turned a faint purple. He narrowed his eyes and didn't make a sound.
The girl let out an 'ah' sound, and then suddenly said, "Looks like you really did obtain Wang Zhonglou's Great Yellow Hall. Don't worry, I don't believe that you really won't die. You're still far from the realm of the Nine Floors."
Hsu Fengnian clenched his teeth and asked, "Hehe, miss, do you have a grudge against me?"
"No grudge. However, someone offered a thousand taels of gold to buy your life. I've always followed the rules when doing business. Since I've taken the money, I have to personally take your life. Besides, if you were killed by that Wang Mingyin, I still have to return five hundred taels of gold. "
Since she could appear behind a peerless expert like Wang Mingyin without anyone noticing, she naturally could slap His Royal Highness's temple as she spoke. Poor Hsu Fengnian's head shook and flew to the side, rolling over a large patch of reeds.
Hsu Fengnian was already bleeding from his seven orifices, but he still used his saber to support himself and stood up.
"Heh, your life is indeed worth a thousand taels of gold. When I do business, I've always taken half of the deposit first. Whether or not I make a move depends on my mood. If I'm in a good mood, I'll take the other half of the deposit and start killing people. If I'm in a bad mood, I'll kill the person who paid me the deposit. That's why I haven't made many business deals in the past few years. The one in Xiangfan City has quite the guts. Since I'm in a good mood, I promised him that after killing you, I'll kill a woman called Pei Nanwei. Is that her? "
No matter what she said, she always put on a delicate and graceful face. Even when she chuckled, it was extremely stiff. By the time she finished speaking, Hsu Fengnian had already been knocked down by her once again. She did not use any moves and was never sloppy. She always used one move to get the desired effect.
Princess Jing 'an looked distressed.
The girl walked slowly towards His Royal Highness, who was kneeling on one knee. She said softly, "Hsu Fengnian, are you waiting for the secret death warriors of Beiliang Palace? Let me tell you, there's none left. "
Hsu Fengnian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand and smiled coldly. "I'm not waiting. It's better to rely on myself than on anyone else. "
After standing up, Hsu Fengnian held the Winter Embroidered Saber in his right hand.
Spring Thunder in his left hand.
His posture was extremely strange.
The girl's expression turned solemn for the first time.
Sword One.
A sword moving like a dragon and snake.
Sword Two.
Two swords resonated with each other.
Sword Three.
The Sword Energy on the sword weighed three catties.
Until Sword Eight.
Sword Nine's sword traveled six thousand miles.
Who in the world was more proficient than Hsu Fengnian in studying Sword Nine's nine swords?
Especially Sword Nine!
Facing certain death, he used his dual sabers as swords. The reeds were filled with awe-inspiring sword will.
Especially Sword Nine, who was supported by the surging Great Yellow Court at the end. His dual sabers faintly emitted a bright yellow Sword Energy.
The girl blocked Sword One to Sword Eight, which were seventy to eighty percent similar in form but only forty to fifty percent similar in spirit. It was not strenuous at all. Only Sword Nine, whose form was only twenty or thirty percent similar in spirit, finally disappeared and retreated.
The old God of Swords, Li Chungang, hurried over on the reeds.
When he saw the last sword, he stood on top of the reeds like an immortal. He clicked his tongue and praised, "One sword to achieve the Great Path. No matter how many techniques you use, they're all useless."
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