When Yu Hanliang thought of the two people sitting inside the carriage, he frowned, thinking to himself that this escort wasn't simple at all. On the surface, they were escorting that priceless jade pendant to Songzhou, which was the most common type of escort, but on the inside, they were more like human escorts. The two people in the carriage lived in seclusion. Yu Hanliang had spent most of his life as a fugitive and had only managed to settle down after joining the escort agency. However, he had never met any young ladies from noble families, and he hadn't even come in contact with many pretty girls from humble families. But even if he hadn't eaten pork, he had at least seen pigs run. The two people in the carriage didn't seem like ordinary girls from noble families. Using the name of being escorts to leave Jianzhou, they looked like they were fleeing from disaster no matter how he looked at it. When the heads of the Chang 'an Escort Agency had first gathered together to discuss the matter, Yu Hanliang didn't really want to accept the escort. However, the Chang' an Escort Agency's business had been slow for the past two years, and they had been squeezed quite a bit by the other big escort agencies. On top of that, the two people on the other side of the carriage had been generous enough to pay a deposit of six hundred taels of silver, and they had promised to pay another sixty taels of gold when they reached Songzhou! The head escort gritted his teeth and accepted the mission!
Han Xiangma, who was at the front of the escort team, raised his hand and made a gesture. The old escorts immediately drew their weapons, as if they were about to face a great enemy. However, only half of the saber was unsheathed. This was an unwritten rule of escorts. Since the other side didn't launch a sneak attack, but instead openly blocked the way, as long as they didn't really fall out with them, if the escort agency unsheathed their saber first, it would be tantamount to smashing the bandit's reputation. It was a very disrespectful act. When traveling the jianghu, one couldn't be careless in the slightest.
About seventy to eighty people jumped out of the dense forest on both sides of the small path with shiny sabers and spears. More than twenty riders appeared from the fork in the path, all of them strong and strong. Yu Hanliang had been an escort for twenty years, so of course he could tell that this group of bandits wasn't ordinary. They were most likely the kind of bandit who set small shrimps to catch big fish. Yu Hanliang was puzzled. He had never heard of such a troublesome bandit king on this mountain. He had even been here last year and remembered that the bandits who occupied the mountain were Qin Yaozi's acquaintances. Qin Yaozi was an expert in the Three Emperor Cannon Fist and the Sixteen Style Whip Kick. Yu Hanliang had no chance of winning in a one-on-one fight. However, the bandits under Qin Yaozi were not very useful. They were old, weak, and disabled. Thus, when he was escorting in the past, he had only paid a small amount of silver as a "tribute to the Emperor". Both sides were still able to live with each other. After a while, Yu Hanliang and Qin Yaozi had become half-acquainted. According to the head escort, Shi Qingfeng, this time, he wanted to see if he could use this opportunity to rope Qin Yaozi in as a guest of the Chang 'an Escort Agency. However, he didn't expect that the bandit king's banner would be so ferocious. There were twenty bandits on horseback. This wasn't something an ordinary bandit could have. Not only was a horse expensive, but there was no market for it. Raising a horse was even more difficult.
Father Yu exhaled a long breath of turbid air. He tightened his grip on the saber at his waist and urged his horse forward. First, he had Han Xiangma, a newborn calf that wasn't afraid of tigers, roll back. Facing the group of bandits, he cupped his fists and shouted, "Jian Province's Chang 'an Escort Agency's Yu Hanliang, would like to borrow the path for you heroes!"
The other party didn't move at all. Father Yu braced himself and took out two bags of silver fragments. He raised his voice and said, "Taisui offers twenty taels of filial piety!"
The twenty riders didn't move an inch on the small path.
Han Xiangma, who was originally ordered by Father Yu to bring up the rear, was furious. Ten taels of filial piety was already considered quite generous for an escort agency. These bastards relied on their numbers and didn't want to give them face. He turned his horse around and was about to draw his saber. Father Yu, who was familiar with this kid's violent temperament, was afraid that he would mess up the important matter. He turned his head and scolded, "Xiangma, don't mess around!"
Han Xiangma had no choice but to sullenly withdraw his saber. Suddenly, he opened his eyes wide and shouted with reddened eyes, "Father, be careful!"
A person jumped down from a tree on the side of the road. He was dressed in black and carried a saber as he rushed forward. Yu Hanliang had just felt a chill. He didn't even have time to draw his saber to block before the person drew his saber and slashed him and his horse into two halves.
Everyone felt as if their liver and guts were about to burst.
They only saw the semicircular flowing light on the saber's edge. This kind of cold and silent killing technique was truly terrifying.
Blood dripped on the small path. The bodies of man and horse were cut into two halves.
Han Xiangma, who had depended on Father Yu for more than twenty years, was extremely angry. He lost his reason. He clamped his legs on the horse's belly and pulled out his qilin saber, urging his horse to gallop forward.
The young saberman standing on the small path lightly twisted his wrist. The blood on his saber splashed onto the ground, forming a scarlet line of blood. He pointed the tip of his saber at Han Xiangma, who had borrowed the momentum of his horse to strengthen his saber. Instead of retreating, he advanced and madly galloped forward.
The two sides brushed past each other in an instant. After Han Xiangma's saber fell, he realized to his surprise that he had not hit his enemy. The next moment, he fell off his horse and rolled on the road. It turned out that the four hooves of his horse had been cut off by the saberman. When he looked down at himself, his legs below the knees had long been separated from his body. It was only now that the saber was too sharp that Han Xiangma felt the piercing pain. Even someone as tough as him howled in pain. His ten fingers subconsciously bent into hooks on the road and pierced into the mud. He did not even realize that his fingernails had been uprooted. Han Xiangma, who had dreamed of being in Jianghu for as long as he could remember, raised his head and saw Father Yu not far away. He slowly crawled over. At this moment, the young escort no longer had any thoughts of being free and unfettered in Jianghu and making a name for himself in the martial world. He only wanted to see his father one last time.
The saberman who committed the murder did not even look at the nameless soldier Han Xiangma. Facing the hurried formation of the escort agency, he walked forward leisurely and easily deflected a few arrows that were shot at him. The saber's edge was as clear as snow and the momentum of his saber was majestic. The old soldiers of Guangling who had formed the formation at the front could not withstand it at all. The saberman with a stiff face only needed one clean stroke each time, cutting these old escorts of the Chang 'an Escort Agency into a pool of blood as if he were cutting melons and vegetables. Except for Han Xiangma, who did not die on the spot, those who met him were all killed instantly without exception. In less than half an hour, the carriages were in a mess. The old escorts protected the carriages with their lives. The workers and handymen did not have the courage to flee in all directions. The saberman also did not chase after the carriages. Naturally, the twenty valiant cavalrymen chased after them on horseback. Raising their sabers, they easily pulled out a fatal wound that was so deep that the bones could be seen. The burly young man pulled out the tip of the saber that was stabbed into the heart of the last old escort. He wiped the saber on the body that was slowly falling to the ground to wipe away the blood stains and then used the tip of the saber to lift up the curtain of the carriage. He said coldly, "You have been chosen by Ancestor Xuanyuan. Where can you escape to?"
The curtain was lifted up and a dagger stabbed out.
The young saberman pinched the dagger with two fingers and casually broke it. He threw it on the road and then reached out to grab her slender white neck. He first dragged her out of the carriage and then hung her in the air. Her veil hat had fallen off, revealing a cold and peerless face. However, the cold-blooded swordsman did not care about her appearance. He only lowered his gaze slightly and saw that her feet, which were quite high from the ground, were trembling violently. Her hands were patting his thick arm in vain. Her face turned from red to purple. Another person who stayed in the carriage came out and saw this scene. She took off her veil hat and her face was exactly the same as the woman whose life was hanging by a thread. She said in a cold voice, "Let go of my sister!"
He glanced at her from the corner of his eye and felt that it was interesting. There was actually someone who was not afraid of death?
She suddenly pulled out a dagger hidden in her sleeve and pressed it against her neck. She pierced into her soft skin and cut a bloody groove. She said coldly, "Let's see how you will explain to the pervert Ancestor Xuanyuan if I die!"
The young saberman who had killed countless people frowned. Today's secret matter was nothing to him. Since he had come to Mount Hui to learn martial arts, of course he had to work hard for others. Everyone in Sword Province knew that the old master of Xuanyuan's hobby of keeping women and torturing and killing young girls. The old man was proficient in the Secret Sect's Joyful Method and had been cultivating Yin to Yang for decades. His inner strength could be said to be mysterious and he was also a saberplay grandmaster. The young saberman received an order to intercept a pair of Fairy Grade Cauldrons that Ancestor Xuanyuan had chosen more than half a month ago. He turned the Sword Province Escort Agency upside down and hurried over, which delayed his saberplay practice at the Six-Layered Waterfall. This made him, who was addicted to martial arts, feel very bad. Facing the threat of the woman in the carriage, he held her neck with one hand and pressed the tip of the blade against her heart with the other. He said coldly, "Suicide? I won't stop you. However, I can guarantee that your sister will die before you. As long as I find the heart acupoint and crush her heart, I can make your sister half dead and suffer a fate worse than death. It's a hundred times worse than you cutting your neck. "
She bit her lips with her snow-white teeth so hard that blood seeped out. The hatred in her eyes was unforgettable. She said slowly, "Who are you?"
The young saberman said indifferently, "Remember, I'm Yuan Tingshan. If you want revenge, follow me back to Mount Hui and serve Ancestor Xuanyuan well. Only after a few years of pillow talk will you have the hope of causing me some trouble. "
She really threw away the dagger and said with a smile, "Just wait."
The macheteman who claimed to be Yuan Tingshan casually tossed his elder sister to the ground. The twenty riders had already slaughtered all the small fries in the escort agency. Not a single one was left alive. The macheteman cracked his neck at the genuine robbers behind him. The riders whose blades were still dripping with blood all smirked and charged forward.
She looked indifferently at her sister who was hugging the saberman's thigh and begging for mercy.
The young saberman quietly waited for the riders to finish their work. When he saw that most of the heads had been harvested, he lowered his head and looked at them. "I heard that it's hard to tell your gender. I'm very curious which one of you is a man."
As he spoke, a man wearing a white brocade robe with two sabers appeared at the end of the road.
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