Killing intent was everywhere outside the courtyard. Hsu Fengnian guessed that this guqin master assassin was not good at close combat, so he tried to close the distance even if he was injured. Fortunately, he was able to kill within ten steps. However, the stakes in this dice game were so high that he did not even have the chance to open the jar to look at the dice. When he was twenty steps away, he was forced to retreat by the guqin master's left hand plucking the strings. Looking at the heavy rain with the unique eyesight of a first-grade Vajra Realm cultivator, it was as if a curtain of rain was erected between two people. If no one was creating momentum, there was no mystery. Previously, when the guqin master played the guqin with his right hand, it only produced silver threads that pierced through the curtain of rain to kill people. However, when he switched to his left hand, the sound of the guqin controlled the water droplets and paved them into a curtain of rain that could be controlled at will. Such precise control made Hsu Fengnian, who was deeply trapped in it, miserable. The rain swords that blotted out the sky and covered the earth shot toward him. He could only support his entire body's Qi and retreat again and again.
The blood on his body was washed away by the rain and seeped out again.
This Old Man in the courtyard did not see this tragic and bloody scene. He only chuckled and said, "It's said that the people of Jianghu like to draw their swords at the slightest disagreement. However, according to what you said, these two people did not even speak before they started fighting?"
The unsmiling blacksmith said in a deep voice, "These two are straightforward people."
This Old Man nodded.
The blacksmith who was drenched in the rain asked, "Who should we help?"
This Old Man shook his head and said, "We should help the latecomer, but if he dies in the hands of the guqin master Xue Songguan, it's useless to help. Just take it that we are the fisherman who benefits from the fight between the snipe and the clam. We have been stray dogs for more than twenty years, so we are not qualified to talk about kindness. The Saint pacifies the world, not moving mountains and filling the sea. It's nothing more than returning an inch higher and an inch lower. "
The blacksmith had probably waited for so many years for the flowers to mature and fall. Regardless of whether the three people in the courtyard lived or died, there would be a result, and they would not be hanging in the air. It was rare for him to say something of an evaluation. "Scholar Zhao, just like the Crown Prince, I actually don't like to listen to your reasoning. It's mainly because my teeth are sore, and it's like I'm chewing on pickled cabbage."
This Old Man's son, Zhao Dingxiu, didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed and pointed at this piece of wood. "You two, one is a useless piece of white wood, and the other is a stone in a latrine."
After saying that, the old man said softly, "I've already accepted my fate. Actually, this is pretty good too. "
The blacksmith carefully sensed the chaotic Qi activities outside the courtyard and said, "This zither player probably jumped over the Vajra Realm and entered the Finger Profound Realm. He seems to be close to the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm. However, the difference between a piece of paper and the difference between heaven and earth is hard to say. "
This Old Man said anxiously, "Then what's the point of fighting?"
The blacksmith seemed to be amused by This Old Man's unprecedented vulgarities. He laughed and said, "For us martial artists, as long as we don't reach the realm step by step, there will be many flaws."
In the alleyway, Hsu Fengnian used his sleeve to wipe the rain and blood off his face.
He had almost returned to his original position and was once again a hundred steps away from the zither player killer.
Within a hundred steps and beyond twenty steps, the zither player's ability to kill people with her right hand on the strings was already very frightening. He didn't expect that within twenty steps, the Finger Profound Realm of her left hand would be even more tyrannical.
Each of her silver threads wasn't enough to kill a Vajra Realm martial artist, but it was like using a needle to prick a big leather bag. It was another kind of insidious soft knife cutting flesh. Once a deadlock was reached, the one who would be exhausted to death would definitely be the Vajra Realm martial artist who couldn't get close to her.
The blind zither player wasn't in a hurry to take advantage of her victory to pursue the killer. Her hands stopped and pressed on the zither strings. The corners of her mouth curled up as she said softly, "Come and kill me."
Hsu Fengnian was so angry that he almost vomited blood. He squeezed out a smile and asked tentatively, "I won't ask who wants to kill me. I just want to know how much it costs to buy my life."
Unfortunately, she didn't speak anymore.
Hsu Fengnian exhaled a long breath.
At this moment, she suddenly bent her fingers and pulled on the strings, snapping a string on the spot!
Hsu Fengnian's energy reserve was like a big pot of boiling water. It wasn't obvious that someone threw firewood into it and slowly heated it up. It was only at this moment that he completely lost control. He couldn't suppress a mouthful of blood and it gushed out of his throat.
This was the blind zither player's true killer move. Playing the zither hundreds of times to injure the skin and Qi was just a smokescreen. Since the zither music had always been regarded as the music to stop evil and correct the heart, of course it could also be used by a Finger Profound Realm martial artist to stop ghosts and gods from breaking Vajra. The zither music from before, whether it was the distinction between north and south or the difference between speed and slowness, it was all a kind of silent guidance. The late spring rain was like splashing ink, but the spring breeze moistened things silently. This snapping of the strings plucked at the heartstrings, causing most of the Qi in Hsu Fengnian's entire body to surge violently in an instant. It immediately went straight for Hsu Fengnian's heart meridian! If she succeeded, his heart wouldn't be whole anymore.
Finger Profound. Finger Low String.
Profound Bow String. The blind zither player's Finger Profound was not to ask for immortality, but to cut off other people's path to immortality.
Hsu Fengnian smashed a fist on his chest, forcefully suppressing the Qi flowing downwards. He, who had been using both feet to lock the Qi in place, relaxed the last third of the confinement. He laughed nastily as he lifted his feet and ran. This woman had set up a series of traps and was quietly waiting for this opportunity. He had been patient from beginning to end, waiting for the opportunity to make his move. Wasn't he the oriole behind?
The Spring Thunder Scabbard inserted into the wall rang, but it was covered by the sound of the rain.
The zither player, who could be called a woman's national master, furrowed her delicate brows.
She seemed to feel some heartache and regret, snapping another string.
The majestic rain above the two people's heads froze in an instant, but the rain below the eaves of the alley continued to fall rapidly. Thus, an extremely strange scene appeared.
Heaven and earth separated.
There was no rain in the alley!
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