Hsu Fengnian casually threw away the useless sword that was once known to cut jade like mud and asked again, "Who allowed you to say the word 'sword'?"
Normally, if someone dared to be so arrogant and rude, he would be chopped into minced meat and fed to the dogs with his sword. However, this young man, who was even more of a devil than him, was stronger than him. He struggled to gasp and said, "I heard that the Sword Immortal Li Chungang of the Liyang Dynasty once said that he was a model for swordsmen of our generation, so I secretly learned and used it. If young master is dissatisfied, I, no, I, Zhongli Handan, won't say it again. I won't say it again for the rest of my life …" Zhongli Handan's face turned from red to purple as he gasped and said, "I heard that the Sword Immortal Li Chungang of the Liyang Dynasty once said that he was a model for swordsmen of our generation, so I secretly learned and used it. If young master is dissatisfied, I, no, I, Zhongli Handan, will never say it again.
Hsu Fengnian responded with an "oh" and raised his hand. He slapped the side of the head of this immortal from the Cottage. Then, his head was pulled out of the body and rolled far away like a watermelon. Hsu Fengnian threw away the headless body and laughed softly, "Sword and Lai are such common words. It must be very difficult for you to keep your promise. In order not to break your promise, I have to help you."
When the servant boy who handed Zhongli Handan the sword saw his master die suddenly, he did not care about anything else. He also did not think deeply about why his master died in one move. He only thought that he was tricked by a villain and was careless. He snatched the famous sword from the other servant who was holding the sword. After he pulled out the sword with a clang, he angrily rebuked with red eyes, "You crazy country bastard, do you know that Master Zhongli is the next Hut Master of Shen Men's straw hut? I will tear you into pieces and let you die without a burial place! "
In the eyes of Han Fang, Zhang Xiucheng and the others who were not weak in martial arts, the sword boy's sword strike was not to be underestimated. The five fingers of Xu Fengnian's left hand hooked into a claw, and the head that was dripping with blood flew back out of thin air. Coincidentally, it was split into two by the sword boy's sword. However, the splattering blood was all bounced off by a layer of Fata Morgana. On the other hand, the domineering sword boy's face was covered in blood. His sword chopped open his master's head, and it hovered three to four inches above the sword-carrying scholar's head. Xu Fengnian slowly raised his arm and flicked the sword away from the sword boy's hand with a flick of his finger. The sword broke free from the sword boy's hand and slapped his white cheek. Instantly, a long red mark as wide as the sword body appeared. After the ancient sword with a rare cat's eye stone inlaid in the sword guard left Xu Fengnian's hand, it strangely pulled back into Xu Fengnian's hand and cracked inch by inch. Xu Fengnian smiled at the stunned sword boy and said, "I have never even heard of Shen Men's Thatched Hut. How would I know who this piece of trash with a broken head is? Your master has just gone to hell. Since you are so loyal, why don't you accompany him? Otherwise, with your peerless swordsmanship of splitting Mount Hua, I believe that you will be buried with him when you return to the Cottage. "
Only then did the sword boy realize the difference between the two of them. He had just said a word when his body was kicked like a drawn bow and flew out five to six feet away. He spat out blood and died.
Hsu Fengnian then asked, "What do you want to say?"
In the square, two groups of people with different standpoints were both shocked.
Hong Qian quietly moved, wanting to escape from this troublesome place. After cutting down the flag, he had already cut off all ties with the Loyal and Righteous Stronghold. There was no room for negotiation. The big backer that he had found with great difficulty died on the spot. Not to mention how this bloody swordsman would deal with him, just his master, Zhang Xiucheng, and the leader, Han Fang, were enough to make him suffer. Just as he slipped to the edge of the square, Hsu Fengnian turned around and stared at this bandit who spared no effort to climb up the ranks. He smiled and said, "Leader Hong, don't be in a hurry to leave. This apricot yellow flag was cut down by you because of the grudge between you and the stronghold. It has nothing to do with me. However, I heard from Qing Zhu's mother that when her husband's manor was broken into, it was also you who hid your identity and became a guest of the manor for a few months. Then, you cooperated from the inside and stabbed that scholar to death. Many of the pretty maids who used to joke with you were also killed that night after you lifted up your belt. Since Zhongli Handan is dead, come, come, come, if you are lucky enough to beat me, Qing Zhu's mother will be your plaything in the tent."
Hong Qian's face was full of bitterness and regret. He said, "Young Master Xu, you must be joking. How would I dare to be disrespectful to you?"
The Taoist priest, Zhang Xiucheng, suddenly said loudly, "I beg Young Master Xu to leave this person to me! After this, if you want to kill me, I, Zhang Xiucheng, will not fight back. Do as you wish! "
Hsu Fengnian asked back, "That day at the wine shop at the foot of the mountain, didn't you want to cut off my head with your sword?"
Zhang Xiucheng said calmly, "As long as Young Master Xu is willing to let go of the Loyal and Righteous Stronghold, I, Zhang Xiucheng, kill Hong Qian, and I will apologize with my life!"
Hsu Fengnian smiled and spread out his hands, indicating that Zhang Xiucheng should go all out to kill and clean up the place.
Hsu Fengnian looked at the apricot yellow flag with the word "Vermilion" written on it and said to himself, "It's not wrong for the government to force the people to rebel. However, after eating wine and meat, they changed from being unarmed to holding weapons. In the end, the people who killed the most were the people like you. Who is the one doing justice for whom?"
Hsu Fengnian looked at the group of shivering Cottage servants. Since even the king of the mountain was dead, what else could he do? Hsu Fengnian turned his head and said to Han Fang, "Leader Han, can you lend me seven or eight horses to go with me to the Shen Men's Thatched Cottage to see the wonderland on earth?"
Han Fang clasped his hands and said loudly, "I dare not disobey!"
A few bandits from the Zhongyi Stockade brought over a dozen horses from the stable with fear. They were afraid that this handsome guy, who was even more devilish than a devil, would think that there were too few horses and that he was not observant enough and would kill them all. That would be really unjust. Hong Qian was already entangled by Zhang Xiucheng. A few strong men stood still and formed a circle. Against the famous anonymous disciple of the Daode Clan, Zhang Xiucheng, Hong Qian originally had no chance of winning. Moreover, most of his martial arts were taught by Zhang Xiucheng. His shortcomings were exposed and he was targeted everywhere. Fang Dayi, who was eyeing him covetously, saw an opportunity. He waved his axe and cut a big wound on Hong Qian's back. Hong Qian no longer had the strength to scold this black bull for not following the rules. At this moment, Hsu Fengnian, who had just pulled the reins and was about to jump on the horse, flashed past. He grabbed the flag with the words "Justice for Heaven" in his hand and rushed behind Fang Dayi. He slapped his back. Before the strong man fell, his head was wrapped up by the flag. Like a dumpling, he was slowly suffocated to death.
A cool breeze blew in the square, but it made everyone fall into an ice cellar.
After Hong Qian's chest was pierced by Zhang Xiucheng's sword, he laughed and said, "It's good to die! All of you died happily! I will still be a man in my next life. I only hope that God will let Han Fang, Zhang Xiucheng and the rest of you become women … "
Without waiting for him to finish his last words, Zhang Xiucheng's sword pierced his heart and lungs.
Hsu Fengnian glanced at the apricot-eyed Taoist and said calmly, "Since Lady Qing Zhu said that you still have some sage-like demeanor, I will spare your life. As for what to do in the future, wait for me and Leader Han to come back and make a decision."
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
