Putting away his folding fan, the young master who had his Crossing the River Knife pulled on the reins and lightly dodged the bloody human skin. Indifferent to the movement's sudden death, he smiled and said, "Han Shengxuan can kill Celestial Phenomenon with one finger; it's not unusual for a second class to kill a first class."
He saw that Xu Fengnian was expressionless and didn't seem to be interested in talking to him, so he was happy to talk to himself. "But that's not surprising, but it's very surprising that you're proficient in the art of skinning human cats. I just don't know if you know the last two realms of scraping bones and pulling out tendons. "
He turned his wrist, and Bai Qiao, who was pulled along by the long rope, spun around as he looked down at the prince of Beiliang who had come alone.
Zhao Gou had a confidential file specially collected for His Royal Highness, which was only slightly thinner than Cao Changqing's in the Heavenly Archive Room. He had casually flipped through it earlier, and it had truly broadened his horizons. Han Diaosi, who was said to have died of an illness in the imperial palace, had actually been killed by the young man in front of him with a flying sword outside Godly Martial City. Logically speaking, Hsu Fengnian's realm had plummeted after Master Liu Hao's beating, so it wasn't too difficult for him to kill a movement at the Vajra realm, but it also wasn't easy. The crux of the matter was how this Xu fellow had obtained the unusual Finger Mystic Realm of human cats. He didn't believe that there was anyone else in the world who had been lucky enough to comprehend the Finger Mystic Realm's Looking Glass Technique, which was known as "pointing straight to the heart of heaven." Not only did it have a photographic memory, it could also extract the essence. The reason why the female sword attendant in the Wu family's Sword Mound, the one who carried the Su Of Gojoseon on her back, could steal sword techniques and sword intent, no matter how obscure they were, was more of an instinct that only happened once in a hundred years. However, she was limited to stealing other people's sword techniques, and was still a little inferior to Jiang Ding's ability to "accept everything." If this Xu fellow had the same aptitude as Jiang Ding, then Jiang Ding really wouldn't be able to eat or sleep in peace. Since ancient times, one mountain couldn't accommodate two tigers, even if this mountain was the entire jianghu. The jianghu was indeed very big, but Jiang Ding was very narrow-minded and couldn't tolerate any potential opponent who had the chance to stand side by side with him.
Earlier, Jiang Ding had seen Xu Fellow kill Yue Zhang very clearly. First, it was Đồng Thái's Flying Sword Pinning Technique, then it was Han Diaosi's Skinning Technique. Both of them were top killing techniques in the world. Yue Zhang's attacks were completely disorganized and he tried to kill Jiang Ding with a single blow using his Vajra Realm physique. How could there be such a good thing in the world? However, Jiang Ding didn't find this strange. Yue Zhang had just entered the First Rank State and was immediately scared out of his wits by Han Diaosi. Since then, he had been as timid as a mouse and had never fought with a master of the same level. Therefore, it was definitely not good to be reckless in the jianghu, but it was also not good to be overly concerned with one's cultivation and thus cherish one's life too much.
Jiang Ding raised his wrist and twirled the red string of his saber with two fingers. The "Crossing the River" was still spinning as he bent down to look at Hsu Fengnian. "There's an extremely powerful master at the top of the mountain. I definitely can't beat him, and even if I wanted to escape, I might not be able to escape alive. However, you and I are about the same age and background. You, Hsu Fengnian, can be considered a noble family, but I'm not bad either. Those dukes and marquises of Zhulu Mountain are also people who occupy mountains and call themselves kings. However, in terms of seniority, they still have to call me Martial Granduncle or something. Therefore, in the so-called jianghu of Yue Zhang and the others, there's no one with a better background than me. How about it? Do you dare to fight me to the death? Don't worry, even if I can kill you, I won't. I still want to live well and go to Beiliang's frontier fortress to experience Beimang's desert scenery. Hsu Fengnian, Beiliang is your territory. It's up to you whether you want to fight or not. If you dare, I'll accompany you to the end. If you lose, I'll give you this "Crossing the River Pawn" in my hand. If you don't dare and want to be a coward, I'll immediately turn around and run. "
Hsu Fengnian laughed. "I dare, but no matter how powerful you are, you're only at the level of the fifth raccoon. Compared to a human cat, you're a long way off. However, whether you dare or not is one thing, whether you want to or not is another. You should run. I'll give you the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn. After that, Lingzhou's deputy general, Han Laoshan, will lead the troops to suppress the bandits. Oh, let me tell you, you've been appointed by the imperial court to weave official documents and court bulletins. I estimate that very soon, you'll reach the Prince's mansion and the Administrator's residence at the same time. However, I'll pretend I didn't see you. I'll say this first. While you're on the run, I won't count if you hurt anyone, but if you kill any soldier, I'll make you lose an arm. If you can make any cavalry throw away their armor, I'll remember your kindness. "
Jiang Fuding didn't panic even though his amulet was so easily torn away. He straightened up on his horse and smiled. "I heard you went with Li Chungang to Guangling River. How come I didn't see you learn the old God of Swords' swordsmanship? You're quite despicable."
Hsu Fengnian reached out and grabbed the human skin of the movement. He was prepared to hang it on the easternmost city of Lingzhou along with the bones. He wanted to tell the restless foreign jianghu people what kind of price they had to pay if they wanted to stir up trouble in Beiliang. Outside Shenwu City, Hsu Fengnian had not only collected some humans, cats, and a few remaining "red snakes", but he had also collected some secrets from the skull. Among them was the Vajra movement of Mount Zhulu, who was in charge of waiting for rabbits to find out.
Hsu Fengnian expressionlessly raised the human skin. Jiang Fuding suddenly shook his wrist and tightly gripped this "pawn" that had never appeared in the jianghu.
After Jiang Fuding made this murderous move, Xu Yanbing also raised his spear at the top of the mountain.
Finally, Jiang Fuding laughed loudly, his thick killing intent dissipating. "Hsu Fengnian, don't force yourself. Since you've been beaten up badly by the movement, spit out blood if you want to. Don't suffer because you want to save face."
Hsu Fengnian smiled. "There's only half an incense stick left."
Jiang Fuding smiled. "That's not right. There should be half an incense stick left."
Hsu Fengnian said calmly, "My incense stick is different from yours."
Jiang Fuding sighed and loosened the red rope. The famous blade in its white scabbard hung from it. He stared deeply at this guy, then silently turned his horse around. He was confident that he could win against Xu Yanbing, but even if he killed him, he would die at the hands of the master on the mountaintop. It was not worth it. His life was much more valuable than that of the Crown Prince of Beiliang.
A voice suddenly came from behind him. "Leave the blade. You don't deserve it anyway."
With his back to Hsu Fengnian, the young man in the black robe looked gloomy, as if he was hesitating whether or not to use the blade.
In the end, Jiang Fuding did not turn around. With a shake of his wrist, he broke the red rope, grabbed the pawn, and threw it to the back of his head.
Hsu Fengnian's pupils contracted, and his body did not move an inch.
The spear on the mountaintop streaked across the sky, hitting the seemingly slow and leisurely falling blade.
There was lightning in the square inch.
A huge ravine was blasted open on the road.
The momentum of the blade, which contained evil intentions, was shattered by the spear, and it happened to fall on top of Hsu Fengnian's head. Hsu Fengnian reached out to take the white-scabbard blade and wrapped the human skin in the scabbard. After the dust settled, the horse was still there, but that person was nowhere to be seen.
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