Chapter 201: Blazing Blade Technique

It was late at night, and the messy inn was already in a mess.

Sikong Li was surrounded by several black-armored guards and could not get out for a while. Hearing the sarcastic words coming from behind, he immediately cursed. But when he cursed, the blade in front of him just passed by his cheek, which scared Sikong Li.

He underestimated the strength of these black-armored guards!

These black-armored guards were not weak in martial arts, and they worked together to exert even stronger strength, not to mention that the extremely hard armor caused him a lot of trouble.

Almost careless, suffered a big loss!

Seeing this, Sikong Li finally didn't dare to be arrogant. He turned his head and looked outside the inn behind him, and said coldly: "If you don't do it, don't blame me for not warning you if something happens later!"

The cold words were a bit threatening.

At the same time, a cold wind suddenly blew outside the inn, blowing the doors and windows of the inn.

At the same time, a sharp breath poured in.

A burly man in a red robe rushed into the inn, landed on the beam not far away, and looked at everyone in the inn with a smile.

This was a middle-aged man about the same age as Sikong Li, but his face was much more vicissitudes. He was wearing a red robe with gold edges, red like fire, and particularly dazzling.

The red-robed man was burly and ordinary in appearance, but he gave people a very dangerous feeling, especially because he was carrying a knife behind him.

A long knife!

The long knife was about four feet long, with a slender handle and a sharp blade. Although the blade could not be seen, the sharp touch of the knife could be vaguely felt.

The red-robed man stood on the beam, quietly looking at Sikong Li, who was surrounded by black-armored guards in the inn and looked a little embarrassed, and sneered: "Sikong Li, didn't you brag so much before? What about capturing the Prince of Lin with one hand?"

"Now you haven't even seen the Prince of Lin, and you can't even beat a few guards?"

Sikong Li was forced to retreat in embarrassment by the guards. He retreated to a safe place, then gritted his teeth and turned his head to sneer: "If you have the ability, come and try?"

"What's the harm in trying?"

Gu Chaosheng looked at the black-armored guards in front of him with a mocking look, and jumped down from the beam. Looking at the black-armored guards in front of him, he said with a click of his tongue: "Is this the black-armored guard trained by Lin Hengzhong? It seems that he has some strength..."

As he said, his eyes immediately fell on Lin Qingqing beside him, and raised his eyebrows: "Is this the powerful personal maid next to the Prince of Lin? Not so good!"

At this time, Lin Qingqing looked at the two people in front of her, as if facing a great enemy.

Sikong Li's martial arts skills are not weak, and his strength is above hers. Now there is another person, whose martial arts skills are also good.

Lin Qingqing's eyes fell on the sharp long sword behind the other person, and she narrowed her eyes suddenly: "Who are you?"

"What? No one in the world knows me?"

Gu Chaosheng seemed a little surprised, and slowly took the long sword from behind. As the long sword fell, he pulled off the cloth wrapped on the long sword, and a sharp, cold and sharp long sword was exposed to the air.

"Ding!"

The long sword fell on the floor of the inn, making a crisp sound, and a knife mark was left on the fragile wooden floor.

"I haven't been in the world for a long time, and it seems that many people have forgotten this Fiery Sword Technique!"

Gu Chaosheng grinned, looked up and stared at Lin Qingqing: "Girl, do you have any impression of my sword?"

Lin Qingqing stared at the long sword, and then looked at the man in front of her in a red robe, with a fierce aura like Fiery Fire, and some memories gradually emerged in her mind.

Gu Chaosheng?

About ten years ago, there was a swordsman in the martial arts world who was famous for his sharp swordsmanship. His swordsmanship was fierce, and wherever his Fiery Swordsmanship went, no grass would grow.

However, later, this swordsman gradually disappeared, and there was no news about him in the martial arts world.

Is this the man in front of him? !

Lin Qingqing's eyes became more and more fierce.

This man was already a master who had entered the fifth level ten years ago. Now that ten years have passed, the opponent's martial arts will only be higher!

Thinking of this, Lin Qingqing's heart sank: "Set up the formation!"

As soon as the voice fell, the black-armored guards in the inn had already set off and surrounded Gu Chaosheng.

Gu Chaosheng stood in place and glanced back at Sikong Li: "Sikong Li, watch and see how your grandfather dealt with them."

Sikong Li sneered and looked at him with disdain.

"Ha!"

Gu Chaosheng clenched the long sword in his hand, and when he retracted his gaze, the playful sneer in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a cold chill.

And, a strong killing intent!

As if there was a fire covering him, Gu Chaosheng's aura changed, and the long sword in his hand seemed to have a thousand kilograms of strength. Gu Chaosheng held the sword in one hand, facing the black-armored guards surrounding him, without retreating or avoiding, and fell heavily with a sword.

The long sword was wrapped in a sharp momentum, and the terrifying aura spread.

"Be careful!"

Lin Qingqing's pupils shrank, and she immediately realized that something was wrong, and she spoke out quickly.

The black-armored guards in front of her also naturally sensed the sharp aura of this sword, and did not dare to confront it head-on, and quickly retreated.

"Bang!"

The long sword fell to the ground with a loud thunder.

The wooden board on the ground was split in half, and the broken wood flew across. The residual power of this sword shook the surroundings, and everyone's face changed slightly.

"His swordsmanship is not simple, be careful!"

Lin Qingqing realized that this person's swordsmanship was fierce. If he was accidentally hit, he would lose his life on the spot.

"Be careful? Will being careful be useful?"

The knife missed, and Gu Chaosheng showed a sly smile, looking disdainfully as he stared at the guards around him.

"I'm going to be serious, watch out!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Chaosheng raised his sword again and approached Lin Qingqing.

The speed was so fast that Lin Qingqing's face changed. It seemed that she didn't expect the other party's sword skills to be so sharp and even his body movements were so fast. Lin Qingqing raised her sword and quickly dodged.

At the same time, the surrounding black-armored guards rushed up, and the cold weapons attacked Gu Chaosheng together.

"Come on!"

Gu Chaosheng did not dodge at all, but his eyes became more excited. Facing all the guards, he waved the long sword in his hand, and it seemed that there was a fire in an instant.

In the air, the swords collided, and the sharp sword energy swept across the inn.

"Puff..."

A black-armored guard took a blow, and the armor on his body shattered instantly. Under the heavy sword, he was almost seriously injured.

He looked terrified. If it weren't for the armor that blocked the blow for him, the blow just now would have even cut off half of his body.

This knife is too domineering and sharp? !

At this moment, in the inn, Gu Chaosheng, holding a knife, was like a god descending from the mountain, and no one could stop him.

Anyone who took his knife would be either dead or disabled! Even if attacked by the sharp knife energy, it was still difficult to stop.

Not far away, Sikong Li watched this scene and focused slightly.

He had to admit that Gu Chaosheng's knife skills were indeed fierce, and even he could not take it hard.

Seeing that all the black-armored guards in the inn were paying attention to Gu Chaosheng, Sikong Li's eyes flashed with a sneer, raised his eyes and glanced at the second floor of the inn, and immediately approached quietly.

When Sikong Li just walked to the stairs, he was blocked by someone.

"Get out of the way!"

Sikong Li did not think about it and quickly made a sharp move with his fingers.

But the other party was prepared, drew his sword, and slashed down. Sikong Li sensed the danger, his eyes shrank, and he immediately stepped back, looking up at the other party with a look of surprise.

"Who are you?"

In front of him was a young man with a serious look, and his clothes were stained with a lot of blood, which looked a bit creepy.

The sharp eyes fell on Sikong Li, and he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

The pressure from this person was greater than that from the maid just now!

"Lin Kong, the guard of the Prince Lin's personal army!"

Lin Kong looked at him coldly, and as soon as the voice fell, the sharp sword in his hand was already at Sikong Li's throat.

...

It was late at night.

The inn was already in chaos.

At night, the assassins who attacked from a distance had already sneaked into the inn, and the fighting inside and outside the inn did not stop.

Such a big commotion had already alarmed the residents around.

Some were terrified, some were panicked, and some fled in a hurry to report to the police. But when the government officials arrived, no one dared to approach.

The entire inn was littered with corpses, and the strong smell of blood and screams made people shudder.

The government officials did not even dare to approach, and only dared to watch from a distance.

"Is this a vendetta?"

"So many people died, how, what should we do?"

"What can we do? There are grudges in the martial arts world, what can we do? Let them fight, dog bite dog! Wait until they die first!"

"..."

The third floor of the inn.

"They are coming."

Lin Jiangnian spoke in a low voice.

"Sikong Li, Gu Chaosheng!"

Zhiyuan lowered his eyes and recited the two names carefully.

"How are these two people's martial arts?" Lin Jiangnian asked.

"Not worth mentioning."

Zhiyuan said lightly.

Lin Jiangnian laughed: "Both of them are masters who have been famous in the martial arts world for a long time. Are they not worth mentioning in your mouth?"

Zhiyuan looked indifferent: "The Xuyang Finger and Guibian Palm passed down by Sikongli's family can be regarded as first-class martial arts in the martial arts world, but Sikongli's martial arts talent is not very high. He can't really bring out the power of Xuyang Finger, so it's not worth mentioning."

"As for Gu Chaosheng... He was only at the fifth level ten years ago. In terms of martial arts talent, he was not even as good as Qingqing..."

Zhiyuan didn't continue, but Lin Jiangnian understood what she meant.

Sighed lightly: "You can't compare like this. There are very few people in the world who can compare with Qingqing and others in talent."

Qingqing and others were orphans adopted by Lin Hengzhong from all over the world. There were many criteria for adopting them, among which martial arts talent was only the most basic requirement.

To be precise, if they were not first-class martial arts talents, they would not be in Lin Hengzhong's eyes.

Which of the guards around Lin Jiangnian is not gifted and has made outstanding achievements in martial arts?

Gu Chaosheng has no advantage over them.

"However, Gu Chaosheng was already a fifth-grade master ten years ago. Now that ten years have passed, what realm should he be at now? Fourth-grade? Or third-grade?"

"Can Qingqing and the others stop him?"

Zhiyuan did not answer. She glanced at the night outside the window and paused. She suddenly turned her head and looked at Lin Jiangnian: "Lend me your Qiushui sword."

Lin Jiangnian was startled. Before he understood what was going on, he saw Zhiyuan pick up the Qiushui sword on the table.

The long sword was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed.

Qiushui sword gave off a green light, and the sharp sword energy instantly spread.

Then, Zhiyuan walked to the window sill, jumped up, stepped on the window sill, and disappeared into the night.

...

The night was as dark as ink.

Outside the inn, on the eaves, a middle-aged man looked ahead.

The cool wind blows at night, and the coldness envelops the sky and the earth.

Not long after, a beautiful figure came riding on the wind.

The cold face, cold temperament, and the sharp green light cold sword in his hand made the world feel cold.

"Are you the personal maid beside Prince Lin?"

The middle-aged man spoke. The man was about forty years old, with a restrained aura and sharp eyes, like an elegant scholar.

In his hand, he also held a sword.

Zhiyuan looked at the person in front of him coldly, his eyes fell on the opponent's sword, and he paused for a moment: "Duan Tiande?"

Duan Tiande seemed a little surprised: "Do you recognize me?"

Zhiyuan looked at him coldly: "Why are you here?"

"Entrusted by others."

Duan Tiande said calmly.

Zhiyuan's eyes were cold, with murderous intent lingering: "So, you want to be my enemy in Prince Lin's Mansion?"

Duan Tiande sighed softly: "When you are in the world, you can't help yourself!"

He didn't say anything, but he said everything.

The purpose of being here tonight is self-evident.

Zhiyuan's eyes did not conceal the coldness at all: "Your Duan family can be regarded as a famous family in the world. Aren't you afraid that when I come to the palace, I will destroy your Duan family and not even a blade of grass will grow?!"

Duan Tiande fell silent, his eyes seeming hesitant.

At this moment, another sharp sneer came from the night: "Duan Tiande, why are you afraid that she is a girl?"

In the night sky, a strange figure appeared, landed on the eaves on the other side, and surrounded the kite from front to back.

It was also a middle-aged man, with a sinister smile on his face, and he looked extremely cunning. With a pair of swords on his waist, he looks good.

He looked at the paper kite on the eaves with a grin, and then glanced at Duan Tiande: "As long as everyone here dies tonight, who will know that it is related to your Duan family?"

"Besides, you have King Xu backing you, what are you afraid of Lin Hengzhong doing? No matter how powerful Lin Hengzhong is, he can go north to find trouble for your Duan family!"

After hearing these words, Duan Tiande remained silent, but the hesitation in his eyes was a little less.

Zhiyuan suddenly turned his head and stared coldly at the person in front of him, his eyes falling on the two swords at his waist.

"Mandarin duck double sword?"

Zhiyuan said coldly: "Are you Yue Pingsheng?"

"Girl, you have such good eyesight, you can recognize me even now. Sure enough, I have two brushes!"

Yue Pingsheng laughed ferociously and looked at the woman in front of him unscrupulously: "You are young and your aura is so strong, you girl has some strength. However, tonight, young master, I will destroy her with my own hands!"

"Whoosh, whoosh!"

In the dark night, Yue Pingsheng pulled out the two swords from his waist. The sharp swords were filled with cold air in the night, and his eyes became fierce in vain.

"Yue Pingsheng, ranked eleventh on the list of martial arts masters, uses Yuanyang swords and creates his own Yuanyang sword technique..."

Zhiyuan stood there, the cold wind howling, and she looked at the other party expressionlessly.

Yue Pingsheng sneered: "Girl, you know me very well!"

"Fatal flaw... his breath is unstable, his sword technique is strong but messy, and he is vulnerable to a single blow!"

Zhiyuan said expressionlessly.

Yue Pingsheng's pupils suddenly shrank.

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