Chapter 40 Blood Sword Yin Wuji

Sun Xiaohong's question was of course also the question of everyone in the inn.

Old Man Tianji glanced at You Longsheng, then shook his head and said, "This is the secret of Shaolin Temple, how do you know?

Apart from the divine monks of Shaolin Temple, Li Tanhua and A Fei, the only one who knows the inside story is You Longsheng, the young master of Hidden Sword Villa who has been involved in this matter.

However, Li Tanhua and A Fei walked out of the Shaolin Temple together, which proves that the Shaolin Temple has determined that Li Tanhua is not a plum blossom thief. This matter has been concluded and there is no need to discuss it further. "

"What about the real Plum Blossom Thief?" Sun Xiaohong asked.

"The real plum blossom thief..." Old Man Tianji took a puff of dry cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and floated away, "The real plum blossom thief, even if he is not dead, will not dare to come forward."

"Why?"

"Because Li Tanhua and Fei Swordsman are targeting him, if he dares to show his face, he will not be able to escape the pursuit of these two people, nor can he escape the trial of Shaolin Temple." Old Man Tianji said, "With such two great masters and martial arts leaders Staring, do you think he still dares to show his face? "

Sun Xiaohong clapped her hands and said with a smile, "Of course I don't dare. In that case, even if the Plum Blossom Thief is still alive, wouldn't it be as good as dead?"

Old Man Tianji nodded, "If he still wants to come out, he must find a way to destroy these two great masters first."

Sun Xiaohong smiled and said, "Isn't this more difficult than climbing to heaven?"

Old Man Tianji nodded and said with a smile, "It is indeed more difficult than climbing to the sky."

As soon as the words fell, a sneer was heard from the inn. When everyone turned around, they saw a swordsman holding a wine glass with a sneer on his face.

"Xiao Li's flying knife never misses a beat, and he blows so loudly that my ears are on edge. I'm about to challenge him to see if his knife is faster or mine is faster."

The swordsman looked at Old Man Tianji, "Old man, since you know that he went to Shaolin, do you know where he is now?"

Old Man Tianji looked at the swordsman's sword, hands, and feet, then shook his head and said, "I am just a storyteller in the world. How do I know the whereabouts of this great master Li Xunhuan?"

"Where can a swordsman come from, and he doesn't even have any shoes, and dares to compete with Li Xunhuan?" A heavy drinking man suddenly taunted, "I can throw a knife at him, and even Yi Lai and Wudu Boy can't compare with it. You are in the weapons list." Where is it ranked and what’s your record?”

The three swordsmen all turned their heads, and the six big men stood up one after another without giving in.

"What, you want to show off? We have seven Yellow River dragons running across Henan and Hebei. On both sides of the Yellow River, we have never been afraid of anyone!" A bald man said coldly.

"Seven dragons in the Yellow River?" A swordsman sneered, "Why are there only six of them?"

"court death!"

The leader, a slender man, shouted angrily, picked up the nine-ringed sword at his feet, raised it with one hand, and pointed it at the three of them, "Where did you come from? How dare you come to the edge of the Yellow River to discuss wildfires?"

This nine-ring broadsword was one palm wide, with a handle one foot long, and weighed at least twenty kilograms. The big man held it horizontally with one hand, and it was as steady as a rock. This showed that his strength was not small, and he was not a weakling.

But the swordsman didn't care. He narrowed his eyes and grasped the handle of the sword with his right hand.

A war is about to break out.

Feng Wan quietly approached You Longsheng, "The Seven Dragons of the Yellow River have always been doing business without capital on both sides of the Yellow River. Their martial arts are not weak, their moves are good, and they don't provoke the masters. The accents of those three swordsmen should be from the northwest."

You Longsheng nodded. The Seven Dragons of the Yellow River appeared in the original work. The eldest brother was easily frightened by the Iron Legend Armor, while the second brother recognized Li Xunhuan and quietly retreated with everyone. These two characteristics can indeed be seen.

For ordinary Jianghu people, his martial arts skills are not weak, and his vision is indeed very good.

The big man had just made a mockery, obviously because they had been scared away by Li Xunhuan, so they naturally wanted to brag about Li Xunhuan's power, thereby showing that he and others who were scared away by Li Xunhuan were not incompetent.

You Longsheng looked at the two sides with great interest. This was the first time since he traveled through time that he watched the battle between the two Jianghu people from the perspective of a bystander, and he felt very excited.

When the customers around the two tables were quietly retreating from the stall, You Longsheng drank some wine and peanuts, and started eating melon and watching a movie.

The next moment, the nine-ring knife struck the swordsman's shoulder, and the swordsman smiled coldly and drew the knife.

"choke!"

"Dang Dang Dang!"

"Crash, lala, lala -"

In just three moves, the nine-ring sword was knocked away and nailed to the corridor pillar, and the nine iron rings made a sound.

The tall and tall man held his wrist and stepped back continuously, with blood dripping from his fingers. However, he was hit in the wrist by a knife from the opposite party, and his hand tendons were almost destroyed.

"Uh-huh!"

Two single swords, Emei thorns, double short spears, and chain guns were all drawn out, and then the tall and tall man was protected behind him.

"Today we admit our defeat and ask the three of us to leave our names so that the seven dragons of the Yellow River can remember them forever!"

"Then listen carefully, we are..."

"Bang!"

The door of the inn lobby was pushed open, and a figure dressed in bright red walked in from the dark wind and snow.

Everyone looked at him and saw this man wearing red clothes and a bright red cloak, with a blood-red red sheath sword hanging on his waist. His eyebrows were sharp, but there was an indescribable gloominess.

"Three Swordsmen of Mobei, were you the ones who killed Red Wind Sword Chu Qi in Fenglingdu?"

The swordsman who was interrupted narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Who are you, but you want to avenge that Chu Qi?"

Although he didn't answer, it was no different from admitting it in person.

The man's face showed no emotion, and he said expressionlessly, "Don't you know that Chu Qi, the Red Wind Sword, is the disciple of Yin Wuji, the Blood Sword?"

"I heard about it, so what, you are Yin Wuji, the Blood Sword?"

Yin Wuji finally showed a grim smile on his face, "Yes, I am Yin Wuji, the Blood Sword."

The next moment, Yin Wuji suddenly rushed forward, like a ball of blood, and went straight for the three people.

"Looking for death!"

"Kill!"

Yin Wuji's momentum was definitely not comparable to the Seven Dragons of the Yellow River. The other two swordsmen also drew their swords together, and the three long swords turned into three balls of snow-white sword light, forming a "PIN" shape and going straight to Yin Wuji's neck, chest, and dantian.

"Clang!"

Yin Wuji finally drew his sword, and his sword blade was also blood red. He did not dodge or avoid, and met the sword light on the opposite side, and then twisted his body and penetrated in at the last moment.

"Dangdangdang!"

"Chachachacha!"

"Ahhh!"

You Longsheng saw clearly that the three swordsmen were not weak in martial arts, but Yin Wuji was obviously stronger. His body shape and swordsmanship were first-class, and his moves were swift and vicious. The three swordsmen worked together to surround him, but they couldn't hurt him.

However, blood spurted out of their bodies frequently.

"Retreat!"

A swordsman shouted and wanted to get out of the inn, but as soon as his feet left the ground, he felt his ankles cold, and then his legs softened, and he fell back.

"Chachacha!"

The next moment, Yin Wuji's bloody sword swept across the necks of the three swordsmen.

The three swordsmen of Mobei, who were about to compete with Li Xunhuan and suppress the seven dragons of the Yellow River, became three dead men.

You Longsheng sighed. Gu Long's world is indeed a martial world where people draw their swords at the slightest disagreement. Li Xunhuan's story is just a famous episode in this real martial world, but in this real martial world, stories are happening all the time.

Even the supporting characters mentioned casually in the original work have their own stories.

Then, he saw Yin Wuji turn around and look at him.

Yin Wuji stared at You Longsheng and saw him put another peanut into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it, then said lightly, "Is my monkey show good?"

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PS small interaction: Does anyone remember where the blood sword Yin Wuji was mentioned in the original work?