Gusu City, north of the city.
Li Su followed Zuo Lin and went straight.
When he came to the city gate, Zuo Lin asked the city guard for a knife and threw it to Li Su.
This is a wild goose feather knife.
The blade is straight, with a curvature at the tip, a reverse edge at the front of the back, and the entire blade is shaped like a wild goose feather.
"Most of the city defenses have become unfamiliar faces."
Li Su took the Yanling Saber and swept his eyes across the city tower calmly, knowing that the entire Gusu City was under the control of the third prince Xiao Yuancheng.
"Can you still take advantage of it?" Zuo Lin glanced at Li Su.
Li Su weighed the handle of the knife gently and said truthfully: "It's a little light."
"Heaviness is not an issue for the time being." Zuo Lin walked towards the city gate and said as he walked, "No matter what weapon is used, it needs to be heavy-weight and light-weight."
Li Su followed Zuo Lin and found that the unfamiliar soldiers around him seemed to have been tapped on their acupuncture points. Not only did they not stop him and Zuo Lin, they didn't even look back.
"What happened to them?" Li Su couldn't help but ask in a low voice after walking out of the city gate.
"The intention of the sword." Zuo Lin said concisely and concisely.
"The intention of the sword?" Li Su blinked and said as he walked, "The intention of the sword that I understand may be different from the intention of the sword you mentioned."
"You haven't started practicing the sword, so you can't understand the true meaning of the sword." Zuo Lin said with a faint smile, "All you need to know is that they are all frightened by me and dare not move."
"Is that so..." Li Su thought thoughtfully and guessed, "It has something to do with the aura exuding from you."
"Aura? It's very one-sided. However, you haven't started practicing swordsmanship yet, so having such an understanding is enough for the time being."
"..."
As he spoke, Zuo Lin gradually increased his speed.
Li Su followed closely.
The sun has set and night is approaching.
The two of them shuttled through the mountains and forests, running faster and faster.
"The effect of soul quenching is so good? This kid's speed..." Zuo Lin was surprised. The speed he broke out at this moment was twice the fastest speed Li Su had ever experienced. Unexpectedly, Li Su could still follow behind him steadily.
"Where are we going?" Li Su, who had been following Zuo Lin, asked curiously.
"You can still speak..." Zuo Lin said calmly, "I'll take you to kill someone."
"Kill someone?" Li Su was startled, his heart beating much faster.
After traveling through this world for nearly ten years, Li Su has always been a good and law-abiding citizen.
"Who are you going to kill?" Li Su couldn't help but ask.
"The devil has a crooked way." Zuo Lin said concisely and concisely.
"Bad guy." Li Su breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't have any psychological burden to kill the bad guy.
Zuo Lin stopped. There was a mountain in front of him.
"Is this here?" Li Su stood next to Zuo Lin and looked towards the top of the mountain. There were faint lights of fire and dozens of houses built against the mountain.
"Blood Moon Village." Zuo Lin introduced, "The leader of the village, Lin Bao, was once a disciple of the Hanyu Sect."
"Disciples of the Hanyu Sect..." Li Su suddenly realized and said, "You want to say that this is one of the strongholds of the Hanyu Sect?"
"That's right." Zuo Lin nodded and continued to introduce, "Lin Bao is proficient in the eight blood sword styles. He is in the middle stage of foundation building and is the most suitable opponent for you."
"Middle stage of foundation building?" Li Su's eyelids twitched slightly.
"What? Are you scared?" Zuo Lin looked sideways at Li Su, half-smiling.
Li Su snorted lightly, "I'm not even afraid of martial arts. How can I be afraid of a mere mid-stage foundation building?"
"Then climb the mountain." Zuo Lin said calmly.
Li Su looked at Zuo Lin, "Did you forget something?"
"I haven't forgotten." Zuo Lin knew what Li Su wanted to say, "To practice Heyi Sword Technique, you need to understand other sword techniques first."
"That's it..." Li Su thought for a while and then said, "Then tell me first, what unscrupulous bad things this Lin Bao has done."
"He has done everything a bandit would do, kidnapping, massacring villages, intercepting and killing caravans..." Zuo Lin said calmly.
Li Su complained: "Since you know that he has done so many bad things, why didn't you catch him before?"
"This is not my jurisdiction." Zuo Lin said, humming, "Also, you have to remember one thing."
"What?" Li Su was curious.
Zuo Linleng said quietly: "In this world, people who like to meddle in other people's business usually die the fastest."
Li Su pulled the corner of his mouth, raised his eyes to the top of the mountain again, took a deep breath, and said softly: "I have sharpened my sword for ten years, but I have never tried the frost blade. I will show you today, who will have any injustice?"
After saying that, he held the Yanling knife and strode up the mountain.
Zuo Lin's face was dark and he stared at Li Su coldly.
"You bastard, you want to learn swordsmanship? I'm going to teach you swordsmanship." Zuo Lin snorted, feeling very unhappy. For some reasons, he didn't have a good impression of the swordsman at all.
Moreover, I firmly believe that those who learn swordsmanship are either pretentious criminals or a group of women.
Glancing at Li Su, who was suddenly prostrate and looking left and right, Zuo Lin's face twitched again and his face turned completely dark.
This bastard, when he should be cowardly, he would dare to pinch the neck of Wu Jian's daughter; when he shouldn't be cowardly, he would be as cowardly as a frightened bird.
"Has this kid already guessed that there is a master coming to Blood Moon Village?" Zuo Lin narrowed his eyes and shook his head slightly. He still felt that Li Su was afraid of the 'Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Realm'.
"It's my fault that his perception has been biased."
Zuo Lin chuckled and stepped up the mountain. He did not hide his figure, and even took the initiative to walk to the secret whistle set up by Blood Moon Village at the foot of the mountain.
"You..." The secret whistle bandit was startled.
The next moment, his entire body was as limp as mud, and blood flowed from his body.
Zuo Lin's eyes were indifferent and he continued to climb the mountain.
After a while.
Painting Saint, Xiao Yuancheng, and Cao Huaji came to the foot of Blood Moon Village.
All three of them smelled the smell of blood and immediately came to the body of the dark whistle bandit.
"What a domineering force." Cao Huaji was horrified. The bandit in front of him was bloody and bloody. It was obvious that his body was shattered alive by the extremely powerful force.
"Murderous intent." The painting saint whispered, raised his eyes to the top of the mountain, and said softly, "If the old Taoist guessed correctly, the battle between him and Wu Jian is about to begin."
Xiao Yuancheng was startled and said suspiciously: "You can guess it just by looking at the corpse?"
"He is building up his strength to prepare for war." Painting Saint said, reminding, "It's best not to provoke him recently, he has a strong murderous intention."
"Grow your momentum..." Cao Huaji seemed to have some realization.
"Does he still dare to kill Gu?" Xiao Yuancheng sneered.
The painting saint said calmly: "Your Highness, you can give it a try and see if a desperado will be frightened by Your Highness's identity as a prince and put down the butcher knife."
"A desperado?" Xiao Yuancheng's eyelids twitched, and then he realized what the battle between Zuo Lin and Wu Jian meant, and he immediately said calmly, "His opponent is Wu Jian, so I will not destroy Wu Jian's Good thing."
The Painting Saint shook his head slightly, "It's probably been a long time since he had seriously fought anyone. This time his opponent is Wu Jian. He will definitely adjust his state to the strongest before that battle." .
This requires building up momentum and sharpening the knife.
Blood is the best sharpening material. "
"It is indeed unnecessary for Gu to provoke such a person at this time." Xiao Yuancheng whispered, and then frowned, "But Gu must not let Li Su go."
"He should have high hopes for Li Su." The painting saint raised his head, glanced at Li Su who was climbing the mountain, and said thoughtfully, "Your Highness wants to get rid of Li Su, but I'm afraid it will be difficult before the battle begins."
"I don't want to wait." Xiao Yuancheng said coldly.
Cao Huaji on the side raised his eyes to the top of the mountain and whispered: "The leader of the Blood Eagle Hall of the Hanyu Sect, the Blood Blade Bai Zhan should be in the Blood Moon Village at this moment.
The leader of the village, Lin Bao, was Bai Zhan's registered disciple. "
"Blood blade cuts in vain?" Xiao Yuancheng was startled and looked at the painting saint.
The painting sage knew what the third prince wanted to ask, and shook his head slightly, "They are not on the same level. From now on, there will probably be no so-called 'Blood Blade' in this world."
A flash of disappointment flashed in Xiao Yuancheng's eyes, and he stared at the Painting Sage, "What about you? You are a dignified Painting Sage and a peak Talisman Master. It will be easy to deal with a mere abandoned disciple of the Golden Scale Sect."
The Painting Saint did not answer, but asked with a smile: "Your Highness, do you really hope that the old Taoist will take action?"
Xiao Yuancheng's face froze. Once the painting saint in front of him takes action and can directly kill Li Su and Zuo, that's fine. If he fails, it won't take long for that anti-poetry to be circulated in Chaoge City. .
"It's possible to save Bai Zhan, right?" Xiao Yuancheng calmed down.
"It's not necessary." Painting Saint shook his head, "This will only anger Zuo Lin and may cause unnecessary trouble."
Cao Huaji reminded him coldly from the side: "Baizhan is the sword that the Third Highness borrowed from the Hanyu Sect."
The painting saint raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Cao Huaji, "Then there is no need to save him. If this sword is broken, the Hanyu Sect will naturally send more swords."
"What do you mean?" Xiao Yuancheng was confused.
The painting saint smiled and said: "Didn't Governor Cao say before that the enchantress might have been seriously injured? If this is true, members of the Hanyu Sect will continue to come here."
"The Enchantress Gu Qingyan?" Xiao Yuancheng pondered, "I don't know much about the grievances of the Hanyu Sect."
"It has nothing to do with grudges." Painting Saint brushed his beard and said with a smile, "The main thing is that this enchantress practices special skills. Before she is perfected, once she loses her body, 80% of her skills will be released."
"Eighty percent of the skill is released?" Xiao Yuancheng's eyes lit up and he asked quickly, "What about the man who wants her body?"
