It was almost dark, and in the deathly darkness and silence, the sound of crying came from the wind in the inn.
Inside the inn, six candles lit up two figures...
A man drank alone in front of the light, silently, and no one knew what he was thinking; a man was already lying on the table, drunk to death. Just because he was drunk to death, the crying stopped. This man had been crying for a long time...
Lin Pingzhi cried and begged him to accept him as his disciple, cried and begged him to avenge himself, and even cried to tell the story of what happened to the Lin family.
In order to keep their only son alive, Lin Zhennan and his wife asked Lin Pingzhi to leave first. So far, there has been no news about the two of them. And the entire Fuwei Escort Bureau was wiped out by the Qingcheng faction. The former eldest son of the Lin family is now nothing more than a pitiful little beggar.
Everyone can look down on him, everyone can scold him, even the waiter in the tea shop and restaurant looked at him with a look of disgust. He no longer has the arrogance of the young escort from the Fuwei Escort Agency.
However, no matter how much Lin Pingzhi said to Yiyi, Yiyi did not agree to any of Lin Pingzhi's requests. He and the Lin family were only casual acquaintances, or could not be discussed as casual acquaintances. He had said everything that needed to be said. Lin Zhennan himself did not With all your heart, who is to blame?
After drinking wine, people talk too much. People who talk too much fall asleep, casual but very quiet, like the sword on the table, as quiet as a dead thing.
He still sat there quietly, looking at the candlelight quietly. Suddenly, the candlelight flickered, and a dozen people with their heads wrapped in white scarves strode in.
Although this group of people were clothed in coarse linen, they were armed with sharp swords!
He drank wine casually and sat still. The group of people immediately surrounded him, and then several people separated on two sides, and a Taoist priest wearing a green and white robe walked over...
Ren Ren looked at this man and immediately smiled and said: "Looking at your short stature, you must be Yu Canghai."
Yu Canghai glanced at the drunk man on the table, was slightly stunned when he heard his words, and then became furious! He was already furious and came here to kill people, but now that he heard these words again, his eyes were ready to bite people!
He was born inferior to others and was often teased since he was a child. But after Yu Canghai took charge of the Qingcheng Sect, who in the world would dare to laugh at him? This has never happened in decades, but this person in front of me dares!
Yu Canghai shouted angrily: "You think I don't dare to kill you because you consider yourself a disciple of Wudang?"
Ranran chuckled and said, "Are you here to kill me?"
Yu Canghai shouted: "Not bad!"
He nodded casually and said, "Why don't you take action yet?"
Yu Canghai said bitterly: "I just want you to understand how to die."
Ranran smiled again and said, "Do you still want to reason with me?"
Yu Canghai said sternly: "You first killed my son in Fuzhou Mansion, and then seven of my disciples were murdered by you. Now you are murdering people in Hengshan City. Nine disciples of our Qingcheng Sect lost their lives at your hands, including my beloved." I will take ten lives together, do you recognize it or not?"
He nodded arbitrarily and said: "It was indeed me who killed him."
Yu Canghai said coldly: "Just admit it, everyone has heard it. Even though Wudang and Shaolin are the leaders of the White Tao, we, the Qingcheng Sect, are not easy to bully. Now that the old Taoist wants to kill this evil thief, please don't To intervene."
Amidst the voices, Dingyi, Tianmen, Songmen, Hengshan Liu Zhengfeng and several Huashan disciples walked into the inn at the same time.
The words fell behind, and even the Tianmen and Songmen Taoist priests who wanted to speak to help were silent. Only Liu Zhengfeng spoke: "Ren Xiannephew, you have always been practicing medicine in the world, why are you in trouble with the Qingcheng sect? Is there anything in it?" Misunderstand?"
Looking at him randomly, he said: "They started fighting with me and wanted to kill me... What's wrong with me killing them?"
Yu Canghai was extremely angry and laughed back: "If you hadn't killed my son first, why would my disciples kill you?"
Randomly said: "That little dwarf spoke freely, I just stepped in and taught him a lesson. It's your disciple who only thinks about the Lin family's evil-fighting sword manual and doesn't seek medical treatment to survive. Who's to blame?"
Yu Canghai shouted: "You son of a turtle, do you still want to make sophistry?"
Ranyi said calmly: "Then let's not talk about it."
"you……"
How can I still speak when I am so angry?
Yu Canghai did not take action, but a dozen Qingcheng disciples around him immediately drew their swords.
But when he saw the sword wind advancing sharply, the light was dazzling, and the sword flowers blossomed, like stars in the dark night, flying towards him... Ran Ran's whole person was shrouded in cold light, and his whole body seemed to be locked by the sword's edge. .
For an instant, he seemed to be about to die under the sword. Almost everyone thought so, and then everyone saw a sword light coming out of the cold light!
Thirteen long swords intertwined and emitted cold light all over the sky. However, after the sword light swept up, it suppressed the cold light.
Wherever the sword light passed, the cold light was extinguished in an instant, leaving only a tinkling tinkling tinkling sound...
Thirteen long swords were forced back by one sword, thirteen Qingcheng disciples were forced back by one sword, and even Yu Canghai was frightened by this shocking sword technique and took several steps back.
Ran Ran stood up, and everyone looked at him and the sword in his hand!
It was an ordinary iron sword. When he pulled out this ordinary iron sword, everyone saw his swordsmanship that was unparalleled in the world!
Just when they were stunned and had no time to say anything, they saw Ran Ran holding the wine glass and drinking it down in one gulp, then smiled slightly and said: "Everyone, are you ready... to go to hell together!?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man took a step forward, and his white hair and blue robe turned into a shadow.
The shadow is unpredictable, misty and traceless. The shadow flies away and the iron sword is waved. For a moment, the thirteen shocking movements he created flowed out from the sword edge one by one, turning into thirteen unparalleled sword techniques.
Under the thirteen swords that were almost reaching the extreme, mist-like blood drops suddenly spattered everywhere, and the blood flew up, blurring everyone's eyes.
The sword light was accompanied by blood, and when the blood mist dispersed, thirteen Qingcheng Sect disciples had fallen into a pool of blood.
Silver hair and white hands, holding a scarlet sword in his pale hand!
Yu Canghai's face turned even paler. He looked at the dead bodies on the ground, and finally slowly raised his head, staring at the bleeding sword in Random's hand.
"you you……"
For a moment, Yu Canghai was suddenly speechless. When he saw random eyes falling on him again, Yu Canghai trembled and said, "You...what do you want?"
Random chuckled and said: "If I reason, you should listen to me. No matter whether you are convinced or not, you should endure it. Similarly, if I draw my sword, I will never reason with others. Now you can only Go down and accompany them on their journey.”
The cold light suddenly flashed, and the long sword in Yu Canghai's hand stabbed fiercely, pointing directly at the chest. This time he suddenly attacked, his moves were extremely fast, and his sword moves were like a dream.
Yu Canghai moved his hand, and he used Qingcheng's unique skill "Songfeng Sword Technique". The sword's edge was as strong as a pine and as fast as the wind. He used the Songfeng swordsmanship so well that no gaps were revealed.
Any sword also took action.
The iron sword shot out, and the sword went straight.
But this sword pierced into Yu Canghai's sword light. No one could see how the sword penetrated, only a "ding" sound was heard.
The sword light dissipated without revealing any gaps, but the sword light as bright as lightning was still there.
Yu Canghai's eyes widened suddenly. He didn't expect that Yi Yi could break his Songfeng swordsmanship with one sword. He was so horrified that he immediately folded his sword and turned back. He stopped making any moves at all and instead turned back and retreated.
In the midst of a sudden retreat, sword light chased after him!
An ordinary iron sword suddenly disappeared without a trace. No one could tell how he struck the sword or where it came from.
When he saw his first sword, Yu Canghai already felt that it was the fastest sword in the world. When he saw his second sword, Yu Canghai felt that the first sword was not the fastest sword in the world.
Now, Yu Canghai finally knows what the real "fast sword" is, the fastest sword in the world!
The lightning struck the rainbow and disappeared in an instant.
This ordinary iron sword only paused briefly at Yu Canghai's throat, then put it back into the scabbard and disappeared completely.
It was as if the sword was not thrust out at all.
After the iron sword disappeared, Yu Canghai also stood still. Standing there, the sword was still in his hand, but his eyes were staring, and what was revealed in his eyes was incredible confusion and indescribable fear.
The man was still standing, and nothing seemed to have happened. Everyone saw... and indeed nothing was seen. Nothing seemed to have changed. Why did Yi Yi put away his sword?
No one can understand. Even Dingyi, Tianmen, Songmen, and Liu Zhengfeng don't quite understand what happened. They just guessed some, some very scary 'things'.
Blood slowly dripped out from Yu Canghai's throat, and it was very light at first.
At this time, everyone realized that the blood had not yet been shed, and it was too late to shed. Suddenly, there was a pop, and the throat burst open, and the blood suddenly flew out.
Yu Canghai died, he fell to the ground, no one said anything, even they did not dare to say anything.
Holding the scabbard casually, he turned around, nodded slightly to a few people, and walked out of the inn!
