If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 450: Resolving resentment
Although it was early in the morning, there were still many people on Jixiang Street.

However, the incident happened suddenly, and the two swordsmen moved too quickly. Their sword moves were fierce, and the sword energy covered an area of ​​several feet. This was the result of Xiaoyu's deliberate suppression to prevent the sword energy from overflowing.

If they really let go.

It was like the blade of a cutting machine that fell off while running at high speed, flew out, and jumped around on the table where a pile of fruits were placed.

It's not a one-shot move that covers an area of ​​several kilometers, nor is it a large-scale map cannon.

The sword energy is like a thread, just that long and that wide, and its attack range is limited.

But wherever the sword energy reached, all living people and buildings were broken into two or more pieces.

Passersby eating melons should not get too close.

Many of them hid in nearby shops and restaurants, watching from behind doors or from upstairs.

The distance was far, the two swordsmen were fast, and the fight was short, so they didn't understand what was happening.

Only people with a relatively high level of martial arts could barely distinguish that the two people rolling on the street like two "blade snowballs" were Yu Fengxian and Shangbang Jianxian of Yonghe Palace.

It was not until Xiaoyu figured out the secret of "Chongda Sword Immortal Energy" that he began to loudly humiliate He Xuan.

Ordinary people on the street began to understand a little.

"There is a coffin in Lushui Lane. The person guarding the coffin is Kunlun Nu, a black slave raised by Miss Shaoyao, the most elegant prostitute in East Shu. He is wearing mourning clothes. Miss Shaoyao has been murdered!"

He Xuan was not the only one walking along Lushui Lane. There were also people walking in carriages and on horses coming from the east, intending to enter Jixiang Street.

They saw the coffin placed in the alley and also saw the Kunlun slave Fat Moler.

"He Xuan killed Miss Shaoyao, and Yu Fengxian intercepted and killed He Xuan to avenge Miss Shaoyao?"

"He Xuan is the Sword Immortal of Shangbang. I heard that he has a Sword Immortal master."

"Why do you need to hear it? Listen, Yu Fengxian is now humiliating his entire family, and scolding his sword fairy master Chongda into a pile of shit."

"Yu Fengxian is so bold. He Xuan is a nobleman from the upper state, and his master is a sword immortal, a true immortal!"

"If it was really He Xuan who harmed Miss Shaoyao, Yu Fengxian is now avenging her friend."

"Miss Shaoyao is indeed extremely beautiful, but she is just a famous prostitute in the Ministry of Education. How can she be compared with the nobles of the upper state?"

"Hey, even the Great Qin Sword Immortal was belittled by Yu Fengxian, what good is a noble from Shangbang?"

"You don't know that Yu Fengxian is a brain-splitting person. She hacked to death the Wushuang Master of the Leng family just for Zhu Lingling."

Jixiang Street belongs to the "high-end community" of Yingxiang Prefecture, and there are many dignitaries living nearby and traveling here.

They know more inside information that is not spread in the market.

Now that he understood the reason why Yu Fengxian was looking for He Xuan, he was not so surprised.

"What is He Xuan thinking? Why does he have to pick on Yu Fengxian? He must know what Yu Feng did." They were even more puzzled as to why He Xuan wanted to offend Yu Fengxian.

Well, one is a noble of the Qin Dynasty, the descendant of the Sword Immortal, and the other is a powerless little barbarian. In their hearts, they naturally think that the former should not provoke the latter.

"Miss Shaoyao was killed, what else could it be? Young people are full of passion and can't control themselves."

"He actually forced Miss Shaoyao and killed her."

There was a young man from Yingxiang Mansion who could only lick her from afar in the past and had no right to get close to "the most elegant prostitute in eastern Shu".

At this moment, they were all glaring with hatred and jealousy, "Yu Fengxian is right, He Xuan is shameless, has no knowledge of etiquette, is like a beast, and doesn't look like a nobleman at all."

"Clang~~~" Just as they were talking, Xiao Yu finally lost his patience and knocked the sword out of He Xuan's hand with a sword, and cut the meridians at his knees, making him kneel on the ground with a plop.

"Go kowtow to Sister Shaoyao, and I'll give you a quick death."

After He Xuanzhen knelt on the ground, he no longer felt the severe pain in his knees and wrists.

Because the feelings of humiliation and hatred are so strong, they suppress the pain.

He knelt there, in a trance for a moment. He first looked down at his empty, trembling right hand, then looked up at the "arrogant" Yu Fengxian in front of him, and then looked around.

Passersby in the distance and the nobles in the attic were all pointing at him.

They were shouting something, but he couldn't hear clearly. He just felt his head buzzing.

Xiaoyu's loud shout brought him back to his senses instantly.

He raised his head and looked at the person in front of him again. There was no more confusion and panic in his eyes, only endless resentment. "Yu Fengxian, you forced me to this point. I want you to die without a burial place~~~"

He still has one last trump card: a sword energy that his master Chongda sealed in his body.

It is different from the "Sword Immortal Spirit" nurtured in the Dantian.

Fairy energy is energy that can be absorbed and utilized.

Sword energy is a move, or a one-time "skill".

He used the energy of Chongda Sword Immortal to perform sword moves, and the sword energy he released was still his own sword intent and moves.

Only a small part of the energy belongs to Chongda, the sword intent and sword moves belong entirely to him.

The sword energy that Chongda sealed in his body is completely Chongda's spiritual energy, sword moves and will, just like Chongda himself swung the sword.

If he were to unleash this sword, his heart meridians would be damaged, and he would become severely disabled.

Moreover, this sword must be swung when the enemy is off guard and face to face, so that he can use his body as a sword and "chop" forward with sword energy.

He was very "lucky", Yu Fengxian was standing right in front of him, only one step away.

The Red Leaf Sword in his hand was knocked away. He had no weapon and his tendons were cut. She must have been completely unprepared.

What remained was the determination to die together with the enemy. This determination was difficult to make. He did not want to die, and he did not want to die at the hands of a little Shaman for a mere bitch.

He should have had a bright future. Power, wealth, and immortality were not fantasies, but realities that were within reach.

“Why do you force me~~”

With this shout filled with all his emotions, He Xuan spread his arms, raised his head, and thrust his chest forward.

Although he was kneeling on the ground, his whole body turned into a giant sword standing upright on the ground.

The giant sword was three meters high, invisible but tangible, and as fast as a flash of lightning. As soon as it appeared, it struck Yu Fengxian in front of it.

"Boom~~~~"

It was very strange. The invisible giant sword was clearly chopping from top to bottom, but there was a thick column of sword energy that hit Xiaoyu head-on.

A column of sword energy emanated from He Xuan's chest, with countless three-foot-long sword energies combining together to form a torrent of sword energy.

Watching from a distance, Xiang Tianshi, Li Rongji, and the immortals and strange people who were attracted here felt that the time and space in front of Yu Fengxian were distorted. At least the light was distorted and deformed.

Yu Fengxian was submerged in countless sword energies, and the space and time around her became hazy. She could not see her clearly, let alone each "three-foot sword energy" that pierced her body.

"Clang clang clang, ding ding dang dang~~~"

They couldn't see Yu Fengxian herself, but they could hear the sound of swords being unsheathed and clashing, as if countless swords were colliding at the same time.

Martial artists who are proficient in swordsmanship can also vaguely distinguish that every sword that collides with each other is full of exquisite moves and sword intent.

It's not a random collision.

"Hiss, it's the sword bone. Yu Fengxian's sword bone is so strong!" a swordsman exclaimed.

They still couldn't see clearly, but they could "hear" the result.

The sword clangs like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

At this moment, the sound of the sword was like the roar of a dragon or the cry of a phoenix, clear, pleasant and passionate, rather than the mournful cry of a broken sword bone.

Then everyone saw a three-story brick and stone attic behind Yu Fengxian, which looked like a mud model thrown into a flood and was shattered by the escaping sword energy.

"Wow~~~"

No bricks or tiles fell, they were all shattered into pieces.

After the sword energy column penetrated Yu Fengxian's body, it spread out somewhat, but the attack range was still not large, leaving only a two-meter-high deep hole in the three-story blue brick attic.

Inside the cave, all the buildings were reduced to shattered debris; outside the cave, the walls, pillars, and furniture were all intact.

But the hole was very deep, and the 20-meter-wide attic was almost completely pierced through.

You can see through the entire building and into the yard behind it.

The column of sword energy came suddenly and went away quickly.

They just blinked twice, and the torrent of sword energy disappeared without a trace.

The sword energy column disappeared, and the distortion of light disappeared with it.

They saw Yu Fengxian holding the Qiao Shi sword across her face, ready to block.

There were indeed no scars on her face, but there was an obvious crack on the blade of the sword.

His clothes and hair were a little messy, and the exposed skin was scratched by the sword energy.

The wound was dense and should have been very deep, but strangely not much blood came out.

Yu Fengxian's cheeks were pale, and she seemed to have suffered internal injuries. She "quietly" made a gesture to forcefully swallow the blood in her throat, then stood there, taking a moment to stabilize her breath before she stepped in front of He Xuan.

"No, it's impossible. How can you not die?"

Not to mention Yu Fengxian's internal injuries, she only looked a little embarrassed on the outside, but He Xuan, who released the sword energy of a sword immortal, looked much more miserable.

He felt as if he had been cut into pieces and tortured alive.

The body below the neck was stripped of skin and clothing, and covered in blood.

Really skinned.

Xiaoyu pursed her lips and ignored him.

After the last of the True Immortal Sword Qi was released, he no longer had any extra value except serving as a "sacrifice".

She pinched his neck as if she was holding a dead dog, and strode towards Brine Lane.

Most of He Xuan's body was dragging limply on the ground, leaving a long trail of blood.

When they walked into Lushui Lane and came to Shaoyao's coffin, Xiaoyu threw He Xuan to the ground and began to arrange the incense burner, candles and other items.

Looking at her posture, He Xuan knew that she was setting up an altar, and the sacrifice must be himself.

"You can't kill me. I am the Sima Ling of the Gongchefu. I am a special envoy sent by the Qin court to the Xisha region."

Xiaoyu signaled to Fat Moler to adjust the position of the coffin so that the altar would face north and south.

"I am Master Chongdanai, the Great Qin Sword Immortal, a true immortal!" He Xuan screamed.

Xiaoyu lit three incense sticks, knelt in front of the coffin, and bowed three times to the peony inside.

"Prince, save me, Your Highness, save me~~~"

Seeing that Yu Fengxian completely regarded his threat as the wailing of a beast before being slaughtered, He Xuan changed direction and target, wailing towards the west intersection.

It’s no wonder that both the east and west intersections are crowded with people at this time.

After all, the battle is over and the climax is about to come.

There was no danger anymore, and the most exciting show was about to happen, how could they miss it?

"Your Highness, Li Rongji, please speak up! You said you would keep me safe~~~"

He Xuan rolled and crawled towards the entrance of the alley, his voice filled with despair and resentment.

Xiao Yu said to Fat Moler, "Hold him down and don't let him struggle."

Fat Moler walked over, grabbed He Xuan's feet, and dragged him to the simple altar. He then stepped hard on his chest with his feet to prevent him from struggling and rolling.

Xiao Yu faced the coffin and whispered, "Sister Shaoyao, He Xuan, the one who killed you, is here. I will chop off his head immediately and you can rest in peace."

"Yu Fengxian, do you know why I want to kill her?" He Xuan knew he was going to die, so he started to scream and laugh crazily, "Hahaha, the first time I saw her, I was attracted by her gentle temperament and beautiful face.

Especially her piano playing, which can reach into my heart and directly touch my heartstrings.

I want her to be my woman.

But she pretended to be noble in front of me and asked me to respect myself.

The most elegant prostitute in East Shu, she is nothing but a cheap whore.

That evening, she was actually in the Plum Blossom Pavilion, outside the house, in a high pavilion where she thought no one would see her, kneeling on the ground, and giving Li Rongji a small trumpet—"

Xiao Yu had completed the ritual, and with a light stroke of the Qiao Shi sword, He Xuan's last cry came to an abrupt end.

"Puchi!" The sword blade cut off the head silently. With a flash of sword light, the head fell to the ground. Only the broken neck sprayed a huge amount of water, which soon dyed the ground near the altar red.

Xiaoyu could clearly feel that the blood of his enemies was indeed the best "resentment" cleanser in the world.

The resentment of the evil spirit, which had been difficult to reduce even with chanting sutras, now quickly melted away like ice and snow thrown into a boiling hot pot.

She smiled with relief.

"Hiss~~ Yu Fengxian is so cruel, she actually beheaded Shangbang Guiren in the street~~ Look, she is still smiling!"

"Alas, although her revenge for Shaoyao is a righteous act, the prince is still over there~~ Look, the prince's face is so ugly."

Even those who knew about Yu Fengxian's "brain-splitting" personality couldn't help but gasp at this moment.

The heads of the nobles of the Great Qin Dynasty and the disciples of the True Immortal, with their ferocious and terrified expressions as if they had died with their eyes open, were placed in front of the incense and candles. It was too visually impactful.

(End of this chapter)