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Chapter 33 The One-Sword Immortal (Please read on, vote with monthly tickets and recommendations!)
"Hmph, what audacity!"

Ding An let out a cold shout, and his one-armed man, bound by silver chains, darted out and grabbed the young man's shoulder, his five fingers like sharp claws tearing his clothes.

The girl knew something was wrong as soon as she saw Ding An make a move. This one-armed man's martial arts were not to be underestimated. She quickly cried out, "Cousin, be careful!"

The young man was shocked and quickly took a step back, then turned his palm to grab Ding An's wrist.

Unexpectedly, Ding An's "Dragon Claw" was incredibly magical. With a twist of his single arm, the iron chains rattled, and a punch landed on his body!
The young man was punched in the chest and immediately lost his balance. Before he could even cry out, he was sent flying backward against his will.

With a loud crash, the bowls and chopsticks on the table were smashed to pieces, and the soup and liquid inside splashed out, soaking them all over.

The girl jumped back as if she had been electrocuted, screaming, "Ouch!"

The young man in the yellow shirt was knocked unconscious, but he still asked with concern, "Sister Sheng, are you alright?"

The girl said, "Cousin, I'm fine. Are you alright?" As she spoke, she pointed at Ren Shaoyang and the other two, "They were so rude!"

The man in yellow was helped to his feet and walked step by step to the three men. He clasped his hands in greeting and said, "My name is Wang Xiaofeng. May I ask how the three of you are addressed?"

At this moment, Ren Shaoyang raised his cup and sipped it lightly. Hongxiu stood nearby, her eyes sparkling, while Ding'an stood with his hands at his sides, tilting his head to look at him.

"Wang Xiaofeng?" Ren Shaoyang chuckled. "I'm a country bumpkin from beyond the Great Wall, never heard of him."

Wang Xiaofeng's face flushed red as he angrily said, "My skills are lacking, so naturally my reputation is not good. However, the three of you have disgraced my 'Double Swordsmen of the Bell,' and this cannot be let go so easily!"

Ren Shaoyang shook his head and said, "What do you intend to do?"

"The rules of the martial world dictate that skill is proven through actions!" Wang Xiaofeng said. "If you win, I'll kowtow to you ten times. If I win, you kowtow to me ten times."

Before Ren Shaoyang could speak, Hongxiu laughed and said, "Hypocrite, there's no need for me, the leader of the 'Three Fiends of the Northern Frontier,' to take action."

She walked out gracefully and said with a soft laugh, "Since I caused this trouble, let me, 'One-Sword Immortal,' give you a try!"

The girl in white, Shui Sheng, stepped forward and sneered, "The Three Heroes of the Northern Frontier?"

Hongxiu had a heavy accent, and the girl misheard "fierce" as "male." She looked Hongxiu up and down, and then sneered.

"Your name is One-Knife Immortal?"

Hongxiu looked at her and said with a grin, "Yes."

Shui Sheng sneered: "Never heard of it!"

Hongxiu didn't take it to heart and nodded: "It's normal that you haven't heard of us since this is our first time in Jiangnan."

Before Shui Sheng could speak, Wang Xiaofeng stopped her, saying, "Sister Sheng, there's no need to say anything more to her!" He looked at Ren Shaoyang, "The older one won't step forward, so you send the younger one to take the blame? Are you just hiding behind a woman?"

Ren Shaoyang smiled and said to Hongxiu, "Don't skin him alive; he doesn't deserve to die."

Ding'an nodded and said, "Chop them up like firewood, don't chop them up like chickens and ducks!"

Hongxiu nodded, looking at the "Bell and Sword Duo," a mysterious smile spreading across her face: "Look, my brother has agreed, you two better watch out."

"Humph!"

Enraged, Wang Xiaofeng and Shui Sheng, too lazy to climb the stairs, jumped out of the window and shouted, "Come on!"

As soon as they landed, a figure flashed by, and the little girl in the big floral jacket was already standing in front of them.

"Clang!"
The two drew their longswords, the tips pointing to the little beggar's left and right.

Wang Xiaofeng shouted, "Little girl, Shengmei and I have practiced a combined sword technique. Whether the opponent is one person or a hundred, the two of us can handle it. It's not that we're taking advantage of you. Do you understand?"

Hongxiu gripped her scimitar with one hand, casually plucked a blade of grass and put it in her mouth, saying with a grin, "I understand, I understand, but the rain is getting heavier and heavier, hurry up and fight so I can eat."

Shui Sheng retorted angrily, "You're still thinking about eating?"

Hongxiu made a big face at her and said, "Nothing is more important than eating!" She beckoned, "Hurry up."

Wang Xiaofeng and Shui Sheng exchanged a glance and immediately shouted, "Be careful!" The two swords flashed and thrust five times in quick succession, as fast as lightning.

The red sleeves, shoulders, elbows, waist, and hips were instantly shrouded in the light of the sword.

Upon seeing this, Ding'an upstairs was somewhat surprised: "The martial arts world of Jiangnan is indeed a land of outstanding people and resources. How can such a young man be so skilled?"

Seeing that Hongxiu's expression was normal, Ren Shaoyang smiled and said, "This couple is no ordinary person."

As they were talking, Hongxiu seemed to be in a daze, staring blankly at the two men's swordplay, but did not dodge. Ding'an was terrified and was about to jump down.

But then Hongxiu finally moved. Somehow, she twisted her body and managed to let the two pass by in the blink of an eye, then hooked her foot with her foot.

Shui Sheng cried out "Aiya!" and tripped, falling right into Wang Xiaofeng's arms.

Hongxiu looked up at Ren Shaoyang and said, "They're moving so slowly."

Ren Shaoyang laughed and said, "You're used to playing with me now."

Hongxiu nodded repeatedly: "In the time it takes them to draw their swords, I can eat a big meat bun!"

Ren Shaoyang shook his head and said, "What metaphor?"

Hearing her insults, Wang Xiaofeng was enraged and said hatefully, "Little girl, you asked for it, don't blame me!" With that, he and Shui Sheng attacked again.

"It's boring."

Hongxiu muttered something, her round eyes narrowed, and a strangely bright gaze fixed on them.

Upon seeing this gaze, Wang Xiaofeng and his companion gasped and paused in their swordplay.

Just then, a soft "whoosh" was heard.

The little beggar now held a crimson scimitar in his hand. Under the sparse drizzle, the scimitar glowed faintly with a red light, making it extremely beautiful.

Upon seeing the curved blade, the two couldn't help but shudder, thinking, "What an eerie blade!"

Just then, Hongxiu suddenly shouted.

Wang Xiaofeng and Shui Sheng suddenly felt everything go black, and the wind picked up. First, they heard the howling of the wind, which seemed to be calling out "whoosh, whoosh" in their ears.

Then, my eyes lit up!
A crimson arc of light flashed by like lightning, rising and falling in one continuous motion within the pupil.

They froze instantly, their eyes wide, their hearts pounding, too afraid to move.

"Finish and call it a day!"

Suddenly, there was a "clang" sound of it being sheathed, and then the world returned to clarity.

Then the little beggar, with his head resting on his arms, turned around and ran upstairs with a "thump, thump, thump".

The two swordsmen finally awoke, and with a clang, their swords fell from their hands, both breaking in two. They screamed and threw away their hilts.

Wang Xiaofeng and Shui Sheng were terrified, feeling that this crimson light was a nightmare for the rest of their lives.

They had never seen a knife strike that combined ferocity, sharpness, speed, and even beauty!

Not daring to linger, he hurriedly turned around and fled on horseback, the sound of bells ringing incessantly as he rode further and further away!

In the restaurant, when everyone saw that this country girl had actually defeated the famous "Bell and Sword Duo", they immediately scattered.

The second floor was empty, with only Ren Shaoyang and his group at their table.

At this moment, Hongxiu came up, and Ren Shaoyang handed her a steaming teacup, laughing and saying, "In the Three Kingdoms period, Guan Yu warmed wine before beheading Hua Xiong."

Hongxiu happily accepted it, then looked at him coquettishly and asked, "What about me? What about me?"

Ren Shaoyang continued, "Now, let's have a swordsman slay two heroes with hot tea, please!"

"Haha!" Hongxiu was overjoyed and, imitating the hearty manner, drank it all in one gulp, even wiping her mouth as if she still wanted more.

“Good tea!”

The three of them sat down with smiles on their faces, ready to pick up their chopsticks and eat, when suddenly a scream came from afar: "Catch the lecher! Catch the lecher!"

The three were startled and craned their necks to look out the window. They saw a burly figure in a monk's robe with a Burmese knife at his waist carrying a woman on his back. He leaped over the high wall and ran towards the distant village like a yellow cloud.

A group of people wielding swords followed behind, but they kept getting further and further away.

Ren Shaoyang and the other two exchanged glances and said in unison.

"The lewd monk of the Blood Sabre Sect?"

(End of this chapter)