Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 159 Blue-Faced Owl, Shadow Killing Technique

"Do it."

Inside the counter, a woman with a charming demeanor was pretending to use an abacus. Catching a glimpse of Lu Wubing flipping the table out of the corner of her eye, she immediately leaped into the lobby like a wildcat and gave a stern order.

"Canopy!"

Iron caltrops, iron lotus seeds, poisoned needles, and throwing knives rained down, enveloping Lu Wubing and his two companions.

"break……"

When the diners in the restaurant suddenly launched an attack, Cheng Liangyu was clearly a step ahead of Lin Wenjing in terms of responding to the situation.

The moment the opponent launched their hidden weapon, a shimmering white light began to emanate from in front of her.

Dozens of sword tips, whistling, pierced out a dense array of sword shadows in front of him.

The hidden weapons flew halfway, but before they could reach her, they were all knocked down by her "Rapid Fire" technique.

He took a half-step forward, unleashing a sweeping attack that cut across the entire house from left to right with a whoosh, tearing a bloody storm in its wake.

Standing at the front, the warriors, swords and spears in hand, were preparing to advance with fierce expressions...

The moment the hidden weapon was thrown, everything went blur before his eyes, and his body was cleaved in two at the waist.

The excruciating pain overwhelmed him, and he couldn't help but let out a bloodcurdling scream.

The remaining eight or nine people were terrified and screamed as they retreated.

The charming proprietress lightly touched the ground with her toes, leaped onto the roof beam, and pulled, seemingly triggering some mechanism.

With a whoosh, a large net, carrying dust and grime, descended upon them.

At various points on the network, there are still some fragments of sharp blades hanging there.

Clearly, this thing is specifically designed to deal with martial arts masters who are skilled in movement and quick in their attacks.

The boss lady was filled with fear and fury at the same time because of the miscommunication that had just resulted in the loss of seven or eight of her men.

They immediately deployed their "trump card".

"Little tricks!"

Lu Wubing sneered, his understanding of the current situation crystal clear...

With a slight lift of his toes, two wooden square tables on the ground shot into the sky.

The square table in the roadside inn was heavy and clumsy, with some splinters still remaining in some places. It was obviously made from trees felled from the mountain and casually crafted by a mediocre carpenter.

It's sturdy, but not very aesthetically pleasing.

However, these roadside stalls don't need to be aesthetically pleasing.

It just needs to be less easily damaged when guests fight.

Its main features are sturdiness and weight.

At this moment, the two square tables were lifted up by Lu Wubing's strength of several thousand jin, shooting into the sky like cannonballs.

The large net ripped through the roof, creating two huge holes... As it flew into the sky, only two faint black dots could be seen.

As for the large net, it had long since been pulled away and flown off to who knows where.

The proprietress stared blankly, her feet unsteady.

Just as the roof beams were falling, a flash of light appeared before my eyes...

In his final thought, he saw a tall, strong girl with delicate features rushing towards him with a sword in hand.

With each step, a sword flashed, its brilliance dazzling.

None of the people around him escaped; they were all killed.

"Alright, Seventh Senior Sister's swordsmanship is indeed fast. We didn't decide a winner last time, how about another match?"

Cheng Liangyu shattered all the hidden weapons with a single sword strike, killing seven or eight people. Before she could unleash her second sword strike, a streak of light flashed before her, wiping out all the remaining martial artists in the roadside inn.

Even though it was the second time she had seen this [Flowing Light Sword], she was still slightly dazzled and captivated...

Filled with pride, he challenged the opponent to a duel.

To be honest, she always felt that her seventh senior sister's [Flowing Light Sword] technique, with its constant thrusting and stabbing, lacked aesthetic appeal and variety.

She was somewhat resentful that she had been forced to the brink of mutual destruction that day.

He was clearly much stronger than Lin Wenjing in terms of cultivation, and his internal strength was three grades higher.

In the life-or-death struggle, he was actually at a slight disadvantage...

Those who have tasted it will understand just how sour and refreshing it is.

There's no need for another face-to-face match.

She hasn't yet found a good way to counter this ridiculously fast sword technique.

However, when it comes to killing enemies and charging into battle, he has a specialty in the Po Jun sword technique.

On the distant main road, the sound of hooves thundered, and from a rough listening, there were about thirty to fifty riders.

Turning around and running away at this point is the worst possible strategy.

If we don't break the morale of the enemy cavalry, and are attacked from behind, the three of us will be in a very sorry state.

It would be better to charge into the enemy lines, break through their formation, and scatter their ambush. Then we can fight with swords and spears, which will make things much easier.

"Why not?"

Lin Wenjing also felt very happy.

He felt that some of the moves in his Kaiyang Sword Technique that he had not fully grasped were gradually changing.

A true life-or-death confrontation, even against an opponent of less than equal strength, is of immense benefit to her swordsmanship.

The thrill of the life-or-death struggle seemed to activate some kind of attribute in her... At this moment, she felt her blood boiling and her hands itching unbearably.

He glanced furtively at his junior brother and saw him nod slightly.

Feeling completely at ease, I had no more worries and rushed out of the inn.

Two tall figures emerged from the shop almost simultaneously, charging forward like two arrows towards the cavalry about fifty paces away.

Lu Wubing did not stand still, but instead his figure swayed and turned into a faint, ethereal shadow.

Bathed in the setting sun, it appeared slightly eerie.

"what."

The [Pine and Crane Guidance] technique, which was operating at full power in his sea of ​​consciousness, suddenly trembled slightly, causing a slight fluctuation.

It seemed that something was drawing him in from not far away.

Lu Wubing's swift, ghostly figure suddenly stopped, and he turned to look at the side of the road.

The grass was low, barely reaching the instep, and the short trees with their branches swayed in the wind...

On the ground, the shadows of the trees, cast long by the sunlight, looked like they were baring their fangs and claws.

In my telepathic connection, there was nothing beside me.

A meow came from beside me, the sound filled with confusion, clearly indicating that the person hadn't found anything either.

Looking further afield, one sees verdant mountains and clear waters surrounding the landscape, all empty and devoid of any signs of enemies.

Aside from some wandering martial artists plotting an ambush in the roadside inn, there was only a group of bandits in front of them.

They were all fierce-looking and exuded a strong aura of blood.

They were clearly all wicked people.

"Could it be that I'm sensing something wrong?"

The moment this thought crossed Lu Wubing's mind, he saw Cheng Liangyu already engaging the cavalry.

I wonder what kind of environment this woman grew up in; she seems to rejoice at the sight of an enemy…

The more numerous and powerful the enemy, the more excited she became.

A single sword, wielding it with unparalleled skill, truly possesses the power to sweep away a thousand armies.

A fierce killing intent swept over her like a raging tide even before she made her move.

With a swift movement, the sword fell, and three riders fell from their horses.

He leaped into the air, pulled out the arrow, and thrust it towards a tall, burly man with a black beard and half-armored armor.

"Gu Hengdao, the Blackwater Bandit, you chased him from the waterway to the shore, relentlessly pursuing him. Who gave you these orders?"

The sword light slashed down diagonally, but the burly man dragged it with his blade and slashed it to his side.

The burly man with a bushy beard laughed loudly: "If you want to know the answer to this question, come aboard my boat and I'll tell you all about it."

This person has an extremely loud voice, and his shouts are like thunder.

With a flick of his fingertips, the heavy broadsword, weighing dozens of kilograms, propelled the rider and horse forward at breakneck speed, unleashing a howling gust of wind with the force of the horse's momentum.

call……

The blade flashed, its energy slashing out two zhang (approximately 6.6 meters), tearing through the air and creating a long crack in the ground.

Seeing Cheng Liangyu's long hair flying, he ducked to avoid the slash and thrust his sword into the horse's leg.

He twisted the long handle of his broadsword, parrying the blade as it thrust forward.

The man rode atop a large black horse, its hooves clattering as it sometimes charged and sometimes circled, its blade flashing out suddenly yet also capable of protecting itself.

A man and a horse, creating a curtain of blades and light, gave the impression that man and horse were one...

Cheng Liangyu turned and leaped backward, slaying three cavalrymen with his longsword, without engaging Gu Hengdao in a fight.

He pressed down on his feet, constantly changing direction and swinging his sword amidst the cavalry formation, killing eighteen people in succession.

A blade flashed behind her, narrowly missing her hair.

Lin Wenjing, on the other side, remained silent... Her tall figure moved like a light, leaping butterfly, her sword flashing like a blazing sun.

To deal with these lowly soldiers, she didn't need to use the highly advanced [Flowing Light Sword Style], which consumes a lot of internal energy and blood.

He simply used the Kaiyang Sword, which he had been practicing for five or six years.

The sword light was powerful and domineering, like a volcanic eruption or lava sweeping across the ground... It could slay horses and men, break through armor and cavalry.

Her tactics were quite different; she was like a bulldozer, advancing forward...

By the time she had broken through the rear of the cavalry formation from the front, the Kaiyang Sword in her hand had become less explosive and stiff, and more gentle and delicate.

"As I was right, Seventh Senior Sister's swordsmanship requires several bloody experiences to fully develop."

Otherwise, lacking a certain fierce and valiant spirit... if one's personality doesn't match their swordsmanship, it will be difficult to overcome this hurdle.

After hearing about his seventh senior sister Lin Wenjing's childhood experiences, Lu Wubing understood that this senior sister's temperament could not be judged simply by whether she was quiet or brave.

Unless pushed to the brink of life and death, or when she is in despair, she is a gentle, delicate woman who dislikes arguing with others.

What a waste of such excellent physical training!

She even finds it difficult to get angry at someone.

Even if someone criticizes her, she will only gently defend herself.

When they can't win an argument, they hide away and shed tears.

During the Three Sects Competition that day, her tendons were severed by Tuoba Yun's sword, causing her to vomit blood, but she wasn't too angry. Instead, she felt that her strength was insufficient, felt bitter, and blamed herself for not being able to protect the kitten from being injured.

When she saw her junior brother Lu Wubing, all she could do was shed tears.

From this perspective, what Seventh Senior Sister lacks is that fiery, explosive energy that could explode at the slightest provocation.

But she did have some.

Rather, it is deeply hidden in one's bones, in the deepest part of one's heart.

That year, when her father was devoured by wolves and her mother was critically ill and on the verge of death, she, a thirteen-year-old girl, so thin she was practically skin and bones, dared to take a wood-chopping knife and charge into a pack of wolves...

According to Senior Sister Xiaolan, when Ouyang Zheng and Qin Huaiying saw Lin Wenjing...

The thirteen-year-old girl had already killed four or five wolves, and despite being covered in wounds, she continued to fight to the death.

Do you dare say she has no backbone?
Therefore, in Lu Wubing's view, as long as this bloodthirstiness of hers is aroused, the latent nature can be turned into the manifest nature.

If her outward gentleness and inner strength are combined further, her swordsmanship will definitely undergo a dramatic transformation.

This time, Lu Wubing brought only her along, without bringing anyone else, with the same plan in mind.

This trip to Donghai County will undoubtedly involve many schemes and dangers.

A series of fierce battles are inevitable.

The reason is very simple.

He had never heard of anyone giving up the meat that was right in front of them.

Mingxintang is such a large business, and it has been operating for decades.

Whoever gets hold of such vast wealth and resources is unwilling to part with it.

Cheng Liangyu's idea of ​​seeking justice and fighting without breaking apart is actually quite naive.

In Lu Wubing's view, this was a life-or-death experience.

I wasn't going to follow Cheng Liangyu to be a peacemaker.

Lin Wenjing was not one of them either.

Although Seventh Senior Sister didn't say it aloud, she understood it in her heart.

Therefore, avoid using the [Flowing Light Sword Style] if possible.

He simply pushed himself to the brink, using the Kaiyang Sword with overwhelming force to destroy all enemies before him.

The results are also very encouraging.

First, [Splitting Sun Melting Gold] broke through to the Proficiency Realm, and then [Cutting Clouds and Breaking Dawn] also broke through to the Proficiency Realm, comprehending the Dharma and becoming proficient in all Dharmas.

Lu Wubing stood quietly in the middle of the battlefield, keenly sensing the explosive and powerful sword style under Lin Wenjing's sword. He nodded inwardly, and then saw Cheng Liangyu also erupt.

"boom……"

A burst of starlight suddenly erupted around her, like a long swallow's tail, with faint light falling from mid-air, and ripples spreading outwards in all directions.

"Starburst Technique, you're risking your life, why go to such lengths?"

Originally, he was evenly matched with Cheng Liangyu, and occasionally had the leisure to chat flirt with this tall and beautiful woman and have a good verbal sparring session... Gu Hengdao was not in a hurry at all, just like a cat playing with a mouse.

Even though almost all of his men were dead.

He remained calm and composed.

Because he knew what his goal was.

As long as we stall for time, the real task will naturally be done by others.

Unexpectedly, the woman he was trying to hold back suddenly seemed to have lost her mind and started to explode for no reason.

The Heavenly Star Sect's [Star-Guiding Technique] is known as a forbidden technique; practicing it is a life-or-death struggle with a very low success rate.

That's all.

Within the Star-Attracting Technique, the final and even more dangerous killing move, the Star-Exploding Technique, is something that virtually no madman would be willing to practice or use.

Even with abundant resources to nourish the body and unwavering willpower to ignore all kinds of pain, this kind of cultivation method is still not for humans to practice.

Gu Hengdao had only heard that Cheng Yushan of Mingxin Hall had practiced it... but he never expected that he would die silently and without ever fighting for his life.

His daughter, on the other hand, would erupt without restraint at the slightest provocation.

"Master, save me."

Gu Hengdao roared, his broadsword swirling like a white cloud, enveloping the area in front of him and above his head, while he shouted loudly.

puff……

A streak of blood-red light, mixed with dense starlight, flashed past him.

Amidst the rising blood mist, Cheng Liangyu appeared five zhang behind him, thick blood mist rising from his head, large patches of his skin torn open, seeping out crimson blood.

She leaned on her sword, her body swaying slightly, but she finally regained her balance and quickly stood still to regulate her breathing.

Unexpectedly, a dark shadow flashed in front of him, and a blue claw was already extended to his chest.

What came into view was a thin, long, bluish-gray face and a pair of fierce, gloomy eyes.

"Little girl, you killed my disciple, go and be buried with him."

"Blue-faced Owl!"

Cheng Liangyu felt a chill run down his spine.

After using her ultimate move, she was severely injured, her whole body was in excruciating pain, and she was already feeling quite weak.

The person in front of them had been hiding among the pirates, watching quietly without making a move.

At this moment, perhaps because Gu Hengdao had died so tragically, he could no longer restrain himself and struck with a thunderous blow.

The five fingers condensed into a tangible flame, shimmering with a crystal-like blue light.

Even three inches from the chest, the chill had already penetrated the heart, making one feel cold all over.

"Whoosh..."

A flash of light, already a step ahead, pierced the old man's neck, but was pulled away by another claw covered in layers of blue scales.

The man flicked his five fingers slightly, and a burst of blue qi erupted.

It actually managed to shake Lin Wenjing's longsword so hard that it pointed it askew to the sky.

A chilling, cold aura traveled along the sword and rushed straight into his lungs.

The shock caused Lin Wenjing to stagger back three steps, and then her sword failed to strike.

It was clear that Cheng Liangyu was about to have her heart ripped out with a claw.

With a swift movement, a tall, slender figure with a shapely physique appeared, revealing a completely different person.

Before anyone knew it, a young man dressed in a blue robe, with long, sword-like eyebrows and a cold, icy gaze, quietly stood before the claws.

The blue-faced owl was startled...

He had absolutely no idea how the boy had appeared in front of him.

However, this did not stop him from increasing the force in his hands, and the Azure Qi suddenly erupted.

It gripped Lu Wubing's chest with a claw.

Five finger holes were made in the blue robe.

A sinister smugness flashed across Qingmianxiao's face as he was about to close his five fingers.

His usual tactic was to rip open the opponent's chest, pull out their heart, and crush it.

He has crushed hundreds or even thousands of hearts like this, regardless of age or gender... He has always found this feeling fascinating.

But this time, he found absolutely nothing fascinating about it.

Instead, it was the pain that was excruciating.

As his five fingers unleashed their inner energy, they suddenly crackled and popped.

What lies before me is like a golden and jade mountain peak, indestructible yet incredibly heavy.

His full-force attack, aimed directly at the target, was like an ant trying to shake a tree. With a crack, his five finger bones, along with his palm bones, shattered into seventeen or eighteen pieces in an instant, sending blood and bone flying everywhere.

As the intense golden light filled Qingmianxiao's eyes, he finally realized what had happened.

"Do not……"

Losing a hand is not something unbearable.

What bothered him the most was that the opponent's body was so strong that he couldn't even break through the skin with his full-force attacks. What level of invincible body was this?

He stood there and let himself be attacked, but he couldn't move a muscle.

So how do you deal with your opponent when they make a move?

Fortunately, he no longer needed to think about this problem.

A flash of light appeared on the left.

Before he could even let out a roar...

A sharp pain shot through his head, as a gleaming longsword pierced his left temple through his right.

His eyes suddenly lit up, his expression went blank, and he fell backward.

"Is this the Green-Faced Naughty, ranked nineteenth on the Blacklist? He's nothing special."

Lu Wubing shook his head, reached out to support the swaying Cheng Liangyu, and sighed, "I have no idea how you managed to escape from Donghai County to Tianxing Sect all this way?"

"Either you're lucky, or the other party is intentionally letting you live so you can bring people down the mountain."

Cheng Liangyu looked slightly ashamed and whispered, "When we went to the Tianxing Sect, there were no experts like this pursuing us. It must have been someone behind the scenes who devised this scheme to lure us out. Could it be that the target is you, Young Sect Leader?"

Her mind works extremely fast.

If I hadn't sensed something was wrong beforehand, I wouldn't have used the [Star Explosion Technique] so quickly to kill the powerful enemy and then interrogate him.

As it turned out, there was a hidden master of the second rank on the other side, who launched a surprise attack, choosing to strike when he was at his weakest.

I almost died here.

"Don't blame yourself too much. These rats have been killed so many times, they must feel pain too."

For some reason, they wanted to get rid of me as soon as possible, and they were not satisfied until they killed me.

Even if you hadn't come up the mountain, there would have been various reasons to lure me down.

Lu Wubing sneered, "Just like the one behind me, he's been hiding all along, trying to find my weakness and kill me with one blow. Tell me, isn't that laughable?"

He hadn't finished speaking yet.

The shadow behind me, illuminated by the setting sun, suddenly stretched out, rising from the ground like sticky mud.

A flash of sword light pierced the back of Lu Wubing's head.

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(End of this chapter)