The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

This was a scene he had never imagined.

An Qingwan was just a blind girl, and the sword she held was just an ordinary iron sword casually forged by a blacksmith. However...

He exerted his strength in mid-air, bending the gun barrel and propelling him and the gun seven or eight zhang into the air.

A clear, resonant voice rang out.

"Since you've heard of me, you should know that my nickname is Hundred-Step Flying Dragon."

What is meant by "Hundred-Step Flying Dragon"?

From a hundred paces away, the spear flashes like a dragon!

The silver spear fell from the sky once more, like a roaring dragon, but this time Lu Er was nowhere to be seen; the man and the spear had long since separated.

Just as An Qingwan's attention was completely drawn to the silver spear, and her body was instantly riddled with openings, Lu Er suddenly appeared. He appeared to An Qingwan's left and raised his right hand.

Suddenly, the falling silver spear changed direction.

But to Lu Er's surprise, the silver spear, which he regarded as his second life, "betrayed" him at this moment. Instead of flying into his hand as usual, it was taken by An Qingwan.

By the time he realized something was wrong, the gun had already pierced his heart.

Lu Er stared at An Qingwan in disbelief: "How did you do that?"

An Qingwan remained expressionless.

This is naturally the effect of Mingyu Gong.

Once the Mingyu Skill is activated, the true energy within her body will form a vortex of suction force that can turn even a person around, let alone a spear.

"I killed Wei Manzi in three moves because I wanted to let him live a little longer, while you want to kill Wei Manzi in three moves because you can't do it without even one move."

An Qingwan closed Lu Er's eyes.

Then, she flicked her fingertips, and no one saw what she flicked, but the swordsman Lao Ma and Wang Feishu died silently.

It was as if they had been dead for a long time, or as if they had never lived at all.

"A night of harvest."

An Qingwan opened four martial arts treasure chests in one go.

[Congratulations! You have acquired the sword technique: Whirlwind Sword Technique!]

[Congratulations! You have acquired the palm technique: Bone-Melting Palm!]

Congratulations on acquiring the finger technique: Flower Picking Finger!

[Congratulations! You have acquired the sword technique: Afei's Sword Technique!]

"After two and a half years of martial arts training, have you finally mastered a superb sword technique?"

Ah Fei's swordsmanship is not like other swordsmanship with many fancy variations; it is purely about speed.

This is a sword technique that is very suitable for An Qingwan.

but……

"It's a pity, it would have been even better if it were Little Li's Flying Dagger."

Not only is Little Li's Flying Dagger faster, it also makes up for her weakness of not being able to hit targets at long distances.

An Qingwan shook her head.

It's quiet here now, but tonight's events are far from over.

She quickened her pace and pushed open the bamboo-woven main door.

As soon as I entered the room, I heard Su Zheqiu fall to the ground and cry out in a weak voice, "Miss An, something terrible has happened! Tong'er... she was bribed by someone to poison the food and try to harm you. After I noticed something was wrong, she suddenly injured me and escaped through the back window."

An Qingwan calmly said, "Don't worry, Mr. Su, she can't escape."

Su Zheqiu was slightly taken aback. Just as he was about to say a few words, he heard Tong'er's exclamation from behind the house.

"It's you, Crimson Snow Yama! You're not dead?"

P.S.: Thank you for the knife from Hua Wuyu.

The Twenty-Three Most Terrifying Women

Exclamations suddenly arose.

In the room where the candlelight flickered, An Qingwan raised her right hand.

In a blink of an eye.

The back door of the house was smashed open with a loud crash, and Tong'er, who had only escaped for a few dozen breaths, was sent flying back inside.

Like an iron plate attracted by a magnet, it landed precisely in An Qingwan's palm.

“You killed Baibu Feilong, which allowed me to go from being the third-ranked assassin in the world to the second-ranked assassin. I owe you a debt of gratitude, and I originally planned to repay you with her.”

Lan Xiaogu walked in through the broken back door.

She was still barefoot, her feet glowing white and pink in the candlelight, exuding a captivating allure and a maturity beyond her years.

"But unfortunately, she's a suicide soldier. She secretly hid a poison sac in her mouth, and as soon as she saw me, she bit it open. Although I managed to control her pressure points in time, the poison was extremely potent, far beyond what is common even in my Miao region. She only has one hour left to live."

Lan Xiaogu shook her head.

"This time it doesn't count. I'll find another way to repay your kindness next time."

An Qingwan smiled and said, "I didn't kill Lu Er for you, so you don't need to repay me."

Lan Xiaogu stubbornly said, "Although you didn't do it for me, I still owe you a favor. I, Lan Xiaogu, never owe anyone a favor!"

An Qingwan smiled even more happily: "Okay, then I look forward to seeing how you will repay this kindness."

She grew to like Lan Xiaogu's feigned maturity more and more.

Fun.

But now is not the time to play.

Su Zheqiu, lying on the ground, screamed, "Tong'er, why did you do this? We've been relying on each other for six years in this countryside!"

Lan Xiaogu turned her head and looked over. She first saw a fleeting look of shock on Su Zheqiu's face, and then she saw a look of heartbreak.

Tong'er suddenly sneered: "Six years? So what if it's ten years! Su Zheqiu, don't flatter yourself. The favor you've done for me is not even a fraction of what the Lord has done for you. If the Lord didn't think you were still useful, I would have taken your life long ago."

Su Zheqiu's face turned deathly pale, as if she had been struck by a hammer, and she was completely distraught.

"This isn't real, you're lying to me, right?"

An Qingwan said, "Gratitude? You're in cahoots with Wei Manzi?"

Tong'er said, "That's right. Not only is he in cahoots with me, but Lu Er, Wang Feishu... they are also in cahoots with me. Although the three of them don't know me, they can't find this place without me revealing their whereabouts."

An Qingwan said, "I knew I had only heard Jiang Xue Yanluo's footsteps along the way. How could those four suddenly appear in the bamboo forest? Sure enough, someone tipped us off."

"Heh." Tong'er's face was full of hatred. "I only regret that I misjudged your strength. I never thought that that ** would be useless against you, and I never thought that even Lu Er was no match for you. Otherwise, how could I have fallen to this state?"

An Qingwan said, "Many people misjudged my strength. They thought a blind person couldn't be a master. In the end, they died at my hands. You don't need to blame yourself too much for it."

Tong'er said coldly, "Just kill me. You know I'm a suicide squad member. Don't even think about getting any more information out of me!"

An Qingwan said, "Are you really that tough? Even if your flesh is cut off inch by inch, your eyelids are cut off, steel nails are driven into your skull, and your teeth and nails are peeled off piece by piece, aren't you afraid?"

Lan Xiaogu interjected again, "I also have Gu worms from Miao territory. They will crawl into your nose, mouth... into every hole in your body. They will crawl all over you. Even though you only have one hour to live, you should cherish this one hour and not turn it into a hell that is worse than death."

Tong'er's face stiffened.

At this moment, Su Zheqiu, who was standing to the side, questioned him again.

"Tong'er, do you serve me for the sake of the 'Eight Directions of Qimen Sword'?"

Tong'er spat, "If not for the 'Eight Directions of Qimen Blade,' then for you, you cripple?"

Su Zheqiu laughed bitterly: "The Eight Directions Blade of Qimen, the Eight Directions Blade of Qimen! For this broken blade technique, my elder brother's family died tragically, I was monitored for six years, and my dear niece was tortured to the point of being unrecognizable. This is not some divine skill manual, this is clearly the most evil demonic book in the world, hahaha!"

He was shouting loudly, his hair disheveled, and he looked like he had gone mad.

Tong'er looked at Su Zheqiu with eyes full of pity: "Blame your incompetence. You're a cripple who can't even do martial arts, hahahaha..."

"Alright, alright, you two stop acting."

An Qingwan suddenly spoke, as if a mysterious switch had been flipped, causing Tong'er to tremble and her laughter to stop abruptly.

"play?"

Lan Xiaogu, who was engrossed in watching the show, was stunned.

An Qingwan said, "That's right, they're in cahoots."

"what?"

Lan Xiaogu felt like her brain was about to shut down.

Aren't these two enemies? How come they've become allies in An Qingwan's mouth?

She looked left and right, but still couldn't figure out the reason.

An Qingwan said, "Don't think about it. They concealed it very well. If they hadn't run into me, they would never have been exposed."

Tong'er angrily retorted, "What nonsense are you spouting? Are you trying to trick me into revealing information because you can't get any from me?"

An Qingwan said, "Sometimes what you hear and feel is more credible than what you ask."

Tong'er sneered, "So what did you hear, what did you feel... Ah!"

She suddenly screamed, as Lan Xiaogu had slapped her across the face.

"Watch your mouth. How dare you insult my benefactor?"

Tong'er glared at Lan Xiaogu with resentment. Lan Xiaogu made a move to slap her again, but was stopped by An Qingwan.

"Don't worry."

An Qingwan said.

"At first, I didn't think you two were in cahoots, but something just felt off."

Lan Xiaogu asked, "What's wrong?"

"Miss Jin told me that her uncle, Mr. Su Er, had never practiced martial arts because his legs had been crippled since childhood. But to me, Mr. Su Er not only practiced martial arts, but was also a rare master."

Lan Xiaogu exclaimed again, "How did you know?"

She really couldn't see how Su Zheqiu, this good-for-nothing, resembled a master.

An Qingwan said, "A person who has practiced martial arts, and practiced hard, will definitely have traces of practice on their body. A person who is good at using weapons will have calluses on their tiger's mouth and palms. A person who is good at using throwing darts and hidden weapons will inevitably have calluses and scratches on their fingertips."

Lan Xiaogu said, "But there are no marks on his hands."

An Qingwan said, "He doesn't practice ordinary kung fu, but an extremely profound internal martial art. Listen to his breathing: three long breaths followed by one short breath, short yet fine, repeating endlessly. How could an ordinary person exhale such a breath?"

“Yes, what I told you…” Lan Xiaogu’s eyes sparkled, “No, his breathing is erratic now, and his heart is in turmoil too.”

An Qingwan said, "He really acted very well, but he forgot that he had been practicing that martial art for a long time and had long since made that breathing technique ordinary. He appeared in front of me as an ordinary person, but unexpectedly, this ordinariness was not ordinary, but a flaw."

Tong'er asked anxiously, "What does that prove?"

An Qingwan said, "That doesn't really prove anything, so I didn't point it out at the time, but he then made a second mistake."

"There's something wrong with that?" Lan Xiaogu was taken aback.

An Qingwan said, "Miss Jin told me that Mr. Su is a connoisseur of wine, tasting the finest wines in the world, and is known as the Immortal of Wine. Even I, who don't drink much, can tell that the wine tastes different. Surely Mr. Su can tell?"

Lan Xiaogu nodded repeatedly: "That makes sense! But it's also possible that he was coerced and didn't dare to say it outright?"

An Qingwan said, "That's possible, which is why Mr. Su Er revealed his third flaw at this moment!"

"what?"

“When I came in just now, he told me that Tong’er had poisoned the food, but the poison was clearly put in the wine. In any case, he shouldn’t have been unaware of this. He was subconsciously avoiding the wine, avoiding the thing he trusted most.”

As soon as An Qingwan finished speaking, Su Zheqiu's voice came softly.

"Perhaps I was coerced by Tong'er into saying this?"

An Qingwan smiled and said, "That's a good explanation, but I'm not here to hear your explanation. I'm saying all this just to tell Miss Jin why I want to kill you."

Everyone suddenly looked towards the door at the same time, and there Jin Xueyi was already standing there, her eyes filled with tears.

“An Qingwan, you are simply the most terrifying woman I have ever met. Even Sikong Tingxue, the current successor of the Yin Yang Sect, is not as terrifying as you.”