The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Inside the cabin, several people wanted to say something, but after seeing the sword in An Qingwan's hand, they swallowed their words.

No matter how sharp their tongues are, can they be sharper than An Qingwan's sword?

The first person Ning Buyi checked was Meng Changhai, the leader of the Langzhou branch who had initially recognized An Qingwan's disguised identity.

He didn't touch it with his hands, but just glanced at it a few times before shaking his head.

"He was not disguised."

Meng Changhai breathed a sigh of relief, fearing that being mistaken for someone else would cost him his life.

Next, Ning Buyi walked up to Yan Tianxiang, the leader of the Fuzhou branch who had been criticizing Fu Zhiyuan.

"I……"

"You weren't disguised either."

Yan Tianxiang quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, Ning Buyi said, "But the face of the person behind you is definitely not his."

The person pointed at by Ning Buyi immediately became agitated: "You're slandering me, you big shot! I, Old Chen, have served the Canal Gang for fifteen years, how could I be a fake!"

Xiang Dongnan did not speak.

An Qingwan said, "Yes and no, why don't you go wash your face and everything will be clear?"

Old Chen took two deep breaths and said in a low voice, "Fine, I'll wash, I'll wash!"

He seemed to be going to find Qingshui, but in the instant he turned around, he suddenly flicked his sleeve.

"I'll wash your mother's..."

Before he could even utter the word "head," a straight-bladed knife suddenly flew out, piercing his chest and pinning him to the wall.

However, An Qingwan lightly flicked her right foot and kicked a knife out of the weapon rack next to her.

Fu Zhiyuan stormed up to Old Chen, who was coughing up blood, and quickly wiped off his makeup, revealing his original appearance.

"It's you, Yang Gui, one of the two ghosts of Xiangxi!"

Fu Zhiyuan exclaimed in surprise.

An uproar erupted in the cabin.

The Two Devils of Xiangxi were notorious in the martial arts world, but unlike the Four Evils who acted as they pleased, they were involved in the heinous trade of trafficking children.

Over the years, countless families have been harmed.

"Tell me quickly, where is the ghost hiding?" Fu Zhiyuan said angrily.

Yang Gui chuckled and said, "You'll find out soon enough, because that woman is going to die!"

"Ok?"

Fu Zhiyuan turned around abruptly and saw a person standing in the corner holding a thin bamboo tube, blowing hard at An Qingwan.

Poison needle!

A dense array of poison needles!

The distance was too close, and the poisoned needle came too suddenly.

Just as Fu Zhiyuan was about to shout a warning, he saw that An Qingwan had already drawn her sword and pierced through the circle.

ding ding ding-

After a series of loud noises, the man's face was covered with poisoned needles. His body twitched twice and then he fell silent.

Yang Gui's laughter stopped abruptly.

"continue."

An Qingwan replied to Ning Buyidao.

She remained as calm as if she had just killed a mosquito, not a person.

Ning Buyi nodded and continued the inspection.

He was used to it, but how would the other people in the cabin get used to this "fleeting" scene?

They only felt their hearts growing heavier and heavier.

beat?

How do you fight someone who can defeat Xiang Dongnan with a single sword strike?

藏？

If Ning Buyi is present, can he really hide it?

Now, there's only one way out.

bang——

Someone kicked over the candle, trying to escape quickly out of the cabin in the darkness, but as soon as he turned around, a long knife flew over and pinned him next to the ghost.

Fu Zhiyuan flipped through it and said, "These are notorious bandits from Lingnan, murderers and robbers."

An Qingwan said calmly, "We still need four more."

The atmosphere in the cabin grew increasingly oppressive, so oppressive it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it.

Suddenly, a person hiding behind the crowd ripped off the human skin mask from their face, knelt on the ground, and cried out.

"Spare me, spare me! I shouldn't have accepted the bribes from the Prince of Pingnan's mansion and sneaked in here."

Fu Zhiyuan said, "This man is Bai Shanzi, a ruthless gangster who specializes in loan sharking."

An Qingwan kicked out a long knife and nailed the white fan to the wall.

"Three more to go."

Bai Shanzi spat out bloody foam: "You...you're so cruel. I've already begged for mercy, and you..."

An Qingwan said, "What's the big deal? When people begged you for mercy before, did you spare them? You should thank me because I don't like torturing people, and I always kill very quickly."

She raised her voice.

"The rest of you, whether you infiltrated in disguise or secretly joined the Prince of Pingnan's mansion, if you step forward voluntarily, I can give you a quick death; otherwise..."

Lan Xiaogu suddenly chuckled and walked out, continuing An Qingwan's words.

"She doesn't like torturing people, but I'm different. My kung fu is best at torturing people. I have a hundred ways to make you tell me who the traitor in the Prince of Pingnan's mansion is!"

The sound arrived, and so did the long whip in her hand.

With a snap, the person Ning Buyi had just singled out was pulled close by the whip in her hand.

Then, everyone saw a centipede crawl along the whip and into the man's nose amidst his terrified screams.

"Who are you?"

Lan Xiaogu proudly declared, "I am the number one assassin in the world, Crimson Snow Yama Lan Xiaogu!"

Because she was wearing shoes, she didn't do that provocative leg-swinging move this time.

But her reputation is intimidating enough.

"What? Crimson Snow Yama?"

Rumor has it that Jiangxue Yama is most skilled at using Gu poison.

An Qingwan, whose swordsmanship is otherworldly; Lan Xiaogu, a poisonous vixen who kills without anyone noticing; and Ning Buyi, whose disguise can be easily discerned with a glance.

At this moment, those with ill intentions in the cabin felt a deeper despair than Xiang Dongnan.

This kind of despair, which usually only appears in those they capture, has now fallen on their own heads.

This despair is colder than ice water, fiercer than fire, and more painful than having your heart and flesh ripped out.

Things shouldn't have been this way.

They already were.

Forced by circumstances, Xiang Dongnan was about to agree to join the Prince of Pingnan's household.

however……

Yan Tianxiang, the leader of the Fuzhou branch, suddenly stepped forward and raised his arms in a shout.

"Everyone, there's no point in continuing to hide. The only thing we can do now is to work together."

"If we all rush at her, the Goddess of Xiaoxiang might not be able to kill us all before she runs out of internal energy. Once her internal energy is exhausted, it will be her death!"

His words immediately encouraged all those in the cabin who suspected him of having ulterior motives.

Yes.

They are not one person.

Although An Qingwan is very capable, she is, after all, blind.

If they cooperate, they might find a glimmer of hope.

In an instant, nearly twenty people stood around Yan Tianxiang. Fu Zhiyuan was dumbfounded by this scene, never expecting that so many people had betrayed the Cao Gang.

An Qingwan shook her head.

These people have no idea how terrifying the Mingyu Skill is.

They thought they were chopsticks stuck together, hard to break, but they didn't know that she was a fire, a fire that burned brighter and brighter!

An Qingwan drew her sword once again.

The temperature inside the cabin plummeted.

But Yan Tianxiang was still laughing: "Everyone, let's attack together!"

Everyone rushed forward, but one person was missing.

That person was Yan Tianxiang, who had called out to join the attack.

Yan Tianxiang ran away, in the opposite direction.

While fleeing, he clapped his hands several times, clearly intending to break through the bottom of the ship, let water in, and sink the large vessel.

Everyone was stunned.

An Qingwan was also stunned.

There are many inhuman people on this ship, but now it seems that Yan Tianxiang is the worst of the worst.

PS: Thank you to Alien Flower Flower Flower, Let's Start Our War, and Book Guest 59996858638 for the blades.

Sikong Tingxue at the Fingertips of Thirty-Five

With Yan Tianxiang's escape, those who had been clamoring to fight An Qingwan to the death immediately lost their spirit.

Losing Yan Tianxiang wouldn't actually have a significant impact on their strength, but who knows if there are others in their group who have similar ideas to Yan Tianxiang?

They are a group of people with very deep thoughts.

Now that suspicion has been raised, this "gang" that was temporarily assembled because they were on the verge of death immediately fell apart.

No one dared to face An Qingwan anymore; they all kicked over the nearby candles and scattered in all directions.

Even while fleeing, they didn't forget to follow Yan Tianxiang's example and attack the Eagle Soaring ship.

They were determined to dismantle the large ship and drag everyone into the water.

Most of them came from the Grand Canal Gang.

The members of the Canal Gang spent most of their time in the water. While their skills on land might not be particularly impressive, once they entered the water, they were like fish in water, and their abilities would immediately increase by several times.

This event is also recorded in the novel *Water Margin*.

First, overturn the lamps to buy time, then smash the large ship to save lives. It was already excellent that such a plan could be devised in such a desperate situation.

But in their haste, these people completely forgot one thing.

Overturning the lamps might slow down an ordinary person, but how could it possibly slow down An Qingwan?

The pitch-black night, where the eyes cannot see, is An Qingwan's domain!

"Where do you want to go?"