"I think I better not chase after them, otherwise I might co back to find there’s no more liquor to drink."
Lu Xiaofeng walked toward Ah Er’s corpse with a smile that was not quite a smile.
He glanced at Ah Er’s horribly twisted arm and the nearly caved-in chest that had been smashed, heaved a sigh, and said, "Tragic!"
Then he turned to look at Ah Da, who lay outside the door with a sword thrust through his throat, at the feet of Xin Chuixue, and sighed once more, "Tragic!"
He then added, "But it can be considered a death without regrets. To be a swordsman who could last three moves under your sword, Xin, is enough to be considered an expert."
"Let’s go."
Xin Chuixue, holding his sword, indifferently dropped two words.
His figure flashed, and with a few leaps, he vanished on the mountain top of Black Wind Village, disappearing under the gaze of the Players who looked on with a mixture of reverence, surprise, excitent, and admiration.
"So cool! Xin Chuixue is just too cool! I didn’t even see how he drew his sword, and that expert died."
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"Could it still be called a transcendent and saintly swordsmanship if you were able to see it clearly?"
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"I feel like so of my love for the village chief has been taken away at this mont. Whimper, am I not just a standard lickspittle?"
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"Our village chief is not bad either, he just killed an expert. But the village chief just transford again, bigger and more terrifying than before."
At this, gazes filled with shock, awe, and support fell one after another onto the towering and majestic figure within Yiqi Hall.
The figure had the build of a tiger and bear, muscles bulging, with arms so muscular they seed to be forged from rods of iron, brimming with astonishing power. Just the height alone was over two ters, his skin color was as Green Gold as if a Vajra had descended to the world, exuding a fierce and suffocating montum like that from a blazing furnace.
The Players were all gasping in astonishnt.
Such a fierce man would make anyone feel awe and fear at first sight.
"This..."
Lu Xiaofeng looked at Jiang Dali with a surprised gaze.
"No harm done."
Jiang Dali’s complexion was slightly pale, as he withdrew two types of fierce Inner Qi inside his body, enduring the backlash of that intense and fierce aura.
His muscles were trembling, squeezing against each other to the extent that they emitted sounds akin to steel cables grinding, his towering stature suddenly shrank back to normal size, his Qi-Blood and Inner Qi no longer plumting.
Even his normal size was exceptionally strong and burly in the eyes of ordinary people, but compared to that terrifying state from before, it was certainly more acceptable.
"It seems to be a special Secret Technique. You better use this technique sparingly, even though you are as sturdy as an ox," said Lu Xiaofeng with a dimpled smile, half in jest. "I’m very curious if there are any won in the world who could match up with you."
Jiang Dali snorted lightly, "There are plenty of won in this world more formidable than n. For instance, Shuimu Yinji. You, Lu Xiaofeng, like won, but do you dare to et Shuimu Yinji?"
"Cough..."
Lu Xiaofeng seed to also think of Shuimu Yinji and imdiately coughed to change the subject. "Alright, it wasn’t a wasted trip. Now that you’re out of danger, I consider my debt to you repaid.
With these two experts from Ru Yang Royal Mansion dead here, I guess you’ve beco their sworn enemy.
However, the court’s Six Gates and the Embroidered Uniform Guard should relax their guard on you a bit. With diating, it shouldn’t be a big problem.
But if you insist on your own way and truly unify all of Green Forest in Hui City, I don’t know what the court will do..."
As he spoke, Lu Xiaofeng sighed, waved his hand, and said, "Off I go. I don’t have many friends to begin with, I hope next ti I can still find you for a drink!"
Whoosh—
With a casual leap, Lu Xiaofeng jumped out of the hole in the roof, disappearing in the blink of an eye, his qinggong skills were unparalleled and elegant, a rare sight in the world.
"Lu Xiaofeng... Xin Chuixue..."
Jiang Dali stood still, frowning slightly, his gaze on the corpses of Ah Er and Ah Da on the ground, his expression thoughtful and inscrutable.
Just then, he felt a slight change in his panel, and upon checking it, a smile appeared on his face.
"The Mysterious Person... Tyrant Hall, huh... So they’ve chosen this ti to erge. Too bad, do they really think I’m unprepared?"
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(Last two days to clear monthly tickets)
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