Chapter 12: A Light Sword

"Peach Blossom Sword Island?"

Hearing Ding Qinghong introduce himself, Luo Ningyu and Lin Fangda were both shocked and couldn't help but become more cautious.

Luo Ningyu frowned slightly, staring at the man who looked neither male nor female, Ding Qinghong, and said in a bad tone: "Ten years ago, Peach Blossom Sword Island attempted to cause chaos in the martial arts world, and was then expelled from the Central Plains by the six major sects. At that time, your island master, Peach Blossom Immortal, made a promise in person, vowing never to set foot in the Central Plains again, which allowed all the disciples of Peach Blossom Sword Island to save their lives. How dare you go back on your word now?"

Ding Qinghong smiled slightly and said, "At the beginning, the island master did promise that he would never set foot in the Central Plains again. However, the old man passed away two years ago. He never left Peach Blossom Sword Island until the day of his death. After his death, he was buried in the vast ocean. He never broke his promise."

Lin Fangda raised his eyebrows and sneered, "So once your island master dies, all the promises he made before are no longer valid? As a result, you, the new disciples of Peach Blossom Sword Island, can't hold back and come to the Central Plains to do evil things."

"Not only do you look crude and unsightly, but I didn't expect that you speak so noisily and unpleasantly." Ding Qinghong sniffed the peach blossom in his hand, his eyes full of disdain for Lin Fangda.

Luo Ningyu didn't want to get too entangled with this person, so she waved her hand to stop Lin Fangda who was about to refute her, and snorted, "Whether you come to Peach Blossom Sword Island or not, it has nothing to do with us. If you just happened to pass by here today, please leave quickly. We have different paths and there is nothing to say to each other. If you came here with a purpose, then just tell us your purpose without any unnecessary nonsense."

"As expected of the daughter of the Northern Sage King, not only is she pretty, but she also speaks in a straightforward and beautiful manner." Ding Qinghong said, "You said that the matter of Peach Blossom Sword Island had nothing to do with you. Then let me ask who ambushed our island master ten years ago, causing him to be seriously injured and unable to defeat the joint siege of the six major sects' leaders, so that he had to retreat to Sword Island?"

Being asked this by Ding Qinghong, Luo Ningyu was speechless. She had heard about the events of ten years ago. At that time, the major martial arts sects in the Central Plains were quite afraid of the powerful Peach Blossom Immortal, so they asked Luo Tianjin, who was known as the "King of the North" in the martial arts world, to personally take action and seriously injure the Peach Blossom Immortal.

And Luo Tianjin is Luo Ningyu's father.

Although it is the same past event, there are two completely different rumors about the battle between Luo Tianjin and Peach Blossom Immortal in the martial arts world. One is that Luo Tianjin challenged Peach Blossom Immortal in an open and aboveboard manner and defeated him, forcing him to promise not to set foot in the Central Plains again, and his victory was fair and square. The other rumor is that Luo Tianjin attacked Peach Blossom Immortal while he was practicing martial arts, causing him to be distracted and become possessed, and Luo Tianjin took the opportunity to attack him, winning unfairly.

There are supporters of each of these two rumors in the martial arts world. Most of those who support Luo Tianjin are from the famous and upright sects in the Central Plains martial arts world, while most of those who support Peach Blossom Immortal are pagans in the martial arts world.

It is worth mentioning that Peach Blossom Sword Island has long been regarded as one of the four major heresies in the Central Plains martial arts world, and it is notorious.

Seeing Ding Qinghong bringing up the past, Lin Fangda couldn't help but feel angry and taunted, "Are you here to settle the old scores for the Peach Blossom Immortal, you sissy? Why? You don't have the courage to go to Palace Master Luo, so you set your sights on our young lady?" After saying that, Lin Fangda didn't forget to make a few jokes, "I really forgot to check the calendar before going out today. Just now, an old man wanted to avenge a kid, and now another kid shows up to avenge an old man. How weird! How weird!"

Ding Qinghong chuckled and said, "If Peach Blossom Sword Island really wants to avenge its previous shame, it will definitely pay a visit to the Xianwang Mansion. It will not embarrass you. There is a saying in the martial arts world that 'the disaster should not affect the wife and children'."

"Then why did you come here tonight?" Luo Ningyu became more and more confused. "Did you happen to pass by here?"

"Not really." Ding Qinghong shook his head and said, "Just now I heard that Miss Luo wanted a carriage. It just so happens that there is a carriage specially prepared for Miss Luo outside the temple gate. I came here to invite Miss Luo to get in the carriage."

"Bullshit!" Lin Fang spat. "You sissy, are you only good at beating around the bush? Get in your carriage? Where do you want to take my young lady?"

Ding Qinghong said: "Of course that's where Miss Luo should go."

Luo Ningyu finally heard a hint of ill intention from the person who came, and shouted: "I have never met you before, and we have no grudges against each other, why are you looking for trouble with me?"

"If Miss Luo is willing to get in the car, I will not make it difficult for her at all." Ding Qinghong stopped talking here. His eyes, which were intoxicated with peach blossoms, suddenly flashed with a cold light. He stared straight at Luo Ningyu and continued with a smile, "If Miss Luo insists on not getting in the car, then I will have to offend her."

"It's up to you!"

Lin Fangda shouted angrily, drew his sword, rushed forward and swung it. Facing the sudden attack of Lin Fangda, Ding Qinghong was calm. His playful eyes suddenly turned cold, and he whispered: "If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished." Before he finished speaking, Lin Fangda's blade had already landed on his head. Ding Qinghong was not in a hurry. He lightly stepped on the ground and retreated three feet. With a "whoosh" sound, Lin Fangda's sword fell in front of Ding Qinghong. The domineering energy blew Ding Qinghong's white robe. The tip of the sword was less than a foot away from Ding Qinghong's chest. Although it was dangerous, it did not hurt Ding Qinghong at all.

"Not only are the rude people rude, but they also overestimate their own abilities!"

Ding Qinghong complained to Lin Fangda like a woman, but when he rubbed his right hand lightly, the peach blossom in his orchid finger instantly turned into peach petals of different sizes. Ding Qinghong's right hand flew up and down in the peach petals gently and flexibly, and an internal force that was invisible to the naked eye quietly emerged.

Suddenly, Ding Qinghong shook his right palm, and the flying peach petals immediately whizzed towards Lin Fangda like sharp blades.

Lin Fangda didn't pay attention to the petals at first and was about to swing his knife to attack, but a tingling sensation in the corner of his eye suddenly shocked him, and then he saw a few more petals passing by his cheeks, followed by waves of pain. Lin Fangda was frightened and quickly swung his knife to block it. With the sound of "ping pong pong" coming one after another, the flying petals made Lin Fangda's right hand holding the knife numb.

"careful!"

Luo Ningyu's cry startled Lin Fangda, who was concentrating on resisting the petals. In a moment, two petals cut through the air and came straight at Lin Fangda's eyes. At this moment, it was difficult for Lin Fangda to dodge. In a hurry, a silver light suddenly flashed before his eyes. A silver needle pierced through the two petals at lightning speed before they were about to pierce Lin Fangda's eyes, causing them to fly out across Lin Fangda's eyelids. In the end, the two petals only left two blood marks as thin as hair on Lin Fangda's eyelids, but fortunately they did not hurt his eyes.

After taking great pains to break up the petals, Lin Fangda reached out and touched his numb and painful face. He immediately felt something warm and smooth, and blood flowed through his fingertips.

"bass!"

Without giving the frightened Lin Fangda a chance to catch his breath, Ding Qinghong drew his sword. He called himself the 'Peach Blossom Sword Immortal' and had mastered the Peach Blossom sword technique to perfection. As the buzzing sound of the sword rang in Lin Fangda's ears, the Peach Blossom Sword had already pierced in front of Lin Fangda in the blink of an eye.

"Step aside!"

Lin Fangda pushed away Luo Ningyu who wanted to defend for him, and ignored Ding Qinghong's sword. He used his backhand to cut Ding Qinghong's lower abdomen. This was a way of fighting to the death. Ding Qinghong naturally refused to exchange his life with him. Seeing the situation, he turned his wrist and stabbed the sword from top to bottom. With a "clang", the peach blossom sword hit Lin Fangda's blade. At the same time, Ding Qinghong kicked forward with his right foot. Before Lin Fangda's blade could hurt Ding Qinghong, Ding Qinghong kicked Lin Fangda's lower abdomen fiercely. Lin Fangda groaned and retreated four or five steps before he could stabilize.

"Lin Fangda, how are you?" Luo Ningyu exclaimed and rushed to Lin Fangda's side, asking anxiously. Lin Fangda slightly bent his body, holding the knife in his right hand and supporting himself on the ground, with his left hand covering his burning abdomen, holding back his breath, clenching his teeth, staring at Ding Qinghong with a pair of vicious eyes, and didn't say a word for a long time.

"You look so ugly right now!" Ding Qinghong still had that elegant look, but he pointed the sword in one hand at Lin Fangda, then turned to Luo Ningyu and said with a smile, "If Miss Luo is willing to get on the carriage, I can spare his life."

"Don't even think about it!" Luo Ningyu shouted coldly, and quickly drew out the sword with her right hand. She looked neither humble nor arrogant, as if she was determined to fight Ding Qinghong to the death. "If you kill us, my father will never let you go!"

"Isn't it a pity that Miss Luo died in her prime?" Ding Qinghong didn't care about Luo Ningyu's threat and chuckled, "What's more, there are people who don't want you to die."

"Who?" Luo Ningyu asked.

"I'll tell you if I win." Ding Qinghong swung the tip of his sword twice provocatively, the smile on his face becoming more intense. "Or if you're willing to follow me obediently, you'll naturally be able to meet that person."

Hearing this, Luo Ningyu quickly swung her sword and took a stance with Ding Qinghong. The meaning was self-evident.

“Ningyu, you are no match for him, get out of the way!” Lin Fangda pushed Luo Ningyu away with his left hand, raised the knife to his chest with his right hand, stared at Ding Qinghong coldly, took a deep breath, and sneered, “A sissy is a sissy, this kick didn’t even have the slightest bit of strength.”

"Hmph! Stubborn!"

Ding Qinghong was no longer polite. He took a series of steps and rushed in front of Lin Fangda in a flash. Lin Fangda held the knife with both hands, roared and swung the knife fiercely. In an instant, Lin Fangda's attack came towards Ding Qinghong like a storm.

"It seems that Palace Master Luo has given you a lot of advice, and he is even willing to teach you the 'Wind-Cutting Sword Technique'."

Facing Lin Fangda's crazy attack, Ding Qinghong couldn't help but sigh. At this moment, Lin Fangda's sword was like a violent storm, continuous, but seeing the sword shadows flashing in front of Ding Qinghong, accompanied by bursts of whistling, Lin Fangda's attack became more and more fierce, cloaked and slashing the moon, for a moment he wanted to kill everything in front of him, this sword method is indeed worthy of the word "slashing the wind".

Ding Qinghong swung the Peach Blossom Sword lightly, and stepped back repeatedly to avoid the sharp edge. When Lin Fangda had used up all his Wind-Slashing Blade and slowed down, Ding Qinghong suddenly thrust his sword forward, and the Peach Blossom Sword flashed quickly. In an instant, there were many sword shadows in front of Lin Fangda's eyes. With a "chi" sound, the sharp sound of the swords rubbing against each other was heard. The Peach Blossom Sword had already circled around Lin Fangda's blade like a spirit snake and rushed towards him. When the sword tip touched Lin Fangda, he felt a pain in his wrist, and the steel knife almost flew out of his hand.

After hitting the target with one move, Ding Qinghong still did not give up. He swung his sword left and right like a snake. In the blink of an eye, Lin Fangda's arms were covered with bloodstains. The blood soaked through his sleeves and dripped onto the ground. Feeling the severe pain in his arms, facing Ding Qinghong's increasingly imposing aura, Lin Fangda was completely confused. He waved his sword randomly to resist the constantly provocative Peach Blossom Sword while retreating backwards.

Suddenly, Lin Fangda's lower back hit the altar hard, and he had no way to retreat. At the same time, Ding Qinghong's peach blossom sword also pierced Lin Fangda's throat as fast as lightning through the gap between his arms.

"Look at the needle!"

At the critical moment, Luo Ningyu swung her hand and shot out a string of silver needles. Ding Qinghong turned lightly and danced a few sword flowers to knock down all the silver needles. His movements were as fast as lightning and Lin Fangda didn't get the chance to escape. Ding Qinghong turned lightly like flowing clouds and water, and the Peach Blossom Sword straightened and stabbed at Lin Fangda's throat again.

"hiss!"

Luo Ningyu, who was at a loss as to what to do, couldn't help but gasp when she saw this. On the other hand, Lin Fangda was staring at the rapidly approaching sword with his eyes fixed as if he was ready to die, without a trace of fear on his face.

"Your Excellency has already won in swordplay, so why do you have to kill us all?"

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, a light shout came from outside the temple, and then a silver light flashed through the air like a swimming dragon and pierced Ding Qinghong's back. The speed was so fast that it was dazzling, and the strength of the sword energy made Ding Qinghong's back suddenly tighten.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ding Qinghong quickly gave up the assassination attempt on Lin Fangda and turned around to swing his sword to block. With a light "clang" sound, the two swords did not collide head-on, but rubbed against each other and crossed each other. The two men separated as soon as they touched each other. Ding Qinghong dodged to the front of the temple gate, but the man who came stood up and blocked Lin Fangda behind him.

The man was dressed in black and had a black scarf covering his face, so his features could not be seen, only a pair of deep, bright eyes.

"Who are you?" Ding Qinghong knew that the person coming was a master, so he did not dare to be overconfident.

"When seeing injustice, I draw my sword to help!" The man's voice was clear and transparent. "What's more, these two are my friends!"

Hearing the voice of the man in black, Luo Ningyu and Lin Fangda were both stunned. They only felt that the man's voice seemed familiar, but they couldn't tell what it was for a moment.

"Your Excellency is..." Lin Fangda asked in a low voice suspiciously.

"Brother Lin." The man in black chuckled without turning his head, "Do you still remember that you owe me a drink?"

Hearing this, a bright light suddenly flashed through Lin Fang's mind, and a look of ecstasy surged to his brows.

"You are... Brother Liu from West Lake Teahouse!"

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(End of this chapter)