Chapter 144: Phoenix Crying Blood (Part )

"kill him!"

At Zhuge Xiong's command, the disciples of the Golden Sword Sect roared and rushed towards Liu Xunyi with their swords brandished.

Liu Xunyi was concerned about Luo Ningyu's safety and had no time to show mercy. Facing the numerous swordsmen who were swarming towards him, he swung his right hand suddenly, and the scabbard flew out and smashed hard into the faces of the two oncoming swordsmen, knocking them to the ground in an instant, with blood flowing everywhere.

The Wuji sword was unsheathed, and when he waved his hand, a dazzling cold light flashed. The sword tip rushed past, bringing up a flash of blood. Liu Xunyi swept the sword horizontally, instantly ripping open the stomachs of the four or five knifemen in front of him.

"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"

Liu Xunyi moved his body casually, tapped his feet lightly, and immediately soared into the sky. Amidst the flash of swords and blood, his feet stepped several times on everyone's heads, and in the blink of an eye he jumped over the railing of the second-floor corridor.

At the same time, dozens of knifemen waiting in the corridor on the second floor rushed over like crazy, slashing at Liu Xunyi with their knives without mercy.

Liu Xunyi thrust his sword forward and stabbed out, piercing the chests of three or five people. At the same time, more than a dozen steel knives whizzed towards him. Liu Xunyi had no way to avoid it, so he could only hold the fence tightly with his left hand, and flew backwards suddenly, leaving his body suspended in the air.

In an instant, more than ten sharp steel knives fell on the fence, instantly chopping the fence of the second-floor corridor into pieces. Liu Xunyi suddenly turned over, hanging upside down, hooking his feet on the edge of the third-floor corridor, and at the same time, quickly wielding his sword to fight with dozens of knifemen below him.

Liu Xunyi was hanging upside down, fighting desperately with the densely packed knifemen in the corridor on the second floor. At this moment, a sharp knife mountain covered with thorns had formed under him. If he was not careful and fell down, he would be pierced into a hedgehog in an instant.

Suddenly, Liu Xunyi felt a sharp pain in his left ankle, and then his left foot loosened, and one leg hung in the air in a mess. He knew that there were many knifemen on the third floor, so he hooked his right foot hard and his body flipped several times in the air nimbly.

In the chaos, Liu Xunyi seized the arm of a knifeman in the corridor on the third floor and pulled him hard, causing him to fly up to the third floor. The knifeman he had just grabbed screamed and fell from the skylight. When he landed, his brain burst and his death was miserable, causing screams.

The corridor was already very narrow, and there were at least thirty or forty swordsmen gathered around Liu Xunyi, so it was difficult for him to fully display his sword moves. He could only use his sword as a knife, slashing left and right, and knocking down the swordsmen who kept coming up. He fought his way out with difficulty and walked towards the stairs that were so close yet so far away.

This kind of fighting doesn't look like a contest between martial arts masters, but more like a fight on a battlefield. All the profound martial arts are not as satisfying and practical as killing with one sword.

At this time, Liu Xunyi's left foot was slashed horizontally, and the wound penetrated deep into the bone, but fortunately it did not hurt the vital parts, so he could still move forward despite the pain. Wherever his left foot passed, there was a pool of bright red blood.

Fighting in such a crowded corridor, even a master like Liu Xunyi could hardly protect himself. Therefore, when he was frantically hacking at the knifemen who came one after another, many shocking wounds appeared on his chest, back, legs, and arms.

Blood soaked his robe and kept dripping onto the ground. At this moment, he was like a blood gourd, and he could no longer tell which was his own blood and which was someone else's.

"Stop him, stop him quickly..."

Seeing Liu Xunyi coming at him like a devil from hell, fearless of life and death, Zhuge Wu on the third floor corridor suddenly panicked. He hurriedly called on the knifemen who kept pouring in from downstairs and upstairs to pounce on Liu Xunyi, but he himself retreated and kept dodging backwards in the crowd.

But Liu Xunyi had already been staring at him. After piercing the throat of a swordsman with his sword, he suddenly accelerated, stumbling and rushing out of the heavy blockade when no one was prepared, and stabbed Zhuge Wu with his sword.

Zhuge Wu was horrified and hurriedly pulled the swordsman next to him. But before the swordsman could swing his sword to block, Liu Xunyi shouted loudly and swung his sword from top to bottom, instantly splitting the swordsman in half.

In an instant, blood mixed with brain matter and internal organs gushed out, splashing all over Zhuge Wu's head and face, frightening him so much that he was stunned and screamed. Even with a knife in his hand, Zhuge Wu no longer had the courage to fight Liu Xunyi.

In a flash, Liu Xunyi endured the severe pain and took several more blows with his back. He swung the sword and captured the deathly-looking Zhuge Wu with the Wuji sword.

"If you dare to come any closer, I'll chop off his head!"

Liu Xunyi strangled Zhuge Wu's arm with his left hand and pressed the sword against his throat with his right hand. He glared around fiercely and his ferocious and cruel voice was chilling.

Seeing Zhuge Wu lying limp and lifeless, being captured by Liu Xunyi's sword, these disciples of the Golden Sword Sect inevitably had some reservations, so they did not dare to move forward rashly. They could only follow Liu Xunyi's slowly retreating steps and press forward step by step.

Liu Xunyi held Zhuge Wu hostage, pressed his body against the fence, and quickly cut a way out among the crowded knife-wielding hands.

From the third floor to the fourth floor, the fifth floor, the sixth floor, and all the way to the seventh floor, he was always very careful. At this moment, there were more and more knifemen surrounding him, and Zhuge Xiong personally stood in the first position with a knife in his hand, staring at Liu Xunyi, whose face was covered in blood.

"Liu Xunyi..."

"Stop talking nonsense! If you dare to take another step forward, I will make sure you have no descendants!" Without waiting for Zhuge Xiong to speak, Liu Xunyi tightened the tip of his sword, and the sharp blade had already lightly cut into Zhuge Wu's neck. Zhuge Xiong was so frightened that he quickly ordered all the disciples to stop.

At this moment, the first to third floors were littered with corpses and blood was flowing like a river. Liu Xunyi had suffered countless injuries along the way, but he had killed at least seventy or eighty people.

At this moment, Fengming Tower was as silent as death, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

The beautiful drinkers who had wanted to watch the fun before were already frightened out of their wits and were looking for places to take shelter. Some were even frightened to death and fainted.

Liu Xunyi held Zhuge Wu hostage, retreated several steps, and finally came to the wing room where Wang Qingshu and Luo Ningyu were. He kicked the door open without hesitation, then pushed Zhuge Wu towards Zhuge Xiong with all his strength, and then he flashed into the room.

Meihua and his daughter were knocked unconscious on the ground, motionless, and their life or death was unknown. Seeing Wang Qingshu trying to do something indecent to Luo Ningyu, Liu Xunyi was furious, flew forward, and stabbed Wang Qingshu's temple with a sword. Wang Qingshu was shocked and waved his hand to block it. The tip of the sword instantly penetrated Wang Qingshu's palm, and then it was torn out from between the middle finger and the ring finger.

Liu Xunyi kicked Wang Qingshu hard on the side, sending him flying. He hit the wall hard and then fell heavily to the ground.

Looking at his right hand that was cut in half and covered in blood, Wang Qingshu couldn't help but let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Liu Xunyi had no time to deal with Wang Qingshu, so he flew forward and threw himself beside the pale-faced Luo Ningyu. But under Luo Ningyu's disheveled clothes, her snow-white skin was covered with bloodstains and bruises.

"Ningyu..." Liu Xunyi looked at Luo Ningyu with a trembling voice, his eyes red, not knowing what to do, "I'm sorry, I'm late..."

Seeing Liu Xunyi, Luo Ningyu finally relaxed the breath she had been holding. She reached out to touch Liu Xunyi's bloody cheek, and forced a stubborn and weak smile on her pale face, and said weakly to herself, "It's not too late... I thought... I couldn't wait for you..."

"Ningyu, I will take you home!" Liu Xunyi suppressed the grief and anger in his heart and smiled softly at Luo Ningyu.

Luo Ningyu half-opened her beautiful eyes and stared at Liu Xunyi infatuatedly. Her right hand, as cold as jade, gently stroked the scar on Liu Xunyi's chest and asked softly, "You hurt yourself again..."

Just this sentence, Liu Xunyi almost burst into tears. He held Luo Ningyu's hand with his backhand, pursed his lips tightly, forced a bitter smile, and shook his head desperately, but even so, his tears still fell uncontrollably.

"I'll take you home..." Liu Xunyi choked.

"Hmm..." Luo Ningyu nodded weakly and said something softly. But before she finished speaking, she had already exhausted all her strength, her head tilted, and she fainted.

Liu Xunyi turned over and took off his "blood robe", wrapped Luo Ningyu tightly with it, and then put his left hand around Luo Ningyu's waist, allowing her soft and boneless body to lean completely in his arms.

"Wang Qingshu!" Liu Xunyi swung his sword at Wang Qingshu, who was in so much pain, and gnashed his teeth in hatred. He really wanted to pierce his head with a sword, but the last bit of reason he had told him that he must not do that.

If he is not killed, Luo Tianjin can bring charges against Wang Xutong. If he is killed, then even if he is right, he will become wrong.

"Liu Xunyi!"

At this moment, Zhuge Xiong had led his men to block the door outside the room. He glared at Liu Xunyi with red eyes, and his muscles were shaking violently, as if he was extremely angry.

"You killed my son!" Zhuge Xiong shouted angrily.

In fact, Zhuge Wu did not die under Liu Xunyi's sword, but was frightened to death by the horrific scene of chopping a living person just now.

At this moment, Liu Xunyi didn't care whether Zhuge Wu was dead or alive. He had only one goal, which was to bring Luo Ningyu back to the Xianwang Mansion safely.

Liu Xunyi held Luo Ningyu in his left hand, pointed the sword at Zhuge Xiong with his right hand, and said in a gloomy and frightening tone: "If you dare to stop me again, I will kill Wang Qingshu with one sword!"

When Wang Qingshu was mentioned, Zhuge Xiong was startled. He looked at Wang Qingshu who was wailing in the room with complicated eyes, and then looked at Liu Xunyi who was covered in blood. After hesitating for a long time, he made up his mind and waved his hand to signal the swordsmen to make way for Liu Xunyi and Luo Ningyu.

Liu Xunyi stared at Zhuge Xiong cautiously, held Luo Ningyu tightly, and walked out slowly.

Walking all the way from the wing room to the staircase, the surrounding knifemen all glared at him angrily. After all, Liu Xunyi had just killed many of their fellow disciples.

Liu Xunyi held Luo Ningyu in one hand and walked down the stairs slowly. Apart from his footsteps, the only sound in Fengming Tower was Wang Qingshu's pig-slaughtering screams in the wing room on the seventh floor. Apart from that, there was no other sound.

“Ah!” Wang Qingshu’s miserable scream suddenly turned violent, and he roared, “Zhuge Xiong, what are you waiting for? Kill him! I will cut him into pieces and turn his bones into ashes!”

"But... Miss Luo..."

"That woman is ungrateful and would rather die than obey. What's the point of keeping her alive?" Wang Qingshu shouted in a trembling voice, "Kill them all! Kill them all!"

"Then the Northern Sage King..."

"With my father backing you up, what are you afraid of? I have sent people to the General's Mansion to mobilize troops, and a large number of troops will arrive soon. If you don't kill him now, when the army arrives, you bunch of useless people will be buried with him!"

After being scolded by Wang Qingshu, Zhuge Xiong, who already had a grudge against his son, no longer hesitated. He shouted, soared into the sky, and jumped down from the corridor on the seventh floor. Without a moment's hesitation, he swung the golden knife in his hand and slashed at Liu Xunyi fiercely.

"Liu Xunyi, return my son's life to me!"

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(End of this chapter)