Chapter 473: Drawing the Sword to Punish Himself
"What?" Tang Afu was stunned, and asked in a low voice as if he had lost his memory, "Who did the Valley Master want me to kill?"

"Go up to the sword arena and kill Liu Xunyi."

Xiao Zhirou carefully placed Yun Jianping on the chair. When her hand accidentally touched Yun Jianping's slightly concave side ribs, the unconscious Yun Jianping couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, which made Xiao Zhirou's heart suddenly tighten.

At the same time, Yun Jianping's fair forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, as if Liu Xunyi's kick had made him extremely painful.

"Kill Liu Xunyi?" Tang Afu was shocked and said, "But..."

"Do you have any objection?"

Xiao Zhirou's question shocked Tang Afu, who quickly shook his head and said, "I have no such intention. It's just that right now it's a dispute between Longxiang Mountain and Yulong Palace. If we intervene rashly... I'm afraid it's not right."

"Master and Yun Zhuiyue are old friends, so it's not too abrupt for you to help him."

"Forgive me for being nosy." Tang Afu looked suspiciously at Yun Jianping who was groaning in pain, and said hesitantly, "Yun Jianping was injured, why is the Valley Master so angry?"

Hearing this, Xiao Zhirou's body trembled slightly, but she did not answer.

"This……"

Facing the hesitant Tang Afu, Xiao Zhirou seemed to sense his embarrassment, so she wavered and said impatiently: "Even if we don't kill him, at least we have to make him suffer."

Tang Afu showed a look of joy, and hurriedly bowed and accepted the order: "Thank you, Master!"

"Go!"

Tang Afu gladly accepted the order and flew up, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Liu Xunyi like a gust of wind. His appearance made the situation on the top of Huashan Mountain more complicated, and the atmosphere became a little subtle.

"This..." Xu Qingnian looked at Tang Afu, then turned to look at the calm Yun Zhuiyue, and asked in surprise, "Is this what Saint Yun meant? Or..."

"Valley Master Xiao's meaning is my meaning!"

Yun Zhuiyue waved his hand nonchalantly, signaling Xu Qingnian not to mind it. After that, he cast a smug look at Luo Tianjin, who looked serious, and his provocation was self-evident.

"Liu Xunyi, the battle with Si Wudao has exhausted you mentally and physically. Add to that the ordeal just now, and you must be exhausted now. It would be unfair to fight you at this time."

On the sword-fighting stage, Tang Afu stared at Liu Xunyi expressionlessly and said calmly: "I don't want to bully the weak. If you take the initiative to admit defeat..."

"Everything is determined by fate, and we have no control over it." Liu Xunyi laughed at himself and interrupted, "Brother Tang, I appreciate your kindness. It's strange that the opponents I met today are all 'old acquaintances'."

Tang Afu frowned and advised: "In your current state, you are no match for me."

"I know." Liu Xunyi seemed to be unconcerned about his situation. Suddenly, his expression changed and he asked in a serious tone, "Miss Yun, is she... badly injured?"

"Not serious!" Tang Afu shook his head slightly and said casually, "It's just a few broken ribs."

"hiss!"

Liu Xunyi took a deep breath, his face full of regret and guilt. He subconsciously clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, letting the blood seep out, he was still unaware.

If it weren't for the fact that everyone was watching, he would have wanted to punch himself on the head a few times right away.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Afu noticed Liu Xunyi's strangeness and said thoughtfully, "Fists and feet have no eyes. How can you not get hurt in a duel? You are showing some courtesy by giving up your sword. I believe no one will blame you for bullying a woman. Besides, with your martial arts skills, a powerful kick from you would make a woman, even a strong man would have to stay in bed for ten days or half a month..."

"Stop talking!" Liu Xunyi waved his hand and urged absentmindedly, "Draw your sword!"

Tang Afu was stunned. Seeing Liu Xunyi's worried and angry look, he swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

"bass!"

Tang Afu pushed the sword out of its sheath, and then swung the sword tip, picking up the Wuji sword that was inserted beside him and sending it high into the hand of Liu Xunyi.

"You don't have to fight me with your bare hands." Tang Afu said, "Similarly, I will not show mercy to you."

"So good!"

After saying that, Liu Xunyi pointed his sword directly at Tang Afu. Their eyes met, and an indescribable sense of entanglement emerged in their intertwined gazes.

"Whoosh!"

Without any warning, Tang Afu suddenly moved. In an instant, a flash of cold light cut through the sky. Before anyone could see his figure clearly, the Merciless Sword had already reached Liu Xunyi.

"Keng!"

"laugh……"

"puff!"

Three sounds rang out almost simultaneously, followed by waves of unbelievable exclamations and screams from all directions.

At the first sound, Liu Xunyi swung his sword to block, and in a flash, the blades of the Wuji Sword and the Wuqing Sword collided.

At the second sound, Tang Afu flipped his hand and Liu Xunyi was powerless. He could only watch as the Wuqing Sword brushed against the Wuji Sword and went straight to the dragon, a string of dazzling sparks flashed in his eyes.

With the third strike, the ruthless sword pierced deeply into Liu Xunyi's chest as if it were entering an empty space, instantly tearing his skin and flesh, and splashing blood with cold light.

In a hurry, Tang Afu quickly pressed down his wrist, so that the ruthless sword that was about to penetrate his body just avoided Liu Xunyi's heart and stabbed up diagonally along his shoulder blade.

Finally, the bloody sword blade suddenly appeared from behind Liu Xunyi's shoulder.

For a moment, blood gushed out from the sword wound. The round, bright red blood drops, like a string of beads that had broken off the string, dripped down along the sword blade, dyeing the ground blood red in the blink of an eye.

The shocking scene left the spectators stunned and horrified.

"Liu Xunyi, what are you doing?" Tang Afu looked at Liu Xunyi in shock and said in amazement, "Why don't you hide? You..." As he spoke, Tang Afu wanted to pull the ruthless sword from Liu Xunyi's shoulder.

But Liu Xunyi took the initiative to grasp the sword blade tightly with his hand. Even though his palm was cut and blood was spurting out, he still refused to let go.

"What are you doing?" At this moment, Tang Afu seemed a little annoyed.

“Brother Tang, listen to me!” Liu Xunyi ignored the severe pain and took a step forward towards Tang Afu, pushing the sword a third deeper. He laughed miserably and said, “It’s not that I didn’t dodge, but your sword is too fast. I… can’t dodge.”

"What did you say?"

"I... am not as skilled as the other person, and I accept defeat with a sincere heart." Liu Xunyi's voice trembled violently uncontrollably, but his tone was firm.

Tang Afu scolded: "Liu Xunyi, are you crazy? You could have just…"

Liu Xunyi smiled without saying anything and shook his head silently. He forced a relaxed smile on his pale face and his breathing became more and more rapid.

"You..." "Brother Tang, please tell Miss Yun that I hurt her... unintentionally. For this, I am willing to be... punished!"

Before he finished speaking, Liu Xunyi's eyes suddenly became fierce, and his left hand holding the sword suddenly pressed down. Under Tang Afu's incomprehensible gaze, he forced his sword wound to expand by several inches, and then suddenly pulled the ruthless sword outward, and the hot blood immediately splashed all over Tang Afu's face.

"Liu Xunyi, do you know what you are doing?" Tang Afu said angrily, "I see that Yun Jianping looks similar to Bai Shuang. You risked your life to save Bai Shuang, and you treat Yun Jianping like this today. Could it be that... you are in love with a woman who looks like this?"

Facing Tang Afu's teasing, Liu Xunyi did not explain, but said directly: "Brother Tang, please... take good care of Miss Yun for me, I will go to find her soon."

Having said this, Liu Xunyi put on an earnest look and begged, "Before I find her, don't let anyone take her away...including Yun Zhuiyue..."

"What do you mean?"

"promise me!"

Due to severe injuries and excessive blood loss, Liu Xunyi's eyesight became increasingly blurred, his voice became increasingly weaker, his head felt dizzy, and his legs became weak, and it seemed as if he could not hold on for much longer.

At this moment, Liu Xunyi had to hold on to Tang Afu's robe tightly with his hands to barely hold himself from falling down.

"I……"

"promise me!"

Looking at Liu Xunyi's red eyes and slightly trembling body, Tang Afu was still moved even though he didn't know the reason.

After a moment's hesitation, Tang Afu grabbed Liu Xunyi's arm with his backhand, nodded gently and said, "I can promise you, but you must give me a satisfactory explanation in the future. If I find out that you have ill intentions and other plans, I will never let you off easily!"

"Thank you!" Liu Xunyi smiled with relief, then patted the back of Tang Afu's hand and said with a wry smile, "But you have to help me again. You can't let King Beixian and Ren Wuya get suspicious..."

"understand!"

Before Liu Xunyi finished speaking, Tang Afu suddenly raised his foot and kicked Liu Xunyi in the abdomen, kicking him into the air and throwing him far away from the sword-fighting arena.

"hiss!"

This scene could not help but cause a burst of exclamations.

After kicking Liu Xunyi away, Tang Afu wiped the blood off the sword with his sleeve and said coldly: "The spent force cannot withstand a single blow!"

After falling to the ground, Liu Xunyi did not move and his life or death was unknown.

The most regrettable thing is that at this time, neither Luo Tian nor Ren Wuya sent anyone to help, and seemed to have turned a blind eye to the seriously injured and unconscious Liu Xunyi.

Only Qin Ku rushed forward in a hurry, ignoring the strange looks from the people around him, picked up Liu Xunyi by the waist, and hurriedly sent him down from the top of Mount Huashan.

"Good job, Merciless Swordsman! I have ranked you fourth on the Dragon Elephant Ranking for what you did. You are a disciple of the Merciless Valley. If you get hurt because of me, I will not be able to report to your master. You can go down now. I will take care of the rest myself."

Along with Yun Zhuiyue's weird laughter, he slowly stood up and walked towards the sword-fighting arena.

What was surprising was that with every step Yun Zhuiyue took, a piece of the bluestone on the ground shattered.

At the same time, as he slowly came, an invisible pressure gradually dissipated from the top of Mount Huashan.

It was a sunny day, but suddenly a strong wind blew up.

Wind and clouds gathered together, howling across the sky, transforming into wind wolves and cloud tigers, as if they were going to swallow up the sky and the earth and shake the sky apart.

Seeing this scene, all the spectators were silent, holding their breath, staring at Yun Zhuiyue intently, afraid of missing any of his slightest movements.

Luo Tianjin frowned, and his nervous and solemn gaze suddenly turned to Ren Wuya in the distance.

At this moment, Ren Wuya looked at Liu Xunyi who was "walking away" with a pair of shrewd and deep eyes, as if thinking about something.

He was thinking, hesitating, weighing, and making choices... Was Liu Xunyi's surrender true or false? Was Luo Tianjin's sincerity real or fake? Should he fight Yun Zhuiyue? Or should he just give up?
Everyone is aware of the current situation, but no one dares to urge them.

Xu Qingnian sat in silence in the audience, his eyes watching his nose, his nose watching his mouth, and his mouth watching his heart. He neither urged Ren Wuya nor greeted Yun Zhuiyue.

"Master of the Palace..."

"Life or death depends on this one move!"

Luo Tianjin waved his hand to interrupt Xie Xuan's words. His voice sounded a little hoarse at this time, as if he was extremely nervous.

"Palace Master Ren!"

On the sword-discussing stage, Yun Zhuiyue looked at Ren Wuya from afar, and said with a smile: "You and I have no grudges in the past, and no hatred in the present, so why do we have to fight to the point of mutual destruction? Some people are plotting and want to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, so why do you want to seek the skin of the tiger? It's not worth it to risk your life to make wedding clothes for others!"

Yun Zhuiyue's words were clearly mocking Luo Tianjin, how could the people present not hear it?
"I wonder what Master Ren thinks?"

Yun Zhuiyue's aggressive questioning made the situation even more exciting. Especially the people in the Xianwang Mansion, they clenched their fists, stared at Ren Wuya, and their heartbeats accelerated.

"I think..." Finally, Ren Wuya spoke slowly amidst the constant calls, "Saint Master Yun is right."

"Wow!"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Luo Tianjin's face instantly turned extremely ugly, and the people around him looked at him with more or less a hint of sympathy. Of course, there were also sarcasm and gloating.

Yun Zhuiyue's eyelids twitched, and he asked suspiciously, "Really?"

"Really?" Ren Wuya said with a smile, "Of course I am serious. I have no grudge against Saint Yun, so why should we fight to the point of mutual destruction? However, I am afraid that my one-sided words alone will not be influential and will not help."

"Oh?" Yun Zhuiyue asked with interest, "I wonder what Palace Master Ren thinks?"

"It's very simple!" Ren Wuya replied calmly, "If you want me to stop, all you need to do is for Saint Yun to agree to my unreasonable request."

"Appreciate further details."

A cunning look suddenly flashed across Ren Wuya's eyes, and he said jokingly, "As long as Lord Yun is willing to surrender, we can avoid a situation where both of us suffer losses. I wonder...what does Lord Yun think?"

As he was about to finish his words, an unrivaled and vast aura suddenly burst out from Ren Wuya's body.

In an instant, the sky and the earth twisted, the void stagnated, and a vague Nine Dragon Pagoda suddenly appeared behind Ren Wuya, floating in the broad daylight.

……

(End of this chapter)