Chapter 605: The Wild Geese Are Gone
November 17, late at night.

A mysterious man sneaked into Prince Xian's mansion at night and was noticed by Luo Tianjin, who immediately sent out masters from the mansion to hunt him down.

Yan Bugui, who had been unable to find a chance to leave Prince Xian's Mansion, took the opportunity to sneak out of the mansion. While everyone was in chaos, he left the crowd unnoticed and rushed to Danfeng Garden in the north of the city alone.

It was late at night and the city of Luoyang was deserted.

In order to avoid being discovered, the geese would not take the main road, but would instead choose to travel along the side streets and alleys, passing through the alleys, and dashing through the darkness like a ghost.

"Whoosh!"

When Yan Bugui arrived at the north of the city after twists and turns and was about to fly out of a bottomless dark alley, an almost inaudible sound suddenly sounded from behind him.

Yan Bugui's ears moved suddenly, and his hair stood on end in an instant. Out of the instinct of a martial artist, he flew and stuck to the wall. His movements were done in one go, like flowing clouds and water, without the slightest hesitation.

"Ding!"

Just as Yan Bugui leaped up, a silver light suddenly flashed where he was originally standing, and with a crisp sound, a silver nail penetrated deeply into the ground, shattering the moss-covered bricks.

"hiss……"

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Before the frightened Yan Bugui could recover from her shock, a series of noises were heard in the air again. She was prepared and quickly kicked her feet and flew towards the opposite wall. She tapped her feet lightly and kept moving, running over the eaves and walls, and quickly flew out of the alley.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Behind him, a series of silver nails followed and were nailed into the walls on both sides of the alley in the blink of an eye.

If Yan Bugui had not dodged in time, she would have been shot into a sieve.

As he landed on the ground, he did a somersault and rolled forward, then leaped up with his sword unsheathed in mid-air. Yan Bugui stood in the middle of a wide street, looking around cautiously.

The moonlight was pouring down, the streets were frosty, empty and dead silent.

"Who is that?" Yan Bugui shouted coldly, "How can you be called a hero if you hide your head and show your tail?"

"call!"

Before he finished his words, a gust of wind suddenly sounded from behind Yan Bugui, which lifted his spirits, and he swung his sword backwards without hesitation.

However, although Yan Bugui reacted quickly, he was still a step too late. The sharp sword passed by a black shadow but failed to hurt the man at all.

Yan Bugui wanted to take a closer look, but suddenly he felt a chill on his side. He subconsciously reached out to touch it, but unexpectedly, his five fingers felt a warm and smooth feeling.

Then, a pain spread throughout his body, causing Yan Bugui to take a deep breath. He hurriedly lowered his head to look, only to see that his left rib had been cut by a sharp knife, leaving a bloody wound about half a foot long.

At this moment, bright red blood had soaked through her robe and was oozing out.

Yan Bugui covered the wound with his left hand, but he was not concerned about his injury. Instead, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes like a sword, shooting straight at the man in black who had his back to him not far away.

"Who are you?" Yan Bugui raised the sword in his right hand, turned it half a circle without leaving a trace, and asked carefully, "Could it be you who just sneaked into the Xianwang Mansion at night?"

"People who want to find me can't find me. People who don't want to find me, just happen to meet me." The black-clothed man's voice was cold and emotionless, but every word was clear and powerful. "They all chased south, why did you go north alone?"

"Who are you anyway?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is why you are here." The man in black turned slowly, revealing a stern face with regular features and sharp angles. "You are going in the opposite direction and your behavior is strange. You have aroused my curiosity."

"What do you mean?" Yan Bugui identified him again and again, and was sure that he did not know this person, so he frowned and asked suspiciously, "Could it be that you have been following me?"

"I never follow people, I only kill people." The man in black said coldly, "My intuition tells me that you must be hiding a secret."

"Really?" Seeing the black-clothed man's bad tone, Yan Bugui gave up the idea of ​​arguing with him and sneered, "If that's the case, what can you do about it?"

"The former 'Thousand Miles Solitary Sword', now the famous Fourth Master Yan in the Xianwang Mansion, is indeed unruly and arrogant."

"who are you?"

"you guess!"

As he was speaking, the man in black pulled out a short sword in his right hand. The sword was about one and a half feet long and two fingers wide. It gleamed coldly in the moonlight and must have been extremely sharp.

"You are courting death by playing tricks on me!"

With a cold shout, Yan Bugui took the lead in attacking. A silver light flashed in the night sky, and a sharp sword whistled out. Before the sword arrived, the sword energy came first, blowing the black-clothed man's hair up and down.

Yan Bugui wanted to strike first, but unexpectedly the man in black did not want to confront him head-on, but flew towards the alley on the left side of the street.

"Where to go?"

Yan Bugui was already furious at the man's teasing, so how could he let it go? Without thinking, he chased after him, brandishing his sword at the same time.

Instantly, sword energy overlapped and flew out like a meteor chasing the moon, clanging and slashing at the walls on both sides of the alley, leaving behind terrifying sword marks several inches deep, as well as sand and gravel falling down from the base of the wall. "Swoosh!"

The alley was narrow, but the houses on both sides were very tall, so that the moonlight could hardly penetrate.

Therefore, as soon as Yan Bugui entered the alley, he suddenly felt darkness in front of his eyes, and an ominous premonition quickly rose in his heart.

"not good!"

Knowing that she had fallen into a trap, Yan Bugui stopped walking instantly, her eyes narrowed slightly, as if she was quickly adapting to the dimness of the alley. At the same time, her feet slowly moved backwards, trying to exit the alley without leaving a trace.

"call!"

However, before Yan Bugui could retreat, a cold and evil wind suddenly blew towards them.

Yan Bugui was shocked and quickly waved her sword to block. Suddenly, she saw a figure looming in the darkness and approaching her in the blink of an eye. Before she could draw her sword, the figure suddenly soared into the sky and jumped over Yan Bugui's head in the blink of an eye.

Everything happened so fast that Yan Bugui had no time to think. He could only look up subconsciously, and saw a silver light falling from the sky like lightning.

Immediately afterwards, a biting chill quickly surged into Yan Bugui's mind, causing his eyes to widen and his mind to go blank.

"what……"

With a scream of regret, half of Yan Bugui's cheek, including the eyeball of his left eye, was cut off by the man in black with a sword.

In an instant, blood spurted out and sprayed everywhere.

"Within ten steps, no one in the world can escape my killing move." The voice of the man in black sounded from behind Yan Bugui. His tone was still as calm as water and as cold as ice. "Now, you should know who I am!"

"One kill every ten steps, you... you are the guardian of Longxiang Mountain, Wuming."

Wuming is one of the four guardians of Longxiang Mountain. His martial arts are quite peculiar. He is not good at close combat, long-range attack, fists and feet, guns and sticks. He only relies on one move to survive in the martial arts world, which is the "One Blood in Ten Steps" he created. He claims that within ten steps, his move will make blood appear, and no one can dodge.

Of course, the premise is that the opponent is caught off guard.

In short, Wuming is best at sneak attacks and assassinations, and therefore is notorious and criticized in the underworld.

Yan Bugui covered her bloody face tightly with her hands. The heart-wrenching pain almost made her faint, but she knew in her heart that if she gave up, she would surely die tonight.

Therefore, even though half of her cheek was cut off and one of her eyes was blind, she still gritted her teeth and persisted, not allowing herself to fall into chaos.

"Do you regret it?" Wuming said faintly, "If I fight you head-on, I will be ashamed of myself. But if I seize the opportunity, you will have no chance to dodge."

"You are a sinister villain who only knows how to steal and sneak around." Yan Bugui cursed with a trembling voice, "Don't think that just because I'm injured you have a chance to succeed. Now that I know your tricks, I won't give you another chance to attack me."

"Now your opponent is me, not him! Hehe..."

Suddenly, a sinister laugh as loud as a bell rang out from deep in the alley.

Immediately afterwards, a burly man with a fleshy face, dark skin and a copper hammer in his hand walked leisurely towards Yan Bugui.

"You are... 'The Evil Tiger of Nanshan' Shao Yuanqing?"

Although Yan Bugui had never seen Shao Yuanqing, since she had recognized Wuming, she could naturally guess his identity based on the man's figure, appearance, and behavior.

Yes, the man who came was another guardian of Longxiang Mountain, who was known for his bravery and ferocity, and was known for his ability to fight against thousands of men. It was said that he had the courage and spirit to pull teeth from a tiger's mouth and pull the whiskers in front of a dragon. People in the world called him Shao Yuanqing, the 'Evil Tiger of Nanshan'.

"No matter how powerful a woman is, she is still a woman. How fierce can she be?" Shao Yuanqing looked at Yan Bugui with a playful look in his eyes, and said with contempt, "I have always looked down on women like you. It's okay for you to hold an embroidery needle, but holding a sword is simply asking for humiliation. I think Luo Tianjin has really run out of talent and has no one to use. How can he let a woman be the 'Fourth Master'? Bah! She is just a sham."

"This is Luoyang City, you can't act recklessly!" Yan Bugui was dizzy and his spirit was weakening uncontrollably due to excessive blood loss. "If the leader of the martial arts world knew that you were up to no good..."

"Don't use Luo Tianjin to scare me. Sooner or later, I will kill him in the Xianwang Mansion and use that pretty boy Luo Tianjin as a sacrifice to my thousand-jin bronze hammer!" Shao Yuanqing stuck out his scarlet tongue, licked his cracked lips, and threatened, "If you want to live, throw down your sword and surrender. Otherwise, I will smash you to pieces without a trace of flesh and blood."

At this moment, Yan Bugui is imprisoned with Shao Yuanqing in front of him and Wuming behind him, and is caught in a dilemma.

In addition, his injuries were becoming more and more serious. He knew that there was no hope of escape, so he simply summoned up the last bit of his strength and decided to fight them to the death.

"Scum will always be scum. I thought that the Palace Master would pull Longxiang Mountain back to the right path in the martial arts world, and that you would be able to turn over a new leaf. Today, it seems that this is simply wishful thinking." Yan Bugui slowly loosened his left hand that was covering his cheek, revealing his shocking flesh and blood, and sneered, "You'd better kill me tonight, otherwise I will report to the Palace Master and raze Longxiang Mountain to the ground!"

"What a sharp-tongued Yan Bugui!" Shao Yuanqing was furious and shouted, "I want to see which one is harder, your mouth or my hammer!"

After saying that, Shao Yuanqing took big steps, wielding the copper hammer like a tiger descending from the mountain, and rushed straight towards the dying Yan Bugui.

At the same time, Wuming flew up from behind Yan Bugui and stabbed her back with the dagger in his hand mercilessly.

However, before the two men could get close to him, Yan Bugui was so seriously injured and furious that he just mobilized his internal energy from his Dantian Qi Sea, but suddenly his eyes went dark, his legs went weak, and he fell to the ground with a thump, and there was no movement since.

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(End of this chapter)