Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 334: A Stunning Sword
"So, you are Li Baifeng?"

The words blew into the house along with the rustling raindrops.

Bangdang————

Everyone in the room suddenly jumped up, holding their weapons tightly at their sides, and the chairs fell to the ground, but they were unaware.

More than a dozen gazes were directed at the green-robed swordsman sitting on the windowsill, and their eyes were as firm as iron or stone.

Even though they acted as if Zhao Wumian was afraid of death, he must be an expert in the martial arts world since he was called by Li Baifeng to participate in this operation.

He came with a knife in hand and spoke in a murderous tone. Needless to say, this person must be an uninvited guest with bad intentions... coming to kill people! ?

There are crowds of people walking on Wangbei Bridge, and the sound of casual chatter is endless. From the perspective inside the building, the bunches of oil-paper umbrellas look like lotus flowers of different colors.

But there was deathly silence inside the building.

Liu Tianzong, the owner of Yunzhong Tower, held the sword at his waist, his face slightly gloomy and a bit strange... Who is this guy? Where did he come from?
But so many of them gathered here and were planning to encircle and suppress Xu Ningchuan. Looking across the East China Sea, they were a force that could not be underestimated. Except for Wu Kui or Tian Ren He Yi, who else would dare to come and die?

Do you think you are Zhao Wumian?
He said in a cold voice: "Who are you, tell me your name?"

As he spoke, Liu Tianzong gently stroked the hilt of the knife at his waist and added,
"But since you have come here, I think you have nothing to fear. You have the imperial henchmen of the Detective Department following you. You are not blinded by the prosperity of Yangzhou and think that we are Yangzhou skinny horses and have taken the wrong road, right?"

As the words fell, several bursts of laughter rang out around him.

If they were to get together, they would be afraid of the martial arts champion, but how many martial arts champions are there in the martial arts world? Many people would spend their entire lives in the martial arts world and never see one.

Judging from his appearance, this person also wants to take Li Baifeng's head to be a hero?
You don't know your place. If you want to be a hero, at least look at the number of people and the gap in strength.

Zhao Wumian glanced at everyone present. Being called by Li Baifeng meant that they were all birds of a feather. It might be arbitrary to say that their death was not a pity, but if they were all arrested and taken to the Detective Department for a thorough investigation, they would definitely be suspected of murder, robbery, rape, kidnapping, etc.

Thinking of this, Zhao Wumian didn't want to let them go, so he didn't reveal his identity. He just slid down from the window sill and took a step forward silently.

The atmosphere suddenly froze, the laughter disappeared, and there was only a solemn atmosphere.

Rub, rub, rub——————

Someone couldn't help but slowly drew his sword, and the clear blade rubbed against the scabbard, making a fine sound.

As an assassin, Ying's professional ethics made him just hold the hilt of the sword at his waist tightly and step back a few steps without making a sound.

If this person is Xu Ningchuan, then find an opportunity to attack from a tricky angle. If not... then retreat. He is not the target of the mission, so there is no need to take any more risks.

The person Li Baifeng who was pointed out by Zhao Wumian had an extremely ugly expression on his face. These days, whenever he saw someone who claimed to be a knight in the martial arts world, he would say the same thing. He was almost having a nervous breakdown because of this sentence.

It would be fine if they were very powerful, but some of the weaker ones tried to learn to be chivalrous and righteous. Li Baifeng had been killing people without mercy during this period.

With their strength, they naturally cannot see Zhao Wumian’s true level.

Li Baifeng looked him up and down and knew that he was not Xu Ningchuan, but his identity had been revealed and he couldn't let him go, so he nodded slightly.

"It's me. I've seen a lot of people like you these days. If you want my head, then take it with a knife..."

Choke————

A silver dragon suddenly appeared in the house, and the lights were suddenly blown out by the strong wind from the blade. The house was dark for a moment, and then the blade light suddenly appeared like a silver moon, dazzling everyone's eyes, and in an instant it swept past Li Baifeng's neck.

The pedestrians on the street under the pavilion suddenly heard the sharp sound of swords being drawn, which frightened everyone so much that their scalps went numb. They all raised their heads to look at the pavilion on the street, and moved the oil-paper umbrellas in their hands slightly to the side to prevent them from blocking their view, but they hit the umbrellas of other people instead.

For a moment, the street was suddenly silent, with only the clattering sound of umbrellas colliding.

Plop————

There was a dull thud of something heavy falling to the ground in the house, and Li Baifeng's head rolled several times on the ground. The knife was too fast, and he had not yet lost consciousness, with horror in his eyes.

As his vision spun around, he could only see the dark cloak behind the green-clothed swordsman and the clear sword he held in his backhand with his arm bent and ready to strike horizontally.

The knife was so fast, so fast that one could not see it clearly, could not imagine it, and did not even feel the pain.

He could only hear Zhao Wumian's last words before he completely lost consciousness.

"Then I'll come get it."

After the words were spoken, there was no more conversation in the room.

Zhao Wumian raised his hand and swung it lightly, and the blood on the blade left a diagonal bloodstain on the floor.

Glancing sideways, I found their expressions quite funny.

He suddenly recalled what happened in Xiao Xitian. At that time, he helped Guan Yunshu to beat up someone, and the fight with that group of martial arts celebrities was quite intense. Now, more than half a year has passed, and when he did something similar again, he was obviously much more relaxed.

Liu Tianzong was stunned. He had a dagger across his face, a single sword, a bamboo hat, a green shirt, was young, and had martial arts skills as powerful as a god... Could this really be Weiming Hou Zhao Wumian? ?

But the blood has already been shed, and it is wishful thinking to think of reconciling the situation. The only thing we can do is to fight for a chance of survival.

"put!"

He suddenly uttered a word in a hurry.

Boom——————

Before he could finish his words, the floor beneath his feet suddenly bulged outwards, and a faint flame could be seen from the gap. In the blink of an eye, the flames squeezed out of the gap and overturned the floor. The red flames and tremendous impact force were like a dragon python coming out of the world, suddenly soaring into the sky!
This gunpowder was originally prepared for Xu Ningchuan. Now that it is no longer needed, I'm afraid it will all be lost here!

Accompanied by the flames, the dozen people present were well prepared. The moment Liu Tianzong opened his mouth, they turned into black shadows like locusts, smashed the wooden walls of the house, and fled in all directions.

However, the strong impact of the gunpowder still caused some of those who were slow to react to groan, and were blown away on the spot, sliding in an arc in the rain.

They would either crash into houses and smash tables, chairs and furniture, or fall to the ground and slide forward several feet before hitting the stone wall on the street. Some were even worse, falling directly into the river and not coming up for a long time.

It can be seen that the amount of gunpowder used was sufficient and its lethality was great.

"ah----"

Flames shot up from the building into the sky, and before the powerful impact could spread outward, the people around them screamed instinctively.

This place is Wangbei Bridge, one of the most prosperous areas in Yangzhou. If the gunpowder were to explode here suddenly, even without mentioning the impact force, the scattered rubble of the buildings alone would turn into deadly weapons.

This explosion alone was more than enough to cause hundreds of casualties.

In fact, Liu Tianzong, Li Baifeng and others chose this place as the ambush point in order to create panic after detonating the gunpowder and disrupt the situation as much as possible to facilitate their escape afterwards.

Qi He and Luo Xiang Zhu were not far away from each other. Seeing the fire, Qi He reacted very quickly and pulled Luo Xiang Zhu off the horse, protecting him in front of him and hiding behind the horse.

Qi He is narrow-minded and vindictive, but she is loyal beyond doubt. Zhao Wumian is now the son-in-law of Canghua Tower, so she will naturally carry out his instructions wholeheartedly.

Zhaoye Jade Lion was also frightened out of his wits by the sudden loud noise. As a foal, he almost ran away instinctively, but when he remembered that his master was still in the pavilion, he stopped where he was.

Horses have low IQs and cannot understand many things, but for a horse, dying together with its owner is probably the most regrettable thing in its life.

Liu Tianzong had the highest martial arts skills and the fastest speed, so he rushed out of the pavilion first and was not hurt by the gunpowder at all.

He was in mid-air and didn't even wait for the ground to land. He turned his head and looked behind him, thinking that if all the gunpowder fell down, even Wu Kui would be injured at least.
But immediately afterwards, there was only horror in his eyes.

A figure shot up into the sky from the flames, with sparks on the lapels and cloak, like a tail of flame.

Zhao Wumian's face was extremely cold. He had been so busy looking for Mo Jingxue that he didn't notice that there was gunpowder hidden under the pavilion. But he didn't expect that this group of people didn't care about the passers-by around them and detonated it directly in the street.

Terrorists! Originally, he had thought of killing only Li Baifeng, knocking out the others and taking them to the Detective Department... But now it seemed that none of them would survive!
Zhao Wumian's anger, aroused by Mo Jingxue, became even worse. He gripped the hilt of the knife tightly and pulled it back violently as if gathering strength. After taking a deep breath, he let out a loud shout.

"drink!"

Zhao Wumian used such great force that it seemed as if he wanted to smash the knife in his hand downwards. The sleeves of his blue shirt at his forearms tore apart, revealing his muscular forearms.

Wherever the blade passed, a groove-like hole suddenly appeared in the rain curtain!
Phew—bang!

The sound of the blade cutting through the air was extremely harsh, and then there was a sudden explosion. The sound of the knife was deafening, even drowning out the roar of the gunpowder explosion.

Qi He held Luo Xiangzhu in his arms, and raised his head from behind the horse, his expression suddenly changing. "The Great Void Mysterious Abyss Technique!"

Zhao Wumian's martial arts skills can be described as "excellent", most of which he learned from his wife.

Ever since he and Shen Xiangge got married, he had learned all the secrets of the Huanzhen Pavilion, and this technique was naturally no exception.

At this moment, this thing that looked like a sword energy was essentially Zhao Wumian's internal energy.

But although Qi He recognized this martial art, he could not believe what he saw next.

The majestic energy surged downward from the horizontal sword, and the hollow groove that appeared in the rain curtain suddenly pressed down on the fire in the pavilion at a speed visible to everyone's naked eyes.

In just a blink of an eye, the flames and the ruins of the building that were supposed to be shooting outwards turned into dust as if they had never appeared. Even the impact force of the gunpowder explosion was crushed by this powerful energy.

Then, after crushing all the remaining power of the gunpowder like a black hole, this energy force continued to fall on the foundation of the pavilion. With a loud bang, the floor tiles exploded, and then the rubble was crushed into powder, and a bowl-shaped groove immediately appeared on the ground!
Strong winds blew in all directions, and the oil-paper umbrellas of the people around suddenly pulled back and exploded, and then a large number of people fell down, screaming in agony.

The combination of this energy and the residual power of gunpowder was definitely not as lethal as the flames. Although many people were injured, they were obviously not disabled or even killed.

Luo Xiangzhu, who was hiding behind the horse, also looked up, her almond-shaped eyes widened and her red lips slightly parted... With one cut of the knife, a whole building was gone... Zhao Wumian was so powerful.

It sounds long, but since Zhao Wumian's knife can suppress the gunpowder, it will naturally spread outward faster than the impact of the gunpowder.

Smoke and dust rose up at the original location of the pavilion. Zhao Wumian chopped down with a knife, and fell into the smoke and dust due to gravity.

The skin on his forearms was cracked and bleeding, and the blade was shaking slightly.

If the Wuhen Sword was not a magical weapon in the martial arts world, the blade would have exploded like a barrel just by this blow.

Just when Zhao Wumian was in mid-air and his vision was blocked by the smoke and dust, he suddenly heard a sharp scream in his ears!

call out----

A long knife suddenly shattered the smoke and dust, seized this opportunity, and chopped at Zhao Wumian's boots at an extremely tricky angle.

The knife created a triangular hole in the smoke and dust, revealing Liu Tianzong's face which looked horrified yet fierce.

A master who can make a name for himself in the martial arts world is never afraid of death. Now, although Zhao Wumian's sword strike seems to have consumed a lot of energy, the martial arts master's lightness skills are so superb that even if he runs away now, he will be caught up in a few breaths.

The only way to survive is to seize the opportunity, cut Zhao Wumian's tendons and then run away.

There were many people who had the same idea as Liu Tianzong. All the masters present who were not affected by the gunpowder and could still move rushed towards Zhao Wumian almost at the same time, but their speed was not as fast as Liu Tianzong, lagging behind by half a point.

They are all experts. Even without words, they know the best solution at the moment just by looking at the current situation.

Liu Tianzong's sword is basically the best that any expert below the martial arts champion can perform. Even Zhao Wumian couldn't help but secretly praise it as "a good sword" in his heart.

It’s a pity that he can defeat Wu Kui with the level of a grandmaster... This is a feat that even Zhao Wumian couldn’t do.

No matter how good the swordsmanship is, in Zhao Wumian's eyes, the speed of the sword is extremely slow.

Being in the air with nowhere to gain leverage, Zhao Wumian tapped the almost invisible blade with his toes for an instant, and his body soared several inches into the air.

The blade lightly brushed past the sole of his boot and missed. Liu Tianzong's heart skipped a beat and he thought something was wrong.

Zhao Wumian flew into the air for a moment, then twisted his waist and abdomen violently, turned around and kicked Liu Tianzong in the face with a whip-like kick.

call out--

A black shadow suddenly shot out from the smoke and dust, and the people walking on the street felt that the wind and rain in the sky seemed to be stirred up. The black shadow hit the wide river channel and suddenly rushed out a dent over ten feet long. Countless cruise ships were swayed by the waves and were almost blown away.

After a whip kick, the people who were a few points behind Liu Tianzong thought that his old strength had just gone and his new strength had not yet been generated. However, they never expected that as soon as Liu Tianzong was knocked away, a powerful energy suddenly vibrated outward from the arc of the whip kick.

"Taixu Xuanyuan Jue" allows you to release internal energy using a knife, palm, or fist, and you can naturally use your legs as well.

How could they resist the inner energy of the contemporary martial arts champion?
In just a blink of an eye, the smoke and dust in the air were suddenly blown away, and then several figures flew backwards at a faster speed than when they came, and fell to the ground, their life or death unknown.

But a moment later, a figure suddenly rushed out.

Wipe————

A sharp sword sound suddenly rang out, heading straight for the leg that Zhao Wumian had just used as a whip kick.

At this moment, Zhao Wumian was in the period when his old strength had just gone and his new strength had not yet been generated. This sword not only captured this point, but also calculated the position of Zhao Wumian's whip kick accurately. It was impeccable in every aspect.

Even Zhao Wumian couldn't do it. The only drawback was that Yin Ying wasn't yet a martial arts champion, so his sword wasn't fast enough...

This sword was several times more cunning than Liu Tianzong's. As Wuchang City's top assassin, Ying's ability to seize opportunities was so high that even Zhao Wumian secretly admired him.

At the beginning, Lan only wanted to fight Zhao Wumian head-on and did not launch a sneak attack. Therefore, Zhao Wumian got to see how cunning these assassins were today.

An ordinary warrior, even one who has achieved unity of nature and man, would suffer from this sword. However, Zhao Wumian is not only the best warrior, but also the best among the best warriors.

Therefore, no matter how hard the warriors below tried or how powerful they were, they could not really hurt him.

Zhao Wumian flipped his wrist, used the Controlling Crane and Capturing Dragon Technique to suck out a copper coin from his arms, and flicked his fingertips suddenly.

Sau————

The copper plate pierced through the rain curtain and hit the side of the sword.

Using a hidden weapon like a copper coin to block a long sword would make people laugh if they told others about it. The reason why hidden weapons are called hidden weapons is that they are secretive.

But different hidden weapons, when used by different people, will naturally have different effects.

clang!
Dazzling sparks suddenly rang out from the sword, and the copper plate exploded into powder the moment it touched the sword. However, the force transmitted still forced the sword to change direction.

Ying's pupils shrank, and the next moment everything went dark before his eyes.

Boom!

The water splash that was lifted up by Liu Tianzong had not yet fallen when it was smashed on the spot by Ying's figure, and then nailed into the river, creating a groove on the water surface.

Crash---

The water splashed up into the air, almost covering all the buildings on the street, and then crashed down violently. The surface of the river was surging, and there was no trace of people. Only blood could be seen floating on the water and then spreading outwards.

Zhao Wumian put his boots on the ground at this moment, standing beside the bowl-shaped pit where the pavilion was originally. He sheathed his sword neatly. The rain fell on his body, turned into raindrops along the scabbard, and hit the ground.

He glanced sideways around.

The crowd was silent, with eyes full of astonishment.

The few people he blew away created a big hole in the ground, blood oozing out of their mouths. They wanted to get up but had no strength at all. They could only look at Zhao Wumian sideways with a gloomy expression.

The few people who had not yet had time to take action saw Zhao Wumian coming towards them, holding their swords and weapons, and they could neither fight nor flee. They suddenly dropped their weapons, knelt on the ground with their heads bowed, their legs trembling.

On the surface of the river, Liu Tianzong and Ying's figures slowly emerged, blood oozing out of their mouths and noses, but they had already fainted.

As for Li Baifeng...he would have been shattered to pieces by the gunpowder long ago.

Patrolling constables and soldiers in the city heard the noise and rushed over. They were so shocked by the scene that they were speechless.

Zhao Wumian lifted his hat with his fingertips, revealing his face. With his other hand, he took out the token of Marquis Weiming from his bosom and said calmly:
"I am the Marquis of Weiming, and I have come to Donghai to handle official business... Li Baifeng has killed hundreds of people without mercy, and now there is no trace of his body, but his accomplices, the dead have been collected, and the living have been taken to Jin to fill the line...

As for the injured pedestrians, take them to the pharmacy in Canghua Building. There are new drugs there that can numb the pain and make them feel better. Someone will come to compensate them later."

After the words fell, there was still deathly silence on both sides of the street, and no one spoke.

Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly, pushed down his hat, and came to Luo Xiangzhu and Qihe.

He touched Luo Xiangzhu's little head to indicate that he was fine, patted the horse's neck, and led the horse away, disappearing in the wind and rain.

(End of this chapter)