Gu Long's World: Starting with the Legend of Chu Liuxiang

Upon seeing that the visitor was Jiang Fengyue, Nangong Ling's face darkened, and he coldly said, "Brother Chu, aren't you going to explain?"

Chu Liuxiang was overjoyed, but feigned surprise and said, "Xiao Jiang, what brings you here? Didn't I repeatedly tell you to stay in Jinan and wait for my news?"

Jiang Fengyue laughed and said, "I was not following Brother Chu. I was just feeling bored in Jinan, so I wandered around the surrounding mountains and rivers. Who would have thought that I would stumble upon this place today?"

Nangong Ling's face was filled with anger, and she gritted her teeth. Tianfeng Shisilang's face was also slightly dark under his sallow disguise. Jiang Fengyue was the biggest variable in their plan!

Jiang Fengyue drew the sword she had borrowed from Yidianhong from her waist. The blade gleamed, capable of cutting a hair in two. Although it couldn't compare to the sword Yidianhong had broken before, it was still a top-quality sword.

Jiang Fengyue shouted sternly, "You Japanese devil, if you don't want to die too soon, draw the sword in front of you!"

Tianfeng Shisilang was enraged by Jiang Fengyue and raised his sleeves to make a move.

Jiang Fengyue shouted, "Brother Chu, hurry up and go over there!"

Upon hearing the sound, Chu Liuxiang leaped into the air.

Tianfeng Shisilang roared, "You idiot! Let's see who dares to cross this road!"

Just as Tianfeng Shisilang was about to stop Chu Liuxiang, he was stopped by Jiang Fengyue's sword.

Jiang Fengyue said coldly, "Your opponent is me."

As he spoke, Chu Liuxiang landed steadily on the stone beam. With a few more flashes, he disappeared from sight. No one in the world could stop Chu Liuxiang at this moment.

Nangong Ling moved as well, but Tianfeng Shisilang did not stop him. However, there was a hand on his shoulder preventing him from getting up; it was Jiang Fengyue.

Jiang Fengyue laughed and said, "My martial arts skills are too poor. I am afraid I am no match for Tianfeng Shisilang by myself. I will need Chief Nangong to stay and help me."

Nangong Ling was furious and said, "Fine! Fine! Fine!"

Despite this, Nangong Ling had already stepped aside and was only coldly watching Jiang Fengyue.

Tianfeng Shisilang's attack had begun; a silver light, like a hook, struck Jiang Fengyue like lightning.

Jiang Fengyue's figure flashed, and the silver light moved with him. Only then did he realize that the silver light was a strange flying ring.

Wherever Jiang Fengyue dodged, the flying ring followed, like a shadow, flashing silver light, dazzling and eye-catching.

Jiang Fengyue stopped dodging and thrust out her sword, accurately hitting the center of the ring. The sword flew out of the ring, and the ring was immediately immobilized.

He flicked the ring back at Tianfeng Shisilang, who caught it with his sleeve, and the ring disappeared.

Jiang Fengyue said, "It's an evil and crooked way."

Tenfeng Shiro said, "I didn't expect you to have some skill, being able to break my 'Death Scroll Technique'."

Jiang Fengyue said, "There's no point in saying more. If you don't draw your sword soon, it will be too late."

As she spoke, Jiang Fengyue drew her sword and thrust it at Tianfeng Shisilang, the sword flashing like lightning.

Although Tenfu Shiro was able to dodge, he was forced to stop using ninjutsu because of the fast, poisonous, and strange swordsmanship.

Tianfeng Shisilang said menacingly, "You really want me to use my sword?"

He then grinned maliciously, "My 'Wind-Facing Slash' is the essence of swordsmanship. It is a sure-kill move. After you've seen it, you can die in peace."

Tenfu Shiro picked up his sword, which was over five feet long and narrow like a sword.

Jiang Fengyue sneered, "Are you talking about this move, 'A Slash Against the Wind'?"

Jiang Fengyue used the "Wind-Facing Slash" technique he had obtained when he first met Wuhua. He raised his sword, leaped up, and slashed down!

Whether a knife can stab Jiang Fengyue is unknown, but if someone says that a sword cannot cut, Jiang Fengyue will definitely refute it, saying that as long as there is a blade, it can cut.

The sword flashed, its chilling light piercing to the bone. Tianfeng Shisilang was terrified by this sword and didn't even raise his sword to block it. He just hurriedly rolled away to dodge. If he had been a step slower, he would have been cleaved in two.

Tenfu Shiro asked in shock, "Where did you learn the 'Wind-Facing One-Slash Slash'?"

Nangong Ling was speechless, because after all these years, he still hadn't mastered this move.

Jiang Fengyue laughed and said, "Of course it was given to me by my son Tianfeng Shisilang as a sign of respect. That's why I'm using this trick to teach my unfilial grandson a lesson today."

Tianfeng Shisilang was furious and said, "Baka! You're asking for death."

Tianfeng Shisilang went berserk, wildly slashing with his sword. The blade moved like a whirlwind, yet he couldn't even touch the hem of Jiang Fengyue's clothes.

Tianfeng Shisilang shouted loudly in Nangong Ling's direction, "What are you still standing there for? We're doomed when Chu Liuxiang comes back."

Nangong Ling no longer held back; two short swords flew out from her sleeve and thrust straight at Jiang Fengyue.

Jiang Fengyue dodged one sword, but another sword came thrusting at her. The two swords kept alternating, which was Nangong Ling's famous Thirteen Strike Technique.

Jiang Fengyue had to deal with Tianfeng Shisilang's knife and dodge Nangong Ling's two short swords. Under these circumstances, he was still able to slowly approach Nangong Ling.

Approaching Nangong Ling, Jiang Fengyue took the scabbard from his waist and used the Dog-Beating Stick Technique to strike Nangong Ling's head heavily. Although the blow was not fatal, it made Nangong Ling both angry and anxious. He tried to retract his short sword to protect himself, but unexpectedly, he was struck several more times on the head, making him dizzy and causing his two short swords to fall to the ground.

Jiang Fengyue said sternly, "Old Master Ren raised you for twenty years, and you, this ingrate, still managed to kill him so cruelly. Today, I will use this Dog-Beating Stick Technique to smash your dog's head."

Nangong Ling exclaimed in surprise, "How could you... how did you know!"

A voice came from the other side of the cliff, saying, "If you don't want others to know about something, it's best not to do it in the first place."

The person who spoke flew swiftly down from the stone beam; it was Chu Liuxiang. When Tianfeng Shisilang saw Chu Liuxiang, he stopped wielding his sword, and his face turned ashen.

Chu Liuxiang added, "If we hadn't done it, we wouldn't be in such a sorry state today."

Nangong Ling asked in a daze, "You know everything? What did that bitch Qiu Lingsu tell you?"

Chu Liuxiang said with a bitter smile, "I know everything now. Madam Ren is not a lowly woman. After telling me everything, she jumped off the cliff. She was so quick to commit suicide that even I couldn't stop her."

Jiang Fengyue sighed, "So today we must give an explanation to the deceased Chief Ren and Madam Ren."

Jiang Fengyue picked up the short sword that had fallen to the ground, handed it to Nangong Ling, and said coldly, "Take your own life."

Nangong Ling looked at Chu Liuxiang and said, "You want me to die too?"

Chu Liuxiang said, "Death is not necessarily the best way for a person to atone for their sins."

Chu Liuxiang pointed at Tianfeng Shisilang and shouted, "If you want to atone for your sins, reveal this person's true identity!"

Nangong Ling looked at Tianfeng Shisilang, her eyes flickering as if she hesitated. After a moment, she gritted her teeth and said, "Aren't you going to come and save me? Do you really want me to die by Jiang Fengyue's sword?"

As expected, Tianfeng Shisilang made a move, thrusting a knife straight at Jiang Fengyue, who drew her sword to prepare to retaliate.

But the knife did not stab Jiang Fengyue.

The knife had pierced Nangong Ling's chest.

Oh, so a knife can also stab, and a person can also be killed by their closest relatives.

Blood slowly trickled from the corner of Nangong Ling's mouth. He looked down and saw a blood flower blooming on his chest. His face was filled with disbelief.

Nangong Ling's breath was already weak. He murmured, "Brother...you..."

Tianfeng Shisilang forcefully pulled out the knife, and when he looked at Nangong Ling, she was already dead.

Chu Liuxiang couldn't believe that the two people in front of him were actually his own brothers.

Jiang Fengyue was also stunned. Nangong Ling could commit suicide, or die by Jiang Fengyue's sword, but this was not the way she should die.

There are always some tragic characters whose tragic endings are known to the audience from the beginning, yet no one can change them. Nangong Ling did not die from the Heavenly Divine Water, but she still died by her elder brother's blade.

Tianfeng Shisilang tried to escape, but Jiang Fengyue and Chu Liuxiang intercepted him from the front and back.

Jiang Fengyue looked at Tianfeng Shisilang with a very indifferent gaze, so indifferent that it was as if she were looking at a dead man.

Chu Liuxiang said coldly, "You stole the 'Heavenly One Divine Water,' you plotted to kill Zhamuhe, and you want to wipe out anyone even remotely connected to your plans. Do you think you can leave here today?"

Tianfeng Shisilang said viciously, "You just wait. If you ruin my big plan, I'll make sure you suffer a terrible death."

After speaking, Tianfeng Shisilang waved his sleeve, and with a "bang," a cloud of purple smoke burst out of the air, just like the move he made by Daming Lake.

Unfortunately, repeating the same trick was useless. Jiang Fengyue continued to activate the White-Clad Divine Ear, and based on the footsteps and breathing of Tianfeng Shisilang, she locked onto his location.

Wherever Tianfeng Shisilang wanted to escape to, Jiang Fengyue would arrive there first.

As the smoke cleared, Tianfeng Shisilang had nowhere to escape. Chu Liuxiang struck out with a palm, and Jiang Fengyue swung his sword and thrust repeatedly.

In a moment of desperation, Tenfu Shiro threw away his sword, clenched his fists, and punched the two men with a powerful force, as if he were about to subdue a dragon or tiger.

Chu Liuxiang exclaimed in surprise, "Shaolin Divine Fist!"

Before the two could react, Tianfeng Shisilang transformed his fist into a finger and flicked it out, striking their pressure points. This Shaolin "Flick of the Finger" technique, once hit, would render at least half of the body immobile.

Taking advantage of the moment when the two were dodging, Tianfeng Shisilang suddenly darted more than ten meters away.

Chu Liuxiang exclaimed, "You are... Wuhua! I should have known!"

Wu Hua snorted coldly, offered no reply, and leaped down the mountain path, never to be caught again.

Jiang Fengyue sighed, "While learning many martial arts techniques is not as useful as mastering one, in crucial moments you can use a variety of martial arts to intimidate people."

Jiang Fengyue originally intended to eliminate Wuhua here, so that she would have one less ally when dealing with Shi Guanyin in the desert. However, she forgot that Wuhua's Shaolin Kung Fu was also formidable.

Chu Liuxiang said with a wry smile, "Who would have thought that although this person is not Tianfeng Shisilang, he is Tianfeng Shisilang's eldest son, and Tianfeng Shisilang's eldest son is actually Wuhua."

Jiang Fengyue said, "Tianfeng Shisilang entrusted his orphan to someone who probably wanted to take over the gates of the number one sect and the number one gang in the world first, and then further corrupt the martial arts world of the Central Plains. The Japanese are so treacherous. His father entered the game with his own death, and his elder brother wanted to break the game with his younger brother's death. In their eyes, kinship and friendship are probably no more than a grain of sand."

Chu Liuxiang sighed, "With Wuhua's identity exposed, he has no chance of ever interfering in the Central Plains martial arts world again. Where can he possibly escape to?"

Jiang Fengyue said, word by word: "Great Desert, Stone Guanyin."