Chapter 1847 - 676: Blade Sovereign (Part 3)

"No... to be precise, you can’t hold it either.

"When the experts from Jinglong Hall arrive, your entire family will have to die.

"You too will have to die, and you’ll even have to watch helplessly as they take away your wife and daughter.

"This is reality!

"This is the Jianghu under the poison of Jinglong Hall!!

"We have no choice but to swallow our anger and only then will we have a chance to avenge this deep hatred!!"

"Alright."

The person nodded:

"Let me ask you, now that Alliance Leader Su is on Imperial Court Mountain, establishing the Jianghu Alliance.

"He has captured Zhuge Qianqiu and Zhuge Yutang.

"Recently, he has set out, heading towards Jinglong Hall.

"You Cangyu’s Three Heroes, share glory and loss alike.

"Zeng Guangzheng lost face, you and your third brother should feel the same.

"Now this huge opportunity is right in front of you, why don’t you join the Jianghu Alliance?

"To fight against Jinglong Hall together.

"Instead, you ran to this Liu Jing Mountain?

"Alliance Leader Su said, the Seven Points Pond on Liu Jing Mountain is suspected to be a hideout of the Jinglong Association.

"You don’t dare to defy Jinglong Hall, yet you came here today, which truly makes it hard to believe that your intention is to find this Jinglong Association and battle them to death...

"It rather makes people think, if you do find this Jinglong Association.

"You would instead bow your heads and become the next Jinglong Hall!!"

As these words were spoken, everyone present, except for a delicate young lady at a table in the corner who was still eating meat, showed changes in their expressions.

Now in the Jianghu, the rumors mainly split into two factions.

One faction recognizes the Jianghu Alliance, believing that the Jinglong Association has enormous ambitions, oppressing the entire Xizhou martial world.

Under the overturned nest, no egg can be intact.

If you don’t rise to resist, you will eventually be annihilated by the Jinglong Association.

This view has gained a lot of agreement.

After all, in the Weiyang Palace, Sikong Hua Ji’s intention to slaughter so many Jianghu people is a matter set in stone.

And judging from their accounts, such things have happened more than once.

The Xizhou martial world has been reshaped a few times under their ’pruning’.

Each time meant a lot of bloodshed.

However, under this view, there’s another group who believes that Su Mo is deliberately smearing the Jinglong Association.

Under the Eight Sects and Nine Peaks, Xizhou martial world has been peaceful for many years.

The current event in the Weiyang Palace, whether or not to mention it.

Even if the Jinglong Association emerges in the Jianghu, it might not be as Su Mo says, opening such a massacre.

Some even envy Jinglong Hall.

Dogs can be superior, why be human?

Therefore, when Su Mo released these suspected hideouts, people from all roads began searching.

Some were to help Su Mo determine the truth.

Wiping out some impossibilities.

But some actually have other thoughts in mind.

If they found the Jinglong Association and became its gatekeeping dogs, wouldn’t they also have a share in wielding power in the Jianghu in the future?

This idea is not tolerated in the Jianghu, even strikes as whimsical, but some are willing to dream such a dream.

Even at the risk of their lives.

Believing that as long as they show sincerity, who wouldn’t be used?

Thus, when this black-clothed man suggested Cangyu’s Three Heroes had ulterior motives, it aroused agitation among all in the tavern.

Li Weiran’s face darkened for a moment:

"What did you say?"

"Why, can’t understand human language? Have you been studying how dogs bark lately?"

The black-clothed man laughed heartily.

Li Weiran could no longer bear it, slammed the table with his hand, and with a clang, the longsword unsheathed, aiming straight for the black-clothed man.

The black-clothed man smiled, snapped his fingers, and with a ding, the longsword immediately reversed direction.

Just then, Li Weiran stepped forward, grabbed the longsword effortlessly in hand, with the blade’s edge trembling, forming several sword flowers, each aimed at the black-clothed man’s vital points on the chest.

This black-clothed man was truly extraordinary.

Amidst the split of both hands, although Li Weiran’s swordsmanship was superb, he couldn’t harm this man in the slightest.

Plus, this man often seemed to jest while chatting.

It’s clear his martial arts far surpassed Li Weiran’s, after several moves, Li Weiran was hit on the shoulder with a palm, retreating two or three steps before gritting his teeth and saying:

"Get him together, capture this scoundrel."

While speaking, his gaze swept around.

Capture was just a palatable phrase, not wanting to be labeled as bloodthirsty.

But actually, this gaze was informing his two brothers, to strike without mercy, if they could kill him, better not let him babble again.

Cangyu’s Three Heroes each had their methods, the eldest, Li Weiran, excelled in superb swordsmanship.

The second, known as the Black-faced Iron Pen, wielded a pair of Judge’s Pens.

His techniques in tapping acupoints and attacking them could be called exquisite.

The third possessed a body hardened by cross training to copper skin and iron bones.

When these two took action, the black-clothed man was no longer as relaxed as before, after a few moves, his chest suddenly exposed a wide-open flaw.

Li Weiran’s eyes flashed, the sword tip poised to take his heart meridian.

Then he could say it was blind luck, who could blame him?

Unexpectedly, at the thrust, the black-clothed man’s lips curled into a smile.

The smile was odd, as if long awaited.

Li Weiran’s heart skipped a beat, muttering a bad omen.

But it was too late now.

As the thought formed, a snap sounded, the longsword in his hand was snapped by the black-clothed man’s two fingers.

Immediately, a finger thrust aimed straight for Li Weiran’s brow.

This finger, if it hit, Li Weiran would surely die.

Just then, a sigh could be heard.

Within the tavern, a thunder rose abruptly.

The Vigorous Wind swept in all directions.

Someone in the corner lightly waved a sleeve, isolating this gust of Vigorous Wind outside.

When the gust of Vigorous Wind subsided.

The two fingers that should have pointed at Li Weiran’s brow, were instead pressed onto a delicate scabbard.

The sword hummed, buzzing resonantly.

Ning Xiyin sighed:

"Taking a hand short, eating with a mouth short.

"Today, I must save this man’s life, I ask for your understanding, brother."

Displeased with Li Weiran’s conduct, yet having been invited to drink beforehand, having promised to save his life thereafter.

Now seeing him on the brink of death, he couldn’t go back on his word.

Thinking still, perhaps later create another opportunity for this black-clothed man to kill Li Weiran.

At the thought of this, unexpectedly seeing that the black-clothed man’s smile hadn’t faded, just gently nodded:

"No hindrance, rightly so..."

These eight words had barely entered his ears when Ning Xiyin’s heart tightened, turning sharply, he heard a grunt.

A dagger had already pierced his lower back.

Turning back, after striking successfully, Li Weiran swiftly retreated.

The other three stepped aside, leaving only Ning Xiyin standing there, face full of bewilderment:

"You... you..."