Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 170 The Passionate Swordsman Ruthless Sword

It's a big room with small windows and doors, which looks weird.

There are two beds in the corner of the room, clean, simple and nothing else.

Other than that, there was only one wooden table left, which was full of various account books and files.

A person was standing in front of the table flipping through various files, making sketches on the files from time to time.

He was standing, and there was no stool in the room.

Because he knows that as soon as a person sits down, he will relax, and when he relaxes, there will be flaws, and he will never relax, and there will never be any flaws.

Beside him, there was another person standing. This person's waist was straighter, like a spear.

He just stood like that, motionless, as if he had been standing like this since ancient times.

He is very much like the old A Fei, just as cold and lonely, and even the way he stabs the sword is similar to A Fei.

It's just that Ah Fei put the sword in the middle of his belt, with the hilt facing the right, but this man had the hilt facing the left.

With the hilt facing left, this man is using a left-handed sword.

Anyone with some experience in the Jianghu understands that the swordsmanship of a left-handed sword is bound to be opposite to that of others, and the moves are more pungent and secretive, making it difficult to parry.

These two people are naturally Jing Wuming and Shangguan Jinhong, a combination like them, apart from Luo Changfeng and A Fei, there may be no second pair in the world.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a knock on the door, very lightly.

Shangguan Jin Hong didn't stop his hand, nor did he raise his head.

Jing Wuming said coldly, "Who is it?"

"Yes...it's a subordinate." Jing Wuming heard that the voice of the person outside was a little trembling.

Shangguan Jinhong finally stopped what he was doing and said, "What's the matter?"

"Return...report to the guild master, those who went to Feijian Villa...the whole army was wiped out."

Shangguan Jinhong's face trembled slightly, but his expression didn't change much, even his tone of voice didn't change at all, "What's going on?"

Among the crowd, Shangguan Jinhong heard his description of Luo Changfeng. The man was trembling all over the body, but fortunately, he spoke clearly.

"When we were about eighty feet away from Feijian Villa, we were stopped by someone. The one who blocked the way was Luo Changfeng, the second owner of Feijian Villa."

"He didn't say a word, and he didn't wait for his subordinates to express his intentions. He only reported his identity, and his whole body turned into a phantom, and directly rushed into the formation of the brothers."

"He was too fast, really too fast, so fast that it was too late for the brothers to draw their knives. Where the phantom passed by, the brothers froze in place and did not move."

"He's like a seductive errand, everyone he passes by will be seduced by him. The brothers fell one by one, and the sound of falling to the ground formed a series..."

"He is too scary, let alone 300 people, even if there are thousands of troops, they will never be able to stop him with one sword..."

"bang"

"puff"

He couldn't finish his sentence, because at this moment, Jing Wuming suddenly opened the door, stabbed with a sword, then retracted the long sword, and closed the door.

His movements were frighteningly crisp, opening the door, drawing out the sword, retracting the sword, closing the door, the total time of the four movements never took more than a second.

The room became quiet again, terribly quiet, only the faint sound of breathing proved that there were still people in the room.

"Do you want me to kill him?" Jing Wuming asked suddenly.

"Kill who?"

"Luo Changfeng."

Shangguan Jin Hong glanced at him and said: "You can't kill him, only you will die."

Jing Wuming didn't speak anymore, just pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and there was an indescribable light in his eyes.

Jing Wuming has always been very confident in his sword, steady, accurate, ruthless, and fast. There are not many people in the world who can resist his swordsmanship.

What those people said didn't scare him, because he had a hole card, his left sword was already fast, but no one knew, not even Shangguan Jin Hong, that his right sword was faster.

Shangguan Jinhong continued: "For the time being, don't provoke Feijian Villa, avoid Hangzhou, and wipe out other forces first."

Jing Wuming opened the door again and walked out. He is the shadow of Shangguan Jin Hong, and the shadow will not oppose the master's order.

"Luo Changfeng, Li Xunhuan, Flying Swordsman, Feijian Villa." Shangguan Jinhong was contemplative, his eyes were deep, and suddenly revealed a tingle of killing intent, "Those who stand in my way, die."

For Shangguan Jinhong, money is a tool, women are tools, and martial arts are also tools. The only thing he pursues in his life is power, and only power.

Nothing but power.

He lives for power, and he can die for power. He is not so persistent in martial arts, and martial arts is just a sharp sword for him to forge power.

How could he live in peace with the Feijian Villa that blocked his way to dominate the world and martial arts?

It's just that he has just launched it not long ago, and he has not achieved hegemony, so there is no need to fight Feijian Villa to death, and lose his hands in vain.

After he wiped out most of the forces and monopolized the martial arts, it was time to settle the accounts with Feijian Villa.

300 people can't do it, and thousands of troops can't stop it, so what about ten thousand people, tens of thousands, or 10 people?

……

Hangzhou City, beside the West Lake, Baolin Bookstore.

Baolin Bookstore is exactly the bookstore that Luo Changfeng built for Song Baolin. From the beginning, it was full of people, and now it is full of seats, but it has only been half a year.

The unusual story of "Dragon and Ba Bu", as long as anyone has heard it once, there is no one who will not be fascinated.

Now Song Baolin has more than a hundred storytellers under his command, who have been scattered all over the country and set up bookstores everywhere. There are only three left in Hangzhou.

Now Song Baolin naturally stopped talking about books a long time ago, and only occasionally came to the stage to talk when the interest came.

But today, Song Baolin, who had not been on stage for a long time, came on stage in person.

"Snapped"

Xingmu slapped on the desk, making a crisp sound, and the originally buzzing study hall immediately fell silent.

Just listen to Song Baolin's loud voice: "Everyone, let's not talk about the stories of "The Eight Parts of the Dragon" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" today."

Immediately, a watchman shouted: "Is that to say "The Legend of Condor Heroes" and "The Legend of Yitian Slaying the Dragon"?"

Song Baolin unfolded his folding fan with a "shua" sound, and said with a smile, "No, I won't say anything. What I want to tell today is another story, a story that happened in today's martial arts..."

As soon as Song Baolin's words came out, there was a buzz in the judges' seats in the bookstore. Obviously, the judges were more interested in what happened in the martial arts today.

Then "Dragon Babu" and "Shooting the Condor Trilogy" have been talked about from the Northern Song Dynasty to the end of the Yuan Dynasty. Could it be that they are finally coming to today's martial arts?
Song Baolin raised his voice and said: "Today what I want to talk about is called "Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword", and what I'm talking about is the deeds of the three masters of my Feijian Villa."

As soon as Song Baolin's words came out, the bookstore was filled with excitement. It was "Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword". Just listening to the name made people feel full of anticipation.

"Snapped"

Song Baolin patted the wood again, and the bookstore became quiet again, only to hear Song Baolin whispering: "The first chapter, Tan Hualang enters the pass to meet his bosom friend, and the flying swordsman quickly kills the two snakes."

"However, in the cold winter two years ago, Li Xunhuan, the owner of the big villa who had been out of customs for ten years, came back from outside the customs to visit his relatives. When he arrived in Zhangjiakou, he met two teenagers on the road..."

"I could only hear the third villa master Flying Swordsman asking in a cold voice: 'How much is your head worth?'"

When Song Baolin said this, there was a burst of applause in the bookstore.

"it is good……"

"happy……"

"The green-blooded twin snakes don't know how to live or die, and they dare to speak so shamelessly in front of the three villa owners. They really want to die..."

"Heaven's evil is forgivable, but self-inflicted evil cannot live..."

"Old man, please go on quickly. After the third master said this, what will happen to the two bloody snakes?"

　Sorry, I'm posting a bunch of chapters.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)