My son A Fei has the appearance of a sword master

Chapter 113

Outside the north gate of Nanzhang City, a man dressed in black, with a long sword hanging on his waist, and a black gauze curtain hat whose face could not be seen clearly, was walking down the city wall alone.

He was holding a bundle in his hand, and blood was still dripping from the bottom of the bundle.

The rebels on the city wall had naturally noticed him a long time ago, but when they saw that he came alone, they didn't take it seriously.

There have been quite a few martial arts masters who have come to offer their services recently, but most of them come at night. It is rare to see people who dare to come so brazenly during the day.

The person on duty at the city gate tower at this time was Liu Tong's general Feng Zilong, who was also a die-hard supporter of the uprising with him.

Because the north gate is the city gate directly facing the Huguang Guard army, there will always be a general on duty here.

Seeing the man stop five feet outside the city, Feng Zilong asked loudly: "Who is coming?"

"Ghost Ying'er." A deep voice came up. This voice no longer sounded young, and even a little hoarse.

This person's tone sounded soft-spoken, but everyone on the city wall heard it clearly. This made Feng Zilong's heart tremble, knowing that this person was a master.

Feng Zilong was only in his thirties and didn't know Gui Ying'er's background, but the middle-aged warriors around him were shocked.

"Gui Ying'er, is this a nickname? I don't know your name. Can you please take off your curtain hat?"

As soon as Feng Zilong spoke, the expressions of the warriors around him suddenly changed.

The voice sounded in everyone's ears again: "Are you sure you want me to take off my hat?"

A middle-aged swordsman who looked to be in his 40s quickly spoke first without waiting for Feng Zilong to speak again: "General Feng, Gui Ying'er is a senior in the martial arts, so you must not be rude."

Feng Zilong looked at him inexplicably and said: "I just asked him his name and asked him to take off his hat to see what kind of person he is. His words are quite polite. Where does the word rude come from?"

The man explained: "The general doesn't know something. Senior Gui Ying'er has been famous for 30 years, but he has been walking around in the world for a few years. But who among the older generation doesn't know his name?"

"Since the senior's debut, no one has ever known his name, and no one has seen his appearance, because everyone who has seen his appearance is already dead."

Feng Zilong was shocked: "So powerful?"

The man said: "It's more powerful than the general imagined. When this senior was rampant in the world, the Happy King was still a young boy, and the Plum Blossom Thief was still training hard behind closed doors and had not yet entered the world."

"Senior's swordsmanship is as fast as a ghost. His opponents often can only see a black shadow flashing past, and their throats have been cut without realizing it. That's why he got the nickname Ghost Shadow."

"Back then, he used the blood of living people to raise his sword, and he was able to move around the world without any taboos, but no one could control him. The martial arts people were extremely afraid of him. Baidao Wulin organized manpower to encircle and suppress him many times. Not only did it fail, but it also caused heavy casualties."

Feng Zilong looked at the others and saw that they all looked in awe. He didn't question the man's words at all, so he finally became serious.

He looked down at the city again and asked loudly and respectfully: "Senior Gui Ying'er is here, do you have any advice?"

Gui Ying'er said slowly: "Come to the King of Han to ask for an official position."

Feng Zilong was startled when he heard this, and then he was overjoyed. He subconsciously looked at the bundle in Gui Ying'er's hand and asked, "Senior, do you have a certificate of surrender?"

Guiying'er raised the bundle in his hand and said, "Is the head of the owner of Hidden Sword Villa enough?"

"what?"

Feng Zilong and the people around him couldn't help but be surprised and happy.

This You Zanglong led the southern martial arts Baidao forces to deal with them together with the Ming army, causing them huge trouble these days.

There were no less than ten thousand Han troops who died at the hands of the Baidao forces in the southern martial arts world.

If he really died in Gui Ying'er's hands, it would be a huge blow to the Baidao forces in the southern martial arts world, but it would be a huge good thing for the Han army.

Feng Zilong immediately waved his hand and shouted: "Open the city gate and line up to welcome Senior Gui Ying'er into the city."

Without waiting for the rebel gatekeeper to make any move, Gui Ying'er just heard "No need".

Feng Zilong and the other people in the martial arts world were dazzled when they saw the ghost figure who was five feet away from the city a moment ago was now standing on the parapet, looking down at them.

Feng Zilong and several martial arts masters involuntarily took a few steps back. Then they came to their senses, clasped their fists and bowed, "I have seen Senior Gui Ying'er."

At this time, Feng Zilong was horrified and had no doubts about the words of the person beside him.

With such superb Qinggong, the city wall was useless to him, just like a smooth road.

With such fast movements, if Gui Ying'er wanted to kill them, they would probably only see a black shadow and lose their lives inexplicably.

He was able to take off You Zanglong's head while being surrounded by thousands of Bai Dao martial arts people and still escape unscathed. It must not be difficult to kill another Huguang general soldier.

If the Han army had his help, wouldn't it be disadvantageous?
Gui Ying'er didn't say anything, but lightly jumped off the parapet, placed the baggage on the parapet, untied the baggage, and said in a deep voice: "Take a good look to see if I killed the wrong person."

Everyone straightened up one after another and looked at the top of the female wall. It was undoubtedly You Canglong.

The head was very fresh and the blood had not yet solidified. It was obvious that Gui Ying'er came here immediately after killing You Zanglong.

Feng Zilong said happily: "Senior did not kill the wrong person. This person is the owner of Hidden Sword Villa."

Guiying'er said: "What kind of official position can You Zanglong's head be worth?"

Feng Zilong said: "Only the King of Han can answer this question, senior, but I believe that the official position given to senior by the King of Han will never disgrace his status."

Gui Ying'er tied up the bundle again, held it in his hand and said, "Take me to see the King of Han."

"Yes, senior please."

Feng Zilong bowed respectfully, and when Gui Ying'er took the lead, he winked at the middle-aged swordsman beside him.

The man nodded, and after Feng Zilong and Gui Ying'er walked down the steps of the city wall, he started his Qinggong and swept towards the other side of the city wall.

He had to take the first step and report what was going on here to Liu Tong, lest he not understand Gui Ying'er's origins and be given a small official position, which would dissatisfy this expert.

……

Li Tianxin, led by Feng Zilong, walked to the north of the city. Along the way, he used the curtains and hats to cover the situation and secretly observed the distribution of the rebels in the city.

The choice to impersonate Gui Ying'er was the result of his careful consideration.

Except for "Wind and Thunder Palm" Sun Tianfeng, no one has seen his true appearance.

The older generation of gangsters admired him very much, so he had unparalleled intimidation among the rebels. No one dared to despise him and would definitely take him to see Liu Tong.

Furthermore, his martial arts are very similar to Gui Yinger's, both are murderous and as fast as a ghost.

Therefore, pretending to be Gui Ying'er is Li Tianxin's best choice.

Things went more smoothly than he imagined. He met Liu Tong, the rebel leader, in the lobby on the second floor of Yuelai Inn in Nanzhang County.

Because Yuelai Inn offers the best accommodation and food in the city, Liu Tong naturally chose to live here.

Because of this, both the innkeeper and the waiter and chef saved their lives and did not suffer.

"Hehehe...Senior Gui Ying'er is here. I'm sorry to hear you come from afar, but I hope you will see the best from me."

When Li Tianxin followed Feng Zilong to the second floor, Liu Tong, who was tall and tall and wearing a yellow robe, stood up to greet him.

There are eight large round tables in the hall on the second floor, seven of which are filled with people from the martial arts world.

There are also some martial arts people standing scattered throughout the hall. There are more than a hundred people in the hall, and all of them are underworld masters with strong momentum.Only the table where Liu Tong sat had only five people including him.

One of them is a monk wearing blue and gray robes, one is a tall man with a beard, and the other two are twin brothers.

Li Tianxin glanced at everyone, curled up the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "Monk Shi, Li Hushu, Miao Long, Miao Hu, Feng Zilong, they are all here, very good, very good."

Liu Tong paused, his smile froze on his face, and he felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"Senior, what do you mean by this..."

"Chong"

Li Tianxin did not hesitate, and before Liu Tong finished speaking, he directly drew his sword out of its sheath and used the fourteen deadly swords in an instant.

All the martial arts people in the hall heard the sound of a weapon being unsheathed, and a few shadows flashed in the field. Li Tianxin had returned to where he was, and his Qingfeng sword pointed at the ground.

"crash"

"What do you want to do?"

"You are so impudent that you dare to draw your sword in front of the King of Han."

The people in the hall were in an uproar. They stood up suddenly, held their weapons, and stared at Li Tianxin fiercely.

It seemed that as long as Liu Tong said a word, they would swarm him and chop him into pieces.

Pity these Jianghu people, their martial arts are so different from Li Tianxin that they don't even understand what happened just now.

The so-called "flash of black shadows" is also a scene seen in the eyes of a very few relatively strong masters.

They didn't dare to move, but turned their attention to Liu Tong and the others, including the middle-aged swordsman who was on the city wall explaining the origin of Gui Ying'er to Feng Zilong.

Liu Tong looked at Li Tianxin with wide eyes and asked three words one by one in his throat: "Why...what...what?"

All the underworld masters felt that something was wrong. After Li Tianxin unsheathed his sword, Monk Shi, Li Hushu, Feng Zilong, Miao Long, Miao Hu and others stood motionless and did not speak as if their acupoints had been tapped. , seeming to turn a blind eye to Li Tianxin's action of drawing the sword.

Coupled with Liu Tong's weird state, the underworld masters finally noticed something, and the hall fell silent.

Li Tianxin did not explain Liu Tong's doubts, because it was not necessary, and again, if he died in peace, those who were killed by him would be able to rest in peace.

He just took a few steps to the side to avoid Liu Tong and others.

Just after Liu Tong asked those three words, a red line suddenly appeared on his throat.

The next moment, the red line cracked and blood spurted out, just hitting the spot where Li Tianxin was standing.

It was as if some kind of switch had been turned on. The throats of Shilong and others burst open and blood spurted out.

"Pfft puff..."

After a few breaths, starting from Liu Tong, the core leaders of the rebels fell to the ground one after another.

"Pfft puff..."

After Liu Tong and other rebel leaders fell, several more muffled sounds were heard in the hall.

However, several masters who truly understood the horror of Li Tianxin fell to their knees one after another.

The middle-aged swordsman who explained Gui Ying'er's origins to Feng Zilong on the city wall before bowed his head and said in a trembling voice: "Senior, please spare my life. I am willing to be my lackey."

The underworld masters looked at this scene in shock. The middle-aged swordsman and several other people kneeling on the ground could be said to be the ones with the highest martial arts skills among their group.

I didn't expect them to be so humble in front of this person.

As the younger generation, of course they cannot understand the worship of Gui Yinger by the older generation of gangsters.

Just like young thieves, they can't understand why the older generation of Jiangyang thieves admire the Plum Blossom Thief so much.

Li Tianxin looked at the kneeling people and asked calmly: "Tell me, when you surrendered to Liu Tong, whose head was used for the surrender certificate?"

"what?"

Several people looked at Li Tianxin blankly, not understanding what he meant.

Li Tianxin sighed softly, and then said: "Don't you understand? That's all, you don't need to understand."

"Swish"

After saying this, the underworld masters suddenly found that Li Tianxin disappeared from their sight.

But the next moment, one by one, they felt a chill in their throats.

As people in the martial arts world, they naturally understood what this meant. They all froze in place with their eyes wide open, not daring to move at all.

They were waiting for a result, and at the same time they still had a bit of luck in their hearts.

This is also the reason why Shilong and others did not move before.

But that trace of luck was eventually broken by reality.

"呲呲呲..."

The throats of all the underworld masters were cracked one after another. The scene was like the smart fountain in the square in later generations, but this fountain looked a little more terrifying.

There was a rain of blood in the lobby on the second floor of Yuelai Inn, and the strong smell of blood instantly filled the entire inn.

However, there was not a drop of blood on Li Tianxin's body, because when the blood fountain was turned on, he had already gone down the stairs to the first floor.

There are also many martial arts masters occupying the first floor, and they are naturally not immune.

The shopkeeper and the waiters huddled under the counter, not daring to make a sound, hoping that the murderer would leave immediately after killing everyone.

However, Li Tianxin took the initiative to walk to the counter and said gently in his original voice: "Shopkeeper Liu."

Hearing his voice, Shopkeeper Liu felt a little familiar. He carefully stretched out his head and saw the man in black in front of him. He raised his hand and took off his curtain hat.

Shopkeeper Liu's eyes suddenly widened and he said in disbelief: "Master Tianxin, why is it you?"

Li Tianxin nodded and said, "It's me. I'll gather the guys right away and find a place to hide. I'm afraid the blood in this inn will never be washed away. I don't want it anymore. When the rebels are wiped out, we can find another store to reopen."

"Yes." Shopkeeper Liu responded first, then looked outside the door and asked worriedly: "Did the young master come alone?"

Li Tianxin smiled and said: "Don't worry about me. No one can stop me if I leave. The imperial army and Jianghu righteous men will soon enter the city. You should hide yourself and don't be accidentally injured by your own people."

Shopkeeper Liu nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, young master, please be careful."

Li Tianxin put on the curtain hat again and walked out of the inn.

There were eight thousand troops surrounding the inn, but the movement upstairs was too small, and there was no sound of fighting at all.

They had no idea that their King of Han and all their leaders had turned into corpses.

(End of this chapter)