Knife splashing

Chapter 99 Changfeng Inn
"Snapped!"

Inside the Changfeng Inn, a man slammed the table and stood up, clasping his fists towards all directions, and said passionately: "My fellow comrades, these Niubeiliang bandits are rampant and have completely lost the rules of the underworld."

"If you ask me, we have enough people. We might as well join hands and kill them all. Maybe we can even get a reward from the court!"

All kinds of people gathered in the lobby of the inn. Every table was filled with people, some even squatting in the corners, but no one responded.

Everyone looked at him as if he were a fool.

The man saw this and immediately blushed and cursed: "You are all men with arms that can run horses, how can you be so cowardly!"

"Oh, that's really harsh."

A woman carrying a Fengyang flower drum said in a veiled tone: "I am a woman, others may be embarrassed to say it, but I am not afraid of you."

"Everyone knows that your Dingyuan Escort Agency has suffered a great loss. Not only was the cargo intercepted, but a lot of manpower was also lost. If you want to seek revenge, go by yourself. Don't treat us like fools!"

"that is!"

"Bandits have no rules, and you are no good either!"

Once the truth was revealed, people around him were not shy about making sarcastic comments.

The man was so angry that his eyes turned black. "They are just a bunch of rabble!"

His words only aroused more ridicule.

"Wow, this hat is so well put on, worthy of a gentleman from Chang'an!"

"Tsk tsk, we are no match for you guys. We are just working hard to make a living. If there is anything, we can just wait. Why risk our lives..."

For a while, there was noise in the inn.

In a remote corner on the east side, Li Yan, wearing a bamboo hat, shook his head slightly, then looked aside and said with a smile: "Master Zhou, are you going to Shangzhou too?"

Upon learning that all the teams on the road were blocked at Qilipu, Li Yan and his team set out at dawn and came here to see if there was any way to cross the mountain.

However, as seen before.

There are many people from the martial arts world gathered here, half of them are ordinary people, and there are some good ones, but they are a mixed bag and their people are not united. It is impossible for them to join hands to cross the mountain.

The only surprise was meeting an acquaintance.

It was the Xianyang Shadow Play Chunfeng Troupe.

This time, Boss Zhou looked much better than before. He smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "Thanks to Young Master Li and Taoist Priest Wang, the Zhou family went bankrupt and no one is demanding debts anymore. We were able to take on some work and become somewhat famous."

"Someone contacted us and told us there's a big job in Shangzhou with a generous reward. We wanted to make some money before the New Year, so we set off for Shangzhou right away."

"Who would have thought that I would encounter such a bad luck? That is the completion ceremony of the ancestral hall of a big family. What if I miss the time? What shall I do..."

Sharifei whispered, "You are also an old hand, and you came here earlier than us. Have you figured out what these people are going to do?"

"What can be done?"

Boss Zhou smiled and said, "When you are in the underworld, it is better to have less trouble than more. I think most of these people want to wait until the bandits finish their business and disband before continuing on their journey."

"Wait a minute, at most you'll lose money, but you only have one life..."

Wow!
As soon as he finished speaking, a man stumbled into the inn. It was the rickshaw driver, Old Mengtou.

With wounds on his face, he shouted anxiously, "Young Master Li, hurry up, someone wants to steal the coffin!"

Li Yan's expression changed slightly, and he rushed out of the inn in two steps.

The procession to send off the deceased stopped under a big tree several hundred meters away because the store owner did not allow it.

At this moment, there was already a lot of noise there.

Several tall and strong men were beating up the pallbearers, while one of them pushed away Wang Daoxuan who was trying to stop them and tried to open the coffin with an iron rod in his hand.

"Damn it, you're going to die!"

Li Yan shouted angrily, and his hidden strength surged under his feet.

After these days of practice, his skills have gradually improved, and his use of hidden energy has become more and more proficient, and he can now use it continuously.

Whoosh!Whoosh!
He continued to exert force with his legs, and after running a few steps he leaped up, as if chasing a cicada with eight steps, and in the blink of an eye he arrived under the big tree.

"Who are you..."

A man just turned his head and got angry, and then he felt a strong wind blowing on his face. It turned out to be Li Yan's palm strike, which hit him directly on the bridge of his nose.

Snapped!
Blood splattered everywhere and the man fainted on the ground without even a sound.

"It's a trainer!"

"There is indeed a problem, catch him!"

The remaining few people scattered, drew their swords, and surrounded Li Yan.

The man who was about to open the switch also threw away the iron rod in his hand, and with a clang, he drew out the Guanshan knife from his waist, glanced at him, and sneered: "Swordsman, since when did you start escorting people?"

When Li Yan heard this, he immediately understood what was going on.

According to the bandits, Lu Kang used himself to attract attention, and then asked the people from the escort agency to disguise themselves and escort the secret escort back to Shangzhou.

It seems that the news has spread.

People die for money and birds die for food. So many red goods not only attracted bandits, but even some gangsters who made their living by using knives wanted to get a piece of the pie.

Using coffins as cover is a common tactic used by the escort agency.

This group of people are also swordsmen, and they obviously regard themselves as bodyguards.

Even though he figured out the reason, Li Yan had nothing good to say. He said coldly, "You blind thing, there's a senior of mine in there, it's not what you want!"

As they were talking, a crowd of people came out of the inn to watch the fun.

Class Master Zhou angrily scolded: "You guys are so blind. This guy is Li Yan, the young master from Xianyang City. Would he lie to you?"

"Li Yan, who's going to take down the Zhou family?"

"I heard he's the son of a sick tiger..."

News in the underworld usually spreads quickly.

There were many people from Guanzhong Road in the crowd, so they had naturally heard about the sensational events that took place in Xianyang City.

When the man heard this, he was actually amused. "Li Hu's son, the father is pretentious, but the son is also arrogant, he has not even grown all his hair yet and he is out here to mingle in the underworld."

"Come, uncle will teach you how to behave."

"Be your grandfather!"

At this point, Li Yan stopped talking nonsense.

His father had made a name for himself in Guanzhong Road and had offended more than one person. This group of swordsmen must have suffered losses as well.

"Cut off his hands and feet!"

Before he could finish his words, someone rushed over with a knife in hand.

Among this group of people, only the man who was preparing to open the coffin had stepped into the dark energy. The remaining few people had average skills, but they cooperated very well.

They were all Guanzhong's sharp swords, and they were divided into three routes to attack Li Yan: upper, middle and lower.

In a blink of an eye, the sword light enveloped Li Yan.

However, Li Yan's knife was faster.

Clang!
He drew the Guanshan knife in his hand, moved sideways, turned around and retreated, while lifting, lifting, wiping and blocking, and his hidden strength was bursting with amazing power.

Dangdang Dangdang!
Everyone only felt the flash of swords around him.

With a few crisp sounds, all the knives in the hands of the besiegers were knocked away.

However, Li Yan's actions have not stopped.

Before the swordsmen could react, they saw a bright flash before their eyes, and then they screamed and fell backwards.

At this time, several severed hands fell to the ground.

What a cruel boy!
Those watching the excitement felt their scalps tingling.

These swordsmen have spent their entire lives practicing martial arts with their hands. If their sword-wielding hands are cut off, they will probably no longer be able to make a living in this field and their end will be miserable.

This happened in broad daylight, in full view of everyone.

If they were in some remote corner, I'm afraid no one would survive.

"court death!"

The man next to the coffin suddenly became furious.

Swordsmen are all bloodthirsty, living today but not tomorrow, and are never afraid of fighting with others. If their brothers' hands and feet are chopped off, they will have no way to survive in the future if they don't kill the opponent.

Moreover, he had seen that Li Yan had just entered the dark energy realm. He was on par with him, so why would he be afraid?

Clang!
The man drew his knife and dodged left and right as if lying in the mud. In three or two steps, he came in front of Li Yan, lowered his wrist, raised the knife, and stabbed it diagonally upwards.

Bagua rolling knife!

Li Yan immediately saw through the other party's intentions.

The Bagua rolling hand knife comes from the Bagua school. It integrates various knife techniques into one, emphasizing the power of the wrist, which is the rolling hand. When walking, turning, flipping, and spinning, the knife body is integrated, the steps change with the body, and the person moves with the knife, which is continuous and changeable.

The so-called Black Bagua Hand is because it is good at moving close to the body, avoiding the direct and attacking the oblique, and its changes are many and very deceptive, and it specializes in attacking vital parts such as the eyes, throat, and back of the head.

The same is true for the Bagua rolling knife.

The man's stab from bottom to top was not intended to hurt the enemy, but to force him to block with his weapon, open up an opening, and then use the twisting force to move the weapon around, similar to a trick.

One move can kill by slitting the throat!
Li Yan's eyes were cold, but he still swung his sword to block.

Sure enough, as the opponent turned his wrist, Li Yan's Guanshan knife seemed to be swept away by a force and moved forward involuntarily.

At this moment, the man suddenly turned around, released his force, and moved closer to Li Yan. At the same time, he turned over and swung the long sword, slashing towards Li Yan's throat.

"die!"

The man let out a low shout, feeling proud.

After all, he is just a young boy and lacks experience. No matter how sharp the knife is, if he fails to hit the person and the door is wide open, it will be a dead end.

However, before he could finish his words, he felt a pain in his chest.

But Li Yan was prepared. He suddenly withdrew Guanshan's knife, just blocking the move. At the same time, he shook his left hand and pressed on his chest.

puff!
The knife flashed and blood gushed out.

The man swallowed his saliva, looked down at the crack in his heart where blood was gushing out, his pupils dilated, and muttered, "Knife in the sleeve..."

After saying that, he fell straight to the ground and soon stopped breathing.

"Killed..."

Many people around started whispering.

The laws of the Daxuan Dynasty are strict. Even if there are conflicts among people in the underworld, they rarely kill people in public, otherwise it will cause a lot of trouble.

Of course, if you fight secretly, the court will not bother to pay attention.

This line is the imperial court, the underworld and the people.

If the underworld is in chaos, the people will think that the law is just so-so and will violate it at will. However, it is impossible to kill all the people in the underworld, so the bottom line and rules are very important.

Naturally, Sharifei had followed a long time ago, but he knew that his skills were average, so he just held the knife and waited for the opportunity to stab.

Seeing Li Yan killing someone in public, his eyes rolled and he immediately shouted: "Great, these bandits managed to survive and rob people in public!"

As he spoke, his eyes were already flashing with murderous intent.

puff!puff!puff!
Those swordsmen who fell to the ground with broken hands were all killed before they could even beg for mercy.

Smart! Cruel!
The onlookers immediately praised in their hearts.

They are not fools and naturally see what Sharifei is up to.

At this juncture, blocking the road and robbing is nothing but banditry.
Anyway, there is no evidence since they are dead, and the government will not make trouble for a few unscrupulous people who opened people's coffins.

Li Yan took a look and said nothing.

Fighting with weapons is more brutal than using fists and feet. Life and death hang in the balance, so how could one dare to hold back?

As for right and wrong, only those who survive have the chance to speak.

He wiped the blood off the knife, put it back into the sheath, and ignored the corpses on the ground. He walked straight towards Wang Daoxuan and others to check their injuries.

Fortunately, they were just minor injuries and nothing serious.

Wang Daoxuan smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that I have to find some way to protect myself."

Although he has a kind heart, he also knows that the world is dangerous.

If someone had taken him hostage just now, Li Yan and his men would have been put in a passive position.

"Are you Young Master Li from Xianyang City?"

When Li Yan was checking the injuries of everyone, a middle-aged man suddenly walked out of the crowd. He had a regular face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked like a down-and-out artist. He was carrying a sanxian on his back, but there was a gleam of light in his eyes.

He clasped his fists and smiled, "I'm from Chang'an, Junior Brother Zhang has mentioned Young Master Li a lot."

"Oh."

Li Yan immediately understood and said, "Excuse me for a moment."

When they came to a quiet place with few people, Li Yan asked, "Are you from the Chang'an Divine Fist Club? Have you accepted the secret escort?"

"But it can't be hidden from the young man's discerning eyes."

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying, "My name is Wu Mao, and I'm an escort at the Chang'an Liuhe Escort Agency. You have to call Master Zhang your uncle."

Li Yan was somewhat puzzled. "Lu Kang's darts, why are you getting involved in this mess?"

The martial arts company and the escort agency are actually one and the same. The money earned from opening a martial arts school and teaching apprentices is not enough to cover the expenses. For example, Zhang's martial arts school also runs an escort agency and a medical clinic.

"According to the rules of the escort industry, I have to accept the offer."

Wu Mao was also somewhat helpless. "I was the only one who came to our escort agency this time. I thought it was just to deal with it and avoid gossip. I didn't expect to encounter this trouble."

Li Yan didn't hesitate and nodded, asking, "What are your plans?"

Wu Mao looked around and whispered, "There are still a few escort agencies that take the lion's share, so we have to settle the matter."

"There is a Qianwei Suo a hundred miles past Yingpanyi, where the imperial court has stationed a thousand troops. After all, he is the former left councillor, and we can't just watch him get killed by bandits, otherwise it will damage the reputation of the imperial court."

"The escort agencies have already sent experts to climb up the cliff, bypass Niubeiliang, and report to the garrison for help. I think they have received the news by now."

Li Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, "What if the guards don't send out troops?"

Wu Mao immediately understood and shrugged.

"Then just wait. We dare not interfere in the affairs of adults..."

…………

Outside the military camp, the tiger flag was fluttering.

The two men were waiting a hundred meters outside the military camp, looking at the soldiers around them who were eyeing them eagerly, and they did not dare to move forward.

Not long after, a soldier rode out of the camp, looked at the two men coldly, and said in a deep voice: "The captain said that we can't just stand by and watch Lord Lu get into trouble, but arbitrarily mobilizing troops is a big deal, and we are sending a fast horse to Shangzhou for instructions."

A man clasped his fists respectfully and said, "I wonder how long it will take?"

The soldier said calmly: "Who knows, maybe today, maybe in two or three days."

"this…"

The man was anxious, but just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by his companion and turned away.

After leaving the barracks, he sighed:

"Send the message. There's no point in saying anything more."

"Brother, I don't understand."

"Maybe... we are all being used as pawns."

Soon, a pigeon took off into the air and flew towards Zhongnan Station.

The carrier pigeons in the martial arts world were certainly not as fast as the falcons in the imperial court, but they were also extremely fast and arrived at Zhongnan Posthouse in a short while.

Wow!
The white dove flapped its wings and landed in front of the window of the backyard room.

An old hand held the white dove, it was Lu Kang.

He removed the bamboo tube from the pigeon's leg, took out the note and read it, then immediately fell silent. There was reluctance and helplessness in his eyes at first, but then turned into calmness.

After a long time, he sighed.

"Master, how is it?"

Inside the house, there was an old lady in gorgeous clothes. She was Lu Kang's first wife. She felt uneasy when she saw this and asked hurriedly.

Lu Kang shook his head and said, "Everyone says that the Li family is kind and generous, but I know the temperaments of these nobles. I can find out with a little trick."

"The Li family still harbors hatred. If this matter is not resolved, my Lu family will never have peace!"

(End of this chapter)