Laughing at the Heavens: From Flying Knife Skills to Shattering the Void

Chapter 15 Yu Renhao, Die! (Please read later)

clang!
Yu Renhao swung his sword to block and stared at Lin Pingan with a vigilant look.

"What a great knife skill."

Yu Renhao snorted coldly. It was difficult for him to break through the ten-foot range.

He might only have a chance if he used a killing move, but if he killed the other party, he would have no way to explain to Yu Canghai.

"Your swordsmanship is pretty good too."

Lin Pingan said calmly.

"Humph, you idiot, do you still have a knife?"

Yu Renhao's eyes flashed, and he suddenly sneered and asked.

"You can try it."

Lin Ping'an calmly placed his hands on his lower back, but a smile appeared on his face, making it hard to tell his true intentions.

Yu Renhao's eyes flickered a few times, and he suddenly said, "I think you don't have a knife anymore."

"Get on it!"

Yu Renhao turned around and scolded the other two disciples beside him.

The two looked at each other, but facing the intimidating gaze, they could only grit their teeth and move forward.

Lin Pingan touched the only two flying knives behind him, his heart sank, "I must kill Yu Renhao, otherwise he will fall into his hands sooner or later."

Lin Ping'an's eyes turned, and he suddenly raised his hand and made a motion of throwing a flying knife. The two approaching Qingcheng disciples fell to the sides at the same time. It was obvious that Lin Ping'an's flying knife had brought great shadow to them, and no one wanted to die.

"waste!"

Yu Renhao, who saw this scene, cursed angrily, and was also more certain that the other party only had a few knives left. "Come on, he has no more knives."

Yu Renhao yelled and cursed, and the two Qingcheng sect disciples who fell to the ground looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and pounced on them.

Swish!
A flash of silver light!

Lin Ping'an moved his other hand.

Pfft!

One of them immediately fell to the ground, holding his neck.

The other person immediately fell to the ground with his head in his hands.

At this time, Yu Renhao was too busy cursing to care about it. He approached again, "You idiot, you don't have a knife!"

"Master told me to catch you alive, but he didn't tell me to catch you whole. Now I'm going to chop off your hands and see how you can still use the knife!"

Yu Renhao had a grim smile on his face.

Seeing this, Lin Pingan suddenly squatted down and rolled to the side, calmly hid the throwing knife in his boots in his hand, then rolled on the ground and threw the knife.

Yu Renhao's pupils suddenly contracted. He could no longer dodge at this moment, and had no time to block. He instinctively flew to the side, and the flying knife pierced his shoulder, up to the handle.

Yu Renhao groaned, but was unwilling to let go of this opportunity, "You idiot, I'm going to chop off your hands."

Yu Renhao roared and rushed forward again.

Lin Ping'an looked panicked at this time and turned around and ran away.

Seeing this scene, Yu Renhao became bolder and was sure that Lin Ping'an had lost his flying knife.

"Want to run?"

Yu Renhao snorted coldly, and rushed forward despite the severe pain in his shoulder blade, while confidently shouting: "I bet you don't have any flying knives on you!"

Although his internal strength was not profound, it made him agile and nimble. He approached Lin Ping'an in an instant and slapped him on the back.

But at this moment, Lin Ping'an suddenly turned around, pulled his right hand out from his arms, and swung it casually, and a flying knife appeared.

The distance was only one meter, and Yu Renhao had no time to react. The flying knife had already pierced his forehead, passed through the back of his head, and stabbed into the big tree opposite.

"I'm sorry, you made the wrong bet!"

Lin Pingan turned around and said regretfully.

"You actually still..."

Yu Renhao's eyes widened in disbelief.

During the previous fight, he had already planned for Lin Ping'an's flying knife, but he didn't expect that in addition to the knife on his waist, the opponent also had one hidden in his shoes and one in his arms.

Yu Renhao fell to the ground with a thud. Lin Pingan looked at the others, reached for his waist, and shouted, "Yu Renhao is dead. Anyone who wants to die, come here."

After seeing this, the people who were besieging Madam Wang immediately retreated and looked at each other. "Don't be afraid, brothers. This idiot has killed Brother Yu, so he must have no flying knives left. Let's go."

One of them gritted his teeth and suddenly shouted.

Before he finished speaking, Lin Ping'an suddenly pulled out the last flying knife from his waist and threw it out.

Swish!
"He still has a knife!"

"Go report back to the Sect Master!"

Upon seeing this, the others immediately fled in all directions, no longer having the courage to fight.

With the opponent's flying knife skills, if the fight continues they will probably have to stay here.

Seeing this, the person shouting immediately ran away, covering the knife on his arm.

Although he felt that Lin Ping'an no longer had any flying knives, he didn't dare to gamble.

Yu Renhao was betting that the other party didn't have a knife in his hand, and was finally killed with one knife.

He had just bet that the other party did not have a knife in his hand, but his arm was stabbed again.

Now he really didn't know whether the other party had a knife or not, and he didn't know how many knives the other party had.

So the pipe section ran away.

Capturing people is just a mission assigned by the sect, but your life is your own.

Regardless of whether Yu Canghai would kill them after they return, they would die if they didn't run away now.

Lin Pingan finally breathed a sigh of relief after watching everyone run away.

"Safety."

Mrs. Wang immediately ran over when she saw this, and said in surprise, "You actually killed Yu Renhao. I heard that he was Yu Canghai's favorite disciple. You actually have the strength to kill him!"

Mrs. Wang's face was filled with shock.

Because even she may not be Yu Renhao's opponent.

"It was just luck. Fortunately, they didn't continue to rush up, otherwise I would really be helpless."

Lin Ping'an didn't dare to rest either. He took a breath and immediately began to pull out the throwing knives from the corpses, wiping them clean and putting them back into his waist.

"So you really don't have any throwing knives?"

Mrs. Wang looked surprised.

Because she also believed that Lin Pingan still had some, that's why she had the confidence to strike him with a knife.

It was because of the casual way he swung his sword that the Qingcheng Sect disciples were frightened and did not dare to step forward, so they chose to flee.

Lin Pingan shook his head.

Mrs. Wang couldn't help showing admiration.

"Ping An, your talent and character are more suitable for this world. You will surely become famous in the future."

Mrs. Wang couldn't help but sigh.

At such a young age, he doesn't even know any other martial arts except the flying knife technique he has recently learned, and he doesn't know much about the martial arts world. However, he was able to trick Yu Renhao into killing him with a single blow and scare off the Qingcheng Sect disciples.

"Thank you for your praise, stepmother. I just work a little harder than others."

Lin Pingan said modestly.

Madam Wang shook her head and said, "Your talent must not be wasted. When we return to Luoyang, I will ask my father for help and have you join a major sect."

Mrs. Wang promised.

Hearing this, Lin Pingan was delighted.

If he wanted to join Mount Huashan, he would need a formal identity.

There is no doubt that as a descendant of the Fuwei Escort Agency, with the guarantee of Mrs. Wang and a good family background, it would be easier for him to join Huashan.

"Thank you, stepmother, but our top priority is to return to Luoyang."

"No, we are not going to Luoyang, we are going to Hengshan."

Mrs. Wang suddenly changed her mind at this time, "I have heard that Mr. Liu San of Hengshan is going to hold a meeting to wash his hands of the underworld. At that time, all the famous martial artists in the world will come. If we go there and publicly announce the numerous crimes of Yu Canghai of the Qingcheng Sect, we will surely get help from fellow martial artists."

"it is good."

Lin Ping'an nodded. He had always wanted to go to Hengshan, where he could meet various martial arts masters. Maybe he could join a sect early and practice internal skills.

(End of this chapter)