I became a prince in a martial arts world.

Li Yunxiu's expression turned cold.

Wang Yu had only recently acquired internal energy, and it was still shallow. At this moment, he could only see two men in blue displaying the lightness skills seen on television, flying over like dragonflies skimming the water. Their swords flashed, but he couldn't make out the style of their longswords.

The guards beside the carriage drew their swords, and the guard captain, Song Yong, drew his sword, spurred his horse, and was about to step forward.

"Come back! You're no match for me!" Li Yunxiu shouted softly.

Song Yong hesitated for a moment, and two men in blue were in front of him. Although he tried to dodge, he only felt a flash of sword light in front of him, and a pain in his shoulder and ribs. He couldn't help but fall off his horse.

"What a fast sword!"

Song Yong was horrified and quickly turned his head, only to see that the two had already reached the front of the carriage.

The Twin Swordsmen of the South Sea paid no attention to the guards blocking the carriage. With a leap, they soared into the air and looked directly at Wang Yu and Li Yunxiu inside the carriage.

Wang Yu could even see the murderous intent in their eyes.

However, Wang Yu was not afraid.

Although he had just transmigrated, he still had his experience. Li Yunxiu had just told him that there was a master accompanying him. At this moment, not only was he fearless, but he was also talking to him casually. So what did he have to be afraid of?

Sure enough, the expert made his move in the next moment.

However, it wasn't hidden among the imperial guards as Wang Yu had imagined, but rather the old coachman with gray hair.

Just as the two swordsmen of the South China Sea leaped over the guards in front of the carriage and flew over the two horses, the old coachman glanced at them and even took the time to tap his pipe on the side of the carriage before striking upwards at an angle.

A pipe, a foot longer than a regular pipe, suddenly protruded between the two flashes of sword light, wedging itself perfectly between the man and the sword, deflecting and striking, turning and tapping.

The two swordsmen of the South China Sea were shocked. They quickly flipped their wrists to retract their swords and protect themselves, but they still couldn't keep up with the change in the pipe. The two of them only felt a pain in the Hegu and Shenmen acupoints on their hands, and their hands were slightly numb. The long swords flew out of their hands.

With two sharp "thuds," two longswords flew diagonally and embedded themselves in the ground, swaying precariously, their light and shadow flickering.

The longsword flew from their hands, and the expressions of the South Sea Twin Swordsmen changed drastically. But they were, after all, seasoned veterans, and their reactions were extremely swift. At this moment, they were in mid-air and unable to move freely, so they immediately stretched out their left and right palms and exchanged blows in mid-air, then flipped to the left and right.

But while they were fast, the old coachman's pipe was even faster. After knocking their longswords away, it followed them like a persistent leech, its afterimages like snakes, shifting left and right, achieving the effect of two men with one.

Go upwards, through Chize, Tianfu, and Yunmen, then downwards again, through Shencang, Juque, and Zhangmen, finally ending at the Dubi acupoint on the knee.

The old coachman put away his pipe and sat back down in the front seat of the carriage, while the Twin Swords of the South China Sea flew to the sides of the carriage.

However, as soon as they stood still, they felt weak all over, their knees buckled, and they fell to the ground.

The old driver tapped his pipe on the side of the cart again, then picked it up, took a puff, and gently exhaled a smoke ring, without even glancing at the two swordsmen of the South China Sea who had collapsed to the ground.

"He's truly a master!" Wang Yu looked at the old coachman, having not even seen what the old coachman had just done.

At the same time, he also figured out why this expert was an old coachman.

Logically speaking, his impersonation of Zhao Yu was a top secret, known only to the Emperor, himself, Princess Li Yunxiu, and his maid Ziling. Yet, they openly shared the details with him in the carriage.

The guards were far enough away from the carriage that they couldn't hear what was being said inside, but the coachman could definitely hear it.

If the coachman was just an ordinary person, how could he be allowed to know such a top secret? Even if he swore to keep his mouth shut, he would still be silenced. But if he was a highly skilled protector of Wang Yu, then it makes perfect sense.

Moreover, they can stand guard outside the car to prevent outsiders from hearing the discussions inside.

"Mr. Yan, you've worked hard."

While Wang Yu was still thinking, Li Yunxiu, who was beside him, thanked him and then quietly got out of the car.

She first helped Song Yong up, sealed several acupoints to stop the bleeding, and then summoned two guards to bandage him. "You dodged in time, it's just a superficial injury, nothing serious."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Song Yong hurriedly thanked her, glancing at Wang Yu furtively before instinctively pulling away, not daring to have too much contact with Li Yunxiu.

He knew all too well how eccentric the Prince of Zhenxi was; if he were convinced that he coveted his princess, killing him wouldn't be out of the question.

Li Yunxiu didn't mind and strolled over to the man in blue on the right. She noticed a scar below his left eye and thought, "Yun Jian?"

Instead of answering, Yun Jian asked, "Who is that person?"

Li Yunxiu, instead of answering, asked in return, "Who instructed you to come and kill my husband?"

Yun Jian chuckled coldly, "I already told you, would you let me leave?"

Li Yunxiu said calmly, "I can make you wish you were dead."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Yunxiu grabbed Yun Jian's arm and twisted it, using the Tendon-Dislocating and Bone-Setting Technique. Yun Jian felt as if the two large tendons from his fingertips to his toes had been twisted into pretzel, causing him excruciating pain all over his body.

Yun Jian grunted, and although he was drenched in sweat, he didn't make a sound.

"A true hero." Li Yunxiu nodded, then gently brushed Yun Jian's throat with his sleeve. Yun Jian's eyes bulged out, he made two "ho ho" sounds, and then his body stiffened, and he died instantly.

However, Li Yunxiu flicked his finger as he flicked his sleeve, shattering Yun Jian's throat bone.

Then Li Yunxiu casually walked towards Feng Jian, which was on the left side of the carriage. When she was still a foot away from Feng Jian, Feng Jian had already spoken.

"Zhao Yu raped and assaulted my sect leader's daughter in the capital!"

"Um?"

Everyone looked at Wang Yu, who was sitting in the car peeking around.

Wang Yu pointed to himself, "Me again?"

Then, Feng Jian blurted everything out.

"The wife of the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel is the younger sister of my sect leader. Mu Zhiqiu came to the capital to visit relatives half a year ago and disappeared. Three days later, she was dumped at the gate of the Vice Minister's backyard, covered in bruises and had lost her virginity. After waking up, she hanged herself."

Mu Zhiqiu is not only the daughter of the leader of my South Sea Sect, but she is also engaged to the eldest son of the Lin family. This time, she came in person to invite her aunt back to her hometown to visit relatives and participate in her wedding banquet.

The Xu family sent a messenger on horseback back to Guangnan Circuit to report the news. Because this matter was shameful and would damage Mu Zhiqiu's reputation, the sect leader suppressed the news and only sent the two of us to the capital to investigate.

Half a month ago, we finally found out that Zhao Yu had sent people to drug and kidnap her. We wanted to return to the sect to report the news, but it just so happened that you were about to return to the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion to take up your posts. At the same time, news spread in the capital that someone wanted to kill you.

So after discussing it, we decided to accept the bounty, both to avenge Mu Zhiqiu and to earn some money.

Feng Jian caught his breath, looked at Li Yunxiu, and struggled to say, "It was Old Yun who offended you. I just praised you. Please spare my life, Your Highness. I promise to return to the South China Sea and never set foot in the Central Plains again."

Li Yunxiu nodded. "Thank you for your explanation."

"That……"

A look of anticipation flashed in Feng Jian's eyes, and then he saw Li Yunxiu gently wave his hand, brushing it across his chest.

Seeing Li Yunxiu kill two people in the blink of an eye and then calmly return to the carriage, Wang Yu couldn't help but twitch his lips. The last time he had seen a killing scene was in a movie.

……

Several guards skillfully carried the bodies of the Twin Swordsmen of the South China Sea into the depths of the dense forest, returning only after a long while, and then the carriage continued on its way.

boned...

Wang Yu watched as Li Yunxiu picked up her teacup and took a sip. Her slender, fair hands were as delicate as scallions, showing no signs of having just killed two people.

Seeing Li Yunxiu looking at him, Wang Yu naturally looked away from her hand, pointed outside, and asked, "Who is that?"

"Knowing that person's name is useless to you," Li Yunxiu said, shaking her head.

Zi Ling continued, "All you need to know is that when he was young, he once single-handedly stormed into Mount Taiheng, becoming a formidable figure on both sides of the Yellow River. He could strike all seventy-two acupoints on a person's body with a short stick, and his fame was unparalleled for a time."

"Oh—" Wang Yu cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, his face full of admiration, "Impressive, truly impressive!"

"Is this a master of innate level?" Wang Yu asked.

Zi Ling blinked but didn't say anything, and the atmosphere became slightly awkward.

The old coachman's aged voice came from outside the carriage door, "His dantian was severely injured, and he was knocked down from his innate level."

Li Yunxiu continued, "But Elder Yan has profound internal strength and his insight and experience remain. Even if an ordinary innate master came, he might not be a match for you."

Old Yan outside the car chuckled twice and then fell silent.

Inside the carriage, Li Yunxiu put down his teacup and said thoughtfully, "I didn't expect you to have also drugged and raped the daughter of the South Sea Sect leader."

Wang Yu's face fell. "It wasn't me!"

Zi Ling nodded seriously, "It's you!"

Wang Yu sighed. "Is the leader of the South Sea Sect a master of the Innate Realm?"

"The leader of the South China Sea Sect is of course a master of the Innate Realm, and not just any ordinary one. If your father is still alive, you naturally won't be afraid of him," Zi Ling said earnestly.

"But my father is dead." Wang Yu finally put himself in Zhao Yu's shoes.

"Don't worry, you still have 50,000 troops, and there are also experts in the Prince's mansion. Mu Tianxiong will not easily set foot in the Northwest." Li Yunxiu said with a relaxed expression.

"Really?" Wang Yu asked.

"Really," Li Yunxiu said.

"Then I'm relieved." Wang Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

"But I'm still worried," Li Yunxiu sighed.

"Why are you worried again?" Wang Yu asked, "You were just comforting me!"

"Because I don't know if you've offended any other powerful forces besides the daughter of the South China Sea Sect leader," Li Yunxiu said quietly. "If you've also slept with the daughter of the Taihua Sect leader, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave Hexi Road."

Wang Yu was speechless. "What kind of force is the Taihua Faction?"

"The Taihua Sect is one of the seven major sword sects in the Central Plains. Although the sect leader Hua Ziqing is not the number one swordsman among the seven major sword sects, the Taihua Sect has produced a young sword immortal, Fang Shaobai, in recent years, who is expected to reach the top in the next generation," Zi Ling introduced.

Wang Yu sighed along with Li Yunxiu, "Why didn't you tell me anything?"

Li Yunxiu said, "Time is too tight, and our main purpose in returning to the Zhenxi Prince's Mansion is to control the border troops and govern the local area. We don't intend to get involved in martial arts matters, so I didn't tell you too much."

Wang Yu is a fake. Even if he has mastered the basics of martial arts, he is just a figurehead. How can he get involved in the martial arts world?

At this point, Wang Yu also became a little uneasy, "Could I have really slept with the daughter of the Taihua Sect leader?"

Li Yunxiu smiled faintly, "No way."

Why?

"Because Hua Ziqing has no daughter."