The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

The Taoist priest remained silent, simply raising his head and gazing silently at the top of the wooden pagoda behind Shen Hong.

Everyone looked in the direction of his gaze, but they couldn't see anything.

After a moment, the Taoist said, "Goddess of Xiaoxiang, now that you have come, why do you not show yourself? Do you think you can hide, or do you insist that I dismantle this tower?"

What? The Goddess of Xiaoxiang? That hidden weapon was shot by the Goddess of Xiaoxiang? Doesn't that confirm what Shen Hong said?

Everyone was shocked.

Before long, a figure appeared from the top of the wooden tower.

It was a blind girl whose face was covered with a coarse black cloth.

Everyone knows this person.

Even people who have never met this person.

The Goddess of Xiaoxiang, An Qingwan!

The Taoist smiled, a confident smile.

He's always so confident.

His martial arts skills gave him confidence, and so did his strategic thinking.

He always smiled.

He laughed when his opponent was outmaneuvered, and he laughed when his opponent was in trouble.

But this time he didn't laugh for long.

Because An Qingwan was more confident than him, and her smile was more beautiful.

"Do you think you've won?"

The joyful Taoist's face darkened.

Before he could speak, a clear, melodious laugh, like the tinkling of silver bells, rang out behind him.

Everyone was drawn to the sound of laughter.

All they saw was "Shen Hong" raise his hand and wipe his face, and his face completely changed.

That's not Shen Hong, that's clearly An Qingwan's little follower Lan Xiaogu!

“Master Huanxi, I have been waiting for you.”

An Qingwan drew her sword.

An ordinary, unremarkable sword.

The setting sun turned An Qingwan into a ball of fire, and her sword into a streak of flame.

She stood on high ground.

She was aloof and superior.

She is more like a true immortal than the Taoist Huanxi.

P.S.: Two chapters, 6k words each; one more chapter tonight.

Fifty-one swords come from the west, celestial beings descend from the heavens [Third update]

The dusk deepened.

The wind grew even gentler.

A deserted lakeside.

When Lan Xiaogu removed her disguise and revealed her true appearance, everyone present except An Qingwan and Lan Xiaogu were stunned.

No one could have predicted things would turn out this way.

The Iron-Clad Gang is no good.

Those martial arts figures who rushed over upon hearing the news were no good.

Even the Taoist of Joy, who had secretly planned everything, couldn't succeed.

Because no one could have predicted that An Qing would return, and naturally no one could have foreseen this astonishing reversal.

If Shen Hong is indeed Lan Xiaogu, then what he just said...

Even if those words were true, no one believes them anymore.

Moreover, it was an elaborate lie in the first place.

The heart of the Joyful Taoist was trembling.

He has tasted failure.

When he was just a dissolute young man wandering around the capital, failure was as essential to him as eating and drinking.

When he became a disciple of the Grand Eunuch and began serving the emperor, he still experienced numerous failures.

His worst defeat was when he completely misjudged the situation at court, which ultimately forced him to leave the capital.

But none of the previous failures have been as profound as this one.

It's not because he lost a lot this time.

It was because no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't understand why he had lost.

The plan to frame An Qingwan was devised entirely by him, and even the Prince of Pingnan was unaware of the specific details.

Unless Shen Hong reveals the secret.

But what reason would Shen Hong have to reveal the secret to An Qingwan?

Perhaps it really is true.

But the Taoist priest couldn't come up with an answer.

Because he couldn't figure it out, he felt increasingly frustrated.

The most frustrating thing in a person's life is being ruthlessly defeated in the area they are most proud of.

In the eyes of the Happy Taoist, his greatest skill was never martial arts, but rather reading people's expressions and scheming against them.

He is angry now.

When he gets angry, he wants to kill.

"How did you see through my plan?"

The Taoist priest was no longer as gentle as before. Now, he was no longer a Taoist priest, but more like a cold and ruthless henchman of the imperial court.

That was his former identity.

An Qingwan said, "You don't need to know, and you're not qualified to know."

The Joyful Taoist said, "You are the first person who dares to speak to me like this."

An Qingwan said, "But you're not the first person to talk to me like that."

The Joyful Taoist said, "I will definitely be the last person to speak to you like this."

An Qingwan said, "You're too confident."

The Happy Taoist said, "I am more confident than you think. I have lost this round, but you will die."

An Qingwan remained silent, waiting.

The Happy Taoist continued speaking: "Not only will you die, everyone here will die. They wouldn't have died otherwise, but now they will die because of you."

This statement shocked those who had initially been expecting a spectacle.

The Joyful Taoist.

joy……

Yes!

Someone screamed.

“I remember who he is. He is the Huanxi Taoist who killed countless people. He killed hundreds of people in Liujiabao in Longyou. At that time, the famous Guanxi hero who was famous in the Northwest led more than a dozen righteous men to hunt him down, but they were all killed by him on the sandbar, and his eyes were gouged out!”

This scream ignited the atmosphere in the makeshift meeting room.

The Happy Taoist laughed and said, "You still remember me, very good, I can let you die a quick death."

The person who shouted turned pale instantly.

He wished he hadn't recognized the Joyful Taoist, so he could be less afraid.

Many people were already planning to flee.

They didn't know Huanxi Daoren, but they all knew Guanxi Daxia.

Who is the Kansai Hero?

That was a true hero whose reputation was ten times greater than that of the Iron-Clad Ancestor!

However, he died at the hands of the Happy Taoist in front of him.

The Happy Taoist said, "You no longer need to run away, because it is impossible for you to escape. Why bother?"

The hearts of those around them sank even deeper.

An Qingwan said, "They didn't need to run away in the first place."

The Joyful Taoist narrowed his eyes: "No need to escape?"

An Qingwan said calmly, "I guarantee you won't be able to hurt them in the slightest."

The Happy Taoist was taken aback.

He never expected An Qingwan to say something so confident.

He said, "You can indeed stall me for a while, but you've overlooked one thing."

In the crowd, four unremarkable women suddenly took off their coats, revealing red clothes, and drew their swords.

They were all the flower slaves of the Pleasant Taoist.

Ordinary people only see them scattering flowers when the Happy Taoist appears, but they never expect that they all have the strength of top-notch martial arts masters.

An Qingwan laughed: "Since I saw through your plan, how could I have overlooked it?"

Lan Xiaogu stepped forward.

The Happy Taoist said, "It's not enough."

At this moment, another person stepped forward from the crowd.

"What if I'm included too?"

This is a young man carrying a long sword on his back.

"I have long admired the name of the Joyful Taoist, but I never expected to meet him here today. It is truly a fortunate occasion."

The young man showed no fear on his face, but rather an undisguised excitement.

The Joyful Taoist was silent for a moment, then asked in return, "You know me?"

The young man said, "I know him."

The Happy Taoist said, "Since you know me, aren't you afraid of death?"

The young man said, "My greatest passion in life is challenging masters; even if I die, I will have no regrets."

The Happy Taoist nodded and asked, "What's your name?"

The young man said, "Why don't we return from the thirty-six islands?"

He was none other than Hu Bugui, whom An Qingwan had met in Xia Cai Village.

When they were in Xia Cai Village, he said that if An Qingwan wanted to kill someone, she could ask him for help.

Therefore, on the way to the wooden pagoda, An Qingwan asked him to lend a little help.

The Happy Taoist said, "Very good, I will remember your name, and you will become famous throughout the world."

Hu Bugui laughed loudly and said, "Miss An, hold him off for a moment. After Miss Lan and I have dealt with these women, we will come to help you!"

The reputation of the Joyful Taoist was too great.