The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

But she has now ruled out that idea.

An Qingwan's swordsmanship is already close to divine. At her age, how could she have so much energy to master so many martial arts?

Even if she had practiced martial arts since birth, she still couldn't do it.

Lu Zhangke could never be An Qingwan.

Sikong Tingxue's heart sank.

He sank because of Lu Zhangke's strength.

The hearts of the prince's retainers and assassins around them sank.

They never dreamed that even Sikong Tingxue was no match for Lu Zhangke.

Those 100,000 taels of silver were destined to be out of their reach.

No one cared about Wei Sha and Ren Qing anymore.

Only Wei Tong smiled.

With Lu Zhangke's strength and his strategies, wouldn't killing An Qingwan be a piece of cake?

"It turns out I was blind! Senior Lu Zhangke is truly a master of unparalleled skill!"

Lu Zhangke stroked his beard and said arrogantly, "No matter how powerful An Qingwan is, she's nothing in front of me. If I tell her to lie down, she can only lie down; if I tell her to kneel, she can only kneel. If I want to kill her, she will definitely die!"

This statement is undeniably arrogant.

Who is An Qingwan?

That's the Goddess of Xiaoxiang, that's the Sword Immortal of Dongting!

But now no one dares to refute Lu Zhangke.

Suddenly, loud laughter came from outside the side hall.

"Haha, as expected of Senior Lu Zhangke, your domineering aura is overflowing! Let alone 500,000 taels of silver, if you are willing to stay and help me, I would even give up a city!"

It turned out that the true owner of this palace, Prince Pingnan, had appeared.

The Prince of Pingnan was tall and imposing, exuding an air of wealth and nobility. His presence was overwhelming as he walked.

Just as Wei Tong was about to go up to greet her, Sikong Tingxue screamed, "I don't believe it! You can't possibly kill An Qingwan!"

Curious, Lu Zhangke turned his head toward Sikong Tingxue.

"Why?"

Sikong Tingxue said, "Because she is An Qingwan!"

Lu Zhangke stood up.

"Then you're wrong, I can definitely kill her..."

She removed everything covering her face, revealing her face.

This is a woman's face.

A face that no one had ever seen before.

A face with blank, lifeless eyes.

A face that, simply by standing still, is enough to make countless people in the world die for it.

"Because I am An Qingwan!"

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Fifty-five merciless sword strikes, the death of the Prince of Pingnan! [3k]

If An Qingwan wanted to kill An Qingwan, she would certainly be able to.

This is an obvious answer; even an illiterate child would understand.

However, no one present, including Sikong Tingxue who thought she knew An Qingwan well, understood.

The deeper you delve into it, the more you experience it firsthand, the less you can accept this obvious answer.

How could An Qingwan be hidden beneath Lu Zhangke's ugly exterior?

An Qingwan is a sword immortal, a cold and aloof sword immortal who seems to have stepped out of the Guanghan Palace on the moon.

Her sword was cold, her internal energy was cold, and her face was cold.

Lu Zhangke was different; he was an eccentric man who was as unpredictable as the green leaves on a tree.

His moves are bizarre and unpredictable, his internal energy is strange and unfathomable, and his face is also strange.

Even the most imaginative person, after carefully comparing the two, cannot equate them.

But that's exactly what happened.

An Qingwan is Lu Zhangke, and Lu Zhangke is An Qingwan!

Sikong Tingxue looked at An Qingwan.

This was the first time An Qingwan had removed the coarse black cloth covering her eyes, and the first time she had seen An Qingwan's full face.

She could no longer tell whether she was distracted by Lu Zhangke being An Qingwan, or by An Qingwan's face, which was enough to make most women in the world jealous.

She murmured, "How could you be An Qingwan?"

Everyone wants to know the answer.

An Qingwan said, "On the Eagle Soar, I told you that I know the art of disguise."

She took a piece of black cloth from her sleeve and slowly wrapped it around her face.

She really didn't want others to care too much about her face, because it was a face that could bring a lot of trouble, and she always knew that.

Sikong Tingxue shook her head: "I remember, of course I remember, I remember every word you said. I also know that a blind person can disguise themselves, as long as they don't try to impersonate a real person, they won't give themselves away. But..."

She started to ramble incoherently.

How could An Qingwan not know what Sikong Tingxue and the others around her wanted to know?

After all, she deliberately used martial arts techniques that she had never used before to deceive them.

Aside from those dazzling martial arts moves, in terms of internal energy, she didn't use the commonly used Mingyu Gong, but rather the Five Ultimate Divine Skill she obtained after killing the fake Huanxi Daoren.

The Five Ultimate Divine Skills are not as good as the Mingyu Skill, but they are still the most powerful mental techniques in the world.

An Qingwan would not tell Sikong Tingxue this answer, nor would she tell anyone else.

If other people knew she had opened a business, who would still come to her door to be robbed?

"Perhaps it's because there are always some unusual things and unusual people in this world."

An Qingwan raised her hand.

hum!

A sword rang out.

Attracted by Ming Yu Gong's skill, a sword tucked at the waist of an assassin in the side hall suddenly flew out and landed squarely in her hand.

This sword strike shattered the last shred of hope for everyone present.

This is not a dream!

An Qingwan, who used the Heavenly Flying Immortal technique, is indeed standing here!

The bead of sweat that had been hanging on Wei Tong's chin for so long finally fell to the ground.

He quickly stepped forward and stood between An Qingwan and the Prince of Pingnan.

“Miss An, Heroine An, Fairy An, as I mentioned before, there are some misunderstandings between you and our Pingnan Prince’s Mansion. You are a reasonable person, so please let me explain one by one.”

Wei Tong didn't dare to shout.

He knew that An Qingwan could sever his head before he could even cry out.

Sword immortals certainly possess such abilities.

An Qingwan didn't speak, but quietly "looked" ahead.

After a long while, the voice of the Prince of Pingnan rang out: "Wei Tong, step aside."

Wei Tong's expression changed drastically: "Your Highness..."

The Prince of Pingnan said, "You can't stop him, and she has no intention of letting me go."

Wei Tong still refused to leave.

The Prince of Pingnan stopped trying to persuade her and instead asked An Qingwan, "Since you didn't break into the Prince's mansion directly, but instead sneaked in this way, you must have been worried that not finding me would expose your purpose and make me more cautious."

An Qingwan replied, "Exactly."

The Prince of Pingnan continued, "You saw the fake Taoist Huanxi by Dongting Lake, so you should know that Taoist Huanxi has a double, and I might also have a double. If that's the case, how can you be so sure that I am the real Prince of Pingnan?"

An Qingwan said, "If only you were showing up, I would never expose myself, but since you and Sikong Tingxue have both appeared, there's no need for me to continue hiding."

As she was speaking, she suddenly turned around and stabbed a servant of the Prince's mansion to death with her sword. The servant was crouching down and trying to escape.

Seeing this, the others dared not harbor any ulterior motives and could only continue to watch with gritted teeth.

An Qingwan laughed and said, "To determine whether you are real or fake, you are not important. What is important is Sikong Tingxue. She doesn't want to die, so she will definitely tell me whether you are real or fake!"

The Prince of Pingnan sighed, "How could I have become so complacent at this time?"

An Qingwan said, "Because you were afraid, when you learned that someone could kill me, you lowered your guard and ran out happily."

"Yes, I'm afraid of you. Only those who have practiced martial arts, only those who have gone far on the path of martial arts, can truly understand how terrifying you are. To be honest, I have absolutely no confidence in beating you, but..."

The Prince of Pingnan took a knife from the knife rack next to him.

The moment he gripped the knife, everyone noticed he had changed.

He transformed from a dignified prince into a sharp, gleaming blade.

Before anyone moved, the room was already filled with cold.

The Prince of Pingnan was actually a martial arts master, a master of the sword whose mere presence was so formidable that it made people feel suffocated!

Everyone except An Qingwan was stunned.

"Your Majesty?"

Wei Tong's eyes almost popped out. He had been with the Prince of Pingnan for ten years and had never known that the Prince of Pingnan's martial arts skills were so high.

He didn't know, nor did the retainers in the Prince's mansion, nor did Sikong Tingxue.

The Prince of Pingnan said, "If I didn't possess martial arts skills far exceeding those of ordinary people, how would I dare to rebel?"

An Qingwan said, "It seems you have already admitted that you are the real Prince of Pingnan, so I don't need to keep you around any longer."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the Prince of Pingnan made the first move.

With a wave of his hands, the blade flashed diagonally, creating a force reminiscent of surging wind and thunder.

"If it weren't for you, how could I have fallen to this state? An Qingwan, today it's either you or me who dies!"

A furious roar emanated from the side hall and echoed throughout the entire palace.

The Prince of Pingnan harbored resentment.

How could he not hate?

He had planned everything.

He secretly funded the Taiqing Dao, intending to have them rebel against the Great Liang Dynasty. Once the Taiqing Dao had instigated widespread resentment among the people in Hunan and Hubei, he would then use the pretext of suppressing the rebellion to legitimately seize control of the entire Jingxiang region and become its hegemon.

He tried every means to annex the Ezhou shipping gang, so that he could quickly acquire a powerful navy and a transportation route for money and grain.

He actively contacted people from all walks of life in the martial arts world, using money, treasures, women, and secrets to manipulate them and make them work for him.

He even deliberately acted subservient, dragging the Yin-Yang Sect, a powerful demonic sect, into the mess, and in exchange, he gained a great deal of benefits.

He has done everything he could.

However, it was An Qingwan who ruined everything for him!