The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

An Qingwan asked, "Does the note mention Cui Sanbian's address?"

Jin Xueyi said, "It's in Shizhou."

Shizhou is located south of the Yangtze River, bordering Kuizhou.

An Qingwan said, "What a coincidence, it's right on our way to Sichuan."

The three of them had already discussed and agreed on their itinerary.

But the road to Sichuan is always difficult, and cannot be rushed.

Raising money takes time, and preparing the carriages and horses also takes time.

An Qingwan is not in a hurry.

She is never in a hurry.

She felt that this trip to Sichuan should be good, because she had received a good omen: she had obtained an amazing lightness skill from the system.

Ladder to the clouds.

But this is not the Wudang Ladder Cloud Leap from The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber, but Lu Xiaofeng's Ladder Cloud Leap.

He leaped up, jumping ten zhang (approximately 33 meters) into the air!

This is a rare and superb skill in lightness of movement.

Everyone says the roads to Shu are difficult, but she suddenly gained such lightness skills. Isn't that a good thing?

After dawn.

In the drizzle, An Qingwan boarded a boat and left Jiangling.

She left openly and honestly, with the people of the Thirty-Six Islands seeing her off.

Before this, if she wanted to leave a place, she would always do so silently.

This time is different.

She did not refuse Hu Tiexin and his son Hu Bugui's offer to see her off, and even allowed them to bring hundreds of people with them.

The sound was deafening along the riverbank.

This is exactly what An Qingwan wanted to see.

She wanted everyone to know she had set off; she wanted to tell those who wanted to kill her—

I, An Qingwan, am waiting for you to come and kill me!

"I originally intended to invite Miss An to visit the Thirty-Six Islands, but since Miss An is going to Moyu Valley to demand an explanation, I can only give up on that idea for now."

Hu Bugui felt deeply sorry.

"I only hope that when we meet again next time, we will still not be enemies. An enemy like you is the one who makes me most uneasy."

"Take care, Miss An. You saved me, and I owe you a favor!"

"Take care of yourself!"

The light boat sailed out of Jiangling and headed first to Yuezhou.

An Qingwan stood at the bow of the boat, a three-foot-long sword tucked into her waistband, her white robes fluttering in the breeze on the river.

Gradually, her figure disappeared into the heart of the river, which resembled a traditional Chinese ink painting, until she was no longer visible.

While she was boating on the river, many people in the martial arts world had already set their sights on her.

PS: Thank you Dongfenggu Miaomiao and φ for the blades.

The number one swordsman under heaven! (3k)

Summer rain is quite different from spring rain.

Spring rain is fine and dense, moist and soft.

Summer rains come and go quickly.

Their hurried manner was no different from that of the people waiting for rain in the roadside inns.

Noon.

Several long sighs echoed in the inn.

"Recently there has been a lot of rain, making it difficult to travel by boat or on the official road."

"If it were just that the roads were difficult to travel, that would be fine. But bandits are rampant in Kuizhou, and Ran Ping, the barbarian leader of Badong, has also taken the opportunity to occupy Badong, Qingjiang and other places. With their commotion, I probably won't be able to deliver my goods to Yuzhou on time. Sigh."

"It's thanks to the goddess An Qingwan of Xiaoxiang that the conflict between the Cao Gang and the Liangjiang Gang was resolved, otherwise the waterway on Xunyang River would probably be impassable now."

“Those martial arts practitioners in Kuizhou are all arrogant and reckless, relying on their strength. Instead of following the example of Heroine An to punish evil and promote good, they have even started to engage in robbery and plunder. They truly deserve to die!”

The world is a difficult place.

People's livelihood is difficult.

Heavy rain is unpleasant enough, but these sighs only amplify the sorrow.

Just as the merchants in the inn were about to chat a bit more about the state of the world, a man wearing a straw hat, sitting in the corner and who was otherwise inconspicuous, suddenly placed a sword on the table.

clang!

The crisp sound attracted the attention of everyone in the inn.

Especially those merchants we talked to earlier.

Upon seeing the man in the straw hat, their expressions changed drastically.

This person is clearly a member of the martial arts world.

This martial arts figure, who had been silent until they heard them rebuking the martial arts figures from Kuizhou, suddenly took action, clearly angered by their words.

The merchants were secretly complaining bitterly.

Who are these people from the martial arts world?

Many times they are not human!

They might kill an entire family just because of a single glance, or they might arbitrarily ambush and kill passersby simply because they forgot to bring money.

The person they encountered today was clearly not a human being.

While the merchants were filled with anxiety, the innkeeper also noticed something amiss.

He quickly stepped out from behind the stage: "Great hero..."

The swordsman interrupted him: "Get out of the way."

The shopkeeper said with a bitter face, "Great hero..."

The swordsman retorted, "Get out of the way if you don't want to die."

He placed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and without making any other movement, the scabbard sprang out on its own, revealing the gleaming blade.

This move was so skillful that the shopkeeper, a man of great experience, immediately hid.

The merchants felt a chill run down their spines.

After a long silence, one person finally mustered the courage to step forward.

"I was wrong just now, I shouldn't have..."

The swordsman said, "It wasn't you."

The merchant who stepped forward was taken aback: "Not me?"

The swordsman said, "Behind you."

Behind you?

Everyone looked over, but saw no one behind the merchant. They looked outside the inn and finally noticed something amiss.

There was a person standing on the rain-soaked street.

Another swordsman.

He stood quietly, like a sword with its sharp edge fully revealed.

Just a glimpse from afar made the people in the inn feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

What a terrifying murderous aura!

What a terrifying person!

"The Seven Swords Melody?" asked the swordsman in the inn.

Qu Feng said, "It's me."

The swordsman said, "I've heard that you've never killed more than seven people with your sword."

Qu Feng said, "That was in the past. Now, I can kill someone with just one sword!"

The swordsman said, "You've come to kill me?"

Qu Feng said, "No."

The swordsman said, "You want to kill An Qingwan?"

Qu Feng said, "That's right, I'm going to kill her."

The swordsman said, "You want to be famous?"

Qu Feng said, "I'm famous enough, but it's not enough!"

The swordsman nodded.

He had seen far too many people in the martial arts world who wanted to become famous.

He was once one of them, but he saw through it all and decided to lay down his sword.

But he still didn't see things clearly enough. A swordsman, a renowned swordsman, can never put down his sword.

Because it is not possible.

Even if he wanted to, many people in the martial arts world would disagree.

Reputation is a burden, and once you have it, it's very, very difficult to get rid of!

The swordsman said, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Qu Feng confidently stated, "I'm afraid of dying, but I won't die."

The swordsman said, "If you insist on challenging An Qingwan, you will surely die."

Qu Feng sneered, "Zhu Qi, you're too old. You can't even imagine how fast my sword is. It's unparalleled in speed!"

Zhu Qi sighed and said, "A sword never grows old. If you don't even understand this, you should hurry home. You are still young. As long as you are willing to practice, you will definitely understand."

The musical style, however, didn't resonate with it.

His self-confidence is beyond what others can imagine.

Over the past three years, he has defeated ninety-nine famous swordsmen, and now he only needs one more to complete his mission.

He originally intended to choose Zhu Qi as the last person, but An Qingwan suddenly became famous throughout the country, so he changed his mind.

Qu Feng said, "Zhu Qi, are you determined to stop me from killing An Qingwan?"

Zhu Qi said, "I only admire your sword, and I don't want to see you die like this. An Qingwan's sword is no ordinary sword."

Qu Feng said, "I think not only is your sword old, but your heart is old too. You're completely infatuated with a woman."

He has already made his move.

They were three zhang apart.

With a flash of sword light, the scabbard remained in place, and he was already inside the inn.

This was an incredibly fast sword strike.

The others were still focused on the sword sheath and had no idea how he had gotten in.

Now, his sword is about to pierce Zhu Qi's throat.

But his sword failed to pierce Zhu Qi's throat.

His sword thrust out, piercing Zhu Qi's sword. Zhu Qi gripped his sword and slashed forward.