MTL - The Melon-eating Swordsman In the Ancient Dragon World-Chapter 40 Blood Sword Yin Wuji

Chapter 40 Blood Sword Yin Wuji

 Sun Xiaohong’s question is of course also the question of everyone in the inn.

Old man Tianji glanced at You Longsheng, then shook his head and said, "This is a secret matter of Shaolin Temple, how do you know?

Knowing the inside story, in addition to the monks of Shaolin Temple, there are also Li Tanhua and Afei, and there is one of the Zangjian Sword Villa Shawang, who has been involved in the matter.

However, Li Tanhua and A Fei walked out of the Shaolin Temple together, which proves that the Shaolin Temple has determined that Li Tanhua is not a plum blossom thief. This matter has been concluded and there is no need to discuss it further. "

 “What about the real Plum Blossom Thief?” Sun Xiaohong asked.

"The real plum blossom thief..." Old Man Tianji took a puff of dry cigarette, exhaled a puff of smoke, and floated away, "The real plum blossom thief, even if he is not dead, will not dare to stand out."

"Why?"

"Because Li Tanhua and Fei Swordsman are targeting him, if he dares to show his face, he will not be able to escape the pursuit of these two people, nor can he escape the trial of Shaolin Temple." Old Man Tianji said, "With such two great masters and martial arts leaders Staring, do you think he still dares to show his face? "

Sun Xiaohong clapped her hands and said with a smile, "Of course I don't dare. If that's the case, even if the Plum Blossom Thief is still alive, wouldn't it be as good as dead?"

 Old man Tianji nodded, "If he still wants to come up with it, he must find a way to destroy these two great masters first."

Sun Xiaohong smiled and said, "Isn't this more difficult than climbing to the sky?"

 Old man Tianji nodded and said with a smile, "It is indeed more difficult than climbing to the sky."

As soon as he finished speaking, a sneer was heard from the inn. When everyone turned around, they saw a swordsman holding a wine glass with a sneer on his face.

"Xiao Li's flying swords are always flying, and the blows are so loud that my ears are ringing. I am about to challenge him to see if his sword is faster or mine."

The swordsman looked at Old Man Tianji, "Old man, since you know that he went to Shaolin, do you know where he is now?"

 Old man Tianji looked at the swordsman's sword, hands, and feet, then shook his head and said, "I'm just a storyteller in the world. How do I know the whereabouts of this great master Li Xunhuan?"

"How can a swordsman come from without any shoes and dare to challenge Li Xunhuan to a knife show?" A heavy drinking man suddenly taunted, "I can throw a knife at him, and even Yi Lai and Wudu Boy can't compare with it. You are in the weapons list." Where is it ranked and what’s your record?”

 The three swordsmen all turned their heads, and the six big men stood up one after another without giving in.

“What, you want to show off? We have seven Yellow River dragons running across the south and north of the Yellow River, and we are not afraid of anyone on both sides of the Yellow River!” A bald man said coldly.

"Seven dragons in the Yellow River?" A swordsman sneered, "Why are there only six of them?"

 “Seeking death!”

The leader, a slender man, shouted angrily, picked up the nine-ringed sword at his feet, raised it with one hand, and pointed it at the three of them, "Where did you come from? Do you dare to come to the edge of the Yellow River to discuss wildfires?"

This nine-ringed sword is a palm wide, the handle is a foot long, and weighs at least twenty kilograms. The big man held it horizontally with one hand, and it was as stable as a rock. This shows that his strength is not small, and he is not weak.

However, the swordsman didn't care. He narrowed his eyes and grasped the handle of the knife with his right hand.

 A war is about to break out.

Feng Wan quietly approached You Longsheng, "The Seven Dragons of the Yellow River have always been doing business without capital on both sides of the Yellow River. Their martial arts are not weak, their moves are good, and they don't provoke experts. Those three swordsmen should be from the northwest based on their accents."

You Longsheng nodded. The Seven Yellow River Floods appeared in the original work. The eldest brother was easily frightened by Tie Chuanjia, while the second brother recognized Li Xunhuan and quietly retreated with everyone. These two characteristics can indeed be seen.

 For ordinary Jianghu people, his martial arts skills are not weak, and his vision is indeed quite good.

The big man just made a mockery, obviously because they had been scared away by Li Xunhuan, so they naturally wanted to brag about Li Xunhuan's power, so as to show that he and others who were scared away by Li Xunhuan were not incompetent.

You Longsheng looked at the two sides with great interest. This was the first time since he traveled through time that he watched the battle between the two Jianghu people from the perspective of a bystander, and he felt very excited.

While the guests around the two tables were quietly retreating from the stall, You Longsheng drank some wine and peanuts, and started eating melon and watching a movie.

The next moment, the nine-ring knife struck the swordsman's shoulder, and the swordsman smiled coldly and drew the knife.

 “Choke!”

 “Dang, Dang, Dang!”

With just three moves, the nine-ringed sword was knocked away and nailed to the pillar, and the nine iron rings rang.

But the tall and tall man held his wrist and stepped back continuously, with blood dripping from his fingers. However, he was hit in the wrist by a knife from the opposite side, and his hand tendons were almost destroyed.                                            �

Two single swords, Emei thorns, double short spears, and chain spears were all drawn out, and then the tall and tall man was protected behind him.

“Today we admit our defeat and ask the three of us to leave our names so that the seven dragons of the Yellow River can remember them forever!”

“Then listen carefully, we are...”

 “Bang!”

The door of the inn lobby was pushed open, and a figure dressed in bright red walked in from the dark wind and snow.

Everyone looked at him and saw this man wearing red clothes and a bright red cloak, with a blood-red red sheath sword hanging on his waist. His eyebrows were sharp, but there was an indescribable gloominess.

“Three Swordsmen of Mobei, were you the ones who killed Chu Qi, the Red Wind Sword, at Fenglingdu?”

The swordsman who was interrupted narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Who are you, the one who wants to avenge that Chu Qi?"

Although he did not answer, it was no different from admitting it personally.

There was no emotion or anger on the visitor's face, and he still said expressionlessly, "Don't you know that Red Wind Sword Chu Qi is a disciple of Blood Sword Yin Wuji?"

“I heard that, so what, you are the Blood Sword Yin Wuji?”

Yin Wuji's face finally showed a ferocious smile, "Yes, I am the Blood Sword Yin Wuji."

The next moment, Yin Wuji suddenly jumped forward, like a ball of blood, and hit the three people.

 “Seeking death!”

"kill!"

Yin Wuji's momentum is definitely not comparable to that of the Seven Dragons of the Yellow River. The other two swordsmen also drew their swords at the same time. The three long swords turned into three groups of bright sword lights. The finished shape of the sword struck directly at Yin Wuji's neck, chest, and Dantian.

 “Choke!”

Yin Wuji finally drew his sword. His sword blade was also blood red. He faced the sword light from the opposite direction without dodge. Then he twisted his body and penetrated it in the blink of an eye.

 “Dang, Dang, Dang!”

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ification!

 “Ahhhh!”

You Longsheng could clearly see that the martial arts of the three swordsmen were not weak, but Yin Wuji was obviously stronger. His body shape and swordsmanship were all top-notch, and his moves were quick and vicious. The three swordsmen worked together to kill him. Even though they were in the middle, they couldn't hurt him.

 But their bodies frequently spurted out blood.

"retreat!"

A swordsman shouted sharply and wanted to get out of the inn, but as soon as his feet left the ground, he felt a cold on his ankles, and then his legs felt weak and he fell back.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　ification!

 The next moment, Yin Wuji's **** sword wiped the necks of the three swordsmen.

Just now, he was about to compete with Li Xunhuan, but Mobei's three swordsmen, who were overwhelming the seven dragons of the Yellow River, turned into three dead men.

You Longsheng clicked his tongue, the world of ancient dragons is indeed a world where swords are drawn at the slightest disagreement. The story of Li Xunhuan is just a famous episode in this real world, but in this real world, stories are happening every moment.

　　 Even the supporting character mentioned casually in the original work also has his own story.

 Then, he saw Yin Wuji turning to look at him.

Yin Wuji stared at You Longsheng, saw him put another peanut into his mouth, chewed it in two mouthfuls and swallowed it, and then said calmly, "Is the monkey trick I performed good?"

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PS small interaction: Does anyone remember where the blood sword Yin Wuji was mentioned in the original work?

 (End of this chapter)