Chapter 38: The Grandmaster Swordsman... fled again

Died before achieving his goal...

It is no exaggeration to use this sentence to describe the swordsman who has three swords in his sword box.

All the chances to show off were shattered by this blow.

As soon as he stepped out of the lobby, his head was chopped off by a butcher knife that fell from the sky. He had no way to complain.

The blood-stained butcher knife floated in the air, very quietly, dripping with blood.

There was total silence in the Chen residence. Everyone was silent and stunned.

The other swordsmen of the sword sect stared with their eyes wide open, at a loss, either terrified or shocked.

How...how did he die?!

On the nanmu round table.

Jing Yue, who was drinking by himself, had his eyelids twitched slightly.

There was a full glass of wine in his hand, and the liquid on the surface was constantly vibrating and rippling.

Are they here? Jing Yue raised his head.

He knew that tonight would be the key to determining whether the sword sect could control Beiluo City.

The young master of Beiluo City no longer wanted to play along with the Sword Sect, so he finally showed his fangs and decided to use thundering means to eliminate the Sword Sect's influence in Beiluo City.

The suspended butcher knife suddenly retracted, and then shot out in front of everyone's ghostly gaze.

What kind of method is this?

Flying the sword in mid-air, like an immortal! Many swordsmen began to tremble in their hearts.

They looked at the swordsman with his head chopped off on the ground, then looked at the butcher knife flying away, and the expressions on their faces became ugly and hesitant.

But in the end, they had no choice but to go out.

They walked out of the lobby, each step was very heavy, and after walking about a hundred steps, they arrived at the garden of Chen Mansion.

The rockery, pavilion and small pond make the scenery picturesque.

However, the air in the entire garden was filled with solemnity and a terrifying, thick smell of blood that could not be dispersed.

Dozens of iron-blooded Beiluo soldiers, their cold armor stained with blood, and the long swords in their hands were also stained with blood.

By the small pond, there was a young man sitting in a wheelchair, holding a handful of steamed bread crumbs, which he scattered into the pond, attracting the fish in the pond to scramble for the food.

Next to the wheelchair, there was a fox-faced girl in a goose yellow dress with a beautiful smile, and there was also a little girl carrying a chessboard on her back, staring at the steamed bun crumbs with curiosity.

A middle-aged man in a black robe stood solemnly. He raised his hand and the blood-stained butcher knife fluttered into his hand.

The swordsmen from the sword sect and the merchants of all sizes in Beiluo City who walked out of the Chen Mansion felt their hearts suddenly tighten.

Crunch...

The sound of wooden wheels rubbing against the blue bricks on the ground could be heard.

Lu Fan, who originally had his back to the crowd, automatically turned his wheelchair. Lu Fan, dressed in a white robe, gently patted his palm to brush off the steamed bread crumbs, and looked at everyone indifferently.

The scorching sun began to set, the sunlight turned red, and sprinkled down like boiling blood.

Lu Fan leaned on the wheelchair, his eyes sweeping across everyone.

"There are thirty-seven merchants in Beiluo City. Are those thugs hired by you and the three great families?"

Then, Lu Fan lowered his head, played with his fingers, and said lightly.

Lu Fan's words were not harsh, but every merchant's heart tightened after hearing them.

They opened their mouths to say something.

But I just can't say it.

The leaders of the Liu and Zhu families felt their skin tremble violently. They looked at Liu Ye, Zhu Yishan, Chen Beixun and many other important figures from the Liu and Zhu families who were escorted by the iron-blooded soldiers. Their hearts seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand.

They knew that the Liu and Zhu families were finished.

"Lu Ping'an, what crime has my Liu family committed? If you destroy the Liu family, the industries involved in the Liu family and the trading industries involved in other cities will all fall into collapse! You will lead Beiluo City to eternal damnation!"

"It's the same with my Zhu family! You devil!"

"Your father, Lu Changkong, is such a reasonable person, but he gave birth to such an unreasonable evildoer like you!"

The leaders of the Liu and Zhu families all raised their hands and pointed at Lu Fan with trembling fingers, their beards trembling with anger.

Many businesses of all sizes in the surrounding area also echoed the sentiment.

The disciples of the sword sect drew out the swords from their boxes one after another.

The Chen family's private soldiers also moved, drew their longbows, and confronted Lu Fan and his group.

The atmosphere was tense.

However, Lu Fan's gaze passed over the leaders of the Zhu and Liu families and fell on the masters of the sword faction.

The sword masters all carry yellow pear wood sword cases and wear green shirts.

"The Sword School among all schools of thought."

Lu Fan narrowed his eyes.

The first school of thought he came into contact with was Dao Zong. However, it was obvious that Beiluo City was not Dao Zong's target.

The Sword Sect, on the other hand, was attempting to control the various schools of thought in Beiluo City.

According to Chen Beixun, the six defensive cities of the Great Zhou Dynasty were probably infiltrated by various schools of thought, which regarded the Great Zhou as a meal to be divided up at will.

The previous rebellion of the three great families in order to lure Tan Tai Xuan's army into the city was obviously influenced by the various schools of thought.

Nie Zhangqing opened his eyes.

He wiped the blood off the butcher knife.

After killing a Five Rings Grandmaster from a distance, Nie Zhangqing's hand holding the knife was trembling.

This is a master, not one of those useless Confucian scholars on the flower boat before.

Of course, to a large extent, he was able to successfully kill the opponent because of the impact of his sword-controlling technique and the unexpectedness.

Luo Cheng held the knife, his face full of excitement.

However, he was not careless because he knew that the next wave would be the last counterattack from these people.

"Sir, what should we do?"

Luo Cheng turned his head and looked at Lu Fan.

far away.

The leaders of the Liu and Zhu families were still shouting and cursing, trying to scare Lu Fan and show the interests at stake.

The same is true for many businesses, large and small.

Without them, Beiluo City would soon be in chaos.

"Kill him."

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand and said indifferently.

"The world will not stop functioning without you, and the same goes for Beiluo City. If you die, someone will naturally replace you."

Lu Fan's voice was very cold.

The noble families and merchants of all sizes who heard this suddenly fell silent.

Their hearts sank.

"Beiluo City...will be in chaos!"

A merchant businessman growled with red eyes.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Lu Fan glanced at the man and said, "So what if it's a mess?"

"If anyone feels that they can't survive in Beiluo City, they can just leave the city..."

"Let's see whether the world outside is in chaos or Beiluo City is more chaotic."

Lu Fan supported his chin with one hand and gently stroked the thin wool blanket covering his legs with the other hand.

Then, a cold word came out of his mouth.

"kill."

Luo Cheng's eyes suddenly became hot.

The blood-stained knife at his waist was suddenly unsheathed.

There was a clanging sound.

On the wall of the Chen mansion, armored soldiers who were dispatched by Luo Cheng from the top of the city appeared one by one, holding powerful crossbows in the army and aiming at the private army of the Chen family, as well as many merchants and powerful sword masters.

Several soldiers held iron shields and stood in front of Lu Fan.

"No!"

"Master Lu, I waited in the wrong place! Please spare my life!"

"It's the noble families who are trying to scare us! We are good citizens!"

When seeing the densely packed and cold army with powerful crossbows.

These merchants collapsed mentally. They knelt on the ground and cried bitterly. Facing death, they were left with only fear.

However.

There was no use in them crying.

Luo Cheng gave an order.

The crossbowmen shot arrows one after another.

In Chen's mansion, all the merchants were shot to death, with blood all over the ground.

The leaders of the Liu and Zhu families were shot to death without even having time to let out a scream.

The sword masters were unable to withstand the siege of the Iron Blood Army and were beaten and hacked to death one after another.

As for the Chen Mansion's private army, which had been weakened, they were no match for the elite Beiluo Iron Blood Army and were quickly wiped out.

Of course, there were also casualties on the defenders' side.

The air in the garden is filled with the smell of blood.

Lu Fan, sitting in a wheelchair, suddenly raised his head.

far away.

In the lobby of Chen Mansion.

A figure walked out slowly, carrying a wine glass.

It was the swordsman Jing Yue who had the four swords in the box.

A top-notch warrior from the sword sect, with wounds all over his body and covered in blood, crawled in front of Jing Yue.

With resentment in his eyes, he finally died and fell to the ground.

Jing Yue sighed.

The wine glass in his hand shook and he threw it up.

The wine was spilled.

In the sunset, it shines crystal clear.

Then, Jing Yue wiped the end of the sword case from bottom to top with two fingers, and a sword came out of the sheath, and the sound of clanging sword continued.

The Qi and blood in the body exploded six times.

The sword flashed like a torch and hit the celadon wine glass.

far away.

Nie Zhangqing held the butcher knife in his hand, took a solemn step, and stood in front of Lu Fan.

Six-ring Grandmaster Swordsman...

He let out a slight breath and gripped the butcher knife even tighter.

suddenly.

His eyes froze.

However, Jing Yue, the master swordsman who had burst out six bursts of energy and blood, drew his sword on the ground under his feet, and the sword body bent and bounced violently.

He carried Jing Yue's body onto the roof and ran quickly along the brick roof.

Looking at the figure fleeing quickly in the sunset.

Lu Fan felt inexplicably familiar.

This scene seems... I have seen it somewhere before.

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