Chapter 250 Liu Lang, Don't Be Reckless (Seeking Monthly Tickets)
Liu Lang raised an eyebrow slightly. "What?"
Is it an honor to know your name?
"Or do you have a special status in Vajrasattva, so that everyone has to treat you with utmost respect?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he sneered and said, "I, 'Knife Maniac,' rely on my long sword when I roam the martial world. I won't be intimidated by any reputation."
Lu Jiunan's angry expression froze for a moment. He looked him up and down, then suddenly asked:
"Wasn't it you last night?"
Even after being stabbed twice and covered in blood, Ge Muxiao thought for a moment, then covered his wounds and gritted his teeth, saying:
"Elder brother, the person in Chunyu Tower last night was not him!"
"The swordsman's swordsmanship was even sharper last night!"
Liu Lang paused for a moment, glancing back and forth at the expressions of the two men, all the while thinking of Chunyu Tower.
He suddenly realized that the boss must have met with them last night.
He then slammed his knife into the ground, grinning as he said, "You're talking about 'Desert Northern Blade Madman' Liu Lang, right?"
"I am the 'Shuzhou Blade Madman'."
Upon hearing this, Lü Jiunan's eyes turned sinister.
He naturally wouldn't believe Liu Lang's clumsy and awkward attempt at concealment.
If the person who appeared at Chunyu Tower last night was not "Knife Madman" Liu Lang, then there is only one possibility left.
—Liu Wu!
However, thinking about this only made Lü Jiunan feel even heavier.
He suddenly realized that if the person in Chunyu Tower was indeed Liu Wu, then Liu Wu was terrifying.
"A martial artist who is so young and possesses perfected spear skills and mastered great sword skills, his talent alone is the greatest threat."
"Besides, he followed me and Ge Muxiao from Chunyu Tower to Quchi, so he must have overheard my conversation with Liu Taoyao and the others."
Thinking of this, Lü Jiunan's face grew even more sinister and cold.
He looked at Liu Lang and said, "No wonder you're here. Did he send you to keep an eye on us?"
Liu Lang continued to feign ignorance, "Him? Who is he?"
"I, 'Shuzhou Blade Madman,' do not understand what you are talking about."
"Hmph, it's no use denying it!"
"Liu Wu's strange appearance last night almost fooled us. I'll find him after I've dealt with you!"
After Lu Jiunan finished speaking, he did not hesitate any longer and flew up.
On the other side, Ge Muxiao seized the opportunity to pick up the short axe and charged towards Liu Lang together.
The surging spiritual energy of heaven and earth instantly swept away the surrounding rain.
Seeing this, Liu Lang gave a bitter smile to himself.
"Boss, why didn't you say anything beforehand when you met them last night using my identity?"
"Now we're exposed."
He's quite carefree.
Faced with the combined forces of Lü Jiunan, whose cultivation was a whole realm higher than his, and the injured Ge Muxiao, he was not flustered at all; on the contrary, he was worried that they would ruin Chen Yi's plans.
"Now that things have come to this, I hope it hasn't affected the boss."
Liu Lang took a deep breath, his eyes fixed on Lü Jiunan who was speeding towards him, and a smile of excitement appeared on his face.
Then he stood still and slashed out with his sword.
The blade's intent was as sharp as the wind, directly blocking Ge Muxiao's path and halting his attack.
The blade flew past, leaving a long, ten-foot-long mark on the stone pavement.
"You're too weak. Just stand there and watch, lest I kill you with one blow."
Before he finished speaking, Liu Lang didn't even look at Ge Muxiao, and went straight to greet Lü Jiunan.
"This is the first time I've encountered a sorcerer from the Kingdom of Vashj. Don't disappoint me!"
Ge Muxiao watched his retreating figure, his face turning red and then pale, and charged forward with a furious roar, ignoring everything else.
"You, Wei dog, you're asking for death!"
Liu Lang glanced at it sideways, a mocking look flashing across his face.
"Not very capable, but very boastful."
As he spoke, he turned his feet upside down, his long sword slicing through a semicircle before slashing out again.
This time he didn't hold back.
After the first strike, he swayed slightly and then approached Ge Muxiao at an even faster speed.
With one hand gripping the hilt upright and the other gripping it backward, before Ge Muxiao could dodge, he unleashed another powerful slash.
Perhaps angered by his previous words, Ge Muxiao advanced instead of retreating, gripping his short axe and charging forward with all his might.
A flash of silvery-white light suddenly appeared on the axe blade.
The next moment.
clang!
The axe blade clashed with the longsword, producing a deafening roar.
Then a flash of light appeared, shattering the axe blade as it slashed diagonally across Ge Muxiao's shoulder, severing his left hand.
Clang.
The short axe landed on the ground with the severed arm, and Ge Muxiao's eyes widened in rage, almost driving him mad.
How dare you—
Liu Lang slightly pursed his lips, seemingly very dissatisfied with the strike.
"This slash didn't kill you, so you do have some skill."
"but……"
Before he could finish speaking, Lü Jiunan flew over, ignoring the severely injured Ge Muxiao, his eyes only on Liu Lang.
As soon as he got close, he threw out two daggers from each hand.
A whooshing sound cut through the air.
Liu Lang immediately abandoned Ge Muxiao, dodged two daggers to the side, and then used his longsword to knock away the other two.
"Good timing!"
Liu Lang shouted at Lü Jiunan, who was ten feet away, and charged forward with his sword.
He channeled his inner energy into his hands.
It draws upon the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, gathering it around its body and attaching it to the longsword.
Then a ray of light appeared, which actually evaporated the surrounding rainwater into vapor.
Seeing this, Lü Jiunan remained unmoved, and with a few flicks of his wrists, several wooden figures fell out from his sleeves.
Before they even landed, the wooden figures charged at Liu Lang.
Following the wooden figure, Lü Jiunan continued his actions, flicking his fingers to release several puppets.
—Made of hemp cloth sewn together, with the hay inside faintly visible, and silver needles pinned to the center of the forehead.
As soon as the dolls appeared, they exploded, forming life-sized scarecrows supported upright on the ground by a wooden stick.
Only then did Lü Jiunan put his hands together in prayer.
With a snap.
Dozens or even hundreds of thin threads emerged from the arms of several scarecrows, bypassing the wooden figures and wrapping around Liu Lang.
The whistling sound of something cutting through the air was incessant.
Just as Liu Lang was about to cut the silk threads, he suddenly smelled a foul stench.
He knew something was wrong and quickly retreated.
At the same time, as he passed Ge Muxiao, he kicked him away and blocked his way.
"you!?"
Ge Muxiao ignored his curses and looked at the fine, hair-like threads rushing towards him, a look of fear on his face.
"No, elder brother, you, you..."
However, Lü Jiunan continued to stare at Liu Lang with a cold face, showing no intention of stopping.
In the blink of an eye, the threads passed through Ge Muxiao's body.
Ge Muxiao's face froze in fear as he stared blankly at Lü Jiunan.
"Brother..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was torn to pieces and lay on the ground, his blood stained red by the rain.
Not only that, but wisps of black smoke were also rising from those chunks of meat.
It turned into pus at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Liu Lang glanced at it and couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, you even kill your own people, are you even human?"
Despite the cursing, he didn't dare to stop for a moment.
If those threads were merely sharp, that would be one thing; his swordsmanship would be more than enough to handle them.
But the sorcerer from Vaishsa Kingdom smeared something deadly on it.
The potency of its poison is evident from the fate of Ge Muxiao.
Lu Jiunan remained unmoved, his clasped hands moving rapidly, causing the silk threads to spiral and swirl towards Liu Lang at an even faster speed.
"You caused the death of one of my Peacock Flag's Golden Lions, so you'll have to pay with your life!"
Liu Lang slashed out with his sword, sending the nearby silk threads flying, cursing under his breath: "He was clearly killed by you."
As he spoke, he also looked around, searching for a way to deal with Lü Jiunan.
However, Black Fish Alley had no advantageous terrain, and no one dared to step forward to help him.
Even though there were many martial arts experts nearby who considered themselves quite powerful, they dared not attack Lü Jiunan due to their own cultivation levels.
"Boss, if you don't come soon, I'm going to... have to run away."
Liu Lang knew he was no match for Lü Jiunan, but he was confident he could escape.
But he was also somewhat unwilling to give up.
Leaving like this was truly frustrating for him.
He didn't even manage to strike Lü Jiunan once before being entangled by those wooden and scarecrow figures, which was truly unbecoming of his reputation as a "sword maniac."
Lu Jiunan saw through his intention and said coldly, "Knife Madman? Nothing special."
"Are you waiting for Liu Wu to arrive?"
"No need to wait any longer, just tell me where he is now."
"After I kill you, I will go and find him myself."
Liu Lang grinned, his words sharp and unforgiving: "You're going to tell me where the boss is, and then go run off to your death?"
He was indeed no match for Lü Jiunan.
But he didn't think Lü Jiunan would be a match for Chen Yi.
After all, besides martial arts, Chen Yi is also a master of medicine.
Even the elders of the Five Poisons Sect couldn't kill him, let alone the lowly Vajrasattva Kingdom's black magic in the Wei Dynasty.
"snort!"
Lu Jiunan sneered, "Then you can die first!"
In fact, he was even more anxious than Liu Lang at this moment.
It should be noted that he was not a江湖人 (jianghu person) from the Wei Dynasty, but a bandit from the Kingdom of Vaishsa.
Taking action here is inherently risky, as it could attract the attention of the city guards, the judicial authorities, and even those self-proclaimed righteous martial arts practitioners within the prefectural city.
Moreover, he also had affairs with Liu Hong, Lin Huai'an and others. If this were exposed, it would ruin their cooperation with the Peacock Banner and Shuzhou.
That was a consequence he absolutely did not want to see.
Thinking this, Lü Jiunan followed, taking the scarecrow beside him with him.
Together with the wooden figures and silk threads, they charged towards Liu Lang.
In an instant, the howling and roaring sounds continued, sweeping the already dilapidated Black Fish Alley into ruins.
The martial arts practitioners who were hiding nearby did not hesitate and quickly moved away.
"Is this guy 'Knife Maniac'?"
"I heard that he went to the three military towns with Elder Black Fang some time ago. I didn't expect him to be alive."
"Perhaps it was he who betrayed Mingyue Tower, otherwise, given Black Fang's caution, how could he have fallen into Xiao Jinghong's ambush?"
"Regardless of whether Liu Lang has broken the rules or not, his current adversary is the people of Vaishsa."
"If we just stand here and watch, we'll probably be ridiculed."
"What? Didn't you see it?"
"Even Liu Lang is no match for that sorcerer, so what use are we, these scattered soldiers, going there?"
"this……"
As the crowd whispered among themselves, they saw a horse-drawn carriage approaching from not far away.
However, the carriage did not go any further, but stopped at the entrance of Black Fish Lane.
The driver had his head down, so his face was obscured; all that could be seen was that he was old and thin.
Inside the carriage behind him, Zhao Shichang, who had just left, surveyed the distant battle with a slightly gloomy expression.
“Young master, this man is ‘Knife Madman’ Liu Lang.”
Liu Taoyao, standing beside her, said "Oh," and then asked, "Last night, that gunman named Liu Wu said that he and Liu Lang were very close friends?"
"That's right."
"If possible, let Lü Jiunan spare his life."
Zhao Shichang looked troubled and said to him, "Young master, I'm afraid this is not appropriate."
"Right now, Lü Jiunan and Liu Lang are fighting fiercely. Regardless of who wins or loses, it will attract attention."
"If you were to appear now, I'm afraid..."
Liu Taoyao understood what he meant, thought for a moment, and shook her head, saying, "Then let's forget about it."
Looking at the distant flashes of swords and the clash of weapons, he exclaimed in admiration:
"Those who are skilled in martial arts and have strong cultivation are truly enviable."
Liu Taoyao was a scholar, and her martial arts were only for physical fitness. Seeing Liu Lang and Lü Jiunan's performance, she naturally felt envious.
If he also possessed the cultivation level of the middle third rank, his achievements would certainly surpass his current level.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Shichang sighed inwardly. Fortunately, he had managed to persuade the man, otherwise, if he had ruined the master's plans, the trouble would have been even greater.
"Young master, it would be best to get Lü Jiunan to leave as soon as possible."
"The longer he stays here, the bigger the trouble will be."
He paused, then continued, "Now that Asutai and Zeng Zhifeng are missing, we still need to rely on Lü Jiunan to find them."
Liu Taoyao nodded, "Go do it."
Zhao Shichang breathed a sigh of relief, patted the driver in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for your trouble, Uncle Tianming."
The coachman nodded slightly, then stepped down from the carriage and, taking advantage of the dim clouds, quickly approached Liu Lang and Lü Jiunan.
As he walked, he would occasionally flick out a few silver needles from his hand.
After a barely audible explosion, the martial arts practitioners, whose minds were focused on the battle between Liu Lang and Lü Jiunan, continued until the very end.
Even some beggars who were hiding in the corners and spying couldn't escape the death-stealing silver needles.
In the blink of an eye, several people died.
Seeing this, Zhao Shichang, who was in the carriage, whispered, "Young Master, with Uncle Tianming's help, I believe Lü Jiunan should be able to withdraw quickly."
Liu Taoyao nodded, her gaze sweeping over the fallen martial artists, and sighed:
"Unfortunately, Liu Tianming is already advanced in years and has no chance of breaking through to the third rank in this lifetime."
At this point, he thought of Liu Wu, whom he had met last night, and a look of regret appeared on his face.
"If Liu Wu and Liu Lang can be used by me, why should I worry about not succeeding in my great cause?"
Zhao Shichang naturally understood his thoughts and echoed, "They...it's truly a pity..."
Unfortunately, it's no longer important right now.
As long as Uncle Liu clears away the onlookers and ensures Lü Jiunan's safe departure, it won't affect the major events.
soon.
The Liu Tianming they mentioned killed dozens of people and almost wiped out all the onlookers.
Only one martial arts practitioner, dressed in a black robe and wearing a bamboo hat, remained, standing closest to Liu Lang and Lü Jiunan.
Liu Tianming used the same trick again, throwing out two silver needles.
Swoosh, swoosh.
A series of soft whooshing sounds pierced the air.
What made Liu Tianming frown was that the two silver needles did not penetrate the black-robed man's body as easily as before.
He was actually pinched between two fingers by that person.
Liu Tianming glanced at him and said in a low voice, "You're not weak."
"But this is not the place for you. If you don't want to cause trouble, please leave immediately."
He knew that the commotion here had already alerted many people, and the longer it dragged on, the more attention it would attract.
Therefore, he was unwilling to waste time fighting with others.
Upon hearing this, the man in black robes turned his head and glanced at him, the black iron mask under his hat glowing faintly.
"You're right, it's indeed time to leave."
"you……"
Before Liu Tianming could drive him away, the man in black robes turned to Liu Lang and Lü Jiunan, who were fighting in the distance, and said:
"'Sword Maniac,' your sword is so dull it looks rusty. How dare you challenge me to a duel?"
Liu Lang was startled when he heard the sound and almost got hit by the silk threads.
After dodging the attack in a disheveled manner, he looked at the man in black robes and called out in a helpless tone:
"Boss, this sorcerer is not only more skilled than me, but he's also covered in poison. He's really troublesome."
The man in black robes was Chen Yi.
Upon hearing this, he laughed and scolded, "Weak is weak, what excuse are you making?"
Liu Lang gritted his teeth and stopped dodging, turning around to charge at Lü Jiunan who was chasing after him.
"That's what you said."
"If I am unfortunately infected, I will have to trouble you to help me."
But before he could even make contact with the threads, he suddenly saw a dark figure appear in front of him in the blink of an eye.
"I don't have time for you to show off."
"You go and take care of that old guy over there, I'll handle him."
Seeing Chen Yi make a move, Liu Lang curled his lips, muttered "You should have said so earlier," and then turned to attack Liu Tianming.
Lu Jiunan looked at Chen Yi, a hint of solemnity appearing on his face, and said in a deep voice:
Who exactly are you?
"Last night, you first showed up at Chunyu Tower and ruined my plans, then you followed me. What were you trying to do?"
Chen Yi looked at the threads swirling around him and said with a smile:
Why are you all so curious about my identity?
"Even if they know my identity, so what?"
He paused, then looked at Lü Jiunan, "Can I let you escape with your life?"
(End of this chapter)
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