Chapter 154

After the Autumn Wind Brothel assassins left, Zhu Lanting mounted his horse and galloped away with them.

The shopkeeper frowned and said, "Isn't it inconvenient for you to go?"

Usually, when the Autumn Wind Brothel killed someone, the employer could not be present.

But under such circumstances, how could Zhu Lanting bear it?

He and Shen Lang were mortal enemies. It wasn't easy for him to encounter Shen Lang alone. Naturally, he wanted to personally witness Shen Lang's death.

If possible, he wanted to cut off Shen Lang's head with his own hands.

What else in the world could be more satisfying than killing one's enemy with one's own hands?

"I can add a thousand gold coins," Viscount Zhu Lanting said.

The shopkeeper of the Autumn Wind Brothel thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Previously, Zhu Lanting had been very stingy. But now that he was almost bankrupt, he had become generous.

Because now, vengeance had become his only belief. Since he had no assets left, spending the last of his gold coins was no big deal.

The two of them rode south, following the dozens of assassins.

The closer they were to success, the more uneasy Zhu Lanting felt.

"Shopkeeper Xue, there won't be any accidents during this assassination, right? Shen Lang is an especially cunning person. He has no spare plans."

Viscount Zhu Lanting was at a great disadvantage in this regard.

Shopkeeper Xue was also from the Xue family of the Wuan Count House. He was just a servant with a higher status.

The Autumn Wind Brothel was an assassin organization. What kind of business did they do?

They sold pastries!

Their pastries were very famous. They were exquisitely made and delicious. They were famous throughout the State of Yue.

Shopkeeper Xue Feng was the shopkeeper of the Autumn Wind Brothel in Nujiang Prefecture. He was in charge of one-third of the business in Tiannan Province.

On the surface, he seemed to have nothing to do with assassin organizations or even the Xue family. He was just a fat shopkeeper who sold pastries. Moreover, he was once an outstanding pastry chef.

Those who were not high-ranking would not know that the Autumn Wind Brothel was the strongest assassin organization in the State of Yue.

After hearing Zhu Lanting's words, Shopkeeper Xue smiled disdainfully and said, "As long as we accept the order, there is no one that the Autumn Wind Brothel cannot kill."

After saying that, he handed over a portrait.

"This person is Shen Lang's coachman." Shopkeeper Xue Feng said, "Our Autumn Wind House has a list of the world's experts, we have portraits of each and every one of them. This person can't even be considered half an expert. Moreover, his temples are sunken, his skin is haggard, and his tendons and veins are dried up. He is not a martial artist at all. "

Zhu Lanting was immediately impressed, but she was still worried. "This scoundrel Shen Lang is really sinister and cunning. We'd better be careful. What if he has an ambush by his side?"

Shopkeeper Xue Feng said, "I've checked. There are no ambushes within a radius of several dozen li. I have already sent out a third of the Nujiang branch. Not to mention one Shenlang, even if there were ten Shenlang, it would be more than enough. To put it more bluntly, even if Jin Mulan was there, Shen Lang would still be dead. "

Zhu Lanting was relieved.

It was impossible for Shen Lang to have someone who was more skilled than Jin Mulan, so he was definitely going to die this time.

"Since he is so easy to kill, why are you charging me ten thousand gold coins?" Zhu Lanting asked.

Shopkeeper Xue Feng said, "Viscount Zhu Lanting, the person you want to kill is the son-in-law of the Count House. I can tell you that if it weren't for the fact that the higher-ups don't like seeing Shen Lang alive, we wouldn't have accepted your offer no matter how much money you offered. "

The higher-ups?

The Xue Clan's Master? Or the Third Prince?

Viscount Zhu Lanting said, "Then, can I personally kill Shen Lang later? I can pay more! "

… … …

Sword King Li Qianqiu continued on his way.

Shen Lang recalled Grandmaster Zhong Chuke's evaluation of his martial talent.

The person in front of him was also a Grandmaster, and a super awesome one at that. Shen Lang couldn't help but ask, "Senior Sword King, can you help me take a look at my meridians? Is it suitable for practicing martial arts? "

"Not suitable."

Shen Lang was stunned.

Senior Sword King, you … you are so honest.

Look at Grandmaster Zhong Chuke, he really knows how to talk.

Li Qianqiu said, "Your wife's martial talent is very high, but she can't be compared to Big Fool. I have never seen such heaven-defying meridians."

Shen Lang was shocked. "You know about Big Fool?"

Li Qianqiu said, "Zhong Chuke brought him to see me."

Shen Lang understood that Grandmaster Zhong Chuke had brought Big Fool to show off.

It seemed like these two Grandmasters were good friends. However, the better the friend, the more he had to show off in front of the other party.

Previously, you had an outstanding disciple like Tang Yan. Now, my Big Fool is even more amazing than you.

"So what if he's talented? There's nothing good about practicing martial arts, "Li Qianqiu said." So what if I'm skilled? I know where my enemy is, but I'm still helpless. "

His voice was filled with helplessness.

"Authority is the strongest force in this world. In front of authority, martial arts are nothing!

"Jiang Li is publicly recognized as the number one martial artist in the world, while the emperor of the Great Yan Empire doesn't know martial arts. But in the end, the Great Yan Empire unified the world, and all the other countries bowed their heads to it!

"So what if we Grandmasters are highly skilled? We can defeat a hundred people, but can we defeat a thousand or ten thousand people? "

The Sword King's voice was filled with desolation.

Shen Lang said, "Senior Sword King, I temporarily have no antidote for your wife's poison, but … I will think of a way. Hopefully, one day, she will recover to her original state."

The Sword King was stunned, but he nodded. "Thank you."

Shen Lang said, "Senior, your disciple, Tang Yan, is extremely talented. He should be second only to Big Fool, right?"

The Sword King shook his head. "No, there's another person who is even more talented than Tang Yan, second only to Big Fool."

"Who?" Shen Lang asked.

The Sword King said, "Qiu Yao 'er!"

"Her?" Shen Lang couldn't help but be shocked. "How could Qiu Tianwei have such a powerful daughter?"

The Sword King said, "I find it strange too!"

Shen Lang said, "Big Fool's father is called Song Yi. He is just a small leader of a civilian army. His martial arts are very ordinary. Is this … possible?"

The Sword King thought for a while and said, "There is a possibility of a mutation in the bloodline, but … the probability is very low. Generally speaking, martial arts talent is also inherited. "

What the hell?

Shen Lang felt that there might be a very shocking story behind this.

Big Fool's mother was very beautiful, very beautiful.

She fled all the way to Maple Leaf Village in Xuanwu City and married Song Yi. Seven months later, she gave birth to Big Fool.

Many people thought that Big Fool was stupid because he was born prematurely.

But … could there be such a big premature birth?

After giving birth to Big Fool, his biological mother died.

After that, Song Yi's attitude towards Big Fool was very cold and heartless. After being injured, he was directly thrown into a ravine to wait for death.

Now it seemed that it was not Song Yi who poisoned his child, but another story.

Shen Lang said, "How powerful is Qiu Yao 'er?"

The Sword King thought for a while and said, "In a few years, she will catch up with us."

No way? So powerful?

This female pirate is so strong? I didn't expect it at all.

The two fell into silence.

The Sword King was indeed not good at chatting.

Suddenly, the Sword King said, "Shen Lang, Xuan Wu Mansion is like an abyss. If there is a day when disaster comes, you can come to my Sword Island. We stand aloof from the world. I don't have the ability, but I might be able to save your life. "

Shen Lang was extremely moved.

This Sword King was really a person with a cold face but a warm heart.

But thinking about it, it was normal. He could teach a martial arts fanatic like Tang Yan, so he should be a similar person.

And at this moment!

The sound of horse hooves could be heard.

Shen Lang's carriage was surrounded!

Dozens of killers from the Autumn Wind House and more than ten warriors from the Zhu family surrounded Shen Lang and the Sword King.

"Hahahaha …"

There was a burst of laughter.

Before the person was seen, the voice was heard.

Viscount Zhu Lanting came out from the crowd, looking at Shen Lang with incomparable hatred.

"Shen Lang, you didn't expect it, did you? We meet again."

Shen Lang was shocked and said, "Viscount Zhu Lanting, how have you been? Oh my god, what happened to your family recently? Why are you so haggard? "

It would have been better if he didn't mention it, but now that it was mentioned, Viscount Zhu Lanting almost exploded. He said coldly, "Shen Lang, what have you done? You dug the dam of my reservoir and destroyed my family's hundred years of foundation. You are so vicious!"

Shen Lang shrank his neck and said, "Viscount Zhu Lanting, please don't wrongly accuse me. I don't even know where your house is. Besides, I was hundreds of miles away in the Nujiang hunting ground that day. Did it happen in the morning? I was helping my wife put on a dress, and I was slapped. Look, look, the right side of my face is the evidence. Do you see the palm print? "

Zhu Lanting roared, "Shen Lang, you clown. You are still acting at this time. How shameful and ridiculous!"

Shen Lang said, "Viscount Zhu Lanting, what are you doing with so many people? Are you going to do something? "

Viscount Zhu Lanting grinned and said, "What can we do? Of course, we are going to take your dog life! "

Shen Lang was shocked and said, "You want to kill the son-in-law of the Count House in broad daylight? Aren't you guys a little too bold? "

"There is a path to heaven, but you don't want to take it. There is no door to hell, but you want to barge in," Viscount Zhu Lanting said. "You, Shen Lang, are courting death. Who can you blame? Why don't you stay in your turtle shell and stick your head out? If you don't die, who will? In this wilderness, killing you is like slaughtering a wild dog. Who will know? "

At this time, Sword King Li Qianqiu suddenly said, "Autumn Wind Brothel, you even accepted this mission. Killing the son-in-law of the Count House is against the rules, isn't it?"

Manager Xue Feng of the Nujiang branch said, "Shen Lang is just a son-in-law and an ant. Why can't we kill him?"

Shen Lang's eyes narrowed.

Autumn Wind Brothel?

South Sea Sword Sect's Yan Nanfei?

Xuan Wu Mansion's in-laws, the Xue Family?

Shen Lang said, "Your master wants to kill me?"

Manager Xue Feng said, "Not really. You are just a small character. Our master won't personally order your death. It's just that our master hates you. Once a small character is hated, he will die! "

Is this master the head of the Xue Family? Or is it the Third Prince?

Does Shen Lang have any enmity with the Third Prince?

Maybe a little!

For example, the Third Prince's lackey, Li Wenzheng, was killed by Shen Lang.

Moreover, the Third Prince's curse on the Crown Prince had almost implicated the Third Prince.

The Third Prince was quite powerful and was the only one who could stand up to the Crown Prince.

In terms of military support, he even surpassed the Crown Prince.

Viscount Zhu Lanting said, "Alright, Shen Lang, don't waste any more time. No one can save you in this wilderness. You are destined to die!

"Next, I will personally behead you. I will skin you alive, pull out your tendons, and feed your corpse to the dogs."

Even in the eighteenth level of hell, you will regret ever offending me! "

Then, Viscount Zhu Lanting suddenly pulled out his sword and roared, "Attack!"

The Sword King sighed softly, then got down from the carriage and pulled out his sword.

His sword was very special. It was a wooden sword.

He wasn't putting on a show, nor was he specialized in countering Meteor Fall. All these years, he had been using a wooden sword.

Moreover, it wasn't an impressive piece of wood, but a sword made from ordinary wood. It was very crude, like a child's toy.

Seeing this wooden sword, Manager Xue Feng of the Autumn Wind Brothel trembled. "May I ask who you are …"

The Sword King said, "The person you think I am."

Then, he shook his body lightly.

The coarse gray robe he was wearing fell to the ground, revealing a green robe.

The weather-beaten coachman was gone, replaced by a handsome middle-aged man, a master of his generation.

Just by standing there, he was like an immovable mountain.

Manager Xue Feng of the Autumn Wind Brothel trembled and said, "Mi- Mister Li, can you pretend you never saw us today?"

"No," the Sword King said.

Manager Xue Feng said, "Li Qianqiu, behind me is Grandmaster Yan Nanfei, the Wuan Count House, and His Highness the Third Prince. Do you dare to kill me?"

The Sword King said, "This is the wilderness, and no one knows."

Manager Xue Feng gritted his teeth and said miserably, "Then … let's go all out …"

Before he could finish his sentence, his head was already gone.

Following that, the assassins of the Autumn Wind Brothel charged at Li Qianqiu like moths to a flame.

They were truly brave and fearless.

Then, Shen Lang witnessed an incomparably bizarre scene.

The Sword King stood on the spot, motionless.

One slash, one slash, one slash.

In a short two minutes, the dozens of assassins from the Autumn Wind Brothel were all killed.

This swordsmanship didn't look impressive at all. It wasn't exquisite at all.

He just raised his hand to kill.

He didn't even need to stab them.

It looked as if the assassins had charged forward and died.

This … this was the Waiting for Rabbits Sword Art?

Shen Lang was stunned. He couldn't help but ask, "Senior, is this your Starfall Sword Art?"

The Sword King said, "This isn't a sword art at all."

Starfall Sword Art?

These people weren't worthy of the Sword King using it.

Why would he need a sword art to kill these people?

Shen Lang couldn't help but feel envious.

"Senior, I suddenly feel like practicing the sword."

The Sword King said indifferently, "Don't waste time."

F * ck, you really don't know how to chat!

Shen Lang asked, "Senior, will my wife be so powerful in the future?"

The Sword King said, "It was originally impossible, but because of you, she will also be as powerful in the future, perhaps even more powerful. In terms of deciphering martial arts manuals, you are the most talented person I have ever seen. "

Shen Lang was overjoyed. Senior Sword King, you really know how to chat.

Following that, the Sword King walked out.

One slash, one slash, one slash, he killed all the warriors around Zhu Lanting.

F * ck, what a boring swordsmanship.

I didn't even see you use a second move. You can't even be bothered to raise your hand. There's not even a single movement.

This feeling was like a level 50 warrior in a game of Legend of Mir wielding a dragon saber to kill chickens in the beginner's village.

By the time Zhu Lanting reacted, there was no longer a single living person around him.

Everyone was dead, and he was the only one left.

What happened?

Who is this person in front of me?

The Sword King said, "Shen Lang, I can't kill this person."

He placed his wooden sword lightly on Zhu Lanting's neck.

It was clearly a light wooden sword, but it seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms. Zhu Lanting fell to the ground, unable to move at all.

Shen Lang asked, "Why?"

Li Qianqiu said, "I am of humble birth, and every time I see a noble, I feel inferior. Whenever I think about killing a noble, I feel terrified. I feel like I am going against the entire royal family, so I don't dare to kill him. "

Shen Lang was taken aback.

Senior Sword King, are all martial grandmasters this cowardly, or are you the only one like this?

You don't dare to kill him, but I do.

Not to mention a mere viscount, even if he is a noble, I can kill him without anyone noticing.

Shen Lang squatted down in front of Zhu Lanting.

"Shen Lang, w-what are you trying to do? I am a viscount! I am the flag of the Monarch's new government! You can't kill me, you can't kill me! "

Shen Lang took out a porcelain bottle and waved it in front of Zhu Lanting.

Zhu Lanting trembled in fear. The hatred and anger in his heart seemed to have disappeared without a trace, replaced by a boundless desire to live.

"Shen Lang, Shen, I beg you, don't kill me! I promise that I will never be your enemy again. I will never go against you again.

"Shen, I was blind to have offended you in the past. I was wrong, I was really wrong …

"Master Shen, it was not easy for me to live to this day, it was not easy … From now on, I will do anything for you …"

Shen Lang felt disgusted when he saw Viscount Zhu Lanting bawling his eyes out.

Tian Heng still had a backbone. Before he died, he still cursed loudly.

Shen Lang said, "Don't be afraid, Dalang. Drink your medicine!"

Then, he uncorked the bottle, pinched open Zhu Lanting's mouth, and poured the sulfuric acid in the bottle.

A moment later!

Thick smoke came out of Zhu Lanting's mouth.

"Ah … Ah … Ah …"

The viscount let out an unprecedentedly shrill and miserable howl!

It was as if he was in the 18th level of hell.

After screaming for a full 15 minutes, he finally died!

...

At the same time!

Xuan Wu Mansion finally welcomed its long-awaited guest!

The daughter of the Wu An Count House, Jin Mucong's fiancée, Xue Li.

Jin Zhuo Count did not expect that she would come in person.

...

Similarly!

Xu Qianqian, who had waited in Nu Tiao City for four whole days, finally saw the legendary demoness, Qiu Yao'er.

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