Chapter 200: Killing in the Street, Swords and Blades

"what happened?"

"Someone's fighting!"

"It's actually in Qingyuanju..."

On Liusu Street, many people heard the noise and subconsciously turned around to look.

Suddenly, among the countless colorful lanterns and paper umbrellas, two figures flew through the air, swords and knives rang out, and countless moves were made in an instant.

The overflowing sword energy and knife wind fell around, cutting the ropes one by one.

Countless lanterns and paper umbrellas flew into the sky and burned one after another, like gorgeous fireworks, forming a beautiful scroll with the entire tasseled street.

However, this extremely beautiful picture reveals a hint of murderous intent.

Bang~~
The broken knife in Song Lin's hand chopped the lantern that Tan Tai Xuanyin picked up with a sword into pieces, and then he slashed in front of her with the knife, and the knife almost brushed past her snow-white neck.

"Good sword skills."

Tan Tai Xuan Yin was dressed in white, her jade feet swung in the air on the rope, and her body flew backwards.

"This is just the beginning."

Song Lin chased after him relentlessly, slashing him with one blow after another, each one ruthlessly and without mercy.

He did not use his own unique skills, but only used the first six moves of the Foolish Sword, plus some common sword techniques in the martial arts world. He wanted to see how the skills of this generation of Jianzhai's true disciples differed from those of the past.

It's a good opportunity to test out Jianzhai's current strength.

"Humph."

Tan Tai Xuan Yin's face turned slightly cold.

She saw all the other party's contempt.

This is simply the most bizarre thing in the world. There are people in the martial arts world who look down on Jianzhai's true teachings? I wonder how many people she has stepped on to climb to this position?
"Today we'll see who gives you the confidence!"

hum-

The long sword in his hand suddenly emitted a ray of clear light, and in an instant the area dozens of meters around him seemed to turn into a world of swords.

Countless sword shadows meandered like spirit snakes, extremely agile.

The broken knife in Song Lin's hand seemed to be stuck in a mudflat, entangled by the sword lights, unable to break free for a while.

Blade and soul.

There are only wrong names, no wrong titles.

The agility of Tan Tai Xuan Yin's swordsmanship is indeed rare in the world.

"interesting."

Song Lin smiled faintly, and his expression finally showed some seriousness.

Since the other party has shown his best skills.

If I continue to do this, it would be too disrespectful.

Boom~~
Suddenly there was a strange heartbeat.

Tan Tai Xuan Yin subconsciously covered her chest.

at the same time.

Many people who stopped to watch the fight instinctively touched their chests and frowned, and they seemed to hear the sound of rushing water in their ears.

The sound seemed to come from... Everyone looked towards Song Lin's heart.

My pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Blood!

That is the sound of blood flowing.

What kind of heart can make such a noise?

If such a heart were to function at full capacity, what kind of terrifying power would be unleashed?

"hold head high--"

There seemed to be a dragon roar in the sky.

The dazzling sword light was like a real dragon flying in the night sky, becoming the only thing in everyone's eyes.

Song Lin leaped up and slashed fiercely with the knife in both hands.

The dragon-shaped sword energy came whistling and slammed into Tan Tai Xuan Yin with earth-shaking power.

Dust and smoke filled the air.

Everyone was stunned.

This knife... looks so familiar!

"The Seven Deadly Slashes of Tyrant Sword - Shocking Dragon Slash. This is the secret of Tyrant Sword Sect!"

"He... actually knows the unique skills of the Tyrant Sect?"

"The legendary Seven Deadly Slashes of Ba Dao Sect are in the form of seven kinds of exotic beasts, namely dragon, phoenix, whale and tiger. They are extremely powerful and even gods and ghosts cannot stop them. Only the first sword of Ba Dao Sect in this generation, Dao Wuming, has mastered the essence of this Dragon Shocking Slash!"

"I think Yang Qingyuan's sword is even more powerful than Dao Wuming's..."

"How can it be!"

At this moment.

The roofs on both sides of Liusu Street were already filled with people, leaving the position for the decisive battle to Song Lin and Tan Tai Xuanyin.

When they heard that scream, everyone was in disbelief.

Yang Qingyuan, the successor of Yu Dao, has mastered the Seven Deadly Slashes even more profoundly than Dao Wuming?

The two sides are clearly mortal enemies!

"Cough cough~~" A cough came from the dust and smoke.

A young girl with blood oozing from the corner of her mouth walked out of the dusty smoke, holding a sword.

"Why do you know the unique skills of the Badao Sect?" She looked at Song Lin.

"you do not need to know."

Song Lin looked grim.

"Where is your stupid sword?" Tan Tai Xuan Yin looked somewhat unwilling.

"You don't deserve it."

Song Lin turned the handle of the knife lightly, his eyes showing disdain.

After the words fell, there was silence all around. Tan Tai Xuan Yin clenched his fists tightly.

This successor of the Foolish Sword is so infuriating!
"Do not believe?"

Song Lin curled his lips, looking dull.

He has already tested the depth of this generation of Jianzhai's successor. Compared with Xie Muxue, who was a rookie and fought against Han Qing at Wangchuan Ferry, he is still three points behind.

Experience the martial arts world in the previous life.

He had killed masters on the black list and fought against magicians. Later, as the leader of the Chivalrous Alliance, he had a broad view of martial arts in the world. If he wanted to deal with a Tan Tai Xuan Yin, he really didn't need to use his ultimate moves.

Otherwise it would be really bullying.

Tan Tai Xuan Yin understood the look in his eyes, and her peaceful and tranquil sword heart finally stirred up uncontrollable waves.

"Holy Spirit Sword Technique - Sword Eighteen." The cold voice spread throughout the long street.

The vast sword intent swept across the night sky and turned into a pure sword aura, and then one turned into three, three turned into six, three turned into six, three turned into six, endlessly.

The sword flashed.

Like a mortal sword net, it enveloped Song Lin in all directions.

This sword is a sword of affection.

Tan Tai Xuan Yin had absolute confidence that no one could break his sword.

"So... this set of swordsmanship is called the Holy Spirit Sword Technique." A sigh sounded in the sword net.

The voice was as calm as always.

A broken knife suddenly appeared in the dense web-like sword light.

The tattered long sword flapped its wings like a silver butterfly and flew out of the Red Dust Sword Net easily.

"what?"

Tan Tai Xuan Yin was stunned on the spot.

In the bright sword light, she clearly saw a trace of sword intent. A trace of sword intent that came from the same source as the Holy Spirit Sword Art, but was at a higher level. "Break!"

Song Lin scolded softly.

Tan Tai Xuan Yin was new to the world, so how could he understand what a sword of affection was?

The sword maniac had already integrated this set of sword techniques into one sword. He taught the complex sword technique to Yang Tianrui, and the simple sword technique to Han Qing.

If we talk about the person in this world who has the most profound attainments in this set of sword techniques, there is no one better than Song Lin.

The sword light, carrying the broken knife, appeared in front of Tan Tai Xuan Yin.

All of a sudden.

On the long street, thousands of paper umbrellas were burning, fireworks filled the sky, and among the bright trees and flowers, the broken knife cut through the air distorted by flames and suddenly pierced into Tan Tai Xuanyin's heart.

ding~~
Song Lin couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

His knife was blocked.

However, it was not blocked by Tan Tai Xuan Yin, but by an extremely hard object on her chest.

The blade flicked.

Suddenly, a Nine-Dragon Seal flew into the air and was caught by Song Lin.

"So this thing is in your hand?"

Song Lin looked at Tan Tai Xuan Yin who was standing there in shock and sneered, "I was wondering why you were so protective of Nan Gong Ru Yu, it turns out you were actually on the same side with him. As a true disciple of Jian Zhai, you are learning to be a thief, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by the world?"

"I……"

Tan Tai Xuan Yin opened his mouth, but was speechless for a moment.

She wanted to say that this thing was a gift from Nangong Ruyu, but the other party was shameless and said it was just a decoration, so she had no choice but to accept it.

But now, this thing has saved his life.

But if she told it now, would anyone believe it? With the evidence in hand, the facts were beyond Tan Tai Xuan Yin's ability to refute.

With Song Lin's domineering personality, he would not listen to her explanation.

this moment.

Countless people standing on the rooftops watching the battle fell into silence.

They witnessed a miraculous battle.

The last thing the successor of Yu Dao used was actually swordsmanship.

The sword spirit Tan Tai Xuan Yin, the true disciple of Jian Zhai, lost to the swordsmanship of the heir of Yu Dao. He hadn't even shown his true ability yet...

Sword and knife are both excellent.

There really are people like this in the world!
far away.

Ye Liuyun, who was walking slowly with a person in his hand, couldn't help but open his mouth wide.

It turns out that he... is really a kendo genius!
suddenly.

A chilling murderous intent arose.

Everyone's heart shuddered, and they came back to their senses, looking at Song Lin who raised the knife again.

He wants to kill someone?
He actually wanted to kill Tan Tai Xuan Yin?

"No!"

"Young Master Yang, the Sword Master cannot be killed!"

"You still have a bright future ahead of you. If you kill Tan Tai Xuan Yin, you will become a public enemy!"

"Be merciful."

One after another, people from the martial arts world spoke out, trying to stop Song Lin's crazy behavior.

call--

A flash of knife light passed by.

Tan Tai Xuan Yin stood there in a daze, looking at the strands of hair floating in front of her eyes.

There seemed to be some stinging on my face.

Reach out and wipe.

The white fingers were covered in blood.

And her originally flawless face seemed to have a word carved on it.

"The contemporary true disciple of Jianzhai? He is just a name for nothing..."

Song Lin put away his knife and sneered.

He turned and walked towards Ye Liuyun and Iris.

Of course he would not kill Tan Tai Xuan Yin, Jian Zhai could not afford to offend her now. But it was completely reasonable to teach her a lesson. Whoever dared to take the opportunity to retaliate would see if the knife in his hand was sharp enough.

"how?"

Song Lin stopped in front of Ye Liuyun and Iris.

"They are just a bunch of useless guys. If they are slower than you, then wouldn't it be a waste of my reputation as Ye Liuyun?" Ye Liuyun threw the person in his hand to the ground.

It turned out that it happened just now when Song Lin was fighting with Tan Tai Xuan Yin.

Ye Liuyun had already dealt with Miao Shengyi, Xu Jingting, Nangong Ruyu and others and captured him.

Nangong Ruyu was in a very miserable state.

He was lying on the ground with his head held high, his eyes showing dissatisfaction, "Yang Qingyuan, Ye Liuyun, what do you want?"

"You coming or me?"

The two ignored him and continued talking to themselves.

Each of them raised the sword in his hand.

The two strong murderous intentions made people feel terrified.

This time... they really want to kill someone!
"Toss a coin."

Song Lin took out a copper coin.

"You're on the front, and I'm on the back." Ye Liuyun nodded.

hum~~
The coin spun in the air, then fell to the ground, turned a few times on the ground, and stopped with the front side facing up.

"It seems that I am luckier." Song Lin smiled.

"You're lucky." Ye Liuyun curled his lips helplessly.

Song Lin raised the broken knife in his hand and looked at Nangong Ruyu.

"You...you really dare to kill me? I just stole something, and you want to kill me?"

Nangong Ruyu looked incredulous, "Yang Qingyuan, do you know who I am? Kill me, and Wushuangmen will never let you go!"

"Kneel down!"

Ye Liuyun kicked him in the face.

Nangong Ruyu fell flat on his face, rolled on the ground, and knelt on his knees, ready to be killed. This showed Ye Liuyun's precise control of power.

in the dark.

A long sword was held high, flashing coldly among the thousands of lights.

"No!"

Nangong Ruyu finally panicked and begged for mercy, "Don't kill me, please! Don't--"

A cold knife flashed.

A round head rolled far away on the street, with a pair of ferocious and unwilling eyes staring blankly at the sky.

Bang bang bang~~~
In the distant sky, bunches of fireworks rise.

In the center of Liusu Street, everyone was silent.

Nangong Ruyu...is dead.

Even if Jianzhai Zhenchuan took action, he could not protect him.

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