Famous in the Jianghu [Comprehensive Martial Arts]

"You...it's you!" Huo Xiu clenched his fist with one hand and pointed at Ye Cenqiu with the other, trembling with anger.

"It's indeed me, but you're going to die, what's the use of knowing this?" Ye Cenqiu blinked slightly, and said casually.

Huo Xiu did not wrong him.

In the original book, Huo Xiu's organs would break unexpectedly.

But because of his intervention, Huo Xiu was discovered too early, so just in case, he wrote a letter yesterday.

Now, Huo Xiu's agency was indeed not accidental.

"Do you have anything else to ask him?" Ye Cenqiu turned around and asked the others.

After a moment of silence, Yan Tieshan said, "We all know what we should know. If Boss Ying wants to do something, please do it."

"That's good..." Ye Cenqiu nodded slightly after scanning the people present.

Anyone who is in a desperate situation will never accept fate easily.

Huo Xiu, who was behind Ye Cenqiu, jumped up suddenly, his eyes widened, his five fingers turned into claws, and he grabbed Ye Cenqiu's vitals fiercely.

Ye Cenqiu, who was facing away from him, seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and the dragon scale that had been inserted into the scabbard was pulled out in an instant!

White light flashed, with a trace of blood red.

Ye Cenqiu turned around to support Huo Xiu who was about to fall, a little blood fell on the corners of his eyes, and his gentle, clean, non-aggressive face instantly had a hint of evil because of the blood.

He moved his upper body slightly closer, and said with a light smile, "I will take over your money one by one."

A large amount of blood began to flow from the bloodline between the necks, Huo Xiu stared at Ye Cenqiu with wide eyes, and his breathing gradually weakened.

The words [Kill Huo Xiu, reward 5000 fame] on the task list that no one saw turned green silently.

Just after a murderous attempt, Hua Manlou shouted loudly, "Be careful!"

The fine silver needles shot out from the small box in Li Yuhan's hand, and rushed towards Ximen Chuixue with overwhelming momentum.

"Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle!" Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed, stomping hard on the ground, trying to save Ximen Chuuxue.

Tang Sect's Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle is the number one hidden weapon in the Jianghu. The former martial arts master Yichen died under this hidden weapon!

It's now!

Mu Bai, who was secretly guarding Ximen Chuuxue's side, pulled him away in an instant, and Hua Manlou's long sleeves fluttered beside him, rolling off most of the silver needles, and the last part was also blocked by Mu Bai and Ximen Chuuxue who reacted.

Ye Cenqiu, who was still in the iron cage, threw the dagger with a wave of his hand.

In an instant, the sharp dagger seemed to turn into a sharp arrow and stabbed fiercely into Li Yuhan's heart.

Walking out of the iron cage slowly, Ye Cenqiu took the dragon-scale dagger that Mu Bai wiped and handed over.

"Are you a swordsman?" Ximen Chuuxue didn't feel the danger he was in just now, glanced at the silver needle sunk into the stone slab, and then his eyes fell on Ye Cenqiu's hand, his eyes lit up.

Just now, the way Ye Cenqiu swung the dagger was not so much a dagger as he was wielding a sword.

Turning his head to meet Ximen Chuuxue's gaze, Ye Cenqiu felt dizzy, but he hadn't forgotten that Ximen Chuuxue was a sword idiot just like his brother, or a more serious sword idiot than Ye Gucheng.

In Ye Gucheng's eyes, there are still people and relatives under his city, but Ximen Chuuxue's eyes are always only the sword.

Because Ximen Chuuxue's sword is a murderous sword, there are only two results in the contest with him: one, Ximen Chuuxue dies; two, Ximen Chuuxue wins, and he dies.

Although it is impossible for him to lose to Ximen Chuuxue as long as he fights, wasting time fighting with Ximen Chuuxue and getting nothing is a loss-making deal for him.

With a slight flicker in his eyes, Ye Cenqiu spat out a mouthful of blood from his lowered eyes, and his pale face became a little paler.

"Back then I was lucky enough to see the Sword Immortal Flying Immortal Tianwai, so I learned something similar." Taking out a handkerchief, Ye Cenqiu carefully wiped off the blood on his face and lips.

Ye Gucheng's martial arts is higher than that of Ximen Chuuxue, if the two had known each other earlier, Ximen Chuuxue would definitely propose a competition.

Without the influence of the imperial court, Ximen Chuuxue would definitely lose in the competition at this time.

And to lose is to die.

"Oh! Ximen, you see that Master Ying is obviously not in good health. If we compete now, it would be invincible!" Lu Xiaofeng's eyelids twitched when he heard Ximen Chuuxue's question, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

As a result of Ximen Chuuxue's competition with others, Lu Xiaofeng knew that as a friend of the two, he naturally didn't want to see his friend die.

"Master Ximen, I also think what Lu Xiaofeng said is reasonable." Hua Manlou also stood up.

He had already regretted seeing Su Shaoying die in front of his eyes because of the competition with Ximen Chuuxue.

What's more, Ye Cenqiu was already his friend.

"I also have some research in medicine, if necessary, I can take a look for you." Ignoring Lu Xiaofeng, Ximen Chuuxue looked straight at Ye Cenqiu and said.

"No need, this is a deficiency brought out of my mother's womb, thank you Ximen Zhuangzhu for your kindness." Ye Cenqiu said.

Taking a deep look at Ye Cenqiu, Ximen Chuuxue asked: "The sword fairy you mentioned earlier was Ye Gucheng of Baiyun City?"

"Yes, if Master Ximen is interested, he can talk to City Master Ye to discuss swords." Ye Cenqiu said, "City Master Ye is also a person who loves swords."

Saying goodbye to Lu Xiaofeng and the others, Ye Cenqiu followed Mu Bai who rushed over and left Shanxi.

After rejecting Ximen Chuuxue's contest that day, he heard that Ximen Chuuxue had a contest with Dugu Yihe.

Although Ximen Chuuxue is indeed a genius, he is still inferior to Dugu Yihe, who has deep inner strength.

In the end, Dugu Yihe won the competition.

The lost Ximen Chuuxue did not die, he also heard that Ximen Chuuxue was greatly inspired by this competition, and now he has returned to Wanmei Villa for retreat.

"Lord." Mu Bai handed Ye Cenqiu a cup of freshly brewed snow mountain silver needle.

"Mu Bai." Ye Cenqiu, who was looking at the Rakshasa card in his hand, was thinking about what to do when he heard Mu Bai calling him, his eyes lit up when he thought of his guess just now.

"Landlord?" Mu Bai asked doubtfully.

"This is for you." Ye Cenqiu said as he handed the Raksha card to Mu Bai.

"Ah?" Mu Bai took the Raksha card in a daze, and looked at Ye Cenqiu in confusion.

Opening the task bar, Ye Cenqiu looked at the words [Obtain Raksha card, reward 5000 fame] on the task bar that did not change, and said to Mu Bai who was still in a daze: "Send it to the auction house, and Gongsun Lan The swords are auctioned together."

"...Yes." After blinking slowly, Mu Bai still replied in a daze.

Could it be that the landlord made a slip of the tongue just now, or did he hear it wrong?

Watching Mu Bai retreat, Ye Cenqiu picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

The task of the Raksha card is different from other killing ones. People will not be resurrected after death, but things may be lost after they are obtained.

But fortunately, the Raksha card can be released after this task is completed.

Two days ago, Master Sun had sent news that several people had gone to the Yiqing Building to inquire about Ouyang Qing's news. For those who inquired about the news, Master Sun had memorized their characteristics and sent them to Ye Cenqiu.

Three days later, it will be the opening day of Wangchuan Auction House.

The news that Gongsun Lan's sword will appear in this auction is known to most people in Jianghu, so the other red shoes sisters who inquire about Gongsun Lan's news will naturally know too.

Now, he just needs to wait quietly.

Wait for the auction house to start, then find all members of the red shoes and kill them.

At night, two bright red lanterns were hung on the doorsteps of every house in the town that looked the same during the day, and the words "Wangchuan" written on each lantern were illuminated by the long red light.

From time to time, a few people walked by on the empty street. If someone could look down from a height, they would find that all the people walking on the street were walking towards the pavilion in the center of the town.