Chapter 71: Who Is the Crimson Blade Jiang Guo?

A breeze blew past, Shen Qing appeared above the ruins, the breeze making his robes rustle.

Lu Tong spat out a mouthful of blood, grabbed the nearby ruins and struggled to his feet, though a smile also appeared on his face: 'You finally came.'

If you don't come any later, you can have my seat.

Shen Qing looked at Lu Tong's miserable state: 'You got beaten up pretty badly, huh?'

Lu Tong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth: 'I was careless.'

On the other side, Zhou Hu popped up with a carp leap, and although Shen Qing's slap just now wasn't very damaging, it was overly humiliating.

A grandmaster at the fifth layer, upstanding as he was, got slapped into the air, and even now his face still bears a bright red palm print.

Zhou Hu's face darkened as he strode toward Shen Qing: 'Kid, you're pretty fast.'

Lu Tong also noticed Zhou Hu had gotten up and immediately said: 'Shen Qing, you take the lead, I'll support you; though I'm badly injured, I can still hold on for a while.'

Shen Qing waved his hand and strode toward Zhou Hu: 'Just watch from behind; if you get bored, give me a shout of encouragement.'

Lu Tong clutched his chest, feeling somewhat stifled; 'Hey, Shen Qing, save some face for me, after all I'm also a grandmaster.'

But it really hurt badly; in this situation, if he went up Shen Qing might have to divert attention to protect him, so he didn't want to show off and walked toward the nearby ruins.

Soon, Shen Qing and Zhou Hu had entered within thirty meters of each other.

Zhou Hu glared, eyes wide: 'Are you Dushi Yanluo Shen Qing?'

'You broke through to Grandmaster at twenty? Impressive talent, but I love nothing more than slaughtering geniuses.'

Shen Qing said nothing, merely bent over, gripped Azure River with his right hand, preparing to hit Zhou Hu with a zero-frame start.

Suddenly, Zhou Hu shifted his tone: 'But I'm decades older than you, and my cultivation is three layers above yours.'

'Like this, so no one can say I'm bullying you: one cultivation layer per blade, I'll let you have three strikes.'

As the saying goes, lost face must be earned back by oneself.

Zhou Hu hoped to regain the face he'd just lost through this method.

But this instead made Shen Qing unable to hold back his laughter.

'What's your name? After all this time, you're still the first to talk to me like this.'

'If nothing unexpected happens, I'll remember your name for a long time.'

Zhou Hu snorted: 'Remember this then! I am Tong Ni Shen Zhou Hu.'

Shen Qing nodded, his true qi surging throughout his body: 'Zhou Hu, right? I've remembered you.'

'Then get ready—I'm coming.'

Later, according to relevant records, Shen Qing, who always liked the zero-frame start, this was a rare few times he did a preparatory sway before casting.

Zhou Hu snorted, pale yellow true qi flowing through his whole body, as if a layer of yellow armor had condensed over him.

Shen Qing gripped the Azure River Blade, slightly bowed his body, and whispered a sentence.

'Nine Falling Thunder Blades, first form.'

'Thunder arise!'

As his words fell, his whole body turned into a phantom, faint lightning flickering in the air, thunder booming all around.

Zhou Hu's expression changed—what incredible speed.

Had he been overconfident in saying he could take three strikes?

But once the bow is drawn, there's no turning back; having promised three moves, he must deliver three, so he can only grit his teeth and endure!

Zhou Hu let out a loud shout: 'Bronze Lump!'

The bronze hue on Zhou Hu's body was about to solidify.

In the next instant, a bolt of lightning streaked across; Zhou Hu only felt the world spin, and then he saw his own headless corpse continually spraying fresh blood.

'So fast.'

That was Zhou Hu's final thought.

Lu Tong, sitting on the ruins, was dumbfounded—he had just sat down and his rear wasn't even warm yet, and you tell me the Zhou Hu who just gave me a thorough beating is gone?

And what did he use? Nine Falling Thunder Blades?

But Qin Chuan only just gave this blade technique to Shen Qing, and already he's mastered the first strike?

Or is he even human? He knows Shen Qing is a genius, but surely it should still make sense?

It's said that the Nine Falling Thunder Blades are extremely hard to cultivate; anyone who masters them has put in tremendous effort and sweat.

He looked at Shen Qing; if killing counts as effort, then Shen Qing has indeed been very diligent.

But what about sweat? How did sweat end up on me?

Shen Qing sheathed his blade, and Zhou Hu's headless corpse slowly collapsed to the ground.

Lu Tong's mind was pulled back by the sound of Zhou Hu's corpse hitting the ground, and he gave a bitter laugh.

'I haven't repaid the last favor, and now I owe another—how am I supposed to pay it back?'

'Why am I not a woman? I could just offer myself directly.'

Shen Qing glanced back: 'What are you muttering about?'

Lu Tong chuckled: 'Nothing, I'm just praising you as awesome.'

At that moment, a fierce surge of true qi erupted from deep within the Constabulary Office, and Shen Qing turned his head to look.

'It's Cimu Shen Liu Chong and Chixue Dao Jiang Guo; Qin Chuan is currently fighting two against one, Liu Chong is at Grandmaster Ninth Layer, Jiang Guo at Eighth Layer, we need to hurry and reinforce Qin Commandant.' Lu Tong's expression grew grave.

Shen Qing raised an eyebrow, instantly grasping the key point of that sentence.

'Chixue Dao? A blade user? What kind of blade?'

Lu Tong wore a look of confusion: 'Hey big brother, your focus seems different from mine.'

But he still nodded: 'Correct, he uses a blade; not a person from Yongning Commandery, it's said that years ago he single-handedly slaughtered an entire sect with one blade, his strength is quite good.'

'As for the blade, how to put it—oh right, it's similar to your Azure River, just a bit better.'

Shen Qing licked their lips, and a flash of light burst in their eyes.

Immediately afterward, Shen Qing strode forward and rushed deep into the Investigation Bureau.

Lu Tong was dumbfounded.

"Hey! I haven't left yet!"

"Wait for me!"

At the same time.

Deep within the Investigation Bureau.

A huge meteor hammer flew through the air, leaving a trail of purple light. A man whose body glowed with a faint green light shot up from the front and directly blocked this purple meteor hammer with his flesh.

Qin Chuan took back the meteor hammer, his face grim: "Emerald Wood Body Liu Chong, why have you also joined the White Dragon Sect? Do you really want to be our enemy?"

Liu Chong smiled all over his face: "There's no way around it; they're paying too much."

A man holding a red long blade slowly stepped out from the side; he was Chixue Dao Jiang Guo.

Jiang Guo let out a cold snort, blocking Qin Chuan's retreat: "Zishan Chui Qin Chuan, your name is also quite well-known in our White Dragon Sect."

"For you, we specially spent a lot of money to hire Liu Chong. How is it? Surprised?"

Qin Chuan's face grimaced; he knew three Master Realm cultivators would come tonight, but he didn't expect one of them to be Emerald Wood Body Liu Chong.

Liu Chong cultivates a horizontal training technique called Emerald Wood Body; his strength is merely average, but he is exceptionally tough and happens to counter Qin Chuan's Purple Cloud Hammer.

Jiang Guo continued: "For this battle, we've prepared for a long time. Are you ready?"

"I think Lu Tong's side won't hold up either. When the time comes, we'll gang up three-on-one—can you withstand it?"

Shen Qing, Qin Chuan, and Lu Tong had a brief meeting that afternoon; the original plan was for Lu Tong and Qin Chuan to hold off three Master Realm cultivators in the Investigation Bureau.

Shen Qing quickly cleared out the weaklings outside to reduce casualties of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, then waited for Shen Qing to arrive at the Investigation Bureau, where they would fight three-on-three and keep all three Master Realm cultivators there.

But unexpectedly, an additional Emerald Wood Body Liu Chong appeared; Qin Chuan couldn't break through the defenses of Liu Chong and Jiang Guo, and thus couldn't support Lu Tong.

Moreover, Jiang Guo had initially sneak-attacked Lu Tong with a blade; now the battle sounds outside have faded, and Lu Tong is likely in grave danger.

Just then, a figure appeared on the roof of a ruined building, moving with great speed.

Jiang Guo didn't even turn his head, merely laughing: "Zhou Hu, you're a bit late, but not too late—let's strike together and take down Qin Chuan."

Qin Chuan's heart sank; he gripped his meteor hammer tightly, preparing to face three opponents.

At that moment, Shen Qing's slightly excited voice rang out.

"Hey! Which one is Chixue Dao Jiang Guo?!"

"Get out here and die!"