Chapter 122: A Long Night

Yu Liancheng looked at the person who had arrived, smiled, and said, "Scholar Li, you are finally willing to make a move."

Li Xunhuan gave a bitter smile and said, "I truly do not want to make a move at all, nor do I want to be Brother Yu's opponent in the slightest."

Yu Liancheng said, "Yet you have made a move nonetheless."

Li Xunhuan said, "I have no choice but to make a move."

Yu Liancheng's gaze shifted to Long Xiaoyun at the side: "Is it for this person?"

Li Xunhuan said, "He is my elder brother."

Long Xiaoyun pressed his acupoints repeatedly, stopping the blood that was flowing out incessantly.

Then, he turned his head to look at Li Xunhuan, a bright light flickering in his eyes, and hissed: "Brother, your Little Li Flying Dagger never misses its target. Kill him, quickly kill him; only you can kill him. If you don't kill him, I will die."

Yu Liancheng could not help but shake his head: "This person is not only a piece of trash, but also a fool."

Li Xunhuan was silent for a long while, then said, "But he is my elder brother after all."

Yu Liancheng sighed and said, "Some people have truly excellent luck; take Long Xiaoyun, for instance. Perhaps he has only done one good deed in his entire life—saving you—yet you will always give everything for him."

Li Xunhuan fell silent.

In reality, he had long since arrived in Baoding City and had an understanding of the actions of Long Xiaoyun and the others.

If it were Yu Liancheng facing a life-threatening danger tonight, he would have made a move just the same.

This was his spirit of chivalry; this was the mystery behind his hundred-percent-accurate flying dagger.

Yu Liancheng looked at Li Xunhuan, then looked at Long Xiaoyun: "I wonder if you have ever heard a saying?"

"What saying?" Li Xunhuan asked.

"A great favor is like a great enmity."

"Oh?"

Yu Liancheng said, "Long Xiaoyun owes you too many favors, especially the one regarding Lin Shiyin. And many times, owing a favor is like owing a debt; when the debt cannot be repaid, the only way is to kill the creditor. If Long Xiaoyun had the chance, or if killing you brought him other benefits, he would undoubtedly take your life without the slightest hesitation."

Long Xiaoyun's expression turned panicked, and he hurriedly shouted: "Xunhuan, brother, don't listen to his provocation. We are sworn brothers, and I saved your life; how could I ever harm you?"

But this time, Li Xunhuan remained silent.

It is unknown how much time passed before he finally said slowly: "I understand."

Did he understand Yu Liancheng's words, or did he understand Long Xiaoyun's words?

Yu Liancheng said indifferently: "So you are still going to save him?"

Li Xunhuan said: "So I am still going to save him."

Yu Liancheng said: "You are not my opponent."

Li Xunhuan said: "I am not your opponent."

Yu Liancheng said: "You are still going to make a move."

Li Xunhuan said: "I am still going to make a move."

"Good, make your move then." A blade-like sharpness already flickered in Yu Liancheng's eyes, his aura condensed like a mountain.

"Actually, I have always wanted to know if I could withstand the Little Li Flying Dagger."

"You are letting me move first?" Li Xunhuan looked at him in surprise.

Yu Liancheng said: "That is correct."

The Little Li Flying Dagger never misses its target.

Once Li Xunhuan makes a move, there is absolutely no possibility of missing.

But if Yu Liancheng were to act first, he could leave Li Xunhuan with no opportunity to launch the flying dagger at all.

Yet now, Yu Liancheng was letting Li Xunhuan move first.

"Fine, I will move first." Li Xunhuan flipped his hand, and the dagger was already at his fingertips.

This hand was slender and powerful, the fingernails trimmed very cleanly, yet it was pale to an unhealthy degree.

This hand was worth more holding a pen than a blade, yet it was the most terrifying hand in the martial arts world.

That ordinary blade, landing in such a hand, also became imbued with a piercing sharpness and killing intent.

"Careful!"

A flash of blade light.

Heaven and earth suddenly turned dim.

The never-missing Little Li Flying Dagger had finally been launched.

This streak tore through the air, its edge sharp, its speed incredibly fast; it was as if it had pierced through the distance of time and space, reaching a point less than three feet from Yu Liancheng in the blink of an eye.

Li Xunhuan had great confidence in his flying dagger.

More confidence than anyone else.

He knew this strike would never miss.

But in the very instant he launched the flying dagger, Li Xunhuan suddenly turned, scooped up the injured Long Xiaoyun, and used the Dragonfly Triple Skim light-foot skill on the snowy ground, sweeping across several zhang and disappearing after a few leaps.

His light-foot skill was truly superb.

Perhaps there were few people in the world whose light-foot skill was superior to Li Xunhuan's.

Although he had already swept out of Xingyun Manor, Li Xunhuan could still feel a sharp aura, like thorns against his back, as if a sword might fly over at any moment to pierce through him and pin him to a tree.

"Xunhuan, why are we fleeing?" Long Xiaoyun, held in his arms, had a pale complexion and showed a look of confusion: "Once your flying dagger is launched, it cannot possibly miss; could it be that he was actually able to catch your flying dagger?"

"No, I could not catch his flying dagger." Just then, a clear and bright voice suddenly rang out, faintly tinged with a sense of desolation.

At the same time, a handsome young man dressed in black robes had already blocked Li Xunhuan's path.

Li Xunhuan was, after all, still carrying a person; how could he shake him off?

He held a flying dagger in his hand, seemingly muttering to himself: "Such a fast flying dagger, such a fast flying dagger."

Li Xunhuan had already stopped, a bitter expression on his face: "But a flying dagger like this, in the end, still cannot hurt you."

Yu Liancheng toyed with the flying dagger: "Your flying dagger is already peerless in the world when it comes to 'speed', and its accuracy is not the least bit off. It is only a pity that its force is, in the end, still a little weak."

He twisted and rubbed the flying dagger with both hands, actually turning the flying dagger into a tangled mess.

"If you were launching a sneak attack from the shadows, perhaps the flying dagger could still wound me, but that would no longer be the Little Li Flying Dagger. And if I am prepared, your flying dagger truly struggles to harm me."

Yu Liancheng indeed did not catch the flying dagger, but Li Xunhuan's flying dagger also could not break his defense. Especially since he was already prepared and was exerting his Ruyi Heavenly Demon Art with full force.

"The target of your strike was my shoulder, to make me unable to pursue and kill you all for a short time." Yu Liancheng tossed the "flying dagger mess" aside, flipped his palm, and somehow a broken sword appeared in his hand.

"Therefore, I must also give your shoulder a sword strike."

Li Xunhuan nodded: "One blade for one sword, it is quite fair."

"Good!"

Under the moonlight, a streak of sword light flew out diagonally, like a startled swan or a flash of lightning, like white clouds in the firmament, like a meteor falling to earth. Simultaneously possessing speed, elegance, and power, it could be called the world's most supreme sword technique.

Li Xunhuan did not dodge.

He also could not dodge it.

A spray of fresh blood had already bloomed from his shoulder.

The broken sword, carrying peerless power, almost pierced through his entire body, and he tumbled backward.

Long Xiaoyun, who was in his hand, could not help but be tossed up.

But Long Xiaoyun was not thrown onto the ground.

Because a large hand had already pinched his neck, lifting his entire body up.

Long Xiaoyun wanted to resist, but only a crisp sound was heard, his head tilted to the side, and he had already lost his breath.

Yu Liancheng tossed Long Xiaoyun's corpse down like trash, looked again at the injured Li Xunhuan to the side, and stepped into the moonlight to depart.

This long night.

Had finally ended.