Chapter 276: Psychopath

Cao Hanyan's expression didn't change, raising his saber to block the long sword, pulling the opponent's strength to the side, turning the hilt to knock against the sword body, and knocking the opponent back.

"Eh?"

The person was surprised.

"Good saber technique! Who is your excellency?"

Laymen watch the excitement, experts watch the doorway. Although Cao Hanyan's move in this square inch was ordinary, the moves were harmonious, the strength was steady, and the True Qi was solid, showing the bearing of a master.

Cao Hanyan, as the first person forcibly taken under Li Miao's command, how could he be as ordinary as he appeared on the surface? Let's put it this way, he was the same type of person as the genius who created the "Horizontal-Vertical Fist," step by step, each step solid.

Such a person might progress slowly, become famous late, and not be able to perform the feat of defeating a superior with an inferior. But as long as he wins against you once, you will never be able to win back in this lifetime.

Of course, this person didn't really intend to confront Cao Hanyan, and seeing that he didn't reply, he sheathed his sword and flashed behind Shu Qingyi.

*Bang!

The hilt knocked against the back of his head, and Shu Qingyi's eyes went black, instantly fainting.

By this time, the few people chasing Shu Qingyi had also arrived, shouting from far away.

"Friend, did you capture that thief for my Kongming Sect? Thank you!"

By the time they finished speaking, they had arrived, the three of them dismounting, speaking while walking over.

"This thief has done many evils, and my Kongming Sect spent a lot of effort to lure him out, senior and junior brothers ambushed him, and chased him for dozens of miles before forcing him to this place; it really wasn't easy."

"Only the three of us are chasing now, my sect's masters will arrive shortly, and will thank you in person!"

One opening, and you knew they were old Jianghu hands.

This statement both pointed out their own hardships, put the other party on a moral barbecue grill, and pointed out that their own people were about to arrive. On the surface, they were still polite, not losing face for the other party, which could be considered very decent.

The Kongming Sect could be considered to cover the sky with one hand in the Jianghu of this Guangxin Prefecture; after the person finished speaking, there was still some self-satisfaction of "I really know the rules," feeling that the other party would definitely give this face, and reached out to take the person.

But they heard a *slap*, and the person actually raised his sword sheath and swept away the reaching arm! Not giving any face at all!

And he sneered in his mouth.

"Evil thief, everyone should kill him, why divide it into first come, first served? Your sect is also a big sect with a face, why come up and grab the credit?"

"Now the heads of these thieves can all be exchanged for real gold and silver at the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and you want to take them away with a flick of your lips?"

The three's expressions instantly turned unkind.

"Your excellency, this is not giving face, right?"

The person sneered.

"How much is face worth, and how much is your thanks worth?"

"Why don't I give you a word of thanks, and you let the head go to me, how about that?"

Once the words reached this point, that was the end of it. This person didn't have any intention of reasoning at all; it was clear he wasn't giving face.

Jianghu people, not giving face, means drawing swords.

*Clang, clang, clang*, weapons were drawn, and the three Kongming Sect disciples surrounded this person. The leader said in a low voice.

"Since that's the case, your excellency, please report your name. If we accidentally hurt you later, we can send some medicine to your door in the future, so the Jianghu doesn't say my Kongming Sect—is not particular."

"Easy to say."

The person drew his sword, and the moment the blade was revealed, the three Kongming Sect disciples were stunned.

What this person drew wasn't so much a sword as a black iron ruler. Horizontal and vertical, the lines had no ups and downs, no sword spine, no sword edge, no sword tip; it was entirely a rectangle, yet it seemed to have moonlight flowing like water on it.

He naturally swirled a sword flower and reported his name.

"Jianghu wanderer, 'No-Edge,' Gao Anyu."

"In the future, when you see me, remember to walk around!"

Before the words were finished, a sharp whistle rose!

That black iron bar made a shrill sword sound again!

*Bang!

Metal fragments shot out, and in an instant, the weapon in the hand of the leading Kongming Sect disciple was directly smashed by Gao Anyu with one strike! The tiger's mouth cracked, and blood instantly gushed out!

The other two attacked Gao Anyu's shoulders and lower body, but heard him sneer, the iron ruler rolling in the air, actually "rolling" the shattered weapon fragments into the sword flower, and fiercely throwing them at the two's faces!

The two's expressions changed, and they retreated.

*Swish, swish, swish—*

Metal fragments like raindrops inserted into the ground and disappeared.

Gao Anyu sheathed his "sword" with a *swish*.

The leading disciple looked at Gao Anyu with a dark face, wrapping his hand with his clothing, gritting his teeth.

Although the other party only used one move, he had already revealed the strength of a top-tier first-rate expert, and that strange weapon was also very weird; even if a master from the sect came later, they might not be able to take advantage.

And Gao Anyu had held back just now; after smashing the weapon, if that ruler had gone down a little more, he would have had his brains splattered and died on the spot.

"Good, good!"

"Your excellency has good Kung Fu! Since we are inferior in skill, we will leave this head to your excellency!"

"Let's go!"

This person was also a character, knowing that since he couldn't beat him, saying a few more harsh words would just be asking for humiliation. Remembering Gao Anyu's face, he took his two junior brothers and turned to leave on horseback.

From the time Shu Qingyi escaped until the dust settled, it was only the time of a stick of incense.

After the three had completely disappeared from sight, Gao Anyu slowly turned around and greeted Cao Hanyan with a smile.

"Brother, let you see a joke."

"Just now in a hurry, there was much offense, please forgive me."

This operation of his left Cao Hanyan confused, thinking, what kind of path is this person on?

Not to mention the Wu Gong and weapon, just now he drew his sword without a word when he saw me, didn't give any face to the big sect disciples, and then apologized to me after fighting.

He changed three faces in less than a stick of incense.

Turning his face so fast, is he a dog?

But Cao Hanyan wasn't

"Brother Gao, is it?"

"I am Cao Hanyan."

He was merely being polite, never expecting Gao Anyu to immediately climb up the pole and reach out to grab Cao Hanyan's hand.

"Oh my, Brother Cao, it is like meeting an old friend, truly like meeting an old friend."

"That blade you used just now was truly excellent, fast and steady. You perceived the peculiarity of my weapon in an instant and dispersed my force. It was too wonderful! Since I began wandering the Jianghu, yours is the most satisfying blade technique I have ever seen! Not a single flashy bit, all hard-earned skill!"

"To be able to know Brother Cao today, I am thrice blessed!"

After saying this, Gao Anyu reached into his robes as if to pull something out, but came up empty. He patted his waist, clicked his tongue, and looked around. Seeing Shu Qingyi still unconscious on the ground, his face lit up with joy.

He stepped forward, hoisted him up, and shoved him into Cao Hanyan's arms.

"I didn't bring anything with me before coming, and I didn't know I would get to know Brother Cao."

"This person is a scoundrel; killing him isn't as satisfying as killing an expert, but it still counts as a good time—I'll just gift him to Brother Cao as a token of our first meeting!"

Cao Hanyan felt a vague, bad premonition in his heart as he reached out to take Shu Qingyi.

He then heard Gao Anyu say excitedly.

"Brother Cao has accepted my gift, so we are friends!"

"Since we are friends, can you do me a favor—have a fight with me!"

"I beg you!"

Cao Hanyan looked at Gao Anyu's excited gaze and suddenly understood.

This person was a lunatic.