Chapter 75

"I'll do it!"

Huang Rong executed her movement technique and arrived gracefully, landing in front of Lin Fan, and then used the Falling Blossom Divine Sword Palm to face Tian Qi.

This little girl, why did she suddenly get interested? Fine, let her be.

Seeing Huang Rong blocking his way, Tian Qi had no thought of cherishing the fair sex and hacked down with his blade. Huang Rong operated her Spirit Turtle Steps, dodging the blade while moving, and arrived behind Tian Qi, striking his back with one palm.

Tian Qi spat out a large mouthful of blood and stumbled forward a few steps, suddenly turning around to slash horizontally, wanting to catch Huang Rong off guard.

His blade was relatively narrow, following a light and fast path, but unfortunately, his blade technique could not be continuous and endless, giving Huang Rong too many opportunities to react.

As first-class martial artists, the Wu Gong he learned was simply not on the same level as Huang Rong’s; he was easily manipulated and constantly teased by Huang Rong, who struck him palm after palm, making his blood gush out as if it were worthless.

"Tian Qi, I'll help you!"

Seeing that Tian Qi’s situation was not good, Zhao Zhao Zhengyi could not care about Wu Lin morality and immediately drew his blade and charged over.

Of course, Zhao Zhao Zhengyi had always been hypocritical; it was normal for him not to care about Wu Lin morality.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

Three cold lights flashed, shooting toward Zhao Zhao Zhengyi, scaring him into hurriedly raising his blade to block.

"Who is it that lacks martial virtue, using hidden weapons to launch a sneak attack? You should know that hiding and attacking people with hidden arrows is not what a real man does!"

Zhao Zhao Zhengyi belonged to the type of person who could be unjust himself, but his opponents could not be unjust.

Although he was asking who it was, his gaze was fixed tightly on Lin Fan, clearly concluding that it was Lin Fan who did it.

"It was me. Why are you staring at my Big Brother Lin? I am not a real man, so does that mean I can launch a sneak attack and use hidden arrows?"

Sun Xiaohong operated her movement technique and suddenly landed in front of Zhao Zhao Zhengyi, blocking his line of sight and also giving him a fright.

"Yellow-haired girl, you are quite a match for that yellow-haired boy; it wouldn't be bad to die together!"

Zhao Zhao Zhengyi, having regained his composure, found that Sun Xiaohong was at most in the prime of her youth, and his heart settled.

He had already passed the age of forty and did not believe he couldn't even handle a yellow-haired girl; could it be that the twenty-plus years of Wu Gong he had practiced were all in vain?

The large blade Zhao Zhao Zhengyi wielded was nearly twice as wide as Tian Qi’s; clearly, he followed the path of power and force. This type of move is most afraid of encountering people with good movement techniques because it simply cannot hit them.

But unfortunately, Sun Xiaohong’s hidden weapons were extremely fast, and her movement technique was even faster; her footwork changes were strange and complex, simply impossible to fathom.

Before long, Zhao Zhao Zhengyi was pricked into a hedgehog, and he didn't even know how many hidden weapons he had been hit with.

Fortunately, Sun Xiaohong was in a playful mood, otherwise he would have died countless times. Following an old urchin like the Heavenly Secret Old Man, Sun Xiaohong’s personality naturally had a mischievous and playful side.

Finally, Huang Rong and Sun Xiaohong stood side by side, facing Tian Qi, whose clothes were stained red with blood, and Zhao Zhao Zhengyi, who was covered in hidden weapons.

Looking at their trembling and terrified appearance, the two women laughed and then stepped aside, and Lin Fan walked over.

"You, what do you want to do? Our Manor Master is Long Long Xiaoyun, and he is the sworn brother of Little Li Flying Dagger Li Li Xunhuan. If you take action against us, aren't you afraid that Little Li Flying Dagger will come to your door?" Zhao Zhao Zhengyi said, his tone fierce but his heart cowardly.

Although he was hypocritical, he was afraid of death; at this time, there was no point in talking about those empty things. If he didn't bring out his background to threaten them, he would probably only be able to talk to the King of Hell in the underworld.

"Interesting. Although I didn't take action against you, my people did. Is it too late for me to regret it now?" Lin Fan asked with a smile.

"It's not too late, it's not too late; these are just minor injuries, we'll just recover. Let's just consider it as not knowing each other without a fight! We won't take it to heart!" Zhao Zhao Zhengyi immediately said with a fawning smile.

"I am not used to this fawning attitude of yours; I still like how you were just now. Restore it!"

Lin Fan frowned, giving Zhao Zhao Zhengyi a fright.

"I advise you to let us go, otherwise when our Manor Master brings Li Li Xunhuan, you will be finished. You must know that Little Li Flying Dagger never misses; this reputation was earned through real combat!"

Zhao Zhao Zhengyi could only treat a dead horse as a living one at this time, restoring his unruly appearance.

"This attitude of yours sounds a bit like a cliché villain; I appreciate it, so I have decided that one of you can go back alive. After you go back, tell Lin Lin Shiyin to bring the thing that person entrusted her to give to Li Li Xunhuan to exchange for Long Long Xiaoyun’s life!"

"Sorry, Tian Qi!"

Zhao Zhao Zhengyi suddenly smiled apologetically at Tian Qi and then swung his blade to hack at him.

"Ugh, you..."

It was Zhao Zhao Zhengyi who fell; Zhao Zhao Zhengyi was hypocritical, and Tian Qi was no less so; he just didn't like to talk.

Hearing Lin Fan say that only one of them could live, Tian Qi immediately made up his mind, and his blade was faster, so Zhao Zhao Zhengyi could only die with his eyes wide open.

"Very good, this is the Wu Lin, full of deceit and intrigue. You can go now; remember to notify Lin Lin Shiyin to bring that item back to exchange for Long Long Xiaoyun’s life. If she doesn't bring the item, Long Long Xiaoyun will have to die!"

Lin Fan did not look at Tian Qi again but waved his hand to signal that he could leave.

Tian Qi took one last look at Long Long Xiaoyun and then left without looking back.

His injuries were quite heavy, and several bones had been broken by Huang Rong, but he had no time to rest and heal, because he had to rush back to Xingyunzhuang to report the news as soon as possible.

Because he knew deeply what kind of person Long Long Xiaoyun was: sinister, vicious, and ruthless.

Long Long Xiaoyun was his son with Lin Lin Shiyin, and Long Long Xiaoyun would never allow his son to have any mishaps.

Once something happened to Long Long Xiaoyun, Long Long Xiaoyun would definitely make him wish he were dead.

"What do you want to do? My uncle is Li Li Xunhuan!"

Long Long Xiaoyun saw everyone casting their gazes at him and was suddenly a bit panicked.

"Little Li Flying Dagger has become a swan song, and Chu Chu Liuxiang is no longer seen in the world; Li Li Xunhuan’s reputation is indeed very loud, but it still can't scare me!"

Long Long Xiaoyun lowered his head in fear upon hearing this. A Zi walked over, just wanting to mock him a few times, but she didn't expect Long Long Xiaoyun’s expression to suddenly become sinister, drawing a short sword from his boot to stab at A Zi.

"It seems this is the only way to make you behave!"

Saying this, Lin Fan’s palm emitted true qi, striking directly at Long Long Xiaoyun’s acupuncture points, crippling his Wu Gong.

"Ah, what did you do to me? Why is my whole body limp!"

Long Long Xiaoyun collapsed on the ground, screaming in panic.

"Don't panic, you won't die; it’s just that your Wu Gong has been crippled!" Lin Fan said with a smile.

"What, you actually crippled my Wu Gong? I want my Wu Gong, I want my Wu Gong!" Long Long Xiaoyun lay on the ground, crying and making a scene.

Lin Fan was a bit impatient and directly used the One Yang Finger from a distance to seal Long Long Xiaoyun’s mute point; sure enough, he still disliked bratty children, and just listening to him made him angry.