Chapter 2536: Chapter 2526: A Sword Like Snow
Long Yan carefully looked around, unsure of how long it had been since he last encountered such an oppressive presence. After all, in the Qin Dynasty, aside from the officials and the commoners, even the comrcial associations were only two large associations at most, so naturally, such things did not exist.
Long Yan just glanced at Jian Wuchen with a smile, only to see the latter staring blankly at the woman in his arms, completely ignoring the words of the four burly n.
“Please save , my lord.”
On her face, as pale as a duck egg, Li Hua with rain. This unexpectedly stirred Jian Wuchen’s long-frozen heart, as the girl caught sight of Jian Wuchen’s exquisite profile and felt a bit shy, after all, she was now in the arms of a stranger.
“Kid, I’m talking to you, did you hear?”
The burly man shouted, yet Jian Wuchen still displayed an indifferent deanor, his eyes fixated on the woman in his arms. Seeing Jian Wuchen not respond, the burly man grew angrier and walked over to shove Jian Wuchen, only to be unintentionally bounced back by Jian Wuchen’s protective True Qi as he approached.
“Do you… Do you know who I am? I am from the City Lord Mansion in Jiangxia City. You beat today, the City Lord won’t let you get away with it.”
This is the sorrow of the Chu Dynasty. In terms of policy, the Chu Dynasty largely opted for centralized power, and since the Dynasty was controlled by the Emperor Clan, the buying and selling of officials was rampant, akin to the forr Song Dynasty, where even the current pri minister could be bought.
The City Lord of Jiangxia City was no exception. He bought the official position of this Jiangxia City himself, and of course, naturally beca the local tyrant of Jiangxia City, oppressing the people and committing all sorts of evil deeds, ignoring the affairs of Jiangxia City. Daily, besides accumulating wealth, he indulged in eating, drinking, and gambling.
The burly man before him was rely a house servant, yet dared to oppress the people under broad daylight, forcibly seizing won.
Jian Wuchen ignored the four, rely shaking his head.
“I am protecting this woman.”
What kind of person was Jian Wuchen? He was one of the Three Great Young Swordsn, naturally speaking with an air of arrogance, angering the four house servants, who were accustod to their tyrannical behavior in Jiangxia City, never having heard such words before.
“Which spring onion do you think you are, kid? Don’t ntion him, you won’t escape today either.”
After saying that, an unknown slave took out a whistle from sowhere, and with a slight blow, a piercing sound erupted, summoning all the city guards.
“Quickly, leave.”
Elder Roushui’s eyes narrowed, surprised that a re house servant could gather the city guards for combat. Although they were domineering, they were not foolish, clearly knowing Jian Wuchen was not soone they could contend with, thus gathering n first.
“How about it? No matter how strong you are, can you fight a hundred?”
Watching the slave’s grin, Jian Wuchen smiled too, but with utmost disdain.
A person is valuable knowing their ignorance, yet the person before him seed unaware.
Jian Wuchen released the maiden in his arms, untied the knot on his chest, and a long sword with a black scabbard appeared in Jian Wuchen’s hand. As the sword appeared in the air, an unknown breeze lifted, gently stirring the tips of Jian Wuchen’s hair.
“Is this Jian Wuchen?”
Apparently, they too knew the na of the Three Great Young Swordsn, but none knew what Jian Wuchen looked like. However, the only mark left for everyone was the clear “Wuchen” on his sword.
With Jian Wuchen drawing his sword, all the soldiers, including those slaves, stared intently at the long sword in Jian Wuchen’s hand, wanting to see if this handso young man was indeed the legendary Jian Wuchen.
On the front, no.
On the back, there seed to be so marks, yet they weren’t “Wuchen,” but rather “Clear Wind.” Instantly, all the soldiers at the scene breathed a sigh of relief. A person’s na casts a shadow; if genuinely Jian Wuchen, they might be afraid, but evidently, this “Jian Wuchen” was an impostor.
Indeed, since Jian Wuchen’s fa, a large number of sword cultivators mimicked him, and the soldiers wildly rushed towards Long Yan and others.
“Need help, impostor?”
Although these soldiers possessed cultivation bases, those around them were renowned cultivators; this hundred or so people didn’t even need consideration.
“No need.”
Jian Wuchen maintained his cold deanor, allowing the approaching soldiers to remain. He still didn’t move, rely closing his eyes slowly; the sword in his hand shimred with cold light. It was now noon, followed by the sunlight, and Long Yan seed to experience an illusion, feeling the sun above no longer scorching.
The clear wind gently blew, a stream of cool air seeped through the gap in people’s clothes, penetrating their bodies, making everyone feel chilly.
In the next instant, Jian Wuchen’s body moved, like a leopard, instantaneously, sword shadows danced across the entire site; clearly, it was just a sword, yet the air seed filled with countless sword shadows, flashing continuously, even the sunlight appearing split by the long sword.
“I truly didn’t expect you’d give him the Clear Wind Sword so swiftly.”
Standing next to Lu Wujue, Elder Roushui remarked, noting Lu Wujue’s embarrassnt. He hadn’t ntioned that his apprentice’s sword was taken by an Old Madman, and the Old Madman’s apprentice was watching nearby. Lightly coughing twice represented acknowledgnt, and Lu Wujue rely watched his apprentice’s battle with admiration.
Like multiple swords wielding together, the surrounding sword light surged, nurous lily-white ribbons flew from Jian Wuchen’s long sword, even Jian Wuchen’s body blurred, obscured by a hazy layer, wantonly slaughtering the lives around him.
Long Yan too witnessed for the first ti the true action of the so-called Three Great Young Swordsn, naturally different from the Heart Inquiry Road. During that ti, Jian Wuchen lacked True Qi, his swordsmanship essence slow yet profound.
The sword in his hand resembled the Grim Reaper. Among the soldiers’ frightened glances, this sword was unavoidable, known for its certainty. With a splatter of fresh blood sticking to the sword, a thick layer of corpses piled up beside Jian Wuchen. Within four steps, only dead bodies dwelled, no living soul.
All bodies fell with a single stroke; there was no needless move!
The four slaves also gasped. Even when witnessing Jian Wuchen act, a sense of misalignnt struck them, yet it was too late. The seemingly courteous youth suddenly revealed his fangs; all ended by his sword without any hesitation.
Even now, his white clothes remained as pure as snow, without a speck of dust.
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