Chapter 129 Little Li's Flying Dagger, Never Missing its Mark

" Yan... Great Hero Yan! "

Cold sweat instantly poured down the two top-tier assassins.

If they had previously harbored any wishful thinking, believing they could fight Yan Chu...

But after witnessing Yan Chu kill Fu Yunfan with a single finger, that thought completely vanished.

Yan Chu looked calmly at the two beardless assassins.

He snorted coldly, " Two more dead eunuchs! "

The attire, demeanor, and temperament of these two were exactly the same as the previous two Red Sleeve Beckon assassins.

Yan Chu couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled.

Could this Red Sleeve Beckon be a eunuch organization? Could the leader be someone from the palace?

He couldn't help but recall that in the world of *Reign of Assassins*, the leader of the Black Stone organization, Wheel King, was a ninth-rank eunuch from the palace.

This so-called Red Sleeve Beckon was likely the same.

Whoosh! Just as Yan Chu's mind wandered, the two top-tier assassins moved in unison.

Compared to Fu Yunfan, a Grandmaster who had lived in luxury and hadn't fought in a long time, these two Red Sleeve Beckon assassins were far superior.

They had been castrated at nine and carefully trained as Red Sleeve Beckon assassins.

They had cultivated to the Grandmaster Realm, with at least hundreds of people dying by their hands. They practiced top-tier killing techniques, born solely to kill.

The second assassin had a ferocious expression, his five fingers splayed out.

On his five withered, slender fingers were bright red, sharp nails, incomparably keen, emitting a thick, fishy stench.

This stench could even corrode True Qi; it was clearly a potent poison capable of killing a Grandmaster. If a Grandmaster were scratched by them, they likely wouldn't survive.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—the second assassin instantly unleashed countless blood claws, sealing off Yan Chu from head to toe.

Although it looked unremarkable, only a fellow Grandmaster could see the deadliness of these storm-like blood claws.

The air there emitted bursts of sonic booms because of it.

Having investigated Yan Chu thoroughly, they knew that with him appearing here, the two of them had absolutely no way to survive.

Since that was the case, they might as well fight to the death!

Meanwhile, on the other side, lotus flowers were seen blooming crazily, with countless lotus-like Sword Qi shooting over.

Rumble! The buildings below instantly turned into ruins, riddled like a sieve by this Sword Qi.

The first assassin held a slender precious sword, his killing intent restrained.

Yan Chu waited until their Moves were about to land before clapping and smiling, " With just these two Moves, you could defeat ninety percent of the Grandmasters in the world! "

" But unfortunately, I am someone who hates Yin and Yang people with rotten asses the most! "

As his voice rang out, the two assassins' blood claws and Sword Qi simultaneously froze in mid-air, like mosquitoes in amber, unable to Move.

The Great Grandmaster Realm could manipulate the weather and change the environment, easily suppressing the two Grandmasters.

Then, Yan Chu pointed a finger. Pfft! The terrifying finger beam shattered the blood claws, and one Grandmaster simply exploded into a mist of blood.

【 Killed Red Sleeve Beckon Grandmaster, extremely satisfying, EXP + 10000 】

Boom! At the same time, Yan Chu threw a punch. Heavenly Frost Fist, Frost and Snow Flying!

Countless Sword Qi along with the figure were frozen into ice blocks, and then exploded into crushed ice before the extremely fierce punch power.

【 Killed Red Sleeve Beckon Grandmaster, extremely satisfying, EXP + 10000, Little Lis Flying Dagger + 1 】

" Oh? " Yan Chu's eyes flashed. Little Lis Flying Dagger?

Little Lis Flying Dagger, peerless under heaven; once the blade is thrown, it never misses! He didn't expect to obtain this flying dagger ultimate technique.

In the Gu Long Jianghu, Little Lis Flying Dagger held special significance, even carrying a hint of Karma; once the flying dagger was thrown, the enemy would surely die.

To a certain extent, it was even a notch stronger than Divine Saber Slash.

Yan Chu closed his eyes and contemplated for a moment, finally understanding where the essence of Little Lis Flying Dagger lay.

This was a blade technique that relied on countless mental effort; every strike would consume a person's essence, energy, and spirit.

However, for Yan Chu, whose cultivation had already reached the Late Stage of the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, even throwing thousands of blades would not cause him the slightest depletion.

Yan Chu floated up lightly and re-entered the carriage. He left behind a few large words on the spot: The killer is Yan Chu!

He hoped the Red Sleeve Beckon assassins would keep coming; he welcomed them wholeheartedly.

" Who was the blind one who provoked you again? " Just as he sat on the thick, soft blanket, a warm, hot, delicate body pressed tightly against him, hugging his arm and asking coquettishly.

" Hmph! " Zhu Qingluan opposite him snorted coldly, turning her head away, out of sight, out of mind.

" We'll talk later! " Yan Chu patted her pert buttocks.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The roaring sounds of the fierce battle ahead echoed in his ears, and Yan Chu had a look of great interest on his face.

Although a beauty was by his side, business came first. With so much EXP gathered ahead, his heart was itching.

" Blade Demon Yan Chu, arriving in Longhua! " When the carriage was still several miles away from the Bai Family residence, the shouting finally reached here.

Hidden Sword Palace Elder Han Zong and others, who were watching the battle between the three Great Grandmasters and debating whether to go forward to assist, suddenly changed their expressions.

" What? Yan Chu is here? " The few looked at each other, and someone couldn't help but snort coldly, " How bold! We haven't even gone to find him, yet he delivered himself to our doorstep! "

" Does he think that just because two Grandmasters are tied up, no one can deal with him? "

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Everyone moved in unison, leaping into the air, rushing forward like wind and lightning, and landed on the street ahead within a few breaths.

Ahead, a luxurious carriage slowly drove over. Wang Ping, who was shouting at the top of his lungs, suddenly stopped his voice.

" Young Master, the main target is here! "

Swoosh! Swoosh! As the Hidden Sword Palace group appeared in front of the carriage, many Jianghu people also appeared on the rooftops on both sides of the street.

" It's here, it's here! The exciting moment is about to arrive! " These people, filled with the heart of onlookers, arrived at the designated battlefield on time, everyone's face full of excitement.

Everyone in the Jianghu likes to watch the show, and the drama of Grandmasters is especially attractive.

But the feud between Blade Demon Yan Chu and the Hidden Sword Palace was even more attractive than the drama of ordinary Grandmasters.

As mortal enemies, tonight's great battle would definitely be brilliant. Being able to appear on the front line to witness it personally, whether telling future generations or using it as bragging rights later, made them incomparably excited.

" What do you think the result of today's battle will be? "

" Need you ask? Didn't you see the scene where Yan Chu killed Fu Yunfan like crushing a bug earlier? If 'Tiger Mane Swordsman' Senior Chen and Senior Wang weren't held back by the Seven Kill Sect, it would be one thing, but now, relying on a few Grandmasters, they are probably no match for Yan Chu! "

" That's not certain! Are the Grandmasters of the Hidden Sword Palace the same as ordinary Grandmasters? "

Just as these people were whispering, the Hidden Sword Palace group was already only a hundred steps away from Yan Chu's carriage. The two horses snorted and stopped, and Yan Chu appeared on top of the carriage at some point.

" Yan Chu—you dog! " Gao Yang, who followed, looked at Yan Chu, his eyes bloodshot, his eye sockets almost splitting open.

The hundreds of people in his Gao Family all died at the hands of Yan Chu. This kind of great hatred was irreconcilable! Deeply engraved in his heart! He wished he could eat Yan Chu's flesh and sleep on Yan Chu's skin!

...

" Yan Chu, do you know your crimes?! " Just as the Hidden Sword Palace Grandmasters were coldly staring at Yan Chu, an extremely shrill voice sounded.

Fu Youfang stood beside Grandmaster Hou Jia, looking at Yan Chu with venomous eyes. Her own younger brother died at Yan Chu's hands, so she hated Yan Chu to the bone, not much less than Gao Yang.

" You slaughtered over a hundred members of the Gao Family, killed my Fu Family members; your crimes are too numerous to record. Only death can eliminate your sins! "

" Who is this old onion? " Yan Chu didn't recognize Fu Youfang and couldn't help but ask upon seeing this.

Zhu Qingluan's melodious voice came from inside the carriage, " She is the Fu Family Old Ancestor Fu Youfang, one of the only two Grandmasters of the Fu Family! "

" Fu Yunfan has already died at your hands; if you kill her too, the sky of the Fu Family will collapse! "

" What did you say?!! " Hearing the voice from the carriage, Fu Youfang's voice suddenly rose by eight octaves, her expression ferocious and incredulous, " Yunfan died at Yan Chu's hands? How is this possible? "

" He was just with me! "

Yan Chu laughed, " Don't worry, you will be able to see him again immediately, and you can be with him properly, never to be separated in life or death! "

Hearing this, how could the Hidden Sword Palace group not understand that Fu Yunfan was really killed by Yan Chu. In just such a short while.

Their attention was entirely on the battle of the three Great Grandmasters, and they completely failed to notice that Fu Yunfan's aura had disappeared.

The leader, Han Zong, had a face as gloomy as water. " Young man, you really do not put my Hidden Sword Palace in your eyes at all! "

" If we cannot smash you into ten thousand pieces today, how can we, the people of the Hidden Sword Palace, have the face to live in this world? "

Clang! As the words fell, the long sword was unsheathed. Although not as powerful as the pressure brought by the three Great Grandmasters in the distance, as a Peak Grandmaster expert, this sword strike of Han Zong was still incomparably terrifying.

Once the sword light was out, it burst forth with a cold glint, as if it could pierce the stars. Even from becoming a Great Grandmaster of the Celestial Phenomenon, it seemed to be only one step away.

" It appeared! The Star Pointing Sword Technique, one of the three top sword techniques of the Hidden Sword Palace! "

" Hiss... this sword is so terrifying! Even from several miles away, one can feel the oppressive Sword Intent, making one's skin feel like it's being pricked by needles! "

Many of the onlookers in the Jianghu were already cautious enough. But at the moment Han Zong swung his sword, they still had to retreat repeatedly to avoid being accidentally injured. This kind of thing had happened before.

Some unlucky people specifically grabbed good spots to watch the battle of experts, but unfortunately were shaken into blood mist by a flying burst of Qi.

" Elder Hou, can Elder Han kill this dog Yan Chu? " Beside Hou Jia, Gao Yang spoke through gritted teeth, staring fixedly at Yan Chu.

Hou Jia stood with his hands behind his back, proudly saying, " I originally thought Yan Chu was very powerful for killing a Grandmaster against the odds! "

" Now it seems, he is just so-so! "

" People from small places really have no big vision! "

" Letting Senior Brother Chen come on this trip is truly using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken! "

Ahead, Yan Chu was seen standing quietly on top of the carriage, letting Han Zong accumulate his Sword Intent to the Peak. This sword strike must be incomparably terrifying; even a real meteor falling to the ground would be exploded by this one sword.

Yan Chu's expression, in the eyes of the Hidden Sword Palace group, was naturally seen as being ignorant of the essence of the Star Pointing Sword Technique, short-sighted.

Marquiss Estate Guest Official Pan Ze, not far from Hou Jia, suggested, " Brother Hou, do not underestimate this child; I heard that everyone who has fought him has died... "

Boom! Before his voice fell, Han Zong was seen appearing at a height of one hundred meters at some point, his whole body emitting an extremely brilliant and dazzling sword light.

Pan Ze and Fu Youfang were both dumbfounded. Such terrifying Sword Intent and sword light made them, also Grandmasters, feel so small. They couldn't even take this sword strike if there were ten of them. Is this the top Grandmaster of the Hidden Sword Palace? Truly terrifying!

This time, the person who will die shouldn't be Yan Chu, right?

In the distance, many people gathered around a silver-haired old man. If someone who knew him were there, they would recognize him as Mei Kuangyuan, one of the famous figures of Cangzhou Prefecture, the owner of Cold Plum Villa, also a veteran Grandmaster famous for many years.

" Senior Mei, what is this Move? Is it also a sword technique from the Star Pointing Sword Technique? " The surrounding people looked at the brilliant and magnificent sword light, all having a feeling of impending disaster.

Mei Kuangyuan's expression was incomparably solemn, slowly saying, " Have you ever heard of a sword technique that descends from the sky? "

" Is it... the Falling Star from the Star Pointing lineage?! " Someone with broad knowledge said with a trembling voice.

Descending from the sky, incomparably gorgeous, as bright as stars, as fleeting as comets, sweeping across all directions like ten thousand hectares of meteorites.

Shoo! The Falling Star sword light plummeted from a hundred meters in the sky, carrying the earth's gravity, its speed incomparably terrifying. Han Zong's whole body True Qi glowed, as if flames were burning.

" Retreat!! " Mei Kuangyuan shouted, taking the people around him and starting to retreat wildly. Once the Falling Star landed, within a few miles, it would be smashed into ruins; below the Grandmaster level, there was absolutely no possibility of survival.

" Hahahaha! " Hou Jia laughed wildly, wantonly and arrogantly, his long beard dancing in the wind, his robes flapping loudly.

" Falling Star has finished accumulating power; besides a Great Grandmaster, who else is a match for Senior Brother Han... What? "

Before he finished speaking, his face showed an expression like he had seen a ghost. On top of the carriage, Yan Chu was seen with his black robes fluttering in the wind, long hair draped over his shoulders, and both palms slapping upwards.

Roar! Two golden Dragons were seen jumping out from his palms, shaking their heads and tails, rushing against the current, instantly turning into dozens of feet of Dragon shadows. The two golden Dragons overlapped and went up, like two Dragons drawing water, colliding violently with the falling sword light.

Dong! Pa! Extremely dazzling light exploded, illuminating the night sky within several miles. Like a cannon hitting a mosquito, Han Zong was instantly crushed into minced meat before the mighty palm power of the Mighty Dragon Divine Palm.

The terrifying waves mixed with blood mist spread in all directions, and the rising gale swept downwards; everyone couldn't help but raise their arms to block the gale coming towards them.

【 Killed Hidden Sword Palace Grandmaster expert, extremely satisfying, EXP + 10000 】

Swoosh! Ding! A tattered precious sword fell from the sky, sticking straight into the bluestone slab on the ground. A severed finger, stuck with flesh, clung to the sword hilt, twitched twice, and then stopped moving.

" What? " The many Grandmasters of the Hidden Sword Palace were stunned.

" Where is Senior Brother Han? "

" Why is the Falling Star gone before it even landed? "

" Yan Chu, you— "

Everyone looked at Yan Chu, some unable to believe that it was he who caused all this. Yan Chu curled his lips, " What the hell is Falling Star? "

" Fancy but useless! "

" You guys come and take a palm strike from me too! "

As he said this, Boom! Boom! He slapped his palms continuously, four or five golden Dragons roared and flew out, covering the entire county street, the momentum was extremely spectacular, just like a real Divine Dragon descending.

" Retreat fast!! " Now it was the turn of the Hidden Sword Palace group to be dumbfounded. Even without the scene of Han Zong being blasted into pieces by one palm, facing this palm of Yan Chu, they finally knew how terrifying it was.

The air in front seemed to be infinitely compressed, and the space around them was suppressed by the palm power; they could only watch helplessly as the golden Dragons pounced, completely unable to dodge.