Chapter 38 It's still your old man.

"You scoundrel!"

"How dare you kill someone from our Six Doors?"

The Six Doors Constables and Gao Family guards downstairs all drew their weapons, looking over with shocked and angry eyes.

The innkeeper and the waiter had long since disappeared, hiding somewhere.

Those few Jianghu people who had been disarmed were also looking on with expressions of shock and uncertainty.

It was the first time they had ever seen someone dare to kill a member of the Six Doors in public.

Yan Chu stood with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, he had returned to his original appearance, handsome and dashing, with an extraordinary bearing.

He looked at the person who had just spoken and said, "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly just now!"

As he spoke, Yan Chu drifted down from the second floor.

He stepped on the forehead of the first Constable who had been thrown down, causing brain matter to splatter everywhere, and a thick, bloody stench filled the entire lobby.

【Killed a tyrannical Six Doors Constable, feeling extremely gratified, EXP +100】

He raised his head, looked around, and said with a chuckle, "How about you say that again?"

The lead Constable almost ground his molars to dust and shouted angrily, "Attack! Tear him into pieces for me!"

"Kill!!"

"Don't let him get away!"

"Die…"

The Six Doors Constables and Gao Family guards charged up simultaneously, several blades sealing off his retreat, and the inn instantly became filled with killing intent.

"Retreat quickly!"

The others hurriedly retreated outside the range of the battle.

"Heh!"

Yan Chu shook his head, smiled disdainfully, and with a clang, the azure nether precious saber was unsheathed.

Whoosh!

In an instant, an astonishing heat appeared in the inn, and the surrounding tables and chairs all burst into flames.

"Oh no! It's a Fourth Realm expert!"

"Hurry and go invite Head Constable Lei…"

Pfft! Pfft…

Unfortunately, just as the words left their mouths, a crimson Saber Qi flashed through the inn, and several charred corpses fell to the ground.

Wiped out with a single strike!

【Killed a tyrannical Six Doors Constable, feeling extremely gratified, EXP +300】

【Killed a wicked Gao Family guard, feeling extremely gratified, EXP +100】

【Killed…】

Listening to the crisp notifications in his ears, Yan Chu took a fifty-tael silver ingot from his bosom, thought for a moment, then put it back and swapped it for a ten-tael one.

Bang!

With a flick of his finger, the silver ingot shot into the inn wall.

He arrived at the street in front of the inn.

The surrounding people, feeling the huge commotion coming from inside the inn, all ran far away.

At the end of the street, a bearded Green Uniform Head Constable was flying over.

Beside him was a white-browed old man.

It was exactly the second member of the Twin Fiends with White Eyebrows from earlier.

The two landed one after the other at the inn entrance.

Lei Heng looked at the charred corpses inside the inn, stared gloomily at Yan Chu, and said word by word, "Did you do this?"

Yan Chu was annoyed whenever he saw this green uniform now, and said impatiently, "Are you blind? Who else could it be but your father?"

"Good! Then today I will chop off your head to pay tribute to my brothers in the Six Doors!"

Yan Chu chuckled, "So, you admit that I am your father?"

"You're courting death!"

"Wait a moment!"

Cao Hong, the second of the Twin Fiends with White Eyebrows, pulled Lei Heng back, looked at the azure nether saber in Yan Chu's hand, and asked, "Are you the one who killed Yan Zhifeng, the manager of the Gao Family firm, last night?"

"What?"

Lei Heng also lowered his head to look at the saber in Yan Chu's hand.

He had already heard from Du Jiao and the other that the swordsman who killed Yan Zhifeng had extraordinary strength, and the two of them couldn't take him down even when joining forces.

They had originally planned to track that person down.

Who knew that the incident of Zeng Tianxiang from Big Black Mountain assassinating the fifth son of the Gao Family had just occurred, so it was temporarily shelved.

Who would have thought that the person in front of him was actually the swordsman from last night?

What a coincidence!

Capturing this person would also be a great achievement.

Yan Chu admitted it straightforwardly: "You guessed right! It's still your father!"

Before, his strength was weak, and he could only hide cautiously.

Now that he was already at the Fourth Realm, he was considered a minor expert in the region of a commandery, so why should he still act like before?

Wouldn't that mean he had Cultivated in vain?

Linshui City was so big.

After killing these two and finding a place to hide, he didn't believe the Gao Family could find him anytime soon.

"Good, good, good!"

"You are certainly daring enough to admit it!"

"Even if you are not a bandit from Big Black Mountain, killing my Six Doors Constable and Manager Yan means you are on a dead-end road!"

"Kill!"

As soon as the word "kill" left his mouth, Lei Heng had already disappeared from his spot, and an iron staff whistled down, the pitch-black staff shadow formed by True Qi carrying immense pressure.

Clang!

The azure nether precious saber was unsheathed, and terrifying heat, enough to burn a person to a cinder, erupted.

The crimson Saber Qi slashed onto the pitch-black staff shadow, and a violent gust of wind erupted, flipping dozens of stone slabs on the street.

Boom!

Just as Yan Chu slashed out with this blade.

Cao Hong had approached from the side, a palm print wreathed in black Qi pressing down; anyone struck would die from the poison evil attacking their heart.

"Get lost!"

Yan Chu used one slash to cut the iron staff in half, the momentum of the blade remaining undiminished as it slashed straight toward the opponent's shoulder.

A fierce look flashed in Cao Hong's eyes, and he shouted loudly.

Determined to trade injury for life, he slapped his palm toward Yan Chu's chest without dodging.

As long as he hit him with his Poison Evil Palm, the person in front of him would definitely die.

Losing an arm was nothing!

Pfft! Bang!

The sound of the blade cutting through the arm and the sound of the palm striking the chest rang out almost simultaneously.

Yan Chu flew backward in the air for two turns before steadying himself on the ground.

A wave of poison Qi came burning from his chest, but as he circulated his Nine Yang Divine Art, the poison Qi was forced out in an instant.

"Argh!!"

Opposite him, Cao Hong was holding his own severed arm with one hand, pressing acupoints at the wound to stop the bleeding, and retreating repeatedly.

"Brother Cao, are you alright?"

Lei Heng hurriedly stepped forward.

Although the clash just now was brief, it was extremely dangerous.

He didn't expect the saber in this kid's hand to be a famous weapon; it had cut his iron staff in half with a single strike.

He didn't dare to take it head-on under the sharpness of the famous saber and could only retreat.

However, Cao Hong was decisive.

He paid the price of an arm to trade for the opponent getting hit by his Poison Evil Palm.

"Heh heh heh…"

Cao Hong endured the pain, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, but he laughed out loud: "This kid has been hit by the Poison Evil Palm; his life is not long for this world!"

"Head Constable Lei, I want that saber of his; I can give you three thousand taels of silver to make up for it!"

Lei Heng nodded: "Good, I'll listen to you!"

Although he also coveted this famous saber, since the other party had lost an arm, he was embarrassed to continue fighting over it.

"What on earth are you two talking about?"

At this moment, the person in front said calmly, his voice full of energy, showing no signs of being poisoned at all.

"You… you weren't poisoned?"

Cao Hong was full of horror.

Lei Heng also had an expression like he had seen a ghost.

He had witnessed the Poison Evil Palm of the Twin Fiends with White Eyebrows; as long as a Fourth Realm Martial Artist was hit, few survived. There were more than a few Qi Sea Realm experts who had died at the hands of the two brothers!

"Heh, if that's all the skill you have, both of you can die here today!"

Yan Chu held his long saber in reverse, flying over like a wild goose in the air, leaving behind trails of afterimages, the crimson Saber Qi covering several meters around the two.

"Retreat!"

Lei Heng hurriedly retreated.

He didn't want to experience the sharpness of the famous saber.

But Cao Hong, due to his severed arm and unbearable pain, was a fraction of a second too slow.

This fraction of a second was the distance between life and death.

Pfft!

The crimson Saber Qi cut across the air, sweeping past two legs that had leaped up, the high temperature roasting the severed ends until they were charred black.

Then a green saber light flashed.

A pillar of blood shot high up from the neck cavity, and the white-browed head flew high into the air.