Chapter 90 Two More Dead Eunuchs

Looking into the distance, Fu Guanlin had already fled far away.

These people all have the same temperament.

When they show up, their threats are louder than the last; when they can't win, they tuck their tails and flee faster than anyone.

"I have the Wind God Leg, do you think you can outrun me?"

Yan Chu sneered, rising like a gale and chasing forward with lightning speed.

Inside the Lu Residence, half the courtyard had been reduced to ruins by the aftershocks of the battle.

Lu Zhongxuan's face was deathly pale.

He had learned from the servants that Yan Chu had arrived carrying Su Zhirou; he suspected that this time, he might have accidentally offended his own side.

Smelling the thick scent of blood outside the residence, his heart and gallbladder turned cold with fear.

Yan Chu was truly too terrifying; so many Sixth Realm Martial Artists had been cleaned up by him in short order.

He looked at Su Zhirou, almost pleading:

"Miss Su, I really didn't know you were Great Hero Yan's woman. Lianhan is my daughter-in-law, why would I make things difficult for her?"

Su Zhirou's pretty face was icy as she said coldly:

"Take me to see my aunt!"

"Yes! Yes!"

...

Flee! Flee! Flee!!

Although Fu Guanlin relied on the broken sword in his hand to save his life, his internal organs were almost shattered by Yan Chu's palm strike, and he was only holding onto his heart's pulse with a sliver of True Qi.

Careless!

Yan Chu's strength was definitely not just tenth on the heavenly pride ranking.

With this level of cultivation and strength, he was at least in the top three of the heavenly pride ranking, perhaps even first!

He had actually brought such a formidable enemy upon the Fu Family for nothing!

Just as Fu Guanlin was thinking this, a green poisonous needle suddenly shot out from the side towards his brow.

"Who is it?"

Although it was sudden, the attacker's strength wasn't high, and the poisonous needle was immediately swatted away by Fu Guanlin.

On a roof not far ahead, a Masked Woman looked over coldly.

Fu Guanlin didn't stop; his figure was like a startled swan or a fleeting shadow, drifting from the beginning of the street to the end of the alley in an instant.

That woman was only at the Fifth Realm and couldn't affect him at all.

Shua!

He was fast, but Yan Chu was dozens of times faster.

Without even an afterimage, a gale swept past. Fu Guanlin roared as he was caught in a violent tornado, the center of the storm filled with countless leg shadows.

Every leg shadow could kick down a tall building.

"Spa... Bang!"

Yan Chu kicked Fu Guanlin into a mist of blood, and the hurricane dissipated.

[Killed a Fu Family Sixth Realm Martial Artist, extremely satisfying, Experience +5000]

Yan Chu raised his hand and caught the falling broken sword.

The sword patterns were complex and the blade's edge was intimidating; with a light stroke, the air seemed to make the sound of tearing silk, caused by the breeze splitting in two before the blade.

"A good sword!"

Yan Chu praised.

The Masked Woman on the roof not far away drifted down, curtsied, and said:

"This humble girl greets Young Hero Yan. I..."

"Wait a moment!"

Yan Chu waved his hand and looked toward the street corner ahead.

"You two rats, you've been monitoring for so long, aren't you coming out yet?"

Silence ahead.

Yan Chu snorted and struck out with a palm.

Boom!

The house turned into ruins under this palm strike, and two figures leaped out from the dust and smoke, landing on the long street.

"There are more experts?!!"

The Jianghu people observing from afar saw these two and looked at each other, nearly jumping in shock.

They thought that so many Sixth Realm Martial Artists just now was already the limit, but now two more had appeared.

How many factions had Yan Chu offended?

One wave settles, another rises.

"Go Great Hero Yan, kill these bastards!!"

Someone shouted loudly.

"Qiao San, why are you so excited?"

Qiao San smiled proudly, "Great Hero Yan is clearly the same kind of person as me, with a special love for married women. Of course I have to support him!"

Screw you!

Everyone looked on with disdain; who didn't know this fellow was a Natural Eunuch who loved eavesdropping on widows but couldn't do anything himself?

On this side, two black-clothed men—one slightly plump and one thin—landed on the street, the shock in their eyes not yet faded as they looked at the lingering power of Yan Chu's palm strike.

Such overbearing palm force, extremely hard and masculine; even the two of them didn't dare to confront it head-on.

Yan Chu frowned as he looked at the two.

Their cultivation was deep and their aura strong; the thin one was at the Late Stage of the Sixth Realm, and the slightly plump one was at the Peak of the Sixth Realm.

It wasn't their cultivation that made Yan Chu frown, as they were still far from him.

What made him frown was their temperament.

This temperament... how should he put it?

It was somewhat similar to Ye Xiaoran's; lacking masculine vigor, instead exuding a feminine, effeminate aura.

Could it be...

Yan Chu looked at the two again. Sure enough, there was no hair on their faces. The thin one held a sword in his right hand, while his left hand was pinched in an orchid finger gesture.

Dammit!

"Two more dead eunuchs!"

"What did you say?!"

The thin one was full of shame and anger, pointing his sword at Yan Chu, his voice shrill.

"What are you looking at? I wasn't talking about you!"

"You—"

The other's face flushed red, choked into silence.

"I won't lower myself to your level!"

He had originally wanted to recruit Yan Chu into the organization, but now it seemed that possibility was approaching zero.

He couldn't help but snort and turn his head away.

The slightly plump one sneered at Yan Chu:

"Yan Chu, your life is about to end!"

"Oh? How so?"

Yan Chu's expression was full of interest.

"You should have felt it, right? A Grandmaster is currently rushing here from outside the city. His Divine Sense has already marked your aura; you can't escape!"

At their level of cultivation, True Qi was thick to an incredible degree.

They were extremely sensitive to the Qi of heaven and earth.

Unless specifically hidden, they could sense each other even from ten miles away.

"And then?"

The slightly plump man showed a faint smile:

"To be honest, the two of us are assassins from the Cangzhou Prefecture branch of Red Sleeve Beckon. I am Number Twelve, and he is Number Thirteen!"

"If you join my Red Sleeve Beckon, I can help you avoid this Grandmaster's pursuit!"

"Oh? You can escape a Grandmaster's pursuit?"

"Of course!"

Number Twelve was full of confidence.

Yan Chu chuckled and asked, "Then do you think you can escape my pursuit?"

Number Twelve's smile slowly faded, and his gaze turned cold:

"It seems you intend to go your own way!"

"Do you think that as a single Sixth Realm, you can kill the two of us?"

"We might not be your match, but if we want to escape, don't even think about..."

Clang!

Before he could finish his sentence, a crisp saber ring sounded. The two Advanced assassins of Red Sleeve Beckon felt their hair stand on end, and their minds went blank for a moment.

Saber light!

Saber light fast to the extreme!

Uncatchable by the naked eye, the killing intent was earth-shattering!

"Ah!!! My eyes!!"

The Jianghu people watching from hundreds of meters away all felt their eyes stung by a terrifying Saber Qi, and they couldn't help but close their eyes and scream, Tears streaming down.

It wasn't until seven or eight breaths later that they recovered and opened their eyes to look forward.

"Dead... dead again..."

"Who else can be a match for Blade Demon Yan Chu?"

The two assassins stood dazed in the middle of the street, their eyes vacant and lifeless.

A few words squeezed out of Number Twelve's throat,

"Such... such a fast saber!"

Poof!

Countless cracks bloomed on both assassins at the same time, and innumerable Saber Qi erupted from within their bodies, shattering them into blood clots on the ground.

[Beheaded a Red Sleeve Beckon Sixth Realm assassin, extremely satisfying, Experience +5000]

[Beheaded a Red Sleeve Beckon Sixth Realm assassin, extremely satisfying, Experience +5000]

Yan Chu curled his lip and said:

"Two dead eunuchs!"

"With this little strength, you wanted to recruit me? Even when given a chance, you're useless!"