flstandardbreds Chapter 173 A swordsman is not a hero
Chapter 173 A swordsman is not a hero
Chapter 173 A Swordsman Is Not a Hero
"Despicable!" Leng Jun cursed. "I, Leng Jun, will never associate with such a despicable person. Farewell!"
He glanced at Yang Xi with disdain, then got up and left, his dashing and sharp figure bringing with it a gust of cold wind.
Li Wenhao quickly gave Cheng Jun, the fifth brother, a wink. Cheng Jun chased after him, leaving only him and Yang Xi in the luxurious private room.
"Mr. Yang, please don't take offense. Junior Brother Leng Jun is a bit impulsive!" Li Wenhao apologized, then his face darkened again. "Mr. Yang, can you guarantee that this move will lure Zhuo Yang out?"
"I'm about 50% confident." Yang Xi chuckled sinisterly. "There's one more problem. Zhuo Yang should be at the Golden Core stage, and he has at least one expert at the Heartbeat stage by his side. Can the three of you guarantee that you can kill Zhuo Yang?"
Yang Xi deliberately concealed some things, such as Zhou Hanxiao, who had been guarding Zhuo Yang's house for a whole night and most of the day.
When Yang Xi learned that Zhou Hanxiao was at Zhuo Yang's house, he was so angry that he smashed the coffee table again.
It was obvious that Zhuo Yang had a good relationship with Long Ting, which made Yang Xi feel constrained. He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he might attract Long Ting's attention. If things got out of hand, even the Yang family wouldn't be able to protect him.
However, now that the people from the Moyun Sword Sect have arrived, Longting will absolutely not interfere in the fight between cultivators.
"As long as Zhuo Yang isn't a Nascent Soul stage expert, we, the Three Musketeers of Moyun, will definitely kill him!" Li Wenhao sneered.
It turns out that he, like Yang Xi, was a complete schemer who obtained the intelligence before making his conclusions.
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That night, Pan Jianbo and Feng Rong were both cultivating in their rooms. Zhuo Yang had given them a task: they had to reach the Foundation Establishment stage within three days. Today was already the second day; if they couldn't reach the Foundation Establishment stage by tomorrow, they would be too ashamed to face Zhuo Yang.
Strands of multicolored primordial energy, invisible to mortals, gradually gathered near the two-story building, as if a strangely shaped rainbow were appearing. If a cultivator were to witness this, they would surely believe that a blessed land had appeared here.
As night fell, the number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased. By late at night, the streetlights were on, but there were almost no pedestrians.
At this moment, several dark figures jumped down from the roof and gradually surrounded the two-story building where the primordial energy of heaven and earth was gathering.
"on!"
A man in black, his head and face covered, waved his hand, and the others immediately pulled out short knives from their pockets and rushed into the two-story building.
After a brief exchange of fighting sounds and screams, a van sped up to the ground floor, and several men in black carried two large bundles, jumped into the van, and quickly drove away.
At the intersection, a Bentley and a van met and sped off to an old warehouse located on the outskirts of the northern district of Lingzhou City.
Two bundles were dragged into the warehouse, and several men in black fiercely chained Pan Jianbo and Feng Rong, suspending them in mid-air.
Subsequently, Yang Xi, Li Wenhao, and Hua Cheng, all exuding hostility, entered the warehouse.
"Mr. Yang, these are Zhuo Yang's men. One is named Pan Jianbo, and the other is named Feng Rong. These are their ID cards!" The man in black handed over two ID cards and then stepped aside.
Yang Xi walked up to the two people hanging there, holding their ID cards. After comparing them, he said in a gloomy tone, "Your name is Pan Jianbo. What is your relationship with Zhuo Yang?"
"Pah!" Pan Jianbo, who seemed slick, was surprisingly tough at this moment, spitting a mouthful of bloody phlegm onto Yang Xi's face. "Who I am is none of your business!"
"Hit me!"
Yang Xi's face turned extremely hateful, and his cheeks were trembling.
Two men in black immediately rushed up and beat Pan Jianbo with wooden sticks.
Screams immediately filled the empty warehouse.
"Fuck your ancestors! If you have the guts, tell me your names, and my master will definitely take your lives!" Feng Rong cursed as he saw Pan Jianbo knocked unconscious.
"Zhuo Yang is your master?" Yang Xi stared at him with a sinister and malicious gaze, but his face was full of surprise.
“Mr. Yang, let me interrogate this guy.” Li Wenhao stepped forward, his face full of surprise.
"If you're interested, then please, Master Li." Yang Xi sneered a few times and took a few steps away.
Li Wenhao walked up to Feng Rong and said with a gentle smile, "We are all cultivators, so I won't waste my time with you. Tell me the cultivation technique that Zhuo Yang taught you, and I can let you leave alive!"
When Pan Jianbo and Feng Rong were kidnapped, Yang Xi, Li Wenhao and Hua Cheng were in another Bentley. At that time, Li Wenhao was deeply shocked by the energy gathered near the small building and concluded that the two had powerful skills.
"Dream on!" Feng Rong laughed disdainfully. "You so-called hero, you're worse than a dog. You want to steal my martial arts techniques? In your next life!"
Li Wenhao's face darkened, and he said sternly, "You won't shed tears until you see the coffin, humph!"
He made a lightning-fast move, drawing a finely crafted longsword from who-knows-where. With a flash of light, blood spurted from Feng Rong's left knee.
"Ah..." Feng Rong screamed, then gritted her teeth and stared at Li Wenhao with fierce eyes, "I won't give it to you, I'd rather die than give it to you!"
With a whoosh, another flash of sword light appeared.
Blood spurted from Feng Rong's right knee, but he remained silent, gritting his teeth tightly.
Blood dripped onto the ground, quickly turning Feng Rong's face pale.
"Old Feng..." Pan Jianbo slowly woke up and saw Feng Rong's miserable state. He was so angry that he was trembling all over. "Damn it, come at me if you have a problem. Anyway, I have no parents and I'm all alone. Who's afraid of who!"
"Hand over your cultivation techniques, and I'll spare your lives!" Li Wenhao walked over, a smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with malice. He flicked his longsword and pointed it at Pan Jianbo's neck.
Pan Jianbo simply raised his head and said arrogantly, "If I blink, I'm your son!"
Li Wenhao narrowed his eyes, his killing intent palpable.
At this moment, Yang Xi stepped forward and whispered, "Keep them alive for now; they're still useful!"
"Hmph!" Li Wenhao withdrew his sword and sneered a few times: "I'll give you a few minutes to think it over. Hand over your cultivation techniques and I'll spare your lives. If you don't, I'll slowly torture you to death with my sword!"
Li Wenhao gave Hua Cheng a wink, and the two walked to a corner of the warehouse and whispered to each other.
Yang Xi glanced at the two men and cursed inwardly, "They call themselves heroes, but they showed their true colors when they tried to steal someone else's martial arts techniques. The young master told me that swordsmen aren't heroes, and he was right!"
Then, he had two jade pendants brought up and played with them in his hands in front of Pan Jianbo and Feng Rong.
Pan Jianbo was furious and couldn't help but yell, "What the hell are you doing?"
Yang Xi chuckled sinisterly, "You call yourselves cultivators? The communication jade pendant was destroyed, and its creator immediately sensed it. Will your master come to your rescue?"
Pan Jianbo's expression changed drastically, and he quickly looked around.
"I'd rather die than let my master be tricked by you!" Feng Rong roared, then opened his mouth wide, stuck out his tongue, and was about to bite down hard.
A man in black stepped forward and punched Feng Rong, knocking him unconscious.
Pan Jianbo stared intently, gritted his teeth, and snapped one of his teeth.
"Smash the jade pendant in half an hour!" Yang Xi said with a sinister grin, and then quickly left the warehouse with Li Wenhao.