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Chapter 85 Li Yuanfang's Knife

The furious snow is majestic and cold, the world is chilling, and within a thousand miles, it is silvery white, with almost no variegated colors.

Some people like winter very much, because in winter, they can enjoy snow and plum blossoms, eat hot hot pot, and sleep well under the warm blanket.

These pleasures cannot be enjoyed in other seasons.

But there is a price for enjoying fun, and the most obvious price is money. Therefore, those who like winter must be from wealthy families, not poor people.

Winter is the worst day for the poor, and the poor hope that winter will come later.

In fact, not only the poor, but not all rich people like winter, even officials.

Just like now, with an imperial decree, he had to leave the warm bed and go to the snowy Fortress to pick up a group of "targets" who were destined to be assassinated.

Li Jinyu rode Laojiu at the front, as if she didn't have a single bone in her body, she was lazily motionless, letting the wind and snow stir her white fox fur.

There is also a rider beside Li Jinyu. This person is about 22 years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a handsome appearance. It is the tough appearance that Li Jinyu admires most.

This person is none other than Li Yuanfang.

On the grassland, the war broke out again, and the Liao Kingdom proposed to Wu Zhou, obviously to add another weight.

Whether it is the ambitious Meng Yuan, or the Jurchen who has just split into two families, they don't want Wu Zhou to participate in this competition, and sending assassins is inevitable.

Not only would there be assassins in the grasslands, but there would also be no peace in Wuzhou. Any big, ambitious force would never miss such a golden opportunity to fish in troubled waters.

Everyone knows that the assassin will definitely come!
Li Yuanfang glanced at Li Jinyu, and in order to relieve the tension in his heart, he asked, "I have a question, and I haven't figured it out after thinking about it for several days."

"what is the problem?"

"Obviously I'm one year older than you, why are you my senior brother and me?"

"Our family is counted according to the order of entry."

"getting Started?"

"That's right, although you are older than me, you are several years behind me in terms of the time you started!"

"No, no, no, what you said is wrong. I've heard that you didn't join Master's school."

"A teacher for one day and a father for life, since I have recognized my adoptive father, how can I not be regarded as a teacher?"

Li Yuanfang had nothing to say.

It's not that I can't think of a reason, but Li Jinyu is better at messing around.

Li Yuanfang is a very quiet person. If it is not necessary, he can not speak for a whole day. When he must speak, he will speak very concisely.

Mentioning the issue of brothers and sisters is just to find a way to talk about it, there is no need to spend too much time on it.

No matter if you are a senior brother or a younger brother, if you can't pass the test in front of you, it's just a pile of loess.

"When do you think the killer will arrive?"

"I don't know, but if we can think of one thing, the Minister of Military Affairs of the North Korea, of course, can think of it, and the enemy can also think of it."

"So the enemy will not come very strong."

"If I were to devise a strategy, I should send experts who happen to eat us up, and then use these experts as bait to launch a counter-sneak attack."

"why?"

"If the masters sent here are far superior to us, wouldn't it be a big loss if they were ambushed and attacked by masters from the Central Plains? If they can't beat us, what's the point of sending them here? It's better not to come!"

"Master said, your intuition is very accurate, do you want to guess who will come first?"

"How could this be guessed!"

"But... people are already here!"

Before she finished speaking, Li Yuanfang rose into the air, and at some point in her hand was a two-foot dagger.

The blade swirls quickly in the palm of the hand, and the body also swirls and circles around it. There is a flash of cold light, blood bursts out, and three more corpses that have been cut in half appear in the snow.

Li Yuanfang is a disciple of Yuchi Zhenjin, all his martial arts were practiced in the army, his strikes were ruthless, without showing any mercy, before the blood dripped from the blade, the precious sword was swung out again, causing another bloody gleam.

When Yuchi Zhenjin was young, he was able to play with three Tang knives, which was very psychedelic.

As he grew older, his martial arts became more advanced, and the fancy moves were abandoned, only the iron-blooded killer moves from the army were kept, and the moves were extremely concise.

What Li Yuanfang inherited was this kind of saber technique.

There are no strange changes, no overbearing sword like a dragon, and no absolute sword that divides rivers and seas.

There is only one word - kill!

Every weapon that can be called a weapon is created for the purpose of killing.

Killing is the most essential value of a weapon, and Li Yuanfang perfectly interprets this value.

The light of the saber follows the body like a shadow, staying close to the vital points of the enemy's body for a moment, and the moves are simple and sharp, striving to kill with one blow.

Every time the stern light flashes, it can bring out a ray of blood, and the dozen or so killers hidden in the snow were all killed within half a minute.

Not only that, but Li Yuanfang was quick in thinking, and in order to deter foreign enemies, stabilize morale, and to send wrong information to the enemy, he used all vigor and viciousness in his moves.

When Li Yuanfang returned with the knife, the snow had been stained red by the splashed blood, and there were broken corpses everywhere.

The warriors in the Jianghu may not be able to bear this, but the Jinwu Guard's morale was greatly boosted, and they raised their guns and roared angrily. Even the envoys sent by the Liao Kingdom were eager to try.

The envoy of the Liao Kingdom is Yelu Alian, the younger brother of the Liao Emperor Yelu Hongji. He is handsome, admires the culture of the Han family, has profound knowledge, and is more like a scholar.

Eager to try were his two sons, one named Yelu Guozhen and the other named Yelu Guobao.

The two have amazing physical strength and can bend bows and shoot eagles. It is said that they have inherited the inheritance of Bi Xuan, the Turkic warrior of the past.

If it wasn't for Wu Zhou's leadership this time, and there was definitely not only one wave of assassins, the two of them would probably have ignored Yelu Alian's persuasion and rushed to kill one wave.

Li Jinyu smiled and said, "Yuan Fang, what a great knife!"

"It came so fast."

"It's just a test."

"These people's martial arts are not high, but they can lurk in the ice and snow, and they can be regarded as elite people. A simple test is enough, and there will be a good show later."

"Are you afraid, Li Bold?"

"I'm not afraid of assassins, I'm just afraid that I won't be able to complete the task perfectly and miss the world's major events."

"Major events in the world cannot be affected by us two small people, and those that can cause a great impact cannot fall on the two of us."

"makes sense."

After the team marched for more than ten miles, five or six bald men dressed in white furs and red and yellow cassocks on top of the white furs popped out of the snow.

Although these people were dressed as monks, their faces were extremely ferocious. The weapons in their hands were not Zen sticks, but thin and long machetes. They didn't look like monks who ate fast and recited Buddhism, but more like bandits who robbed houses.

Especially the leader, with a full face, protruding eyebrows but no eyebrows, looks like a cruel and bloodthirsty snow wolf, or a vulture waiting to peck at a corpse.

But to say that they are not monks is really nonsense. They are indeed monks, and they are orthodox monks of Tantric Buddhism with good roots.

There are eight branches of Mahayana Buddhism in the Central Plains, and there are five sects of red, yellow, white, black, and flower in Tantric Buddhism.

The five sects have different ideas, but most of them focus on mantra and mudra, and Tantric mudra is the best in the world, which no one can argue.

There is only one exception, and that is the Blood Knife Sect.

The Blood Knife Sect belongs to the Black Sect of Esoteric Buddhism, and its methods are even worse than bandits, committing all kinds of murder and arson.

About 15 years ago, Ba Shiba visited Hailuogou in Qinghai in person, and with his peerless cultivation, he subdued the Blood Knife Gate, making the Blood Knife Gate a sharp knife for Meng Yuan.

The ancestor of Xuedao was dissatisfied at the beginning, but Meng Yuan was quite generous to his subordinates, and the killing and looting during the expansion process greatly satisfied his selfish desires.

For a long time, he obeyed.

The interception and killing of the Liao mission was seen as cannon fodder by others, but it was a meritorious service in the eyes of the blood knife ancestor.

As long as you can successfully destroy the mission, you can not only get the tribute treasure, but also get huge rewards.

As for the danger in the process, how could the ancestor of the blood knife care half of it!
Disciples of the Xuedao Sect often plundered and were very good at analyzing martial arts from dead bodies. In less than a cup of tea, Bao Xiang, the third disciple of the sect, had already submitted the information.

The ancestor of the blood knife flipped through the information, and said coldly: "I heard that Li Jinyu is a good player at playing knives, why is there another one who is good at playing knives?"

Bao Xiang said: "It's a pity that these two guys don't have long eyes, and they actually met their ancestors who played with knives."

The eldest disciple Sheng Di said: "Patriarch, those two boys have delicate skin and tender flesh, it would be a pity to kill them with one knife."

The second disciple Shan Yong said: "Brother, what you said is wrong. Our goal is not only to kill people, but also to lure the Central Plains into an ambush. How can we be burdened?"

Sheng Di sneered and said: "You idiot, if you are a master in the Central Plains, see me tormenting those two boys, how can they bear it and be a coward?"

The two started arguing with each other, which made the blood knife ancestor furious, and shouted: "If you two idiots want to die, find a place to wipe your necks yourself!"

"Master... Master calm down, this disciple knows his mistake!"

"Hmph! How many times have I taught you, never underestimate your opponent, you just don't have a long memory.

Li Jinyu has a great reputation in Jianghu, do you think this reputation is bought?Or tout it?That's all he killed with one knife!
Although Li Yuanfang is unknown, his moves are clean and quick, and he knows how to hide his clumsiness. You think he can't hold back his strength, but in fact it's all on purpose! "

The Blood Knife Patriarch pointed to a dead body, and gestured at the edge of the knife: "Just this knife, whoever of you can do it, I will let him be the head disciple."

It was a corpse that had been cut in half. Although it was bloody and bloody, the bones were broken.

Do not!
It's not broken at all, but along the gap between the bones, similar to how a paoding relieves an ox, entering the space with no thickness, it seems that there must be room for recovery.

It is not difficult to cut a person in two, and it is not difficult to sew a knife along the bone.

But at the same time as the knife is released at high speed, it can also make the blade so precise. The control of the knife is obviously already powerful and can be sent and received freely.

How can such a master be underestimated?
(End of this chapter)