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Chapter 90 What if I show you this sword manual?

"Why is the temple owner suffering?"

Lin Xuan sighed and stood in front of Yu Canghai.

He had made many preparations, but it was not certain that he would kill Yu Canghai.

In fact, it might have been better if Yu Canghai was alive.

However, as soon as this old man saw the sword manual for warding off evil spirits, he started to go crazy.

In order to avoid causing trouble after the feud, Lin Xuan had no choice but to beat him to death.

"you you……"

Yu Canghai's face was like gold paper: "Is this palm of yours also a martial art from the sword manual?"

"The sword manual of your sect also contains palm techniques?"

Lin Xuan took out his cassock: "Why didn't you agree to my proposal just now?"

However, the price...

"...You! What are you going to do?"

"So that's what the temple master thinks. Anyway, the temple master's fate is at hand, so it doesn't hurt to show it to you."

"If you want to avenge Master, just take action."

"This..., hahaha!"

"The Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms should be the secret skill of the Beggar Clan. How many of them are left in the Beggar Clan is unknown."

Yu Canghai was silent for a moment, then laughed loudly: "It turns out that Lin Yuantu and Dongfang Invincible are such peerless masters."

Lin Xuan smiled lightly: "It doesn't hurt to tell the master, the leader of the Demon Cult, Dongfang Bubai, also practices this technique."

"There is a god three feet above your head, and you are not afraid of others but afraid of yourself."

With those illustrations, it is indeed possible to add some wonderful changes to the mediocre moves in the evil-repelling sword technique.

"When will the world be at peace again?"

Fang Renzhi thought for a while, then jumped down decisively and squeezed in front of the crowd.

Lin Xuan grabbed both sides of the cassock with both hands and spread it out in front of Yu Canghai: "Well, it's not a joke to ask the master to have a few more sons before I go down, right?"

Yu Canghai's eyes showed a trace of longing, and he smiled bitterly and said: "If I can be invincible in the world, what does my palace mean?"

Yu Canghai hissed: "This sword manual is so precious! If I don't kill you, how can I get it from you?"

Yu Canghai's eyes gradually dimmed: "It's a pity that I never saw the true face of this evil-fighting sword technique until my death."

Yu Canghai's pupils gradually dilated: "With people like you, this world may not be peaceful."

"Hahaha, that's up to you..."

Lin Xuan said calmly: "Death is the most important thing, so we should respect it more or less."

"Don't laugh at them, Master. Just look at the look on the Master's face and you will know that if the Master does not die, he should go to his palace to practice swordplay tonight."

"What if others also practice it, and even if the master of the temple is in the palace, he will not be invincible?"

"I'm just asking, the viewer doesn't need to care."

"Don't even think about it. The master of the temple has now returned to his original state of mind and cannot live longer than a stick of incense."

"...That's all, I'm going to die anyway."

"you're right."

"If you want to practice magical skills, how about swinging a sword from the palace?"

Lin Xuan shrugged: "To be honest, it's too shameful for this thing to spread throughout the world. It might just fit into other people's plans, and the consequences will be endless."

Lin Xuan smiled and said: "I have solved the doubts in the mind of the visitor for many years. Can I borrow your body for a few days?"

In addition to Fang Renzhi who was sitting on the eaves, the disciples in the hall and the backyard had also gathered in a panic, and there were twenty or thirty people in total.

Lin Xuan stuffed the cassock back into his arms: "However, now the temple master can at least keep a complete body."

"...I see, it's not in vain for me to die under this palm technique."

"You have also seen that your master has been killed by me."

"Since the viewer wants to see this thing..."

Based on his martial arts level, it is easy to see that this mental method is indeed strange and exquisite.

Yu Canghai's eyes widened, he endured the shock and continued to look down.

"... Do you need to discuss this matter with me?"

Yu Canghai tilted his head, blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he died.

"Hmph! Why are you deliberately making fun of me!"

Lin Xuan turned around and glanced at the Qingcheng disciples gathered behind him: "I am short of some manpower right now. If you serve me as the leader, I can spare your life."

"Then...then what is this?"

A group of Qingcheng disciples looked at Yu Canghai's body and then looked at each other, their faces extremely ugly.

Swarming up to avenge the master?

What a fart!

Yu Canghai's martial arts skills were higher than those of them combined, but they were all defeated by this young master's slap.

Everyone serves here together, isn’t it also a delivery of food?
  Then surrender?
  Um? It seems...this is a pretty good idea!

The eyes of all the Qingcheng disciples met and they all looked at Senior Brother Hou Renying in unison.

"Old thief Yu has always been full of evil, and we hate him to the core. The hero killed this old thief today, which is really a gratifying move!"

Hou Renying lived up to everyone's expectations, took a step forward, and knelt on the ground: "I am Hou Renying, the great disciple of the Qingcheng Sect. I am willing to lead the entire Qingcheng community to obey the orders of the heroes. I dare not disobey!"

"I am willing to surrender to you, hero!"

The remaining disciples of the Qingcheng Sect breathed a sigh of relief, knelt down and shouted loudly.

The atmosphere was actually quite warm.

In the original book, the Qingcheng faction disciples followed Lin Pingzhi to fight to the death, because Lin Pingzhi made it clear that he wanted cats to catch mice and killed them all.

Now Lin Xuan just killed Yu Canghai.

Naturally, these Qingcheng disciples do not have such a strong desire to fight.

Of course, if he really wanted to take action, Lin Xuan wouldn't care.

They are just some unprotected fish.

***
  Fuwei Escort Agency
  The head escort, Lin Zhennan, seemed to have aged ten years overnight, standing blankly in the hall.

He had just finished discussing with the escort leaders when he saw this scene.

The more than twenty escorts he sent to ask for reinforcements were all sent back in miserable condition without exception.

Counting the time, they all went out for a short while before they were poisoned.

There are not many forces with such strength in the world.

However, Qingcheng Sect is one of them! Faced with such an unimaginably powerful enemy, Lin Zhennan couldn't help but feel at a loss.

"Chief escort! People from the Qingcheng faction are here!"

At this moment, a waiter hurriedly ran in with a strange look on his face.

"Coming? Just come!"

Lin Zhennan's heart sank and he murmured: "No... don't be afraid! You stay here, I, I'll go take a look!"

Is this the end?

Thinking of the Qingcheng Sect’s masters, Yu Canghai, the master of the temple, is still an unfathomable master.

Lin Zhennan's heart dropped.

"Die together!"

Mrs. Lin also thought about this and gritted her teeth.

"Hey, that's true."

Lin Zhennan sighed: "If they show up, they won't be afraid of us escaping."

"This... the chief escort, the escort's wife, things may be different from what you think..."

The executioner looked strange: "The young escort is also outside."

"Ping'er?"

Mrs. Lin was startled and ran out quickly.

"Don't panic..."

Lin Zhennan also felt nervous and hurriedly followed his wife.

……

Outside the escort agency, the original blood words had been wiped clean.

A group of Qingcheng sect disciples were cleaning the streets seriously while apologizing to passers-by in a friendly manner.

There were originally two sections of flagpoles lying horizontally on the ground, which were the big flagpoles in front of the Escort Bureau.

He was chopped down by the Qingcheng faction yesterday afternoon.

But it was difficult to deal with it for a while, and Lin Zhennan was in a irritable mood, so he left it at the door for the time being.

Now, it has been repaired by Qingcheng Sect disciples and erected again.

"You guys, use your strength and hurry up!"

"Well, hang up the body of old thief Yu."

"Okay, let's reinforce the flagpole and make it stronger and more beautiful. Don't be lazy!"

Seven or eight disciples of the Qingcheng Sect, under the command of Hou Renying, hung Yu Canghai's body on the ceiling.

This place was chosen quite well.

It is eye-catching enough and does not affect people's entry and exit.

"Mr. Lin, we have made arrangements."

Hou Renying checked carefully, came to Lin Xuan, and said respectfully.

Hou Renying, the great disciple of Qingcheng, has gained his reputation through many experiences of life and death.

However, he had never seen a ruthless person like Lin Xuan who could kill his master with one slap.

As a result, he didn't dare to raise his head in front of Lin Xuan.

"Young escort, what do you think of this?"

Lin Xuan nodded and looked at Lin Pingzhi, who was stunned beside him.

"..."

Lin Pingzhi looked at everyone blankly, unable to say a word.

"Ping'er, are you...are you okay?"

At this moment, the sound of footsteps was heard, and Lin Zhennan and Mrs. Lin ran out in a hurry.

They grabbed Lin Pingzhi, took a closer look, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, there are no missing arms or legs.

"No...it's okay."

Lin Pingzhi pointed at Lin Xuan and said hesitantly: "Mom and dad, except for Mr. Lin, the rest are all from the Qingcheng sect."

"I've met all my friends from the Qingcheng Sect in Lin Zhennan."

Lin Zhennan's heart tightened, he took a step forward and said loudly.

"It turns out to be Mr. Lin, the head escort!"

Hou Renying's eyes flashed, and he quickly came to Lin Zhennan and his wife, and bowed down: "Junior Hou Renying pays homage to Mr. Lin and Mrs. Lin, and wishes you both good fortune and good health."

As a major disciple of the Qingcheng Sect, Hou Renying's status in the world is actually still higher than that of Lin Zhennan, the chief escort.

But now is obviously not the time to talk about status in the world...

No matter how important your status is, it is not as important as your life.

"You...are you Hou Renying? The first of the 'Heroes and Four Beauties of Qingcheng'?"

Lin Zhennan was startled and quickly helped Hou Renying up.

"It's Xiao Ke. I don't dare to take it seriously."

Hou Renying felt shocked and said quickly.

"I wonder where your master is now?"

Lin Zhennan was a little unsure of the situation and sighed: "Now that a big mistake has been made, everyone at Fuwei Escort Agency is willing to do our best to compensate the master."

"That's right!" Mrs. Lin also said: "If my master wants someone to pay for it with his life, he can just take the lives of our husband and wife."

"He...he's up there."

Hou Renying was silent for a moment and pointed to the flagpole that had just been erected.

"Ok?"

The two of them followed his finger and looked towards the flagpole.

On the top of the pillar, a short man wearing a monk's robe hung.

His body was stiff and he had obviously been dead for a long time.

Mrs. Lin: “???”

Lin Zhennan: "..."

　That’s it for today, sorting out the plot behind it…

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)