Chapter Eighty-Four: Sending You on Your Way

"What do you mean...... The two guards were a little resistant to Lin Xuan's sudden hand, and they unconsciously shrugged their shoulders.

"Sonorous!"

What the?

The two reacted instantly, ready to leave.

This soft groan is clearly the sound of a sword being drawn out of its sheath!

"Poof!"

A large stream of steaming blood erupted from the foreheads of the two guards, and they fell to the ground with a tilted body.

A cold wind blows.

Lin Xuan stood in front of the door expressionlessly, he stretched out his hand and put it on the door, and then pushed hard.

"Crunch!"

The door opened.

The guards behind the door were a little caught off guard, and according to common sense, the door should not have been pushed open.

They looked over and saw two familiar figures lying on the ground.

It's just that both of them have now lost their breath and become a corpse.

"Who is it?"

Someone looked out the door with a solemn gaze, scanning there vigilantly.

Everyone raised their attention to the extreme, their martial arts were about the same, and they were all half a pound and eight taels when they competed with each other. And now they are dead, and it is clear that the one who shot is stronger than them.

They didn't hear any sound, which means that they didn't make a sound when they died, and those who can do it without knowing it must be more than half a strong.

"Crunch!"

The wooden door was completely pushed open, and everyone saw a figure at this moment.

Sunset.

A young man with a glittering blood glow leaned casually against the edge of the wooden door.

The man held an iron sword dripping with blood in his hand, which was enough to prove his identity.

A sneer hung on his lips, and he looked like a seductive from hell.

"Tick-tock!"

Listening to the sound of blood dripping to the ground, someone couldn't help but shiver.

"Who are you, and what is your purpose?" said a young guard, in a deep voice.

"We're just an ordinary family, why are you committing murder here?" a hook-nosed guard, though a little pale, was not visible in the light of the setting sun.

Aside from their faces, there was no nervousness on their faces. It's just that while on guard, there is a little more caution. In terms of this character alone, such a person will not be just an ordinary guard.

"Hah!"

Lin Xuan smiled lightly, he took a step with his left foot, and slowly dragged his right leg from the ground, he limped from the door, although it was only a dozen meters away, but he walked for a long time.

His strange and peculiar walking posture has become the focus of people's attention.

All the guards were puzzled and doubtful, and they did not want to believe that the two men had died under such a crippled sword.

"Are you...... You are ......"

"Immortal Sword!!"

A middle-aged guard exclaimed, his lips trembling, and he pointed at Lin Xuan with a shocked face.

Lin Xuan moved to the middle-aged man's side step by step, he took a deep breath and asked softly, with a meaning in his voice that could not be refused: "Be the crown prince?"

His voice was so low that almost no one could hear it except the two of them.

Hear the words.

The middle-aged guard gasped, and his face changed drastically.

How can it be!

How could he know who I am!!

Even the guards around him who worked with him didn't know who he was, how could he recognize him?

The shock on the middle-aged man's face did not subside for a long time, and after a long time, he shook his head with a dead face.

"You're ...... now. It shouldn't be here......"

"You should appear in Marshal Murong's army, you should ......"

Lin Xuan sneered disdainfully: "The previous King Liang is much stronger than you, you are far inferior to him!"

The other guards only knew that the middle-aged guard was talking to Lin Xuan, but no one knew what he was talking about.

"Immortal Sword?" A black-clothed guard had a look of disbelief on his face, and he stared at Lin Xuan several times.

"Old Zhou...... What do you say?"

"This kid is the famous Immortal Sword, is he such a cripple actually an Immortal Sword?"

The other guard rubbed his eyes, he observed Lin Xuan carefully, and then said coldly: "It should be this kid who killed our two brothers, he is the culprit!"

He turned his head and took a deep look at the middle-aged guard, paused, and then continued: "Old Zhou...... I hope you didn't hurt them......"

"I don't know what you have to do with this murderer, but at least you should know each other!"

"This thing...... I hope you explain it clearly!!"

"Enough!"

Lin Xuan held the Broken Sorrow Sword, which was across his chest, and he opened his mouth coldly.

"You don't need to know these things, because the dead don't need to know much!"

"What do you mean?" asked one of the guards, clenching his saber at his waist, grim on his face.

"Can't you see such an obvious meaning?" Lin Xuan lowered his head, he looked at the injuries all over his body, and the memories in his eyes flashed.

"I mean...... All of you have to die!!"

"Haha!ha!" Hearing Lin Xuan's words, everyone laughed except for the middle-aged man.

"Buzz!"

A young guard drew his sword and pointed it at Lin Xuan, with an unconcealable smile on his face.

"Not to mention that you are covered in scars, but with your slow movements, what do you think you can do against us?"

"Lad...... Why did you kill us all?"

"Haha!" said the other guard with a smile, "Even if we are not good, we will not be able to defeat you!"

Lin Xuan held the Broken Sorrow Sword, and he said slowly, "You shouldn't have experienced death!"

"But ......"

"Now...... You can feel the joy of death!"

As the sun set, half of Lin Xuan's body was in the sun, and the other half was in the shadows.

Bloody-clad and bloody-haired, he looked extremely glamorous at this moment.

"I'll ...... Sending you on your way......"

Almost at the moment when the words fell, Lin Xuan drew his sword, and the guards were also following suit.

A long black knife slashed at Lin Xuan's throat like lightning, and at the same time, countless flying knives and iron balls were smashed towards Lin Xuan.

Another guard took advantage of this opportunity and immediately pulled out the short sword in his hand and stabbed straight into Lin Xuan's chest.

In the face of these sudden attacks, Lin Xuan did not panic in the slightest.

He picked up the long knife that was about to slash at the throat with his long sword, and then swung his sword with his backhand to blow away all the hidden weapons that came at him.

Ding! Ding!

The surrounding flames were full of fire, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was endless.

"Bell!"

A flying knife suddenly flipped and flew towards the right side under the traction of Lin Xuan's broken sword.

"Bang!"

The throwing knife slammed into the stabbing dagger, disrupting its trajectory.

What the?

How could this happen?

The assassin with the short sword in his hand felt the stab of the short sword in his hand, and his face showed a rare look of horror.

In the battle of life and death, once the blade in the hand is half a point off.

It represents...... Death!!

"Don't!"

He let out a desperate roar, and then he felt a sharp pain that went deep into his heart and became unbearable, and he immediately lost consciousness.

"Sting!"

The sword of sorrow swept by, and his head rolled down from his neck, blood splattering, and a brilliant blood mark in the setting sun.

"Buzz!"

Lin Xuan's eyes were sharp, the long sword in his hand flipped over, and he shot again.

When others noticed Lin Xuan's movements, they didn't have time to be frightened, so they hurriedly became alert.

Lin Xuan's sword speed was not fast, but every sword he used pierced the weak point of other people's moves, so although it was just a sword that was used lightly, it was an unstoppable swordsmanship in the eyes of others.

"Poof!"

A young guard clutched his throat, he was half-kneeling on the ground, red blood sliding down his right hand, dripping blood on the dusty ground.

"Bang!"

His eyes were dark, and his face was full of unwillingness to be loaded on the blood flowers.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

With the dance of the Broken Sorrow Sword, others felt their hearts suddenly shake. The cold sword light flashed away, and three screams immediately sounded in the small courtyard.

The three guards had their mouths open, they had no idea about the light of their swords, and now they were all lying on the ground, letting out a miserable roar.

Warm blood spurted from their chests, and even if they covered the wound with their hands, they couldn't stop the speed of the blood.

"Bang!"

As the blood gushed out, their breath dissipated over time, and they fell straight to the ground with weak hands.

"What a strange sword move...... What a terrifying sword move......"

"Just a random sword...... We couldn't even take ......."

"How can you do that...... Each sword pierced the flaws of our moves...... Even we don't know where the flaws in our tricks are......"

The sparkle in those men's eyes faded as they murmured, welcoming death with endless doubts.

Invincible swordsmanship!

A swordsmanship that naturally restrains one's own moves!

It was the only thought in the minds of the rest of him, but soon, they were lost in Lin Xuan's amazing swordsmanship.

Lin Xuan walked with a limp, his movements were not fast, but to these guards, every sword he swung lightly was a fatal blow.

He wandered under the intensive attack of swords, guns, swords, and halberds, and the sword moves he came to his fingertips were often pierced on the flaws in the guards' moves. Anyone, any trick, was dismantled under his sword.

"The Devil ......"

"The Devil ......"

A young guard looked at the corpses all over the ground in a daze, but in half a cup of tea, more than twenty brothers who had lived and died together became stiff corpses.

"Who are you?"

"Who the hell are you, the devil?"

"Yes...... You're not human!!"

The young guard stared at the scene with an ugly face, and he collapsed on top of the corpse, his breathing gradually heavy, and his whole body trembled.

"You're the devil!!You're the devil!!"

A monstrous wave was set off in his mind, and a thunderclap that shook the world seemed to flash in his ears.

"I'm not the devil......"

"I am the Immortal Sword...... A man who is committed to the pursuit of immortality......"

Lin Xuan came to the young guard's side with an expressionless face, and he casually stabbed out a sword to end his life.

Rise.

Although Lin Xuan looked depressed at the moment, his eyes were still sharp.

He sighed softly, then flicked his wrist and spilled the blood from the Broken Sorrow Sword aside.

"Prince of the Great Zhou...... I'm going to kill you......"

"I'll ...... Sending you on your way......"

The biting cold wind blew a strong smell of blood, and the atmosphere of the entire ancient courtyard suddenly became solemn.