Sword and Blade, Chivalrous Detective vs Sword Maniac

  "Clang——" The sound of swords clashing was clear and resonant.

  Two black figures were moving back and forth on the rooftop, their clothes fluttering in the wind as they fought.

  The two men's martial arts skills were both very high. The young one's attack was fierce and swift, with a whirlwind wrapping around his blade, having the momentum of splitting a mountain.

  The older sword style is more cunning, as if it comes easily, with every move and gesture seemingly natural.

  "Jiuyuan Sword!" Yan Sanbai flew up and stood on the roof of a nearby house, his pupils suddenly shrinking. He didn't expect that after many years, he could still see this sword again, and the person holding it.

  Li Yan stood beside him, with his hands behind his back and said: "Lu Shuang Xing, he is indeed still alive."

  That's right, the older swordsman was Lu Shuangxing, a sword fanatic who had been in hiding for over a decade. The young knife wielder facing him was Guan Qingci, the junior minister of the Dali Temple.

  Guan Qing's swordsmanship was not fond of defense, and his moves were mostly focused on offense. His blade momentum was layered and stacked, even someone like Lu Shuangxing, who had been immersed in the way of the sword for decades, had to evade his edge.

  Footsteps on the tiles quickened, retreating, but the seemingly simple and unadorned black horizontal blade pursued relentlessly, bringing a breath of death. This feeling was very dangerous.

  Lu Shuangxing's expression finally changed, but it wasn't fear, rather admiration, an elder's appreciation for a younger one. Those sentimental yet weathered eyes stared at Guan Yidian, staring at the knife, then suddenly, a glint appeared in his eyes, and the retreating footsteps stopped abruptly.

  His right foot stepped back heavily, the tile shattered instantly, and the long sword in his hand darted into Guan Qing's momentarily exposed weakness like a swimming dragon.

  Guan Qing's eyebrows furrowed in concentration, but the momentum of his sword did not diminish in the slightest.

  Lu Shuang's heart flashed with a hint of surprise - what an impressive young man.

  Everything happened in the blink of an eye, just as Lu Shuangxing's sword was about to pierce Guan Qiyu's chest, and Guan Qiyu's knife was about to chop down on Lu Shuangxing. But Lu Shuangxing's sword momentum suddenly changed, the blade flipped over, and with a heavy slap to the side, it seemed like four ounces moving a thousand pounds, slapping Guan Qiyu's knife-wielding hand away.

  The two separated again, Guan Qing felt that his arm was numb from being slapped by Lu Shuangxing, with a strong force.

  Lu Shuangxing was indeed Lu Shuangxing, when he became famous with his sword, Guan Qingci was still a young boy who had never even touched a knife. Guan Qingci could see that if it weren't for Lu Shuangxing holding back, he would have probably lost already.

  But in Guan Yu's heart, there has never been a word of retreat.

  He was a minor official in the Grand Council, and Lu Shuangxing had a suspicion of murder, just understanding this point is enough.

  Lu Shuangxing suddenly had a change of heart and seemed to have lost the desire to fight, "Young man, your swordsmanship is exquisite, but you still lack a bit of finesse, you can't beat me, so put down your sword."

  "I may not be able to defeat you, but that doesn't mean I don't have a chance to kill you." Guan Qing said coldly.

  Lu Shuang couldn't help but take another look at him, this young man was indeed interesting. "Indeed, fighting and killing are two different things, but as a representative of the Dali Temple, you can't just kill people on the street, can you?"

  Guan Qing's expression was stern and his eyebrows furrowed, indeed, he couldn't kill Lu Shuang Xing, nor could he stop him. This person's martial arts skills were far superior to the rumors of years past.

  The two fell into a stalemate, but Lu Shuang suddenly looked towards Yan San's back and smiled: "However, if the white-clad young hero behind you makes a move, I may not be able to leave."

  Guan Qing turned around abruptly and saw that Yan Sanbai had somehow appeared behind him. On the rooftop, on the unstable tiles, there was not a single sound.

  Yan Sanbai stepped forward, cupped his hands and said: "Senior is overpraising me. However, since senior has appeared, I have no choice but to be disrespectful." He then turned back to Guan Qidie and asked: "Lord Guan, may I borrow this person from you?"

  Guan Qing's determination to fight was stronger than ever, his hand tightly grasping the hilt of his sword, unwilling to yield. If he retreated at this point, with so many eyes watching, wouldn't it further prove that the Dalisi Temple was incompetent?

  But Yan Sanbai's eyes were gentle yet firm as a mountain. In fact, people who seem easy to talk to are often the most stubborn.

  At this time, Li Yan's voice came from behind, "Officer Guan, step back."

  Luoyang King spoke, and Guan Qing's eyebrows furrowed slightly before he finally retreated. The Grand Court of Justice is directly under the Emperor's command, and even the Six Ministries' accounts can be ignored, but Luoyang King's face must be maintained.

  The world only knows that Luoyang Wang has both talent and beauty, with a face like a beautiful woman. However, only those in the official circle can truly experience how formidable Luoyang Wang is.

  Yan Sanbai glanced at Li Ye, nodded in gratitude, then finally removed the ornamental dagger from his waist and turned to Lu Shuangxing.

  The moment before, the elegant and refined champion, in the blink of an eye, turned into a heroic knight-errant. He raised his sword, wearing a white robe as refreshing as the wind, "Please."

  Ling Ding stood with Wang Min at a distance, and Wang Min couldn't help but ask: "Will Brother Yan be okay?"

  Ling Ding patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, Wang Ye is here."

  Guan Qing and Li Ye stood in two different positions, looking at each other with extremely serious expressions.

  Those who have fought with Yan Sanbai all say that Yan Sanbai's martial arts are very high. But to what extent? No one has said it clearly. Because compared to Yan Sanbai's other martial arts, his lightness skills are too high, and in the Jianghu, there are hardly a few people who can match him, you want to fight with him, first of all, you have to touch his clothes corner.

  So Yan Sanbai rarely fought with people, and everyone thought he was just very agile, until Yan Sanbai defeated the famous Longxu Old Ancestor on the banks of the river, his reputation really took off.

  However, Yan Sanbai's martial arts skills were very special and seemed to be in a class of their own, nobody could tell where he had learned them from.

  Li Yan and Guan Qing's eyes had a hint of curiosity and exploration, while the people on the street below were all looking up.

  "Look! Lord Yan is going up!!"

  "Heavens! The King of Luoyang is back! He has returned!"

  "Ahah! Great Hero Yan! Your Highness!"

  "The Brave Adventurer of Yan!"

  Many girls and ladies excitedly waved their hands towards the roof, they want a handsome and filial son-in-law, and the champion scholar who is both civil and martial in their hearts can really wear this white dress perfectly.

  Lu Shuang swung his sword and flexed his wrist, making the first move.

  Jian Zhi could see that Yan Sanbai was no longer in his original position. Lu Shuangxing understood in his heart and didn't have the hope of meeting Yan Sanbai with the first sword, so he immediately turned around.

  "Clang!" The swords clashed. However, before the brief sound had even fallen, Yan Sanbai vanished from in front of Lu Shuangxing again. He was too fast, so fast that his white clothes blended with the light behind him, like wind, like clouds, carefree and at will.

  Lu Shuangxing's heart was filled with interest and he accelerated his speed. Jian Chi Jian Chi, also played a quick sword in one hand.

  The sound of metal clashing echoed incessantly, like a string of wind chimes swaying in the breeze. The two figures, one black and one white, were shrouded in a flurry of sword and knife flashes, moving so swiftly that onlookers could only gasp in amazement.

  Only Li Yan and Guan Qingci, as well as Ling Ding, could barely keep up with the true chapter. Wang Min, who had been practicing martial arts with his father since childhood, couldn't even follow the speed of this high-level duel, and his eyes started to ache after just a short while.

  Lu Shuangxing stabbed the air with his sword again, and before he could even retract it, a toe tip appeared at the sword's tip. The toe tip lightly touched, the long sword slightly curved downward, then rebounded, and Yan Sanbai was like a swallow with only one wing's weight, his whole body lightly and nimbly flipping backward.

  If the fight just now was extremely fast, then Yan San Bai's movement was dragged out very slowly - although he was actually still very fast, but that backward flipping motion was too elegant, so much so that it looked like a slow-motion in the eyes.

  Eyes can be deceiving.

  The people below had this illusion, and Lu Shuangxing also had this illusion. Although the duration was extremely short, it was enough to allow Yan Sanbai to calmly make his next move.

  He stood on tiptoes, bracing himself against the wind, and Yan San's white goose feather knife was almost out before he even landed.

  Lu Shuangxings sword also followed closely behind.

  The sound of metal clashing did not rise as expected, and everyone stared with their eyes wide open, only to see the two men's weapons pointing at each other, frozen in place!

  The extremely fast scene finally returned to calmness, just like a lake surface full of ripples becoming as smooth as a mirror. The two were both holding weapons, with the tip of the sword facing the tip of the knife, not moving at all.

  The blade was humming, vibrating at high speed in small amplitude.

  From Li Yan and Guan Qing's perspective, it was clear that the hair on Yan Sanbai and Lu Shuang's temples were fluttering in the windless air, and their clothes were also being blown. The aura of their intense confrontation radiated from their bodies, and with them as the center, the dust on the roof tiles at their feet was instantly blown away.

  Jianchi and Xiatao, who has higher inner strength?

  Jiuyan and Yanling, these two blades that rose to fame with their masters, which one is superior?

  Guan Qingci was secretly shocked, without mentioning Yan Sanbai's lightness skill, just that hand speed and knife technique were extremely unusual, it didn't seem like a single school of thought, but rather many knife techniques merged together, acting on instinct, allowing Yan Sanbai to be evenly matched with Jianchi at the age of twenty or so, simply monstrous. Moreover, Guan Qingci vaguely felt that Yan Sanbai had not yet exerted his full strength.

  Of course, Lu Shuangxing didn't either.

  Can't see through, still can't see through... Could it be that Yan Sanbai has been cultivating since he was in his mother's womb?

  Everyone's mouth was wide open.

  "This is also okay! Yan Daxia really looks good even when fighting..."

  "Look! The number one scholar's hair seems to have moved a little!"

  "Oh no, the tile is broken!"

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  The tiles cracked one after another, and everyone felt the eerie sound that made their scalp numb, only then did they realize the danger hidden in this silent confrontation.

  Just then, a burst of tinkling piano music suddenly sounded, and it was unclear from which direction it came. In an instant, it seemed as if the music was coming from all sides.

  The people below were suddenly stunned, their hearts boiling with anger, as if they had really seen the battlefield of smoke and flames, shouting and killing shaking the sky.

  Even the master on the rooftop couldn't help but waver for a moment, and in that instant, Lu Shuangxing suddenly retreated rapidly, breaking free from Yan Sanbai's internal force entanglement, and with a fierce leap, he vanished into the alley behind him, disappearing from everyone's sight.

  No! Yan Sanbai almost immediately came back to his senses and disappeared into the alley in an instant.

  Guan Qing's words couldn't keep up with their speed, standing on the rooftop looking down, a cold glint gathered in his eyes, didn't think that Lu Shuangxing still had helpers, got careless.

  "Surround and search!"

  Turning around, I found that the red-clothed Luoyang King had also disappeared. Only his attendants, Ling Ding and Wang Min, were still standing there, not having had time to leave.

  Guan Qing didn't have the heart to reason with them, slightly furrowing his brow as he recalled the sound of the guqin from earlier.

  He was unversed in music and didn't know which kind of zither produced this sound, but the name of this sound that could affect people's minds was called "Fantasy Sound Great Method".

  Have people from the vast and desolate mountains of Northwest China also arrived?

  This ordinary murder case has implicated how many people?

  Yan Sanbai didn't know where Lu Shuangxing was going, originally with his lightness skill, catching up to Lu Shuangxing was only a matter of time, but he felt... Lu Shuangxing's advance had direction, it seemed like he was intentionally guiding Yan Sanbai to chase.

  Yan Sanbai slowed down and followed Lu Shuangxing at a certain distance.

  Then he saw the Wang Mansion.

  Lu Shuangxing, why did you come here?

  Could it be...

  "Big Brother!" It was Lu Lingge. He had already discovered the unusual movement outside and now saw Lu Shuangxing, his expression complex, unsure whether he was happy or sad.

  Lu Shuangxing finally stopped, and the two brothers stood facing each other from a distance, one at the wall of the courtyard on that side and the other at the wall of the courtyard on this side.

  "Ling Ge."

  Lu Ling saw Yan Sanbai following behind and quickly understood the current situation. He couldn't help but advise: "Second Master, Big Master is already dead, no matter what happened, can we sit down and talk about it first? Master Yan has always had a good reputation, he definitely won't wrong you!"

  Lu Shuangxing's expression was calm and gentle, he smiled slightly and asked: "What if the person was really killed by me?"

  "This......" Lu Ling's words stuck in her throat.

  "Ling Ge, you've grown up now and can face some things on your own. Do you really think I killed Big Brother?"

  Lu Lingge shook his head, as if he was still the little junior brother who had admired the two senior brothers so much back then. "I don't know... but Senior Brother, as long as you cooperate, the truth will definitely come to light!"

  Lu Shuangxing shook his head and raised his sword, "If you want me to surrender, then defeat me first. Come on, Ling Ge, let's see if you've made any progress over the years."

  Before Lu Ling Ge could say anything, Lu Shuang Xing suddenly drew his sword, forcing him to take action. Former master and disciple, now stood on opposite sides of the blade.

  After a few moves, Lu Lingge gradually revealed a solemn expression. Among those fellow disciples back then, Second Brother Lu Shuangxing had the best talent, so Lu Lingge had been bitterly practicing martial arts all these years, fearing that he would not live up to this position of sect leader.

  But now that they had clashed, Lu Lingge knew she was still no match for him. Lu Shuangxing was really too strong! In an instant, Lu Lingge recalled the scene of being guided by him in swordsmanship back then, and that intense sense of defeat, like a festering wound, couldn't be shaken off.

  He gritted his teeth unconsciously and used a great deal of force.

  The confrontation between the two people became increasingly fierce, and Yan Sanbai's expression became more serious.

  Suddenly, shouts came from beside.

  "Top Scholar"

  Without turning his head, Yan Sanbai knew who had come, and so he supported his forehead with a mixture of helplessness and embarrassment.

  That man went "huh?" and tilted his head, thinking he hadn't heard, so he shouted again, "Zhuangyuanlang~"

  Yan Sanbai suddenly turned his head, and saw Li Ye waving at him with one hand, while the other hand was propping against the courtyard wall, with one leg raised and his body tilted, in a posture that could only be described as carefree.

  By his side stood a scholar-like man, holding a three-stringed lute in his arms, with a delicate appearance and a full forehead. When he saw Yan Sanbai, he was even more delighted than Li Ye, smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, shining brightly.

  "I've found the person who just made trouble." Li Yan smiled and took credit.

  The young scholar shrugged his shoulders, and only then did Yan Sanbai notice that all the strings on the young scholar's three-stringed lute were broken.

  But the two of them didn't look like they had just fought, standing together without any awkwardness. The scholar even waved at Lu Shuangxing and said, "Ah, Lu Xiake~ my strings are all broken! You take care of yourself, don't blame me if you get caught!"

  Lu Shuang glanced at him during a brief lull in their fight and said, "Can you shut your mouth?"

  "Watch out, don't strain your old waist at such an advanced age, or you'll lose to your junior and end up embarrassed?"

  Yan San's eyelid twitched, these two people... are they in cahoots with each other?

  Suddenly, Li Yan, who had been paying close attention to the battle situation, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a folding fan shot out of his hand, "Stop!"

  Time waits for no one, just as Lu Shuang was distracted by the scholar's words, Lu Ling's long sword was about to take advantage of the opportunity to pierce his chest. Li Yan's folding fan suddenly arrived, and with a swing, it knocked the sword off course, barely grazing Lu Shuang's arm and leaving a trail of blood.

  Yan Sanbai also hastily flew past at this moment, who would have thought that in just a flash of distraction, the two men's exchange had turned into a life-and-death struggle!

  The author has something to say: Martial arts scenes, my favorite!!! Does everyone think it's cool?!

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