Why do I have so many masters?-Chapter 542 - 184 Murder Plot, Bait - Who’s The Target? (5400 words, 2-in-1)_2

Gong Yu gritted her teeth slightly.

Amid the booming explosion, the palm of the Jue Que Sword Master froze inch by inch.

With his sword momentum obstructed, the originally lingering chill on the sword edge erupted. A deep blue frosty air wave burst from around the woman, instantly freezing the ground within a radius. Gong Yu cast a quick glance in the direction of Lin Qiaofu and the others.

Then she swiftly retreated midair.

After freezing, the palm was no longer as defensively solid and was gruesomely torn open while Gong Yu was withdrawing her sword.

The frost cracked and fell.

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The once robust palm had turned a deep blue, with a hint of dark purple. The blood that didn't have time to emerge was frozen by the remaining chill. At this moment, the palm was still trembling slightly—it had been rendered useless by Gong Yu's opportunistic strike.

There was no need for words. Missing such a moment in battle could very likely lead to a reversal of fortunes. Neither Wang Anfeng nor Gong Yu would be able to use the same moves they had just performed in the short term.

Wang Anfeng's eyes locked onto the still cold and hard-faced Jue Que Sword Master.

He raised his right hand, fingers slightly spread, and firmly caught the broad sword that descended from the sky.

A prolonged sword cry rang out, unending, as a dark cyan Sword Gang rose on the unnamed longsword.

A ring of air wave rose from beneath Wang Anfeng's feet.

Like a descent from the heavens.

Gong Yu raised her longsword without revealing any abnormalities and attacked in the blink of an eye, seizing the opportunity for Wang Anfeng to make his move.

Under the entanglement of their Qi mechanisms, it was almost a situation where every step could mean life or death. Taishu Jian, Lin Qiaofu, Lv Baiping, and even the Sixth Rank family vassal standing in front of Yuchi Jie were dazzled, unconsciously holding their breath.

However, while everyone was engrossed, a murderous intent flashed ten steps away!

A sharp brilliance darted towards the crowd. Taishu Jian, already on edge, almost instinctively stepped forward, his sword tearing through the cold light, slashing straight at the brilliance.

The Yuchi family vassal also understood the principle of mutual dependence in peril and bellowed angrily, drawing his sword to join the fray.

Two Sixth Rank Martial Artists, exerting their Full Strength under such tension, executed a slash and a strike, both performing exceptionally well. However, their weapons failed to land on solid targets, feeling no contact.

Taishu Jian's pupils contracted, a chill rising behind him.

But at that moment, his sword trembled in his hand, and the one that had been with him most of his life snapped in half.

Amidst the ringing whoosh, a sword and a dagger, two fine Jianghu weapons, plunged reversed into the ground, the broken edges as reflective as mirrors.

And in that instant, the brilliance had already bypassed the two experts' blockade and was heading straight for the three people behind.

With the weakest Martial Arts, Lin Qiaofu faced the approaching killing intent and suddenly raised her hand to cover her lips. Her eyes nearly spilling tears of fright, she bit down hard to stop herself from screaming.

Yuchi Jie's legs gave out, and he sat down on the ground.

His legs were trembling, but almost instinctively, he made a judgment and shouted towards them:

"Wang Feng, Gong Yu!"

"Damn it, don't look back, this is the bullshit ploy of 'using a distant means to rescue an endangered ally'."

"If anything goes wrong with you two, we're all fucking done for!"

When Gong Yu and Wang Anfeng heard the sound of weapons clashing, their hearts jolted. Although they controlled their instincts in an instant, their Qi Mechanism inevitably lowered for that split second.

In a high-stakes struggle, what's contended for is a mere moment.

Jue Que Sword Master bellowed, holding the sword in his right hand and mercilessly slashing towards Wang Anfeng. With his left arm, using the force of his forearm, he treated his disabled arm as a weapon and smashed it towards Gong Yu. The sound of it cutting through the air was heavy and dull.

The reason Wang Anfeng and Gong Yu had not fallen behind was because they had continuously maintained the initiative. Now, in less than a moment's time, they had lost that edge and were being suppressed everywhere.

The streak of light dispersed, revealing a figure—a very plump and gorgeous woman. She appeared to be in her late twenties, though her true age was unknown, and she embodied a gracefulness that was captivating.

In her hand was a short sword only slightly longer than a dagger, pressing against Lin Qiaofu's throat without advancing further. The young girl, terrified with eyes filled with tears, remained defiantly silent.

The sword-wielding woman extended her tongue and gently licked Lin Qiaofu's cheek.

The latter shivered violently.

"Little sister smells so nice..."

"Do you recognize this sword?"

The sword was entirely black, just slightly longer than a common dagger, its hilt decorated with dragon and sparrow patterns from the Xia dynasty, emanating an icy chill and murderous aura, sharper than snow.

Lin Qiaofu's face turned pale as she said with a quivering voice:

"Yuchang..."

"Smart..."

"This time, I won't kill you."

The woman chuckled lowly.

She stepped back, and her figure, like the Light and Shadow Division, disappeared without a trace. Such a movement technique was utterly unguardable, leaving Taishu Jian pale-faced with cold sweat all over his back. He stood in place, catching his breath for a while, and then with a forced smile, he reassured:

"That was close. Thankfully, no one got hurt..."

Yuchi Jie sat down on the ground with a morose face:

"What's there to be thankful for? That woman is planning to carve us up with a blunt knife."

"Whether it's the murderous intent from ten steps away or her cutting off our weapons, it was all that woman's doing on purpose. Otherwise, do you really think even I could detect the killing intent of Yuchang?"

"As long as we are here, Wang Feng and Gong Yu won't be able to fight with their Full Strength. Once the two of them are unable, we'll end up the same..."

He gestured with his hand, slicing it across his neck with force.

Taishu Jian opened his mouth, weakly:

"So, what should we do?"