28: Jin Jiuling was executed and walked out of the Six Gates with a swagger!

Jin Jiuling's thoughts flashed like lightning on the verge of life and death, cold sweat soaking his back.

The fleeting sense of luck from blocking that fatal flying needle lasted only an instant; a greater fear, like ice water, poured over him.

Lu Jiuyuan's sword struck again, and a glimmer of cold light flickered in his left hand, forcing him to divert five-tenths of his focus.

Inability to concentrate, inability to give one's full attention, in battle, meant that death was imminent.

"This sword of mine carries the power of a cheater! Can you block it?"

This sword wasn't just fast! It was so fast it vanished!

It was as if light distorted around him, leaving only a faint, slowly dissipating afterimage where he stood, formed by speed tearing through the air.

An invisible sharpness, so fierce it made Jin Jiuling's eyeballs sting, had already clung to him like a maggot to bone!

The Guhong Sword was no longer a sword; it had become a beam of light!

A beam of death light that discarded all variations, defenses, and contingencies, concentrating all will and power into a single point, pursuing absolute penetration and destruction!

Target — Jin Jiuling's throat!

Fast! Extremely fast! Pure Killing Intent!

Jin Jiuling's pupils contracted to pinpricks! He no longer dared to be distracted, his twin swords rapidly returning to defend against this desperate thrust.

The heavy broadsword was too slow to parry, but the exquisite short sword rapidly returned to defend against this deathly thrust, which condensed all of Lu Jiuyuan's essence, Qi, and spirit!

"Block it for me—!" Jin Jiuling roared silently in his heart.

Clang—!!!!

His arm sank.

At the moment of impact, Lu Jiuyuan's left hand moved again.

There was no brilliance, no sound of tearing air.

Only a silver glint, so subtle it was almost imperceptible, like a lover's gentlest sigh, or the Grim Reaper's most precise caress, silently, softly disappearing above his brow.

Puff.

An extremely faint sound, perhaps it didn't exist, just an illusion.

All of Jin Jiuling's movements, all of his expressions, all of his thoughts, completely froze at this moment.

The complex expression on his face, a mixture of horror, pain, disbelief, and a hint of relief at having escaped disaster, was forever fixed.

Those eyes, once sharp as an eagle's and full of cunning, instantly lost all their luster, becoming hollow and ashen.

At the center of his brow, a drop of vivid red, like a beauty mark, slowly oozed out, then transformed into a thin line of blood, winding downwards.

The short sword was flung away, and the Guhong Sword plunged into his throat without the slightest obstruction.

"You were lucky enough to block one needle, but can you block two? My needles don't necessarily have to hit the eyes!"

He lowered his head, pulled a rough cloth handkerchief from his Pregnant, and unhurriedly wiped the blood from the Guhong Sword.

After wiping it clean, he flicked his wrist, and the blood-stained handkerchief lightly covered Jin Jiuling's face, frozen in an expression of horror.

"Your sword is faster! And stronger!" Lu Xiaofeng exclaimed in admiration.

"You walked in and stood behind Jin Jiuling, and he didn't even notice you. Your Qinggong must be unparalleled in Jianghu!"

"There's no reason for all of you to be making rapid progress while I stand still," Lu Jiuyuan said, shaking his head.

"Ximen Chuixue is also improving rapidly, and you are also improving rapidly. If I can't keep up, how embarrassing would that be!

There's a Sword God, a Sword Immortal, and I'm determined to be the Sword Saint!" Lu Jiuyuan turned around, a silver light vanishing from his left hand.

Gongsun Erniang still felt a little relieved in her heart, 'He didn't look at me, he didn't look at me... I survived... Ah!'

A red dot between her brows added a touch of allure, but her hollow eyes and lifeless gaze greatly diminished her beauty.

You want to kill me and then run? How is that possible?

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head. This Killing Intent, one could only say it was truly Ghost Sword Old Nine. In his eyes, there was only a distinction between friend and foe, no difference between beauty and ugliness. No matter how beautiful a person was, if they offended him, they would be killed without hesitation.

Gongsun Da Niang was like this, Ninth Girl was like this, the Tang Family's Third Young Miss was like this, Shangguan Feiyan was like this, and Gongsun Erniang was equally like this.

"Let's go, Old Nine." Lu Xiaofeng sighed. "This is Six Doors, after all. Killing the Chief Constable of Six Doors here... it's not good to talk about, nor does it sound good."

Before he finished speaking, all the doors and windows of the main hall were simultaneously smashed open with a "boom"!

"You two had better not leave!"

Dozens of elite Six Doors constables in black uniforms surged in from all directions like a tide, instantly surrounding the entire hall, making it impenetrable.

Crossbows were strung, swords were drawn, and the Killing Intent was so dense it almost solidified, as if the air itself had frozen.

Leading them were two middle-aged men with composed Auras: one was tall, with a face like a ripe date and eyes as sharp as an eagle; the other was slightly shorter, with a sallow complexion but even more sinister eyes. They were the two Deputy Chief Constables of Six Doors, second only to Jin Jiuling—"Iron-Faced Judge" Cui Yuanshan and "Ghost Hand Soul Chaser" Leng Wuxue.

And behind the two of them were Jiang Chongwei and his two companions, also held at strong bows and crossbows.

Lu Xiaofeng, you son of a bitch!

I opened the door for you to expose Jin Jiuling's crimes, not to let you kill him here!

In the capital, within Six Doors, assassinating the Chief Constable of Six Doors! You two have truly given me an unparalleled surprise!

Six Doors' face has been thoroughly trampled into the mud by you.

Cui Yuanshan's face was very grim, and he cursed through gritted teeth in his heart. If Jin Jiuling had been dealt with by national law, he would have been meritorious and blameless.

However, his department's leader was killed by Jianghu people on Six Doors' territory, and now there was no corpse to confront, leaving only the accusations of these three blind men as evidence.

This was a major taboo in officialdom!

You don't betray your superior like this, and even if you do, you shouldn't do it so openly.

With this turn of events, let alone merit, it was uncertain whether his current position could even be maintained.

Letting these troublesome individuals into Six Doors was truly eight lifetimes of bad luck.

What could be done now was to remedy the situation, to completely apprehend those who had dragged Six Doors' face through the mud, and to use their lives to cleanse this stain.

He stared intently at Lu Jiuyuan, who stood holding his sword, and shouted sternly:

"Lu Jiuyuan! Lu Xiaofeng! How dare you!

To commit violence in the Six Doors headquarters and assassinate the Chief Constable! This is a capital crime of killing an official and rebelling! Men! Arrest them! If there is any resistance, kill them without mercy!"

Three layers deep, inside and out, with layers of people, dozens of powerful crossbows were strung and ready, their sharp arrowheads locked onto the two.

Hundreds of swords and sabers gleamed coldly, and all the constables were itching with hatred.

Jin Jiuling could die, but he couldn't die here! Not like this!

Lu Xiaofeng's scalp tingled slightly. Fortunately, they both had been prepared, otherwise, the trouble would have been immense. Even if they managed to escape by virtue of their exceptional Qinggong,

wanted posters for them would be spread throughout Jianghu, and they would have to be cautious wherever they went, testing food for poison and sleeping with one eye open.

Otherwise, they might lose their heads in a daze.

"Wait!" Lu Jiuyuan gently lifted the hem of his robe.

An object, with his movement of lifting his robe, clearly appeared before everyone's eyes.

It was a jade jue, the very token Little White Dragon had given to Lu Jiuyuan, said to allow one to "draw ten thousand gold from any of the six major banks in Jianghu with this jade jue."

"Constable, what did you just say? I didn't quite catch it!" Lu Jiuyuan asked.

"Stop! Everyone stop!"

The anger on Iron-Faced Judge Cui Yuanshan's face instantly turned to horror. He stared intently at the jade jue, the blood draining from his face with a "whoosh," and his lips trembled uncontrollably.

Ghost Hand Soul Chaser Leng Wuxue was equally horrified, turning to look at Old Cui. Seeing his ghostly expression, not much different from his own, he knew that what they had seen was correct.

"Stop, everyone stop, get out, everyone get out!" He quickly pressed down the weapons and bows around him.

The surrounding constables, who had been full of Killing Intent, seeing the two Deputy Chief Constables so flustered and looking as if they'd seen a ghost, immediately knew they had run into a brick wall this time.

They quickly sheathed their swords, unstrung their crossbows, then looked at the sky and swiftly retreated one by one.

In just a few breaths, all the constables had fled, leaving only the two Deputy Chief Constables and the three bewildered blind men.

Cui Yuanshan and Leng Wuxue stood there obediently.

"Now," Lu Jiuyuan finally spoke, his voice calm without a ripple, his gaze lightly sweeping over Cui Yuanshan and Leng Wuxue:

"Can we leave?"

Cui Yuanshan's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty, the muscles in his face twitching as he tried to force out a respectful expression, but it looked worse than crying.

"Yes, of course!"

"Some things, once known, should be kept in your heart and not spoken. If you speak them, you will die. Do you understand my words?" Lu Jiuyuan walked over and said in a calm tone.

"Understood! This subordinate understands!" Cui Yuanshan nodded repeatedly.

Lu Jiuyuan patted his shoulder: "As for Jin Jiuling, with the accusations of these three victims, the case can be closed directly!"

Lu Jiuyuan and Lu Xiaofeng swaggered out of Six Doors. Only then did Cui and Leng dare to straighten their backs.

When big shots fight, the small fries suffer. That fellow Jin Jiuling had violated heavenly rules!

"Sirs, please! That traitor Jin Jiuling is actually the Embroidered Bandit, which is truly unacceptable!

Cui apologizes on behalf of Six Doors to you all. His death is truly gratifying. Please!"