The Young Ranger Jiang Yin

Chapter 455: The Prodigal Sword

The bodies were burned into ashes and placed in an urn, and then their names were affixed to them. This was the final fate of the five bodyguards who died in the battle.

Seeing their companions, whom they had been with day and night, end up like this, the escorts felt a little sad.

After getting ready, everyone prepared to set off.

On the other side, the ancient sword spirit in the room has also awakened.

"Um……"

The ancient sword spirit let out a muffled groan, then slowly opened his eyes.

"Old man, are you awake?"

Hearing the voice, Ancient Sword Spirit looked at Jiang Yin who was speaking.

"It's you……"

The scene of the previous battle with Jiang Yin kept flashing back in his mind, and Gu Jianhun recognized this young man with extraordinary skills.

"You saved me?"

Gu Jianhun's head was still a little groggy, but he was no longer as crazy as before.

"I guess so. Do you still remember who you are?"

Jiang Yin asked softly. When the Ancient Sword Soul heard this question, his brows furrowed, and fragments of his memories kept emerging, but he just couldn't piece them together completely.

"what!"

A splitting headache!

The result of Gu Jianhun's efforts to recall was that he held his head with both hands and cried out in pain.

It seems his injury hasn't healed yet.

Seeing this, Jiang Yin gathered his sword fingers in his right hand and pointed out two invisible finger forces through the air.

shhhhh!

The ancient sword spirit immediately calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

"His condition doesn't seem as optimistic as we thought."

Jiang Yin looked at Murong Jiu.

"Yes. He was too emotional, and the question you asked probably touched his most sensitive spot, so that's why.

It seems that I need to give him an acupuncture first to reduce some of the poison, otherwise he will go crazy when he thinks about it.

The current state is fine, but if his internal energy were to go haywire, I'm afraid it wouldn't be possible to subdue him just by acupuncture."

Murong Jiu said, "It looks like we have to take him with us on the journey."

"That's the only way. Fortunately, we have a carriage with us, so it's not a big deal."

"Then I'll trouble Miss Nine."

"It's no problem. You help me heal people, and you teach me martial arts. It's fair."

"it is good."

The two reached a consensus and brought the ancient sword spirit onto the carriage.

Although the people from the Fuwei Escort Agency thought the ancient sword spirit was very strange, they did not say much.

In their opinion, Jiang Yin was a chivalrous young man, and it was reasonable for him to save a down-and-out old man.

Everyone set off, left Xiaojia Town, and continued on their way to Yanxia Villa.

The Seven Evil Sect had been destroyed by them, so they all felt that there wouldn't be much trouble next.

Little did they know that another master was already waiting for them on their path.

Liu Zhongyuan glanced at the carriage beside him and thought to himself, "Before, Jiang Yin rode a horse to the front, but now he is sitting in the carriage. It seems that he is indeed injured."

The more he thought about it, the more it made sense to Liu Zhongyuan. "I wonder if the assassins arranged by Qingyi Tower are coming soon."

Liu Zhongyuan was a little anxious.

He has already informed Qingyi Tower of the news, but he does not know when Qingyi Tower will take action.

Half a day later, a figure appeared in front of them.

The man was dressed in white and holding a sword. The most special thing about him was that his eyebrows were white.

When Lu Tengkong saw this person, he immediately became more alert.

"I wonder which brother is blocking the road here? This is the escort vehicle of the Fuwei Escort Agency. Please give me some convenience."

"Leave something behind and you can go. Leave nothing behind and you will die."

The man in white had a cold expression on his face, and he stuck the sword in his hand into the ground while speaking.

Lu Tengkong's face looked a little ugly.

We finally had some peace and quiet for a while, but now another robbery has come?

"Your Excellency, are you going to make trouble for my Fuwei Escort Agency?"

"It's just a Fuwei Escort Agency. There's really nothing to worry about. As long as you can defeat the sword in my hand, I will let you go.

Otherwise, hand over the wooden box!"

"You!" Lu Teng was anxious and was about to draw his sword.

But at this moment, he saw the pattern engraved on the chest of the man in white.

It was a blue dress.

Seeing this, Lu Tengkong's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Are you from Qingyi Building?"

"Oh? That's a little bit obvious. But I prefer others to call me the Prodigal Sword."

"The Prodigal Sword Bai Tong!"

Lu Tengkong was even more shocked.

Hearing this, the white-clothed man's mouth curled up slightly.

"Not bad. It seems that I still have some fame in the world."

The Prodigal Sword Bai Tong is a rising star in the martial arts world in recent years. Although he is in his twenties, he has already earned the nickname the Prodigal Sword.

The title sounds decent, but he is actually a killer.

“I didn’t expect that the famous Wanderer Sword would be from Qingyi Tower.”

At this moment, Jiang Yin lifted the curtain of the carriage and slowly walked down.

Seeing Jiang Yin getting off the carriage, Bai Tong's eyes immediately locked on him.

"Who are you?" "Jiang Yin."

"Ranger Jiang Yin? Hahaha! It's you! This trip today was really not in vain. I didn't expect to meet you!"

"Oh, you're looking for me?"

"As long as they are successful in the way of the sword, I will look for them. Jiang Yin, let me see your way of the sword!"

With a clang, Bai Tong had already drawn his sword.

The blue sword energy flickered, and a faint sword intent emerged.

"A swordsman is not afraid of fighting. If you ask me to fight, I will not refuse."

"Then stop talking nonsense! Come on!"

Bai Tong raised his sword and the sword light pierced Jiang Yin directly!

"This guy is really direct."

After Jiang Yin complained secretly, the Sword of Samsara was also unsheathed!

The swords collide!

clang!

The blades of the two swords rubbed against each other, making a harsh sound, and everyone covered their ears.

"So strong..."

Lu Tengkong and Liu Zhongyuan both widened their eyes, feeling that the collision between the two men was beyond their reach. "I didn't expect that it was the Wanderer Sword. He is the owner of the 18th floor of Qingyi, and his strength is unfathomable. With him against Jiang Yin, even if he is defeated, he should be able to find out his strengths and weaknesses.

It's a pity that he doesn't like to lead his men, so I'm afraid he won't be able to create the chaotic situation I want."

Liu Zhongyuan said to himself, obviously not satisfied with the current situation.

But now that it has happened, he can only wait and see.

Jiang Yin was naturally eager to fight against a swordsman.

Bai Tong is also a swordsman who has understood the meaning of sword, and each of his sword techniques is extremely powerful.

Compared to the head-on clashes with the Seven Evils, the fight between them was more of a counter-attack.

Jiang Yin was not in a hurry to win, but took a defensive stance and observed Bai Tong's swordsmanship.

However, Bai Tong's swordsmanship, while retaining the murderous aura, also had a sense of openness and honesty.

The sword of a swordsman represents the swordsman's character.

This is especially true for swordsmen who have comprehended the sword's intent.

Bai Tong stabbed with his sword again and again, posing a considerable threat to Jiang Yin.

But that’s all.

Every time he tried to take a step forward, Jiang Yin avoided him. "This guy clearly hasn't comprehended the sword intent, so why is his swordsmanship so powerful?"