18. Seven! Come! Fight me! I've got the wrong person!
It was the greatest respect for a swordsman if he could die under someone else's sword!
However, the blade that could kill him was long gone.
Under the rustling leaves stood a person dressed in black, as if he was one with the autumn scenery.
There was a coldness and tiredness that had penetrated deep into his bones, but it also carried this kind of pressing killing intent.
Yan Shisan was exhausted. He had killed too many people.
He was so tired that he didn't want to wield his sword, kill anyone, or even live anymore.
Therefore, he was not carrying a sword on his back, but a coffin.
The place he lived in before his death was very simple, but he hoped that he could live in a better place after his death. Therefore, he specially got the royal coffin and made a golden nanmu coffin.
No swordsman wanted to lie in a coffin and wait for death, let alone a swordsman like him who was crazy about swordsmanship.
However, what was the point of living? That person was already dead. What was the point of him practicing his sword?
Ever since that person died, he realized how ridiculous it was for him to practice the sword.
Back then, he had only seen the blue light from the demonic blade from afar. He did not even have the courage to draw his sword.
However, he could not help but cry tears of joy in his heart.
There was actually such a profound saber intent and such a sharp and extraordinary killing intent in the world.
Yan Shisan had never taken anyone who wielded a sword seriously before. Now, not only did that person catch his eye, but he had also become his heaven. He swore that he would break this natural moat.
His Life-Taking Thirteen Swords had even created a fourteenth transformation!
When he was filled with joy and wanted to challenge that person, he found that he was already dead!
He could not believe it no matter what, but with so many people mobilized and so much evidence in front of him, he had no choice but to believe it.
The man was dead. Yan Thirteen felt like he was dead.
He carried the coffin and walked forward. He did not know where he wanted to go.
Perhaps, as long as he saw a pleasing place, he would bury himself and die forever.
He wanted the Thirteen Strikes of Life to remain in the fourteenth move forever!
He walked forward like a grim reaper, passing through the mountains and the autumn waters, but there was no place that could stop him.
Perhaps the only thing that could stop him was that person's knife.
After a long journey, Yan Shisan finally arrived at this small city on the border between Great Qin and Great Ming.
Although the people on the street were surprised by his appearance of carrying a coffin, no one dared to ask him because of his grim reaper appearance, and almost no one dared to stretch their necks to the side.
Suddenly, a rich and mellow fragrance assailed his nose. Yan Thirteen actually felt hungry.
He was surprised that someone who wanted to die would be hungry.
When he looked up, he happened to see Ah Qi's Beef Offal Stall!
The Gold Roll hadn't changed for a few days, and the business in the stall had also declined a lot. However, the woman in green still came often, and Jiang Qi still provided for her for free.
He was still shouting with all his might when he suddenly saw the evil man dressed in black on the street with a coffin on his back. He could not help but keep quiet, afraid that he would attract this jinx over.
He didn't expect Jiang Qi to not provoke him, but he actually came with a coffin.
Jiang Qi smiled awkwardly." Hey handsome, this is not a coffin shop. Please turn right!"”
Yan Thirteen placed the coffin upside down at the entrance of the stall and found an empty table to sit on.
There weren't many customers in the stall. When they saw this fiend coming, they all ran away, leaving only the woman in green sitting cross-legged at the side.
"Hey…I haven't paid yet!" Jiang Qi couldn't help but sigh. She knew that she had made a few more money-losing deals today.
However, all the visitors were guests. He only hoped that this person would quickly finish his drink and leave.
Jiang Qi brushed her hair with her oily hands and walked to Yan Thirteen."
"Hey handsome, we only have beef offal soup, but there's an unlimited supply of secret sauce!”
Yan Thirteen didn't know why he would take the initiative to come to this stall. He was silent for a while.
He suddenly looked up and saw that the face of the stall owner in front of him was exactly the same as the face of the person he was thinking about. He could not help but jump up.
"You…Are you a human or a ghost?!"
Jiang Qi thought that he had pointed at the wrong person. She looked around and said,"Handsome, what ghost is there in broad daylight?”
As soon as he turned around, Yan Thirteen was already right in front of him. He could even see the light in his pupils clearly.
"You…You're him. You must be him!"”
After saying that, she grabbed Jiang Qi's hand and dragged her out of the stall.
"Who…who is he? Handsome, if you have something to say, say it nicely.”
Jiang Qi only felt that his hands were like iron pincers. He could not break free no matter what, but he did not know the man in front of him at all. He could only look at the woman in green for help.
The green-robed woman held her bamboo stick tightly in her hand. She would attack immediately if there was danger.
The two of them arrived at the open space outside the stall.
Yan Thirteen took out the Poisonous Bone Sword from the coffin. It was made of black fish skin, a golden gulper, and thirteen bean-sized pearls.
" Heaven truly rewards those who work hard," he shouted." I thought you were dead. I didn't expect you to still be alive in this place."”
"Ah Qi, now that my sword technique has reached great success, let's compete!”
Although Yan Thirteen felt that his killing intent was obviously not as strong as before, since he had this face on his neck, there was no need to doubt him.
Jiang Qi was also confused at this time. She even suspected that he was deliberately looking for trouble.
"Handsome boy, this is just a place for people to fight. We don't provide martial arts competition services!”
"What?!" Yan Thirteen was furious.
"I clearly issued a challenge to you many years ago. Wait until my swordsmanship has achieved great success and we will compete. How can you go back on your word!”
However, Jiang Qi really couldn't remember. The madman in front of him had such a strong killing intent. If he really compared them, he might even lose his life.
However, this madman was so persistent. Perhaps there was such a thing, but he could not remember it.
While he was hesitating, Yan Thirteen relaxed his brows and said,"
"I know. You don't have to be afraid of killing me. Just attack. I even brought the coffin over. With these neighbors as witnesses, the government won't trouble you.”
"Handsome, Handsome, listen to me…"
"Don't be so wishy-washy anymore. Today, I only ask for death!”
Yan Thirteen rushed over with his long sword. He was already a dead man, but when he saw him, he suddenly regained his vitality.
He did not want to experience this pain again. It was his greatest honor to die under his knife!
Yan Shisan's sword strike contained the most powerful secret of the fourteenth move of the Thirteen Lethal Swords. It carried boundless destructive intent.
He wanted to let him see his strongest move before he died. He wanted to condense the pride of his entire life's swordsmanship!
When Jiang Qi saw such a terrifying sword intent, he hurriedly used his Qi to activate the Seven Duan Scissors to block it, but he did not have much hope.
He didn't expect that a diligent beef offal seller like him would die under someone else's sword for no reason.
Even the woman in green was not confident that she could block this sword. She could only sigh for Jiang Qi in her heart!
When the sword reached his forehead, it suddenly stopped.
Not only Jiang Qi, but the surrounding crowd was also dumbfounded.
"Why aren't you attacking? Are you complaining that I'm not qualified enough?”Although Yan Shisan did not kill him, he did not let go of his sword.
Jiang Qi quickly begged for mercy.
"Brother, I'm really not the person you're talking about. I'm just a butcher who sells beef offal. I only use scissors and a kitchen knife at most.”
"Nonsense, where's your Thousand Blades?”
"Big Brother, I don't have that kind of thing. I only have this pair of scissors. Occasionally, I even have a part-time job of cutting hair. If you don't believe me, you can ask her.”
Jiang Qi pointed at the woman in green beside him.
"He really isn't an assassin. I've already tested him."”
Yan Thirteen looked incredulous. The hope in his heart had fallen to the bottom again.
He suddenly swung his sword to the left again, but Jiang Qi was still trembling and did not even react.
He knew that if a top expert was in a desperate situation, they would instinctively retaliate. Since he couldn't even retaliate, it could only mean that he really wasn't that person.
"Forget it, forget it. You're really not him. Give me a bowl of beef offal!”Yan Thirteen realized that he hadn't felt hungry for a long time.
"Alright, handsome boy, please take a seat!" Jiang Qi ran to the stove with a flattering expression.
Suddenly, multicolored light shone in the sky. The golden roll finally moved!
The seventh on the Assassin Gold Ranking was about to appear!
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