After speaking, when the arrest officer nodded, he took the initiative to step forward, holding a knife in his right hand, and said calmly: "The renowned knife, Green Elegance, three feet seven inches long, weighing one hundred seventy-three pounds, crafted by the famous master Ouyang, has drunk the blood of more than seventy blade-wielding warriors." "Will you be the next one?" "Do you have the qualifications to be the next one?" After speaking, he raised the knife in his hand, and in an instant, it transformed into a full moon, slashing forward, and at the moment of drawing the knife, the entire room almost darkened, and among the arrest officers, there were many skilled in using knives, who couldn't help but exclaim: "Such knife technique is indeed already considered first-class among peers." "With him here, we can be at ease." The Blade Madman held a wine bowl in his left hand, focused expression, tilted his neck to pour the twenty-year-old brew down his throat, while his right hand laxly held the knife at leisure. The light of the Green Elegance knife was fierce. Fierce and graceful, extremely delicate, as if the technique of the knife, all its changes, had reached the point where no further change was possible, the observer couldn't help but feel that seeing such changes in the knife technique could be considered a kind of enjoyment. But before they could react, another terrifying shadow of a knife fell. It was as if someone had gripped their hearts tightly, everyone's breathing stopped instantly, eyes widened, staring dazedly at the black moon that descended. Arrogant, overbearing, reckless. A knife that could only be described as ultimate! Everyone felt an intense self-confidence, an intense sense of self. The fierce and graceful light of the previous knife shattered instantly, in Xiong City, figures under forty with first-class knife techniques retreated rapidly, their previous confidence and composure vanished, unable to help but spew out large mouthfuls of blood. Li Yinxiang couldn't help but hold her breath, she blinked, averting her gaze from the blade-wielding warrior she was close to, uncontrollably landing it on the person who had struck him. She saw that person slowly rise, the knife in his right hand diagonally falling, the wine in his left hand finished, the wine bowl tilted, the long knife, black and dull, held horizontally, with the last drops of fiery wine spilling over the blade, quiet and silent movements, dangerously arrogant aura, sweeping across the room in an instant. He raised his eyes, looked at the retreating blade-wielding warrior, and said indifferently: Shaking his right hand, the wine liquid on the blade spilled out. The intangible might made everyone step back almost simultaneously, but at this moment, among the crossbowmen, a newly joined young man's spirit scattered, his tightly gripped trigger involuntarily loosened slightly. Accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, a crossbow bolt shot out. Then came the second, the third, the tenth, over a hundred triangular steel crossbow bolts whistled forth, this change exceeded everyone's expectations, the Ministry of Punishment arrest officer's face turned instantly pale, turning and kicking his subordinate to the ground. The faces of the merchant convoy had turned ashen. Among the commoners, some couldn't help but curse, beginning to shove the patrol officers wearing red Iron Armor, in the Northwest there are many who sing generous and elegiac songs, they fear the Martial Soldiers elsewhere, but not them, they are ready to die! At the moment when the conflict between the Martial Soldiers and commoners escalated, suddenly there was a thunderous roar, everyone instinctively looked towards the direction of the roar, everyone's eyes, faces, instantly flushed red. Because roaring flames collided instantly, expanded, exploded. From every window of the restaurant, every passage, every door, as if held tightly by an ancient god of fire, scorching heat baked the Heaven and Earth. A hundred Qi-Breaking Arrows capable of breaking the Gang Qi of Middle Third Rank Martial Artists, instantly turning to ashes. Li Yinxiang's eyes widened. The crimson flames harmed no one, merely flowed past them, turning a mishap-bound crossbow bolt aimed at her to ash, she held her breath, seeing the man leaning on his knife, standing with his back to her at the window, rolling heat waves around him. Black hair, the hem of his clothes, along with the cloak behind him, all fluttering. Yet amidst the blaze, his expression remained indifferent. The flames slowly dispersed, the entire restaurant exuded a puff of blue smoke, yet still stood, everyone had already lost their combat will, even if they still held the advantage of position and numbers, no one had the courage to draw their blades anymore. At this moment, suddenly a horse galloped over, on horseback a man dressed as a Ministry of Punishment official almost out of breath, waving the dossier in his right hand, shouting loudly: "Someone reported, that person killed, Zhou Chao, was actually an insider for the Great Wilderness Stronghold, cough, cough, an insider!" He saw the flames blazing, rushed over in one breath, nearly falling off his horse, the Ministry of Punishment experts guarding below widened their eyes, angry saying: The arriving official, out of breath, said: "No, furthermore..." Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on novel⁂fire.net "The new intelligence, the, the Great Wilderness Stronghold has already been leveled by one person, completely flattened, Zhou Chao might have been the last one!" He held a bag in his hand so everyone could see, saying: "This is the reward money, a thousand taels of silver." Everyone instantly changed color, merchants and others were dumbstruck, speechless, while among the common people there was an outburst of cheers. At this time, the official finally breathed a sigh of relief, endlessly wiping the sweat off his forehead. He saw the intelligence, and upon seeing the fire ignite, was nearly frightened to death, luckily, luckily he made it in time... The mountain-burning wine lord, indeed... On the third floor above, the Ministry of Punishment's literary arrest officer's expression changed slightly, sheathed his dagger respectfully and said: "This... those merchants falsely reported, not knowing the truth, I am incompetent and misinvestigated, please do not blame me..." Wang Anfeng merely nodded coldly, since below a path had been made, stepped into the void and descended, the official put the Jade Plaque, redeemable for silver at the Ministry of Punishment, in his pocket, respectfully handed it to Wang Anfeng. The restaurant shopkeeper looked at his establishment, face grieving, almost fainted. Suddenly heard a light sound, and saw a purple pouch fall in front, revealing a jade plaque with the words one thousand taels written on it, dazed for a moment, lifted his head to see someone in black already mounted. Before he could grab the jade plaque, Li Yinxiang already dashed out, snatched it up before him, whistled twice, a green horse chased, the young girl mounted in one motion, broke through the crowd, barely catching up with Xu Ben's red horse, lifting the jade plaque in her hand, said: "That, repairing the restaurant costs only less than three hundred taels..." "The Ministry of Punishment will pay that, this is yours, keep it safe..." The man in black said indifferently: "What I give is never taken back." Li Yinxiang awkwardly retracted her right hand, thought for a moment, unwilling to relent, continued speaking on her own: "Those merchants really don't know a good person's heart, falsely reporting, yet you saved them..." I think they will surely regret they couldn't properly thank you, won't they?" The skinny red horse suddenly halted, Li Yinxiang saw the youth on horseback turn sideways, his face hard as stone, eyes black, subtly indifferent, subtly sarcastic, voice cold, like penetrating through the winter night sky, exuding a wild spirit: "What does it have to do with them?!" PS: Today's update is here, cough, cough, a bit late, hope everyone tolerates... a long update of ten thousand characters, frankly, I'm exhausted... tomorrow, no, today, I hope I have the strength to write more~