Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman Chapter 131

Chapter 131 Draw Your Sword Again Today

The elders all became nervous.

 

He wanted to resolve a grudge now?

 

Thinking of how they had supported Bai Haiqin and given Ding Sanshi a hard time on purpose made them all feel weak.

 

“Fairy swordsman Ding, we were wrong.”

 

“Bai Haiqin forced us with his status in Baiyun City. We had no solution…”

 

“We admit that we were wrong.”

 

The elders just admitted their faults.

 

Ding Sanshi said lightly, “If it's useful to just admit your fault, why is it necessary to have police?”

 

Pfft.

 

Lin Beichen almost spat.

 

Master, how did you know my motto?

 

You couldn't have been spying on me?

 

Ding Sanshi's tough attitude made the elders weak, but they were also unsatisfied at the same time.

 

They apologized so obediently.

 

They had admitted their faults in front of so many people.

 

What else did he want?

 

“Hmm, what do you want, fairy swordsman Ding?”

 

Lu Zhengdao asked.

 

“Since fairy swordsman Ding wouldn't accept the apology, then you may decide what to do.”

 

Ming Yuanshan smiled coldly, too.

 

Ding Sanshi's dark hair flew in the night wind. From above, he said plainly, “Bai Haiqin has attacked Beichen before, and you stopped me from saving him. If Ling Chen hadn't helped at the crucial moment, my disciple would have been killed or seriously injured. Your behavior was equal to murder…”

 

In the moonlight, his eyes shone coldly like the blade of a sword.

 

“Those who intend to kill must be killed.”

 

Ding Sanshi's words were firm and powerful.

 

“What?”

 

“Haha, you want to kill us?”

 

“Hmm, fairy swordsman Ding, you are too aggressive.”

 

The three elder's faces turned dark. And then, they all laughed wildly.

 

Though the strength Ding Sanshi had revealed was shocking, so what?

 

They were also from renowned, dependable families. They would be dreadful to Bai Haiqin, who was a Grand Master from Baiyun City and had a powerful background. But Ding Sanshi was only a deserter disciple. Even if he had great force, how could he defeat all of the masters?

 

He had abilities, but no background.

 

A person like him was alone, and he could not arouse their dread.

 

They became hostile to each other immediately.

 

The atmosphere, which had been smoothed, turned tense suddenly.

 

Lin Beichen looked at the figure standing on Ling Manor and suddenly had a strange feeling.

 

Master Ding had changed.

 

He was no longer just an old teacher who would tolerate the disciples' absent-minded behavior in class.

 

Instead, he was now a real fairy in swordsmanship. Once he had his sword in hand, he was unbeatable.

 

“Maybe he has been affected by me?”

 

Lin Beichen kneaded his brow with his middle finger and thought to himself.

 

In the cold, strong, night wind, Ling Junxuan and his wife, who were the host and hostess, kept silent the whole time.

 

But the young boys and girls had various expressions.

 

Especially Ming Luotian and Lu Feng, who were particularly nervous. The three people Ding Sanshi mentioned were their seniors. If they really began to fight, their power would be of no help. They would only be able to stare from the sidelines.

 

The calmest was the fat boy, Ba Dazui.

 

He did not even feel the tense, threatening atmosphere. He just held a food bag in one hand and a wine bag in the other. He kept stuffing things into his mouth, which made people wonder if he was gluttony incarnate, and how his stomach could contain so much food.

 

“Hmm, I didn't expect this sword test to turn into this. I'll leave first.”

 

Lu Zhengdao coldly hummed, bowed a bit, and turned to leave.

 

Ding Sanshi smiled lightly, “I haven't drawn my sword for so many years that many people have forgotten how sharp it used to be.”

 

Before he finished speaking.

 

In the moonlight, the light of Qinghui Sword shone.

 

Lu Zhengdao had only taken three steps when his body suddenly froze in place.

 

Then—

 

Whoosh!

 

Then the sound of the sword rang out.

 

A row of thin bloody dew drops appeared on Lu Zhengdao's neck.

 

Soon the row of droplets became a string of blood.

 

Boom!

 

His head fell down.

 

Lu Zhengdao's body slowly fell down.

 

The blood flew on the ground.

 

The reek of blood suddenly filled the whole garden.

 

Everybody was stunned.

 

Nobody thought that the killing and death would come so quickly.

 

All was silent like death.

 

“Master…”

 

Lu Feng came to himself from the blankness. He cried sadly, rushed over, and held Lu Zhengdao's body. Then, he started crying fiercely. He suddenly raised his head to look at Ding Sanshi, and full of hatred, he said, “Bastard, kill me too. Otherwise, I swear to heaven I will find you and get vengeance someday…”

 

“Okay, I'll be waiting for you.”

 

Ding Sanshi said lightly.

 

He did not kill Lu Feng.

 

Instead, he looked at Ming Yuanshan and the other guy who had stopped him from saving Lin Beichen.

 

By then, both of them were fully terrified.

 

“Today I'll draw my sword again and test it on both of your heads.”

 

Ding Sanshi moved and rushed downwards.

 

He had been thirty meters up. He was like an eagle. In a flash, he arrived in front of them.

 

The sword shone.

 

“No…”

 

Ming Luotian shouted and rushed over.

 

But it was in vain.

 

For the next second, Ming Yuanshan and the other guy stopped, and their faces froze. At last, their figures fell down.

 

Two senior masters died then.

 

“Grandpa, grandpa…”

 

“Master!”

 

Stunned, Ming Luotian burst into tears.

 

Lin Beichen was stunned.

 

Master Ding… was he too resolute?

 

He had killed three people in a minute.

 

Though he had prepared himself, he was still enormously shocked inside.

 

After time-travelling, he had seen people die. But Li Tao's and Tao Wancheng's deaths had been carried out by Shen Fei, who had become a cold-blooded devil. But this time, Master Ding's behavior was cruel and firm, which made Lin Beichen realize for the first time that this world was not the earth. When a master drew his sword, someone had to die.

 

After Ding Sanshi killed three people, no one dared to even breathe heavily.

 

And the elders were even more thrilled.

 

Some people recalled the fame of the fairy swordsman in Baiyun City years before.

 

One sword strike from him could scratch the sky to the ninth level.

 

Another of his sword blows could protect and progress.

 

Then, they remembered that, among the five famous swords in Baiyun City, the fairy swordsman's name had been earned from endless mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and creating countless ghosts. He had been known to be the cruelest of the five famous swords. He had been through battles and killed thousands of people from the Sea Clan…

 

Over the last sixteen years, the fairy swordsman had kept a low profile, and many people forgot the terror they had experienced when ruled by his sword.

 

Now, clearing up the dust and unfolding memories, the terror which had been forgotten suddenly rose back to the hearts of the elders like a flood.

 

By the time they took another look at Ding Sanshi, their legs were trembling.

 

“Take them back.”

 

Ding Sanshi returned his sword to its sheath, and the killing spirit around him faded away. He said, “Tell the Lu, Ming and Ling families that I'll pay a visit to them in person in five days.”

 

Those elders had to nod. They were afraid it would annoy the fairy swordsman again if they reacted too slowly.

 

“Bastard, this hatred will be paid off someday.”

 

Ming Luotian stared evilly at Ding Sanshi and implanted the seed of hatred in his heart.

 

Ding Sanshi did not care for the little girl. He turned around and looked at Ling Junxuan and his wife, saying, “I'm so sorry to fill the back garden of Ling Mansion with blood tonight.”

 

“It doesn't matter.”

 

Ling Junxuan replied.

 

Then, Ding Sanshi looked in Lin Beichen's direction.

Chapter end