【The Reflection of the Sword's Ridge】15 What is the righteous and awe-inspiring hero thinking?

What was the righteous and awe-inspiring hero thinking?
Yan Feiyun, a veteran of countless battles, immediately struck the ground with a palm strike upon realizing he was in danger. His body
soared into the air with the force of the strike, and the four swords grazed past him.
While in mid-air, Yan Feiyun's iron sword was already drawn, transforming into four streaks of light that struck the four swordsmen.
The sword he used when he roamed the martial world had been lost when he fell into the deep valley years ago. So he
took an ordinary iron sword from the armory of Poison Dragon Valley, which proved useful now.
Yan Feiyun possessed immense internal strength; what was merely an ordinary iron sword became an indestructible weapon in his hands . The four swordsmen were no pushovers either. Although they were not as skilled as Yan Feiyun, because Yan Feiyun's sword transformed into four, 　　they managed to deflect
the four swords with their own. 　　 Yan Feiyun, skilled and daring, didn't land. Instead, he used the momentum of the clash with the four swordsmen to leap upwards, 　　unleashing a series of downward thrusts at the closest swordsman. The swordsman was no match for this rapid-fire attack 　　; a sword struck his wrist, and his sword immediately slipped from his grasp. Fortunately, Yan Feiyun hadn't struck a vital spot; the blow wasn't 　　fatal. 　　 The other three swordsmen moved with lightning speed. Just as Yan Feiyun struck his first swordsman, the other three swords 　　attacked his lower body from below. It seemed Yan Feiyun couldn't dodge the three strikes, but suddenly he spun rapidly, 　　causing each strike to lose its aim. One sword was kicked away as he spun, another was flicked off 　　the back of a blade with his left hand, and grazed his hair. Only the last sword cut a gash in his chest, but didn't 　　wound him. 　　 Given Yan Feiyun's martial arts skills, the fact that this swordsman could cut his clothes meant he was already quite skilled. Yan Feiyun 　　suddenly sank down, landing face-to-face with the swordsman. Before the swordsman could even make a move, Yan Feiyun 　　used his fingers as swords, striking several vital points on his body in quick succession. The swordsman, his vital points struck, immediately collapsed. 　　 A majestic voice suddenly rang out, "Back off!" Upon hearing this command, the remaining three swordsmen immediately 　　retreated. 　　 Yan Feiyun, a veteran of countless battles, knew his opponent must have an even more formidable weapon. Sure enough, dozens of archers suddenly emerged from the artificial hills and streams surrounding the courtyard . In an instant, a rain of arrows 　　rained down 　　on Yan Feiyun from all directions . Yan Feiyun could have used the fallen swordsman as a shield, but being kind-hearted, he 　　chose the more difficult path instead. With a long roar, his longsword danced, enveloping him in a ball of sword light. 　　 He deflected all the incoming arrows, and before the archers could fire their second 　　volley, he leaped up, intending to reunite with Xia Wenyi first. Just as he sprang into action, his strength waning and new 　　energy failing, a sword light flashed like lightning in the darkness, aimed directly at Yan Feiyun's heart. The 　　 swordsman was a middle-aged man with several scars on his face—it was none other than Lightning Sword Lu Qicheng. 　　Although he had received immediate treatment after being struck on the face by Miyamoto Ying's broom, the scars still lingered, fueling his fury. 　　 It turned out that everything arranged in the courtyard was prepared by Shangguan Jing to prevent Miyamoto Ying from attacking. Shangguan 　　Jing thought to himself that he had used some underhanded means to defeat Miyamoto Ei last time. If Miyamoto Ei came again, he probably wouldn't 　　challenge him openly like last time. He figured that if Miyamoto Ei sneaked into the Lu residence at night, she would assume Lu Qicheng was 　　hiding in a heavily guarded place, so he specially arranged to wait for Miyamoto Ei's arrival in this courtyard. Who knew that it 　　wasn't Miyamoto Ei who came, but a strong middle-aged man with extraordinary swordsmanship. 　　 Although Lu Qicheng's sword was as fast as lightning, Yan Feiyun was no ordinary person. The moment his sword flashed, Yan Feiyun 　　immediately drew his sword. The two swords clashed, producing a series of ear-piercing sword whistles. Yan Feiyun's sword made Lu Qicheng 　　's heart tremble. He himself had been preparing for a long time before unleashing that lightning-fast sword, while this man was in mid-air, 　　seemingly striking his sword with a casual stroke. This man's speed and accuracy were truly far superior to his own. 　　 Yan Feiyun's first sword strike was effective. He wanted to follow up with another, but felt a gust of wind behind him, realizing there was another enemy behind him . He had no choice 　　but to retaliate and knock down all the hidden weapons behind him. The one who attacked Yan Feiyun from behind was, of course, Shangguan Jing. 　　Seeing Yan Feiyun's high level of martial arts, he immediately launched a bunch of hidden weapons on the ground, but unexpectedly, Yan Feiyun easily 　　blocked them. 　　 Shangguan Jing shouted, "Down!" Upon hearing this, Lu Qicheng immediately used the Thousand-Pound Drop technique, quickly descending from the air 　　to the ground. As soon as the archers around saw Lu Qicheng land, they immediately fired a second volley of arrows. 　　 Yan Feiyun cursed under his breath. He was in the air and had just dealt with the killing moves of two masters. His strength 　　was exhausted, so he could only try to use his lightness skills to avoid some arrows and then swing his sword to knock down the remaining arrows. Even 　　so, Yan Feiyun still had two grazes from the arrows. 　　 Seeing drops of blood flowing from his formidable opponent, Lu Qicheng was overjoyed. He leaped 　　into the air, thrusting his sword straight at Yan Feiyun's back. Even the usually mild-mannered Yan Feiyun was enraged. He 　　kicked back in mid-air, deflecting the incoming arrow towards Lu Qicheng, and using the force of the kick to leap over 　　the high wall of the courtyard, landing lightly outside. 　　 Lu Qicheng had expected to pierce Yan Feiyun's heart with a single strike, but 　　an arrow came hurtling towards him, forcing him to deflect it with his sword. The impact caused him excruciating pain in his hand, nearly causing him to drop his sword. Startled, he realized his inner energy 　　had been depleted, rendering him unable to pursue. He slowly returned to the ground. As 　　 soon as Yan Feiyun landed outside the courtyard, he saw a ferocious-looking man grabbing Xia Wenyi's arm with one hand, his other 　　hand holding a sword against her neck. The burly man grinned maliciously at Yan Feiyun and said, "Put down your weapon obediently, or 　　this woman's head will roll!" 　　 Yan Feiyun smiled calmly and immediately tossed his iron sword to the ground. 　　 The burly man was overjoyed, not expecting Yan Feiyun to agree so readily. 　　 Yan Feiyun's flick was actually a clever technique; the iron sword landed hilt first, then suddenly flew from the ground 　　to the burly man's feet. Seeing Yan Feiyun discard his sword, the burly man assumed he had surrendered, but to his surprise, the iron sword instantly...

He was right in front of her. He had no time to think; his longsword instinctively swung out to block the upward-reaching
iron sword.
The moment the sword left Xia Wenyi's neck,
the man felt a sharp pain in his wrist; the sword had slipped from his grasp. It turned out that Yan Feiyun was faster than the sword; in that instant, he was in front of the burly man, grabbing his wrist with his iron hand,
while his other hand pulled Xia Wenyi's delicate arm to his side.
At the same time, because the man's sword had slipped from his grasp, the upward-reaching iron sword pierced through his shoulder
. The burly man screamed and collapsed to the ground, incapacitated.
The Lu family disciples behind the man were startled by Yan Feiyun's ghostly movements. They had all thought
Yan Feiyun had surrendered, but in the blink of an eye, the entire situation had changed.
Yan Feiyun bowed his head and asked Xia Wenyi, "Wenyi, are you alright?" Xia Wenyi shook her head, "I'm fine
. " She suddenly noticed the bloodstains on Yan Feiyun's clothes and was startled. "Brother Yun, are you injured
?"
Yan Feiyun smiled and said, "Just a minor injury. I've already stopped the bleeding with acupressure. It seems the entire Lu family is out welcoming
our visit tonight. If we continue fighting, there will inevitably be casualties, which would not be what we wanted. There's plenty of time in the future, let's
come back another day." After he finished speaking, he let out a whoosh, grabbed Xia
Wenyi's slender waist with one hand, pulled the iron sword from the shoulder of the ferocious-looking man with the other, and leaped into the air.
The archers in the courtyard hadn't had time to rush out yet, only Lu Qicheng and Shangguan Jing had already rushed over
. As soon as Shangguan Jing saw Yan Feiyun, he immediately unleashed all the hidden weapons he could, and Lu Qicheng
also shouted and attacked Yan Feiyun with his sword.
Although Yan Feiyun's martial arts skills far surpassed any of theirs, their combined attack was not so easy
to handle. Furthermore, the Lu family had a large number of disciples and guards protecting them, and a moment's carelessness could lead to them being caught off guard. A hero
doesn't fight a losing battle, so Yan Feiyun decisively took Xia Wenyi and flew away. He listened intently to his surroundings,
and without looking back, he deflected all the hidden weapons Shangguan Jing launched with his sword. Using a technique of borrowing force, he
struck the last small dagger at Lu Qicheng, simultaneously using the momentum to leap over the high wall of the Lu residence.
Lu Qicheng, seeing the dagger coming towards him, had no choice but to change his move and deflect it. Thus, by the time he and
Shangguan Jing had leaped over the wall, Yan Feiyun and Xia Wenyi had vanished without a trace.
Lu Qicheng and Shangguan Jing exchanged a glance, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes. Lu Qicheng spoke first,
"Brother Shangguan, this person's martial arts are no less than ours, he's definitely not some nobody. But I've thought about it for a long time and still can't
recall such a person in the martial world, it's truly perplexing!"
Shangguan Jing shook his head, "I can't recall who this person is for the time being. But since we know he
's in cahoots with that woman from Zhenchuan Escort Agency, we should be able to find out his background."
Lu Qicheng nodded, "They can run away, but they can't hide. At worst, we'll uproot Zhenchuan Escort Agency!
We've done this kind of thing countless times, haven't we?"
Shangguan Jing pondered for a moment, "Brother Lu, to be honest, our biggest enemy right now is actually Miyamoto
Ei. Rather than waiting for them to come to us, we should take the initiative. Even if Miyamoto Ei is a master of martial arts, she can't fight against
so many opponents." "Why don't we take advantage of her injury, dig her out quickly, and finish her off with one sword!" Shangguan Jing
understood Lu Qicheng's mindset perfectly. He knew Lu Qicheng harbored fear of Miyamoto Ei, and the longer they delayed, the less motivated he would become
. That's why he wanted to take the initiative to find Miyamoto Ei.
Lu Qicheng hesitated upon hearing this. Shangguan Jing immediately added, "Brother Lu, Miyamoto Ei
is just a mortal. We've already injured her twice, proving she's only made of flesh and blood. As long as we lay a trap
, she'll only have one path: death."
Lu Qicheng slowly nodded, "Alright! Brother Shangguan makes sense. Let's
arrange everything according to Brother Shangguan's wishes.
" Seeing Lu Qicheng finally agree to his suggestion, Shangguan Jing couldn't help but smile with satisfaction. "
Brother Lu, in the current martial arts world, simply possessing unparalleled martial arts skills isn't enough to make a difference. " "Don't worry, I, Shangguan Jing, guarantee I'll
take down those two Japanese women, Miyamoto Ying and Sakuragi Niji! Then I'll cripple their martial arts! After that, Brother Lu can
make them wish they were dead!"
Thinking of Miyamoto Ying and Sakuragi Niji's beauty, Lu Qicheng couldn't help but have wicked thoughts. But when he thought of Miyamoto Ying's
invincible swordsmanship, a chill ran down his spine. But then he thought, whether he faced the danger or not, he'd still be killed. So
he gritted his teeth and said hatefully, "Brother Shangguan is always resourceful, let's capture those two little women as soon as possible!
If we want to establish ourselves in the martial world, we absolutely cannot let them live!"
Lu Qicheng clenched his fists, looking fervent and impassioned. An unsuspecting observer would have assumed he and Shangguan
Jing were discussing important national affairs. Who would have guessed that this seemingly righteous and dignified Suzhou hero,
Lightning Sword Lu Qicheng, was merely plotting a trap for two girls…
? Yan Feiyun unleashed his full potential with his lightness skill. Even carrying someone didn't hinder their speed; the two leaped
across Suzhou's mansions like they were riding on clouds. Xia Wenyi had never experienced such speed before, and
a sense of trepidation crept into her heart. Yan Feiyun had initially only supported her slender waist, but she gradually pressed her body closer, slowly
embracing him tightly.
Xia Wenyi's firm breasts pressed against Yan Feiyun's chest, her long legs tightly wrapped around his waist
, and the scent of his masculine aroma filled her nostrils, stirring her desires. Similarly,
aside from the time he treated Xia Wenyi's injuries and formed a bond with her, Yan Feiyun hadn't been near any women for the past three years.
Now, with Xia Wenyi's sweet fragrance wafting towards him, he couldn't help but feel his heart flutter again.
Their bodies were pressed tightly together, and Xia Wenyi immediately noticed the change in Yan Feiyun's body. She looked up
at Yan Feiyun, her face flushed, and whispered, "Brother Yan, are you thinking of something naughty...?"
Yan Feiyun continued running, but his face couldn't help but blush.
Xia Wenyi's eyes flickered, knowing that Yan Feiyun was also aroused. She began to writhe her body, rubbing
against the spot where their bodies touched. Soon, she felt the heat between Yan Feiyun's legs intensify.
Yan Feiyun, with his profound inner strength, remained unfazed even against the strongest opponent, but now his breathing became rapid.
Xia Wenyi giggled, slipping her jade-like hand into Yan Feiyun's crotch, grasping his erection, and
gently caressing it. Even with his superior lightness skill, Yan Feiyun paused for a moment after this stimulation,
only regaining his normal pace after suppressing his surging emotions.
Xia Wenyi's hand quickened, and her lower abdomen rubbed incessantly against Yan Feiyun's lower body, causing even the usually
composed Yan Feiyun to break out in a few beads of sweat on his forehead. Xia Wenyi sensed from the size of the dragon in her hand that
the time was ripe. While caressing the dragon with one hand,
she quickly untied the bonds binding her lower body with the other. Without fear, she pulled the dragon out, letting its head breathe fresh air, while simultaneously pressing her already naked
lower body against it. Their lower bodies made contact without any pause during this rapid movement.
Suddenly, Yan Feiyun felt his lower body come into contact with a patch of hot, smooth skin.
After a series of frictions, the heat spread to his body, making his dragon feel as if it were on fire. Just as he was about to
lose control, the understanding Xia Wenyi had already placed the dragon into the area it should be in.
Yan Feiyun found himself suddenly inside a furnace, shivering from the heat. Strangely enough,
after the two incredibly hot parts came into contact, Yan Feiyun's burning sensation was actually relieved. Because
the two were still moving at high speed, even with Yan Feiyun's unparalleled lightness skill, he couldn't avoid some up-and-down jolting,
naturally causing friction at their point of contact. Of course, this slight friction wasn't enough to satisfy them, so
Xia Wenyi began to actively move her body, trying to submerge the dragon within her.
Waves of pleasure surged through Yan Feiyun's body; he roared and suddenly leaped over the Suzhou city
wall. With his sudden leap, the dragon completely merged with Xia Wenyi, and she let out a
series of soft cries.
After clearing the wall, Yan Feiyun plummeted downwards, causing Xia Wenyi's body to float slightly upwards,
almost separating them at their point of contact. Fortunately, in less than an instant, the force of the descent caused Xia Wenyi's body to sink, and the
almost separated parts were reconnected seamlessly.
Just before hitting the ground, Yan Feiyun gathered his energy, slowing his descent. His ascent
gave Xia Wenyi another shock; she felt her entire body filled, and she involuntarily let out some
earth-shattering cries.
Yan Feiyun pushed off again as soon as his feet touched the ground, and the two leaped up once more. Xia Wenyi clung tightly
to Yan Feiyun, as if wanting him to penetrate her even deeper. Although they were still properly dressed, their
most intimate parts were now oblivious to everything else, pleasing each other.
This time, Yan Feiyun leaped much higher than before. He spotted an old pine tree in the woods outside the city and
landed lightly on a branch. His internal strength was high; even though they were both standing on the branch, it only
swayed slightly. But with their movements, the branch swayed more and more violently.
Under Yan Feiyun's unrestrained thrusting, Xia Wenyi's face and body were soon drenched in fragrant sweat. Her legs
were also filled with nectar, making the dragon's frenzied thrusting no problem at all. Xia Wenyi continued
to moan softly, but it was impossible to understand what she was saying; only the joy in her cries was palpable.
Suddenly, Yan Feiyun stumbled and fell from the tree. Xia Wenyi gasped in fright
. At the last second, Yan Feiyun hooked his feet onto a branch. The two of them hung upside down on the branch,
continuing their ecstasy. Xia Wenyi, still reeling from the initial shock, was once again enveloped by a surge of intense pleasure, and her moans
quickly turned into soft gasps.
Yan Feiyun used his waist strength, swinging back and forth on the branch like a pendulum. Although Xia Wenyi
had once shared a passionate youth with the young head镖师 of Zhenchuan镖局, she had never experienced such passion. Sweat
and her own fluids increased, soaking her tight-fitting clothes and revealing her graceful figure
.
Faced with the breathtakingly beautiful woman before him, Yan Feiyun couldn't resist. He
pulled open Xia Wenyi's blouse, revealing her smooth breasts. As he thrust in and out, he buried his face in Xia Wenyi's breasts,
using his tongue to ravage them. Xia Wenyi was attacked from both sides, her body swaying in the air
, as was her heart. Slowly approaching ecstasy, she could only close her eyes and
moan softly, "Ah... Brother Yan... you're so naughty... ah..."
Hearing her half-joking, half-scolding cries, the fire in Yan Feiyun's heart burned even brighter. He
swayed faster and higher on the tree branch, finally releasing his legs, and the two flew through
the woods like birds, their bodies locked in a passionate embrace under the moonlight.
As they soared to their highest point, Xia Wenyi let out soft moans, her body beginning to convulse. At the same time , Yan Feiyun
felt a surge of heat enveloping his dragon. Since Xia Wenyi had reached the finish line, he didn't insist any longer, letting his
pent-up passion erupt all at once.
After their passion was released in mid-air, Yan Feiyun relaxed his body, allowing them to gradually descend.
Xia Wenyi, still dazed, didn't notice her surroundings; she felt
safe as long as she was with Yan Feiyun.
When they were still a few feet off the ground, Yan Feiyun performed a few somersaults in the air to slow his descent
, then stomped his feet on the ground. Because his dragon was still erect, this stomp delivered
the final blow to Xia Wenyi. This unexpected move struck her right in the heart, and she involuntarily cried out
, her whole body trembling. It seemed that double happiness was on the horizon.
Yan Feiyun also looked up at the sky, slowly recovering from the surreal feeling he had just experienced. Xia Wen
Yi hugged Yan Feiyun tightly, thinking sweetly, 'I wonder if this counts as having already overcome
the high wall in Brother Yun's heart...?'

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