The author of "The Legend of Sword and Fairy: Lin Yue Ru" is unknown.

The poem, consisting of four lines and twenty-eight characters, began circulating in Suzhou twenty years ago: " A hero of the Lin family in
Suzhou , the leader of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance,
Lin Tiannan, a man of unparalleled chivalry, wields the Seven Techniques of the Lin Family
Sword Qi, the Dragon-Slaying Technique ." Suzhou became famous because of the man described in the poem, Lin Tiannan, the lord of the Lin family fortress. His family's Seven Techniques of the Lin Family Sword Qi were renowned throughout the martial arts world, and within three years of his debut, he was invincible. He became the leader of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance at the young age of twenty. Thirteen years earlier, while invincible in the Central Plains, he met the senior disciple of the Shu Mountain Sect, the Sword Saint Dugu. The leader of the Southern Martial Arts Alliance couldn't resist challenging this number one swordsman! This was his first defeat. He then decided to seclude himself to cultivate, diligently practicing the Seven Techniques of the Sword Qi, and finally created a more powerful and fierce technique, the 'Dragon-Slaying Technique,' surpassing all his predecessors. Even the Sword Saint greatly admired his martial arts skills, and thus entrusted the entire martial arts world to Lin Tiannan. The mission of the Shu Mountain Sect was not to resolve human conflicts, but to maintain peace in the Three Realms. Before the appearance of the great hero Lin Tiannan, the Sword Saint Dugu was the number one martial artist in resolving all grudges in the martial world. Now, he could finally fulfill his own mission, transcending the mortal realm, flying like an immortal on his sword to the ends of the earth to slay demons and monsters. Lin Tiannan respected this senior who was both a teacher and a friend, and did not take the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance. "Cart puller!! Stop it!!!" A group of eighteen people dressed in tight-fitting clothes, wielding large swords, rode on fine steeds and surged forward. They were bandits! Each of them looked fierce and menacing, with crimson dragon heads embroidered on their cloaks, which startled the people in the carriage, but they quickly regained their composure. The old man pulling the cart was so frightened that his hands trembled, and he hurriedly stopped.
The target: a magnificent carriage with a coachman. Behind the light gauze curtain, three passengers could be vaguely seen—two adults and one child, no doubt about it. The leader said to his companions, "This carriage is quite impressive, but it doesn't have any servants, just an elderly coachman. Looks like this job is a sure thing! If it's a couple, and the wife is a beauty, I'll rape her on the spot and then kill her, and the younger one will be slaughtered. Otherwise, if it's a woman, I'll have child rape. Anyway, it's been a long time since I've had a little one properly suck my cock. Even if the woman isn't good, it doesn't matter. This wealthy family seems to have plenty of money. With some silver, I can still have my fill at the brothel later." Thinking of those slutty women, their large, creamy breasts melting in his mouth, their smooth, soft, and delicate skin rubbing against his body... their overflowing, sweet, and alluring vaginas were being wildly pounded by his huge cock, and he couldn't help but get an erection. This is the life of bandits. But is it really that easy? With only four people on a narrow road prone to bandit activity, would they really be completely unprepared? The reins are pulled, the horses are pulled back. The horses, under pressure, neigh wildly. This is merely to amplify their presence. The horses pulling the carriage are startled, jumping wildly and causing the carriage to shake violently. After all, horses are timid animals. Even warhorses on the battlefield must undergo rigorous training before entering the killing field. They haven't overcome their fear; it's just that their riders are more terrifying than war itself… “Daddy… Yue Ru is so scared!” the child inside the carriage cried out in fear. Judging from the voice, she was just a little girl. Young and unaccustomed to such scenes, she was naturally terrified by these terrifying uncles. But the bandits, hearing the little girl's cry, were almost driven to climax with pleasure. The little girl's voice was so beautiful, a clear, melodious voice like a nightingale's, making these men, who had no capital to rely on, feel a surge of desire! “Yue Ru, be good. As long as you stay in the carriage, no matter how many people come, I won’t let you or your mother get hurt,” the man in the carriage said, responding to his daughter Yue Ru. Yue Ru nodded, but remained huddled in her mother’s arms, looking pitiful. “Husband, just gently send them away. Consider it my request for you to accumulate some good fortune for the Lin family.” At this moment, the coachman, unable to bear the swaying of the carriage, lost his footing and fell to the ground. The master of the house was incredibly quick; he got out of the carriage and helped the coachman up, his speed so fast that no one could catch up with him. After the coachman was steady, he said, “Madam, I understand.” As the master of the house got out of the carriage, he lifted the curtain, and the bandits clearly saw the lady’s face. Like mother, like daughter. Every word the lady had just spoken struck the hearts of the bandits. Her voice was sweet and melodious, like the sweet song of a fairy descending to earth. More importantly, her voice sounded ethereal, possessing a captivating allure. If such a woman were to scream passionately in bed, her voice would surely be incredibly melodious! And this woman's face was an absolute beauty, with an oval face, and her eyes were crystal clear, darting about. A light pink hue graced her cheeks, and her cherry lips, slightly parted from the earlier strong wind, were alluring and suggestive. Every one of the bandits longed to thrust their penises into her small mouth! At this moment, the only obstacle was her husband. It was that man, a robust young man, with a handsome face and imposing presence, standing tall and proud. He seemed to be a trained martial artist... He drew his sword, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "May I ask which school of heroes you are?" The bandits, seeing that he was alone, hadn't unleashed any powerful sword energy or force, and although his landing was fast, it wasn't skillful, and there seemed to be little flow of true qi in his body—he looked like a disciple of a famous martial arts school who had only practiced flashy moves—immediately felt contempt. "Hahahaha!!!! What good does a dying man know these things?" "My wife and daughter have been frightened. You are all just after money. Can we resolve this peacefully?" Hearing this, the bandits knew their guess was correct, and they became even more aggressive... "Fine! If you can come up with five thousand taels of silver and give your wife to my boss as his hostage, so I can take her home and have my way with her, then I'll let you and your daughter go!" " Here's a ten-thousand-tael silver note. Can the extra five thousand taels be used to redeem my wife?" "What?!" Good heavens!? How many people in the world carry a ten-thousand-tael silver note? Nobody knows, but at this moment they all stared at this real ten-thousand-tael note… They were all shocked; they'd never seen a silver note worth more than a thousand taels… "(Hehe~~ What a steal! I didn't expect this guy to be so ridiculously rich. With this ten thousand taels, won't our Mad Demon Stronghold become the number one bandit stronghold?)" The other bandits exchanged glances. They all had a rough idea of what they'd get; three thousand taels would be a good deal. Who knew this would be three times more? Ten thousand taels was no small sum. The bandit leader winked, accepted the note, and signaled that they could pass. He then secretly signaled the others to prepare… "Thank you!!" The man personally pulled the cart, about to pass through the eighteen men… "Go see the King of Hell!!" " With the sight of a predator piqued, and thinking that the man might have a second ten-thousand-tael silver note on him, the bandit leader didn't hesitate and drew his sword to strike! He was determined to catch the man off guard!! They never intended to let this fat sheep go, nor did they intend to give up the stunning beauty."

Women, lives, and gold! This is the nature of thieves. A thief's nature is hard to tame, and a beast's nature is even harder to tame. No bandit ever thought about how to spend the ten thousand taels; they were thinking about more basic things: how to be the first to kiss the beautiful woman, how to have sex with her, and what positions or methods of humiliation to use.
Women, especially beautiful women, have always possessed a kind of magic, a magic that makes men willing to die!!
Unfortunately!
The moment the bandit leader revealed his murderous intent, the man drew his sword!
With a single slash, he unleashed three sword energies that seemed to leap from the ground, the first piercing the bandit leader's head. He fell dead without bleeding or being injured!
The sword energy then pierced the leader's clothes, swirling... A silver note slowly flew back to its owner's hand.
The sword energy killed without drawing a drop of blood, sliced paper without tearing or breaking it—what kind of astonishing martial art was this? Just this one move was enough to show that this person's swordsmanship and sword energy were already at a level of perfection, with incredibly profound skill.
Too terrifying!!
The remaining seventeen people had their tendons severed by the second and third sword energies, rendering them unable to wield swords for life, their martial arts crippled.
In an instant, no one dared to utter a sound.
They let the carriage, carrying the money and women they had thought were easily within their grasp, depart.
"Seven...Seven Techniques Sword Energy!?"
Only after the man had been gone for a long time did the bandits dare to speak.
"The Seven Techniques Sword Energy of the Lin Family Fortress Master of the Southern Martial World?" "Lin Tiannan is here..."
Seeing their leader's horrific wound with no blood flowing, the bandits who had survived the sword fight were all relieved to have their lives spared. And that terrifying sword energy just now was the third of the Seven Sword Techniques of the Lin family back then. So, what kind of martial art did the Sword Saint use?
How could he defeat Lin Tiannan, who used all seven swords at once?

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