Chapter 473 (2): Washing a Sword in the Gourd (Teaser)

Chen Ping'an put away his Sword Nurturing Gourd and leaned back slightly, instantly sliding back and arriving beside that middle-aged swordsman in a flash. He raised a palm and placed it on the swordsman's face, giving a gentle push and causing him to crash to the ground more than thirty meters away. The swordsman collapsed in a heap and surprisingly lost his consciousness just like that.

Chen Ping'an then continued to glide backward, eventually landing between the convoy of carriages and the group of gallant cultivators. As he stood there, he was coincidentally blocking both the elite cavalry of the convoy as well as the gallant cultivators from the cultivation world.

Several arrows pierced through the air, viciously shooting toward the front row of gallant cultivators.

Chen Ping'an flicked his sleeve, causing the three arrows to travel at an unnatural angle as they rapidly descended and stabbed into the ground.

A young man stopped and pointed the tip of his sword at Chen Ping'an, his eyes bloodshot as he bellowed in anger, "Are you a dog of the Chu Clan?! Why are you stopping the Sword Water Villa from carrying out justice and killing these traitors?"

Chen Ping'an sighed and said, "You should turn around and leave. Also, don't pretend to be from the Sword Water Villa next time you try to kill someone."

An elder suddenly stepped forward and exclaimed loudly, "Chu Yueyi, as the adopted son of Steward Chu and as the unofficial disciple of Sword Saint Song, why do you refuse to stand with us to slay these enemies? Forget about it. We can sympathize with your ambition to reach the summit of the Sword Dao, so we won't ask you to fight side-by-side with us today. However, my brothers and I aren't afraid of death, so we simply ask you to move aside and allow us to fight!"

Chen Ping'an didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. This elder was quite witty, and sure enough, the second wave of arrows from the light cavalry all shot toward him when they heard that he was the Sword Water Villa's Chu Yueyi.

The burly man called Ma Lu took things one step further, not uttering a single word of nonsense as he grabbed his eye-catching ox horn bow and galloped forward on his horse. He sat up straight and drew his bow full, loosing an arrow specially made from fine steel at the back of that eyesore in azure.

The local mountain god fortunate enough to drink with a so-called sword immortal just then was sweating buckets inside his mountain god temple, feeling slightly regretful that he had channeled his innate ability to observe the surrounding mountains and waters.

He had experienced something similar back then, and the martial artist from the Middle...

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