Su Jinxiu naturally could not let Ao Haiping kill Zhan Zhongxiao.
He was taking the blame for Liu Nanfeng today, and moreover, he was Liu Nanfeng's friend.
So when Ao Haiping swung his blade down, Su Jinxiu directly drew her sword and moved forward.
Blocking Ao Haiping's attack for Zhan Zhongxiao.
Although Su Jinxiu's Twin Bone Swords managed to block Ao Haiping's strike, she was pushed back a small step, and the twin swords vibrated with a humming sound, as if expelling the force.
Ao Haiping also looked at Su Jinxiu with some surprise.
He had known about Su Jinxiu for a long time and knew she had obtained ancient inheritances, but for dragon race, a long-lived species, inheritances were never lacking.
No matter how good an inheritance was, it depended on the person.
Su Jinxiu only had a hundred years of cultivation, yet she was so powerful, not solely due to the inheritance, but also because of her exceptional talent.
However, Ao Haiping did not press his advantage. Instead, he calmly looked at Liu Nanfeng standing at the entrance of the cafe and said, "Feng Zhirun, you won't hide behind a woman and let her protect you, will you?"
"You've mistaken me again. My name is Liu Nanfeng, not Feng Zhirun," Liu Nanfeng said with a smile.
At this moment, within the Yangtze River, Zhu Yin'e emerged from the water, watching this scene from afar with a complex expression.
Besides her, countless other powerful individuals in Jiangcheng were also paying attention to this event, naturally including Han Xiangning.
She stood before the large floor-to-ceiling window of her office, taking in everything happening by the river.
This was the most tumultuous and grand display in decades, and it would be surprising if it didn't attract their attention.
Ao Haiping said nothing upon hearing Liu Nanfeng's words, but instead looked at the Su sisters beside him.
Then, with a smile, he said, "Even after reincarnation, you are still so charming."
"Hey, you can't just say things like that," Liu Nanfeng urged anxiously.
"Isn't that true?"
Ao Haiping said this, but suddenly attacked with lightning speed.
Crucially, Su Jinxiu stood by and watched, appearing indifferent to the unfolding events.
It was Su Huamei who anxiously shouted "Husband" and sent her satin flying, not towards Liu Nanfeng, but towards Ao Haiping.
This tactic of diverting attention by attacking the surrounding area was executed well, but it was too slow.
A powerful and overbearing blade intent descended upon Liu Nanfeng.
"Alas, why must this be?"
Liu Nanfeng slightly shifted his body to dodge it.
However, these words were not directed at Ao Haiping, but at Su Jinxiu, who stood behind him.
She had appeared behind Liu Nanfeng at some point. Seeing the blade energy coming, she raised her twin swords to block, unable to let the blade energy strike the building behind them, for the cafe would be destroyed.
Hearing Liu Nanfeng's words, she smiled faintly and did not reply.
Liu Nanfeng glanced at Zhu Yin'e in the river, then took out the short sword she had gifted him.
"Hahaha... you finally admit you are Feng Zhirun?" Ao Haiping burst into laughter.
At this moment, Su Huamei also withdrew her hand, and Zhan Zhongxiao had recovered somewhat, climbing out of the large crater that had been blasted.
"I am myself," Liu Nanfeng said.
Then, holding his sword, he slowly stepped forward.
Ao Haiping was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile, "Yes, you are yourself, and therefore, today, you and I must fight."
With that, he raised his arm and swung his blade. Behind him, a giant dragon appeared, its body roaming through the air, igniting with flames, transforming into a colossal fire dragon.
"Showy."
Liu Nanfeng raised the sword in his hand. The world around them suddenly lost its color, as if all hues had been erased, leaving only black and white.
"Huh?"
Su Jinxiu, who had been standing by idly, showed a look of surprise, as this move was too similar to her previous "The World is White."
The sword technique she used was not her own creation; its origin was quite complex and mystical. At the time, she thought it was a stroke of luck, but now it seemed it was not so simple.
The world seemed to transform into an ink painting, with Liu Nanfeng as the artist wielding the brush.
The sword in his hand was his brush. With a gentle stroke of his sword, he pointed.
The blade intent filling the sky dissipated, and Ao Haiping's long saber was directly snapped into two pieces and fell to the ground.
Then, he sheathed his sword, and the colors of the world instantly returned.
Ao Haiping finally reacted. He looked down at his broken saber on the ground, his face becoming extremely complex, filled with fear, disbelief, and a hint of inevitability.
The surrounding people had various expressions.
Zhu Yin'e, with a complex expression, retreated into the river.
Su Huamei and Zhan Dundun looked astonished, their faces filled with disbelief.
Only Su Jinxiu showed a look of "as expected."
Of course, compared to them, those watching from afar were even more surprised.
"Liu Nanfeng is this strong?"
They did not feel the direct impact like those by the river. They only saw Liu Nanfeng deliver an ordinary sword strike from a distance, while Ao Haiping stood stunned, showing no reaction.
But they knew that Ao Haiping wouldn't be stunned for no reason; there must have been some cause for his inability to react in time.
An Bohou, who had been observing the battle, frowned even deeper.
He then said to Wei Xiaoming beside him, "It seems our work is still insufficient. Jiangcheng has produced such a powerful person and a demon, and we knew nothing about it."
Wei Xiaoming pursed his lips and remained silent. He also felt that his work was not done well, especially regarding Liu Nanfeng. They had met him several times before, yet they hadn't realized he was so formidable.
This was indeed their dereliction of duty.
At this moment, by the river, Ao Haiping had recovered his senses. He looked up at Liu Nanfeng, who stood smiling at him.
He murmured, "Even after reincarnation, I am no match for you?"
With that, he threw the broken half of his saber to the ground. The broken saber plunged directly into the river embankment, leaving only a hole of unknown depth.
Then, he leaped up, transforming into a gust of wind, and vanished from everyone's sight.
Seeing Ao Haiping leave, Su Huamei jumped in front of Liu Nanfeng with a look of joy.
"Wow, Nanfeng, you're this powerful? Why..."
Before she could finish speaking, Liu Nanfeng's body began to fall backward.
He was caught by Su Jinxiu, falling directly into her embrace.
Then, Liu Nanfeng's body began to shrivel at a visible rate.
It was as if his vital energy was being drained, a horrifying sight.
"Nanfeng, what's wrong?" Su Huamei anxiously squatted down, reaching out to touch Liu Nanfeng.
But Su Jinxiu, holding Liu Nanfeng, vanished like a gust of wind.
"Huh?"
"We'll talk about it when we get home."
Su Jinxiu's anxious and guilty voice was heard from within the wind.
Su Huamei came to her senses upon hearing this and turned to Zhan Zhongxiao, who was standing dumbfounded, saying, "I'm sorry, I couldn't host you properly today. I have to leave now."
Her tone was filled with anxiety and worry. Without waiting for Zhan Zhongxiao to reply, she too transformed into a gust of wind and disappeared without a trace.
Zhan Zhongxiao stared blankly at the spot where they had vanished.
He then looked down at the ravaged river embankment.
Next, he noticed that his clothes were tattered, and his chest ached faintly, his whole body feeling weak and powerless.
Yet, no one cared for him. He stood alone, feeling the "cold" river wind.
"Damn it, this is..."
Zhan Zhongxiao couldn't help but curse.
Just then, someone nearby asked with concern, "Are you alright?"
Zhan Zhongxiao looked back and saw the robust figure of Zhang Xinwu appearing before him.
Should he be happy, or unhappy?
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