Chapter 48

A beam of light flew down from the tree, heading straight for Liu Ruoyin.

The sudden attack left the two women momentarily stunned.

"Miss..."

Ning'er suddenly came to her senses and hurriedly reached out to push the young lady away.

The sword did not pierce Liu Ruoyin, but it injured Ning'er.

Ning'er's sleeve was slashed open, and blood gushed out, causing the little girl to cry out in pain. However, she was not afraid and stepped forward to grab the assassin's arm holding the sword.

"Miss, run quickly."

With that, Ning'er bit the assassin's wrist.

The assassin let out a cold snort, shook his hand to throw her off, and kicked her in the shoulder.

Ning'er, after all, was just a young girl with a frail body. After being hit, she could not get up.

The assassin, holding a sword as cold as ice, lunged at Liu Ruoyin.

Liu Ruoyin's face turned pale. Having never learned martial arts, she could only watch the sword coming toward her.

Suddenly, a stone flew over.

It hit the assassin's wrist.

The assassin's wrist bone broke, and the long sword fell to the ground. However, he did not stop and continued to lunge at Liu Ruoyin.

As the assassin drew closer, Liu Ruoyin trembled slightly. In that moment, she thought of her father, mother, Ning'er, and finally, the face of the young Taoist.

"Could it be that I really have a case of lovesickness, as Ning'er said?"

The assassin was now close.

She closed her eyes slightly.

Then she heard a low, dull sound.

A moment later, the expected pain did not come, and she did not lose consciousness. She was still alive, so she slowly opened her eyes.

Before her was a light-colored Taoist robe.

The robe was originally blue but had been washed to a light blue.

The figure was tall and straight, not particularly muscular but very reassuring.

Liu Ruoyin did not see his face, only his back, with his black hair slightly fluttering.

Just from his back, a sense of purity arose.

"Little Taoist?"

Liu Ruoyin looked surprised.

Qin Xianyu rubbed his shoulder, turned his head, and forced a smile, "Miss Liu."

Not far away, the assassin lay on the ground, his chest bone caved in.

Qin Xianyu had not learned the techniques of throwing weapons, so when the stone hit the assassin's wrist, it meant he was already very close.

Before the assassin could reach Miss Liu, Qin Xianyu had already stepped in front of her.

Qin Xianyu gathered his true qi in his shoulder and met the assassin head-on.

With his current strength and true qi cultivation, the moment they made contact, he sent the assassin flying several feet away, causing him to fall to the ground with his chest bone caved in. Qin Xianyu, however, only felt a slight pain in his shoulder, with no serious injury.

His body had become very flexible through his cultivation of true qi.

Picking up the fallen long sword, Qin Xianyu finally felt a bit more confident.

Although he had true qi and great strength, agility, and keen senses, he was not a martial artist and only knew the basic sword technique recorded in the Sword Dao Primer.

With the long sword in hand, he could perform that sword technique.

Thus, Qin Xianyu had the means to protect himself.

" Ning'er..." Miss Liu did not have time to thank Qin Xianyu and hurried to help Ning'er.

Ning'er's face was deathly pale, her brows furrowed, and her left arm hung limply.

Qin Xianyu squatted down and gently touched the wound, looking shocked.

Although the assassin's chest bone was broken by Qin Xianyu, his kick was extremely powerful, breaking Ning'er's shoulder bone and causing her flesh to bruise, making it difficult for her meridians to function.

"Timely treatment is needed, otherwise, her left arm might be crippled."

Qin Xianyu was surprised. The assassin must have been capable of moving his qi, which is why his kick was so powerful.

However, the assassin's martial arts skills were clearly still at the beginner level. After using his qi to kick and break Ning'er's shoulder bone, his qi dissipated and could not be reformed, making it difficult for him to move his qi again. That was why he was later hit by Qin Xianyu and his chest bone was broken.

Hearing that her left arm was in danger of being crippled, Liu Ruoyin immediately shed tears, evoking sympathy.

Ning'er, trying to hold back her tears, shook her head and said, "Little brat Taoist is scaring you, Miss, don't listen to him."

Liu Ruoyin looked at Qin Xianyu.

Although he had only treated patients twice, he was already known throughout Fengxing Mansion as a young and skilled doctor.

Everyone knew that this young man in Taoist robes possessed great medical skills.

Liu Ruoyin looked at him, hoping he could help.

Qin Xianyu sighed, "I will first seal her acupoints to disperse the blood stasis and ease her injuries, then take her back to my Taoist temple. The temple has needles and some herbs."

As he spoke, Qin Xianyu squatted down.

Suddenly, another breath of air entered his nose, the same slightly painful breath as before.

Killing intent!

He gripped the long sword and suddenly stood up.

A whistling sound was heard, and an arrow flew over.

The arrow was fast and swift, not a regular arrow but a crossbow bolt.

Crossbow bolts are extremely fast, almost invisible to the naked eye.

At this moment, if someone saw it, they would only see a streak of light breaking through the air, producing a sharp, piercing sound, but not the bolt itself.

Such a swift and powerful crossbow bolt was heading straight for Liu Ruoyin.

If it hit, not only Liu Ruoyin but also Ning'er in her arms would be pierced through, with no chance of survival.

When Qin Xianyu sensed the killing intent, the crossbow bolt was already in front of him, so fast that there was no time to react. He felt a chill, and his pupils contracted.

In that instant, the eyes of the pure young man suddenly tightened, as sharp and cold as a hawk's.

The swift crossbow bolt, in his eyes, seemed to slow down.

He raised his sword and swung it.

A crisp sound suddenly rang out.

The sword blade struck the arrow's tip.

The arrow fell to the ground, embedding itself in the soil for more than a foot.

"Retreat!"

As the voice fell, the leaves rustled, and two figures quickly disappeared.

Qin Xianyu had not learned any movement techniques and could not chase them. Besides, although he had true qi, he lacked martial arts skills and would likely be at a disadvantage in a real fight. Moreover, he was already drenched in sweat from blocking the arrow.

Crossbow bolts are almost invisible to the naked eye, how fast they are!

Although he could split the arrow with his sword, the front part of the arrow would still continue to fly, even with reduced power, it could still injure Liu Ruoyin.

Using the flat of the sword to knock it down was also a method, but the crossbow bolt was too fast. Although it appeared slow in Qin Xianyu's eyes, his own sword speed was not that fast. He had to use the edge of the sword to strike the arrow's tip to knock it down.

This scene, in the eyes of the other party, was like a miracle.

This little Taoist could split a swift crossbow bolt with one sword strike, directly hitting the sharp tip of the arrow, his skills were unfathomably deep.

Because of this, the other party did not dare to act again and immediately retreated.

"Who was that?"

Qin Xianyu drew a deep breath.

In the distance, a cold light shone. Qin Xianyu looked up and felt the wind blowing, causing pain on his face.

Another wave of killing intent came, even from over ten yards away.

A black figure turned back, holding a steel knife, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Again?"

Qin Xianyu pointed his sword forward and held his breath, saying nothing.

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