Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 50 Xiaoxiang Night Rain
There are no birds in the rivers and lakes, but the sound of breaking bamboos can be heard on a moonlit night!
Click!

The sound of the bamboo breaking made Zhao Rong's scalp numb, and the man in black who charged towards Zhao Rong with his sword felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave!

He stabbed Zhao Rong's heart with his sword. He didn't stop, but there was only panic and fear in his eyes.

The erratic and fierce murderous intent enveloped him, making it airtight.

Master! Absolute master!

"who is it!"

The five people behind were shocked and stared in the direction of Zhu Duan. A black shadow in the darkness met their eyes.

It's like a sudden moment!
The long flood jumps into the waves, and the light boat goes south like a shuttle.

fast!
The sound of the sword sounded, and Zhao Rong saw a figure flash past. The moonlight was projected on the thin sword that could not be seen clearly. The sword light flickered seven or eight times in succession, and the black-clothed figure who was approaching Zhao Rong was People surrounded him.

In just a short moment, the person coming had already fired seven or eight swords!
Zhao Rong was greatly frightened. He felt that the sword was moving strangely, and the shadows of the sword were moving in a row, which was so dazzling that it was impossible to see clearly the power of the sword.

In my ears, I could only hear the sounds of "咒" and "唵", like cracking silk and splitting hemp, mixed with the clanging sound of metal and stone.

It was the sound of a sword, but it was quickly extinguished by a whimpering sound coming from a gust of autumn wind.

in a blink.

The man in black who rushed towards Zhao Rong was motionless and stiff.

"Tick.."

"Tick!"

The sound of blood dripping was like a heavy hammer hitting the five people behind.

"Boom~!"

The body of the man in black fell down. The five people seemed to have been splashed with a basin of ice water in the middle of winter. Their bodies couldn't help but tremble. Their Adam's apple rolled and formed a circle as they slowly retreated back. They hit each other. Make a gesture and be prepared to scatter and escape in all directions.

This person is an enemy, not a friend.

Just waiting for him to take action again, they decided to run out of the bamboo forest.

"What a fast swordsmanship!"

"Who is your Excellency?"

"May I ask which senior Hengshan is here!"

Shi Xianying and Ma Yuyang spoke one after another. As long as the other party answered, they would be able to find their location in the bamboo forest.

They guessed that a master from the Hengshan sect had come forward, but they didn't know which one it was.

The next second, the expressions of the five men in black suddenly changed.

The wind blew loudly, the bamboo sea surged like waves, and among the rustling bamboo leaves, the faint sound of the huqin sounded from nowhere.

The sound of the piano was desolate, like sighing and crying, as if a scene of desolate late autumn appeared in front of people's eyes. The sound of the piano trembled with the sound of broken strings, and it was like a drop of light rain falling on the withered yellow leaves.

"Ah~!"

"Mo Da! It's actually Mo Da!"

"Mr. Xiaoxiang Yeyu Mo Da!"

"Misunderstanding! No offense intended!"

The men in black were all frightened and retreated faster, but Zhao Rong was surprised and happy!
He recalled his initial expectations in Hengyang City.

The ten acres of desolate ponds are filled with green duckweeds, but the south wind does not see the growth of wildflowers. There are banana leaves leaning against the window, not missing the sound of rain in Xiaoxiang night.

That old man, Mr. Mo Da!

At this time, the sad sound of the huqin sounded so sweet to Zhao Rong's ears.

As soon as the sound of the harp stopped, those people thought that Mo Da was going to take action again.

Who in the world doesn't know that Mr. Mo Da's thirteen moves of ever-changing clouds and mist are astonishing. At this time, the bamboo sea night is simply a huge natural battlefield. Fighting him here is no different from seeking death.

The five people were so frightened that they couldn't muster the courage to fight.

He shouted "offended" and ran away in confusion.

At this time, he didn't even look back, and didn't care about his fellow disciples who were injured. He just wanted to run faster than his fellow disciples.

A silver-haired old man in a green cloth gown walked up to Zhao Rong from the darkness.

"Thank you, senior, for saving your life!"

Although I was sure I could escape, I was afraid I would have to pay a huge price, so I was right to call for help.

"Hahaha, good boy."

What Zhao Rong didn't expect was that Mr. Mo Da laughed out loud without grace. He was not a powerful and indifferent master.

This old man had absolutely no ill intentions, otherwise he would not have come to the rescue.

Zhao Rong didn't understand why he was laughing, so he could only laugh dryly a few times to cooperate. But he was injured internally, and he started coughing non-stop when he laughed.

Zhao Rong hurriedly sat down and adjusted his breathing.

Mo Da kicked away the body of the man in black and sat casually in front of Zhao Rong.

Under the moonlight, Zhao Rong saw that his face was thin and slovenly, his green cloth gown had long been worn out, and his hair was flying in the wind. He also carries an ancient huqin with him. If he hadn't paid attention, who would have guessed that this was the strongest person in Hengshan.

This kind of hiding is quite cruel to the enemy.

Because the old man's sword moves match his character very well.

Once it takes action, it can kill people suddenly.

"Why did senior let them go?"

Mo Da did not reply, but asked: "Do you know who they are?"

Zhao Rong had already made a close guess.

"The man with the thick sword just now should have used the Songshan sword technique."

The old man's eyes were extremely lively. After hearing what he said, I couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

"Good boy, you are really smart. I have long seen that you are Hulian's weapon."

He praised, then laughed and scolded: "But children will always be children, and they like to cause trouble."

"You also know that they are disciples of Songshan, why do you ask me to kill them all?"

"There are thousands of disciples under the leadership of the leader of the Left Alliance in Songshan alone, and there are countless masters from the outside world who can obey orders. Do you think I can have much effect by killing these disciples?"

"Let these few go, and the Songshan sect will not be at odds with each other. If I kill them, their master will soon find the leader of the Zuo Alliance. The brothers of the Songshan sect will come to Hengyang as guests in the near future. At that time, I think To protect you, I can only hide you."

"There is a cave on Tianzhu Peak. Are you willing to be a savage in it?"

"Hahaha"

"This Five Mountains Sword Sect and this world of martial arts are not as simple as you think. Good boy, you still need to learn more."

Mo Da's eyes glowed with wisdom, and he looked at him with a smile.

"Senior, why do you call me 'good boy'? It seems like you have known me for a long time," Zhao Rong slightly raised his forehead. Although it was not rash for the old man to call him that, he still felt strange.

"You are only fifteen years old, but you are no longer just a child in front of me."

"As for what's 'good'?"

Mo Da nodded in appreciation, and the old voice echoed leisurely:

"I have been observing you for a long time. In addition to the inner strength and mental skills you have cultivated, I have mastered everything you did in Hengyang City. You are chivalrous and courageous, and you have a benevolent and brave heart. Doesn't this qualify as a "good" character?"

Zhao Rong was confused when he heard him mention the internal skills and mental methods. He was thinking about how to deal with it, so he responded by saying, "It's far from perfect as the senior said."

Mo Da is the best among people, and you can tell what he is worried about at a glance.

"Why bother about the internal energy? If I don't ask, no one from Hengshan Sect will ask you."

"After all, I am the leader of the Hengshan Sect."

"Who in the world doesn't have some secrets? Junior Brother Liu Zhengfeng often visited prostitutes when he was young, and I didn't tell anyone. Junior Brother Lu Lianrong had the intention of currying favor with the leader of the Left Alliance in his early years, and he thought that I didn't know about it."

Zhao Rong laughed dryly again and pretended not to hear.

But he had a profound understanding of the old gentleman's generosity.

"Senior, did you follow us all the way to Le'an?"

"Do not."

Mo Da shook his head, "You are moving too slowly. I followed the disciples of the Songshan Sect. They arrived a while before you. They also called the Green Forest people along the way, telling them not to attack you, so that Long Changxu could relax his vigilance."

"Long Changxu has lived in peace for too long, so he took a chance and thought that Junior Brother Liu's trademark has been working well. Unfortunately, he encountered a tough problem."

Zhao Rong suddenly realized.

No wonder the gangsters intercepted along the road were so talkative and didn't even accept money to show their respect.

It turned out that the Songshan sect had opened the way in advance, and it had nothing to do with the momentum of the Changrui Escort Bureau.

He is thinking.

Mr. Mo Da suddenly said something that Zhao Rong did not expect.

"I'm here just for you."

"Your apprenticeship with Junior Brother Liu Zhengfeng is simply a hidden secret. You deserve to be apprenticed to me."

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(End of this chapter)