Comprehensive Martial Arts: Relying on Pili Martial Arts to Achieve Dimensionality Reduction Attack

Chapter 277 Backhand
Seeing everyone here, Xiao Yuer's eyes lit up.

"Everyone here? It seems that you were the ones who started the fire. You are really amazing!"

"Of course not. Don't you see who I am?"

Lu Ping walked forward with a smile and patted Xiao Yu'er on the shoulder proudly: "When you were acting with Master Yan and letting the villains go, it was the brothers who were busy behind the scenes to prevent the martial arts world from getting worse!"

"...I'm sorry, I was too willful this time." Xiao Yuer lowered his head in shame.

However, he quickly recovered his strength. Today was the day Yan Nantian woke up, and he should be happy.

Suddenly, Xiao Yuer noticed that there was someone missing: "Where's Su Ying?"

"I'm busy with surgery!"

Lu Ping nodded and looked inside the clinic.

Xiao Yu'er then realized that there were corpses all over the floor, and then realized that something was wrong. He quickly asked, "What happened here?"

Lu Ping replied calmly, "As you can see, this place was attacked. All the guards outside the clinic were killed. Wan Chunliu himself was also seriously injured and is in critical condition."

As he spoke, he pointed to the clinic and said, "Su Ying is operating on him now. Fortunately, there are enough medicinal materials here, so he has a chance of survival for the time being. But whether he can be saved in the end depends on Su Ying's ability."

"how so……"

Xiao Yu'er was full of surprise and asked anxiously, "Who did it?"

Lu Ping shook his head: "It's not clear yet."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yuer had already rushed into the clinic, but as soon as he took a step forward, Lu Ping grabbed his arm and pulled him back.

Xiao Yuer was almost knocked down by the tug, and turned around and asked, "Boss, why are you stopping me?"

"During the operation, no one else is allowed to enter to avoid secondary infection of the injured!"

Xiao Yuer didn't understand, but he knew it would be right to listen to Lu Ping.

Lu Ping withdrew his hand and secretly glanced at Yan Nantian. He saw that his eyes were clear and his emotions were stable. Apart from being a little weak, there was nothing abnormal about him.

No signs of madness...?
For a moment, my doubts became even greater.

While Su Ying was undergoing surgery, everyone waited quietly outside the clinic and dealt with the corpses in the yard to prevent the spread of the virus. Yan Nantian walked aside and continued to sit cross-legged, adjusting his breath.

About half an hour later, Su Ying finally pushed open the door and walked out.

"What's the situation?" Xiao Yuer stepped forward and asked immediately.

Su Ying replied with a tired look on her face: "I have tried my best."

Upon hearing this reply, Xiao Yuer's face turned pale instantly.

Thinking about how Wan Chunliu had taken care of her since she was a child, and now that he had been attacked and killed while she was powerless to do anything, she was suddenly overwhelmed with grief and knelt on the ground sobbing.

"Couldn't he be saved?"

Lu Ping stretched his head and looked into the house. With his hearing ability, he could hear a faint breathing sound.

"It doesn't sound like that. There is clearly a sound..."

Su Ying blinked her eyes and pretended to be cute: "I just said I tried my best, I didn't say 'I couldn't save him'."

Xiao Yuer's movements suddenly froze. He raised his head abruptly and stared at Su Ying.

Su Ying pretended not to see it and continued, "That person's life has been saved for the time being, but it's hard to say when he will wake up..."

Xiao Yu'er jumped up from the ground, cursing and shouting: "You woman, do you think it's fun to make such a joke? What good will it do you if I get mad at you to death..."

Su Ying immediately pretended to be scared and jumped behind Tie Xinlan like a weak woman to seek shelter. Then, when no one could see, she made a face at Xiao Yuer.

Xiao Yuer was so angry at her mischievous look that she stomped her feet, but she could do nothing about her. After all, Wan Chunliu's follow-up treatment still required the help of her, the only doctor present.

As it turned out, Su Ying's joke was not only funny, but also effective in making Xiao Yuer relax.

"Is there anything we can do to help?" Yan Nantian walked over and asked Su Ying.

Su Ying thought about it, shook her head and said, "Keep quiet for now and let him have a good rest."

……

On the other hand, after the Ten Evil Men and the people from the King of Hell and the Ghost Path left the Valley of Evil, they soon met again outside the valley.

Without Yan Nantian, the common enemy, the confrontation between the two sides became tense again.

"You dare to ambush us in the Valley of Evil. You... are called the King of Hell, right? You are quite arrogant, aren't you?"

Unlike the rugged mountain roads in the Valley of Evil, the environment outside the valley is a flat and wide field. Although it is more conducive to group battles, it also has fewer constraints on the use of fists and feet.

Having just experienced being surrounded by human wave tactics, the ten evil guys learned their lesson this time.

They set up an ambush in advance and were distributed at the prepared battle sites. Then they showed up when the people from the underworld passed by, and launched a counterattack to catch the turtle in the urn.

However, faced with the shouting of the ten evil men, none of the people in the underworld panicked.

"Do you want to continue the fight? Are you sure?" "You were no match for us before, and now you only have one person left, and you dare to counterattack? What's more, in this kind of terrain..."

"Stop talking!"

The villains shouted loudly, pointing at the three leaders, Murong Shengxue, Diao Yanbo, and Fang Zhimo, and started to curse: "You came to our door for no reason. Do you really think that we, the ten villains, are easy to bully?"

"I must teach you a lesson today, otherwise how can I survive in the martial arts world in the future?"

"Well said! Go ahead, brothers. I'll follow you guys!"

"No, no, no...you should go first, bro. I'll help you with the rearguard!"

The six or seven people seemed to have seventy or eighty minds. They shouted and yelled, but no one was willing to rush to the front. They all wanted to let other unlucky guys go and be stabbed first, and then they would act according to the situation.

Just as the two sides were confronting each other, a resounding voice came from outside the court, breaking the stalemate.

"Since none of you dare to go up, how about letting us, the Murong family, go up first?"

Everyone was stunned, then turned to look towards the direction where the sound came from.

In the light and windy place, I saw a man in luxurious clothes, with a cold expression and fierce eyes, holding an iron fan and walking slowly towards me.

Behind him followed several powerful swordsmen and a large group of sword guards in uniform.

"These people are... Tianjian Murong Mansion?!"

Everyone present was an experienced veteran with decades of experience, and they quickly recognized the leader's identity.

The current head of Tianjian Murong Mansion, 'Xiao Feng Shi Yu' Murong Ning!

It turned out that after Lu Ping and others arrived at Murong Villa and agreed to come to the Valley of Evil, Murong Jiu passed the news about Murong Shengxue back to Murong Mansion, which naturally included the information about the King of Hell's Ghost Path.

Upon receiving the news, Murong Ning was extremely saddened by his nephew's doing such a sinister thing. He immediately summoned the sword guards in the mansion and rushed to the Evil Valley overnight.

Seeing the unexpected visitor, the villains were all stunned on the spot: "Does the Heavenly Sword Murong Mansion also have a problem with the King of Hell and the Ghost Path?"

"Hehehe...it looks like we won this fierce battle!"

There are hundreds of assassins in Yanwang Guitu. The number of people brought by Murong Mansion this time is almost the same as that of the latter, but their quality is better and they have more high-end combat power. So they have a great chance of winning if a real fight breaks out.

The large army stopped several feet away, and Murong Ning walked forward alone, heading towards the direction of the King of Hell's Path.

The killers of Yanwang Guitu were uneasy and couldn't help but move back a little.

Murong Ning stopped and stared at the leader, then slowly said, "Shengxue, it's almost time for you to have enough fun. Come home with Uncle Ning!"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their eyes to Murong Shengxue.

The ten evil men then realized that the arrogant brat in front of them was actually the heir of the Murong family who had gone missing in the martial arts world several months ago.

Hearing Murong Ning's words, Murong Shengxue's eyes revealed obvious resentment: "Do you think that if you come here in person and send out the Three-Su Sword Master, I will follow you obediently, Uncle Ning?"

"Impossible! Even if I get beaten to death or die outside, I will never go back with you!"

Murong Ning lowered his eyelids upon hearing this, and the sword intent on his body escaped: "Shengxue, you seem to have made a mistake."

"Uncle Ning asked you to come home with me. This is a notification, not a discussion with you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Ning opened the iron fan in his hand.

In an instant, dozens of sword energies burst out from the iron fan one after another, attacking Murong Shengxue together!
But Murong Shengxue was not panicked at all. He did not move. The Jie Han sword behind him was unsheathed and fell into his hand after spinning several times in the air.

shhhhh--

Seeing the sword swung quickly, Murong Shengxue was like an exquisitely skilled embroiderer wielding an embroidery needle, deftly and quickly weaving several gorgeous sword flowers in the air.

After hearing dozens of "ding-ding-dang-dang" sounds, Murong Shengxue completely dissipated and removed the dozens of sword energies that were attacking him, and then sheathed the sword, showing his elegant and unrestrained manner.

"Well...it seems that after half a year of experience in the martial arts world, you have indeed made some progress."

Seeing that Murong Shengxue had made some progress, Murong Ning nodded with satisfaction and gave a pretty good evaluation, but this level of criticism did not satisfy Murong Shengxue.

"Does this surprise you? I still have many more moves that I haven't used yet..."

Just by seeing Murong Shengxue's move just now, Murong Ning judged how much his nephew had grown during this period of time.

Because the sword skills he used seemed to be a new path out of the original one, reaching a new height, but in fact, it was just what was left over from his brothers back then.

Moreover, there are too many fancy moves. When fighting with a master, they are completely useless, like a silver-plated spear head.

In other words, there were few sword masters among the people present and they could not understand the real situation, so they were fooled by Murong Shengxue's confident appearance.

"Okay, that's enough."

Murong Ning didn't even raise his eyelids.

"It's a good thing for young people to be ambitious, but they must also recognize the facts..."

(End of this chapter)