Planar martial arts myth

"what--"

A long and shrill howl suddenly sounded, and everyone on the street couldn't help but feel terrified, and cast their eyes to the source of the sound in unison.

I saw the long sword in Zhao Zhijing's hand falling to the ground with a clang, looking at Yin Zhiping with a face full of panic, while stepping back while shaking his hands in front of his chest: "Junior Brother Yin, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it..."

Yin Zhiping had already lost his long sword, and tightly covered his lower body with both hands, with blood dripping from his fingers, his eyes fixed on Zhao Zhijing who kept retreating, his eyes were full of disbelief: "You, you, you..." Before he finished speaking, he couldn't bear the severe pain and fell limp. His body twitched continuously, and blood flowed to the ground with his twitches, which was shocking.

Ling Muyun looked at Zhao Zhijing with a "shocked" face, shivered twice as if he was frozen, pointed at Zhao Zhijing and said in a trembling voice: "You... so cruel, you are so cruel to your fellow apprentices! What are you doing? To ruin his life!"

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault... I'm going to kill you!" When Zhao Zhijing saw Ling Muyun, he seemed to have found someone to vent his anger on. He roared like crazy, picked up the long sword on the ground and pointed at Ling Muyun. Ling Muyun stabbed fiercely.

"It's none of my business, I didn't stab that sword, so many people present witnessed it with their own eyes, you don't want to frame me!" Ling Muyun dodged to avoid Zhao Zhijing's long sword, and shouted sharply.

"It was you who caused it. If it wasn't for you and my junior brother, how could he have been injured!" Zhao Zhijing was completely confused at this time, roaring and rushed towards Ling Muyun again. The already confused Zhao Zhijing obviously forgot how powerful Ling Muyun is. He only thought of beheading Ling Muyun, the culprit who caused him to accidentally injure his junior brother. It seemed that only in this way could he weaken some of the guilt and panic in his heart.

With Zhao Zhijing's current state, it would be easy for Ling Muyun to kill him, but he was not prepared to do so.If he just wanted to kill Zhao Zhijing, he could have defeated Yin Zhiping first, and then killed him again, so why bother?

The reason why he designed so painstakingly is to make these two scum of the Quanzhen Sect go hostile and kill each other more than ten years earlier. , unable to draw his hand to trouble him.If he kills Zhao Zhijing right now, it will only make the Quanzhen sect feel the same hatred against him and retaliate with all their strength. Being forced to flee to the end of the world, how can he find time to do the tasks assigned to him by the system?

At that moment, Ling Muyun turned around and came behind Zhao Zhijing, with a flip of his wrist, the blade of the long sword was raised and slapped out flat, with a sound of "pa", it accurately hit Zhao Zhijing on the back of the head.Although it wasn't facing each other with the sword's edge, the strength of the long sword poured with internal force was no small matter. Zhao Zhijing's head bulged instantly, and he immediately rolled his eyes and fell to the ground fainted after being hit so hard.

Zhao Zhijing was stunned by a sword blow, and then glanced at Yin Zhiping who was twitching on the ground, Ling Muyun only felt a surge of relief in his chest, and finally let out a mouthful of anger that had been suppressed for more than ten years since his previous life.

After dealing with Zhao Zhijing, Ling Muyun glanced around, and when the onlookers saw his gaze, they all backed away in panic, as if he was some wild beast.

It's not because of how vicious Ling Muyun looks, but because what he did frightened them.In the Zhongnan Mountains, the Quanzhen Sect is a dominant existence. It is not that people from the Jianghu had conflicts with Quanzhen disciples in the past, but most of the time, these people from the Jianghu were either captured or expelled. Now However, Ling Muyun defeated two Quanzhen disciples with outstanding martial arts by himself with a single sword at the age of the weak crown. It is no wonder that these people who have always regarded Quanzhen Sect as their guardian gods were panicked and frightened.

Ling Muyun glanced around, and saw that the tavern keeper was watching the excitement at the entrance of the tavern, and immediately took out a small ingot of gold from his bosom, and with a wave of his hand, a golden light fell into the tavern keeper's hand precisely. .

Looking at the shopkeeper with a look of astonishment, Ling Muyun said loudly: "This ingot of gold is for your food and compensation for your losses. If you have any excess, you can find a doctor to treat this Taoist priest." He pointed his hand at Yin Zhiping who was twitching and moaning on the ground.

"Yes, yes, the villain must follow the orders of the young hero." The shopkeeper was slightly taken aback, and then nodded in agreement.

At this time, the purchasing power of gold was still quite strong. This small ingot of gold was enough for him to earn half a year's income from opening a tavern. After deducting the loss of meals and the cost of visiting a doctor, he could at least save half of it. Naturally, he happily agreed.

Yin Zhiping, who was lying limp on the ground, suddenly raised his head after hearing Ling Muyun's words, and asked with pain, "Why?"

Although Yin Zhiping didn't say this clearly enough, everyone present knew the meaning of why. Since he was injured, why did he spend money to find a doctor to save him?

Ling Muyun walked up to Yin Zhiping, looked at his face distorted by pain and said indifferently: "I have no grievances or enmities with you Quanzhen Sect, but I don't like your behavior and want to teach you a lesson." It's just you, who would have thought that you two would kill each other? Hey, I'm the one who pities you..."

Of course, this was not Ling Muyun's sincere words. In fact, the reason why he made provocative words was to take the opportunity to castrate Yin Zhiping, so that he would not have evil intentions towards Xiao Longnu in the future, and at the same time express the evil spirit that had been smoldering in his chest for a long time.It's just that although I thought so in my heart, I couldn't say it that way. Acting has to be a complete set. Since I made up my mind to pour dirty water on Zhao Zhijing, I naturally had to pretend to be decent.

Yin Zhiping believed Ling Muyun's words in his heart. Indeed, Ling Muyun had never met him before and had no grievances or enmities. Even if there was a conflict due to a little verbal contradiction, it would not be to the extent of harming his body or killing him.But judging from the facts, Ling Muyun did not tell lies, and there is no need to tell lies. With the current situation, if Ling Muyun wanted to, he could easily kill the two of them with a single sword raise, and he was simply trying to lie to them. .Besides, Ling Muyun only fainted to Zhao Zhijing, how could he have any intention of harming him?

How did he know that although he met Ling Muyun for the first time, Ling Muyun has hated him for two whole lives, and the resentment in it is beyond his ability to know and understand.

Thinking he figured out the whole story, Yin Zhiping couldn't help feeling deep resentment towards Zhao Zhijing.After being hurt, people will inevitably lose their psychological balance. Yin Zhiping is no exception, and under Ling Muyun's intentional guidance, his resentment can easily be transferred to Zhao Zhijing.

If Zhao Zhijing hadn't insisted on inviting him out for a drink, how could such a thing have happened since he was still staying in Chongyang Palace at this moment?

If Zhao Zhijing hadn't taken the lead, how could they meet Ling Muyun?

If Zhao Zhijing had come down to fight side by side with him instead of waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack, or if he could have withdrawn his sword in time, why would he have suffered such a serious injury?

Now he, the culprit of the trouble, just fainted, but he, who was passively involved in the disturbance, has to endure this unbearable pain and humiliation, how unfair it is!

All of this is Zhao Zhijing's fault, it should be Zhao Zhijing who should have suffered this!

Or did Zhao Zhijing do it on purpose?If it wasn't so, how could his sword be so accurate, and it stabbed at that place impartially...

"Zhao-Zhi-Jing!"

Yin Zhiping's voice was full of resentment and hatred, like a she-wolf whose cubs were hunted down...

"Yin Zhiping, don't blame me, I'm doing this for your own good. I want you to recognize Zhao Zhijing's true colors as soon as possible, and act first, so as not to be tricked by him like in the original book, not to mention ruined and even killed. What happened to Huang Quan. Speaking of which, I saved your life..."

Seeing the success of the scheme, Ling Muyun smiled to himself, then sheathed his sword and walked towards the back road, but he had already made up his mind to leave Zhongnan Mountain.Now that the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect have been hurt, staying here any longer is asking for trouble.The reason why he chose to go back to the thatched cottage was not only to take the luggage, but also to lead the horse. The horse he rode was still kept in the thatched cottage when he came. It is impossible to travel without a foot for walking.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the town, he saw a few Quanzhen Taoist priests with their buns and swords walking towards the town, led by a middle-aged man dressed as a commoner.The man who led the way saw Ling Muyun at a glance, and immediately pointed his finger and shouted: "Everyone, this is the boy!"

"Boy, stop for me!"

"Want to run away after messing around? No way, leave it to us!"

Those Quanzhen Taoist priests immediately pulled out their swords and surrounded Ling Muyun together.Seeing this scene, Ling Muyun didn't understand that someone had sent a letter to the disciples of the Quanzhen sect, and he didn't hesitate at the moment, the long sword came out of its sheath with a "choke", and the sword body trembled and immediately separated several sword lights The person stabbed, only to hear a dense sound of "ding ding ding" as if a bell was being knocked, and the long swords in the hands of several Quanzhen disciples were thrown out almost at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Muyun's figure moved towards them, and before they could recover from the shock of losing the sword, the long sword whipped out like a whip, with a few "slaps", several Quanzhen Taoist priests counted Was beaten to the ground unconscious.

"what!"

The middle-aged man who was leading the way let out a cry of surprise, turned around and ran away.Ling Muyun rushed to catch up with him, knocking him out with a sword in the same way, lest he report the letter again and attract people.

After getting rid of these people, Ling Muyun didn't know if there were Quanzhen sect people behind them, so he didn't dare to neglect, and immediately used his lightness kung fu with all his strength to rush towards the thatched cottage.Now this Zhongnan Mountain has become a place of right and wrong for him, it is better to leave as soon as possible.