Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 358 The third son of the Wei family (for subscription)

  Zhang Jingmian waved the Red Dust Knife in his hand expressionlessly,

  Several houses collapsed, and there were a few more exclamations.

   These are the only remaining members of the Liang family.

  Under Zhang Jing's perception and delusion-breaking eyes, in the entire Liang family, only the ancestor of the Liang family on the ground and the child holding the wooden box in his hand survived.

  The rest are all dead!

   Zhang Jing slowly fell from the void and came to the ancestor of the Liang family,

   smiled and said:

   "Look, I will do what I say, and I will never break my promise if I say to destroy your Liang family."

  The eyes of the ancestor of the Liang family were full of anger, and he was speechless for a while.

   "Plop."

  The small figure walked up to Zhang Jing and knelt down on his knees, raised the wooden box in his hand above his head, and said crisply:

   "The boy is not from the Liang family, please forgive me."

   "Then who are you?" Zhang Jing turned to him and asked.

   There was some interest. A boy who seemed to be no more than ten years old had the guts to talk to him.

  Even though the legs are still trembling, they are good enough.

  The boy swallowed a mouthful of saliva, forced himself to calm down and said:

   "The boy is a servant of the Liang family. He was bullied a lot in the Liang family. Fortunately, the senior took action today. The boy has nothing to repay him. Only the ancestral elixir is offered. I beg the senior to show mercy and take the boy in."

   After finishing speaking, the boy knelt on the ground and kowtowed continuously.

   "You kill this old thing on the ground, I'll think about it later," Zhang Jing said softly, pointing at the ancestor of the Liang family on the ground.

   "Yes, disciple obeys," the young man stepped onto the donkey and directly regarded himself as a disciple.

  A smile flashed in Zhang Jing's eyes, but he didn't stop it.

   Anyway, he didn't agree to accept him as an apprentice, he can call him whatever he wants.

  The boy stood up with a firm expression, and picked up the long knife scattered on the ground not far away.

   He clenched his hands tightly, and the fingers were a little white.

   His legs trembled slightly, as if he was going to die.

   Zhang Jing just watched, without stopping or urging.

   Soon, the boy came to the ancestor of the Liang family.

   "Ancestor please go on the road," the young man roared, as if to give himself strength.

  He had never seen the old man in front of him during these days in the Liang family.

  However, from the tone of the man in black, he can also understand who he is.

  One of the true leaders of Southwest China, the innate master, the legendary ancestor of the Liang family.

  These titles are his recognition of the ancestors of the Liang family.

   Not much, but enough.

  In the past, don't talk about such a big shot, even a random member of the Liang family can ridicule him.

  Sometimes he also wanted to escape from the Liang family, but when he thought of the hatred on his body, he endured it again.

  He wants to practice martial arts, become a warrior, and return to "Wei City" to seek revenge from the Wei family.

   Otherwise, all his hard work will be in vain, and the uncle Yi who escorted him out of Wei's house will also die in vain.

  He is Wei Zheng's younger brother, Wei Wuxian's third son, Wei Jin.

  After leaving Weicheng, he fled all the way. Under the pursuit of the Wei family, Wei Yi led him to Liangguo.

   They wanted to occupy the mountain as king, but they were not strong enough.

  Wei Yi was beheaded, and before he died, he managed to keep him alive.

  He fled all the way again, and finally fled to Liangdu City.

  By a coincidence, the people of the Liang family took him into the Liang family as servants,

   No, it is not considered a servant,

   He is a martial boy who accompanies the young master of the Liang family to practice martial arts.

   It has been nearly a year so far, although I can learn some martial arts.

  But there are no resources for him to practice, so that he has not even planted the seeds of true energy.

  Of course, not only him, but also other Liang family children.

  Premature practice is not good, they are still in the stage of physical fitness.

   Without Zhang Jing’s intervention, Wei Jin might really be able to break through the first-class realm and return to Weicheng for revenge in a few decades.

   This is the most stable way, but Wei Jin thinks it is still too slow.

   Just now he changed his mind, he wanted to worship this powerful man in black as his teacher and learn his martial arts.

  In Wei Jin's view, even the mighty ancestor of the Liang family was vulnerable under that man's majestic appearance.

   Then he must be extremely strong.

  The strong have been revered since ancient times.

  The ancestor of the Liang family stared closely at Wei Jin, and finally turned to Zhang Jing.

   Zhang Jing also looked at him calmly.

   Those who kill, people will always kill them.

  The ancestor of the Liang family claimed to be extraordinary, but Zhang Jing let him die at the hands of a young child.

   It can be regarded as the last time to humiliate him when he was dying.

   "Ah," Wei Jin roared, and with all his strength, he thrust the long knife in his hand into the chest of the ancestor of the Liang family.

   "Dang," the knife in Wei Jin's hand fell to the ground.

   This is the first time he has killed himself.

  When fleeing before, it was Wei Yi who did it.

  The ancestor of the Liang family opened his eyes and was panting slightly, but it was just that he was taking in more air and exhaling less.

  He is about to die here.

   "Senior," Wei Jin staggered to Zhang Jing.

   "Not enough, chop off his head," Zhang Jing whispered.

   Wei Jin's eyes widened, as if he didn't expect Zhang Jing to be so ruthless and ruthless.

   "Yes," Wei Jin stood up tremblingly.

   Picking up the knife on the ground, he walked towards the ancestor of the Liang family again.

   "Poof."

  The sound of the knife entering the body, Wei Jin roared and chopped off the head of the ancestor of the Liang family.

  Blood sprayed Lao Gao, several meters away.

   "Huh?" Zhang Jing raised his head slightly, looking not far away.

  Thousands of soldiers in armor poured out there.

  The Lord of the Liang Kingdom stood at the forefront, and saw that the huge Liang family had turned into ruins at this moment.

   Immediately, he couldn't stand up, the Liang family was his confidence.

   is his backer, everything to him.

   Without the support of the Liang family, how could he, a guy who has not even reached the first-class state, be the king of the country?

   But now the mountain has collapsed.

  He originally wanted to call the guards in the city to support him, but he didn't expect to come to die instead.

  Although there were thousands of guards around him, they couldn't make him feel warm in his heart.

  Although there are many people, they are just mobs.

   In front of the innate master, he was vulnerable.

   With a "plop", the Lord of Liang Guo knelt down on the ground.

  He is terrified now, how long has it been since he summoned the soldiers?

   At most, it will take more than a quarter of an hour.

  A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour,

  In a quarter of an hour, the huge Liang family became a purgatory.

  The old ancestor who used to be aloof has also had his head cut off at this moment, like a dead dog.

  He really has no fighting spirit.

   He could only pray that the man in black in front of him would let him live.

   "Senior, be kind," said the Lord of Liang, his body trembling.

  The soldiers behind him all knelt down when they saw the king, and naturally no one stood up, and all of them knelt down.

   "Are you from the Liang family?" Zhang Jing narrowed his eyes, as if asking nonsense.

   But, it is not.

  When seeing the Lord Liang, Zhang Jing suddenly had an idea.

   That is, does Liang Guoguo also have dragon spirit?

  In any case, Liang Guo is also a small country.

   It should be the fate of the country.

   "Xiao, Xiao Wang is a collateral descendant of the Liang family," the head of the Liang Kingdom trembled.

  This sentence is not true. After all, it is the seat of the lord of a country. It is impossible for the Liang family to let a collateral branch take charge.

   "Take all the things from your Liang Guozong Temple, the things that have been passed down for a long time, the better, if I am satisfied, I can let you live," Zhang Jing said calmly, standing with his hands behind his back.

   "Yes, senior needs it, and I will order someone to do it right away," the Lord Liang immediately agreed with a hint of joy.

  I'm afraid that Zhang Jing will go back on his word.

   "Come here, quickly enter the ancestral temple"

   Zhang Jing glanced at the crowd, and ignored the child next to him, turned around and walked in one direction.

  There is the treasure house of the Liang family, even during the massacre, Zhang Jing deliberately let it go.

  And in the back garden at the end, Zhang Jing felt a very strong aura in it.

   If there are no accidents, it should be regarded as a panacea.

   "Boom," Zhang Jing threw the tablet of the ancestors of the Liang family aside expressionlessly.

   reached out and picked up a sacrificial incense burner.

   But, unfortunately, the beads in his hand still didn't respond.

   Zhang Jing stopped in his tracks, thinking to himself that Liang Guo should have no national destiny.

   There is no dragon spirit in the ancestral temple.

  Thinking about it, I am relieved. If the dragon energy is really so good, Taoist Wusheng would not be able to go to Dongqi to plan the dragon energy.

  Relying on his strength, even if he can't sweep the Southwest, it is still no problem to destroy one or two small countries.

  The reason why he didn't do this is probably because he already knew that dragon energy seems to only exist in the four major countries.

   "Previous, senior," the Lord Liang Guo carefully watched Zhang Jing's movements.

   I was afraid that Zhang Jing would be dissatisfied, so he would kill him.

   "It's a pity, I'm not satisfied," Zhang Jing shook his head, stretched out his hand and grabbed the Lord of Liang Guo directly in his hand.

   "Ex, senior, uh, uh."

   Zhang Jing's gaze swept across the soldiers behind the Lord of Liang, and finally settled on a partial general with some official status.

   "What's your name?" Zhang Jing raised his chin.

   The general who was targeted by Zhang Jing immediately knelt down on the ground and said:

   "Back to the predecessors, the villain's surname is Li, and his name is self-contained."

   "Li Zicheng?" Zhang Jing raised his eyebrows, the name sounds familiar.

   "Do you want to be the head of the country?"

   Li Zicheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and glanced at the Lord Liang who was held by Zhang Jing, and understood in his heart.

   It's time to turn over, and then said loudly:

"think."

   Zhang Jing nodded and threw Liang Guoguo in front of him, and said softly:

   "Kill him, and you will be the king."

   Li Zicheng's eyes flashed fierceness, he gritted his teeth, picked up the knife, and stabbed the Lord of Liang in the chest.

   "Okay, you are the king now," Zhang Jing smiled.

   "Thank you, senior."

   Li Zicheng immediately knelt on the ground.

   "You're welcome, anyway, you will die soon too," Zhang Jing thought to himself.

  Since the Southern Jin Dynasty is the force behind these small countries, it will definitely not allow Li Zicheng to become the leader of the country.

  (end of this chapter)