The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun.

At this moment, a large, blood-soaked hole appeared in the center of his palm.

Chapter 300: I am never threatened.

Jiang Ning twirled his sword, flicking away the bloodstains.

"Senior brother!"

The other three bodyguards cried out in alarm, but they still didn't have time to react, because Jiang Ning had already attacked.

when!

Jiang Ning swung his sword and slashed straight down at one of the bodyguards, who was startled and raised his sword to block.

Jiang Ning flicked his wrist, and the two swords rubbed together violently, sparks flying everywhere.

call out!

Jiang Ning swept his sword across the ground, followed by a scream.

"what!!!!"

The bodyguard screamed as his sword flew out of his hand, colliding with the severed finger that had been thrown into the air.

When the other two bodyguards saw that another person was injured, they rushed over and attacked Jiang Ning from behind.

Jiang Ning glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, swung his sword, turned and slashed diagonally. At the same time, he kicked backward, sending the bodyguard whose finger had been cut off flying into the wall.

when!

Jiang Ning killed one man, and the remaining man stabbed at Jiang Ning's lower body.

Jiang Ning used one leg to propel himself up, flipping his body over from above and landing on the ground, right next to Zhong Zhen.

At this moment, Zhong Zhen was still screaming in agony. Just now, Jiang Ning had pierced his palm with his sword, and when he pulled the sword out, he spun it around, tearing his palm apart. This excruciating pain almost made him faint.

Zhong Zhen's hands were a bloody mess, and his face was as pale as a dead man.

call out!

Zhong Zhen was still wailing when a chilling howl sounded beside him.

Alarm bells rang in Zhong Zhen's mind. The sense of impending death made him roll over immediately. The next second, a sword grazed past his back.

Zhong Zhen rolled over and got up. Before he could even feel relieved to have survived, the wind was getting closer. Zhong Zhen endured the pain and fought Jiang Ning with his bare hands.

Jiang Ning's sword was so fast it was impossible to see. Zhong Zhen was known as the Nine-Bend Swordsman, and most of his skills were in swordsmanship. Now, without a weapon, he could only passively parry the attacks.

Seeing the tense situation in Zhongzhen, the other three bodyguards rushed over to help.

when!when!when!

The three rushed forward again and quickly engaged Jiang Ning in combat, hoping to relieve the pressure on Zhong Zhen and allow him to escape.

But Jiang Ning gave Zhong Zhen no chance to escape. Even with the help of three bodyguards to quell the fire, Zhong Zhen still couldn't escape Jiang Ning's attack range. As soon as Zhong Zhen retreated a little, Jiang Ning would immediately follow, like a shadow.

Zhong Zhen's face was deathly pale, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.

Jiang Ning was already stronger than him, and now he was at a disadvantage, his situation becoming increasingly dangerous. Although the other three bodyguards came to help him out, this situation only lasted for less than ten seconds.

"what!!"

Zhong Zhen let out another scream as Jiang Ning slashed his shoulder with his sword. Although Zhong Zhen dodged in time, his forearm was severed at the elbow.

Bang!

Jiang Ning kicked him in the chest, sending Zhong Zhen flying backwards.

Jiang Ning lightly touched the ground with his feet, and his figure quickly approached.

"Wow!"

Zhong Zhen rolled three or four times on the ground to stop his momentum. He struggled to get up with one hand on the ground. His other forearm was gone, and blood was flowing all over the ground from the severed area.

At this moment, Zhong Zhen was disheveled, in a sorry state, and his mouth was full of blood, making him look extremely pitiful.

Zhong Zhen, his face contorted with rage, tried to get up, but the next second a foot stepped on his back, pinning him to the ground. No matter how hard Zhong Zhen struggled, he couldn't break free.

Jiang Ning looked down at him, his face expressionless, and raised his sword to end Zhong Zhen's life.

"stop!"

"How dare you!"

The other three bodyguards cried out in alarm upon seeing this.

One of the bodyguards shouted loudly.

"If you dare to kill him, Alliance Leader Zuo will not let you off. My Songshan Sect will surely slaughter everyone in your Huashan Sect!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning turned around and glanced at him, a smile appearing on her face.

"is it?"

Jiang Ning sheathed his sword and released his foot from Zhong Zhen.

Seeing Jiang Ning's actions, the three bodyguards assumed that Jiang Ning still had some reservations and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

The bodyguard who had spoken earlier wanted to continue speaking.

next second.

Jiang Ning raised his leg and stomped down on Zhong Zhen's head.

boom!

The sound of a watermelon bursting open rang out.

Zhongzhen had become a headless corpse.

"Senior brother!!"

The three bodyguards cried out in anguish.

"Jiang Ning, you!"

The bodyguard who had threatened Jiang Ning glared angrily at him.

"I am never threatened by anyone."

Jiang Ning still wore the same smile as before, with a headless corpse and brains and blood splattered all over the ground beneath his feet.

The scene was extremely shocking to the three of them.

“You killed Senior Brother Zhong, and now the Songshan Sect and the Huashan Sect have become enemies. Leader Zuo will definitely not let you go.”

The bodyguard who had threatened Jiang Ning earlier glared at Jiang Ning, a hint of guilt in his expression.

Jiang Ning had only intended to kill Zhong Zhen with a single sword strike, but under his threat, Jiang Ning used an even more brutal method to crush Zhong Zhen's head with a single stomp, which made him feel guilty and uneasy about the death of Zhong Zhen.

Jiang Ning paid no attention to the man's claim that the Songshan Sect and the Huashan Sect had a feud, and the next second he drew his sword and attacked.

Killing one Zhong Zhen wasn't enough; he wanted all four of his bodyguards to die here.

The previous encounters and Jiang Ning's ruthless methods made the remaining three bodyguards realize that Jiang Ning was a ruthless character, so they dared not be careless and started fighting Jiang Ning again.

when!when!when!

The sound of slashing was as dense as rain. Jiang Ning fought with ease amidst the encirclement of the three. No matter how exquisitely the three used the Songshan sword technique, they could not hurt Jiang Ning even once.

"monster."

One of the bodyguards looked extremely grim.

The other two, wielding swords, quickly approached Jiang Ning from the left and right, launching an attack from both sides.

Jiang Ning glanced left and right, then raised his sword and slashed repeatedly.

With two sharp clangs, the two men were cut down and forced back.

Jiang Ning lunged forward, turned around, and swept his leg out, creating a strong gust of wind.

The two leaned back, dodging the high sweeping kick.

But that wasn't all. Jiang Ning leaped into the air, flipped over, and used the momentum of his turn to deliver a triple kick to one of them.

Seeing the attack was so fast, the bodyguard didn't have time to raise his sword to block. He put his left hand in front of his chest, and Jiang Ning kicked his arm three times.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Three muffled thuds were heard, followed by a cracking sound.

The powerful kick sent the man's arm slamming into his chest. The bodyguard felt a tightness in his chest and staggered backward, only managing to stop himself by plunging his sword into the ground.

"Junior Brother Zhao!"

The other two shouted when they saw this.

"puff!"

Blood rushed to his chest, and the bodyguard coughed up a mouthful of blood, his other arm hanging limply at his sides.

The sharp pain in his chest caused him to lose control and kneel on one knee, his hand touching the ground.

At this moment, the bodyguard known as Junior Brother Zhao looked up with difficulty at Jiang Ning not far away, his eyes filled with fear.

The burning pain in his chest rendered him speechless.

His internal energy was disrupted by the kick, causing him to lose his breath.

Jiang Ning's three kicks just now seemed ordinary, but they were anything but simple. When they hit him, the internal force rippled out of his body, making it impossible for him to gather his internal energy.

Careless.

The bodyguard looked pale, enduring the excruciating pain within his body.

One wrong move and the whole game is lost.

He thought Jiang Ning's three kicks were nothing serious. Jiang Ning had used his fists and feet when fighting them before, but they hadn't caused them much harm. He misjudged the power of those three kicks and tried to catch Jiang Ning's legs with his hands. Now he was reaping the consequences.

This Taibao was a seasoned expert with extensive combat experience, but he was taught a lesson by Jiang Ning.

The real killer move is always hidden in the most unexpected move.