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

"You... what are you?"

A bandit stammered to Jiang Ning, his knife trembling.

Jiang Ning glanced at them, and the next second he attacked them again.

Bang!

Jiang Ning kicked again, striking one of the bandits in the chest before he could react, sending him flying and crashing into three or four others. The man who was kicked had a large hole in his chest, while the others, though unharmed, felt as if their bodies were falling apart, some even vomiting up their broken organs.

Ok?

Jiang Ning frowned slightly.

He had reduced the force of his kick, but the damage it caused was greater than he had anticipated.

"Um……"

Jiang Ning pondered for a moment, then looked at these people.

There are still dozens of these bandits.

While it's good to become stronger, we still need to adapt to the situation to avoid making mistakes in judgment when a major battle actually occurs later.

For some reason, the bandits now felt that Jiang Ning's eyes were very frightening.

boom!

One of the bandits threw down his knife and ran away.

What kind of bullshit hero is this!

This is a deranged serial killer!

They are just ordinary people, completely incapable of fighting.

The bandit's escape seemed to trigger a chain reaction, with the remaining bandits also scattering and fleeing.

"Run!"

These bandits had no time to spare and fled for their lives.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning chased after them, grabbed one of their shoulders, and with a snap, the person let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Jiang Ning raised an eyebrow slightly.

The force was still a bit too much.

After quickly killing the man, Jiang Ning chased after the others, slashing one of them with his sword. The man was instantly cleaved in two as he ran, his intestines and internal organs spilling onto the ground.

"My goodness."

The other bandits were terrified at the sight and ran away as fast as they could, wishing they had two more legs.

At this moment, in order to survive, they used every ounce of strength they had.

However, it was all in vain.

"My wife, let's go quickly."

Seeing that the bandits had all fled, the man quickly helped his wife up.

The woman's clothes were tattered, her face still streaked with tears, and she looked terrified, clearly still recovering.

Upon hearing her husband's words, the woman suddenly came to her senses and nodded repeatedly. The two supported each other and prepared to leave, but the next second a figure suddenly stood in front of them.

The two instinctively thought the bandits had returned, but when they looked up, they found it was a young boy.

However, upon seeing the boy's appearance, the two were immediately terrified, and the man even knelt down with a thud.

"Please, please don't kill us."

The woman stared at the boy in horror.

"I am the great hero of Guanzhong. I have already dealt with those bandits. You are all safe now."

As the man kowtowed, Jiang Ning's voice rang out.

The man paused upon hearing this, and subconsciously looked up at Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning looked at them with a smile in his eyes.

"Get up, you don't need to kneel before me."

The man then realized that Jiang Ning was supposed to be the one who saved them.

"Thank you...thank you...thank you."

The man stood up shakily, but still stood in front of his wife to protect her.

"Where did you come from? How did you end up encountering these bandits?"

After seeing him get up, Jiang Ning began to ask questions.

"I am from Hanzhong, Shaanxi. My wife and I had just returned to her parents' home and were on our way back to Hanzhong when we encountered these bandits. Thanks to the great hero's intervention, otherwise my wife and I would have been in grave danger."

The man was still somewhat shaken and felt a lingering fear.

At this moment, he also realized what was happening and noticed the words "Great Hero of Guanzhong" that Jiang Ning had mentioned, and asked curiously.

"Is the great hero also from Shaanxi?"

"Ah."

Jiang Ning nodded.

Upon hearing this, the man's tense heart relaxed a little, and he was no longer so afraid and restrained.

"I have lived in Hanzhong for a long time and have never heard of your name, great hero. May I ask your honorable name? When I return, I will pray for you day and night to express my gratitude for saving my life."

Jiang Ning laughed upon hearing this.

"There's no need for offerings. I am Jiang Ning of the Huashan Sect, Jiang as in rivers and Ning as in peace."

"Jiangning?"

The man didn't think anything was wrong at first, but after hearing the names of Huashan Sect and Jiang Ning, he suddenly felt very familiar with them. The next second, he remembered them, stared at Jiang Ning with wide eyes, and stammered.

"You...you...you...you are King Ning?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning's smile froze.

"I am the Great Hero of Guanzhong."

Jiang Ning looked at him with a serious expression, thought for a moment, then took out the gold medal from his pocket and waved it in front of the man.

"Look, it's certified by the imperial court."

Chapter 321: Slander, all slander

"The Great Hero of Guanzhong..."

"Gold medal holder... Jiang Ning?"

The man stared blankly at the words on the gold medal, then at Jiang Ning's serious expression, and then at the corpses on the ground.

"Ok!"

Jiang Ning nodded vigorously.

"I see."

The man nodded, having no choice but to accept the situation.

Seeing that he had calmed down, Jiang Ning asked, "I noticed you had a strong reaction just now. Is the name 'King of Hell' really that famous?"

Upon hearing this, the man instinctively shrank back.

It's not just big, it's absolutely awe-inspiring.

Ning Yanwang's name was not only famous in the martial arts world, but also well-known to ordinary people like them.

The man said somewhat awkwardly, "I only heard about this."

"Oh."

Jiang Ning nodded and asked, "What have you heard? Tell me about it."

"This...this..."

Upon hearing this, the man instinctively shrank back, unsure of what to say.

But seeing the look on Jiang Ning's face that demanded an answer, he could only stammer out his reply.

“I heard them say that King Ning is extremely cruel, killing people like flies… He is violent… He is also fond of dismembering bodies, and no one who encounters him survives.”

As the man spoke, he looked at the severed limbs on the ground, his expression quite remarkable.

"This is slander!"

Jiang Ning sternly corrected him.

"This is a slander against me by heretics."

"My Huashan Sect is a righteous sect, and its disciples only act for the purpose of chivalry and justice. The words spoken by those people are slander against me."

Jiang Ning needs to correct his preconceived notions.

"I only kill those who deserve to die, such as these bandits who rob on the road and evil spirits who harm innocent people. As for dismemberment, that has never happened."

Listening to Jiang Ning's explanation, the man subconsciously glanced at the incomplete corpses around him, each one giving him nightmares night after night, and nodded.

"I see."

Seeing him like this, Jiang Ning knew he still hadn't received the letter. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head, and looked at a 'corpse' lying on the ground not far away.

Jiang Ning temporarily stopped the conversation and walked towards the 'corpse'.

At this moment, the bandit who was pretending to be dead suddenly heard footsteps approaching him, and his motionless body began to tremble.

He had originally intended to run away, but seeing how fiercely Jiang Ning was chasing him, he knew he couldn't escape that way, so he simply lay down on the ground and pretended to be dead.

He has a special skill: he can hold his breath very well and pretend to be really dead.

Jiang Ning had thought of running away after chasing the others for a while, but the man and his wife hadn't left yet. The bandit was afraid that the two of them would attract Jiang Ning back, so he planned to wait until they left before getting up and running away. Who would have thought that Jiang Ning would come back so quickly.