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

"We let Han Tianpeng go during the day, and we don't know what to give Zuo Lengchan as a greeting gift. We might as well take your head."

Chapter 349: The Blank-Slate Killer

"who are you?"

Upon hearing Jiang Ning's words, the Whiteboard Demon was both shocked and furious.

What shocked him was how Jiang Ning knew his identity and his relationship with Zuo Lengchan; what angered him was Jiang Ning's subsequent words.

"Take my head?"

The Whiteboard Demon sneered repeatedly, his already ugly and terrifying face becoming even more chilling.

"You brat, you weren't even born when I was roaming the martial world for decades, yet you dare to talk about taking my life? I'll see what you'll do..."

Before the Whiteboard Demon could finish speaking, Jiang Ning charged forward, sword in one hand and baby in the other.

Jiang Ning swept his sword swiftly and rapidly, startling the Whiteboard Demon Star, who dodged backward.

call out!

A sword aura slashed horizontally above the Whiteboard Fiend. Before the Whiteboard Fiend could retaliate, Jiang Ning turned and kicked to the side with fluid movements. The Whiteboard Fiend crossed his arms in front of his chest and was immediately thrown backward, taking more than ten steps before regaining his balance.

"hiss."

The blank-board demon couldn't help but gasp, looking at Jiang Ning not far away with great apprehension.

He had sensed something was wrong from the beginning. This young man was able to catch up with him so quickly and snatch the baby from his hands in no time. He was clearly not someone to be trifled with. Now, after their first encounter, it was even more so.

"Who exactly are you?"

The blank-slate shrew looked at Jiang Ning with a grim expression, his eyes filled with surprise.

The opponent is so young, yet his martial arts skills are so high; he is definitely not an ordinary person.

Why would such a master come to such a small place as Guyang County?

The blank-board demon's questions received no response, only the incessant wailing of a baby.

Jiang Ning took a step forward and slashed repeatedly with his sword.

Sword energy scattered in all directions, and the Whiteboard Demon Star couldn't figure out Jiang Ning's strength for a while, so he kept avoiding the battle.

Jiang Ning's sword strikes were incredibly fast and cunning, beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, but the Whiteboard Fiend's movements were like those of a ghost.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Sword energy continuously separated and spread from the sword, blasting small craters into the ground.

Watching Jiang Ning unleash sword energy as if it were free, the Whiteboard Demon Star frowned deeply.

call out!

Jiang Ning advanced with his dagger, the tip pointing directly at the throat of the Whiteboard Demon.

This sword strike was extremely tricky and swift. The Whiteboard Demon Star panicked for a moment and quickly retreated.

Jiang Ning's sword missed its mark, so he quickened his pace and raised his sword to strike straight down.

The whiteboard demon dodged to the side, and Jiang Ning glanced at him, then twisted his wrist and slashed horizontally towards his waist and abdomen.

The Whiteboard Demon leaped away, dodging the sword with lightning speed, but Jiang Ning was even faster.

The moment the blank-board demon landed, a clanging sound rang out from above.

Suddenly, cold sweat poured down his back. The Whiteboard Demon's brows furrowed, and before he could look back, he lunged forward.

Bang!

The longsword pierced the ground with a dull thud.

The blank-board demon quickly rolled over on the ground and looked behind him, only to find Jiang Ning standing in the spot he had just been standing in.

"The Deadly Triple Immortal Swords?"

The blank-slate shrew stared at Jiang Ning, his eyebrows twitching wildly.

He recognized Jiang Ning's move as a unique technique from the Huashan Sword Sect.

"Are you from the Huashan Sword Sect?"

The blank-board devil frowned, his eyes fixed on Jiang Ning.

The question had barely left his mouth when the Whiteboard Demon suddenly remembered that Zuo Lengchan had told him that the Huashan Sword Qi Sect and the Huashan Sword Qi Sect had now merged.

The other party is from the Huashan Sect.

"You're the Jiang Ning who's been making headlines lately?"

Based on the opponent's age and swordsmanship, the Whiteboard Demon quickly recognized him.

Since he submitted to Zuo Lengchan more than a decade ago, he has not been active in the outside world and has not cared about the affairs of the martial arts world, but he still knows some important events in the martial arts world.

Jiang Ning didn't speak, but just gave a cold laugh and looked at the baby in his arms.

The baby, who had been crying incessantly, is now fast asleep.

"The younger generation these days is really impressive. To have such martial arts skills at such a young age is no small feat."

After recognizing Jiang Ning's identity, the Whiteboard Fiend was not afraid at all; instead, he smiled coldly.

Jiang Ning is now known as King Ning, feared by evil sects. He was once a figure of immense evil in the martial arts world.

"I'd like to taste the difference between the flesh of a righteous leader and that of a baby."

The blank-board demon licked his lips, and the next second he charged forward instead of retreating.

The Whiteboard Demon's right hand formed a claw, with the tips of his five fingernails as sharp as blades, as he clawed at Jiang Ning's face.

Jiang Ning tilted his head back slightly, then raised his sword and swept it towards the arm of the Whiteboard Fiend.

The Whiteboard Killer swiftly withdrew his hand, pried Jiang Ning's wrist away with his other hand, and then grabbed at Jiang Ning's throat. His movements were fast and ruthless, his attacks as cold as a gust of wind.

Jiang Ning retreated a few steps and then swept his sword, forcing back the Whiteboard Demon Star.

Only now did the Whiteboard Demon Star truly reveal his strength, aiming every move at Jiang Ning's vitals, proving himself worthy of being a famous evil figure from over a decade ago.

"Ha ha……"

Seeing Jiang Ning retreat, the Whiteboard Demon revealed a terrifying and chilling smile, then rushed forward again, and the two quickly engaged in battle.

The Whiteboard Demon's movements are ghostly, each move extremely sinister.

Jiang Ning had fought his disciple Qinghai Yixiao before and knew that his evil martial arts were sinister. However, Baiban Shaxing's martial arts style was even more unpredictable and unpredictable than Qinghai Yixiao's. Every move and every technique was unexpected. If it were anyone else, they would probably be defeated quickly.

However, although the Whiteboard Killer is powerful, Jiang Ning's experience is also unmatched by ordinary martial arts masters.

The two fought swiftly, leaving numerous afterimages.

Bang!

The whiteboard fiend had his arms crossed over the moon in his arms. Jiang Ning took two steps back, turned around, and kicked him in the arm, sending him staggering back more than ten steps before regaining his footing.

At this moment, the Whiteboard Demon no longer had the same expression as before; he looked at Jiang Ning with a gloomy face.

He was already planning to retreat.

After fighting for so long, Jiang Ning was still holding a baby in his arms, which was equivalent to crippling his own hand. But even so, he couldn't gain any advantage, which shows how terrifying Jiang Ning's true strength is.

Moreover, Jiang Ning's internal strength was extremely powerful, to the point that it terrified him.

Jiang Ning's martial arts skills definitely surpass his.

His martial arts style is unpredictable and insidious, relying heavily on surprise attacks. If the fight drags on, the outcome will be very unfavorable for him.

Thinking of this, the Whiteboard Killer didn't linger and turned to flee, showing no trace of his previous threats.

Watching the back of the blank-skinned killer, Jiang Ning expressionlessly placed the baby under a tree, and the next second burst into speed to chase after him.

call out!

The Whiteboard Fiend's figure was eerie, flashing constantly in the darkness at an extremely fast speed, but a figure behind him caught up even faster.

The blank-board devil turned around and his pupils immediately contracted.

Jiang Ning is getting closer and closer to him.

call out!call out!call out!

Jiang Ning unleashed three sword strikes, each a gust of sword energy aimed not at the White-Clad Demon Star, but at three locations in front of him, blocking his path.

Seeing that his path was blocked, the Whiteboard Killer tried to escape in another direction, but it was too late, as Jiang Ning had already caught up.

The two immediately started fighting again.

call out!call out!call out!

The Whiteboard Fiend's face was gloomy as he tried to force Jiang Ning to retreat, but Jiang Ning gave him no chance. His attacks were swift and fierce, making it increasingly difficult for the Whiteboard Fiend to defend himself.

"what!"

The blank-board demon let out a miserable scream.

He was accidentally struck by Jiang Ning's sword, and a section of his finger was cut off.

Dark red blood flowed out, and the Whiteboard Killer star stared at Jiang Ning with a cold expression.

But Jiang Ning remained expressionless, looking at him as if he were a dead man.

"what!"

Another scream rang out as a chunk of flesh was sliced ​​off the Whiteboard Killer's thigh.

Bang!

Jiang Ning turned around and kicked the Whiteboard Killer away. He then chased after him and slashed diagonally with his sword. Before the Whiteboard Killer even landed, one of his arms flew up.

The Whiteboard Demon's body rolled several times on the ground before stopping.

"what!!"

The blank-board demon screamed in agony.

After a while.