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

"Your disciple obeys."

These people all said.

Without delay, Fang Sheng led everyone to provide support. They finally arrived at the street where the Golden Saber Sect was located. From afar, they could hear the sounds of fighting, and then they saw a large group of people fighting together, with corpses everywhere.

"kill!"

A member of the demonic cult swung his sword down, instantly killing one person in front of him. Just as he was about to attack the others, a spear suddenly pierced through his body from behind. The spearman who killed him was then killed by other members of the demonic cult.

The ground was littered with corpses, indicating that a battle had been going on for some time.

"stop!"

Seeing how serious the fight was, Fang Sheng shouted and led the Shaolin monks to help.

……

Linghu Chong, sword in hand, moved with incredible speed, his face showing some anxiety, and soon arrived at Tianjie Street in Luoyang.

Dingding Gate.

Linghu Chong arrived at the south gate of Luoyang City, which is Luoyang Tianjie.

At this moment, the sounds of fighting continued on the city tower of Dingding Gate. Linghu Chong looked up and saw a large group of people surrounding the city tower and rushing upwards. On the top of the city tower stood a person, and all those who rushed up were attacking this person.

There were many corpses lying below the city wall, indicating that the fighting had been going on for some time.

Linghu Chong, with his sharp eyes, immediately recognized Jiang Ning as the person being besieged.

"die!"

One person used his light footwork to reach the top of the city wall and attack Jiang Ning. Jiang Ning glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, turned around and kicked him in the chest before he landed. The man flew backward and fell solidly to the ground against the city wall.

"puff!"

The person lying on the ground suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, which included many fragments of organs. Then, his eyes opened wide, he twitched a few times, and then lay still.

"Junior brother!"

Upon seeing Jiang Ning atop the city wall, Linghu Chong shouted and immediately charged forward with his sword.

call out!

Jiang Ning slashed out with his sword, killing another person. At this moment, he heard Linghu Chong's shout, turned around, and saw Linghu Chong not far away.

"Senior brother."

Jiang Ning responded without hesitation, and with a light step, he landed on the top of the city wall. As soon as he landed, the members of the Demonic Sect below the city wall surrounded him.

Jiang Ning flicked his hand, unleashing two sword energies that slashed left and right, repelling the crowd. Then, he leaped forward with a light step.

Seeing that Jiang Ning was about to break through the encirclement, one person bravely leaped forward to try to stop him.

Jiang Ning glanced down slightly, then bent his knee and thrust it directly into the man's chest. With a crack, the man's chest caved in, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard.

Jiang Ning jumped out of the encirclement and landed outside, while the man also fell to the ground with a thud.

"Uh……"

The man's chest was sunken, his pupils were constricted, and blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth. He was struggling to get up.

Jiang Ning looked down at him, then stepped down from the stack of stones and stomped on his head.

With a loud "pop," like a watermelon bursting open, blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

Chapter 571: Brothers Fight Side by Side

Blood splattered everywhere, splashing onto Jiang Ning's clothes like blooming blood flowers.

After escaping the encirclement, Jiang Ning leaped to Linghu Chong's side.

"Senior Brother."

Seeing that Jiang Ning was somewhat agitated, Linghu Chong quickly asked, "Junior Brother, are you injured?"

Jiang Ning shook his head.

"No."

He was covered in blood, but thankfully it wasn't his own; it was all splattered on him by the demonic cult members he had killed.

Linghu Chong was relieved, but before he could speak, a group of demonic sect experts attacked again.

Despite the large number of people, Linghu Chong did not show any fear.

"Junior brother, today we, fellow disciples, will fight demons side by side."

Jiang Ning had been chased by a group of people and was isolated and helpless several times when he went down the mountain. In particular, he was almost killed in the last chase, and Yue Buqun's hair turned white overnight.

Although Linghu Chong usually seems carefree and doesn't care about anything except whether he has wine to drink, he is not a heartless person. He was saddened when he learned that Jiang Ning had been rumored to be dead, and he felt heartache when he saw Yue Buqun's full head of white hair.

That's why he followed Jiang Ning down the mountain this time, and he also firmly followed Jiang Ning to the capital after returning from Fujian, just so that Jiang Ning wouldn't be alone again.

Now he can finally fight alongside Jiang Ning, and Jiang Ning is no longer left isolated and helpless.

Linghu Chong was not afraid of facing so many members of the Demonic Sect; on the contrary, he was filled with fighting spirit.

"Junior brother, do not worry. The abbot of Shaolin Temple has already led Shaolin disciples to provide support. The evil cultists' plot will not succeed."

Linghu Chong said, and as soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword and charged forward.

Linghu Chong lightly touched the ground with his feet, his figure hovering in mid-air, raising his sword above his head and spinning to kill.

“荡剑式！”

Linghu Chong pierced straight in, carving a line through the crowd of the Demonic Sect.

Linghu Chong's swordplay was extremely fast; in the blink of an eye, two people were killed by him, and the rest were so shocked that they kept retreating.

Charging into the crowd, Linghu Chong used one palm to support himself as he flipped to his feet, the sword in his hand flying out of his grasp.

Seeing that Linghu Chong had already charged in, Jiang Ning flashed forward and rushed up to one of the men.

Seeing Jiang Ning appear before him in the blink of an eye like a ghost, the man was startled and was about to raise his knife when Jiang Ning punched him squarely in the face.

puff!

The person's face caved in, accompanied by the sound of skull shattering and blood splattering.

Instantly killing one person, Jiang Ning didn't stop. After retracting his blood-stained hand, he swiftly swung his five fingers into a claw, grabbed the neck of the person who had attacked from behind, and pulled him to the front.

At that moment, a burly man wielding a horse-slaying saber came crashing down, striking the man in the back with tremendous force. The blow ripped through the flesh, exposing the bones and organs beneath.

The man, who was struggling while Jiang Ning was holding his neck, was cleaved in two by his own men.

"This……"

The burly man wielding the horse-slaying sword was startled to have mistakenly killed one of his own men. Before he could react, everything went black as a figure flashed in front of him. The man's pupils contracted sharply, and only then did he realize what was happening. Danger alarms rang in his mind, and he tried to retreat, but it was too late.

The next second, a sharp pain shot through the big man's abdomen, and his body involuntarily bent over as Jiang Ning delivered a powerful punch to his stomach.

Jiang Ning rotated his wrist, changing from a right-hand grip to a reverse grip, holding the sword horizontally in front of him. The burly man leaned forward, his neck colliding directly with the Zhenwu sword.

Jiang Ning gripped his sword and drew it, staining the blade with blood. The burly man convulsed violently, his eyes glazing over. As Jiang Ning took a step back, the man collapsed to the ground, blood gurgling from his neck, before falling still.

The Great Han was not weak, and he was not easily killed when surrounded by many people. However, in a life-or-death battle, there was no room for hesitation. Any mistake would lead to defeat and death, especially when facing someone like Jiang Ning. The Great Han's momentary hesitation after accidentally killing his own men sealed his fate.

The burly man's body grew cold, while Jiang Ning continued his slaughter.

call out!

A gust of wind swept over his head, and Jiang Ning realized someone was attacking from behind. Without thinking, he turned around and swung his arm, striking the attacker in the face and killing him instantly.

"drink!!"

At this moment, three people attacked Jiang Ning's lower body. Jiang Ning leaped away from that spot and landed in another place. As soon as he landed, someone attacked him head-on.

Without hesitation, Jiang Ning stepped forward and delivered a powerful kick to the abdomen, sending the attacker flying. At that moment, another attack came from behind, but Jiang Ning turned around and swung his sword, forcing the attackers back.

call out!

At that moment, a very tall and muscular man, as tall as an iron tower, rushed towards them from the side, his arms outstretched as if to embrace Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning recognized their actions with just a glance. He had encountered a similar attack before at the Black Wind Society's base. Their purpose was to restrict his movements. On that occasion, Jiang Ning was held down and unable to move while the others swung their swords down, and he almost died.

Faced with the same offensive and surrounded by enemies from all directions, with nowhere to hide, Jiang Ning leaned back, supported himself with one palm, and slid along the ground to get behind the strong man.

Seeing Jiang Ning's movements, the burly man tried to bend down and grab him, but Jiang Ning's sliding motion was too fast, and the burly man couldn't react in time.

Jiang Ning pressed his palm to the ground and exerted force, then did a somersault to get up and stand behind the burly man.

The burly man's back was completely exposed, offering no protection whatsoever. However, he remained calm, as he was wearing protective armor that rendered ordinary weapons ineffective against him, especially given his thick skin and tough flesh.

However, Jiang Ning did not attack his back as he had expected. Instead, he gripped the sword with both hands behind his back, raised it high above his head, and stabbed it fiercely into the back of his neck.

The burly man suddenly stopped moving and his eyes widened.

Jiang Ning didn't stop; he pressed down with his sword-wielding hand, and the entire Zhenwu sword pierced into the strong man's nape.

"Uh……"

The burly man's face turned deathly pale. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but Jiang Ning drew his sword and pulled it away. The burly man's movements twitched again, and he immediately fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this scene, the people surrounding Jiang Ning felt a chill run down their spines and their scalps tingled.

So far in the fighting, their impression of Jiang Ning was that he was extremely brutal. Just like now, the sight of a sword completely piercing the strong man's body sent chills down their spines.

Jiang Ning had used countless such methods, and the crowd couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

Looking at the crowd around him who seemed to have stopped, Jiang Ning could clearly see the fear and terror on their faces and in their eyes, but he didn't care. Instead, he casually flicked his hand to wipe the blood off the Zhenwu Sword.

Jiang Ning glanced at the people eyeing him with predatory intent, surrounded by enemies, yet a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing the smile on Jiang Ning's face, and then looking at the blood-stained clothes on his body, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Who exactly is the demonic one?

Chapter 572: Bloodshed and Chaos

"drink!"