The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Becomes a Disciple of Yue Buqun

Jiang Ning's ears twitched, and then he turned his head to look over, while raising his sword to fight back. But the next second, the lights flickered, and several men raised the lights in their hands and shone them into Jiang Ning's eyes.

These people's lanterns are specially made with holes at the bottom of the lanterns, so they are not affected even on rainy days.

Jiang Ning subconsciously closed his eyes, and his hands slowed down unconsciously. The sword and hammer collided, causing Jiang Ning's arm to go numb.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Seeing this scene, these people burst into laughter, and the next second another man stepped forward and rushed forward, swinging the steel whip in his hand violently.

when!when!when!

The sound of swords clashing rang out in the heavy rain, mixed with a few screams from time to time.

After a while.

Jiang Ning stood in the center holding a sword, and five or six corpses were lying on the ground.

A dozen people outside surrounded him tightly, with fear in their eyes, and did not continue to attack.

"Good, good, good."

The man who was leading the group suddenly spoke up.

"You are so young but you have such strength. You were able to kill several of us even when we surrounded you. No wonder that person personally named you to join the cult."

"Your Excellency is a skilled martial artist. We admire you. However, you are already at the end of your strength, and we still have more than a dozen people. I advise you not to struggle any more. Our promise is still valid. As long as you are willing to join our religion, today's matter will end here."

It was raining heavily at this time, but the man's voice was still clear in the rain. He was also a good player among the top masters.

Jiang Ning stood in the center with a cold expression, his breathing was a little rapid, his chest kept rising and falling. It was not known whether it was because of too much rain, his face looked a little pale, his long hair at the temples stuck to his cheeks, and raindrops dripped down his chin.

At this time, Jiang Ning had more than ten wounds on his body, including on his arms and thighs, and he was also stabbed in the back, with blood seeping through his clothes.

These people were all excellent fighters, cooperating with each other tacitly. The worst martial arts were second-rate. These people had a plan for advancing and retreating, looked after each other, and used lights to distract him. Up to now, Jiang Ning had only killed five or six people and could not expand his victory.

Jiang Ning sneered after hearing what the man said.

"Good and evil face off in a lifelong struggle."

"Brother, this kid won't cry until he sees the coffin."

A man said, "Boy, what's so good about Huashan Sect that you would rather die than join our Divine Religion?"

"Have you seen us? To the Divine Religion, we are just ants. However, you can also see that we alone are as powerful as your Huashan Sect. It would be easy for us to destroy the Huashan Sect."

"A man of insight is a wise man. We don't have to kill you, so why waste your life?"

Jiang Ning just sneered twice when he heard this, and did not answer.

Seeing him like this, the leading man's expression turned cold and he shouted, "Do you really want to resist to the death? Do you really think we dare not kill you? That person personally explained that if you don't join the Divine Religion, the only outcome is death."

"Why are you so persistent? Huashan Sect is just a small sect. My Divine Sect can destroy it in a snap. What's so good about it? Is it worth it?"

Jiang Ning sneered: "It's better than a group of demons and monsters."

"Have some backbone."

Another man spoke up with a cruel smile on his face: "Although that person allowed you to join the cult, he also said that if you are stubborn, you will be killed. I see that you have delicate skin and tender flesh, and you are a martial artist, so I think you must have some good flesh on your body."

"I often hear people in the sect talk about the taste of human flesh, but I have never tasted it. After I kill this guy, I will chop off one of his legs and roast it to see what it tastes like."

After saying this, the man burst into laughter, and the others followed suit.

"Then I want his heart."

"I want his arm."

These people were laughing wildly, and their shadows cast in the dim light were twisting and dancing on the ground, looking hazy and like demons.

Jiang Ning sneered and did not feel any fear from their words.

Jiang Ning turned his head and looked at those people who said they wanted to eat him, his voice was low and cold.

"Devil."

Then he looked at the remaining people.

“Outsider.”

The next second he raised his sword, but before he could make any move, the people surrounding him subconsciously took two steps back and looked at him vigilantly.

After fighting for such a long time, they had witnessed Jiang Ning's strength. Jiang Ning's martial arts were very advanced, his attacks were ruthless, and he was particularly good at seizing opportunities. Even though they used lights to interfere with their vision, Jiang Ning still found the opportunity to kill five or six of them.

Seeing Jiang Ning taking action, these people became very alert and prepared to attack, but Jiang Ning's action the next second surprised them.

Jiang Ning thrust his sword into the ground and tore off a piece of cloth from his robe with a ripping sound.

When the group of people saw this scene, they looked somewhat confused and didn't know what Jiang Ning was going to do.

Jiang Ning covered his eyes with a cloth strip and tied a knot at the back of his head. Then he grasped the hilt of the sword again, and the long sword was pulled out with a clanging sound.

Seeing Jiang Ning's actions, this group of people looked puzzled.

Jiang Ning covered his eyes even though his vision was clearly obstructed. This made them suspicious.

Jiang Ning raised his sword and pointed it at these people with a stern expression.

The meaning is self-evident.

The group of people looked at each other.

next second.

The war breaks out again!

Chapter 137: Massacre on a Rainy Night

call out!call out!

Two sounds of breaking wind came.

Jiang Ning tilted his head slightly, his ears moved, and the next second he raised his sword and slashed continuously. With two clangs, two hidden weapons were chopped down.

In the rain, two men approached rapidly from the left and right.

Jiang Ning stood there motionless, concentrating and calming his mind.

One of them was slashing fiercely with a single-edged sword, while the other was the one holding the broadsword before, and both of them rushed forward at the same time, attacking from both sides.

Jiang Ning didn't move until the two of them got close to each other, then he suddenly swung his sword left and right, with such speed that only an afterimage was left in the air.

Two piercing screams rang out, and Jiang Ning chopped off the two attackers. He bent his arm downward, and the long sword turned in a circle in the air, changing from a normal grip to a reverse grip. He chopped down with force, and one of them was chopped back. Jiang Ning kept moving his hand, and pulled his wrist upward horizontally, slashing across the abdomen of the other man.

The two retreated violently.

The man whose stomach was cut covered his abdomen, blood flowing out from between his fingers.

Upon seeing this, the others stopped what they were doing and looked at Jiang Ning in surprise and doubt.

After beheading the two men, Jiang Ning made a sword flower, leaned his sword on the ground, and stood quietly where he was.

Jiang Ning's breathing gradually calmed down and his head lowered slightly. The sound of heavy rain pouring down around him was clearly audible, and the faint breathing sounds of those people were drowned out by the sound of the heavy rain.

Since practicing Xiantian Gong, Jiang Ning's eyesight and hearing have been very good. He can see clearly even in the dark, which is why he can accurately knock down those hidden weapons.

But these people were experienced and immediately used lanterns to shine in his eyes, disrupting his vision, putting Jiang Ning in a passive position from then on.

Jiang Ning knew that if he continued like this, defeat was inevitable. Since his vision was severely disrupted by the battle, he might as well just give up his eyes and use his ears to listen.

Auditory perception is only clearer when the eyes cannot see.

Jiang Ning's breathing was steady, his mind was fully focused, his brain was becoming increasingly clear, and he listened quietly to the sounds around him and the breathing of those people.

call!

One person moved, very quickly.

Jiang Ning listened carefully.

right.

Jiang Ning suddenly raised his sword and stabbed to the right. The man was startled and quickly blocked it.

when!

The swords clashed, Jiang Ning took a step forward, bent his knees, turned his wrist, and thrust his sword straight into the opponent's lower body.

The man quickly took a step back, Jiang Ning took a step closer, slashing upward with his wrist, the man raised his sword to block, Jiang Ning turned his sword and stabbed straight, before the man could react, Jiang Ning immediately changed his attack and struck with his right sword.

"what!"

The man screamed and retreated repeatedly.

A bloody streak appeared on his arm.

The two men fought so fast that the others didn't react and just stared at the scene in shock.

Jiang Ning's attack just now was so fast, accurate and fierce, as if he had eyes on his hands.

Jiang Ning took two steps back, danced the sword in his hand, and leaned on the ground again.

"on!"

Two more people came forward, and Jiang Ning's ears moved slightly.

Southeast, due north.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ning moved quickly, raised the sword in his hand, and stabbed directly below the person attacking from the southeast.

The man was prepared. He swung the short sword downwards, and the long sword was bounced away.

Jiang Ning turned his wrist, and the long sword drew a semicircle in the air and chopped straight down on his head.

The man was startled and stepped back quickly. Jiang Ning took two steps forward, bent his arm, and stabbed it diagonally. With a light "puff" sound, the man's thigh was pierced.

There was a sound of breaking wind behind me.

Jiang Ning drew back his sword, turned around to block, and at the same time raised his right leg and kicked backwards. The man whose thigh was pierced was hit hard in the abdomen. He suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, fell backwards, and landed in the mud.

"what!"

The other man held a big knife in his hand, and pressed down hard with a fierce look, vowing to suppress the other party. Jiang Ning retracted his sword, and the front of the opposite party was suddenly empty. His body involuntarily leaned forward. Jiang Ning quickly turned around and came to his side, raising the sword horizontally, and the man's neck hit the sword directly. Jiang Ning pulled it, and a string of blood spurted out.

Bang!

The body fell to the ground.