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

"I think it's just an exaggeration."

Another person spoke with a look of disdain, and judging from his dress, he looked like a beggar.

"Brother Yan is right."

A monk grinned and laughed.

"These so-called famous and upright sects like to do this and like to give their disciples some false reputations, just like the one from Songshan Sect called Qianzhangsong Shi Dengda, whose name is loud but his martial arts are just so-so."

"How could a 17 or 18-year-old boy kill Tian Boguang and Yu Canghai alone? I think either his master helped him and pinned the credit on him, or he used some conspiracy."

"The Songshan Sect should at least have some dignity and not exaggerate. The Huashan Sect is not afraid of being laughed at by others, exaggerating a little kid so much that even the Saint Lady dared to offend. Now we want to let the Huashan Sect know that not everyone can be provoked by them."

"hehe."

The charming woman who spoke before giggled twice.

"I'm actually quite curious about what he looks like. I like young talents like this the most, sister."

The charming woman licked her lips as she spoke and subconsciously closed her legs.

When the others saw her like this, they all moved away from the woman.

This woman is very beautiful, but she is a rose with thorns. She has strange martial arts skills and likes to toy with young men and then kill them, so people stay away from her.

However, after these people moved away, their eyes always glanced over there unconsciously.

"Ouch."

A man in his fifties had his ears pinched by the old woman next to him.

"Where are you looking with your dog eyes? You might as well grow your eyes on that little goblin."

The old woman cursed.

The others all smiled with gloating expression when they saw this, and the woman who was called the little goblin even giggled with her hands covering her mouth.

"What are you laughing at, you slutty fox."

The old woman turned around and yelled at the woman.

"Old bitch."

The woman chuckled.

"What did you say?"

The old woman stood up and was about to take action.

"Don't fight among yourselves."

The others saw this and stood up to mediate, causing a constant noise in the house.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

While everyone in the house was arguing, knocking sounds were heard in the house, which were extremely clear even in the very noisy environment.

"Who's knocking for no reason?"

Someone wondered.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

The knocking sound became louder and louder. Everyone noticed the sound, stopped and looked in the direction of the sound.

A man sat on a chair with his legs crossed, his left hand on his knee, and the other hand resting on the table, tapping the table lightly with his index finger, on which a sword was placed.

Everyone was shocked to see this.

They remembered that no one had sat in that seat before.

"who?"

A sturdy man shouted.

The knocking stopped.

Jiang Ning looked at him expressionlessly, then looked at these people, then stood up, grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and the sound of drawing the sword was extremely clear.

puff!

The sword flashed, and the eyes of the person closest to him opened wide, with a line of blood appearing on his neck.

The man fell down holding his neck.

Jiang Ning was still standing there, the originally snow-white and smooth sword blade was stained with blood.

Jiang Ning shook the blood off the sword lightly, looked at these people, raised his eyebrows, and then a smile appeared on his face.

The candlelight in the room illuminated his young face, and his eyes were also illuminated with a red glow, so bright and bloody.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this, and they looked at each other, and the next second they all rushed up.

call out!

A strong wind blew, and the seductive woman from before came over with a whip.

Jiang Ning took a look, raised his sword and hit the front end of the whip. He turned his wrist and the whip was immediately entangled. Then he pulled hard, and the charming woman's hand was empty, and the whip flew towards Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning held the whip in his left hand and lashed it at the woman's face, tearing her skin and scraping off a layer of flesh.

Chapter 175: Action

Chapter 175: Action

"what!"

A shrill scream came from the woman's mouth.

At this time, her face was covered in blood and flesh, with a horrible bloodstain spreading from the left corner of her eye to her cheek. Her originally charming face looked like a ghost.

Jiang Ning swung his hand and whipped her on the other side of the face. Two bloody marks crossed on her face. Pieces of flesh and blood flew everywhere, revealing the white bones underneath the flesh and blood.

"what!!"

The woman let out a shrill scream.

Jiang Ning acted too quickly and the others didn't have time to react and could only watch the scene happen.

"This kid must be from Huashan Sect, kill him!"

call out!

A long-haired monk swung a Zen staff and hit him. Jiang Ning turned in the air and stretched out his legs to hit him hard on the cheek. A clear sound of bone breaking was heard.

The monk flew backwards.

Jiang Ning shook his wrist, and the long whip shot out like a poisonous snake and quickly wrapped around his ankle. Then he swung his arm and pulled, and the monk who had just suffered a heavy blow was pulled back without any ability to resist.

Zheng! Zheng!

Two big knives came chopping at him. Jiang Ning swung his left arm and smashed towards these people. The sound of the knives entering the flesh was heard, accompanied by the monk's screams.

The long whip in Jiang Ning's hand wrapped around the monk's feet and swung it left and right. The monk's tall and strong body was like a weapon in his hand. Everyone was forced to retreat continuously and were restricted in their actions.

The space in this house was originally not big, so if one fought more than one, there would be no room to maneuver, which was very disadvantageous. But when it came to Jiang Ning, the situation was reversed. He fought without any scruples, and the group of people on the opposite side were trying to avoid the human weapons in his hands.

Bang!

Jiang Ning swung his arm, and the long whip wrapped around the monk's body and swung to the left.

The attacked crowd retreated in horror, and the monk's body hit the ground hard with a bang.

The monk suddenly spat out large mouthfuls of blood.

Jiang Ning swung his arm again, dragged him up and swept him forward.

The monk's neck hit the beam in mid-air, making a crisp cracking sound.

Seeing Jiang Ning's brutal and violent fighting style, the others were shocked.

They really had never seen this kind of fighting style before. It was too brutal.

"Ning Yan Wang?"

Some people looked at Jiang Ning in surprise and doubt.

Someone so young and with such brutal means would attack them immediately upon seeing them. There could be no one else in Huashan Sect except Jiang Ning, who is also known as Ning Yanwang.

The others also woke up from their dreams and looked at Jiang Ning in horror.

They originally thought that Ning Yanwang's title was just boasted, but they didn't expect that the other party would show them this method as soon as they met.

This person doesn't look like a decent person at all, his methods are even more evil than those of the devil.

Hearing someone recognize him, Jiang Ning turned around and looked at that person.

The person who was seen was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Jiang Ning shook his wrist, and the long whip wrapped around the monk's feet loosened immediately, and the next second it was whipped towards these people.

This long whip was originally a weapon of the charming girl. The whip was covered with sharp barbs. If it was whipped once, two taels of flesh would be instantly reduced. If it was whipped several times, only bones would be left. Especially since the long whip was in Jiang Ning's hand, its power was much stronger than that in the hand of the charming girl. Everyone was afraid and dodged.

"what!"

The old woman before was hit on the arm by the long whip, and the whip covered with barbs scratched across her hand, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere. The piercing pain made the old woman feel heartbroken.

call out!

Another whip came and entangled the old woman's neck. Jiang Ning swung his arm and pulled her up and threw her towards her husband.

Bang!

The two men collided with each other and large amounts of blood spurted out.

At this time, the long whip in Jiang Ning's hand was covered with blood and flesh, emitting a bloody smell.

This whip is quite useful.

Jiang Ning flicked the whip and looked at the people around him. Everyone else looked at him as if they were facing a great enemy.

Jiang Ning hadn't said a word since he came in, but he made them feel an indescribable sense of oppression and suffocation in their hearts.

It was not until this moment that they finally understood why the other party was given the title of King of Hell.

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