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

boom!

The internal force surged, Huang Boliu circulated his internal force, raised his hands and pushed forward with both palms.

No weapons are needed, Huang Bolius's martial arts skills are all in his hands.

Huang Bolu's two palms seemed ordinary, but his internal force had already gathered in his palms. The internal force was so concentrated that colorless ripples appeared.

Jiang Ning's eyes flashed slightly, and he jumped high into the air, passing over Huang Boliu while rotating the hilt of the sword, slashing from top to bottom.

Huang Boliu dodged to the side, squatted down, stretched out his right leg and swept it backwards. A sweeping kick swept across Jiang Ning's lower body, lifting up pieces of floor tiles and flying towards Jiang Ning accurately.

Jiang Ning tilted his head slightly, raised his sword and slashed continuously, and only the sound of bang bang bang could be heard in the air.

The floor tiles exploded one by one, and dust flew everywhere.

Bang!

Jiang Ning used a sword to cut through the flying floor tiles, and the next second Huang Boliu's figure appeared in front of him, only a few inches away from him.

Huang Boliu had a ferocious look on his face and slapped Jiang Ning in the face.

Jiang Ning's expression did not change. He raised his left hand and gathered his internal strength to face his opponent.

A surge of internal force came from the opponent's palm. As soon as it touched Jiang Ning's palm, he felt an extremely strong destructive force.

Jiang Ning mobilized his internal strength to fight against it.

boom!

The air wave spread out with the two people as the center, and the tables, chairs and benches were blown away by the air wave.

Huang Boliu had a ferocious look on his face, and he used his palms to crackle vigorously, competing madly with Jiang Ning's internal strength.

Air currents appeared around the two of them, causing gravel to fly everywhere.

Such deep inner strength!

Huang Boliu was shocked.

When the two palms collided, he could feel the inner strength in the opponent's body that was so deep that it terrified him. When he faced off against him, the endless inner strength from the opponent came pouring in like waves.

Although he already knew that the other party must be a martial arts master with extremely high skills, he was still shocked by the other party's profound internal strength after actually fighting.

boom!

The mask on Jiang Ning's face could not withstand the impact of the two internal forces and shattered, revealing the face underneath the mask.

Huang Boliu's eyes narrowed, and he was filled with horror.

So young?

At this moment, Huang Bolu was stunned for a moment.

Jiang Ning suddenly mobilized a large amount of internal energy and poured it all into it.

Huang Bolu was caught off guard, his internal energy was reversed, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and retreated repeatedly.

"drink!"

A delicate shout came from behind, and Huang Ying stabbed at him from behind with a sword.

Jiang Ning glanced at it out of the corner of his eye, flicked his sleeves, and stimulated his internal energy.

Bang!

The sword in Huang Ying's hand suddenly broke into pieces, and she was also lifted up, flying backwards, directly hitting a pillar and then falling to the ground.

"puff!"

Huang Ying spat out a mouthful of blood and her face turned pale.

"who are you?"

Huang Boliu roared.

Jiang Ning didn't say anything, just a smile on his face.

Seeing him like this, Huang Bolu snorted angrily and rushed up again.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The two started fighting again in the house.

Huang Boliu stretched out his hand and formed it into a claw, which he quickly swept out and went straight to Jiang Ning's face.

Jiang Ning slightly turned his head to avoid the attack, and Huang Boliu quickly turned his wrist and scratched Jiang Ning's face.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning leaned his upper body back and kicked with his leg at the same time.

Huang Bolu was very cautious and did not take Jiang Ning's kick. After two failed attacks, he retreated quickly.

Jiang Ning touched the ground with the tip of his sword, exerted force with his wrist, and stood up again. The next second, he chased after him, swung his hand and slashed out, and a sword energy came out.

Huang Bolu was still retreating at this time. Seeing the opponent's attack was so fast, he immediately turned sideways, and the sword energy swept out closely in front of him and hit the door behind him directly.

Bang!

The gate was broken into pieces.

Huang Bolu dodged the attack but before he could react, Jiang Ning had already rushed forward with his sword flashing a sharp cold light.

Huang Bolu did not dare to be careless and fought with him again.

The two men fought at an extremely fast speed, leaving only traces of afterimages and the sharp sound of breaking wind in the air.

At the beginning, the two were evenly matched, but after a while, Huang Bolu's face gradually turned worse and his breathing became heavier.

Huang Bolu is indeed a genuine first-class master, and his strength is stronger than many masters from major sects, but he is over eighty years old after all.

On the other hand, Jiangning has not changed at all.

call out!

Jiang Ning came up close and slashed with his sword.

Huang Bolu was already out of breath and exhausted at this time. Seeing this situation, he could no longer react. He could only lean back. When the sword was about to hit him, the sword brushed past his nose and he narrowly avoided the attack.

But Jiang Ning immediately withdrew his sword after it flew into the air, and the front end of the hilt hit Huang Boliu's temple hard.

Huang Bolu saw stars and his brain went blank for a moment. He flew out and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up.

"Uh……"

Huang Bolu struggled to get up from the ground, but fell down again the next second as if he was drunk.

"father!"

Huang Ying screamed upon seeing this and wanted to rush over, but she was more seriously injured than Huang Bolu and could not move at all.

At this time, Huang Bolu also recovered and leaned against a pillar to look towards Jiang Ning.

The blow just now made his vision a little blurry.

"Who are you? What deep hatred do you have against me?"

Huang Boliu asked again at this moment.

He really didn't understand why such a master would suddenly target him. He had never seen Jiang Ning before and didn't know Jiang Ning.

"hehe."

Jiang Ning laughed.

"Last year your deputy gang leader came to Shaanxi. Have you forgotten so quickly?"

Shaanxi? Deputy leader?

Wang Shuan!

Huang Boliu immediately remembered, looked at Jiang Ning in shock, and said in a lost voice.

"Are you from Huashan Sect?"

Huashan faction!

Huang Boliu looked shocked.

"You are Jiang Ning? You are Jiang Ning!"

Huang Boliu immediately understood Jiang Ning's identity.

He is so young, has such high martial arts skills, is from the Huashan Sect, and is so ruthless. There is no other choice but Jiang Ning.

"Last year you came to Shaanxi and surrounded Huashan to avenge Ren Yingying."

Jiang Ning looked at him with a smile.

"Ren Yingying, where are you?"

After listening to Jiang Ning's words, Huang Bolu finally realized at this moment that the other party was coming for Ren Yingying.

"Impossible! Don't dream on. I won't tell you the location of the Saint Lady."

Huang Boliu immediately refused with a firm tone.

Jiang Ning was not surprised either.

He knew it wasn't that easy to interrogate.

Jiang Ning turned his head to look at Huang Ying on the other side, then squatted down in front of her.

There was a look of fear in Huang Ying's eyes. When she saw Jiang Ning coming towards her, she retreated again and again until she was backed into a corner with no way to retreat.

Huang Ying's heart started beating wildly as she watched Jiang Ning approaching.

She also grew up in the Tianhe Gang and knew what would happen to some beautiful women when they fell into the hands of men. Now seeing Jiang Ning walking towards her, she could already imagine the disgusting scene that would follow.

Huang Ying's body began to tremble uncontrollably and she closed her eyes in despair.

The next moment, Huang Ying suddenly felt a touch on her face, it was the feeling of the back of fingers caressing her cheek.

As the back of the finger began to slide downwards, Huang Ying's heart sank to the bottom.

She could already imagine her clothes being torn to shreds.

Huang Ying closed her eyes tightly and her eyelashes kept trembling.

However, after waiting for a while, she still didn't see the scene she imagined in her mind.