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

"Dead, dead. Everyone inside is dead."

A citizen shouted to the crowd outside who were still watching and waiting.

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they all looked at each other and rushed in to see what was going on. Not long after, the officials who got the information also arrived here with their officers.

It was not until this moment that they realized that the Tianhe Gang’s headquarters had really been killed by a mysterious man.

And none of them knew who that mysterious man was.

……

Zhengzhou.

After leaving Kaifeng, Jiang Ning followed the Yellow River all the way to Zhengzhou, and at this time he was very close to Luoyang.

Of course, it is closer to Dengfeng.

It’s just that Jiang Ning has no intention of going to Dengfeng for the time being.

Zhengzhou is not far from Kaifeng, nearly two hundred miles away, and it didn’t take Jiang Ning long to get here.

As soon as he entered Zhengzhou, Jiangning found that it was somewhat different from Kaifeng.

Kaifeng does not have a strong martial arts culture, but Zhengzhou has many martial artists who can be seen everywhere on the streets. Even some ordinary people look strong and powerful.

Jiang Ning sat down in a random store and heard people from other tables discussing important matters in the underworld.

"Do you know what happened to the Huashan Sect in Shaanxi last year?"

"Who doesn't know this? The followers of the Demon Saint have gathered in Shaanxi. Even the major righteous sects, Shaolin, Wudang and Songshan, have arrived."

"Isn't this the biggest event in the martial arts world in the past ten years? There were no major events in the martial arts world in the past. Who would have thought that something like this would suddenly happen last year?"

Another person retorted, "Who said it's not a big deal? The death of Tian Boguang, the lecherous thief who had been roaming the martial arts world for decades, is not a big deal? The destruction of the Qingcheng Sect is not a big deal? The hunting down of the Saint Lady is not a big deal?"

"These are big events, but can they compare to the gathering of good and evil forces at Huashan last year?"

The man who spoke earlier said.

At this time, someone said, "Hey, have you noticed that all the major events that have happened in the past two years are related to one person?"

A young man asked, "Are you talking about King Ning?"

"Yes, all the big events that have caused a stir in the world in the past two years were caused by him."

The man nodded.

"Speaking of which, King Ning is really not a simple man. He killed Tian Boguang, who was unapproachable by so many chivalrous masters. He also destroyed the Qingcheng Sect that dominated Sichuan. He also chased the Saint Lady of the Sun and Moon Sect for thousands of miles and killed the subordinates sent by the Saint Lady, causing rivers of blood to flow."

Jiang Ning's deeds in the past two years have spread throughout the martial arts world. His legends are spread everywhere he goes. Jiang Ning has become accustomed to it.

"But this King Ning seems to have a strong murderous aura. I'm afraid I don't know how many people have died at his hands so far."

At this time, another person exclaimed.

"I don't know how Master Yue of Huashan Sect trained such a disciple. He himself is a gentleman sword, but his disciple has such a murderous aura."

Several people also looked puzzled.

'It's not heavy actually.'

Jiang Ning said in his heart.

He didn't know why, but it seemed that everyone who talked about him thought he was murderous. Even though he himself didn't think so, his image seemed to have been deeply rooted in people's minds.

Ning Yanwang...

Jiang Ning was thinking about this title while eating.

After dinner, Jiang Ning simply rested in Zhengzhou for one night and set off the next day.

And now it is May, and there is less than a month left until the election meeting for the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.

Jiang Ning did not take the water route this time. Instead, he chose to hire a horse carriage and travel by land. It took him two days.

A carriage was speeding along a wide street, raising clouds of dust.

It was already sunny in May, and the weather was a little hot. The coachman kept wiping his sweat and spoke to the carriage.

"Sir, there is some iced sour plum soup in the car. You can drink it if you are thirsty."

"Thank you."

A voice sounded from inside the carriage.

Jiang Ning sat in the carriage with his eyes closed, his body not shaking due to the shaking of the carriage.

At this time, he was still feeling the changes in his body.

It has been three months since he came down the mountain. Up to now, he is still in the third stage of Xiantian Gong, with no signs of breaking through, as if he is stuck at this stage.

Jiang Ning was not surprised by this. He had been stuck at this level for quite some time and had no delusion of being able to break through within a few months of going down the mountain. This was within his expectations.

Jiang Ning has always had a good attitude and never worries about anything.

However, although there has been no breakthrough since he came down the mountain this time, Jiang Ning can clearly feel a slight change in his body.

He couldn't tell what the specific changes were, but he always had a feeling that his strength was stronger than when Ren Yingying surrounded Huashan last year.

Although they were at the same realm, Jiang Ning had this feeling that the innate energy in his body was running more smoothly than before.

He remembered that the last time he had this feeling was in Sichuan, when Ren Yingying sent people to surround and kill him.

Jiang Ning collected his thoughts and stopped thinking about it. He turned around, lifted the curtain, and looked at the scenery passing by outside the car window. He felt very peaceful in his heart.

"Shut up!"

At this moment, the carriage suddenly jolted violently, and the driver's call to stop was heard in front.

"what happened?"

Jiang Ning lifted the curtain of the carriage and saw the driver looking at the road ahead.

"Sir, let's take a detour. There are often bandits ahead. It's not safe to go that way."

Bandits?

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "It's okay. I have something urgent to do. I'll go that way. I shouldn't run into them."

"No, no, I'm not going there."

The driver immediately shook his head. He just wanted to make money and didn't want to risk his life.

"Sir, please take a detour. I won't charge you more."

The driver continued to persuade him, but Jiang Ning had no intention of taking a detour. The driver's attitude was also very firm. Jiang Ning did not force him. After paying the fare, he set off alone.

"Hey, why don't you listen?"

Seeing him walking forward without looking back, the coachman shook his head and turned the carriage around.

Jiang Ning was walking on the road, and soon he saw wheel tracks on another road, which seemed to be heading from the front.

Not long after walking, Jiang Ning suddenly heard a slight sound coming from the front, there were sounds of men and women, accompanied by crying.

Ok?

Jiang Ning raised his eyebrows and immediately sped up. After using his Qinggong to jump for a distance, he saw a group of bandits surrounding a carriage in the middle of the road not far ahead. There was a couple inside. The man knelt down and kowtowed to them, begging for something, while the woman was being pulled by the bandits.

Seeing this, Jiang Ning stepped on the ground and kicked a stone, which flew straight into the crowd.

"what!"

A scream was heard, and a bandit fell down.

"who?"

The other bandits were all startled, looking around with their knives raised, and then they saw Jiang Ning not far away.

"who are you?"

The bandit leader looked at Jiang Ning sternly.

"The Great Hero of Guanzhong."

Chapter 320: The Great Hero of Guanzhong!

Chapter 320: Hero of Guanzhong!

"The hero of Guanzhong?"

The bandits looked bewildered.

Never heard of it.

"What the hell is this Guanzhong hero? Guanzhong is in Shaanxi, and this is Henan."

A bandit shouted at Jiang Ning.

"There is a road to heaven but you don't take it. There is no door to hell but you are the one who comes to it. Come on, brothers, chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs!"

A group of bandits immediately rushed towards Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning leaned forward slightly, stepped forward, and rushed towards the bandits at a faster speed.

Bang!

Jiang Ning kicked the arm of a bandit who was coming to chop him. With a snapping sound, the bandit's arm was broken and a piece of his arm flew out. The blood spurting from the broken end accidentally dripped onto the face of other bandits.

Jiang Ning glanced around, swung his sword, and a sword energy came out, instantly piercing through a person.

"You are so arrogant! Die!"

A bandit with a ferocious look attacked Jiang Ning from behind and slashed at the back of his neck. Jiang Ning quickly turned around and kicked him in the head with a high whip kick.

The bandit's head exploded like a watermelon in an instant, blood and brain matter splattered everywhere, blood mist dissipated, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.

This extremely bloody scene stunned the bandits. They stopped attacking and looked at the scene in disbelief, with their eyes almost popping out.

"Kick...kick it to pieces?"

A bandit stammered.

The other bandits also came to their senses and looked at Jiang Ning with fear on their faces.

Jiang Ning frowned slightly at this moment, as if he was dissatisfied with the kick.