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

"This sword has been with me for more than ten years. I cannot be with you, so you hold my sword and let it fight alongside you."

Jiang Ning looked at these people. Even though his expression did not change at all when he was besieged before, he now looked even more gloomy, and his obsidian eyes seemed to be stained with a hint of blood.

Xiang Wentian looked slightly solemn when he saw this.

For some reason, even though the opponent's sword had been destroyed and Jiang Ning was covered in wounds, Xiang Wentian felt that Jiang Ning was more dangerous now than before.

One of the masters thrust forward with a sword, and at the same time another person tried to pounce from the side and hug Jiang Ning to restrict his movements.

when!

Jiang Ning dodged and avoided the sword, then looked at the flying pounce and throw to the other side.

In a flash, Jiang Ning took off the scabbard at his waist and held it across the man's chest. He turned his wrist and used the scabbard to restrain the man's hands, then pulled hard.

Jiang Ning's force was too great, and the man was pulled over, leaning forward, and his lower body became unstable. Jiang Ning glanced at his lower body, raised his leg and gave a low kick at his ankle, causing the man to spin in the air.

Jiang Ning seized the opportunity and stomped on the ground, then turned around, twisted his hips and kicked the man hard in the right side of his abdomen.

The top-notch master in mid-air wanted to adjust his posture, but he was suddenly hit hard on the right side of his abdomen. His eyes widened, and his body flew backwards, hitting a piece of bamboo behind him, and rolled five or six times before stopping.

"Wow!"

This unknown first-rate master suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood mixed with organ fragments.

His face was filled with agony.

Jiang Ning's twisting kick was so powerful that it directly knocked him out of action.

He could already feel that his internal organs had been kicked out of place.

Severe pain struck from the abdomen, and this top-notch master curled up on the ground in agony.

Jiang Ning, who had kicked out, did not look at him again, because there were already other people attacking him.

call out!

A strong wind blew from behind.

Jiang Ning didn't even turn his head, but turned sideways to make way. The next second, an expert passed by him from behind, and the two were less than one meter apart.

Unexpectedly, his sneak attack was predicted in advance. This first-rate master was shocked and looked to the side unconsciously, just in time to meet Jiang Ning's obsidian eyes.

He could already see a curve at the corner of Jiang Ning's mouth.

Chapter 5: Sword (Additional Chapter 26, /)

Chapter 438: Sword (Additional Chapter 5, 26/)

With his right hand holding the sword and sticking it into the ground, Jiang Ning leaned back slightly. He had already stretched out his hand to grab the back of the man's neck, and pinched it hard with his five fingers, stopping him from rushing forward.

The back of his neck was pinched, as if his lifeline was being strangled. The master dared not act rashly.

But Jiang Ning had no scruples at this moment. He looked left and right at Xiang Wentian and others who were rushing towards him from both sides. Jiang Ning lifted this man and rushed forward, while spinning non-stop at the same time. This man was dizzy and completely lost his threat.

Jiang Ning was about to break out of the siege, but the Four Immortals of Taogu, Shangguan Yun and Lan Fenghuang had already surrounded him.

Jiang Ning clenched his five fingers tightly, then lifted up the person in his hand and swung him towards the old man and Zu Qianqiu.

Seeing that it was their friendly forces that were attacking them, the old man and Zu Qianqiu quickly retreated, but their faces changed drastically the next second.

Jiang Ning's figure appeared in front of the two of them at some point, only a hair's breadth away from the old man.

There was a bloody smell at the tip of my nose.

That's the smell of blood.

The old man looked up and saw a pair of bloodshot eyes. The coldness in those eyes made his heart stop.

Jiang Ning was covered in blood and smelled of blood. He had already come in front of the old man and turned his wrist. The broken Gentleman Sword was like a dagger in Jiang Ning's hand. Jiang Ning was holding the broken sword and slashed the old man's throat with it.

"Old man!!"

Zu Qianqiu opened his eyes wide.

The old man seemed to be frightened by Jiang Ning at this moment. He didn't move at all. The broken sword was about to cut his throat in the next second.

However, at this moment Xiang Wentian thrust his sword forward again, forcing Jiang Ning to fight back to block it. The old man also got a glimmer of hope because of this. After reacting, he quickly retreated, but his way of retreat was a little special.

The old man's body was like a fat ball with short limbs. At this moment, he retracted his limbs and rolled outward like a ball, and his speed was not slow at all.

"Old man, are you okay?"

Zu Qianqiu ran over.

The old man who ran far away was still in shock, and his already ugly face looked even uglier.

After hearing Zu Qianqiu's words, the old man's face was still a little pale, but he shook his head to indicate that everything was fine.

Zu Qianqiu shouted, "Why were you in a daze just now! If it wasn't for Xiang Zuo's timely rescue, you would be dead now!"

"I……"

The old man was speechless.

He didn't know why just now, he was originally preparing to dodge, but the moment he looked into Jiang Ning's eyes, he was distracted and almost got killed.

He didn't know why this happened, but that look made even a wicked person like him feel frightened.

He was frightened.

Although the old man is reluctant to admit it, this is the fact.

Jiang Ning had only been in the industry for a few years, but he had killed countless people, famous and unknown, those with martial arts skills and those without. Even Jiang Ning himself could not remember how many people he had killed. Perhaps he himself did not even know that when he was killing people, his eyes were different from usual. Even a master like the old man was stunned for a second, as if his soul had been captured.

Only by getting close to Jiang Ning can you feel the oppression brought by those creepy eyes.

"All right."

Zu Qianqiu didn't have time to chat with him.

"Be careful, don't be distracted again. King Ning is not an ordinary character. It is extremely dangerous to face him. You will be killed if you are not careful. If you are distracted again like you did just now, Xiang Zuo Shi can't save you a second time, and I can't save you either. Now he is seriously injured. As long as we work together, we can wear him down. If we kill him, we can recover and you can go back and take your daughter to travel all over the country."

Listening to Zu Qianqiu's instructions, the old man nodded.

"I see."

During the time when the two were chatting, Jiang Ning had already started fighting with Xiang Wentian and others again.

From the beginning to now, Jiang Ning's injuries have worsened, but Xiang Wentian's side has also paid a price. Three people died, one was disabled, and another was just grabbed by the neck and hit by Jiang Ning. Although he is not dead yet, he is half dead.

Five of the twenty-one masters on Xiang Wentian's side were either dead or seriously injured, leaving only sixteen still able to fight. The loss is indeed huge.

boom!

A sturdy man smashed down with two hammers in his hands.

Jiang Ning stepped sideways, and the sturdy man smashed the ground with his two hammers, making a dull thud and splashing mud and water everywhere.

Seeing Jiang Ning dodge the attack, the sturdy man was filled with anger and raised his hammer to sweep Jiang Ning's lower body.

Jiang Ning stepped on the ground and flew into the air. He turned two and a half times in the air and came behind the sturdy man. The sturdy man immediately pulled his hand back and hit him, but Jiang Ning dodged with a back flip.

Seeing Jiang Ning dodging his attacks repeatedly, the sturdy man became even angrier and continued to attack.

Jiang Ning then stepped back to gather strength, and when the sturdy man was about to launch an attack, he kicked out with a high sweep, drawing an arc in the air and hitting the sturdy man hard in the face.

The sturdy man practiced horizontal training kung fu, with a body of iron and steel, but at this moment Jiang Ning kicked him hard in the face. The sturdy man's tall figure staggered, the two hammers in his hands fell to the ground, and his body fell to the ground.

If it was just an ordinary kick, it wouldn't kill him at once, but Jiang Ning's high kick was generated by twisting the hips and using the quadriceps, so it was extremely powerful. Not to mention that Jiang Ning's kick hit the sturdy man's face, which directly deformed his face.

Seeing the strong man being killed, Xiang Wentian and others' faces changed again.

It wasn't that they didn't want to join the fight, but the strong man's attacks were so powerful that they couldn't get involved. If they insisted on attacking together, they would only be restricted. However, they didn't expect that the strong man would be killed after just a few rounds with Jiang Ning, which really made them look more solemn.

Xiang Wentian and the four yellow-robed elders attacked from three directions. The two yellow-robed elders made claws with their hands and grabbed from the left and right directions to restrain Jiang Ning. The other two yellow-robed elders slapped him from behind. Xiang Wentian directly thrust his sword at Jiang Ning's face.

Surrounded by enemies on all sides, the attacks from several people were fast and fierce. Jiang Ning's eyes were fixed on the sword in Xiang Wentian's hand.

At the critical moment, Jiang Ning raised his legs high and turned his body to avoid the attack of the two yellow-robed elders, but at this moment Xiang Wentian's sword had already stabbed at him, and at the same time, the two yellow-robed elders behind him raised their palms to slap him.

Jiang Ning's life is hanging by a thread.

At this critical moment, Jiang Ning's mind was clearer than at any other time. He did not dodge the attack from behind and was attacked by the two yellow-robed elders.

Four palms hit Jiang Ning's back firmly, causing severe pain and a fishy smell rising up his throat, but Jiang Ning's expression remained unchanged.

When Xiang Wentian's sword was about to strike, Jiang Ning thrust the broken sword into the ground, took off the scabbard from his waist and stepped forward.

Seeing Jiang Ning's actions, Xiang Wentian was puzzled, and his expression changed drastically the next second. The mouth of the scabbard in Jiang Ning's hand just happened to be in line with the tip of the sword, and the sword that was originally stabbed out turned back into the sheath.

The long sword was sheathed, and Jiang Ning and Xiang Wentian closed the distance.

Xiang Wentian felt something was wrong and wanted to draw his sword and retreat, but Jiang Ning stepped forward, stretched out his hand, grabbed his wrist and squeezed it hard. With a snap, the bone in his wrist broke. Xiang Wentian's face turned pale and the hand holding the sword loosened unconsciously.

Jiang Ning flashed to Xiang Wentian's right side, and at the same time slapped the scabbard, and the scabbard and the sword turned in a circle in the air.

Jiang Ning stretched out his hand, grasped the hilt of the sword and pulled it out.

Zheng!

The long sword is unsheathed.

"what!!!"

Xiang Wentian let out a shrill scream and an arm flew up.

"To the left!"

The others shouted in shock and were about to rush forward to rescue, but Jiang Ning had already retreated quickly at this moment.

Everyone gathered around him. At this moment, Xiang Wentian's arms were broken by Jiang Ning, and he became a disabled man.

Everyone looked at Jiang Ning not far away in shock and anger.

Jiang Ning was also looking at them.

Boom!

Heavy rain was pouring down, and a flash of lightning streaked across the night sky, illuminating the earth for a moment.

Jiang Ning saw two words engraved on the sword close to the hilt.

"Zhenwu."