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

The old man looked at him in horror when he heard this.

"You...who are you?"

Seeing how he made killing sound so easy, the old man felt that these three people were not as simple as they seemed.

Linghu Chong chuckled and said, "We are all good people."

"Isn't he going to the village entrance? Let's go and take a look."

Jiang Ning took a look at the corpse and then walked out.

"Yes, senior brother."

Lin Pingzhi followed.

Seeing the two men walk out, Linghu Chong said to the old man and his son, "Old man, you guys come with me."

After saying that, Linghu Chong also followed. The old man and his son looked at each other, and they both saw that the other was terrified, but they had no choice but to quickly follow.

It was already very late at this time, but the entrance to the village was very busy and full of people. There were more than twenty people on horseback, holding knives and shouting at the villagers.

"We really can't afford the food."

An old man was begging in front of one of the bandits. The old man was the village chief and the bandit was the leader of these people.

The bandit leader's face turned grim upon hearing this and he put the knife directly on his neck.

"I don't care about you. If you can't hand over the food, I will massacre your village."

After hearing these words, many villagers were so scared that they kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Boss, almost everyone in this village has arrived."

A bandit said to the leader.

At this time, hundreds of villagers were standing at the entrance of the village.

The chief looked at the villagers, nodded, and suddenly exclaimed.

"Why is one of our people missing?"

Upon hearing this, the bandit looked around and said, "Boss, Xiao Liuzi hasn't arrived yet."

The leader cursed: "Where is he? Where did he go?"

The bandit said, "He went to the west of the village to call the villagers over there."

Upon hearing this, the leader pointed a knife at the villagers.

"Which of you live in the west of the village? Have you seen our brothers?"

The crowd was in panic and no one spoke.

"Oh shit."

The chief cursed and was about to start a fight, but suddenly he stopped and several people came from the west of the village.

"Ok?"

When the leader saw the clothes and appearance of Jiang Ning and the other two, he exclaimed.

"Where are you from? You are not from this village, right? You guys are from the west of the village, where are our brothers?"

Seeing so many bandits, the old man and his son were so scared that their faces turned pale, and they didn't even wait for the two men to answer.

"kill."

Jiang Ning looked at these people expressionlessly and uttered a word softly.

Whoosh!

Lin Pingzhi drew his sword and attacked.

when!when!when!

The sounds of weapons striking each other were heard, followed by three screams, and three bandits fell off their horses without a sound.

The other bandits were shocked when they saw it.

The leader shouted angrily: "Damn it, he dared to kill our people, chop him up!"

The other bandits rushed towards Lin Pingzhi.

Lin Pingzhi drew his sword and rushed forward.

when!

With a sideways slash of the knife, Lin Pingzhi dodged and cut the throat, killing the man instantly.

when!when!when!

Lin Pingzhi's figure was strange. He shuttled among the bandits and killed several people in the blink of an eye.

puff!

Lin Pingzhi pierced the heart with his sword, then drew his sword and retreated. A gust of wind blew behind him, and Lin Pingzhi retreated rapidly without even looking back. At the same time, he turned his wrist and changed the sword's grip from a forward grip to a reverse grip and stabbed it backwards, piercing the chest of the person behind him.

puff!

Lin Pingzhi drew his sword, and blood splashed out. A few drops of blood splashed onto his face, adding a bit of weirdness to his handsome features.

The bandits behind him fell down.

Everyone was shocked, especially the remaining bandits. They had never expected that Lin Pingzhi, who looked like a woman, could be so cruel in killing people and slaughter them like chickens and dogs.

The remaining bandits fled.

Just as Lin Pingzhi was about to chase after him, Jiang Ning, who had not taken any action in the distance, kicked out, and more than a dozen stones were kicked out, smashing towards him with a sound of breaking wind.

puff!puff!puff!

Muffled sounds rang out one after another, and the bandits who were fleeing on horseback fell down one after another, twitching a few times and then becoming motionless.

Only one bandit was hit in the shoulder, and the huge force knocked him to the ground, rolling on the ground and screaming in pain.

"Ouch."

The bandit hugged his shoulders and cried out in pain.

When the villagers saw so many bandits fall, they were panicked for a moment. Only Linghu Chong, Lin Pingzhi and the old man and his family who received them understood what had happened.

The old man looked at Jiang Ning and the other two in horror. He didn't expect that these three seemingly harmless people would kill people without blinking an eye. Especially Jiang Ning, who didn't even do anything. He just kicked the ground and the bandits died.

Linghu Chong looked at Jiang Ning in surprise.

Jiang Ning's move just now really surprised him.

Yue Buqun had told them before that Taoist internal energy was so deep that even flying flowers and plucking leaves could hurt people, but it was not so easy to achieve great internal energy. However, Jiang Ning's performance just now clearly showed that his internal energy had already reached this level.

Linghu Chong thought about it and felt that he couldn't do it.

But he didn't care. It was well known that Jiang Ning was a martial arts master, and his internal strength was so deep that few people in the world could match it.

"Huh? There's still one alive?"

Linghu Chong noticed that a bandit in the distance was still screaming in pain.

The rest of the bandits died from stones piercing the back of their heads, but this bandit was only injured in the shoulder. This was certainly not Jiang Ning's fault, but he wanted to keep one alive for questioning.

"I'll ask."

As soon as Linghu Chong stepped forward, before he could ask any questions, he saw that the bandit who had been screaming in pain just now was now motionless. Linghu Chong took a look and saw that he was bleeding from all seven orifices and had a terrified expression on his face.

Linghu Chong raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Huh? Scared to death?"

Linghu Chong snorted and turned back, saying with a smile as he walked: "Don't be afraid, everyone. These bandits are all dead."

The villagers looked at him in fear. The old man was shocked and asked, "Who... who are you?"

Linghu Chong chuckled and said, "Old man, I've already said that we are all good people."

Chapter 487: It’s the Time to Cultivate the Mind (Additional Update 2/2 for Lin Feng who likes Lung Gold Grass)

nice guy?

The old man was so scared that he almost cried.

Whose good person is so cruel? Whose good person kills without blinking an eye?

The old man's heart was pounding.

"Junior brother, that man was scared to death."

Linghu Chong walked over and said at this time.

"You're already scared to death before anything happens. How can you be a bandit with such courage?"

Linghu Chong smacked his lips.

Jiang Ning was also somewhat helpless.

He thought that since these bandits came to the village to rob, they must have a lair. He planned to leave one person alive to ask where their lair was. However, he didn't expect that the man was so timid and was actually scared to death.

"It's a disaster, it's a disaster."

Some villagers who had recovered saw this scene as if the sky had fallen and started crying.

Lin Pingzhi was puzzled: "They were all bandits. Now they are all dead. Why is there still trouble?"

Lin Pingzhi had just killed many bandits, leaving fear in the hearts of the villagers. When they heard him speak, some villagers shrank their heads in fear and said, "Sir, you don't know that these bandits have their own nests. Now that these people are dead, if they don't go back before dawn, there will definitely be more bandits coming to our village tomorrow. When they get angry, maybe our entire village will be massacred."

A middle-aged village woman sat down on the ground and cried loudly.

"It's over. We are all finished."

Her cries also caused panic among other villagers, leading to a chorus of wailing.

A villager cried out, "You...you three are not from our village. If you kill someone and run away, you will be fine. We will be the ones to suffer."

The others also looked at the old man and his son: "Old man Li, these three people were recruited by your family. Now they have brought so much trouble to our village. We are all going to be killed by you!"

Lin Pingzhi didn't expect that after he killed these bandits, these villagers not only did not thank him, but instead blamed them. Such words made Lin Pingzhi's chest heave violently and his face flushed.

Jiang Ning's face was calm.