Ling Jing stood alone on the stone steps of the mountain road. Behind him were Lan Fenghuang and others, as well as all his subordinates, who were about a few feet away from him. This made his figure even more lonely.
"With Linglong's martial arts, as long as she knows that I am not practicing the "Yi Jin Jing" in the Shaolin Temple, she will be able to escape. But where did the Shaolin Temple hide her?"
Ling Jing stood quietly on the stone steps, looking at the road up the mountain with a cold expression.
Within a moment, several very light footsteps came from the top of the mountain road. Although the sound was soft, the rhythm was very fast. Ling Jing's eyes flashed, and he knew that it must be some real masters coming down from the mountain.
Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng looked at the corpses and blood everywhere with pity in their eyes, but the remaining leaders looked very angry because many of the corpses on the ground were their disciples, but after this battle,
But they can only return to the sect with their ashes.
"Boy, you have such a vicious heart!" A skinny old Taoist priest looked at Ling Jing with cold eyes, carrying two swords on his back, and a hint of murderous intent on his face.
The heads of the remaining sects also had cold looks on their faces, with aggressive expressions on their faces.
"Are you Li Jingyan of the Kunlun Sect?" Ling Jing looked at the old Taoist priest and said calmly: "Is your junior brother Zhao Jingxu dead? Did he tell you that your Kunlun Sect's unique skill "Zhengliangyi Sword Technique" has been
You were completely broken by me, and in the end your junior brother actually ran away with his tail between his legs?"
"You kid is talking nonsense!" Li Jingyan's expression changed, but he felt really uneasy in his heart. In fact, Zhao Jingxu had told him about this a long time ago, but he himself found it hard to believe that the best swordsmanship in his sect could actually be
Will be broken by a young man less than twenty years old.
If you say this kind of thing, wouldn't it make people laugh and make others look down on the Kunlun sect?
Faintly, Li Jingyan even noticed that the leaders of several sects around him were looking at him a little strangely. He didn't know if it was his imagination or if it was true.
Seeing that Li Jingyan didn't dare to answer, Ling Jing chuckled and turned around again, looking at a woman among the people in front of him. He saw that her face was pale, her eyes were staring at him, and her lips were trembling slightly. She thought she was talking about him.
It must be very disappointing to go to the Shaolin Temple and slaughter the righteous disciples.
Ling Jing still couldn't say a word after all. He glanced at the faces of Yue Buqun, Tianmen Taoist, Yu Canghai and other leaders of the various sects, but when he saw that almost all of them looked like they wanted to kill him.
With a look on his face, he immediately sneered and said: "I know you want revenge! But you'd better understand the current situation first. As long as I give an order, tens of thousands of horses on this mountain will flatten Shaoshi Mountain. Don't think it's me.
Please come out and talk."
He continued word for word: "It's best for you to understand one thing. I'm giving you a chance!"
"You!" All the usually aloof leaders were furious, and some people had already pressed the hilts of their swords. However, seeing the evil masters all over the mountains and plains under the moonlight, they still did not dare to do anything rashly.
"You guys know each other!" A trace of irony appeared on Ling Jing's face, and then he saluted Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Chongxu, and said seriously: "Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Chongxu, both of them are the best in the martial arts world.
Reputable senior master, I rashly led people to the mountain to surround the temple today, just hoping that the master can release my friend. If the master really has a Bodhisattva heart and cannot bear the blood flowing like a river on the Shaoshi Mountain, please ask the master
It can help the younger generation."
"Amitabha, it's a sin." Master Fang Zheng always said with a look of compassion on his face since he came down from the mountain: "The young hero massacred on Shaoshi Mountain this time. Although it was for a reason, it was a bit too cruel.
.In the past, I saw that although the young hero looked violent, he was not so angry. These dead people, whether they were disciples of the right path or friends of the wrong path, were all living lives. However, because of the young hero's actions,
He died in vain outside the Shaolin Temple. How can you bear this, young hero?"
After finishing speaking, he and Fang Sheng clasped their hands together and recited the scriptures silently, as if to save the souls of the dead.
Ning Zhong, who was on the side, swayed slightly, then forced himself to stand still, but his eyes were in a daze.
Ling Jing didn't notice anything strange about Ning Zhongze, and just said lightly: "Life and death, everything has its own destiny. There is a saying in Buddhism that tomorrow's cause will sow today's result. If the master can release my friend early, why bother?
Lead these many friends up the mountain to make trouble."
Master Fang Zheng let out a long sigh, but heard Taoist Master Chongxu say: "Little brother, I told you before that although Miss Ren was left in the Shaolin Temple, there was nothing in the Shaolin Temple to embarrass her. It's just that.
Because she killed several disciples of the Shaolin and Kunlun sects in succession, and also acted viciously, Master Fang Zheng kept her in the temple, hoping to use Buddhism to resolve the violence in her body. In short, all this is just for Miss Ren.
There are benefits, no harm.”
Ling Jing looked at Taoist Chongxu and said with burning eyes: "But is she willing to stay here?"
Taoist Master Chongxu was silent, but suddenly he heard an impatient voice saying: "What nonsense are you talking to this boy? When have we, the righteous people in the world, ever been afraid of these evil heretics? How can he, a young boy, compare to Master Fang Zheng?"
Are Taoist Master Chongxu and Taoist Master Chongxu better in martial arts? As long as we capture him, these monsters will naturally go down the mountain."
"Yu Xiaozi, what, do you want to teach me something?" Ling Jing looked at the short Yu Canghai coldly. This despicable villain had an ugly appearance, and the two rat whiskers around his mouth made this man even more wretched. He didn't know.
How on earth did this old boy become the head of the Qingcheng Sect with such a dignified appearance?
"Humph!" Yu Canghai snorted coldly and said, "With Master Fang Zheng and Taoist Chongxu in front, I naturally don't dare to show my shame." Although the words were very beautiful, anyone could hear a hint of timidity in them.
meaning.
"Really?" Ling Jing smiled faintly and said, "But today I want to ask Guanzhu Yu for a few tips to see if your Qingcheng sect's "Heart-Destroying Palm" is really as powerful as the rumors say.
Wipe out all the "Fuwei Escort Agency" in Fuzhou."
Although Yu Canghai's secret murder of Lin Zhennan's family was not widely known in the world, it was rumored by everyone present. When Ling Jing said this, no one took action to stop him.
He seemed to want to watch the fire from the other side.
As Ling Jing finished speaking, his feet suddenly moved forward, and he used the magical footwork in "Divine Movements" to quickly sweep towards Yu Canghai's side. When he got closer, Yu Canghai still couldn't react, and saw a
Cut the palm of your hand towards the artery in your neck.
"This kid is so fast!" He was startled in his heart, and quickly turned around. His Qingcheng sect's Qinggong was indeed unique, and this response was not unpleasant. The leaders of several sects around him were also surprised.
They were all secretly surprised, and thought to themselves, the movement skills of these two people are really not simple, and the footwork of the little thief of the devil is even more amazing. If I fight against him, I must be very careful about his movement skills.
Yu Canghai retreated very quickly, but Ling Jing was faster than him. After striking out with a palm, he suddenly let out a laugh. It turned out that this was just a feint. His foot suddenly made a mistake, and he flashed behind Yue Canghai like a fleeting glimpse. He performed the same trick again.
, and struck the top of his head with a palm.
His movements were so weird that everyone present felt a little numb. Even a first-rate master like Yu Canghai, who had practiced Qingcheng School's superior Qinggong, couldn't resist it. He just turned halfway and palmed his hand.
The wind has cut off the bun on his head.
"Young hero, please show mercy."
In the end, Master Fang Zheng was so compassionate that he couldn't bear to kill Yu Canghai. With a wrong step, his skinny body swept out like the wind. His speed was actually a minute faster than Ling Jing. He raised his right palm slightly, and suddenly there was a majestic wave.
The force hit Ling Jing's right arm.
"As expected, he is indeed the number one master of the righteous path!" This force was so strong that even Ling Jing had to admire the old monk's skill. He quickly transformed his right palm into a push and faced him.
"bump!"
There was a muffled sound out of thin air, and the strong wind spread in all directions, causing the clothes of several people around to swing. Yu Canghai even fell out several steps in embarrassment, with his hair disheveled.
Yu Canghai finally stopped himself, his face turned red, and he glared at Ling Jing with anger in his eyes.
But Ling Jing ignored him and just looked at Master Fang Zheng with a solemn expression.
In fact, after the competition just now, anyone can see that Guanzhu Yu of the Qingcheng Sect has almost no power to fight back in front of this kid, but Yu Canghai’s martial arts is comparable to that of the Beggar Clan, Emei, Kunlun, Beggar Clan, etc.
In fact, the difference between the leaders is not too big. If a few of them were replaced, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to get anything good.
"This guy is really good at it!"
The leaders of several sects all showed fear in their eyes, but Yue Buqun frowned slightly and remained silent.
"Master, as long as you release my friend now, you will take them down the mountain immediately and never disturb your temple again. I wonder what Master wants?" Ling Jing asked in a deep voice.
"This...actually..." Master Fang Zheng was about to say something, when suddenly he heard a voice shouting from the woods: "Master, don't agree to this evil thief with evil intentions!
"
Following the sharp shouts, a dark figure quickly jumped in front of everyone, but it was Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan Sect.
After Zuo Lengchan landed, he slowly turned around, looked at Ling Jing with a cold face, and said: "Boy, I didn't kill you that day. It was the biggest mistake in my life. I let you kill us today."
What a comrade."
There was a cold murderous intent in his eyes, as if he had some deep grudge against Ling Jing.
"Kill me?" Ling Jing looked at Zuo Lengchan and frowned slightly, then said: "Can you kill me?" He naturally knew why Zuo Lengchan hated him so much. After all, it was the Fujian group that completely disrupted his plan.
, this allowed the Hengshan Sect to survive. (To be continued.)