The Birth of Tianjiao Chapter 7: The Golden Sword of Righteousness
The winter in Shencheng was very cold, and the earth wrapped its soft and smooth coat tightly around its body, caressing it gently. The cold wind blew by, and the coat was wrapped even tighter.
It has been half a month since Xiaotian came to Jinjianmen Medical Center. There are five rooms in the medical center for patients to live in. When Xiaotian came, the rooms were all empty, so Xiaotian moved into the room on the east side.
Dinner with the servants from Jinjianmen.
In the past half month, five or six patients have come here every three or two days, all suffering from sword injuries.
Xiaotian kept the young woman's advice in mind and just helped apply medicine and bandage and straighten the muscles and bones without saying much.
He was quick with his hands and feet, which saved the young woman a lot of effort.
"Junior sister Qing'er, come and help!" The two men quickly walked into the hospital carrying a stretcher, and a strong smell of blood hit their faces.
The young woman Liu Ruyan quickly walked to the stretcher, "Senior Brother Zhang!" she exclaimed. "Xiaotian, get the golden medicine quickly!"
Xiaotian quickly handed her two bottles of golden medicine. Liu Ruyan's face turned pale, and she hurriedly stopped the bleeding, applied medicine, and sutured the wound with needle and thread.
The two of them worked for more than half an hour before bandaging the patient's wound with medical cloth. Liu Ruyan was panting from exhaustion.
"Senior Brother Zhang is seriously injured and may be in coma for two days. He is not out of danger yet. He can't move back and forth at the moment, so he should be put here with us first." Liu Ruyan said.
The two young men carrying the stretcher looked worried as they carried Senior Brother Zhang on the stretcher into an empty room on the west side of the hospital and gently placed him on the bed.
"Thank you, Junior Sister Liu." After putting the people away, the two of them said goodbye and left without saying much.
Senior Brother Zhang was in a coma for a day and a night and finally woke up. He was extremely weak and could not speak. Xiaotian fed him porridge on weekdays.
In the past few days, three groups of people came to visit, including several elderly people in their fifties. After seeing it, they left angrily.
Two days later, on the second watch of the day, there was a rapid knock on the door. Dugu Xiaotian stopped practicing and rushed to the front hall of the hospital.
"Xiao Tian, there are some wounded in the sect tonight, follow me to the main altar courtyard to help!"
Liu Ruyan greeted Xiaotian and hurried to the main altar courtyard of Jinjianmen with the coming disciples.
The courtyard of the main altar of Jinjianmen is very large, more than sixty feet long and wide. All the disciples usually practice martial arts here.
When Liu Ruyan rushed to the courtyard, there were two groups of people confronting each other in the courtyard. On the left was Jin Linfeng, the master of the Golden Sword Sect, with more than a hundred disciples crowding behind him.
There are also fifty or sixty people on the right. The leader is about fifty years old, with a white face and short beard, and eyes like lightning.
At this time, five or six disciples of the Golden Sword Sect had been seriously injured. She and Xiaotian quickly went over to bandage the wounds of the injured disciples.
"Jin Linfeng, hand over half of the treasure map, otherwise the Golden Sword Gate will be barred today." The white-faced old man said coldly.
"Sima Liang, don't spit on anyone with your blood. Our Golden Sword Sect doesn't have any treasure map!" Jin Linfeng shouted. "You hurt my eldest disciple Zhang Songlin for no reason. Do you really think that my Golden Sword Sect is easy to bully?"
Jin Linfeng slowly pulled out the Wind Chasing Sword from his back, "Let me learn Zuo Zhang's Lingtian sword technique."
Before Sima Liang could answer, an old man in his fifties flashed out to his left, his face as black as coal.
"You are worthy of fighting with my senior brother, so let me, Li Yunsheng of the Guandong faction, fight with you." The black-faced old man pulled out a broad sword and jumped into the field.
Duguxiao also walked to the field, pointed his sword diagonally at the ground, and said in a cold voice: "Please enlighten me!"
Li Yunsheng replied, "Watch the moves!" and stabbed Jin Linfeng's shoulder with his sword. "Dang," Jin Linfeng performed the third style of the Swift Wind Sword Technique, "Willow Breeze", and blocked Li Yunsheng's broad sword.
The two of them exchanged blows very quickly, and in the blink of an eye they had done more than twenty moves.
Dugu Xiaotian watched from the side and secretly wondered, "Why are these two old men's swords so full of flaws? Isn't it a real fight?" Xiaotian didn't know that at this time, he had glimpsed the path of superior martial arts, and his vision was very unusual.
"Go!" After a while, Li Yunsheng's broad sword shook continuously, and he used the "Ling Zhan in the Air" move of Ling Tian Sword Technique. He saw seven or eight sword lights changing, unable to see the reality clearly, and they all rushed towards Jin Linfeng. Jin Linfeng
Startled, the long sword drew a half arc to block it, but it didn't block it.
With a "chi" sound, Li Yunsheng's broad sword stabbed Jin Linfeng's shoulder, and then kicked Jin Linfeng's chest. Jin Linfeng stepped back five steps in a row, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face was as pale as gold paper.
The disciples of the Golden Sword Sect rushed forward to protect the leader, with expressions of grief and anger.
"Let me fight with the Guandong sect!" a tall and thin old man from the Golden Sword Sect yelled and rushed towards Li Yunsheng. More than ten Golden Sword Sect disciples swarmed forward.
Everyone on the Guandong sect was on guard for a long time. Seeing the Tie Family Sect disciples rushing up together, they also jumped forward and took over more than a dozen disciples from the Golden Sword Sect. "Bang, bang, bang!" A chaotic situation suddenly broke out in the courtyard.
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Sima Liang respected his identity and watched with cold eyes.
Although there were many disciples of the Golden Sword Sect, their martial arts skills were far inferior to those of the Guandong Sect disciples. In an instant, they were at a disadvantage. In a matter of seconds, more than a dozen Golden Sword Sect disciples were injured and fell to the ground.
Liu Ruyan helped up an injured Golden Sword Sect disciple and was about to give him the golden medicine. A big man from the Guandong Sect laughed ferociously and stabbed Liu Ruyan in the heart with a sword.
Liu Ruyan couldn't dodge and screamed, sitting down on the ground. Before the long sword reached Liu Ruyan's chest, he stopped, and a small hand like an iron hoop grabbed the big man's wrist. It was Dugu
Seeing that Qingqing was in danger, Xiaotian came to the rescue.
"Hey" the big man quickly used his strength to retract his arm, but he was like a dragonfly shaking a stone pillar, unable to move at all.
"Bang." Dugu Xiaotian's hand tightened, and the big man's long sword fell to the ground. Then he was punched on the shoulder, and he retreated seven or eight steps and fell to the ground.
When seven or eight disciples of the Guandong Sect saw the big man being knocked down, they each wielded their swords and attacked Xiaotian.
Dugu Xiaotian was a little timid at the beginning, but after he was able to use the basic footwork of Zhang Quan, the five steps of bow, horse, servant, empty, and rest, he could move freely among the crowd, and his heart gradually calmed down.
"Stop it quickly, otherwise you won't blame me for offending you!" Dugu Xiaotian said angrily as he dodged the three swords that were thrust at him.
The disciples of the Guandong Sect didn't even talk to each other, but their attacks were a bit ruthless at the same time.
Xiaotian spread out his fists, punched, split, collapsed, penetrated, smashed, "snap bang", his fists hit the shoulders and backs of the Guandong sect disciples. In a moment, eight Guandong sect disciples fell to the ground.
He groaned and couldn't get up anymore.
Dugu Xiaotian stepped forward and helped Liu Ruyan up, "Master Liu, are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Liu Ruyan calmed down in shock. "Xiaotian, be careful!" she exclaimed.
An old man of the Guandong sect rushed out from the diagonal stab and stabbed Dugu Xiaotian in the back of the heart with his sword. Dugu Xiaotian did not turn around, but kicked sideways and hit the old man's wrist. The old man's hand went numb.
He could no longer hold the sword in his hand and was about to retreat when Xiaotian's second slant kick landed on his left shoulder.
"Bang!" The old man was kicked three feet away and fell to the ground unconscious.
Xiao Tian hated that this man made a sneak attack and used 50% of his inner strength on his leg. He was kind-hearted and had fought with everyone before, so in order to reduce casualties, he only used 30% of his strength.
The old man from the Guandong Sect went from sneak attack to falling to the ground in just a flash of lightning. All of a sudden, he shocked the people of the Guandong Sect who were taking action.
"Stop!" Sima Liang, the leader of the Guandong faction, shouted.
The disciples of the Guandong Sect slowly gathered and retreated behind Sima Liang.