Zongzheng has always been quite afraid of Lie Han and Meng Ning'er, but Meng Xuansheng has never allowed Lie Han, the disciple who inherited the mantle, and his godson Meng Ning'er to interfere with the affairs of the Shixie Sect. Only then can he sit firmly as the deputy sect leader.
Of course Zongzheng didn’t know that, in Meng Xuansheng’s view, the Ten Evil Sect was just something that could be thrown away, and martial arts was the only pursuit, so he didn’t want his apprentice and godson to be distracted by chores, so as not to tarnish the heart of martial arts.
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Zongzheng was sitting alone in the Wanhua Building. He had booked the Wanhua Building in order to meet the two underworld gangsters, but he was a little dissatisfied after waiting for so long that the two of them hadn't arrived.
Zong Zheng secretly thought in his heart: "Although these two people are somewhat famous, they have both committed major crimes recently and offended the Ghost King Xu Ruoyi. Without the protection of the Ten Evil Sects, how can they resist the pursuit of the Ghost King's Mansion? This is what they want.
Why did I dare not come for so long unless I begged them? Is there no way to bully me?"
Zong Zheng was just thinking about how to give these two gangsters some power when he suddenly heard a soft knock outside the door and someone walked in. He looked happy and was about to greet the person, but his face suddenly changed and he shouted in a low voice: "
Meng Ning'er, why are you here?"
Meng Ning'er said nonchalantly: "Why can't I come? Are you waiting for someone?"
Zong Zheng sneered and said: "It's not your turn to take care of what I want to do. Meng Xuansheng didn't ask you to be the young sect leader. Don't think that just because you are the godson of the sect leader, you will definitely be able to take over."
Master ten evil sects."
Meng Ning'er smiled slightly and said: "I didn't think so. I just came here to tell you that I just met two people who didn't like me outside and I killed them. Or maybe these two people were with me.
You have some connections, so just come in and talk."
Zong Zheng's face changed drastically. He didn't even need to ask about the details of the appearance of the two people. He was sure that the people Meng Ning'er killed must be the two underworld gangsters he was waiting for. Ever since Meng Ning'er entered the door, there was a hint of something.
Ruowu's killing intent firmly locked his soul.
Meng Ning'er's marksmanship and martial arts were praised by everyone in the Ten Evil Sects. Although Zongzheng didn't think that Meng Ning'er could beat him, he did not dare to underestimate this fourteen-year-old boy.
He shouted sternly: "How do you want to be treated?"
Meng Ning'er suddenly flipped her hands, and the three iron rods were connected together as if by magic, turning into a two-foot-long spear. The spear turned into a python, and went straight to Zongzheng's chest like lightning.
Meng Ning'er's laughter was heard in the gunfire, and she shouted nonchalantly: "Of course I want to kill you!"
Zongzheng didn't know why Meng Ning'er came to kill him, but at this time, he had no time to explain or scold Meng Ning'er because Meng Ning'er's marksmanship had already wrapped him up in the force of the gun.
Zong Zheng's martial arts skills were also extremely extraordinary. A short sword with silver light flew out of his sleeves, and he blocked seven strikes in a row. He hit the head of Zhang Er's spear with perfect accuracy, killing Meng Ning'er like a shower of spears.
The momentum opened up a gap.
Zongzheng did not hesitate and retreated. He was good at throwing knives, so he naturally needed to keep a sufficient distance to fully demonstrate his talents.
Just when he moved his body, Meng Ning'er's two-foot-long spear suddenly condensed. The boundless force of the spear locked Zong Zheng's spirit, letting him know that if he insisted on retreating, he would definitely face Meng Ning'er's earth-shattering and ferocious attack.
A blow from a horse.
Zong Zheng let out a long sigh and slashed his sword with his backhand. The sword was as bright as lightning. In the most unlikely situation, he actually fought back. He was also a fierce character who had been in the world for many years. He had killed many black and white people with his flying knife skills.
A hero of the Tao, this sword's energy and spirit were unified, and it struck exactly where Meng Ning'er's spear was about to show its power, with perfect timing.
At the moment when the swords and guns were fighting, Meng Ning'er's mouth suddenly showed a hint of ridicule, his Zhang Er spear suddenly disappeared, and the power on Zong Zheng's sword was like a vast ocean.
"Qiankun borrows strength to counterattack!"
Meng Ning'er used the ultimate killing move among Huo Gan Hundred Strikes, which was a little less fierce than Meng Xuansheng's, but a little more weird. This is the completely different difference between their personalities.
Zongzheng missed a move and had no chance to come back. He borrowed the powerful Zhang Er spear from his sword. In a thousandth of an instant, it seemed to fly out of nothingness and penetrated Zongzheng fiercely. On the left side of his chest, the strength remained and he was firmly pinned to the wall.
Zong Zheng had a fierce temper. He spat out a mouthful of blood and shouted viciously: "If you kill me, the sect master will never spare you!"
At this time, he knew that the situation was over. He usually prided himself on his martial arts skills, but he did not expect that under the hands of this fourteen-year-old boy, he was completely defeated without even being able to survive five moves. But Zongzheng was unwilling to say anything, and his tone was quite intimidating. Meaning.
Meng Ning'er put her hands behind her back, not even looking at Zong Zheng who was nailed to the wall by a gunshot, and said calmly: "My foster father will never punish me, because killing you is an order from his old man, and he still asked me Tell me, who sent you to be an undercover agent in the Ten Evil Sect? At the same time, he also said something to me: If a young boy like Zong Zheng can scheme against me, Meng Xuansheng will no longer be the famous evil king."
Zong Zheng, who had been stern and angry just now, was immediately deflated by Meng Ning'er's bluff. He muttered to himself: "How did the master know that I was an undercover agent?"
Meng Ning'er showed a sarcastic look and said lightly: "If you want others to know, you have to do it yourself! What's more, with your ability, how can you hide it from my adoptive father? If you explain carefully, I might be able to give you some advice. It's a pleasure for you, but if you don't want to tell me, just try my very evil methods of torture."
Zongzheng's face changed slightly, and when he was about to pull out the Zhang Er spear on his shoulder, he was suddenly punched in the lower abdomen.
Meng Ning'er's punch was as hot as fire, it was the purest Huogan Qi. With just one blow, all of Zong Zheng's Qi was dispersed, making him unable to commit suicide even if he wanted to.
"Good trick, I have always underestimated you, thinking you were just a child..."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Zongzheng said miserably: "One wrong move and I lose the whole game! You have ruined my martial arts. I will never be able to set foot in the martial arts world again. Ants are greedy for life. I am willing to trade one thing with you for my remaining life. If you don't Ken, then just kill me, no matter what method you use, I will not say a word."
Meng Ning'er couldn't help but show an interesting smile and said lightly: "What kind of bargaining chips can you bring?"
Zongzheng patted his waist, pulled off his belt, threw it over, and said: "There is a Moon God Sword Technique here, which was given by the forces behind me. All my martial arts also come from this. Although I am not yours. Opponent, but this Luna Sword Technique was passed down from Japan and was mastered by Luna Souji, the top master of the shogunate. The powerful execution cannot be defeated by Meng Sect Master’s hundreds of fire blows.”