The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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Xiang Wentian drew his sword again, and the six yellow-robed elders attacked from different directions simultaneously.

Surrounded by enemies on all sides, Jiang Ning glanced around, then leaped away from the area and jumped to a spot not far away.

But before he even landed, a master warrior thrust his spear forward, the tip gleaming with silver light.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Ning twisted his body, spun twice in the air, and landed on the spearhead with one foot.

The skilled marksman charged relentlessly, the gun instantly bending like a full moon.

Bang!

The expert gripped the butt of the gun, turned around, and used the momentum to kick the front of the gun. Jiang Ning raised his foot, and the gun tip burst out of the ground. The gun instantly went straight, drawing a silver arc. If someone couldn't dodge in time, they would be torn to pieces.

Jiang Ning had previously used a gun to dismember a master when he was ambushed in Pingyu Town; it was the same move he used.

Jiang Ning had anticipated this, and as he lifted his foot, he took a step back and sidestepped. The gun barrel swept upwards along his front, and as it passed Jiang Ning's waist, Jiang Ning suddenly reached out and grabbed the gun barrel, intending to take it away. The expert gunner reacted very quickly and immediately turned the gun barrel. Jiang Ning frowned, withdrew his hand, and stepped back.

This unknown gun expert is indeed quite skilled in martial arts.

Those who came to hunt him down this time were not ordinary people; each of them had rich combat experience.

After a brief exchange of two moves, Jiang Ning attempted to retreat.

There are too many of these people. It's unwise to fight them head-on. He might be able to kill a few or more, but the most likely outcome would be that he would die here.

Only by retreating first and then engaging in a protracted battle can we have the opportunity to defeat them one by one.

However, although Jiang Ning had this idea, none of the people who besieged him this time were mediocre, and the lineup was unprecedentedly strong. There had never been a precedent in the martial arts world of twenty-one first-class masters besieging one person. Jiang Ning was unique in this regard.

Even though he had the idea of ​​stalling, these experts were all seasoned veterans and there was no way they would let him use his advantages. As soon as Jiang Ning was about to break free, Xiang Wentian, the six yellow-robed elders, and the other experts all surrounded him.

call out!

Xiang Wentian drew his sword and charged forward.

Among those present, he and Jiang Ning harbored the deepest hatred, and his desire to kill Jiang Ning was the strongest.

Jiang Ning had realized that the sword in his hand was no ordinary weapon, but better than the Gentleman's Sword. The Gentleman's Sword was given to him by his master Yue Buqun, and Jiang Ning did not want it to break here, so he tried to avoid contact with the other's sword.

At the same time, all the other experts rushed up.

With a wave of her hand, Lan Fenghuang released a green mist.

……

when!when!when!

The sounds of intense fighting echoed through the bamboo forest.

call out!

Jiang Ning swept away the incoming sword with a single stroke, but involuntarily took two steps back.

At this moment, Xiang Wentian and the others surrounded him and stopped attacking.

There were just three more corpses on the ground.

The moon rises above the clouds.

The rain has not stopped.

Boom!

A clap of thunder sounded in the sky, and the rain, which had been lessening, intensified again.

It was raining heavily.

Jiang Ning stood in the center of the crowd, sword in hand.

His clothes were tattered, and he had several sword wounds on his body.

This injury was caused by the sword in Xiang Wentian's hand.

In the battle just now, the six yellow-robed elders cooperated well and caused Jiang Ning a lot of trouble. They not only restricted Jiang Ning's escape, but also created many opportunities for Xiang Wentian, which is why Jiang Ning was injured.

Moreover, the Gentleman's Sword in his hand had blocked several fatal attacks for him during the battle, but the blade had several nicks, all caused by Xiang Wentian's sword.

The sword wounds on his body varied in depth. The deepest one was a sword wound on his back, diagonally from his shoulder to his waist, which almost split him in two. Another one was a sword wound on his chest, so deep that the bone was visible.

However, even though Jiang Ning's injuries were severe at this point, they were not actually fatal. Instead, he seized an opportunity to kill three of the twenty-one people who were attacking him, leaving only eighteen of them.

Everyone looked at Jiang Ning, who stood with his sword in hand, with solemn expressions. Although they knew that Jiang Ning was injured and could not move as well as before, they still did not rush up to him immediately.

After a while.

Xiang Wentian made a move.

The others then went up.

The group clashed again.

The six yellow-robed elders kept creating opportunities for Xiang Wentian. Jiang Ning had no choice but to use the Gentleman's Sword to block Xiang Wentian's fatal blow, but the blade of the Gentleman's Sword had more and more nicks.

call out!

Xiang Wentian slashed his sword, sweeping across Jiang Ning's throat.

Jiang Ning held his sword horizontally in front of him.

when!

It was the sound of a sword breaking.

The Gentleman's Sword was cut in two; one piece was in Jiang Ning's hand, and the other piece fell to the ground.

Jiang Ning's pupils contracted as he looked at the broken sword on the ground.

"This sword has been with me for more than ten years. Since I cannot be by your side, take my sword and let it fight alongside you."

Jiang Ning looked at these people. Even though his expression hadn't changed at all when he was surrounded and attacked before, Jiang Ning now looked even colder, and his obsidian eyes seemed to be stained with a hint of blood.

Xiang Wentian's expression turned slightly serious upon seeing this.

For some reason, although he had destroyed the opponent's sword and Jiang Ning was covered in injuries, Xiang Wentian felt that Jiang Ning was in even greater danger than before.

One expert thrust forward with his sword, while another person lunged from the side to grab Jiang Ning and restrict his movements.

when!

Jiang Ning dodged the sword with a quick movement, then turned his gaze to the other side where someone was lunging and slamming into him.

In a flash, Jiang Ning took the scabbard from his waist and held it horizontally in front of the man's chest. With a twist of his wrist, he restrained the man's hands with the scabbard and then pulled sharply.

Jiang Ning used too much force, pulling the man forward and causing him to lose his balance. Jiang Ning glanced at the man's lower body, raised his leg, and delivered a low sweep kick to the man's ankle, sending him spinning in mid-air.

Jiang Ning seized the opportunity, stomped his foot on the ground, turned around, twisted his hips, and delivered a powerful twisting kick to the right side of the man's abdomen.

The top-notch expert, who was in mid-air, tried to adjust his posture, but was suddenly struck hard on the right side of his abdomen. His eyes snapped open in anger, and his body flew backward, crashing into a patch of bamboo behind him. He tumbled five or six times before stopping.

"Wow!"

The unknown top-tier expert suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with fragments of internal organs.

His face was contorted with extreme pain.

Jiang Ning's twisting kick was so powerful that it crippled him.

He could already feel his internal organs being kicked out of their proper places.

A sharp pain shot through his abdomen, and the top-tier expert curled up on the ground in agony.

Jiang Ning, who had delivered the kick, didn't look in his direction again, because others were already attacking him.

call out!

A strong wind blew from behind.

Jiang Ning didn't turn his head, but stepped to the side and made way for him. The next second, a master brushed past him from behind, and the two were less than a meter apart.

Unexpectedly, his sneak attack was anticipated. The top expert was shocked and unconsciously looked to the side, where he met Jiang Ning's obsidian-like eyes.

He could already see a smile curving up the corners of Jiang Ning's mouth.

Chapter 438: Sword (Bonus Chapter 5, May 26)

With his right hand gripping the sword and planted in the ground, Jiang Ning leaned back slightly and reached out to grab the man's nape, squeezing hard with his five fingers to stop him from lunging forward.

With the back of his neck gripped as if his lifeline had been seized, the expert dared not make any rash moves.

But Jiang Ning had no scruples at this moment. He looked left and right at Xiang Wentian and the others who were rushing over from both sides. Jiang Ning grabbed the man and charged forward with his feet, spinning him around continuously. The man was so dizzy and disoriented that he was no longer a threat.

Jiang Ning was about to break through the encirclement when the Four Immortals of Peach Valley, Shangguan Yun, and Lan Fenghuang surrounded him.

Jiang Ning tightened his grip, then lifted the person in his hand and flung him violently towards the old man and Zu Qianqiu.

Seeing that the projectile was coming from their own side, the old man and Zu Qianqiu quickly retreated, but their expressions 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.

The smell of blood reached 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 reeked of it. He had already reached the old man and with a flick of his wrist, the broken Gentleman's Sword became like a dagger in his hand. Jiang Ning held the broken sword and slashed it across the old man's throat.

"Old man!!"

Zu Qianqiu opened his eyes wide.

The old man seemed to be terrified by Jiang Ning, remaining motionless, the broken sword about to slit his throat in the next second.

However, at that very moment, Xiang Wentian thrust his sword forward again, forcing Jiang Ning to block it. The old man was thus given a chance to survive and quickly retreated, though his retreat was somewhat unusual.

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

"Old man, are you okay?"

Zu Qianqiu ran over.

The old man, who had run far away, was still in shock, and his already ugly face became even more disfigured.

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

Zu Qianqiu shouted, "What were you staring at just now! If it weren't for Envoy Xiang's timely rescue, you would be dead by now!"

"I……"

The old man remained silent.

He didn't know why, but he was originally going to avoid it. However, the moment he met Jiang Ning's eyes, he was momentarily stunned and almost got killed.

He didn't know why this was happening, but that look in his eyes made even this unorthodox person feel uneasy.

He was terrified.

Although the old man was unwilling to admit it, that was the truth.

Jiang Ning has only been in the martial arts world for a few years, but he has killed countless people, both famous and unknown, skilled and unskilled. Even Jiang Ning himself can't remember how many people he has killed. Perhaps even he doesn't know that his eyes are different when he kills people. Even a master like the old man was stunned for a second, as if his soul had been captured.

Only by getting up close to Jiang Ning can one truly feel the oppressive force emanating from those chilling eyes.

"All right."

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

“Be careful, don’t be distracted again. Ning Yanwang is no ordinary person. Facing him is extremely dangerous. You could be killed if you’re not careful. If you’re distracted again like before, even if Xiang Zuoshi can’t save you a second time, I can’t save you either. He’s already seriously injured. If we join forces, we can wear him down. Once we kill him, we can report back 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 short time the two were chatting, Jiang Ning and Xiang Wentian had already clashed again.

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

Of the twenty-one experts on Xiang Wentian's side, five have either died or been seriously injured, leaving only sixteen with fighting ability. The losses are considerable.

boom!

A burly man swung two hammers down with a mighty crash.

Jiang Ning sidestepped, and the burly man's double hammers slammed into the ground with a dull thud, splashing mud and water everywhere.