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

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Liu Qin said at this moment.

Jiang Ning shared the same idea; his target was those twenty-odd experts.

"it is good."

Zhang Quandao had no objections whatsoever.

Without much delay, Jiang Ning carried a jar of wine that had already been laced with medicine towards Master Mo's tent.

Tonight was no different from any other night. As Jiang Ning passed by the camps, the people there still didn't react much, except for the occasional complaints about not having any wine.

"I am honored by the Holy Envoy's favor in appointing me to oversee the siege of Mount Hua. Although I am not very capable, I will certainly not fail the Holy Envoy's trust."

As soon as they left Master Mo's tent, they heard Master Mo's voice.

"I am deeply grateful for everyone's support during this period."

Mr. Mo raised his wine glass and addressed the crowd.

"Don't worry, everyone, I will never risk your lives like Sima Da did,"

"As long as I, Lao Jia, am alive, I will not let my brothers die in vain!"

"Don't worry, Lao Jia, we all support you."

"You're much better than that Sima Da thing."

The crowd echoed their sentiments, and some even shouted.

"Old Jia, where's the treasured wine you mentioned? Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

Mr. Mo chuckled and said, "I have already ordered someone to fetch it; it will be here shortly."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning called out from outside.

"Master Jia, your wine is here."

"Come in."

The voice of Mr. Mo could be heard coming from inside.

Jiang Ning lifted the curtain and entered the tent. More than twenty people were sitting at the table drinking, and there were empty wine jars on the ground.

"Master Jia, this is the wine you ordered."

Jiang Ning walked up to Mr. Mo and picked up the wine jar.

Looking at Jiang Ning, who had changed his clothes, Mr. Mo asked, "Is everything arranged?"

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "Master Jia, you mentioned before that the weather was freezing cold and instructed us to deliver wine to each camp so that the brothers could warm themselves up. We have already done so."

"Good for you, Lao Jia, you're a true friend."

A burly man laughed upon hearing this.

"Stop talking nonsense and pour us the wine to have a taste."

Another person was already shouting.

Mr. Mo was not angry and waved to Jiang Ning.

"Pour the wine for everyone."

"Yes."

Jiang Ning nodded, walked to the person closest to him, lifted the lid, and began pouring wine for everyone.

"This is a fine wine that I've treasured for decades. I originally planned to drink it with my brother after we conquered Mount Hua, but... alas..."

As Mr. Mo spoke, his expression darkened.

"The dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences, Mr. Jia."

Seeing him like this, the others also offered their comfort.

"Once we destroy the Huashan Sect and avenge the Holy Maiden, your brother can rest in peace."

As everyone was talking, Jiang Ning poured wine for each person, and soon it was the last one.

The last person was a middle-aged woman in a striking red dress. She was quite attractive and her face was flushed from drinking. When she saw Jiang Ning pouring her a drink, she glanced at Jiang Ning's face and then froze.

"Hey, you're quite handsome, young man."

The middle-aged woman's eyes were glazed over as she reached out and touched Jiang Ning's face.

"Hahaha, the Poison Widow can't stand being alone again."

Upon seeing this, a rough-looking man burst into laughter, then downed the wine in his bowl in one gulp. A few seconds later, he fell asleep immediately, muttering something before drifting off.

"This wine has a strong aftereffect."

"Are you sure you can handle this? How come you spilled it after just one bowl?"

The person sitting next to him laughed when he saw this.

"I'd like to see how much staying power it has."

After saying that, the man also downed the wine in his bowl in one gulp, and collapsed to the ground a few seconds later.

"Ha ha ha ha."

The others burst into laughter, drank the wine Jiang Ning had poured for them, and collapsed to the ground one after another.

"Something's wrong! There's something wrong with this wine!"

Upon seeing this, a middle-aged man dressed as a wealthy man's pupils contracted sharply. He quickly smashed the bowl on the ground and stood up.

"Don't drink it! There's something wrong with this wine!"

What kind of wine would make you drunk after just one bowl? Everyone here is a master; it's impossible for them not to be able to handle even one bowl of wine.

But by the time this person realized it, it was too late. Of the people present, only a few others had not yet drunk alcohol, while the rest had collapsed to the ground. A few others, not completely unconscious, were struggling to get up, swaying unsteadily.

The still-attractive middle-aged woman hadn't even had a chance to drink yet, having been too busy flirting with Jiang Ning. Upon hearing this, her hazy eyes instantly brightened, her expression turned sharp, and her hand, which had been touching Jiang Ning's face, changed from a caress to a grab.

Snapped!

Jiang Ning was even faster; with one hand, he slapped away the hand that was grabbing him, and with the other hand, he swiftly grabbed her neck.

This woman is also a first-class expert, but not a true first-class one. She only has some methods that give her the combat power of an average first-class person, but her internal strength has not reached the standard of a truly first-class person.

The difference in strength between the two was enormous. In addition, the woman thought Jiang Ning was a nobody, so she arrogantly reached out to grab him. She was subdued by Jiang Ning before she could even make a single move.

"Ning... Ning Yama."

Upon seeing the young face of the newcomer and the speed at which she hadn't even been able to react, the woman immediately recognized Jiang Ning's identity.

Jiang Ning laughed and said, "This is the first time someone has said I'm handsome. I'll give you a quick death."

After saying that, Jiang Ning squeezed his hand and crushed the woman's neck.

After quickly dealing with the woman, Jiang Ning turned to look at the remaining people standing there.

A plan is always just a plan, and there are always variables, but the current result is already good enough.

"How dare you come to my headquarters to kill people!"

The group looked at Jiang Ning with shock and anger.

"Uncle Mo, you deal with these people on the ground, I'll handle these few."

Jiang Ning said something, and with a burst of speed, he took two steps to close the distance with the others.

Seeing Jiang Ning charging over, these men had no intention of retreating. In their minds, this was their base camp, and the other party dared to come in and attack them like this, which meant he was suicidal. As long as they could hold Jiang Ning off here, even if they couldn't kill him, they could at least delay him until someone came, and then Jiang Ning would have no chance of escaping.

One of the men, seeing Jiang Ning charging towards him, remained calm and immediately lunged forward with a punch. Jiang Ning slightly shifted his upper body, raised his right arm, and struck the man's wrist, instantly dismantling his attack.

Jiang Ning didn't stop moving; he placed his left hand on the man's shoulder and pressed him down.

At the same time, Jiang Ning bent his knee and pushed upwards, his knee hitting the man's nose directly.

A cracking sound was heard as the nose bone broke.

Chapter 236 The Four Immortals of Peach Valley, you four...

"what!!"

The person let out a scream.

call out!

A gust of wind swept from behind. Jiang Ning glanced back and saw someone draw a weapon and slash at him.

Jiang Ning placed one hand on the back of the person from before, and rolled over to the other side. Then, with a soft thud, the person's knife struck his ally.

Jiang Ning crouched down, grabbed a knife from the ground, and charged at the man.

when!

The two swords clashed together with a loud sound. The man who was exchanging blows with Jiang Ning felt his arm go numb and his expression turned horrified.

Jiang Ning sheathed his sword and slashed downwards with lightning speed, leaving his opponent unable to retaliate and only able to parry.

With several clangs, the man was slashed and forced to retreat repeatedly, feeling his arm go numb and sore.

What kind of monster is this? Where does it get such strength?!

This person roared inwardly.

Jiang Ning unleashed four consecutive slashes in a single second. It wasn't until the fifth slash that the others reacted, and they immediately charged at him. By then, the blade in Jiang Ning's hand could no longer withstand the attack and shattered into pieces.

boom!

The fragments shattered and flew through the air. Jiang Ning kicked one of the fragments away, sending it flying towards one person. Then, with a flick of his arm, he smashed the hilt of his knife at another person.

Jiang Ning quickly engaged in combat with the group.

puff!

puff!

On the other side, Mr. Mo was using his knife to finish off the unconscious person on the ground, occasionally glancing up at the fight not far away.

The group of people who were fighting with Jiang Ning saw Master Mo killing their men with impunity. One of them was so enraged that he tried to rush over and kill Master Mo, but Jiang Ning punched him and he could only parry and defend.

Jiang Ning was strong, fast, and powerful. The group felt outmatched when they attacked him. After a few rounds, they could barely see his attacks. It was like an old man fighting a young man. His moves were too fast. They could only defend themselves, let alone fight back. Jiang Ning was pressing them down.

"The young are to be feared, the young are to be feared."

While finishing off the enemy, Mr. Mo couldn't help but shake his head as he watched the battle unfold.

"Old Jia, if you dare to betray the Holy Maiden, she will not let you off."

Several people lying on the ground were not completely unconscious. They watched helplessly as Mr. Mo finished them off one by one. Their eyes were wide with anger, and they struggled desperately, but to no avail.

"Who told you I betrayed them?"

Master Mo chuckled and said, "I was never one of yours to begin with. It was your Holy Envoy who insisted that I take command. We should thank those four idiots for that, otherwise my Five Mountains Sword Sect wouldn't have been able to deal with you so easily."

The man glared angrily, angered by Mr. Mo's words.

He originally thought that Master Mo had betrayed them, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually an undercover agent of the Five Mountains Sword Sect. This undercover agent had even risen to the position of commander for so long, and it was the Four Immortals of Peach Valley who specifically named him to do so.

Seeing Mr. Mo slaughter them like chickens, those who were unconscious didn't even have a chance to resist, and died instantly with a muffled groan, the man's anger reached its peak.

"Four Immortals of Peach Valley!!!"

"You four idiots, you've ruined my life!!!"

In the moments before his death, the man finally couldn't help but shout angrily, but he had already been drugged, and even if he did shout, it was very weak.

Upon hearing the man's last words, Mr. Mo couldn't help but shake his head.

To be honest, these people were actually quite strong. If they had been led by a more reliable person, they would have been in great danger to the Five Mountains Sword Sect. But Ren Yingying chose to appoint these four unreliable people, and they were indeed killed by the Four Immortals of Peach Valley.

Jiang Ning unleashed a barrage of punches with his right arm at the leader of the group, each punch more powerful than the last. His ferocious appearance overwhelmed the man.

boom!

Jiang Ning threw a punch, hitting the man in the temple, and then kicked him away.

A fierce wind swept in, and a sharp, whistling sound echoed behind them.

Jiang Ning glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, and the next second he turned around and kicked the man in the wrist, causing the weapon in his hand to fly out of his grasp.