If one were to say that one of the twelve martial arts sects had the worst reputation, it would probably be Lingyan Pavilion. There are two reasons for this: they are good at using poison and they are good at using hidden weapons.
Of course, the Wu brothers in Lingyan Pavilion are violent and unreasonable, which is one of the reasons why many people dislike them.
Earning status in the martial arts world has never depended on reputation, but on strength, the number of masters and the number of people in the sect. Unfortunately, although the Wu brothers are not popular, they are extremely powerful in martial arts. Lingyan Pavilion has more than 2,000 disciples, making it the largest sect in the Daijun, Youmin, and Chunan areas.
Half a month ago, the two brothers Wu Qingsong and Wu Yabai set out from Panzhou with more than forty sect disciples. They traveled more than three thousand miles and arrived in Ruozhou this morning.
"Dad, second uncle, this Ruozhou is much more prosperous than our Panzhou!" Wu Fanchen drove his horse to catch up with the two middle-aged men in front and said with a smile, "This time, I will stay here for a few more months. "
The older middle-aged man frowned and scolded: "Nonsense! We have been traveling for more than ten days, and we are just here to enjoy the mountains and rivers? The martial arts alliance happens only once in decades. This is what we Ling It’s a good time for Yange to expand its power, don’t cause any trouble, otherwise, see how I deal with you!”
Wu Fanchen made a face and said disdainfully: "Tsk, that's the business of you, the head and deputy head, I don't care about it. Anyway, when we get to Ruozhou, we are not in a hurry to leave for the time being. I want to have a good time."
"I'm leaving now. I'll find you at Xu's house after playing." After saying that, he whipped the horse's buttocks and laughed all the way, ignoring the shouts of the two old men behind him.
"Hey! This bastard is always so naughty and ignorant, turn around and beat him to death!" Wu Qingsong pointed in the direction where his son was going and cursed hatefully.
Wu Yabai also sighed and said helplessly: "Brother, forget it, let him go. Anyway, with his martial arts, there is no danger. As a young man, let her see the world."
The person had disappeared without a trace, and no matter how angry Wu Qingsong was, he had no choice but to hide first.
"Hey, what kind of state capital is Panzhou? It's my father and my second uncle who care so much about that one-third of an acre of land." Wu Fanchen looked at the densely packed vendors and tourists on his bike. , couldn't help but sigh secretly.
Suddenly, a figure in black jumped out from the corner of the street and almost hit his horse.
"The eyes are on your butt!" Wu Fanchen cursed at the black shadow.
As soon as he finished speaking, another group of men in black rushed over from the corner of the street. Because they were running so fast, several of them bumped into his horse.
The Wu family brothers have bad tempers, but that's just compared to the heads of other sects. Wu Fanchen's temper was bad, but it was really bad.
At first, the man almost scared his mount, but he didn't care much. After all, he was in a good mood when he first came here. However, one after another men in black bumped into his horse without even a word of apology. How could he give up? He immediately took his sword and chased after him using Qinggong.
"Hate Hongchen, where are you running?" Jiu Qingwu jumped nearly two feet like a carp, blocking Hen Hongchen's path.
Yesterday at the city gate, Zhan Ming invited her to go to Xu's house with Zhenwu Guan. He hated Hongchen for not agreeing, so he just said, "I will come to see you again during the alliance competition." After that, he drove away.
These days, she has no fixed residence and never stays in an inn for two days in a row, just for fear of revealing her whereabouts. However, even though she was extremely careful, Jiudian still came to the door.
She always went to bed early and got up early, and slept lightly. This morning, the genius was slightly bright, and there was a sound of tiptoeing outside the door. Hate Hongchen is the top killer in the Nine Halls. This kind of battle is not uncommon. He puts on a black robe, holds the folding knife tightly, kicks the door open and goes out.
Obviously, Jiudian was also very afraid of Hen Hongchen. They sent out all the elites from the Xiahe County branch this time. Even Jiu Wuqing and three ghosts also took action together.
In recent decades, there has never been any news of anyone defecting from the Nine Halls. Zhang Suiguang cannot allow him to live in this world and has already issued a death order to each branch to kill her on the spot if any traces of her are found.
It was never the best idea to confront Jiudian head-on, but Hen Hongchen had no choice but to pull out his folding knife.
If you want to kill, then kill.
"Hmph, you alone can rank second among masters? Today I'm here to learn your skills!" Jiu Qingqing frowned and rushed over.
In his hand were two ghost hands.
"Keng! Keng! Keng!" For a moment, I remembered the sound of metal colliding.
Hate Hongchen showed no sign of flinching. He was chopping, chopping, slicing, and chiseling with the attitude of risking his life.
When the two were fighting, dozens of black-clothed men had already blocked all escape routes.
"Are they from the Ninth Hall?" Wu Fanchen held his sword in both hands and leaned against the stone wall, frowning and sighing.
Although Lingyan Pavilion is not weak in strength, it does not want to be an enemy of Jiudian. only. Seeing dozens of people surrounding a woman in front of him, he felt the urge to "hero save the beauty".
"Keng! Keng! Keng!"
The two fought for more than a hundred times, and Jiu Qingqing not only failed to gain any advantage, but also fell into a slight disadvantage. He couldn't help but think to himself: "I thought, she is only a teenager, how good is her martial arts skills? The palace master put her in second place just because of the reputation of his predecessor, Bodhicitta. I didn't expect that not only was her sword skills ruthless, but her internal strength was not weak at all. I'm really flattered. It seems that you can't be greedy for merit, or Let’s kill her together so that we can deal with the palace master.”
Thinking of this, his old face trembled and he shouted sternly: "Let's do it together and cut her into pieces!"
As soon as everyone heard his order, they didn't dare to hesitate at all. They suddenly rose up and rushed towards Hen Hongchen.
Jiu Qingqing, Hatred of the World, could handle it alone. When these forty or fifty people rushed forward, she was immediately defeated. Within thirty breaths, she was wounded in many places and her body was stained with blood.
"This woman has such a powerful aura! Her martial arts skills are also very powerful." The more Wu Fanchen looked at it, the more itchy his heart became. Finally, he couldn't help it. He pulled out his sword, threw the scabbard hard, and rushed into the battle like a tiger. lock up.
He made a sudden attack, and the two outside handlers couldn't resist, and were stabbed to the ground by him.
"Hmph, you are a fool!" Jiu Qingqing snorted coldly, and then ordered loudly, "Kill them all!"
Although Wu Fanchen looked carefree, his martial arts skills were slightly better than those of Hen Hongchen. Even so, the two of them were trapped in the middle and found it difficult to break out.
"No, I'm dead today!" After handing over at close range, he secretly complained, "They say Jiu Dian is the person sent by the King of Hell and cannot be messed with. Today, it turned out to be amazing. These people are actually better than me. The direct disciples of Lingyan Pavilion are even better, so I was still impulsive."
"Ah!" Wu Fanchen couldn't help shouting, and his shoulder blade was hooked by a ghost's hook. Hen Hongchen caught a glimpse of this scene and received a knife from the Dragon Bone Yue on his arm. He rushed towards the ghost and stabbed him in the chest.
The hook lost its power, Wu Fanchen quickly pushed it away and leaned behind Hen Hongchen.
The person who can protect each other's back must be the person the other person trusts the most. However, the two of them were strangers.
"Girl, we are fighting side by side today, and maybe we will go to hell together, which is also a kind of fate. My name is Wu Fanchen, and you?" Wu Fanchen asked with a slight smile, resisting the pain from the wound.
Hen Hongchen was sweating profusely and squinting his eyes. There were seven or eight injuries on his body. After hearing Wu Fanchen's words, he became even more upset. He scolded in a cold voice: "Shut up! Even if I die today, I will kill them all." them!"
When Wu Fanchen heard her voice for the first time, he turned his head and saw her waving the dagger desperately, slashing with one blow, both ruthlessly and fearlessly, and he was deeply moved.
"That woman must be very beautiful."
Although he was good at martial arts, he lacked experience in facing enemies, so he underestimated Jiudian's strength and was wounded in several places before he had even half a cup of tea. However, the longer he played, his advantages gradually became apparent.
"Here!" A voice suddenly came from the alley.
As soon as he finished speaking, a dozen old and young Taoist priests rushed over with swords in hand.
