At this time, Qinglong suddenly pulled out the long knife from his waist. The blade was green and engraved with the Qinglong pattern. As his Qinglong True Essence was poured into him, the green sword light surged, and then he flashed and slashed at Liu Heihu with his sword.
Liu Heihu also instantly pulled out the long black knife from his waist, creating a layer of black sword light, and suddenly slashed with the knife.
The swords clashed, and the two of them each took a few steps back.
Liu Heihu's eyes looked at Qinglong a little more solemnly, with a faint murderous intention in his eyes. The opponent was obviously a new grandmaster, and his use of true essence was still unfamiliar, but his skill was no less than that of him, an old master in the middle stage of Yuan Condensation. If someone with outstanding talent is allowed to grow for another two years, how can he still have his place in Changle County!
But Qinglong looked indifferent. He had only used three successes just now. Even if the opponent still had reservations, he would never be his opponent.
Immediately, the two gathered their true energy, generated sword light, and attacked each other.
The two figures staggered back and forth, and after exchanging more than ten moves in an instant, the figures suddenly staggered and stood facing each other.
At this time, although Liu Heihu was still standing with the knife, a bloody trace appeared on his neck. He tried hard to cover the wound with his left hand, but blood still spurted out, and he suddenly fell to the ground. A powerful master of a generation fell like this!
However, Qinglong was also breathing rapidly at this time, obviously consuming a lot of energy.
At this moment, a silver arrow shot towards Qinglong like a bright meteor.
At this time, a three-foot-thick cyan air wall emerged. When the silver arrows struggled to penetrate Qinglong's body-protecting air wall, their power was greatly reduced, and they did not even pierce Qinglong's skin. The person who took action grasped the timing just right. If Qinglong's cultivation level was only slightly better than Liu Heihu's, he would have been killed by this arrow at this moment.
But he underestimated Qinglong! Qinglong, with the help of Ling Feng's Qinglong True Seed, condensed the best true essence. Although he was only in the early stage of condensing Yuan, he was comparable to an ordinary master in the late stage of Condensing Yuan.
Immediately, two figures appeared in a flash and landed opposite Qinglong. Among them was a young man in blue, carrying a black long bow on his back. He was obviously the one who had just shot an arrow. The other is a middle-aged general wearing black armor and carrying a sword at his waist.
Among them, the young man in blue was half a step back, and it was obvious that the black-armored general was the leader. He looked at Qinglong carefully for a moment and said: "I am Changle County Lieutenant Tie Qingqing. If you surrender now, you still have a chance to survive!"
"It turns out that he is a ruthless Iron Judge. It is better for his subordinates to see the truth!"
Qinglong laughed, and then suddenly swung his sword, and a long green sword slashed towards the young man in blue who was carrying a long bow.
This young man in blue is also a martial arts master, but he has only just begun to condense his energy, and his cultivation level is still shallow. Faced with this powerful sword energy that is comparable to the later stage of Wuzong, he cannot resist it. Even his own mind is possessed by Qinglong's sword intention. He was stunned for a moment, and was about to be split in half by the sword energy.
At this time, Tie Qingqing suddenly drew his sword and slashed out a white sword aura that was also about ten feet long.
The two saber energy collided, with a bang, smoke filled the air, and terrifying air waves swept around.
When the dust and smoke dissipated, there was no trace of Qinglong.
At this time, the young man with the long bow on his back bowed and clasped his fists: "Sir, it's all because of the incompetence of my subordinates that I allowed the thief leader to escape!"
Tie Qingqing said calmly: "Yang Hao doesn't have to blame himself. This is just a failure of intelligence and an error in estimation. I thought that the master of Qinglong Guild was just a martial arts master who had just made a breakthrough. I didn't expect that this person's skills were not inferior to mine, and there were no more than three. It would be difficult for an expert of the same level to capture this person!"
The next day, the news that the Qinglong Society successfully assassinated the leader of the Black Tiger Gang and escaped from Judge Iron's ambush spread throughout Changle County.
At the same time, the Qinglong Society settled in Changle County, quickly accepted some of the remaining forces of the Black Tiger, and started a killer business.
After seeing the powerful strength of the Qinglong Society, the governor of Changle County also gave up his plan to continue the pursuit. After all, if this kind of martial arts master cannot be killed in one fell swoop, it is best not to offend him to death, otherwise he will definitely suffer brutal revenge.
The governor of Lingzhou knew the strength of the Qinglong Society and did not continue to put pressure on them. After all, the Black Tiger Gang was wiped out, and it was only natural that the Qinglong Club should be on top.
Almost at the same time, the White Tiger Gang, Zhuque Hall, Xuanwu Gate, and Qilin Pavilion also settled in the other four counties among the nine counties of Lingzhou. Because they all had masters comparable to those in the late Ningyuan period, they quickly established a firm foothold and began to develop rapidly. develop.
Ling Feng, on the other hand, concentrated on training hundreds of students at the Martial Arts Academy, teaching them the art of war and common sense on the battlefield.
Time flies, and three months have passed in the blink of an eye.
At this time, one hundred students had undergone his training, and their cultivation had improved a lot. They had all reached the state of condensation, and their inner strength was transformed into more condensed true energy.
Among them, the four most outstanding lucky guys received the true essence seeds given by Ling Feng and directly broke through the innate realm. They are also considered masters in Nanjiang County and were named Qisha, Pojun, Greedy Wolf, and Wu by Ling Feng respectively. song.
But this is not Ling Feng's main gain. If Ling Feng wants to cultivate masters, he can easily cultivate 180 innate masters. But this meant nothing to him because what he needed was a general on the battlefield. After these three months of military training, these trainees have a real military flavor and have become determined. However, it's still not enough. Only by experiencing real fighting can they mature quickly!
Therefore, he decided to give them a chance to practice combat and go to Taohua Mountain in Lingzhou to suppress bandits.
The Han Dynasty had been established for hundreds of years. At this time, it had entered a period of decline. There were many clans in the world, land annexation was serious, and many people were on the verge of food and clothing. Those who could not even eat, naturally had no choice but to go to the mountains to become bandits.
There are many bandits in Lingzhou, and Taohuashan is just one of them. The reason why I chose this place is because the leader of Taohuashan Village is only in the late stage of Xiantian cultivation and can be dealt with.
Immediately, Ling Feng ordered Qisha, Pojun, Tanlang, and Wuqu to serve as team leaders, and each led the twenty-four colleges out of the city in batches. In addition, the weapons they have in the martial arts academy have to be transported out by themselves.
What Ling Feng wants to train is their actual adaptability, so as not to cultivate some guys who are just armchair strategists, which would be a waste of effort. Therefore, he just hides and observes in the dark. Unless these students may be wiped out, he will not take action easily.
In the afternoon, Taohuashan Village.
At this time, Dazhai leader Zhou Bao and several white brothers were drinking and having fun in the hall.
Suddenly, a bandit hurriedly came to report: "Master, it's not good, someone is coming to attack the stronghold."
Zhou Bao's expression changed and he said, "Are they officers and soldiers?"
The bandit said: "It's a group of teenagers in their 13s and 14s!"
There was a snap, and the bandit was hit on the head. Zhou Bao said angrily: "What a waste, even a group of yellow-mouthed children with not even hair can't deal with it!"
Immediately, he took out his own mace and said loudly: "Young men, follow the leader of the village down the mountain to meet the enemy!"
