Zhou Song's eighth-level monk mirror's strength is the weakest among the six Feng Xiangshan brothers, but compared with Jiang Shuiyao, it is more than one cycle higher. In the middle of the night, rather than sparring, it is better to say that he has been beaten.
But for Jiang Shuiyao, the harvest from this night was huge.
Even though the techniques are different, these men who have been fighting for more than ten years on the edge of a knife have countless experience and skills in fighting enemies. Although these experiences are not martial arts, they are extremely practical. Jiang Shuiyao can clearly feel that they are easy to use.
With my proficiency in these skills gained through life, I can quickly make up for the time I wasted due to not practicing in the past few years.
It wasn't until the sky turned fish-belly white that Jiang Shuiyao returned to the entrance of the courtyard, rubbing his sore shoulders.
Linghu Yinan squatted on the stone steps, burying his head in his knees. When he heard the footsteps walking in, he slowly raised his head, rubbed his eyes and said, "Brother, are you going to practice?"
"Have you been waiting here all night?"
Jiang Shuiyuan was crying and laughing, and was a little confused.
"Um."
Linghu Yinan nodded heavily and said, "I saw you leaving early last night. I thought you were feeling uncomfortable, so I followed you over to have a look. Who knew the door was closed and I couldn't see your shadow all night."
Jiang Shuiyao sighed and said slowly: "I'm fine."
He couldn't say he disliked Linghu Yinan, but he just had a good impression of him as an ordinary friend. On the contrary, Linghu Yinan's show of affection gave him a headache. Besides, he was a little unsure about how long Linghu Yinan would stay here.
Was it his own intention or Xiao Yu's. He had only been in contact with Xiao Yu for a short time, but he was very sure that this woman would be willing to sacrifice her own daughter in order to gain power.
Jiang Shuiyao walked to the door, turned his back to the beautiful woman in a light yellow dress and said, "Miss Yinan, if you have nothing to do in the future, you don't have to come here, so as not to misunderstand your parents and the sect disciples."
"I'm not afraid of any misunderstandings." Linghu Yinan bit his lips and continued, "Brother, I have a way to help you improve your cultivation quickly!"
"Thank you." Jiang Shuiyao sighed and said, "But I don't need it for the time being."
The door was gently closed by Jiang Shuiyao. Linghu Yinan, who was standing outside the door, suddenly felt a sense of grievance in his heart. He stamped his feet fiercely, turned around and left with tears in his eyes.
Inside the door, Ling Hu stood not far away with a fierce look. Qin Mengxiang, who had disappeared all night, came up to him and said politely to Jiang Shuiyao: "I can help you with the practice of Blood Clothes Jue."
Seeing that Jiang Shuiyao's face was a little unhappy, Qin Mengxiang hurriedly added: "That little girl squatted at the door last night. I really had no choice but to go into the yard to wait for you."
Jiang Shuiyao sat down in front of the stone table and said in a gentle voice: "Conditions."
Qin Mengxiang quickly came up to him, his eyes a little fiery and said: "This year, the medicinal materials that belong to you will be sold through my sales channels with a commission. Don't worry, all the proceeds from the sales will be yours. You only need to sell these medicinal materials to the buyers I provide."
"
Jiang Shuiyao squinted at the old man with a somewhat wretched smile. He didn't need to think about it to know that he had received the deposit in advance. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to pay the payment, so he made such a big concession. But Jiang Shuiyao didn't understand. With the blood-clothed soul sect,
Logically speaking, his identity should not make Qin Mengxiang so worried.
Jiang Shuiyao didn't speak, but looked straight at Qin Mengxiang. The latter was a little numb and explained: "I did take advantage of others."
Qin Mengxiang showed great humility: "But I went to negotiate with them last night, but to no avail. So you should do me a favor and sell the medicinal materials to them this year. As soon as I sell it to them, I will leave immediately
, it will not disturb your subsequent days in the Wandan Sect."
Jiang Shuiyao was amused by this appearance and asked, "What benefits did you receive?"
"This..." Qin Mengxiang gritted his teeth and said, "I slept with his wife and made his daughter pregnant."
Seeing Jiang Shuiyao's strange expression, Qin Mengxiang blushed and added: "You also know that although the sect is iron-blooded, it will not really let its disciples do whatever they want. If this matter is brought to the sect, I will give it 100%
Baihui was punished by sect rules..."
Ling Hu couldn't stand listening anymore and interrupted with a sneer: "You are really a beast!"
"But I don't plan to sell this year's medicinal materials directly." Jiang Shuiyao shrugged and said, "Elder Qin, please come back!"
"If I don't sell it, you can keep the cubs?!"
Qin Mengxiang, who originally thought that he would get Jiang Shuiyao's consent after telling the truth, became anxious and couldn't help shouting: "Jiang, don't be so shameless! I have been here for six or seven years and made me anxious.
Don’t blame me for not giving Chai Que face!”
"So what if I don't give you face?" Jiang Shuiyao raised his eyebrows, murderous intent gradually emerging.
"You little bastard! Die!"
Qin Mengxiang turned his face instantly, and slapped his skinny palm towards the river!
At the same time as Jiang Shuiyao jumped back, Ling Hu's figure instantly rioted, and his burly body slammed into Qin Mengxiang like Mount Tai!
Bang!!!
A muffled sound spread from the courtyard, and Qin Meng, who was knocked back four or five steps, did not run away this time. He turned his wrist while offering his bloody clothes, and instantly held the long black sword in his hand, and rushed towards Ling Hu again.
"Well done!"
Ling Hu shouted loudly and faced the surging spiritual power coming towards him.
After all, he is a veteran who has gone through countless life and death battles. Ling Hu turned his body slightly to one side and avoided the extremely sharp sword energy without slowing down. Until he was about to get close to Qin Mengxiang, he turned his wrist and took out a ring from the ring.
The dagger stabbed past suddenly!
Clang!!!
The dagger wiped out a string of sparks on the bloody clothes, but Qin Mengxiang's body was also shaken into the air by the powerful force. Ling Hu's figure stopped suddenly, stepped on the bluestone floor with his feet and suddenly exerted his strength, flying towards the air.
Qin Meng flew towards Qin Meng!
Is this the peak strength of Jian Junjing?
Jiang Shuiyao raised his head and looked at the two people fighting fiercely in mid-air. In just four or five breaths, the two people had already exchanged nearly a hundred moves.
When the powerful spiritual energy collides, it is like a giant beating a copper bell. The sound is loud and extremely impactful. The shaken spiritual energy disperses in all directions, rushing into the valley irregularly, or cutting off a corner of the house.
Or cut the trees in half. The originally dark and silent houses were also lit with lights one after another. Almost the entire disciples of the mountain sect were awakened by the fierce fighting!
Most people were sleepy and confused when looking at the two people fighting in the air. However, there were some disciples with sharp eyes who quickly noticed a burst of red light rising in the square and immediately shouted: "No! The main hall is on fire.
Got it!"
"Go put out the fire!!!"
Countless disciples poured out of the buildings and ran towards the main hall in panic!
Before daybreak, the Wandan Sect was already in complete chaos!!!
Linghu Jiangan's face was as cold as frost, and he immediately jumped into the air after instructing Xiao Yu to lead his disciples to put out the fire. He had been obsessed with alchemy for many years, and his cultivation had not reached the Sword Lord Mirror. Despite this, when he saw Qin Mengxiang, he was like a mad dog.
The sect was so angry that he had no reason to retreat and not fight, so he immediately joined the fight between the two.
Jiang Shui looked at Zhong Youyuan who had just arrived from a distance and said, "Deputy Master Zhong, please go and help me and capture Qin Mengxiang!"
"yes."
Originally worried about Jiang Shuiyao's safety, Zhong Youyuan hurried over and nodded. Although he was deeply unhappy, he took out a long knife from Najie and rushed into the battle.
"Damn it!"
Qin Mengxiang could not get much benefit from the battle with Ling Hu. Seeing that there were two more opponents of Jian Junjing, he shouted to the mountain: "If we don't come out now, when will we wait?"
As soon as he finished speaking, three figures rushed out from the mountain and attacked Linghu Jiangan and Zhong Youyuan!
Jiang Shui looked at the sky and said with a smile: "It turns out that I went to look for reinforcements that night."
"If we don't find reinforcements, is it possible that a person will just go to a corner and cry?"
Jiang Shuiyao followed the sound and looked over. Outside the wall in the yard that Qin Mengxiang had cut open, a dozen figures were slowly stepping into the courtyard.
"Special Envoy Jiang."
The leader was about the same age as Jiang Shuiyao, and he said with a smile: "I am a bandit, and I came here to rob!"
"I see!" Jiang Shuiyao replied with a smile.
The twelve people were not masked. They were dressed in different costumes, had different weapons, and were older and younger, but without exception, they all had a gangster spirit about them.
Jiang Shuiyao put his sword on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Qin Mengxiang not only slept with your mother, but also slept with your sister?"
"Suffer death!"
The young man used a pair of giant hammers, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. After teasing Jiang Shuiyao, he took the lead and charged forward with the giant hammer!
Jiang Shuiyuan carried out the Eagle Flying Technique and dodged it effortlessly. The giant hammer hit the ground with a loud bang, and the bluestone shattered into pieces. The huge impact caused the entire yard to shake three times.
Jiang Shuiyao chuckled lightly, swiped his sword with his backhand, and forced the young man away. At the same time, he used the Eagle Soaring Technique to the extreme, sacrificing his bloody clothes, and then rushed towards the crowd!
"What a courage!"
The young man was shocked. He must have known that four or five of the people in this group were monks, and the Jiang Shuiyao in the intelligence was just a martial arts apprentice. What was the difference between rushing in like this and a sheep entering a tiger's mouth?
Figures intertwined in the dawn, sword lights were flying, and before the boy had time to come back for help, several screams suddenly came from the crowd, and Jiang Shuiyao's body was knocked out of the crowd like a cannonball!
Jiang Shuiyao licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, rolled to avoid the pursuing sword, and rushed into the crowd again!
He was like a flexible fish swimming around in the crowd. Although he was only a seventh-level warrior mirror, the Reflecting Water Sword Jue combined with the Li Yuan Sword was extremely powerful. Even with the cultivation level of the monk mirror, he had to
Deal with it carefully.
And now that the sky is not completely bright yet, Jiang Shuiyao's biggest advantage is undoubtedly Jiang Shuiyao's lack of visibility. Compared with the rat-throwing weapons of these bandits who are worried about accidentally injuring their companions, Jiang Shuiyao can let go of his hands and feet, and the sword can infect everything it touches.
Blood!
Jiang Shuiyao didn't believe that two fists were hard to beat with four hands. He was beaten by Zhou Song all night tonight. Feng Xiangshan and others commented very positively on his physical strength. At that time, Jiang Shuiyao just smiled and did not tell them that he was physically strong during the training.
He also did not tell them about the countless times they had been abused in the past six months since they entered the practice, and even the time when they were eaten by black bees until only the bones were left.
And these horrific experiences stimulated the potential in Jiang Shuiyao's body to the greatest extent, which created the physical strength they said!
Jiang Shuiyao is like a sieve. Although he will be knocked out every time he rushes into the crowd, the madman's method of exchanging injuries for injuries can always kill the bandits with low cultivation. After four or five attacks, the twelve bandits have
Five people were killed by Jiang Shuiyao's sword. The remaining bandits also had more or less sword wounds on their bodies, and their bodies were covered with blood stains. There was also a bandit who was a monk, and Jiang Shuiyao took the opportunity to chop off his right hand, and he was lying in pain.
Rolling on the ground!
Although the boy with two hammers did not suffer any fatal injuries, he had an extremely fearful expression on his face. They are bandits who commit murder all year round. They never show mercy on murder and arson. Naturally, they rarely fear anyone when they show off their ferocity. But this
This unreasonable suicidal style of fighting was the first time he had seen it since he was born!
After Jiang Shuiyao was kicked out of the crowd this time, several bandits from the monk mirror did not catch up with him. Instead, they gathered together to protect their lower-level companions inside.
Is this fucking normal person? Why does he act like a mad dog? This chapter has been completed!