This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 221 Master of Kendo
"Mr. Lu's move is probably inappropriate."

After escaping from the territory of the beggar gang, Caiwei sighed faintly.

Lu Hanjiang knew what she meant. The Miao people practiced Gu art and were good at using poison. The toxin on the fog shadow armor was extremely violent. She roughly guessed its effect. I'm afraid that the whole head would always die.

In the long run, it is obviously inappropriate to offend a behemoth like the Gang of Beggars for a moment, especially since Lu Hanjiang is not an ordinary person. trouble.

"Ms Caiwei, why worry so much, it's not too late to worry about tomorrow's affairs until tomorrow."

Lu Hanjiang said it was free and easy, but his optimistic appearance turned into a careless young and frivolous in Caiwei's eyes. This matter happened because of the Lingyue Clan, so she couldn't stay out of it.

"Don't worry, Mr. Lu. Although the Beggar Clan is big, the land of Miaojiang is not a place where they can act freely. The Lingyue Clan has such a big event, and they will not let it go lightly."

To Lu Hanjiang, Caiwei's guarantee is better than nothing, it's hard to disappoint the girl's heart.

Lu Hanjiang thinks a little more than she does. Indeed, what Caiwei thinks about is the future, but he has already arrived in Miaojiang, so it is still unclear whether the beggar gang will have a future, so naturally there is no need to worry about such undecided things.

Seeing that Lu Hanjiang didn't take it seriously, Caiwei stopped holding on to this matter, and instead asked: "Young Master Lu seems to know that girl just now?"

"Well, I met her once on the way to Miaodi, and I took her for a while because of fate, but it was just a chance meeting." Lu Hanjiang answered briskly, and now there is no distinction between the truth and the false when he speaks, basically he will say whatever he picks up. What, the ability to open one's mouth has been practiced to the extreme.

"I see."

Caiwei made it clear that she didn't ask any further questions. After hesitating for a moment, she said: "Most of the people in the clan have fallen into the hands of the beggar gang. Although there is no danger to their lives, it is not a long-term solution. I plan to go back to the clan to ask for help." How does Mr. Lu plan to come to masters to help?"

"I'll go with the girl."

Lu Hanjiang smiled and said: "The Beggars' Gang is a Jianghu gang after all, and it pays attention to one person doing things and one person being responsible. If I don't go back to Xiangyun Company, they just want to come to the door to ask for accountability, and they can't find a right owner. If they can delay it for a while .”

"That's fine too."

Caiwei nodded: "Senior Liang is very skilled in martial arts, I will invite the Great Elder when I go, after all, it was the beggar gang's first move, and then I will distinguish one from the other for the young master, so that they will not come to make trouble in the future. "

"That's thanks to the girl."

After finalizing the itinerary, Lu Hanjiang sent a letter to Xiangyun Company, and the two of them set off for the land of the Lingyue clan deep in Miaojiang.

On this side, the fight between Ah Lan and Liang Benlang finally came to a conclusion. Naturally, there was nothing to say in the result. The majestic leader of the Beggar Clan was still able to catch a girl who was not proficient in swordsmanship.

The reason why it seemed to be a stalemate was that Liang Benlang wanted to let Caiwei go. If the saint of Miaojiang was detained by their gang of beggars, it would be a real joy.

Liang Benlang's age and qualifications are the oldest in the beggars' gang. He still vaguely remembers the times when there were many influential figures, Ling Kong and Bei Mingzi were all chosen at a time. A woman from Miaodi defeated several well-known masters in the rivers and lakes in a row, which immediately made Miaojiang famous.

That is the previous Saintess of Miaojiang, and now the Great Elder of Miaojiang, Liang Benlang still remembers that woman's voodoo skills are superb, saving people like a god, killing people like a ghost.

If the old woman was provoked, Liang Benlang reckoned that if this battle went on, there would probably not be one out of ten Beggar Sect disciples who would walk out of the Miaodi alive.

So since he wanted to procrastinate, Liang Benlang naturally moved his hands and feet slower, but he didn't want to just play with this girl. When A Lan made the second sword, Liang Benlang could see the origin of this girl.

After restraining Ah Lan, Liang Benlang asked curiously: "Girl, who are you, Zhong Wumeng?"

Most of the disciples of the beggar gang are very unfamiliar with this name, only Yan Fengyun has a little impression, he walked over with an ugly face, the elder Quan over there has been helped down to rest, the origin of the poison is unknown, even he can't help it suppress.

At this moment, he frowned and looked at the woman who was trying to sneak attack him, and then Liang Benlang asked: "Master, do you think this woman is a descendant of Hongchenke?"

Now many disciples of the beggar gang suddenly realized that Hongchenke's reputation as a master of swordsmanship is still talked about even after many years, but most people only know the name of this senior, Hongchenke, but they don't know what his real name is .

"Martial arts can't be faked, even if it's another ten years, this old swordsman in the world of mortals will not admit his mistake."

Speaking of this, Liang Benlang's tone rarely had a different meaning, as if he was competing.

It was a past event that almost no one knew about. Liang Benlang had few defeats in his life, and those who lost were basically the big names in the world. Only this mortal guest Zhong Wumeng, losing to him could make the whole world feel like a loser. The old man remembers it for a lifetime.

Back then, Liang Benlang, who had practiced martial arts well, approached the Hongchen guest, who was just becoming famous at the time, and wanted to see the other party's famous Hongchen swordsmanship. If you lose, you will take away the opponent's saber, and you will take out the wine gourd as a bet.

The two sides agreed to start the martial arts competition. There were winners and losers during the process, but in the end Liang Benlang won by half.

At this time, Liang Benlang felt a little embarrassed. He just wanted to fight the opponent with all his strength. He really didn't want the saber. Besides, he didn't know how to use a sword.

But after all the words have been said, wouldn’t it be playing with people if you regret it again? So Liang Benlang had no choice but to bite the bullet and get the saber. At this time, a shocking scene appeared. Out of breath, a mouthful of thick phlegm was spit on the hilt of the sword, and the image of the handsome young man collapsed directly.

Liang Benlang was dumbfounded, his outstretched hand froze in the air, and he didn't dare to take it. Although he doesn't like cleanliness, it doesn't mean he doesn't think it's dirty. Then Hongchenke said, since he doesn't want to pick up the sword , it means that he voluntarily admits defeat, and he, the mortal, won this contest.

So this guy not only walked away swaggeringly, but also publicized that he won the martial arts competition everywhere, so angry that Liang Benlang chased him to settle accounts with him, but unfortunately he never saw Hong Chenke again after that, and this martial arts competition was so muddled lost.

It wasn't until many years later that Liang Benlang heard the news of Hongchenke's death that he completely gave up seeking his reasoning. He thought it was over, but he didn't expect to see Hongchen's swordsmanship again today.

The conversation between Liang Benlang and Yan Fengyun made A Lan, who was not pretending to be a beggar gang disciple, suddenly looked at him: "Are you the leader of the beggar gang?"

"That's the old man." Liang Benlang nodded.

"It turns out that you are the leader of the gang of beggars"

A Lan stared at him for a while, then pouted and looked away: "It's not that good, no wonder you lost to my father."

"It turns out that you are Zhong Wumeng's daughter," Liang Benlang was stunned at first, and then his face darkened immediately: "What do you know, little girl, I was the old man and I won your father back then! I won!"

(End of this chapter)