The myth of martial arts begins with the young master of the Demon Sect

Chapter 51 Entering the Northland Alone (Please read on Tuesday, please read!!)
Northland.

As far as the eye can see, the world is vast, a desolate scene.From time to time, wild crows hover around and circle around the carrion corpses.

Although this northern land is nominally obedient to the imperial court, due to various reasons, it is a truly lawless place.

At this time, the long night was fading away, the clouds were thinning, and the dawn fell on the desolate land.

A figure walks on the mountain.

He was dressed in white, with a sword hanging from his waist and a black box on his back.

He seemed to be walking very slowly step by step, but he was gone in the blink of an eye.

Although his gaze was fixed on the front, his expression showed a thoughtful look, as if he was immersed in something and couldn't extricate himself.

Choke! !
Suddenly, the eyes of the man in white lit up, the long sword flew obliquely into his hand, and he slashed out.

Although he is using a sword, anyone with a little vision can tell that he is using a sword as a knife, and what he is actually using is a knife move.

This knife is amazing, it falls from the sky, and it carries a majestic momentum. There is no back move, no change, as if it is simple and unremarkable.But as the sword fell, it seemed that there were countless back moves and countless changes.Like a vast ocean, the waves on the surface are calm, but there are actually countless eddies and undercurrents inside. Once someone gets involved in it, they will only be smashed to pieces.

It's just that there seems to be something wrong with this sword when it is receiving the move, the sword light is scattered, and the move cannot be used.

The man in white shook his head, put his sword back into its sheath, and continued to immerse himself in that saber move.

The man in white is naturally Lianchengyu.

After knowing the secret of "Thunder Emperor's Treasure Map", he bid farewell to Master Kushi, Master Laughing Buddha and others, and set off to the north alone.

Because of killing Shi Tianying, Situ Bukong and others, Liancheng Yumu was issued a sea arrest document by the government.

To prevent accidents, he not only put the Wuyou Knife in the box, but also found a hundred-refined refined steel sword as a cover.

We are also swordsmen in white now.

It is about white clothes winning snow, and sons like jade.

It's just that there is a lot of wind and sand here in the north, and this white dress is really easy to get dirty, so it is very troublesome to wash and change it frequently.

This also made him secretly speculate that if those white-clothed swordsmen in the Jianghu were poorer, they would have to secretly wash their clothes every night.The so-called white clothes are better than snow, but the clothes are actually white after washing.

Along the way, Lian Chengyu was immersed in the Lin family's saber technique. Although she hadn't mastered the "Yin and Yang Combination", her mind was unprecedentedly calm.

He could feel that his mind had unknowingly received some kind of sublimation, some kind of inspiration.

"After I have practiced this knife, maybe I will have the qualification to challenge the top master."

Lian Chengyu suddenly remembered the battle with Master Kushi again.

In this battle, he fully felt the true strength of a top expert.

In the past, Lian Chengyu believed that the level of "practicing dirty" was equivalent to that of a top master.

But after the battle with Master Dry Stone, he can be sure that the "dirty practice" masters in the main world are almost impossible to be opponents of the top masters in this world.

There are only a small group of top masters, and they have almost reached the peak of martial arts in this world.

And their strength is all-round.

Lightness skills, internal skills, skills, combat experience... It's almost hard to find shortcomings.

"But why do you always feel that after Senior Qingdeng beat me, he was really happy."

Lian Chengyu touched his chin and thought: "He is a real eminent monk, he shouldn't be so determined to win or lose, let alone I'm just a junior..."

He didn't know that his appearance was somewhat similar to Lin Qing's.

When Lin Qing and Master Kushi were exchanging ideas with each other in the past, they never held back their hands, and the fledgling "green lantern" they played had psychological shadows.

Now that it is better than Lianchengyu in a grand manner, no matter what, at least he let out a bad breath.

Shaking his head, he threw this strange idea out of his mind, and then immersed his mind in the sword technique again.

About two or three hours later, Lian Chengyu saw a village in the distance.

Originally, he planned to rest in this village for a while to see if he could buy a set of white clothes, but suddenly he frowned slightly.

He smelled a strange smell during the stroke, and there was a strange smell of blood in the burning, which made people almost vomit.

And this taste is no stranger to him along the way.

Lian Chengyu stepped forward quickly, and soon saw the village.

It's just that the village is in a mess right now, and the doors and windows are broken, as if they were forcibly broken into.

Corpses can be seen everywhere, including men, women and children, randomly thrown on the ground.Some had their heads cut off, some were naked, some had their limbs cut off...all of them died in fear and despair.

"The sixth..."

Lian Chengyu frowned.

Along the way, this was the sixth village he saw being slaughtered.

"Heishishizhai is entrenched near here. No, they are not so crazy, and they don't have to be so desperate."

During the time when Lian Chengyu entered the Northland, he would occasionally meet business travelers and inquire about a lot of information.

This northern land is remote and chaotic, so many important criminals who were wanted by the imperial court, or provoked powerful enemies in the rivers and lakes, many of them fled here, started robbing houses, and gathered in the mountains and forests.

Therefore, there are many cottages in the North, and there are land divisions everywhere.

However, these thieves are not fools, they have their own set of rules, and it is impossible for them to catch everything.

There are also cases of slaughtering villages, but it is also to kill chickens and monkeys, but it is impossible to chop up all chickens and monkeys.

"There are still many people who deserve to be killed in this world."

Lian Chengyu's brows drooped, and his expression returned to Gu Jingjing, but the murderous intent between his brows did not dissipate for a long time.

After all, he is not a ruthless grass and tree. When encountering such a thing, he doesn't mind doing justice for the sky.

Lian Chengyu continued on the road, but he didn't encounter bandits and bandits along the way.

Until dusk, when the sun was setting and the sky was full, I suddenly heard the sound of tragic fighting coming from the front.

Passing through a stretch of jagged rocks, the terrain becomes more and more open.

But on a vast flat ground, there was a scene of brutal fighting.

The two sides fighting were the most common bandits and caravans in the North.

Although the terrain in the Northland is dangerous, there are many special products that are needed by other places, and the selling price is extremely high.

For caravans, as long as they travel a trade route, they can basically make a fortune.

For bandits, the caravan is undoubtedly the best sweet pastry.

This group of thieves and bandits at this time may only have about forty or so in number, but they are all fierce and cruel, with extraordinary skills.

The caravan's guards supported it desperately, but they seemed to be gradually losing to the bandits.

"The hero on the opposite side, we have the flag of Heishishizhai here, please help me."

A person resembling a caravan leader took out a flag painted with black stones and waved it violently.

In the Northland, a team that wants to escape bandits safely must either have strong force as a support, or spend a lot of money to buy the "passing flag" of bandits.

"Hey, since the day before yesterday, there has been no Black Stone Village."

The bandit was headed by a tall and strong middle-aged man, dressed in black and wearing a red cloak, his face was full of flesh: "Kill me, kill as much as you want, don't need to keep alive."

(End of this chapter)