Martial Arts: Opening Awakening

Chapter 120 Interception
"It's a bloody inheritance competition farce!"

Jiang Nan summed up A Bing's narration in his heart.

The thing is roughly that Ah Bing's master was originally a genius disciple of the Kongtong Sword Sect.

In order to hone his sword skills, A Bing's master quietly joined a certain killer organization, frantically accepted tasks, and practiced swordsmanship by killing people.

Then, unexpectedly, a blood-clothed swordsman became famous in the rivers and lakes.

In Jianghu, there have always been only wrong names, and there is absolutely no wrong nickname.It can be seen from this that Master A Bing's killing intent is strong and he kills many people.

Half a year ago, the blood-clothed swordsman who had achieved great fame unexpectedly received a "big order".

The content of the mission was originally to kill the descendants of a congenital master and seize the treasure left by the master from his descendants.

Unexpectedly, during the execution of the mission, the blood-clothed swordsman found a Taibai sword order in the hands of the descendants of masters.

The blood-clothed swordsman is a typical sword idiot, even willing to become a killer in order to practice sword.

Naturally, he refused to give up the Taibai Sword Order, which was related to Qinglian Sword Immortal's inheritance, so he quietly hid the sword order.

Then, somehow, the news leaked out.

The blood-clothed swordsman was hunted down by the organization.

The blood-clothed swordsman was able to achieve such a great reputation, and he was naturally not an idler. After several fights, he killed many elites sent by the organization.

The organization suffered heavy losses, and found that it would not be worthwhile to continue chasing and killing them, so they made a dirty trick and released news that the blood-clothed swordsman had obtained the treasures of a great master of concentration, not only the treasures that the master had collected for many years , and its martial arts inheritance.

The Martial Dao inheritance of Grandmaster Ningshen, even first-rate powers, not every power has it.

Its preciousness can be imagined.

In line with the principle of preferring to believe what he has, the blood-clothed swordsman has been hunted down by batch after batch of masters of the rivers and lakes.

Helpless, the blood-clothed swordsman had no choice but to seek help from his master.

Only then did the fellow members of the Kongtong Sword Sect know that the famous blood-clothed swordsman turned out to be a disciple of his own sect.

Whether it is for the reason of protecting fellow sects, or for the purpose of inheriting the blood-clothed swordsman's attention from the great master, the Kongtong Sword Sect has dispatched a large number of masters.

just.

The action of Kongtong master was one step too late.

When the blood-clothed swordsman was found, the blood-clothed swordsman had been besieged and killed many times by the masters of the rivers and lakes, and died of serious injuries, leaving only A Bing, an apprentice who was accidentally accepted during a certain mission.

Except for "Blood Killing Sword Art" and a Taibai Sword Order, the blood-clothed swordsman left nothing else for Bing.

pity!

The masters from the Kongtong Sword Sect didn't believe it.

After snatching the Taibai Sword Order, he continued to imprison A Bing, and forced him to ask about the inheritance of Master Ningshen and the whereabouts of the treasure.

A Bing was young, at first he was not taken seriously by the masters of the Kongtong Sword Sect.

I thought that by cooking A Bing for a few days with a method similar to boiling an eagle, everything would be explained.

This gave A Bing a chance.

After two days of hard work, he finally managed to kill a master guard with his chopsticks and was able to escape.

Then, there is a series of chases and escapes.

The two times when Jiangnan met A Bing were actually not the times when A Bing was seriously injured.

Once, Ah Bing passed out on the road, but fortunately he was rescued by a mulberry-picking peasant girl...

When Ah Bing was talking about this experience, his cold-blooded expression, which had always been indifferent, suddenly became ferocious, and the veins in the palm of his hand holding the iron long sword bulged.

It turned out that just because he saved A Bing and brought A Bing home, those masters of the Kongtong Sword Sect chased him too far. After two days of searching, the peasant girl's family was brutally murdered by her master's fellow disciples .

"Brother Jiang, tell me, how can such a bastard belong to a famous sect?"

Ah Bing asked Jiangnan in pain.

Kongtong Sword Sect, as one of the top ten sword sects in the world, is indeed a famous and decent school.

However, it is not uncommon for a decent disciple of a famous family to do such a thing.

After all, the so-called "Famous School of Decent School" is just a title to distinguish one's identity, and its main function is to distinguish it from the "evil school".

It doesn't mean that all the decent people are good people, and it doesn't mean that all the evil people are evil people.

Even a family of loyalty and filial piety often raises disobedient sons.

just.

Jiang Nan couldn't explain such a profound truth to this young man whose eyes had been blinded by hatred.

He had no choice but to say softly: "Perhaps, the sect doesn't know what they did."

"This is actually unavoidable."

"It's like, no matter how simple the village is, there will always be one or two lazy people or villains who bully the weak and fear the tough."

"You can treat them as rat droppings mixed in the food, and if you find them, just clean them up."

Jiang Nan paused and continued:

"You are a swordsman. I once heard a sentence from a top swordsman and thought it made sense. I will give it to you today."

"If you are undecided, you can ask Chunfeng. Chunfeng doesn't say anything, just follow your own heart."

Jiang Nan said it solemnly.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Ah Bing became even more confused.

Obviously.

This young man, with a limited level of education, did not understand the meaning of this classic quote.

Jiang Nan was not only dumb.

After a while, he added an explanation: "I am a swordsman, with a sword in hand, I am fearless."

"No matter what, why do you need to think too much? Just follow your heart."

"But if you have doubts, ask them with a sword. But if you have injustices, cut them with a sword."

"that is it!"

Ah Bing frowned, his eyes lit up, he tightened the iron plate in his hand, and suddenly said: "In the final analysis, the sword in your hand must be sharp enough. Then, no matter good or evil, good or evil, no one dares to bully me. Yes ?"

"Yeah." Jiang Nan nodded: "It can also be understood in this way."

Jiang Nan asked A Bing what his plans were now.

A Bing said that he was going to go deep into the center of Jiannan Dao. Jiannan Dao was the territory of the Demon Cult, and the members of the Kongtong Sword Sect did not dare to move out on a large scale, so he had a chance to escape.

Jiang Nan nodded, and I have to say that Ah Bing's idea is still good.

He glanced at the medicine bag in A Bing's hand.

If Ah Bing had to keep running, it would be inconvenient to cook medicine or something.

At the moment, he simply passed on the secret method of healing in the "Nine Mysterious Scriptures" to A Bing.

Anyway, it has already been passed on to my aunt and others, and there is not much A Bing.

In order to prevent the scar-faced swordsman from returning, Jiang Nan took A Bing back to the inn where he was staying, personally protected him, and let him run the secret healing method to heal his injuries.

Early the next morning, when Jiang Nan and A Bing parted ways, A Bing's injury was [-]% healed.

Although Ah Bing didn't say anything, his gratitude to Jiangnan was in his eyes.

After A Bing left, Jiang Nan didn't leave in a hurry, but bought a long sword from Weapon Book, changed his attire again, and quietly followed A Bing.

really.

Not long after Ah Bing walked out of Baishi City, he was blocked on the road by the scarred swordsman last night.

"Hey, little nephew, why didn't the young swordsman come with you yesterday?"

The scar-faced swordsman looked at A Bing who was alone, and asked with a strange smile.

Ah Bing knew that a battle was inevitable, so he did not hesitate, and immediately made the first move.

I just pray that the sword that I gave this animal uncle last night will affect his combat power and make me have the possibility of fighting for both sides.

Unfortunately, A Bing's prayer obviously did not come true.

The scarface swordsman's injury was not as serious as A Bing imagined.

After more than ten strokes, even though Ah Bing activated the blood-burning secret technique in the blood-killing swordsmanship, he still fell into a disadvantage and was in a precarious situation.

"Hey, little nephew, why bother?"

"As long as you hand over what your master passed on to you, I promise, I won't kill you to silence you."

"Moreover, I can also take you under my sect, lead you back to the Kongtong Sword Sect, and become an official disciple of the famous sect."

"After I have thoroughly studied the martial arts inheritance of that great master of concentration and broke through the innate realm, I will pass on the inheritance and experience to you together."

"Your talent is stronger than all my disciples."

"As long as you nod your head, you are the only disciple who can inherit my mantle."

"In the future, don't everything about me still belong to you?!"

The scar-faced swordsman said with a provocative expression. In the end, with that look and voice, it seemed that even he himself believed it.

Unexpectedly, the answer that greeted the Scarface Swordsman was a mouthful of saliva.

"Pooh!"

A Bing spat fiercely in the direction of the scar-faced swordsman, and cursed coldly:

"You are also worthy to be my master?"

The Scarface Swordsman was furious.

"Bastard! I see you, you don't cry when you see the coffin. That's fine, today, I'll let you have a good look at my methods, Master Uncle, so that you will be completely convinced!"

As the scarfaced swordsman spoke, his long sword swung again, and the power on the sword immediately increased a lot.

A Bing reluctantly received the three swords, but was forced to retreat six steps, and the corner of his mouth was overflowing with blood.

Obviously, the Scarface Swordsman has always kept his hands back from the previous shots.

A Bing's always indifferent expression finally changed a little.It never occurred to me that even under the circumstances of last night, this beast uncle did not show his true strength.

Ah Bing knew that today he would probably be unable to escape from his opponent.

Just be cruel, and all the blood in your body will be ignited, and you will do a desperate blow, and you will die together...

A bright sword light suddenly shot out from the forest beside the road, stabbing the scarred swordsman's vest.

Scarface Swordsman's attention was all on A-Bing.

Sensing the killing intent coming from behind, he hastily swung his sword back to block, but he was a step too late after all.

Can only try to one side of the body.

Just like that, the right rib was also pierced.

Speaking of which, this scarface swordsman is really unlucky.

Last night, he was stabbed in the left rib by A Bing, and today he was stabbed in the right rib by Jiang Nan, which is considered symmetrical.

"It's you?!"

The scar-faced swordsman endured the severe pain and retreated two feet away. When he saw the person who attacked him clearly, he couldn't help but exclaimed.

Half of the surprise attack was actually Jiang Nan, and the other half was surprised that the boy who was with A Bing last night was obviously using a knife, but now he changed it to a sword.

Moreover, judging from the feeling of the sword just now, the sword technique is not weak.

"Big Brother Jiang!"

A Bing was also full of surprises.

"Yeah. Wait for a while, and I'll talk about it after I get rid of this ugly ghost." Jiang Nan nodded to A Bing as if no one was around.

"Don't be ashamed!"

The scarface swordsman raised his hand and tapped twice near the injured left rib, temporarily slowing down the bleeding from the wound.

Glaring at Jiangnan, he shouted, "You ignorant Xiaoxiao who only knows how to attack from behind, if you let you leave alive today, I will eat shit on my head!"

"Heh! If you want to cheat food and drink, how can there be such a good thing." Jiangnan pursed his mouth in disdain.

The Scarface Swordsman almost choked to death.

Cheat food and drink?

Are you talking about me?
Why should I lie to that thing to eat?
"Ah...you are courting death!"

The more the scar-faced swordsman thought about it, the more he felt insulted. He roared angrily, and stabbed Jiangnan in the heart with his sword.

The Jiangnan long sword was raised lightly, like an antelope's horns, and lightly tapped the scar-faced swordsman's sword-holding wrist.

The scar-faced swordsman's expression changed drastically, and he hastily withdrew his sword and changed his move. The long sword drew a semicircle in the air, and then stabbed at Jiangnan's arm.

Jiang Nan's long sword swung lightly, and the tip of the sword happened to meet the scar-faced swordsman's wrist holding the sword again.

Next, the Scarface Swordsman made several moves.

But each time, Jiangnan was like a prophet, always able to stab the scar-faced swordsman's weak point one step ahead of time, or blocked the scar-faced swordsman's attacking path, forcing the scar-faced swordsman to continue to change his moves.

The more moves the scarface swordsman made, the more aggrieved he became.

"You also know "Serial Killing Sword"?"

The scarfaced swordsman took several steps back and asked loudly.

This was the only possibility he could think of.

"What "Serial Sword of Death"? I'm not a disciple of your Kongtong Sword Sect." Jiang Nan denied it.

The less people know about martial arts, the better.

Originally, when he was at the pharmacy last night, Jiang Nan didn't like the scar-faced swordsman's swordsmanship.

To this day, the Scarface Swordsman was enraged by A Bing and used his true skills.

Seeing his swordsmanship, Jiangnan saw that his moves were fast and closely connected, and he guessed that it was probably the Kongtong Sword School's town-style swordsmanship "Serial Sword of Death", and he immediately used today's supernatural powers without hesitation.

Sure enough, I got my wish.

However, Jiangnan's serial killing swordsmanship is only a small achievement, not as profound as the Scarface Swordsman.

As for the scarface swordsman's sword attack, he was only familiar with it and could predict it, but he couldn't directly find the flaw.

Therefore, it is impossible to defeat the scar-faced swordsman with one move like he defeated Li Xuanguan who used the "Cuiwei Sword Art" with one sword in the Zhongnan Sword School.

However, Jiang Nan is not in a hurry.

The scar-faced swordsman was injured on both ribs, and every time he made a move, blood would spurt from the wound, and it would only get weaker and weaker.

After another seven or eight moves, the Scarface Swordsman, who sensed that something was wrong, turned his head and rushed directly to A Bing, trying to escape from the weaker A Bing.

How could Jiang Nan let him get what he wished? The long sword suddenly dropped from his hand and threw it at the scarred swordsman's vest.

The scarface swordsman heard the wind and had no choice but to turn around and block with his sword.

Jiangnan's long sword was knocked away by the scar-faced swordsman.

However, the Scarface Swordsman was less than ten feet away from A Bing.

With such a good opportunity, how could A Bing, who had been watching and secretly preparing, let it go?
The moment the scar-faced swordsman turned around, the blood-killing swordsmanship broke out suddenly, directly chopping off the arm that the scar-faced swordsman swung.

The scar-faced swordsman let out a cry of pain, and his arm fell to the ground together with the long sword.

A Bing succeeded with his sword, without stopping, the iron-like long sword turned, and hit the scar-faced swordsman's abdomen who wanted to turn around again, the wound was deep and long.

The scarface swordsman staggered and sat down on the ground.

While desperately clutching a piece of intestine that had fallen out of the wound with his remaining left hand, he looked at the blood-stained iron sheet that A Bing had pointed to in his throat with horrified eyes, begging for mercy in a mournful voice:
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I am your uncle, if you kill me, you will be hunted down by the entire Kongtong Sword Sect!"

(End of this chapter)