Zongwu: People are in Fuwei, bullying all living beings with swords

Chapter 11 Wrong, I am Ninth Grade!
"How brave!"

Yu Canghai was furious in an instant, his inner strength suddenly appeared, and he was so powerful that he exhausted all his strength with just one blow.

"Ding~"

The sound of gold and iron clashing spread everywhere.

The ordinary disciples on the side covered their ears one after another, with a trace of pain on their faces.

Yu Canghai took a few steps back, but the black-clothed figure didn't stop, turned his head and left after the blow.

Yu Canghai calmed down his surging internal energy, and looked into the distance with his icy eyes.

I saw that person's movement was extremely fast, and he was about to escape from his sight in just a moment.

Yu Canghai hesitated for a moment, but did not pursue.

"Humph."

"What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you gather up the gatekeeper's body?"

Yu Canghai snorted coldly, looked at the disciples at the side with a cold expression, his heart swelled with murderous intent.

That Ye Ling.

Although the martial arts are good.

But he is still far from himself. Next time we fight, it will not be so easy to run again.

The disciples on the side kept silent, not daring to touch Yu Canghai's brow.

They took the items for collecting the corpses and walked towards the corpses of the doormen scattered on the ground.

……

After a blow with Yu Canghai.

Ye Ling didn't stay, and soon came to a deserted courtyard.

He found a stone pier and sat down, and put the long knife aside with a blank expression.

Ye Ling supported her forehead with a thoughtful expression on her face.

The fight with Yu Canghai just now.

From the eyes of others, it is evenly matched.

But I also took advantage of the geographical advantage and beat the low with the high.

The real strength is not as good as Yu Canghai.

From the blow just now, Ye Ling could clearly feel Yu Canghai's huge internal force, which was much stronger than his own.

and.

His martial arts are also very superb, and his swordsmanship is very good, he deserves the title of head of the Qingcheng School.

If it is said that martial arts levels are divided into nine ranks.

Yu Canghai probably has the strength of the sixth rank.

And although his realm is at the ninth rank, his real strength should be at the eighth rank, or even more!

"Ha ha……"

Ye Ling sneered.

Although the difference in strength is obvious, I feel more confident in my heart.

I have made up for the shortcomings of Qinggong. I can fight and walk. At worst, I will refer to my previous life and fight guerrilla warfare with this Qingcheng faction.

As for Yu Canghai, his current cultivation has stagnated.

Even with the increase of age, the real strength will continue to decline.

This time I came to look for the evil sword technique, also to break through the current bottleneck and become stronger.

And yourself.

With systematic blessing, with the continuous killing, the strength will improve rapidly.

Between one advance and one retreat.

The future is clear.

time.

Stand by yourself!

……

The entrance of Fuwei Escort.

The corpses of the Qingcheng sect disciples have been cleaned up, and they have not been exposed to the wilderness.

Yu Canghai stood aside, the fury on his face had subsided a little, and his heart became calm.

Several daring disciples came to Yu Canghai with doubts in their eyes.

after all.

They all saw it just now.

After matching a move with a strange man, the head of the sect even took two steps back, which seemed to be evenly divided.

Subsequently.

The strange man left so arrogantly that even the head of the sect couldn't keep him.

Several disciples were nervous, looked at Yu Canghai, and asked:
"Master, who was that just now? They can even share the same with you?"

"Hehe, evenly divided?"

Yu Canghai had a disdainful expression on his face.

"It's just taking advantage of the geographical advantage, confronting head-on, I will kill him!"

Yu Canghai looked at the crowd, stroked his beard, and said slowly:
"The person just now should be that Ye Ling."

"The strength is good, but it is far from enough. It is only the realm of the eighth rank."

"Those disciples who died before should have been killed by that villain Ye Ling after they were ordered."

"However, that's the end of it for him. Now go and defend the entire Fuzhou City, and don't allow anyone from the Fuwei Escort to leave!"

Yu Canghai's face was serious, and his tone was quite disdainful.

"What? Only eight grades?"

Everyone present was shocked.

They believed in the words of the leader.

A mere eighth grade can kill more than a dozen disciples of the Qingcheng faction.

It seems that Ye Ling was just a cunning and insidious person, who killed many senior brothers by means of sneak attacks and other tricks.

Don't dare to fight head-on!

"Don't worry, Sect Leader, we will definitely smash these rats into pieces, and comfort the souls of all the brothers and sisters in heaven!"

Everyone agreed abruptly, gnashing their teeth at the mention of Ye Ling.

I can't wait to hold the sword and kill him on the spot!

"Ah."

Yu Canghai stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction.

……

at dusk.

The sun is about to set, dyeing the entire city of Fuzhou golden yellow.

At the gate of the city, people came in and out of the city in an endless stream.

The world is full of fireworks.

only.

At the gate of the city today, there are several Qingcheng sect disciples wearing green robes and long swords on their waists.

When Ye Ling came to the city gate, he looked at several Qingcheng sect disciples with cold eyes, and they seemed to be discussing something softly.

Ye Ling approached quietly.

Several Qingcheng sect disciples didn't notice, but continued to talk.

"My lord has already spoken. After the Fuwei Escort Agency is destroyed, everyone will be rewarded with a sum of money, which can be spent at will."

"Haha, why don't you go to Yixianglou to have fun? I've had my eyes on the leading lady there for a long time."

"Tsk, there is no pursuit. That Lin Zhennan's wife is really full of charm. She was a famous heroine in the Jianghu back then."

"The taste of a heroine, you don't want to..."

"Hey hey hey..."

Several Qingcheng sect disciples whispered to each other, showing a wretched smile that men can understand.

After a while, one person looked a little nervous.

"Brothers, Ye Ling hasn't been caught yet. He was a fierce man who killed more than a dozen disciples. If we don't catch him, I will really have trouble sleeping and eating, little brother."

"Haha, junior brother, don't worry, the master has already laid a net to make sure that Ye Ling never comes back."

"What's more, Ye Ling is a mere eighth grade, and he can't escape the palm of my Qingcheng faction at all!"

"That Ye Ling is just a mouse in the gutter, it's hard to be elegant."

"He can only use some ghostly tricks to attack secretly. When our brothers and sisters gather together, he doesn't even dare to fart!"

Several Qingcheng sect disciples laughed loudly.

The passers-by before the city gate all looked sideways, looking a little puzzled.

Just now.

A cold and calm voice rang in the ears of the disciples of the Qingcheng School, causing cold sweat to break out on the backs of the people.

"Wrong, I am the ninth grade!"

(End of this chapter)