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

Chapter 9
"Ye Ling?"

An untimely voice sounded, Yang Xiu was waiting to be killed, but the other party didn't make a move for a long time.

Opening his eyes, he saw Ye Ling holding a long blood-stained knife with a blank expression on his face, beside him was the broken body of his thin junior brother, with blood flowing horizontally.

Violence spread.

"Ye...Ye Ling?"

Yang Xiu said tentatively.

So it was Ye Ling? Brother Fat knew the name of the man in front of him, his eyes wandered, and his mind was thinking rapidly.

At the same time, he said:
"I'm a disciple of the Qingcheng faction. If you let me go, I can hide the fact that my junior brother was killed for you, and I can even push it to this bodyguard."

"If you don't let me go, the next thing you will face is the Qingcheng faction's endless revenge! Although you are very powerful, you are only one person. How can you fight against the Qingcheng faction?"

Fat brother braced himself up and looked at Ye Ling.

At the same time holding a long sword, his eyes wandered, thinking about how to escape quickly.

As long as you escape to the Fuwei Escort, or the stronghold of the Qingcheng faction, you will be safe!
Ye Ling's face remained unchanged and he did not answer.

Instead, he slashed down with a knife, and at the same time, the shrill voice of fat senior brother sounded: "If you want to kill me, the Qingcheng faction will not let you go..."

"Pfft~"

The sharp blade enters the body.

The fat brother's head flew high, the pupils of his eyes shrank, and there was a look of horror.

The headless corpse spurted blood like a fountain, and then fell softly to the ground.

Yang Xiu's expression was dull at this moment.

Rubbed his eyes.

Is it possible that I am dreaming?
Is this still the Ye Ling I know well?

In the previous impression.

Although Ye Ling has a strong body, he has a handsome face.

But in the end, he is just an ordinary person, and his level of martial arts is not much different from his own.

But how many days?
Such a big change!
More than one person killed almost all the hooligans in Fuzhou City.

Even the disciples of the Qingcheng faction, the real masters with internal strength, are not all-in-one enemies under his sword?
"Ye, Ye Ling, is it really you?"

Yang Xiu said with a look of disbelief, trembling slightly.

And Ye Ling just glanced at him.

did not speak.

He put away the blood knife and left on his own.

in a dark alley.

Only Yang Xiu, who doubted his life, was left, and two broken bodies.

The mixture of blood and sewage gave off an unpleasant smell, and the smell of blood was soaring.

……

"Master, five more disciples have disappeared in the past few days. In Fuzhou City, there seems to be another force deliberately targeting my Qingcheng faction."

"In the past few days, as long as there are disciples who are alone, people are panicked, for fear of being beheaded by that mysterious force."

Inside the restaurant.

A disciple knelt on one knee and said tremblingly.

His head was deeply lowered, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, he didn't dare to look at Yu Canghai more, for fear of being angered by Yu Canghai.

"Snapped!"

The teacup was thrown to the ground, and then turned into fine powder. The scalding tea flowed all over the floor, and even wet the clothes of the disciples below.

He was so hot that he grinned his teeth, but his figure didn't dare to move.

"hateful!"

Yu Canghai's complexion turned blue and then pale, his hair was standing up one by one, his eyes were red, obviously he was on the verge of going berserk.

"Are you all a bunch of trash! It's been so many days, and you don't even know the murderer's name!"

Yu Canghai looked at the kneeling disciple below, his fingers were trembling slightly due to excessive anger.

Counting, a total of more than a dozen disciples of the Qingcheng sect had died.

Even though the Qingcheng Pai family had a great career, Yu Canghai felt a burst of heartache.

"Master, we just caught a bodyguard from Fuwei Bodyguard Agency who wanted to sneak out of the city, named Yang Xiu."

"At this time, he is being held in a cell. Coincidentally, this person witnessed the scene of two Qingcheng sect disciples fighting the murderer a few days ago. At this time, we have already pried out the information."

The disciple below was panicked, cupped his hands, and said hastily.

Yu Canghai suddenly turned his head.

A fierce light flickered in his eyes.

"Don't tell me soon!"

"Yes."

"This murderer, named Ye Ling, used to be a bodyguard of the Fuwei Escort, but he left the Fuwei Escort not long ago..."

The disciples below quickly reported.

Report all the information about Ye Ling, his appearance, his proficiency in using weapons, and even the killing of all the hooligans in Fuzhou City by one person before.

After a while.

Yu Canghai sat on the chair, and the armrest beside him was crushed, turning into fine powder and falling down one after another.

All the information about Ye Ling was deeply remembered in his heart.

"Ye Ling..."

Yu Canghai's tone was low, his face was full of clouds, and the killing intent in his heart was constantly expanding.

"I will definitely crush you to ashes!"

……

Fuwei Escort.

At this time, the house was deserted, and the scene of the past filled with guests was no longer there, and it looked extremely deserted.

Inside the dart board.

Panic.

Being targeted by a martial arts sect like the Qingcheng Sect is tantamount to annihilation.

They are all ordinary people. Even if they have learned some boxing skills, how can they compare with the serious martial arts schools?

That is a master with internal strength!

The strength is not at the same level at all.

Everyone felt a sense of despair in their hearts.

I only hope that someone who is capable can take action to save Fuwei Escort.

And in the hall at this time.

Lin Zhennan was sitting on a chair, his rather heroic face was full of fatigue, and his originally pitch-black hair also showed a trace of gray.

During this period of time, I was exhausted physically and mentally, and I didn't have a good night's sleep.

below.

A servant was reporting, his face pale and his tone trembling:
"Chief Escort, none of the people we sent out escaped from Fuzhou City, and some of them were beheaded by those Qingcheng Sect disciples as soon as they left the Fuwei Escort."

"Even if you are lucky enough to run far, you will be hunted down endlessly by those Qingcheng sect disciples. Now the corpses are all placed outside."

"I counted them, there are seven people in total, and none of them in Fuwei Escort can escape."

The servant's eyes were full of fear.

The Qingcheng faction is really terrifying.

Even if the Fuwei Escorts have a great career, but if they really offend this kind of martial arts school, they will not escape the end of their family being ruined.

Lin Zhennan and his wife, who were sitting above, also frowned, their faces pale.

"Hey, it's a good thing I sent Pingzhi away in advance."

"Otherwise, my Lin family will really be wiped out."

Lin Zhennan sighed softly and shook his head.

As things stand now, he sees no hope of surviving.

The wife on the side also shed tears, looking extremely vulnerable.

"Unfortunately, if we die, Ping'er will have no one to rely on in the future, I really can't let go..."

Lin Zhennan hugged his wife's shoulders, his eyes were full of tiredness, loneliness and other emotions, as if he was late.

(End of this chapter)