Zongwu: Our Rivers and Lakes

Chapter 11 First Trial of Beiming
"Hey... Lin Qiye, Lin Qiye, save me, save me!"

As soon as Long Peng appeared, he heard a cry for help. He listened to the sound and looked around, only to see a "long worm" wriggling out from a red maple tree.

Long Peng was taken aback for a moment, but when the "long worm" showed his cheeks, he realized that it was Zhong Ling who was tied up by five flowers.

Don't say, this tied posture is quite shameful.

Sikong Xuan stroked the goatee lightly, and gave his subordinates a look, and the two Shennong disciples immediately pushed Zhong Ling down again.

Looking at this scene, Long Peng was speechless: This Zhong Ling looked very smart before, why has he become so stupid now.

"Your Excellency knew this little girl?"

"There was a relationship."

Sikong Xuan looked Long Peng's eyes up and down, and nodded slightly, "This little girl manipulated poison just now, and she asked me to poison my disciple. It is really abominable. If you don't have any close relationship with her, please leave."

"Otherwise, don't blame the old man, the Shennong Gang, for bullying the few."

Say it.

These Shennong Gang disciples took a step forward, their bright blades dazzled by the rising red sun.

The meaning of threat is self-evident.

"It's possible to leave."

Long Peng nodded, and in Zhong Lingsheng's unlovable eyes, he pointed to the Yunnan horse, "However, you still need to return my horse."

"Hey, you kid don't take my Shennong Gang too seriously!"

Before Sikong Xuan could answer, a disciple next to him was holding a long knife and slashing at Long Peng's face.

Clang——

Long Peng raised his hand to block the scabbard, but saw that the man suddenly took out a handful of powder from his arms and sprinkled it.

"You use poison?"

Long Peng dodged it, looked at the rapidly withering vegetation under the poisonous powder, frowned, and immediately used "Lingbo Weibu" to dodge and approach, and stabbed straight with his sword in an ordinary way.

puff-

Bright red blood splashed all over the ground, and Long Peng stood holding his sword, "Master Sikong, your subordinates don't follow the rules, so you don't need to thank me for teaching you a lesson."

The veins twitched at the corners of Sikong Xuan's eyebrows.

True.

He was dissatisfied with the way that man interrupted his speech just now, but Long Peng killed that man with a sword in front of everyone.

If he doesn't do something and lose face, how will he establish prestige in the gang in the future?How to convince the public?
"Your Excellency's sudden assassination, I'm afraid it's a little too much?"

With a calm expression on his face, Long Peng said indifferently, "If Master Sikong feels dissatisfied, you can discuss with someone."

Sikong Xuan was bitten by Zhong Ling's Lightning Mink not long ago, and he has been poisoned, so he doesn't want to do it, otherwise, if the poison gets into his heart, it will be hard for a god to save him.

"Your Excellency is in the prime of life and has extraordinary martial arts skills, but the old man is in poor health, so I am afraid that he is not your opponent."

Long Peng was slightly taken aback, never expecting that he would admit cowardly.

"Since that's the case, then return the horse to XX, and XX will leave without disturbing you."

Sikong Xuan raised his hand, and asked someone to escort Zhong Ling over, "Your Excellency killed my disciple and wanted to leave so easily, I'm sorry I can't agree."

"What do you mean?"

Sikong Xuan laughed dryly, took out a dagger, and placed it on Zhong Ling's fair face stained with a little dust, "Your Excellency might as well throw down your weapon and claim your true energy. If so, old man..."

Long Peng interrupted impatiently, "I don't know that woman well, and I don't have any chivalrous heart. Whether you cut her into pieces or cut her into pieces, it has nothing to do with me."

"I just want to ask you now, will you return my horse or not?"

Sikong Xuan's expression froze, he looked suspiciously at Long Peng, then at Zhong Ling who was full of anger, and finally at the Dianma grazing quietly over there, feeling that he had never been so speechless in half his life.

'Could this person be a fool, or is he really not familiar with this woman, otherwise why would he leave such a beautiful girl alone and want a broken horse? '

"say!!"

Long Peng yelled violently, and stepped forward with his sword in his hand. The disciples of the Shennong Gang didn't want to stop him, and he couldn't help but look at Sikong Xuan.

Sikong Xuan felt a little bit stuck, pulled out his dagger, and said loudly, "Don't come here, or the old man will really make a move."

Long Peng ignored him and continued to move forward.

"Lin Qiye, you bastard, I thought you were a good person, but I misread you."

Zhong Ling yelled at Long Peng, then stared at Sikong Xuan, "Sikong Xuan, if you dare to hurt me, don't try to cure me, brother Duan and my father will not let you go! !"

Sikong Xuan was extremely helpless, one head and two big, he watched Long Peng walk by, but he couldn't do anything.

"Man, let's go."

Long Peng bent down and untied the noose that restrained the horse. At this moment, several Shenlong Gang disciples swung their weapons and killed them.

pity.

The difference in martial arts was really too great, Long Peng counted his swords neatly, and already took three lives.

After this.

Everyone was terrified, and they knew it in their hearts, they didn't even dare to surround Long Peng, for fear that he would change his mind and take over his group.

"drive!"

Long Peng got on his horse and left grandly under the gaze of everyone, but they were helpless.

brush--

Just when everyone thought that Long Peng was leaving, a long cloth suddenly wrapped around Zhong Ling's waist and pulled her onto the horse's back.

Seeing this, Sikong Xuan was shocked, his lungs were about to explode, and he didn't care if his hands would deepen the poisoning, so he jumped into the air and hit Longpeng's back with his palm.

"Good come!"

Long Peng laughed, turned around and greeted him with a palm, secretly using the magic method of "Beiming Shengong".

In mid-air, the two palms met and fell into a stalemate.

Seeing that Long Peng was going to compete with him in internal strength, Si Longxuan was very pleasantly surprised. He only felt that although his martial arts were strong, he was only stronger than swordsmanship, and with his young age, his internal strength would definitely not be very deep.

In this way, the transmission of internal force is accelerated, and it is bound to severely damage Long Peng with one blow.

It took about five or six breaths to feel it.

Sikongxuan's face turned slightly pale, and when he realized that his internal energy poured into Longpeng's body, he was like a mud cow falling into the sea. When he disappeared, he was startled, and couldn't help saying: "Huagong Dafa, you are a member of the Xingxiu Sect!"

Long Peng didn't answer, and there was no emotion on his face, but from the sweat on his temples, it could be seen that he was not relaxed.

"North Ming Divine Art" extremely taboos people who are more powerful than oneself.

With a small and broad mind, a large amount of different kinds of zhenqi poured into the body. If one is not careful, those different kinds of zhenqi will run away, impacting the meridians and viscera, and even more seriously, it will even burst the dantian.

Fortunately.

Long Peng has already mastered several strange scriptures, and his dantian is not as small as that of ordinary beginners, so it will not be in danger for the time being.

Unexpectedly, Sikong Xuan didn't know the pros and cons of "Northern Underworld Divine Art", he was already panicked, his heart was bent, he was determined not to let his years of painstaking practice go to waste, and tried his best to reduce the output of internal energy.

"Humph!"

With a muffled snort, Sikong Xuan fell from the sky, lying on the ground as if he had collapsed, unable to raise any strength.

Even in such a situation, it was Sikong Xuan's luck.

If it wasn't for the fact that Long Peng was also tightening his internal strength just now, this Sikong Xuan would have lost half of his life under the impact of "Northern True Qi" if he hadn't been sucked dry.

(End of this chapter)