Martial arts: start from copying the root bone

Chapter 8 0008: Straight to the point
Lu Changfeng hasn't been out of the martial arts gym for a long time.

Lu Changfeng clearly knew that this world was very dangerous.

Basically stay in the martial arts gym to practice every day, not to waste the root talent that I copied.

This time, he walked out of the martial arts hall with Zhang Desheng.

Lu Changfeng noticed that there were more yellow and skinny homeless men on the outer city streets.

The gazes of these homeless people looking at others are full of exploration and longing.

From time to time, people on the street are swarmed by homeless people and robbed of their belongings.

There is no county government in the outer city to quickly maintain law and order, and there is no way to report the crimes that have been robbed of property.

Wherever Lu Changfeng and his apprentice went, the homeless man ran far away.

One of them is unbelievably strong, and the other looks like a hill. At first glance, they look like martial arts practitioners. The hungry skinny body of a homeless man may go to the king of Hades directly if they are rubbed. How dare they come up to seek death.

It was midsummer at this time.

There were rotting corpses in some streets and alleys, and there was an extremely foul smell.

Lu Changfeng glanced around, and saw a rotten corpse covered with bedbugs in a stinky canal.

Zhang Desheng was well-informed, and he couldn't help sighing. In the last years of a dynasty, in troubled times, this is a rare thing in hundreds of years.

Yunyang Mansion, where Fengcheng is located, is relatively peaceful for the time being.

I heard that the Qingshan Mansion next door has already been controlled by the sect forces, and the soldiers in the mansion are weak, and the warlords are constantly fighting.

From time to time, refugees fled to the side of Yunyang Mansion. Fengcheng, as one of the junctions between Yunyang Mansion and Qingshan Mansion, also had constant influx of refugees and rebels.

One of the tasks that Zhang Desheng personally hired this time was jointly entrusted by several shops in the inner city.

Their goods have been frequently looted by a group of rebels wandering outside Fengcheng.

After thinking about it, he decided to ask Zhang Desheng to kill this gang of rebels at a price of 800 taels of silver.

The situation of the rebellious army has been inquired clearly by the company.

This group of rebels should be a team of a sect force that failed to fight for the city in Qingshan Mansion.

There are about 50 people in total.

The leader is a martial artist of the fifth level of forging blood.

There are two blood-forging-level warriors under him, who are his left and right arms, and the rest of the chaos are ordinary people.

Along the way, Zhang Desheng narrated the situation to Lu Changfeng.

At the end, he said: "The main purpose this time is to let you see the blood. I will take care of the three blood forging warriors. I will leave those ordinary soldiers to you."

"Kill as many as you can."

"Don't be scruples. These rebels fled all the way to the vicinity of Fengcheng, burned, killed, looted and did a lot of evil. I don't know how many lives were contaminated."

"Killing them is doing a good deed."

Lu Changfeng nodded slightly.

Zhang Desheng took out another pair of soft armor for Lu Changfeng to put on.

The soft armor can protect Lu Changfeng's torso.

After Lu Changfeng put on the soft armor, he tried holding a sword, and it didn't affect his physical activities at all.

Zhang Desheng himself walked empty-handed, without any weapons in his hand.

The master and apprentice walked all the way, and soon came to the edge of the outer city.

The walls of the outer city are only symbolic earthen walls more than three meters high, and there are no county soldiers guarding the entrances and exits.

When the master and apprentice left the city, they went straight to their destination.

Warriors move extremely fast.

After more than half an hour, the master and apprentice arrived at the location recorded in the information.

In a small valley.

The valley here is only thirty miles away from Fengcheng.

It is very convenient to observe the caravans entering and leaving Fengcheng, no wonder they loot so timely every time.

However, the soldiers here did not understand the situation in Fengcheng. In Fengcheng, there were not only the Wang family in the inner city, but they were also squeezed out of the inner city by the Wang family. Several forces in the outer city should not be underestimated.

It was so close to Fengcheng, if Zhang Desheng didn't make a move, sooner or later someone else would make a move to wipe out this rebellious army.

Outside the valley, the master and apprentice had already identified the location of the rebellious soldiers.

"Master, how do we attack?"

"How to attack? Of course it's going straight in alone!"

"You follow me."

Zhang Desheng stepped into the valley like no one else.

"who?!"

"Someone came to die!"

"what!!"

Zhang Desheng slapped a chaotic soldier approaching on the chest, and sent him flying.

The rebels flew seven or eight meters in mid-air, and knocked down three or four rebels.

"Kill me!" The leader of the rebels gave an order, and all the rebels rushed towards the master and apprentice.

However, he himself did see Zhang Desheng's force, and after giving the order, he took two of his subordinates and ran away towards the other exit of the valley!
"Humph."

How could Zhang Desheng let the thief leader escape.

I saw Zhang Desheng palmed out with both hands repeatedly, and with his exquisite palm technique, the soldiers surrounding him flew away like falling feathers.

Zhang Desheng circulated his internal energy and chased towards the leader of the rebellion like lightning.

When Zhang Desheng left, Lu Changfeng also welcomed his first enemy.

A rebel soldier brandished a spear and stabbed at Lu Changfeng.

Lu Changfeng drew out the long sword at his waist, and passed sideways, with the strike behind, piercing through the center of the soldier's forehead with a sword.

Pulling out the long sword, the soldier fell to the ground with a bang.

It's too late to experience the feeling of killing for the first time.

Many more soldiers came with spears in their hands.

In order to quickly form combat effectiveness, the soldiers often use long spears as their weapons.

Because the length of the spear is long enough, and the required iron material is also small, the cost is low, and it is only necessary to make the head of the spear and match it with a wooden pole.

In this situation, Dacheng's [Blaster Swordsmanship] showed its power.

Lu Changfeng quickly had a countermeasure in his mind.

While changing his figure, he drew out his sword, and accurately and quickly cut off the joints of several soldiers' spears.

When the soldiers were at a loss, what followed was a unique move 'Storm'.

The long sword stabbed several times in a row, all hitting the vital points of the soldiers in front of him.

Several soldiers fell to the ground almost simultaneously.

These few sword moves made the surrounding soldiers who wanted to besiege Lu Changfeng pause slightly.

Lu Changfeng took the initiative to attack instead!
A long iron sword was danced in Lu Changfeng's hands, making sword shadows.

The surrounding soldiers were beheaded to the ground one after another.

Lu Changfeng killed more than a dozen soldiers in a row. Ordinary soldiers could not pose a threat without an absolute numerical advantage against Lu Changfeng, who was at the second level of blood forging and had a great swordsmanship.

Seeing how brave Lu Changfeng was, the surrounding soldiers started to flee.

Lu Changfeng pursued for a while, and beheaded seven or eight deserting soldiers. Seeing that the soldiers had run far away, he stopped the pursuit.

When he came back to his senses, looking at the blood spattered all over his body, Lu Changfeng's heart throbbed just now.

However, perhaps Lu Changfeng himself has a character with a strong tolerance, and he is still calm when he kills dozens of rebels in a row.

There was no vomiting or anything like that.

"well done."

A figure jumped over.

It was Zhang Desheng who was holding the thief's head.

The mere fifth level of forging blood, naturally cannot jump the pursuit of Zhang Desheng who is in the realm of Yijin.

Zhang Desheng killed the thief leader in one fell swoop, and cut off his head as proof of reward.

And Zhang Desheng gave Lu Changfeng enough opportunities to practice, and waited for Lu Changfeng to defeat the chaos army before he appeared from the side.

"Master, those rebels who fled."

Zhang Desheng waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, the leader of the thief has been killed by us, and some soldiers have been killed, and they can't make waves."
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(End of this chapter)