Hang up from apprentice Li Mochou

Chapter 167 I want to be the leader of the Ming Cult (please subscribe)
Northland.

A carriage was driving smoothly on the official road. The driver spurred the horse and drove it forward. The iron rings on the carriage swayed, and a cold crashing sound was heard.

Lu Nianchou sat on the carriage, looking at the dark sky outside, his eyes shining with a faint light.

At this time, more than a month had passed since he left Jiaxing.

That night, he stayed with Cheng Ying until dawn, then left a letter to Lu Liding and drifted away.

He was alone and had excellent Qinggong skills. His internal energy had been transformed into the pure Yang Qi of the Nine Yang Divine Art, which was an almost endless supply. It only took him more than ten days to return to the Northland.

In addition to the two meridians of Ren and Du, the other six meridians of the eight extraordinary meridians are all connected. With the hang-up system, there is naturally no bottleneck.

It's just that the Ren and Du meridians require more experience than the previous meridians, so the progress will inevitably slow down.

But Lu Nianchou didn't care. According to the current progress, it would take at most another year to get through the governor. By then, even though the world is big, you can go all out.

Especially the Quanzhen Heart Technique, which he has now cultivated to level 9. He has temporarily put aside the Nine Yang Divine Technique to focus on this internal technique, hoping to perfect it as soon as possible.

In this way, the innate skills can be understood as soon as possible, and the seven martial arts of the Quanzhen Sect can be integrated into one with the help of the system, and the swordsmanship can be developed into unparalleled magical skills.

With the Nine Yang Divine Art, the Beidou Tiangang Sword Technique, and the Ming Cult's Great Shift of the Universe, even the Five Ultimate Skills may not be able to overwhelm him by the time he penetrates the Rendu and Du Lines.

Along the way north, if he encountered someone oppressing the people, whether it was the local gentry bullies or the Mongols, he would kill them. He was extremely ruthless. As long as he was targeted, no one could escape.

Afterwards, the enemy's blood was used to leave on the ground the words "Guangming Right Envoy's Ghost Seeking Sorrow".

When he arrived in the north, he committed nineteen major crimes one after another, killing more than a hundred people, prompting the Mongolian court to issue a wanted order and even send experts to encircle and suppress him.

But not only did he not flee, but he went out with great fanfare. After repelling several interceptions and killings, the Mingjiao's reputation as a ghost has become more and more popular in the North.

"I wonder when the Right Envoy of Light, Mrs. Miaoyu, will contact me?"

Everything Lu Nianchou did was to attract the bright right envoy of the Ming Cult. With the support of the Ming Cult, many things could proceed smoothly.

You must know that the Northland has now become the world of the Mongols. As a master under King Kublai Khan, Nimoxing's whereabouts and surrounding layout are definitely not known to ordinary people.

Although the upper echelons of the Ming Cult were almost wiped out by King Jinlun, they still have deep roots among the people. There are people from them among the lower circles, and they are extremely well-informed.

That's why Lu Nianchou deliberately made such a big fuss, wanting to contact the Right Envoy of Light who forced him to join the Ming Cult.

Of course, if you just want to kill Nimoxing, you can also think of some other ways.

But now that the masters of Mingjiao are almost dead, and there is an emptiness inside, this is undoubtedly the best opportunity to get the Great Shift of the Universe, and he will naturally not miss it.

Lu Nianchou was thinking, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and he said softly: "Another person is here to die."

The carriage creaked forward, and the scenery kept going backwards. However, the driver's eyes were rolling, and he looked around imperceptibly, and he was still mumbling: "There is a trail ahead of here, although there is no pipeline. It's much closer if you go, so sit down, young man."

A sneer flashed across Lu Nianchou's face. From the beginning, he realized that there was something wrong with the driver, but he did not refuse. Instead, he took the initiative to get in the car.

If you don't turn him upside down, how can you attract big fish to take the bait?

After the carriage turned a small road, not long after, Lu Nianchou's heart palpitated, and he suddenly rushed up. The solid wood roof cracked open, and he jumped three feet and flew out.

The frightened horses rushed forward with the carriage. Almost at the same time, only the sound of "Puff" was heard, but crossbows were fired, and dense iron arrows poured down like a blanket.

"No, no, one of our own!" When the coachman saw this scene, his expression changed dramatically, and he screamed in panic.

"what……"

The next moment, his body was pierced by more than a dozen iron arrows, blood spurted out, and he died tragically on the spot.

The old horse pulling the cart neighed and fell down after being hit by the arrow.

After a round of iron arrows, dozens of people were seen jumping out of the vegetation on both sides of the road and chasing Lu Nianchou.

Lu Nianchou fell from mid-air with a pair of swords slung around his waist. When he unsheathed his sword, the sword light was as fine as rain, knocking away all the arrows and leaving him unscathed.

He looked around and saw only about 80 people coming, most of them Mongolians, with only a few Han Chinese, who seemed to be local powerful people and martial arts people.

"kill!"

The Mongolians quickly formed a battle formation, with a team of ten people surrounding each other. They were divided into two layers, the inner and outer layers. The inner layer formed a sword array, while the outer layer used spears to thrust forward and rushed towards them.

Seeing the enemy forming a dragnet, the sharp sword light came to kill them.

Lu Nianchou let out a "hum", his figure moved slightly, and the Qing Gong was so exquisite that it seemed to disappear in the sky.

The next moment, his figure appeared in a sword formation, and as he heard the sound of "Puff", the sword light exploded like thunder, and seven or eight people suddenly screamed and fell out.

Almost at the same time, a Han master wielding a long sword suddenly attacked and killed in the crowd, stabbing him in the back with viciousness.

Lu Nianchou struck the sword with his backhand, and there was a "clang" sound, and the man's sword was instantly disconnected.

"what!"

Just as he was about to pull away, he saw a flash of sword light in front of him, let out a scream, threw himself on the ground, and was instantly killed.

"This man's martial arts skills are terrifying. No wonder he has such a great reputation and has escaped being hunted time and time again!"

The Mongolian responsible for this siege was a commander in the army. At this time, his eyes were solemn, but he could tell.

Although this man is young, his martial arts are more sophisticated than those of the older generation, and his moves are even more decisive and ruthless.

"Come together and kill!" he shouted, directing the battle formation to surround them.

Before he finished speaking, the Mongolians pounced on them almost at the same time, their swords shining coldly and their spears thrusting forward. Even an iron man would lose his life in the face of such a killing array.

These people are all carefully selected elites, and they have the cooperation of Han masters. If they are other masters who have not penetrated the Rendu lineage, they will also suffer in the face of such an ambush.

However, Lu Nianchou was a foreigner in hard skills, but he also had many magical skills to protect his body. He had even mastered the immortal martial arts such as Yuqing Visualization Technique to a great extent.

His mind almost turned virtual into reality. Although he could not interfere with external objects, in addition to his previous mind being like a mirror, he was able to mobilize his true energy much faster.

As a result, because of the Jade Girl's Heart Sutra and the Bird Catching Skill, the already fast movement and attack speed became even more unpredictable, vaguely beyond the boundaries of the ordinary world.

Seeing dozens of people approaching in a battle formation, Lu Nianchou sneered and rushed forward.

At the moment of intersection, the whole world seemed to slow down in his eyes, and every move of all enemies was in his heart. "not good!"

There was no time to react, the sword flashed, and the Mongolians watched helplessly as the sword slashed across their throats.

"Puff" was heard repeatedly, and suddenly there were eight corpses, and blood flowed out one after another, dyeing the earth red.

When the Mongolian commander saw this, his eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice: "Oh no, this man's movement is too fast, we can't hurt him at all."

"You guys, come to me immediately to suppress his speed and create opportunities."

With fierce eyes, he looked at the Han masters and threatened, "Fuck them all."

Although the Han masters were afraid, their wives, children, and children were all in the hands of these Mongols. Faced with the threat, they could only grit their teeth and charge forward.

One of them, with a thin body and the most vicious swordsmanship and temperament, silently pounced on him to kill him.

But as soon as he got closer, he saw Lu Nianchou's emotionless eyes, as if he was looking at an ant.

He couldn't help but feel palpitations, and the long sword in his hand stabbed out like a poisonous snake, without any reservation, killing towards the enemy's heart.

Hearing a "pop" sound, Lu Nianchou dodged and struck with his sword. A red mark appeared between the man's eyebrows, and traces of blood flowed out of his seven orifices, but he died immediately.

Other Han masters were shocked and frightened when they saw that Li Xiu, who was known as the Shadow Snake Sword in the North and was famous for his fast swords, was killed with one sword.

"Let's go together. As long as we delay him for a breath, the surrounding sword formations and spears will cut him into pieces!"

As soon as the man opened his mouth to speak, he saw Lu Nianchou, who looked like a ghost, instantly passing through the sword array and arriving in front of him.

There was a flash of cold light, and the long sword penetrated, bringing out a rain of blood from the chest.

Lu Nianchou's movement and sword skills were not too fancy, but his speed was extremely fast, making it impossible to avoid him.

The man screamed loudly, and blood gushed out from his chest like a spring. He fell to the ground and died instantly.

When the two Han men who were still alive on the side saw this scene, they screamed sadly: "Brothers Tiemeng!"

When Lu Nianchou heard this, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Who did I know? It turned out to be the heads of the Zhenwei Escort Agency."

"If I guess correctly, the two people who died just now were Shadow Snake Sword Li Xiu and Crazy Tiger Sword Tie Meng. You two should be Plum Blossom Spear Lu Qing and Iron Bear Tongshan, right?"

"I have heard of the reputation of the four top escorts of the Zhenwei Escort Agency for a long time. It is only today that we have the chance to meet. I have admired them for a long time!"

After saying this and looking up for a long time, Lu Nianchou turned cold and rushed towards the remaining two people.

Zhenwei Escort Bureau has become more and more prosperous in the Northland in recent years. If it is just keen on being the Mongolian lackeys, after all, the current situation is difficult, and it is a last resort in order to survive.

But they went around plundering gold and silver treasures and plundering them by force. In order to please those Mongolian nobles, there was no limit to their methods, and they treated the Han people even more cruelly than pigs and dogs.

In particular, these four escort leaders are known as the Bears, Tigers, Snakes and Deers, and their methods are the most bloody. As long as anyone dares to resist, they will confiscate homes and exterminate clans, even neighbors, and are extremely cruel.

"Since we are brothers, I will send you two on the road together, so that the snake and the tiger will not be lonely on the road to hell."

Lu Nianchou moved, and the sword light and spears around him seemed to not exist at all. The long sword in his hand turned into cold light and pierced down.

When Lu Qing saw this, his heart was filled with fear. He used the steel spear in his hand with all his strength and struck five blows in an instant. This was his famous marksmanship Mei Hua Luo.

The guns and swords collided, making a loud clang sound.

Lu Qing could only feel the opponent's true energy surging forward, with a feeling of invincibility. If it was just like this, after all, the opponent had not yet penetrated the Ren and Du's two veins.

But the sword light was just a flash, like a rainbow, faster than the strong wind, passing through his throat in an instant.

He let out a hysterical roar, his eyes almost exploded, and tried his best to block the sword.

However, it was of no use at all. The sword light was too fast and cut his throat in just a flash.

"What a fast sword!"

Such a thought flashed through Lu Qing's mind, blood spurted out from his throat, and he fell to the ground.

Tie Xiong Tongshan practiced hard martial arts, and in terms of light kung fu and body skills, he was the weakest among the four. Seeing the other three brothers die tragically, knowing that he could not escape, he immediately used all his strength, roared, and killed come over.

At this moment, Lu Nianchou rushed up and avoided the spear and scimitar of the Four-faced Bodhisattva. The long sword penetrated directly from the top of Tongshan's skull, instantly piercing through the entire head.

Tongshan's beard and hair were spread out, and his seven orifices were bleeding. His body was stunned, but he stood motionless.

Half of the sword was buried in his head. This scene made everyone around him feel numb.

When the commander saw those Han masters dying in just a few breaths, he was shocked and shouted to retreat.

With his loud shouting, the Mongolian soldiers roared and fled in all directions.

Lu Nianchou ignored it and stared at the captain. In a flash, he was in front of him after a few ups and downs.

The Mongolian captain's face was pale. He didn't expect the enemy to come so quickly. He gritted his teeth and cut off Lu Nianchou's head with the curved sword in his hand.

Bang!

The scimitar suddenly broke into pieces under Lu Nianchou's sword light, flew out with a roar, and instantly sank into the ground.

puff!

Lu Nianchou's long sword passed by, and the captain's head suddenly shot up, blood spattered, eyes widened with anger, cutting off all life.

After taking a look at the Mongolian soldiers who were fleeing in all directions, Lu Nianchou did not continue to pursue them. Instead, he looked up at a small hill not far away and said in a calm tone: "You have been looking there for long enough. It's time to find out." Are you pregnant?"

"Giggle!" As soon as Lu Nianchou finished speaking, a burst of crisp laughter echoed from all directions.

"I didn't expect that a disciple of the Ming Cult that I accepted casually would turn out to be such a terrifying master. This really makes the slave family overjoyed!"

At the same time, on the hill not far away, a beautiful woman appeared in a translucent gauze, with only red silk covering her breasts and hips, exposing a large area of ​​snow-white skin.

Her skin is white and delicate, her figure is curvy, and her waist is completely exposed. Just one look at her makes people feel enchanting, full of charm and amorous feelings.

It was on that day that the right envoy of Guangming, Madam Miaoyu, who forced Lu Nianchou to join the Ming Cult, was Lady Ge.

(End of this chapter)