Talented martial arts system

"Oh? Chief Huang, let's talk about it." Ling Jing was really curious. Zhu Xu, the head of the "Hundred Medicines" sect, had only met him once, and he couldn't figure out why he would Let this person admire.

Ji Shi, Huang Boliu and the others looked at each other and smiled, Zu Qianqiu said: "Master, I don't know, we had a drink on Wubagang, and later the holy lady came, the big guys were afraid of bumping into the eldest lady, so they swarmed The ones left. I still have to accuse the young master here, because we left in a hurry at that time, we really had a last resort."

After all, several people in the tent clasped their fists and confessed.

Ling Jing smiled so-called, and heard Zu Qianqiu continue: "However, when r we left, we also took away the corpses of Shangguan Feipeng and others. Later, the master of Baiyao Sect treated this A few corpses are interested."

The old man laughed, and said, "That's right. Zhu Xu was facing these corpses, but he racked his brains and couldn't figure out what kind of strange poison they were poisoned to. In the end, even a few strands of their hair turned gray, and they didn't have any blood." I can see what's going on. Come to think of it, it must be that the young master has practiced some amazing poison kung fu, so that this old poison from the Hundred Medicines Sect can't do anything." [

"Poison skills?" Ling Jing's eyes flashed, he had only practiced one of the "Green Sac Corpse Sutra" poison skills, but when he killed Shangguan Feipeng and others, he remembered that he had never used poison before. Gong is.

Could it be that my control of the toxins in my body was not perfect at that time, and the toxins from the "Green Sac Corpse Sutra" were automatically mixed into my internal force?

He could only think of such an explanation. After all, he had just practiced the "Green Sac Corpse Sutra" at that time, and he had not yet reached the point where he could do whatever he wanted with the control of the poison in his body.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved about Zhu Xu. The "Green Sac Corpse Sutra" he practiced was cultivated by absorbing the poison from poisonous people. Many masters are much more complicated. It would be strange if Zhu Xu could cure this poison.

Several people discussed in the tent for a long time, and then rested and rectified on the grassland this day, and brought all the troops and horses together early the next morning, and continued to go north.

On the road, powerful people from all walks of life came to meet up, and after passing through the territory of Hubei, Ling Jing and his party already numbered two to three thousand, and the group was mighty and mighty, forming a long queue to head for the Shaolin Temple in Songshan, Henan.

This day, Ling Jing and the others were on their way in a starry night. When the moon was in the middle of the sky, a faint moonlight shone down, and they all walked to a wilderness in Henan Province.

"Brother Ji, how long will it take for us to arrive at Shaolin Temple?"

Ling Jing rode on a horse, and Ji Shi and others walked in the front of the team. Behind him, there was a huge crowd of people and horses, and there was almost no end in sight. There were crowds of people, and the sound of footsteps was scattered, which seemed a bit chaotic. ".

As Ling Jing was talking, he squinted at the messy team behind him and frowned slightly.These leftist friends, although there are many people with high martial arts skills, are not in the army after all, and they don't know any rules. It is almost impossible to lead them to Shaolin Temple like an army.

Ji Shi pondered and said: "My lord, there are still six days until the fifteenth of December. With our speed, we should arrive at Shaolin within six days. It shouldn't be a big problem."

Ling Jing nodded, suddenly heard noisy voices coming from the wilderness in front of him, and within a few miles away, he could already hear people's voices, some people shouting and cursing, some people screaming.

The crowd hurried forward, and under the moonlight, they could see several people gathered in a dark mass on a flat ground surrounded by mountains. At a glance, there were thousands of people at least.

Thousands of people formed a circle, with an open space exposed in the middle, and several bonfires were lit. The firelight reflected on the faces of the surrounding heroes, and everyone was excited and eager to try. meaning.

In an open space in the arena, a middle-aged man in Confucian shirts stood on the right side, and in front of him was a tall man with a knife, his muscles were bulging, and his veins were like old tree roots, and his two strong arms were covered with coils.

"Zhu Xu, although your "Hundred Medicine Sect"'s poison skills are powerful, but your fist and kick skills seem to be sparse and tight, haha." The big man laughed loudly, with his sword on his shoulder, and said: "I I advise you to get off the stage obediently, as the lord of the alliance, I can't give you this kind of person who only knows how to poison and plot."

There was a sneer on Zhu Xu's face, and he said with his hands behind his back: "Of course I don't dare to covet the position of the lord, everyone knows that the holy aunt and Mr. Ling are in love with each other. If Mr. Ling takes the position this time Leader, the old lady will be happy after the queen rescues the holy aunt."

He snorted coldly, looked at the big man opposite, and said with disdain: "You want to take the position of the leader, but you want to flatter the holy lady in the future, so get out of here!"

In the last sentence, he had already used his superior internal strength, which made the ears of many people around him ringing. [

The face of the big man on the opposite side darkened, and he said grimly: "I don't know who Mr. Ling is, and since he is not here at the moment, do you still want to take the position of leader for him?"

Suddenly there was a clear and melodious laugh from the crowd, the voice was charming and soft, and he said: ""Ghost Sword" Li Yuanhe, you have been wandering around the northwest area all year round, and you have never heard of Mr. Ling, so we will not laugh at you. You are ignorant and ignorant. But if you become the leader of the alliance, even if you welcome the eldest lady down the mountain in the future, I am afraid that she will not be happy in her heart, so don't make fun of yourself."

Li Yuanhe's complexion suddenly became cloudy when he heard the words. Although his name of "Ghost Sword" was well-known in the northwest area, these masters in the Central Plains did not give him face, and the martial arts of the few people opposite him It's really not weak, and the threads of the "Hundreds of Medicines" alone are very difficult to deal with.

Although he said it lightly before, he was very afraid of this person.

"Who said I'm not here!"

At this moment, a clear and clear voice suddenly came from outside the crowd, the voice was not loud, but it was transmitted to everyone's ears very clearly. It is obvious that the person who came here has a strong internal force and is definitely a terrific master .

Li Yuanhe's complexion changed, and thousands of people on the peaceful ground looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a few figures walking out not far away, and there were scattered footsteps behind them. Also brought a lot of people.

The crowd voluntarily gave way, and a handsome young man led several middle-aged men with different appearances into the crowd, and thousands of people gathered behind him.

"Little brother, so it's you." Lan Fenghuang rushed to Ling Jing like a butterfly, took his hand, and began to ask for warmth.

Ling Jing smiled at Lan Fenghuang, this Miaojiang beauty was still warm to him as before, but it made him uncomfortable for a while.

"My lord." "I've met you, my lord."

Zhu Xu and others hurried up to greet him, bowed and said.

Ling Jing swept over everyone in front of him one by one, and then took a few more glances at Zhu Xu. Just now, he saw Zhu Xu's defense of him, so he immediately helped him up, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhu , Brothers, stay safe."

Everyone seemed extremely happy to see Ling Jing again. Zhu Xu and Lan Fenghuang led Ling Jing and others into the flat ground in the middle. Going to the end, it seems that they still want to fight for the position of the leader.

After Ling Jing, Zhu Xu and the others had talked, they turned their heads, but saw tens of thousands of people all over the mountains and plains, with almost no end in sight at a glance, and many of them looked at themselves curiously.

He slowly withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at Li Yuanhe in the field, took two steps forward, and asked lightly, "Do you want to be the leader?"

Li Yuanhe looked at the figure of the young man on the opposite side, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt that the other party was simply standing there, but he could hardly detect the other party's aura, as if the other party was not a living person at all. This situation is also too weird.

"The position of leader is reserved for those who are virtuous. Although Your Excellency has a close relationship with the holy aunt, it is a big deal to attack Shaolin this time. The lives of tens of thousands of brothers are in the hands of the leader. Naturally, it cannot be let A man of virtue and ability ascended to the position of the leader of the alliance."

A gleam of coldness flashed in Ling Jing's eyes, and he said with a smile: "Your Excellency, you want to say that I am capable. It is only because of my great luck that I will be favored by Miss Shenggu, right?"

Li Yuanhe sneered and said, "You said it yourself."

Ling Jing laughed, and the faces of Zhu Xu and others behind him had turned cold, only to hear Ling Jing say: "I am indeed talented and virtuous, and I am lucky to be favored by the eldest lady. In terms of martial arts and character, they are all top-notch."

He smiled slightly and said: "How about this? If you can catch my sword, the position of the leader will be yours, and the thousands of troops I brought will all be under your command. How about it? Dare?" [

"One sword? Wow, this Mr. Ling is really domineering."

"Idiot, haven't you heard of the name of Mr. Ling? Since this Mr. is favored by the saint, don't you think it's just a good skin?"

"Mr. Ling's swordsmanship, I was lucky enough to see it once on Wubagang. It is really incredible."

The voices of discussion kept coming from around, and Li Yuanhe's complexion flickered, obviously he also heard other people's words, and a heart of fear suddenly arose in his heart.

"But if you want to defeat me with a single sword, you are deceiving me too much!" Li Yuanhe felt very ashamed and angry in his heart. This man's words are too arrogant. I want to teach him an unforgettable lesson today. Don't think that you have hit a big man. Fortunately, she won the favor of the holy lady, and she fell in love with her.

"Okay! Li Yuanhe will ask Your Excellency for advice!" Li Yuanhe said with a gloomy face, holding the sword to his side.

Ling Jing looked at him with a half-smile, and Zhu Xu and the others behind him were full of gloating looks. They looked at Li Yuanhe with indescribable indifference and sarcasm.

"Do you want me to recruit first?" Ling Jing asked lightly.

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