From the Red Mansion, you can travel through the world of martial arts

Chapter 80 Jia Wei: Why do you resist me?

After learning the Lingbo Weibu, his Qinggong was further improved, and with the addition of the Gecko Wall-climbing Skill, he could easily fly up the steep cliff even with a bag of jade on his back and a large stone plate in his arms.

When Jia Wei arrived at the place where the man jumped off the cliff, he found that the Dongzong disciple was missing.

"With his inner strength, he won't wake up so soon. Someone must have been here... I have to get down the mountain quickly, or I'll run into someone from the Wuliang Sword Sect."

Jia Wei was thinking this, and within half an hour of walking, he saw a group of people rushing over with swords in hand, blocking his way. They all seemed to be from the Wuliang Sword Sect.

Jia Wei looked at the middle-aged man with a long beard who was leading the group, and thought that it must be Zuo Zimu, the leader of the Dong Sect.

Although Zuo Zimu is the sect leader, he cannot even defeat Yun Zhonghe, one of the four evil men. His strength is estimated to be second-rate, and he is not good enough in front of Jia Wei.

"Master, it's him!" The Dongzong disciple who was acupunctured by Jia Wei before was also among them. "He came with nothing in his hands. These things must have been taken from the jade disk!"

Zuo Zimu was already furious when he heard that someone dared to trespass into the forbidden area, and it was even more difficult for him to remain calm after hearing these words. He had studied the Wuliang Jade Disk for many years but had gained nothing, so how could he bear to see an outsider take away the treasure from the jade disk?

Zuo Zimu said sternly: "Sir, you stole all these items from my sect's forbidden area? Please come back to Jianhu Palace with me and explain the matter clearly!"

He waved his hand, and the disciples of Dongzong rushed forward and surrounded Jia Wei.

Jia Wei sneered, "When did the jade disc belong to your Wuliang Sword Sect? It's ridiculous for a cuckoo to occupy the magpie's nest."

“How dare you!” Zuo Zimu shouted, “I have been the Wuliang Sword sect for a hundred years. How can we allow a kid like you to slander us? All disciples, catch the thief!”

Following Zuo Zimu's order, more than ten disciples stepped forward in unison to narrow the encirclement.

Jia Wei moved the chessboard to his left hand, holding the sword in his other hand, and said coldly, "Whoever draws the sword will die!"

"Catch him for me!" Zuo Zimu yelled.

Several disciples drew their swords at the same time, slashing or stabbing, attacking Jia Wei.

Jia Wei grasped the hilt of the Yitian sword, turned around and drew the sword to slash out. The sword shone coldly and the roar of a dragon was heard!
The long swords of these people were all cut off, and under the sword energy, the bodies were directly separated and blood flowed all over the ground!
Zuo Zimu's face was filled with horror when he saw this. The other disciples had never seen such a bloody scene and were stunned.

But since Jia Wei had taken action, he would not let anyone go. While they were stunned, Jia Wei swung his sword and killed four or five people.

Zuo Zimu came to his senses, pulled out a steel sword and stabbed it straight into Jia Wei's heart.

The remaining few Dongzong disciples were frightened and fled in all directions.

Jia Wei was not in a hurry. He displayed the exquisite body movement of Lingbo Weibu and stabbed two people to death with a sideways move. Then he put away his sword to block Zuo Zimu's attack.

With a "clang" sound, the two swords collided and a huge force was transmitted from the hilts, which made Zuo Zimu's arm numb.

Jia Wei swung his sword with a flick of his wrist, and the tip of the sword was already slashing towards Zuo Zimu's right neck. Zuo Zimu was so frightened that he tilted his head and quickly dodged, but a piece of flesh was cut off from his left shoulder by the sharp sword.

At this time, the two men were close to each other. Logically, Jia Wei's move had been completed, and it was time for Zuo Zimu to attack. He gritted his teeth and kicked Jia Wei.

But Jia Wei had never learned orthodox sword techniques, and his mind was full of ways to kill people. Seeing this, he casually threw away the sword in his hand and slapped Zuo Zimu's heart with his bone-dissolving palm.

Zuo Zimu never thought that this swordsman would abandon the sword in his hand. After being hit by the ultimate bone-melting palm, he fell to the ground and his body began to melt...

[Zuo Zimu, the leader of the Wuliang Sect’s East Sect…]

[You have obtained Zuo Zimu's twenty-one years of skills, please choose! ]

As the saying goes, cut the grass at its roots, Jia Wei chased after those who escaped and killed them all.

It was still the same stream, but now the clear water was stained with blood.

Jia Wei was washing his sword upstream of the stream. "The leader of the East Sect is dead. What will they compete in tomorrow? It seems that Duan Yu will have made a wasted trip. I just don't know where the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations is..."

Jia Wei knew that Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing were both top beauties, but he did not go looking for the Wanjie Valley specifically. After all, there were ready-made ones at the foot of the mountain, so he could just step on them...

It was already dark when Jia Wei returned to the inn. Ding Baiying was surprised to see him carrying so many bags.

"Did you rob the Wuliang Sword Sect?" Ding Baiying asked with a frown. She smelled blood from Jia Wei.

"It's just something that comes handy," Jia Wei slapped her on the butt, "Go and ask someone to bring some hot water. I need to take a shower and change my clothes."

When Ding Baiying came back, Jia Wei was fiddling with the stone table and copying the chess game with pen and paper.

Looking at the nineteen lines, Ding Baiying naturally knew that this was a chess game.

I saw that this game of chess was extremely complicated, with challenges and solutions, challenges within challenges, and life and death. I was so engrossed in watching it that I felt dizzy and nauseous.

Ding Baiying said: "This game of chess is too complicated. I don't think many people in the world can solve it. Where did you find it?"

Jia Wei copied the chessboard and said perfunctorily: "There is a fairy cave in the mountain. The fairy taught me."

"Why should I teach you?" Ding Baiying asked.

Jia Wei smiled and said, "For someone like me who has great fortune, I am naturally favored by the world's luck. Isn't it normal to have some adventures?"

He took out the jade hairpin again: "The immortal asked me to give it to you, do you want it?"

Ding Baiying sneered, full of amusement. She picked up the jade hairpin and said, "Why not? You can sell it for a few silver coins."

After Jia Wei finished copying the chess game, a large bucket of hot water was brought up. Ding Baiying leaned against the oil lamp and continued to look at the chess game.

Jia Wei stretched out his hands habitually, and seeing that Ding Baiying ignored him, he took off his clothes himself: "Come and serve me, massage my shoulders."

Ding Baiying didn't even raise his head: "I can't."

Jia Wei said, "Then you take it off too, and we'll take a shower together."

Ding Baiying ignored him, so Jia Wei tried to pull her away. Ding Baiying shook him off and said coldly, "What do you think of me? A concubine or maid you can play with as you please?"

"Why not?"

Jia Wei said: "I want you to do something you don't want to do. Why do you resist me?"

Ding Baiying was so angry that his eyes widened. He drew out his embroidered spring sword and said, "You can kill me, but you can't..."

Jia Wei interrupted, "I can also kill Lu Wenzhao and your two disciples... and that bastard Ding Xiu, and Shen Lian's brother Jin Yichuan, they are also your disciples, right?"

Ding Baiying turned pale and took a half step back unconsciously, "How did you know?"

Ding Xiu is not much older than her. He is nominally a disciple but actually a junior fellow student.

Jin Yichuan's original name was Ding Xian, and he was indeed her disciple. In their early years, they were hunted by the Jinyiwei, and Ding Xiu and Ding Xian were lost.

Although Ding Baiying later learned the information of the two people, she had already worked for Prince Ningjing and what she was doing was very dangerous. Ding Xian also became Jin Yichuan, a member of the Imperial Guard, so he did not recall the two people.

Jia Wei did not answer.

"Take off!"

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