Sword God Broken Kong

Chapter 58

The next day.

It was dawn, and Ji Tiancheng came to the center of the valley early in the morning, and then went directly to Wuyouzi's wooden house. Li Qingshui, brother and sister Zhao Lingmeng, and Feng Qing, who looked silent and thinking, also came to the wooden house.

Sitting on the main seat, Wuyouzi looked radiant, his eyes were bright and shiny, and he was completely different from the tired look he had after casting the sword yesterday.

"Boy Ji, you came to look for me, but you want to leave?"

"As the seniors expected."

"Ha ha……"

A smile appeared on Wuyou's face when she heard the words, and Zhao Lingmeng's eyes were full of reluctance. Yesterday's competition with Ji Tiancheng made her gain a lot, so she naturally didn't want Ji Tiancheng to leave like this.

"Brother Ji, can you leave later?" Zhao Lingmeng asked Ji Tiancheng reluctantly.

"how?"

"Try with me one more time."

"..."

"Brother, he is no longer willing to compete with me, so Brother Ji is willing to compete with me, but now you are leaving, how can I practice alone!"

Ji Tiancheng was speechless for a while again, and then with cold sweat on his head, he said to Zhao Lingmeng: "You have a solid foundation now, but there are a few less moves, so once the enemy is familiar with the routine, it will be easy to defeat you , you should learn some other martial arts first during this time!"

"Oh." Zhao Lingmeng's eyes dimmed.

Seeing this, Wuyouzi persuaded him: "Boy Ji is right, the moves you have learned are already very solid, and you are learning some other moves to deal with other situations."

"Yes, Master!"

Zhao Lingmeng made up her mind, she understood that the master was also doing it for her own good, Wuyouzi had never interfered with the moves she and Li Qingshui were practicing, but now she was asked to practice other moves, there must be a reason, so her eyes were once again filled with Get motivated.

Li Qingshui smiled bitterly, and said with a hint of playfulness on his face: "Junior Sister, if you are using other moves to compete, I will not disagree."

"Why?" Zhao Lingmeng became excited, the long eyelashes on her eyes blinked, and her agile eyes were fixed on Li Qingshui.

"The moves you used before have been used on me many times. If I really want to defeat you, I can completely disrupt your rhythm and win easily. But in order to hone you, I can't use it at all later. Hands and feet, this is no longer competing with you."

Zhao Lingmeng smiled and said, "Okay, thank you brother, I will compete with you after I learn a few more secret techniques."

Li Qingshui said helplessly: "You really want to compete all the time. Before that, you should practice your moves first!"

Seeing that the matter had come to an end, Ji Tiancheng asked Feng Qing who was beside him: "Junior Brother, will you go back with me?"

Feng Qing hesitated for a long time, stared at Ji Tiancheng and said, "Brother, I want to continue practicing sword here."

Ji Tiancheng nodded and said: "That's fine, it's quiet and no one disturbs you here, so I can rest assured that you practice sword here."

Turning around and facing Wuyouzi, he cupped his hands and said, "My junior brother will ask senior to take care of him!"

After speaking, he strode forward thinking about rushing out of the valley.

At this time, the sky was gloomy, as if it was going to rain at any moment, Ji Tiancheng didn't dare to be careless, the path under his feet changed, leaving only phantoms in place.

The weather is not beautiful, just after arriving at Yanyu Lake, there was a drizzle of drizzle falling from the sky. The misty scene was full of misty scenes in the Yanyu Lake. The rain was fresh and cold, and it fell straight on Ji Tiancheng who was running fast.

Ji Tiancheng couldn't help but secretly became impatient, and was about to find a place to hide from the rain, when a phantom of a gazebo appeared not far away, his heart was suddenly overjoyed, and he rushed towards the gazebo.

The autumn rain was drizzling, rising like mist. Through the drizzle, Ji Tiancheng vaguely saw more than a dozen men in black standing in the gazebo in an orderly manner.

However, he didn't care. His feet didn't seem to be grounded. He ran on the soft dirt road and tried harder. If he didn't hide from the rain at this time, he might really get wet.

Before entering the gazebo, I heard a piercing voice coming from the gazebo, I don't know who to say to: "Hey, there is another kid who doesn't know how to live or die."

Ji Tiancheng's heart tightened, could it be that there is no ordinary person inside?

However, after practicing sword intent, Ji Tiancheng's confidence greatly increased, and he was naturally fearless. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, he quickly hid in the gazebo.

The gazebo is about seven meters in diameter, enough to accommodate more than a dozen people in black, but it still looks spacious.

However, as soon as Ji Tiancheng stepped into the gazebo, he felt a gust of wind blowing in front of him, and a palm turned into a sharp claw, grabbing towards his chest.

Ji Tiancheng turned sideways slightly, avoided the sharp claws, and took a closer look, but saw that the nails of the sharp claws were a faint emerald green.

Seeing this, Ji Tiancheng turned his head, and couldn't help blurting out: "Demon Cult!"

As soon as this remark came out, Ji Tiancheng began to regret it, but at this moment all the men in black had to leave, and the sword with a pungent smell slashed at Ji Tiancheng.

After Ji Tiancheng dodged and dodged, he drew out his Zangfeng sword, but saw the man in black who was the first to strike took a step back, with a ferocious expression on his face.

For some reason, the dim sword intent jumped at this moment, and Ji Tiancheng faintly felt that something was wrong, and the sword intent instilled true energy into the soles of his feet, and the speed suddenly increased sharply.

At this moment, the man in black shot out five dark purple throwing knives from nowhere, and the speed seemed to be unstoppable, and they shot straight at Ji Tiancheng's body.

At such a close distance, if Ji Tiancheng hadn't had the sword intent to warn him, he would have been prepared, otherwise it would be possible to shoot directly through his body.

"Pfft-"

Ji Tiancheng swayed straight away, and five throwing knives directly pierced the bodies of the men in black behind him, but saw that the faces of the men in black who had been hit by the flying knives turned dark purple almost instantly, and they lay down. On the ground, there is no trace of life.

The man in black had an incredulous expression on his face. He didn't expect that his unique hidden weapon would fail at such a short distance.

After seeing Ji Tiancheng recruiting a few accomplices behind him, his face was gloomy as if water was about to drip out. However, this scene was destined to be the last scene he saw.

A sword stabbed straight at his neck.

The man in black hurriedly scrambled to avoid the sword. His concealed weapon could only fire five throwing knives at a time, and it would be troublesome to refill once it was fired, so he had to dodge.

Then, his head was thrown high with the hidden front sword belt, and at the last moment, his dim eyes saw his headless corpse.

There was a one-sided massacre in the gazebo. The strength of many men in black in the gazebo was no more than the realm of inner energy, how could they resist Ji Tiancheng.

In just a quarter of an hour, they all fell to the ground.

Ji Tiancheng walked slowly in the blood-colored gazebo, walking towards the man in black who had attacked him with a hidden weapon at first.

The man in black was holding a small square box in his hand. Ji Tiancheng looked at the box quietly, upset.

Originally thought that breaking through the Realm of True Qi and comprehending the Sword Intent would wipe out the Rakshasa organization, but how could he know that just a dozen men in black almost capsized him in the gutter.

Listening to the pattering raindrops outside the gazebo, Ji Tiancheng regained his composure.

However, he didn't know that there was a panicked figure in black not far away, fleeing in the direction of Wenle Mountain in a panic.

(End of this chapter)