Rich girl super master

Chapter 290
The seven-story rock tower and the big gilt character "Jiange" are still clearly visible at night.

The martial arts classics of Jiange are enshrined here, and it is also the most important place of Jiange.

The gate of the Jiange is a square of a thousand square meters. In the center of the square is a huge black sword, which is ten meters high, showing the strength of the Jiange.

Standing under the huge sword, Li Xingyun roared angrily, "Leng, Zhao Fengyang, come out of here!"

This voice was forced out by 40 years of internal force in the body, and in this silent night, it could be heard clearly for miles around.

The entire Beijiange people were alarmed.

At night in Beijiange, loud noises are prohibited, because many people meditate at night, and some are in meditation. After being disturbed, the mild ones will be upset, and the severe ones will even go crazy Danger.

"Who is making noise?" A sudden shout came from the stone room on the side of the Jiange, followed by an old man over fifty years old.

"Li Xingyun!" Li Xingyun spat out three words, releasing his mental power and leaving the body, covering the old man almost instantly.

Now, Li Xingyun's mental power can already interfere with matter and can mobilize throwing knives. Therefore, when the mental power enveloped the old man, the old man felt suffocated for a while, as if covered by a thin film, and his expression suddenly became serious: "You ? Is it a spiritual alien?"

"Let Leng and Zhao Fengyang come out, if you dare to hurt my senior brother, don't be that shrinking turtle!" Li Xingyun said angrily.

Seeing that his question was ignored by Li Xingyun, the old man was also furious, and said: "Boy, this is Beijiange, not your South Jiange. No matter what mistakes our people make, it is our Beijiange's fault." Things, I advise you to go down the mountain immediately, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Haha... I'm so scared. If that's the case, then let me show you what you can do first!" Li Xingyun's body swayed, and under the dim light of Jiange, he turned into an afterimage. crack.

"Whoosh..."

As the wind rose, Li Xingyun had already arrived in front of the old man, and Qin Huangjian also appeared in his hand, and the point of the sword pointed at the old man's left shoulder.

"you?"

The old man didn't expect that Li Xingyun's speed was so fast, he couldn't dodge at all, he could only raise his arms to parry.

But he was still a step too slow, and with a puff, the tip of the sword had accurately hit his left shoulder, forcing the old man to take a few steps back, and looking at his shoulder, there was already blood gushing out.

Before he could react, Li Xingyun followed up again, put the long sword on his neck, and said coldly: "Let Leng and Li Fengyang get out!"

The old man was panting with anger. He thought that Li Xingyun was just a spiritual alien, but he never thought that his speed was so fast, his force was so tyrannical, and he was a silver-level master with 50 years of skill. In front of this young man, It didn't even pass a round.

"stop!"

"stop!"

There was another sudden shout, and more than a dozen figures flashed from all directions.

In the blink of an eye, Li Xingyun was surrounded by these people in the middle, and each of them held a sharp sword, pointing at Li Xingyun.

Ye Baocheng and Liang Hongyu also rushed over, looking shocked, they rushed into the crowd and helped Li Xingyun guard the surroundings.

Li Xingyun glanced at everyone, and said with a sneer: "The boss didn't come, but a group of small soldiers came, and the person involved is like a coward. Are you people going to die?"

"What a big tone, what are you from the South Jiange? Don't you know that this is the important place of our North Jiange, and fighting is prohibited? Hurry up and put down the sword!" A young man in his 20s shouted.

"It's fine for me to put down the sword, let Leng and Zhao Fengyang come out, he doesn't like to challenge others, I just want to learn from each other!" Li Xingyun said with a raised voice.

"Bold!" A loud voice came from the mountain, followed by several figures floating over.

This group of people seemed to be flying through the air, landing silently, and landed in front of Li Xingyun one after another.

The leader is an old man with gray hair, wearing a thin white kung fu suit and open cloth shoes, his body gives a very light feeling.

"I've seen the pavilion master!" All the people around drew their swords and bowed to the old man.

Jiange and even the entire martial arts world are very particular about ancient etiquette, so Li Xingyun had no choice but to put away his long sword and hugged his opponent.

Wang Chaochao, the owner of the North Jiange Pavilion, looked down and glared at Li Xingyun: "Could it be that the disciples of the South Jiange Pavilion are so ignorant of etiquette? Are they all treated like this as guests?"

Without waiting for Li Xingyun to speak, Ye Baocheng immediately bowed and said, "Pavilion Master redeems his sins, Junior Brother is young and energetic, he was confused at the moment!"

"Hmph, you dare to draw your sword to face each other in a moment of confusion? Hurt me from Beijiange? Your name is Li Xingyun, right?" Wang Chaochao stared at Li Xingyun.

"This junior is Li Xingyun!" Although Li Xingyun kept a low profile, his expression was still proud.

"Do you know where the sword in your hand should point?" Wang Yingchao asked.

"Of course it's pointing at the enemy!"

"Who is your enemy?"

"Whoever wants to harm me is my enemy!" Li Xingyun was fearless.

"Hmph, is this how the South Jiange awarded the Emperor Qin Sword to the members of the Jiange? Don't you even have the oath to connect the sword?" Wang Yingchao was still full of anger.

"This?" Both Ye Baocheng and Liang Hongyu were speechless. When ordinary disciples were given swords, they naturally had to swear, but the key point was that Li Xingyun was not an ordinary disciple at all?

Li Xingyun was annoyed: "Old guy, don't be disrespectful, do you think these disciples under your command are good guys? Would a good guy hurt his guests? A good guy would run away halfway while performing a mission?"

"You cut off the cold ears?" Wang Yingchao said angrily.

"Not bad!"

"reason!"

"I said it all, he wants to escape!"

"Cold, come out!" Wang Yingchao roared angrily.

"The pavilion master is wronged!" Leng was originally behind the crowd, but after hearing Wang Yingchao's voice, he immediately ran forward, bowed his knees, and almost fell to his knees.

"Is he telling the truth?" Wang Yingchao said angrily.

"Pavilion Master, he wronged me, how could I have escaped? I was the captain of the last mission, but he didn't obey my order, relying on his martial arts strength, he injured me instead, Pavilion Master please pay attention !"

"Luo Wei, Gongsun Qing, you two come out!"

Luo Wei and Gongsun Qing also stepped forward.

Luo Wei said: "Pavilion Master, I can prove that Leng did not escape, it is just because Li Xingyun has a bad temper, if he is a little dissatisfied, he will turn his sword against his fellow sect just like now, I suggest Pavilion Master abolish his martial arts and put him in a stone prison , lest he go to the outside world to do evil again!"

As a woman, Gongsun Qing had to be careful about everything. Although she knew that Li Xingyun was enraged by the provocation of the cold, but it was a fact that Li Xingyun hurt people, so she nodded slightly.

Wang Yingchao looked at Li Xingyun: "Do you have anything to say?"

"Haha... You all said that, what else can I say? Kill as you want, where are there so many excuses? Come on!" Li Xingyun raised his long sword, not paying attention to the people around him at all. .

"What an arrogant boy, aren't you afraid that I will really kill you?" Wang Yingchao's voice became colder and colder.

"I'm afraid I won't come here. There is no coward in Nanjiange who is afraid of death. Also, who is Li Fengyang? Get out!" Li Xingyun glanced at the surrounding crowd again.

A burly man stepped up and said angrily: "I am Li Fengyang, the pavilion master, and you let me abolish this kid!"

"You want to fight alone with me? People in Beijiange, don't they all like to fight in groups?" Li Xingyun asked in surprise.

"You? You dare to humiliate me, Beijiange?" Li Fengyang was furious, and before the master of Jiange could speak, he rushed towards Li Xingyun.

"Besides, a guy with 40 years of internal strength, who has only cultivated both internally and externally, dares to be arrogant in front of me?" Li Xingyun took a step forward and stabbed forward simply.

Li Fengyang leaned slightly, dodging Li Xingyun's sword, and grabbed Li Xingyun's wrist with his right hand.

The corner of Li Xingyun's mouth raised, his wrist flicked, the hilt of the sword left his hand, the tip of the sword swirled, and the blade cut towards Li Fengyang's arm.

Li Fengyang didn't expect that Li Xingyun would dare to throw away the long sword. It was too late to withdraw his arm, and the long sword spun around along the wall of his protruding right hand.

what……

The entire arm fell to the ground, and the blood donation immediately flew out. Li Fengyang screamed, backed up one after another, and fell on his back.

"One trash!" Li Xingyun snorted coldly.

"You?" Everyone around was stunned by Li Xingyun's ruthless attack. This is a move that broke a person's arm. How much hatred is this?
Wang Yingchao finally couldn't bear it any longer, his feet stepped on the ground suddenly, his body rose from the ground, like an arrow from the string, he waved his palms, and slapped Li Xingyun's forehead.

"What can more than 70 years of skill do to me? Let you witness what real speed is!" Li Xingyun snorted coldly in his heart, and his body disappeared from the spot.

Wang Yingchao jumped into the air and looked up, and Li Xingyun was already more than ten meters in the air.

"Looking for death!" Wang Yingchao yelled angrily, his legs bent, his body was like a spring, and he also bounced into the void, grabbing Li Xingyun's ankle with both hands.

"Hey!" Li Xingyun was in the air, but he was able to use his mental strength as a support to move his body two meters away. With the long sword in his hand, he pointed at Wang Yingchao's chest.

"You?" Wang Chaochao was shocked, and hurriedly raised his hand to parry, pinching the tip of Li Xingyun's sword with two fingers.

Li Xingyun exerted force on his wrist, borrowed it and rebounded into the void, and with a flick of his hand, a throwing knife hit Wang Yingchao's throat.

Wang Yingchao was startled secretly, his body continued to fall, and when he saw the flying knife coming, he turned his head to dodge hastily.

The throwing knife passed through the side of his neck.

As Wang Yingchao fell to the ground, he thought that nothing would happen, but the flying knife that was originally downwards suddenly reversed against the ground and hit Wang Yingchao's back.

flutter!
Wang Yingchao froze, gritted his teeth and slowly turned around. He didn't know who was behind him sneaking up on him, but he swore in his heart that he would smash the person behind him into pieces.

(End of this chapter)