The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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Upon seeing Jiang Ning atop the city wall, Linghu Chong shouted and immediately charged forward with his sword.

call out!

Jiang Ning slashed out with his sword, killing another person. At this moment, he heard Linghu Chong's shout, turned around, and saw Linghu Chong not far away.

"Senior brother."

Jiang Ning responded without hesitation, and with a light step, he landed on the top of the city wall. As soon as he landed, the members of the Demonic Sect below the city wall surrounded him.

Jiang Ning flicked his hand, unleashing two sword energies that slashed left and right, repelling the crowd. Then, he leaped forward with a light step.

Seeing that Jiang Ning was about to break through the encirclement, one person bravely leaped forward to try to stop him.

Jiang Ning glanced down slightly, then bent his knee and thrust it directly into the man's chest. With a crack, the man's chest caved in, and the sound of bones breaking could be heard.

Jiang Ning jumped out of the encirclement and landed outside, while the man also fell to the ground with a thud.

"Uh……"

The man's chest was sunken, his pupils were constricted, and blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth. He was struggling to get up.

Jiang Ning looked down at him, then stepped down from the stack of stones and stomped on his head.

With a loud "pop," like a watermelon bursting open, blood and brain matter splattered everywhere.

Chapter 571: Brothers Fight Side by Side

Blood splattered everywhere, splashing onto Jiang Ning's clothes like blooming blood flowers.

After escaping the encirclement, Jiang Ning leaped to Linghu Chong's side.

"Big brother."

Seeing that Jiang Ning was somewhat agitated, Linghu Chong quickly asked, "Junior Brother, are you injured?"

Jiang Ning shook his head.

"No."

He was covered in blood, but thankfully it wasn't his own; it was all splattered on him by the demonic cult members he had killed.

Linghu Chong was relieved, but before he could speak, a group of demonic sect experts attacked again.

Despite the large number of people, Linghu Chong did not show any fear.

"Junior brother, today we, fellow disciples, will fight demons side by side."

Jiang Ning had been chased by a group of people and was isolated and helpless several times when he went down the mountain. In particular, he was almost killed in the last chase, and Yue Buqun's hair turned white overnight.

Although Linghu Chong usually seems carefree and doesn't care about anything except whether he has wine to drink, he is not a heartless person. He was saddened when he learned that Jiang Ning had been rumored to be dead, and he felt heartache when he saw Yue Buqun's full head of white hair.

That's why he followed Jiang Ning down the mountain this time, and he also firmly followed Jiang Ning to the capital after returning from Fujian, just so that Jiang Ning wouldn't be alone again.

Now he can finally fight alongside Jiang Ning, and Jiang Ning is no longer left isolated and helpless.

Linghu Chong was not afraid of facing so many members of the Demonic Sect; on the contrary, he was filled with fighting spirit.

"Junior brother, do not worry. The abbot of Shaolin Temple has already led Shaolin disciples to provide support. The evil cultists' plot will not succeed."

Linghu Chong said, and as soon as he finished speaking, he drew his sword and charged forward.

Linghu Chong lightly touched the ground with his feet, his figure hovering in mid-air, raising his sword above his head and spinning to kill.

"Sword Swinging Style!"

Linghu Chong pierced straight in, carving a line through the crowd of the Demonic Sect.

Linghu Chong's swordplay was extremely fast; in the blink of an eye, two people were killed by him, and the rest were so shocked that they kept retreating.

Charging into the crowd, Linghu Chong used one palm to support himself as he flipped to his feet, the sword in his hand flying out of his grasp.

Seeing that Linghu Chong had already charged in, Jiang Ning flashed forward and rushed up to one of the men.

Seeing Jiang Ning appear before him in the blink of an eye like a ghost, the man was startled and was about to raise his knife when Jiang Ning punched him squarely in the face.

puff!

The person's face caved in, accompanied by the sound of skull shattering and blood splattering.

Instantly killing one person, Jiang Ning didn't stop. After retracting his blood-stained hand, he swiftly swung his five fingers into a claw, grabbed the neck of the person who had attacked from behind, and pulled him to the front.

At that moment, a burly man wielding a horse-slaying saber came crashing down, striking the man in the back with tremendous force. The blow ripped through the flesh, exposing the bones and organs beneath.

The man, who was struggling while Jiang Ning was holding his neck, was cleaved in two by his own men.

"This……"

The burly man wielding the horse-slaying sword was startled to have mistakenly killed one of his own men. Before he could react, everything went black as a figure flashed in front of him. The man's pupils contracted sharply, and only then did he realize what was happening. Danger alarms rang in his mind, and he tried to retreat, but it was too late.

The next second, a sharp pain shot through the big man's abdomen, and his body involuntarily bent over as Jiang Ning delivered a powerful punch to his stomach.

Jiang Ning rotated his wrist, changing from a right-hand grip to a reverse grip, holding the sword horizontally in front of him. The burly man leaned forward, his neck colliding directly with the Zhenwu sword.

Jiang Ning gripped his sword and drew it, staining the blade with blood. The burly man convulsed violently, his eyes glazing over. As Jiang Ning took a step back, the man collapsed to the ground, blood gurgling from his neck, before falling still.

The Great Han was not weak, and he was not easily killed when surrounded by many people. However, in a life-or-death battle, there was no room for hesitation. Any mistake would lead to defeat and death, especially when facing someone like Jiang Ning. The Great Han's momentary hesitation after accidentally killing his own men sealed his fate.

The burly man's body grew cold, while Jiang Ning continued his slaughter.

call out!

A gust of wind swept over his head, and Jiang Ning realized someone was attacking from behind. Without thinking, he turned around and swung his arm, striking the attacker in the face and killing him instantly.

"drink!!"

At this moment, three people attacked Jiang Ning's lower body. Jiang Ning leaped away from that spot and landed in another place. As soon as he landed, someone attacked him head-on.

Without hesitation, Jiang Ning stepped forward and delivered a powerful kick to the abdomen, sending the attacker flying. At that moment, another attack came from behind, but Jiang Ning turned around and swung his sword, forcing the attackers back.

call out!

At that moment, a very tall and muscular man, as tall as an iron tower, rushed towards them from the side, his arms outstretched as if to embrace Jiang Ning.

Jiang Ning recognized their actions with just a glance. He had encountered a similar attack before at the Black Wind Society's base. Their purpose was to restrict his movements. On that occasion, Jiang Ning was held down and unable to move while the others swung their swords down, and he almost died.

Faced with the same offensive and surrounded by enemies from all directions, with nowhere to hide, Jiang Ning leaned back, supported himself with one palm, and slid along the ground to get behind the strong man.

Seeing Jiang Ning's movements, the burly man tried to bend down and grab him, but Jiang Ning's sliding motion was too fast, and the burly man couldn't react in time.

Jiang Ning pressed his palm to the ground and exerted force, then did a somersault to get up and stand behind the burly man.

The burly man's back was completely exposed, offering no protection whatsoever. However, he remained calm, as he was wearing protective armor that rendered ordinary weapons ineffective against him, especially given his thick skin and tough flesh.

However, Jiang Ning did not attack his back as he had expected. Instead, he gripped the sword with both hands behind his back, raised it high above his head, and stabbed it fiercely into the back of his neck.

The burly man suddenly stopped moving and his eyes widened.

Jiang Ning didn't stop; he pressed down with his sword-wielding hand, and the entire Zhenwu sword pierced into the strong man's nape.

"Uh……"

The burly man's face turned deathly pale. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but Jiang Ning drew his sword and pulled it away. The burly man's movements twitched again, and he immediately fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this scene, the people surrounding Jiang Ning felt a chill run down their spines and their scalps tingled.

So far in the fighting, their impression of Jiang Ning was that he was extremely brutal. Just like now, the sight of a sword completely piercing the strong man's body sent chills down their spines.

Jiang Ning had used countless such methods, and the crowd couldn't help but feel a sense of fear.

Looking at the crowd around him who seemed to have stopped, Jiang Ning could clearly see the fear and terror on their faces and in their eyes, but he didn't care. Instead, he casually flicked his hand to wipe the blood off the Zhenwu Sword.

Jiang Ning glanced at the people eyeing him with predatory intent, surrounded by enemies, yet a smile appeared on his face.

Seeing the smile on Jiang Ning's face, and then looking at the blood-stained clothes on his body, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

Who exactly is the demonic one?

Chapter 572: Bloodshed and Chaos

"drink!"

Linghu Chong swung his sword with incredible speed, and immediately a man collapsed, clutching his eyes and screaming in agony, blood seeping from between his fingers.

At this moment, the demonic sect masters around them dared not approach Linghu Chong, their eyes filled with fear.

"What kind of swordsmanship is this? How can it be so bizarre?"

One of the experts couldn't help but swallow hard and said in a trembling voice.

The Dugu Nine Swords technique used by Linghu Chong just now left a great psychological scar on them.

They originally thought that Linghu Chong was no match for them and that they could defeat him by joining forces, but the ensuing battle surprised them greatly.

They had never seen such ruthless swordsmanship.

Each move targets vital organs such as the eyes and throat. The moves are incredibly fast and ruthless, making them difficult to defend against. To date, many have died under Linghu Chong's Dugu Nine Swords. Some have had their eyes blinded and their heads pierced, while others have had their throats pierced. Even worse, many have had their wrists chopped off or their heads severed by Linghu Chong, a truly tragic fate.

That's not all. What shocked them the most was the opponent's sword technique, which was simply divine. It targeted their blind spots, and countless experts had died from that move without warning.

They originally thought that only Jiang Ning and Yue Buqun were powerful members of the Huashan Sect, but they never expected that Linghu Chong, who was not well-known, would also be so powerful, which gave them a big "surprise".

"Could it be the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique?"

Thinking of the Evil-Slaying Sword Technique that had caused bloodshed in the martial arts world, everyone suspected that only the Evil-Slaying Sword Technique could achieve such a ruthless and powerful sword technique.

"But wasn't it said that Lin Pingzhi entrusted the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique to Ning Yanwang for safekeeping? How come this person also knows the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique? Does this mean that the entire Huashan Sect now knows the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique?"

Everyone looked at Linghu Chong with surprise and uncertainty, their minds racing with thoughts.

When their words reached Linghu Chong's ears, he snorted coldly.

"This is not the Evil-Repelling Sword Technique, this is the Dugu Nine Swords!"

This was the first time Linghu Chong revealed the Dugu Nine Swords.

Linghu Chong's words startled the demonic sect masters surrounding him.

"The Nine Swords of Dugu? What kind of sword technique is that? I've never heard of it before."

One person asked in confusion, "Could it be a unique skill of the Huashan Sect?"

His words immediately drew a rebuttal from another person: "Impossible. I've never heard of the Huashan Sect having such a powerful sword technique, and Yue Buqun has never used such a sword technique either."

At this moment, someone spoke up: "Could it be from the Huashan Sword Sect? Didn't the Huashan Sect used to be divided into the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect? Some time ago, the Huashan Sword and Qi Sects merged, so the sword techniques of the Sword Sect have now been integrated by the Huashan Sect."

Listening to the whispers of these people, Linghu Chong wanted to refute them, but then he thought that there was no need to explain to these demonic cultists, so he looked at Jiang Ning on the battlefield in the distance.

Bang!

Jiang Ning grabbed a person's head with one hand and exerted force with his five fingers, causing the person's head to twist violently, a truly horrifying sight.

Seeing Jiang Ning's violent and bloody methods, the experts who were besieging him couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.

By now, they have realized that Jiang Ning's strength far surpasses that of ordinary first-class masters, and that he is clearly not someone who can be defeated by sheer numbers. Even if they could defeat him, countless masters would die at Jiang Ning's hands before he could, accompanying him in death.

If that were all, it wouldn't be unacceptable to the crowd. Most of them were experts from the Demonic Sect, and they had fought their way to this point by stepping over the corpses of others. Naturally, they were not lacking in ruthlessness and a willingness to risk their lives.

And those wandering martial arts masters are even more like this; they live a life of constant danger, risking their lives.

It can be said that those who are now standing in front of Jiang Ning, those sent by Ren Woxing to besiege and kill Jiang Ning, are not cowards. Perhaps some are afraid of death, but not many.

Because those who were afraid of death are already dead.

The martial world is a bloody and treacherous place; those who are afraid of death wouldn't have survived this long.

If it were said that many of them would have to die to take down Jiangning and kill him, they would never back down, and would even risk their lives. Their mental fortitude is unmatched by ordinary people. But now they find that the reality is not so.

Jiang Ning was very strong, far surpassing all of them, but they discovered that Jiang Ning was not only strong, but also had no weaknesses.

Since they began fighting, they have used every means to deal with Jiang Ning, but Jiang Ning has shown extremely strong strength, not only with profound internal energy but also with rich combat experience.

When they couldn't take Jiang Ning by force, they tried to use poison, but Jiang Ning dodged all of them, whether it was poison needles, poison arrows, or other venomous objects like scorpions and snakes. Later, someone used poison mist, but it not only failed to harm Jiang Ning, but also poisoned and killed several of their own men.

They've tried everything, but still haven't been able to kill Jiang Ning. Now, they only have one option: to kill Jiang Ning, they must sacrifice their own lives. Only by exhausting Jiang Ning's inner strength can they finally kill him.

But before that, they not only had to pay with human lives, but also had to endure psychological pressure.

Jiang Ning's methods were too cruel and bloody; he would either smash a skull with a punch or dismember a body with a sword. Such violent methods made them tremble with fear.

The reason they're still standing here without running away is not only because of their ruthlessness, but also because of the Three Corpse Brain God Pill and their still numerical advantage.