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

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Zhong Zhen, his face contorted with rage, tried to get up, but the next second a foot stepped on his back, pinning him to the ground. No matter how hard Zhong Zhen struggled, he couldn't break free.

Jiang Ning looked down at him, his face expressionless, and raised his sword to end Zhong Zhen's life.

"stop!"

"You dare!"

The other three bodyguards cried out in alarm upon seeing this.

One of the bodyguards shouted loudly.

"If you dare to kill him, Alliance Leader Zuo will not let you off. My Songshan Sect will surely slaughter everyone in your Huashan Sect!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning turned around and glanced at him, a smile appearing on her face.

"is it?"

Jiang Ning sheathed his sword and released his foot from Zhong Zhen.

Seeing Jiang Ning's actions, the three bodyguards assumed that Jiang Ning still had some reservations and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

The bodyguard who had spoken earlier wanted to continue speaking.

next second.

Jiang Ning raised his leg and stomped down on Zhong Zhen's head.

boom!

The sound of a watermelon bursting open rang out.

Zhongzhen had become a headless corpse.

"Brother!!"

The three bodyguards cried out in anguish.

"Jiang Ning, you!"

The bodyguard who had threatened Jiang Ning glared angrily at him.

"I am never threatened by anyone."

Jiang Ning still wore the same smile as before, with a headless corpse and brains and blood splattered all over the ground beneath his feet.

The scene was extremely shocking to the three of them.

“You killed Senior Brother Zhong, and now the Songshan Sect and the Huashan Sect have become enemies. Leader Zuo will definitely not let you go.”

The bodyguard who had threatened Jiang Ning earlier glared at Jiang Ning, a hint of guilt in his expression.

Jiang Ning had only intended to kill Zhong Zhen with a single sword strike, but under his threat, Jiang Ning used an even more brutal method to crush Zhong Zhen's head with a single stomp, which made him feel guilty and uneasy about the death of Zhong Zhen.

Jiang Ning paid no attention to the man's claim that the Songshan Sect and the Huashan Sect had a feud, and the next second he drew his sword and attacked.

Killing one Zhong Zhen wasn't enough; he wanted all four of his bodyguards to die here.

The previous encounters and Jiang Ning's ruthless methods made the remaining three bodyguards realize that Jiang Ning was a ruthless character, so they dared not be careless and started fighting Jiang Ning again.

when!when!when!

The sound of slashing was as dense as rain. Jiang Ning fought with ease amidst the encirclement of the three. No matter how exquisitely the three used the Songshan sword technique, they could not hurt Jiang Ning even once.

"monster."

One of the bodyguards looked extremely grim.

The other two, wielding swords, quickly approached Jiang Ning from the left and right, launching an attack from both sides.

Jiang Ning glanced left and right, then raised his sword and slashed repeatedly.

With two sharp clangs, the two men were cut down and forced back.

Jiang Ning lunged forward, turned around, and swept his leg out, creating a strong gust of wind.

The two leaned back, dodging the high sweeping kick.

But that wasn't all. Jiang Ning leaped into the air, flipped over, and used the momentum of his turn to deliver a triple kick to one of them.

Seeing the attack was so fast, the bodyguard didn't have time to raise his sword to block. He put his left hand in front of his chest, and Jiang Ning kicked his arm three times.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

Three muffled thuds were heard, followed by a cracking sound.

The powerful kick sent the man's arm slamming into his chest. The bodyguard felt a tightness in his chest and staggered backward, only managing to stop himself by plunging his sword into the ground.

"Junior Brother Zhao!"

The other two shouted when they saw this.

"puff!"

Blood rushed to his chest, and the bodyguard coughed up a mouthful of blood, his other arm hanging limply at his sides.

The sharp pain in his chest caused him to lose control and kneel on one knee, his hand touching the ground.

At this moment, the bodyguard known as Junior Brother Zhao looked up with difficulty at Jiang Ning not far away, his eyes filled with fear.

The burning pain in his chest rendered him speechless.

His internal energy was disrupted by the kick, causing him to lose his breath.

Jiang Ning's three kicks just now seemed ordinary, but they were anything but simple. When they hit him, the internal force rippled out of his body, making it impossible for him to gather his internal energy.

Careless.

The bodyguard looked pale, enduring the excruciating pain within his body.

One careless move and you lose everything.

He thought Jiang Ning's three kicks were nothing serious. Jiang Ning had used his fists and feet when fighting them before, but they hadn't caused them much harm. He misjudged the power of those three kicks and tried to catch Jiang Ning's legs with his hands. Now he was reaping the consequences.

This Taibao was a seasoned expert with extensive combat experience, but he was taught a lesson by Jiang Ning.

The real killer move is always hidden in the most unexpected move.

Chapter 301: Killing the Four Protectors Alone

The human body has eleven muscle groups, and leg muscles account for 76% of the body's total muscle mass, which is more than three times the number of upper limb muscles. The power of the legs is far greater than that of the fists.

As the saying goes, hands are like two doors, but it's the legs that truly make a difference.

Human strength is almost entirely determined by the legs.

For a top-tier fighter like Jiang Ning, who has extensive practical experience, using his legs can often have unexpected effects.

Having killed one and crippled another, the four bodyguards were now completely outmatched in their battle against Jiang Ning.

The remaining two stood together, facing Jiang Ning as if they were facing a formidable enemy, their eyes filled with apprehension.

"hehe."

Jiang Ning looked at them with a smile on his face, casually swung his hands to loosen his arms, and the next second he unleashed his full speed, sending pebbles flying as he hurtled towards the two opposite him like a cannonball.

"kill!"

A Taishan disciple was fighting a Taishan disciple dressed in mourning clothes. Veins bulged on his forehead, and he looked fierce.

The Taishan disciples on the other side parried repeatedly, but their momentum was much weaker than that of their opponents.

"Traitor who defected to the Songshan Sect, today I will cleanse the sect of its evils!"

The Taishan disciple had a fierce expression, attacked with extreme brutality, and kept cursing.

The difference in momentum between the two sides is enormous.

In a real battle, when the two sides are evenly matched, sometimes momentum can determine the outcome of the fight.

The brave will prevail when paths cross. That's the principle.

"what!"

The sword in the disciple's hand was knocked away, and the next second, a flash of light appeared, revealing a line of blood on his neck.

The Taishan disciples opposite glanced coldly at the corpse, then turned and charged at the others.

call out!

Tianmen Daoist turned his sword to the left and thrust it towards Tianxin's lower abdomen.

Upon seeing this out of the corner of his eye, Tianxin quickly retreated, and Tianmen Daoist swiftly followed, his sword curving to the right.

Tianxin's face turned pale, and she hurriedly tried to dodge. However, Tianmen Daoist's swords were faster and more urgent with each strike, making it increasingly difficult for Tianxin to defend herself.

The Taoist of Tianmen is now using the Eighteen Bends of Mount Tai from the Mount Tai Sword Technique.

This sword technique was created by a master from Mount Tai based on his inspiration from the winding terrain of the Eighteen Bends of Mount Tai. He incorporated the terrain into the sword technique, with the body moving in sync with the sword. With each turn and return, the sword technique became increasingly ruthless.

Faced with this sword move, Daoist Tianxin was unable to parry and could only retreat repeatedly.

At this moment, there were corpses lying around the two of them, including the corpses of Daoist Tianqi and Daoist Tianyi.

After a fierce battle, the experts of the Tian generation on Tianxin Daoren's side gradually died at the hands of Tianmen Daoren, and now only Tianxin Daoren remains.

"Tianmen, you slaughtered your teachers and harmed your fellow disciples. When you reach the afterlife, I'll see how you face your ancestors!"

Taoist Tianxin shouted sternly.

The two have been fighting for so long that Tianxin Daoist is finding it increasingly difficult to hold his own against Tianmen Daoist due to the deaths of his junior brothers.

Both were disciples of Mount Tai and used the Mount Tai sword technique, but Tianmen Daoist's swordsmanship was more advanced than Tianxin's, and Tianxin was already struggling to defend himself.

Tianmen Daoist's face was extremely cold, and he didn't say a word.

call out!call out!call out!

Tianmen Daoist danced with his sword, countless sword energies enveloping Tianxin Daoist's chest.

Cold sweat streamed down Tianxin Daoist's temples, and his face was extremely pale. Upon seeing the sword technique used by Tianmen Daoist, his expression became even more unpleasant.

The Tianmen Taoist is now using the Seven Stars Falling from the Sky technique from the Mount Tai Swordplay. This move is quite exquisite and is considered extremely profound even within the Mount Tai Swordplay.

At this moment, the sword energy of Tianmen Daoist, though seemingly chaotic, had already enveloped seven acupoints on his chest. This was the first attack of Seven Stars Falling from the Sky, and the real killing move was yet to come.

Tianxin Daoist was also a disciple of Mount Tai and knew the power of this sword technique. When he saw Tianmen Daoist using it, his expression changed drastically. He didn't dare to delay and immediately leaped backward.

Tianmen Daoist thrust his sword, seemingly missing its mark, but in reality, the tip of the sword closely followed Tianxin's figure.

Tianxin Daoist leaped back and landed, his chest no longer enveloped by the sword energy, but his mind was tense to the extreme.

There are two variations of Seven Stars Falling from the Sky. The first attack is when Tianmen Daoist used sword energy to cover seven acupoints on his chest, and then pierced his chest with a sword. Even if someone who recognizes this move immediately retreats, they can only dodge the first variation. The second variation of Seven Stars Falling from the Sky follows closely behind.

The second variation consists of three sword strikes, each faster than the last. If one is even slightly careless, one will die from these three strikes as well.

Tianxin Daoist was fully focused on preparing to deal with the next three swords, and had even raised his sword to block Tianmen Daoist's attack. But the next second, Tianmen Daoist's attack made him open his eyes wide.

wrong!

It's not like seven stars falling from the sky!

Tianmen Daoist thrust his sword forward, his swordsmanship ancient and simple, seemingly able to block it with ease, but Tianxin Daoist was already pale when he saw this sword.

This is the Five Great Doctors Sword!

puff.

With a soft sound, the sword of the Heavenly Gate Taoist pierced into Tianxin's body.

Upon seeing this sword, Daoist Tianxin was utterly despondent.

He was wrong; his prediction was incorrect.

Zheng!

The Taoist priest of Tianmen sheathed his sword, and Tianxin collapsed to the ground, unable to rise.

At this moment, Tianxin's eyes gradually lost focus, but she kept staring intently in the direction of Tianmen Daoist.

"why?"

Tianxin didn't ask a specific question, but Tianmen Daoist knew what he was going to say.

"The way of using the sword lies in flexibility; if you are bound by sword moves, you will never break through the limits of the way of the sword."