Talented Martial Arts System

As soon as Ling Jingfang disappeared into the forest, several figures suddenly appeared on the top of the mountains in the distance.

"Second Senior Brother, this gang of Songshan faction is really unbearable. A small Hengshan faction has not been taken down after several days of siege. It is really disappointing." A young man in a green robe said to the middle-aged man beside him. Said, followed behind him were ten or twenty people in brocade robes.

The middle-aged man was tall and tall, with a white beard, looked at the disciples of the Hengshan School in the valley, nodded, and said: "People from the Songshan School are indeed useless, but this Ling Jing is really not easy. It's only been a year I haven't seen him for a long time, I didn't expect his martial arts to have improved like Si, it's really terrifying."

There was a sparkle in his eyes, as if he had thought of something.

A solemn look flashed across the face of the green-robed man at the side, and he said, "Second Senior Brother, what do you think of the sword technique that Ling Jing used when he dealt with the three trash from the Songshan School just now?"

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment, turned his head, and said: "Junior Brother, among the disciples of our generation, your martial arts are the highest, and Ling Jing's swordsmanship" paused, a flash of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and then said: "Just I'm afraid I won't be able to catch even a sword. Are you sure you can defeat him?"

The green-robed man gave a wry smile, and said: "I have already fought against him, this kid has to say, he is really a genius, he has the guts to test my sword against me, this mysterious sword technique, if I am not wrong, It was also in that battle that he realized it."

The middle-aged man suddenly took a breath, the martial arts of his junior brother.He is naturally clear, in this sect.Apart from the master, even the elder brother is weaker than him, but can't even he be able to deal with this Ling Jing?

His complexion suddenly darkened, and he said solemnly: "Junior Brother, in fact, we have tried to win over this person before, but this kid has never replied to us."

The green-robed man's expression changed, and he said calmly: "Second senior brother, once the martial arts proficiency reaches a certain level, the spirit will naturally be beyond what ordinary people can imagine. If you just want to win him over with very clichéd methods, of course it won't work."

The middle-aged man sighed, and seemed to regret why he didn't give a bigger bargaining chip at the beginning, and said: "This matter was entrusted to me by the senior brother, and it is indeed my fault that I didn't win this kid over. "

The green-robed man shook his head and said: "I don't think so. This kid is not a simple person. Moreover, his skill is already higher than mine. Fighting alone, even I am not his opponent. I am afraid that such a person does not have any power." It is possible to win him over."

The middle-aged man smiled wryly, then looked at the disciples of the Hengshan sect who were helping the wounded in Guzhong, and frowned, "What about the people below. Anyway, that kid has already left, should we help Zuo Lengchan again?"

Under the command of Yihe, Yiqing and other big disciples, the disciples of Hengshan School in Guzhong were carrying the corpses of their fellow disciples, and moved them to a place where they piled up dry firewood.It seemed that he was going to be cremated and brought back to Mount Heng, but he didn't notice it at all.Someone on the mountaintop in the distance had noticed them.

"Forget it. Zuo Lengchan is a terrible person. Even if he comes out of the retreat this time, he will at most have the strength of the peak of the first layer of artistic conception. Against this Ling Jing, I'm afraid there is still no chance of winning." The green-robed man pondered for a moment, Slowly said.

The middle-aged man nodded, and said with some regret: "We have spent a lot of energy on the Songshan School, and the princess also personally went out to talk with Zuo Lengchan last time. Isn't it a little bit for us to do this?"

The green-robed man hurriedly waved his hands, and said solemnly: "Second senior brother, don't forget our original intention of wooing the Songshan sect this time. Now that Ling Jing's swordsmanship has been accomplished, even if we can't woo him, we can't send him to the Ming sect. go aside."

The middle-aged man nodded, and said: "The younger brother is right, let's put aside the matter of Zuo Lengchan for now, try to get in touch with this Ling Jing first, and see if we can get anything done Stuff can move him."

The two looked at each other, and gradually disappeared on the top of the mountain with a group of men.

Ling Jing stepped into the woods, with blue light in his eyes, galloping in the forest like a cheetah, among the three, the old man surnamed Zhao was seriously injured by his sword, and his body skills would definitely not be too flexible. , It can be seen from the footprints on the ground four dives and two deep.

"See how far you can run!"

Ling Jing followed the footprints, shuttled through the forest, and saw a series of footprints turning east and west, which seemed to be suspicious.

Gradually, Ling Jing was getting farther and farther away from the deep valley, and had traveled several miles to the northeast, when suddenly, he looked in a certain direction and sneered.

In his field of vision, behind a few big trees in the front right, three old men surnamed Zhao held their weapons and hid behind the trees holding their breath. A series of footprints happened to pass through the middle of the three big trees. [

"Are you playing dirty with me?" Ling Jing showed a hint of sarcasm on his face, and walked forward unhurriedly, but "seeing" the three of them held their breaths, as if they were listening to their own footsteps.

Three steps, two steps, Ling Jing walked one step in front of the tree, and suddenly stopped. Behind the big tree, the expressions of the three figures suddenly became tense, and they almost couldn't help but rushed out.

"laugh!"

At this moment, Ling Jing suddenly drew out his long sword, and pierced through a big tree on the right with a sound. The "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" pierced through the tree trunk, and the sword's power remained undiminished, and then directly pierced into the chest of the old man surnamed Zhao.

"puff!"

The old man surnamed Zhao spat out a mouthful of blood, staring blankly at the sword point protruding from his chest, and soon lost his breath.

"Run!"

Seeing that the old man surnamed Zhao was killed, the two people surnamed Sima and Zhang surnamed at the side were shocked and ran forward without thinking.

The old man surnamed Zhao died, and the two knew that their plot had been revealed, so it was impossible to ambush the young man again, but if they confronted each other head-on, they had no chance of winning, and now they were only thinking about how to escape quickly.

The two figures rushed out in two directions, Ling Jing frowned slightly, and suddenly jumped onto a big tree, then threw the scabbard in his hand and shot at the person surnamed Sima.

"call!"

The strong wind howled, the man surnamed Sima's complexion changed, he sighed in his heart that he was unlucky, and thought: "Why didn't this kid go after Brother Zhang, but why did he come to kill me?"

There was a trace of resentment on his face, he turned around and raised his sword to parry.

"bump!"

The man surnamed Sima's arms went numb, and he took a few steps back, and when he took the scabbard, blood came out from his teeth, and his mouth was full of blood.

"What a strong internal force, how did this kid manage to practice such martial arts!" The man surnamed Sima didn't dare to stay, he turned around and ran forward in a hurry, at this moment, he heard two soft "chi chi", Two pieces of emerald green leaves penetrated from his back, directly passed through his chest, and hit a tree in front of him.

The man surnamed Sima fell to the ground in astonishment, Ling Jing withdrew his right hand, picked off a few leaves, and stretched forward to the left.More than ten feet ahead, a figure could be vaguely seen.

"the last one!"

Ling Jing repeated his old trick, chased him close, and shot the flying leaf with a technique of artistic conception level, taking the man's life.

"'Wo Xing', no matter it is used for swordsmanship or hidden weapon, it is really hard to guard against. Unfortunately, it consumes too much internal energy."

Ling Jing tidied up the three of them, looked up at the sun, checked the direction, and headed north. After this catastrophe, the Hengshan faction must return to the mountain to rectify. He just needs to wait for them to pass by and settle in Fuzhou City. , this time the main mission is complete.

"I don't know how many disciples of the Hengshan faction survived this time." He shuttled all the way forward, but he was thinking about the main task this time. In the previous battle in the valley, the Hengshan faction had fewer enemies and more enemies, even with his own support , but there were still heavy casualties, even including Master Dingxian and others who were rescued from the stone kiln, I am afraid that there will not be many people alive. [

"Songshan faction is trying to make things difficult for me." Ling Jing felt a little distressed. Originally, if all the members of Hengshan faction could survive this time, then the usable talent points and various attributes would definitely skyrocket, but after going through In the battle in the valley, I'm afraid it would be quite good to have a dozen or so talent points.

"What a pity!" Ling Jing sighed secretly, but as long as the main task is completed this time, the third level of the talent tree will be enough to open, and then the martial arts on his body can be upgraded again, which will definitely increase a lot of strength .

And "The Great Teleportation of the Universe", it's time to practice and have a look.

A few days later, Ling Jing rushed to the city of Fuzhou alone, because there was no urgent matter this time, so he was not in a hurry, and did not return to the city until four or five days later.

On the way, he didn't try to look for traces of the Hengshan sect, because he didn't really want to go with them. Although Master Dingxian was high-spirited and virtuous, she seemed very pedantic to him. , staying with them, I always feel a sense of restraint.

After Ling Jing entered the city, he went to the inn to stay overnight. There were still wounded in the Hengshan faction's group, so the traveling speed must have been much slower than him.However, he was not in a hurry, as soon as the Hengshan faction entered Fuzhou City, the mission would be completed. Now that the crisis had been resolved, the rest was just a matter of time.

Ling Jing sat in the lobby of the inn, ordered some side dishes and a large jar of wine, and poured his own.

Suddenly, his ears moved, and he heard a few big men from the rivers and lakes chatting and drinking, and one of them asked: "Have you heard of it recently? More than ten years ago, many heroes from the rivers and lakes rushed to gather in the Hunan area, and now there is little to say." Thousands of heroes have gathered, and they are planning to go north in a few days, so as to join up with heroes from several other places, and then they will attack Shaolin Temple together.”

Another person said: "This matter has caused a lot of trouble in Jianghu, who has never heard of it. But the thief from Shaolin Temple dared to imprison Miss Ren. I am really impatient." (To be continued. If you If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote and monthly pass. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to read.)

ps: Continue to code words, vow to die three times. . .