Talented Martial Arts System

Ling Jing stood alone on the stone steps of the mountain path, and whether it was Lan Fenghuang and others behind him, or all the subordinates under him, they were all about a few feet away from him, so it seemed that his figure was a little lonely.

"With Linglong's martial arts, as long as she knows that I haven't practiced the "Yi Jin Jing" in Shaolin Temple, she will be able to escape. But where did Shaolin Temple hide her?"

Ling Jing stood quietly on the stone steps, looking at the road up the mountain with a cold expression.

In less than a moment, a few very light footsteps came from above the mountain road. Although the sound was soft, the rhythm was fast. Ling Jing's eyes flashed, and he knew that some real masters on the mountain must have come down.

Fang Zheng and Fang Sheng looked at the corpses and blood everywhere, showing compassion, but the rest of the sect leaders seemed very indignant, because many of the corpses on the ground were their disciples, but after this battle, But they can only return to the sect with their ashes. [

"Boy, you have such a vicious heart!" A thin old Taoist priest looked at Ling Jing coldly, with two swords on his back, and a murderous look on his face.

The heads of the remaining sects also showed a cold look on their faces, with an aggressive look on their faces.

"Are you Li Jingyan from the Kunlun School?" Ling Jing looked at the old Taoist priest and said calmly, "Is your junior brother Zhao Jingxu dead? Did he tell you that your Kunlun School's unique "Zhengliangyi Swordsmanship" has already passed away?" It was completely broken by me, and finally your junior brother ran away with his tail between his legs?"

"Boy talking nonsense!" Li Jingyan's complexion changed, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart. In fact, Zhao Jingxu told him about this a long time ago, but he himself was a little hard to believe that the best unique swordsmanship in his school, It would be broken by a young man less than 20 years old.

If this kind of thing is said, wouldn't it be ridiculous, and it would make people look down on the Kunlun School for no reason.

Faintly, Li Jingyan even noticed that the heads of several sects around him were looking at him strangely, and he didn't know whether it was his illusion or the real thing.

Seeing that Li Jingyan didn't dare to answer anymore, Ling Jing smirked, then turned his head again, looked at a woman among the people in front of him, saw her face was pale, her eyes were staring at him, her lips trembled slightly, presumably it was because of this to him. Going to the Shaolin Temple and killing the disciples of the righteous way must be very disappointing.

After all, Ling Jing was still unable to say a word, and glanced at the faces of Yue Buqun, Tianmen Taoist, Yu Canghai and other leaders of various factions, but almost everyone who saw the other party looked like they wanted to kill themselves With an expression on his face, he immediately sneered, and said: "I know you want revenge! But you'd better understand the current situation first, as long as I give an order, tens of thousands of horses on this mountain will flatten Shaoshi Mountain, don't think it's me I'm begging you to come out and talk."

He continued to say word by word: "It is best for you to understand one thing, I am giving you a chance!"

"You!" All the high-ranking sect masters were furious. Some people had already pressed the hilt of their swords, but seeing the evil sect masters all over the mountains and plains under the moonlight, they still didn't dare to make any rash moves in the end.

"You guys know each other!" There was a trace of sarcasm on Ling Jing's face, and then he saluted Master Fang Zheng and Daoist Chongxu, and said solemnly: "Master Fangzheng, Daoist Chongxu, both of you are from the martial arts world. The most famous senior master. I rashly bring people up to the mountain to encircle the temple today, just hoping that the master will release my friend. If the master really has a heart of a bodhisattva and cannot bear the blood flowing like a river on Shaoshi mountain, then Master, please help the younger generation."

"Amitabha, it's a sin." Master Fang Zheng always had a look of compassion on his face after he came down from the mountain, and said, "The Shaoxia massacred on Shaoshi Mountain this time, although there is a reason for it, but it is too cruel In the past, I saw that although the young man had a hostile look on his face, he was not so angry. These dead people, whether they were disciples of the righteous way or friends of the leftist way, were all fresh lives, but because of the young man himself He died in vain outside the Shaolin Temple because of selfishness. How can the young hero bear it?"

After finishing speaking, he folded his hands together with Fang Sheng and recited scriptures silently, as if he was saving the souls of the dead.

Ning Zhong, who was at the side, swayed slightly, and then forced himself to stand still, but his eyes were in a daze.

Ling Jing didn't notice Ning Zhongze's strangeness, but said indifferently: "Birth and death, everything has its own destiny. There is a saying in Buddhism that he will reap the cause of the present and the fruit of the present. If the master can release my friend early in the morning, why should the younger generation bother?" To lead these many friends up the mountain to trouble."

Master Fangzheng sighed, but he heard Daoist Chongxu say: "Little brother, I told you before that although Miss Ren was left in Shaolin Temple, Shaolin Temple didn't make things difficult for her at all. Because she killed several disciples of Shaolin and Kunlun sects, and also acted viciously, Master Fangzheng kept her in the temple, hoping to use the Dharma to dissolve her hostility. In other words, all this is only for Miss Ren. Benefits, no harm."

Ling Jing looked at Daoist Chongxu, and said with burning eyes: "But is she willing to stay here?"

Daoist Chongxu remained silent, but suddenly he heard an irritable voice saying: "What are you talking about with this kid? When did we righteous people fear these demons and heretics? Could it be that he, a brat, can be compared to Master Fangzheng?" Is Daoist Chongxu and Daoist two more skilled in martial arts? As long as we catch him, these demons and goblins will naturally go down the mountain."

"Short Yu, what, do you want to teach me?" Ling Jing looked coldly at the short Yu Canghai. How on earth did this old boy become the head of the Qingcheng sect with such a dignified appearance. [

"Hmph!" Yu Canghai snorted coldly, and said, "With Master Fangzheng and Daoist Chongxu in front, I naturally dare not make a fool of myself." Although the words were very beautiful, anyone could hear a trace of timidity in them meaning.

"Really?" Ling Jing smiled lightly, and said: "But today I want to ask Guanzhu Yu a few tricks, to try whether your Qingcheng School's "Heart-Destroying Palm" is really as powerful as it is rumored to be. It can wipe out all the Fuzhou "Fuwei Escorts"."

Yu Canghai's murder of Lin Zhennan's family secretly in Jianghu is not something that everyone knows, but there are gossips, and I'm afraid everyone present has heard it. Hearing Ling Jing's words, no one took action to stop him He seemed to want to watch the fire from the other side.

As soon as Ling Jing finished speaking, his feet suddenly clicked, and he used the miraculous footwork in "The Mysterious Movement" to swipe towards Yu Canghai's side at a very high speed. When he came close, Yu Canghai still couldn't react when he saw a bird Cut your palm towards the artery in your neck.

"This kid is so fast!" He was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly turned his back. His Qingcheng faction's lightness kung fu is indeed unique, and this response is not unpleasant. The leaders of the surrounding factions also They were all secretly surprised, and said in their hearts, the movement skills of these two people are really not simple, and the footwork of the little thief of the Demonic Dao is even more amazing. If I fight against him, I must be very careful about his movement skills.

Yu Canghai retreated very fast, but Ling Jing was faster than him. After he struck out with a palm, he suddenly let out a laugh. It turned out that this was just a false move. Suddenly, his foot made a mistake, and he flashed behind Yue Canghai like a fleeting shadow, and repeated the old trick. , slashing a palm towards the top of his head.

His body skills are so weird that everyone in the room felt their scalps tingling. Even Yu Canghai, a first-class master who has practiced the Qingcheng School's superior lightness kung fu, still couldn't stand it. The wind had chopped off the bun on his head.

"The young hero is merciful."

In the end, it was Master Fang Zheng who was compassionate and could not bear to kill Yu Canghai. With a wrong footstep, his thin body flew out like the wind, and the speed was even faster than Ling Jing. He raised his right palm slightly, and suddenly there was a surge of majesty. His strength hit Ling Jing's right arm.

"Sure enough, you are worthy of being the number one master of the righteous way!" This strength was so strong that even Ling Jing couldn't help admiring the old monk's skill, and quickly cut his right palm to meet him.

"bump!"

There was a muffled sound out of thin air, and the strong wind blew in all directions, causing the clothes of the people around to sway, and Yu Canghai fell several steps in embarrassment, with his hair disheveled.

With great difficulty, Yu Canghai stopped his figure, his face flushed red, and he glared at Ling Jing angrily.

But Ling Jing ignored him, and just looked at Master Fang Zheng solemnly.

In fact, after just a fight, anyone could see that Yu Guanzhu of the Qingcheng faction was almost useless in front of this kid, but Yu Canghai's martial arts were comparable to those of the Beggars' Gang, Emei, Kunlun, Beggars' Gang, etc. In fact, the difference in the head of the sect is not too big. If they were replaced, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to get anything good.

"This kid is amazing!"

The heads of several sects all showed apprehension, only Yue Buqun frowned slightly and remained silent.

"Master, as long as you release my friend now, you will take people down the mountain in Xia Li, and you will never bother your temple again. I wonder what Master wants?" Ling Jing asked in a deep voice.

"This is actually..." Master Fang Zheng was about to say something, when he suddenly heard a shout from the woods beside him: "Master, don't agree to this evil thief!"

Following the sound of yelling, a black figure quickly jumped in front of everyone's eyes, it was Zuo Lengchan, the leader of the Songshan School.

After Zuo Lengchan landed on the ground, he turned around slowly, looked at Ling Jing coldly, and said, "Boy, I didn't kill you back then, but I made the biggest mistake in my life, and let you kill me today so many of our comrades."

A cold murderous intent flickered in his eyes, as if he had some deep hatred with Ling Jing. [

"Kill me?" Ling Jing looked at Zuo Lengchan and sneered slightly, and said, "Can you kill me?" He naturally knew why Zuo Lengchan hated him so much. After all, the Fujian group was the one who disrupted his plan. , which saved the Hengshan faction. (To be continued.)