Sword Roaring in the Sky

Chapter 80: Songyang disciples are indeed extraordinary (asking for monthly tickets)
Yu Jinting was greatly surprised and said, "Isn't this too overbearing?"

Sun Yanwan laughed and said, "The Blood Wolf Cavalry's collapse will inevitably bring disaster to the village. In order to save the lives of innocent people, we have to be a little domineering."

Sun Yanwan has traveled through time and has seen many gangs in the martial arts world.

Whether it is the Sky Snake Gang or the Scorpio Cult, there are no good people in these gangs. They all do bad things and basically do no good things.

Well, to put it simply, if you kill them all, there might be some innocent people who were wrongly accused, but if you only kill half, there will definitely be some who slip through the cracks.

Moreover, the Blood Wolf Riders had already been defeated. Even if they worked day and night and worked tirelessly, they would not be able to wipe out these Blood Wolf Riders in a short period of time.

These scattered horse bandits are so vicious that they will definitely bring disaster to the countryside and kill innocent people.

At this time, it is necessary to cut the Gordian knot, gather the strength of the local gangs, and quickly clean up the scattered Blood Wolf Riders. This is the best choice.

Sun Yanwan understood human nature very well and knew that if he forced a gang, the gang leader would always find ways to make excuses, but if he designated to kill the gang leader, the gang would become more efficient.

Yu Jinting didn't dare to argue anymore and was about to go back to Kuiyang City when Sun Yanwan added, "Go to Chengjiazhuang first and ask the two girls to send a few people to follow you to do the work."

Sun Yanwan knew that Yu Jinting might not have the courage, so he asked him to ask Sun Lingdie and Namco for people. The Tianji Sun family and the Namco family had many talented people. He had long known that the two women had capable people around them, and they were perfect for handling such matters.

Watching Yu Jinting leave, Sun Yanwan felt a little bored. For him, although there were still a few leaders of the Blood Wolf Riders who had not been killed, and even most of them had been defeated and the mess needed to be cleaned up, the three waves of assassins had been eliminated and there were no variables in the middle, so the mission was essentially over.

What follows is just trivial matters, just cleaning up the mess.

Killing the Blood Wolf Riders was originally a test for Linghu Shao and Ding Fenxiu, but with Zhang Ji's raiding formation, they could ensure that nothing serious would go wrong.

Zhang Ji watched Sun Yanwan's decision-making from the side, and admired him in his heart. Regardless of his martial arts skills, just based on this decisiveness, Sun Yanwan would definitely become a great man in the future.

He called out to Linghu Shao and Ding Fenxiu, saying, "Let's continue hunting down the Blood Wolf Riders!"

Without Yu Jinting, Sun Yanwan took the initiative to ask to collect the spare horses and refused to fight with Linghu Shao and Ding Fenxiu. The four of them chased for half a day and caught up with the five Blood Wolf Riders. It was Linghu Shao and Ding Fenxiu who took action.

Linghu Shao had been fighting continuously and had become accustomed to this kind of fighting. Whenever he attacked, he would use his shield first, forcing his opponent to withdraw his weapon and leave an opening, and then he would swing his sword to attack.

Ding Fenxiu also learned his lesson and would no longer fight the Blood Wolf Riders alone. He would take advantage of Linghu Shao's fight to launch a sneak attack with a rope dart and snatch his head.

When Zhang Ji was raiding the battlefield, he saw Sun Yanwan's calm look, and he always felt that this junior brother was not out for the trial, but was taking care of a child like him.

At night, the four encountered a small group of Blood Wolf Riders outside a village.

After a fierce battle, the two sides killed more than ten Northern Yan horse bandits from this small group of Blood Wolf Cavalry. The village head brought people out and insisted on inviting them in to rest. His attitude was much more cordial than that of the old man from Chengjiazhuang.

As Sun Yanwan rode into the village, he saw the skinny corpse of a Blood Wolf Rider lying on the ground by the roadside. There was a pool of blood on his back, but he seemed to have no wounds. He felt a little strange and thought to himself, "How could a bandit like this have a child?" Then another thought occurred to him: "Who killed him?"

Sun Yanwan recalled the scene just now. He seemed not to notice that someone had killed the skinny bandit. He immediately broke out in a cold sweat and drew his sword to stab. The skinny bandit's body seemed to have eyes on its back. It slipped away half a foot like a fish and dodged Sun Yanwan's sword.

Sun Yanwan knew, of course, that this man was feigning death. Furthermore, the skill with which he had dodged his sword must have been incredibly impressive. He swung his sword in a circle, and just as he was about to strike, the skinny bandit leaped into the air, his movements uncanny, like a kite, rising from thin air. With one palm, he forced the sword from his hand, then struck him in the face.

Sun Yanwan didn't have time to draw another sword, so he could only take a deep breath and punch out.

At this time, he was on a horse, and his posture for exerting force on the Dragon and Elephant meridians was wrong, so he could only perform the Water and Fire Prison Dragon move.

When his fists and palms collided, Sun Yanwan felt a chill that permeated his whole body. He subconsciously channeled this chill into the hidden meridians of Yuehua, and combined the internal force of the Ziwu Meridian that he had cultivated hard with the external force of the Golden Tendon and Jade Bone Fist to unleash it.

With a soft, crisp sound, the skinny horse bandit somersaulted in mid-air and landed gracefully on the ground. He laughed loudly and said, "The disciples of Songyang are indeed extraordinary."

This person used his lightness skill to fly away in an instant. His lightness skill was so high that Zhang Ji immediately gave up the idea of ​​chasing him.

He tried his best and was able to barely keep up, but a chase was inevitable. If he was led away, Sun Yanwan and others would have no one to protect them. This senior disciple of Yin Bailian could still distinguish between what was more important and what was not.

Zhang Ji turned around and saw a layer of white frost on Sun Yanwan's face and his whole body trembling slightly. He was startled and shouted, "Junior Brother Sun, what's wrong?"

Sun Yanwan gritted her teeth and replied, "I feel a little cold! The palm technique that man used just now was strange, containing extremely cold internal energy. I didn't have enough internal energy to resist it. Brother, please lend me a hand."

Zhang Ji rode his horse closer, put his hand on Sun Yanwan's back, and injected a burst of internal energy.

Both of them were disciples of Songyang, and they had both learned the Ziwu Sutra. Their internal strength came from the same source. Sun Yanwan, with the help of Zhang Ji's internal strength, slowly practiced the Ziwu Sutra technique, and dispelled some of the coldness.

Sun Yanwan felt a little scared. If he had not channeled the skinny horse bandit's palm power into the hidden meridians of Yuehua, he would have been frozen to death by the man's cold palm power. This palm power was indescribably cold, and the opponent's internal strength was far superior to his. Any sixth-grade warrior would have been in trouble.

It just so happened that among the nine meridians he had connected, there was a hidden meridian called Yuehua, which also had a cold and yin attribute. After absorbing this palm power, although this hidden meridian was extremely cold, it at least gave him a chance of survival.

Sun Yanwan turned out the palm power that had been introduced into the hidden meridian moonlight, and transformed it several times using the Ziwu Jing heart method, but it was still freezing cold, so he had to turn it back. However, after several cycles, the coldness did subside slightly.

It took half an incense stick of time for the frost on Sun Yanwan's face to dissipate, but the coldness in her body was still extremely strong.

Zhang Ji was also shocked, thinking, "Why does this extremely cold internal energy resemble that legendary evil skill? Could it be that the disciple of that person has entered Dalang?"

"I've heard that this person has been honored by the Southern Xia royal family and is now a respected national teacher in Southern Xia. Why would he suddenly send his disciples to travel the world?"

"This incident has absolutely nothing to do with the assassins from the Qinglong Tower. No matter which assassin force in the Qinglong Tower is involved, they can't hire this person. Is this just a coincidence?"

"Could it be that this person also wants to kill Ding Fenxiu?"

For a moment, Zhang Ji didn't know how to judge the situation, but he knew one thing: he couldn't help Sun Yanwan get rid of this cold internal force, and he had to return to the mountain immediately.

(End of this chapter)