Overdraw the future and become a peerless martial god

Chapter 33 Official Road
On the wilderness road.

Chu Ning walked forward quickly, without directly using the "Splitting Sky and Flying Shadow Art", but chose to walk.

When traveling the world, being too high-profile often leads to trouble, and he knows this very well.

The cold wind blew through the trees on both sides, making the branches and leaves rustle. Occasionally, the roars of wild beasts echoed in the mountains, revealing a bit of eerieness.

On the official road three meters away, eight snow-capped horses were wailing in the sword light of a man in tight clothes.

The leader of the caravan was thrown several feet in front of Chu Ning by the sword energy, with blood foaming from his mouth, but he held on tightly to the wooden box around his waist.

"Don't... don't touch..." He murmured with difficulty, with a flash of determination in his eyes.

Chu Ning frowned, squatted down, and took out the blood-stained wooden box from his arms.

He opened it slowly, and a gust of cold air hit him in the face.

It was an ancient sheepskin book with the words "Northern Border Military Atlas" written on it.

Chu Ning's pupils shrank slightly.

This hundred-year-old ice marrow...is not just a material for alchemy, but the key to activating the barrier guarding the northern border?

The girl in brocade clothes rolled out of the overturned carriage in a panic. The jade hairpin in her hair was broken, and her black hair was scattered with a faint hint of cold mist.

The cold air slowly spread from her body surface, the surrounding dry grass quickly frosted over, and even the ground was faintly cracked with ice crystals.

"Ice Soul Qi..." Chu Ning's eyes flashed slightly, and he instantly understood that this girl was not from an ordinary wealthy family, but a master with a cold-attributed martial arts bloodline.

She has a cold and beautiful face and an extraordinary temperament. Even in such a situation, she remains calm.

A trace of greed flashed in the eyes of several entry-level warriors, and they licked their lips: "Tsk, I didn't expect there would be such a beauty. It's an unexpected surprise for us brothers."

Next to the carriage, several guards were covered in wounds. One of them had not yet fallen down. He held on to his sword tightly and stared at the robbers with vigilance.

The guard, suppressing his injuries, shouted angrily, "Do you know whose convoy this is? If you dare to act rashly, you will be torn to pieces!"

Upon hearing this, several men burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, what a bullshit identity! In this desolate wilderness, whoever has the bigger fist has the final say!"

"Stop talking nonsense, brothers, take the silver and take the people away!"

Chu Ning's pupils shrank slightly. The way this girl dodged the sword energy was very exquisite. She was definitely not an ordinary girl.

"The young lady is quite pretty." The square-faced man, a mid-level tenth-rank cultivator, flicked his sword lightly, and the brocade on the girl's shoulders split, revealing her ice silk petticoat. "Why don't you come back to the mountain with me and be my bed warmer..."

A scene suddenly flashed through Chu Ning's mind:
That was the night when the evil slave of the Wang family broke into his courtyard. In the wind and snow, his elder sister was dragged into the back hall, her clothes were torn roughly, and she looked back at him in fear, who was powerless to save her.

"Sister!!"

Chu Ning's eyes suddenly turned cold, and frost thunder suddenly exploded at his fingertips.

"Ding!"

A stone flew through the air and accurately knocked the sword out of the man's hand.

"Ten taels of silver for a chance to live, do you think it's worth it?" His voice was steady, yet chilling. Several men were startled, and looking in the direction of the voice, they saw a young man in blue clothes, wearing a bamboo hat and carrying a bamboo basket, not far away. He looked calm.

"Tenth rank, low grade? Are you looking for death?" The square-faced man snorted coldly.

Chu Ning walked forward slowly, the corner of his mouth raised slightly: "Since you like to bully the weak, why don't you try bullying me?"

The men looked at each other and then burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha! This is unbelievable! Someone actually offered to come to my door!"

"Brothers, since this kid wants to be a hero, let him taste our methods!"

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the men of the middle level of the tenth rank suddenly drew his sword, and a cold light flashed, piercing Chu Ning's throat.

However, before the blade could fall, a gust of wind as strong as thunder had already struck.

"boom!"

Chu Ning appeared in front of this person without him noticing, and slapped him on the chest.

"puff--"

The man felt an irresistible force sweeping through his body. He flew backwards and hit the carriage hard. He vomited blood and fainted on the spot.

The expressions of the other robbers changed drastically.

"This kid...what a fast speed!"

Chu Ning shook his sleeves lightly, his eyes calm: "Go on."

The men felt a chill in their hearts. The leader's forehead was covered with sweat. A sinister look flashed in his eyes. He suddenly shouted, "Come on!"

Several figures rushed towards Chu Ning at the same time, with swords and sabers flashing and shadows intertwined, and a sharp murderous intent filled the night.

The seven sword energies formed an ice net, and frost flowers instantly formed on the ground.

Chu Ning stood there as if frightened. Seeing the sword tip about to touch his nose, he suddenly raised his hand and took off his hat.

The twelve bamboo sticks on the edge of the hat exploded at the same time, and the bamboo sticks exploded with a bang mixed with the energy of frost and thunder.

The three disciples who were rushing in the front suddenly froze and fell to the ground with ferocious expressions.

"How dare you rob people without any skills?" Chu Ning stepped on the ice chips and walked forward slowly, with blue and white arcs of electricity jumping on his fingertips. "Which sect are you from?" The remaining men frantically urged their internal strength, but found that what was flowing in their meridians was no longer true energy, but some kind of sticky frost thunder.

Their skin began to crack, and the wounds were not covered with blood, but with tiny ice crystals and electric sparks.

A cold light suddenly burst out, and the sword light shattered.

"Pfft——!"

Blood splattered and several figures fell to the ground.

In just a few breaths, all the robbers were killed on the spot.

The remaining leading man collapsed on the ground, his face pale and his eyes full of fear.

"You...who are you?"

Chu Ning walked slowly to him, looked down at him, and said lightly: "You are not worthy of knowing."

Then, he kicked out.

At this moment, the girl in brocade clothes suddenly groaned.

Chu Ning caught a glimpse of a black air wrapped around her ankle.

In the pine forest outside the official road, a middle-aged man put away his thunder-patterned crossbow, his face gloomy: "This piece of trash from the Hanshan Sect can't even handle a herbalist."

"Brother Wuwang, that girl was hit by the Yin Sha Thunder. Her meridians will be broken within half a minute." The follower stared at the jadeite pendant that was faintly visible on the girl's waist.

"What we want is for Wu Hou Mansion to track down Han Shan Sect."

Black lightning flashed between Zhao Wuwang's fingers. He stared at the chalcedony pendant that was faintly visible around the girl's waist, a sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"Heh... no matter how deep the Wuhou Mansion is hidden, what does it matter?"

"Brother, do you really want to let her go?" A Tianlei Sect disciple asked in a low voice, "This is the opportunity we have been waiting for for many years..."

"No rush." ​​Zhao Wuwang raised his hand, revealing an ancient copper seal on his palm, engraved with the Wang family's unique patterns. "The Wang family is unwilling to personally attack the Wuhou Mansion, but they also don't want the northern boundary barrier to be reactivated."

"When the Wang family arrives, we'll reap the benefits."

"who?!"

The frost thunder rising from the blade condensed into the shadow of a blue-eyed snow fox in the air, with its sharp teeth tightly gripping Zhao Wuwang's throat.

The rusty blade edge was covered with ice cracks, and in each crack, a star-like flash of lightning flashed. Chu Ning's voice came from the treetops: "They are the waste of Hanshan Sect. Where are you from?"

Zhao Wuwang's meridians had been blocked by frost and lightning, and he watched helplessly as Chu Ning took away his thunder pattern ring.

The moment Chu Ning took the Thunder Pattern Ring, he suddenly felt a strange wave spreading from inside the ring.

He flipped open the inside and found a line of blood-red engravings.

"A startling appearance, the blue sky is in disarray."

These words seem to be some kind of warning, and also some kind of prophecy.

After sending away the people from Tianlei Sect, Chu Ning returned to the official road.

Hanshan's disciples had already fled, leaving only the girl in brocade clothes and the caravan manager, who was leaning against the wreckage of the carriage.

She tore off a strip of cloth from her sleeve to bandage her calf, and blood oozed from the wound.

"Miss, do you need help?" Chu Ning shook the medicine basket in his hand. "This group of people has been dealt with. Be careful on the road ahead."

The woman looked at him quietly, a strange look flashed in her eyes, and then she smiled slightly.

"Thank you sir for your help."

Her voice was clear and cold, like a flowing spring.

Chu Ning waved his hand: "It's just a small favor, don't take it to heart."

The woman nodded slightly, said nothing more, and slowly returned to the carriage.

The car curtain fell, blocking her thoughtful gaze.

She held a small sword in her palm, with the hilt engraved with the tiny Chinese character "Ming". "My name is Xie Mingli, and my brother Xie Jinghong is waiting for me to return."

The guards hurriedly organized the convoy and prepared to continue on their journey.

"Yin Sha Thunder Poison? The Tianlei Sect is willing to spend the money."

Xie Mingli leaned against the wreckage of the carriage, pressing his trembling fingers against the ice marrow and chalcedony on his collarbone, trying to stop the spread of the Yin Sha thunder poison.

Her chest heaved violently, her lips turned pale, and she was obviously in great pain.

But even so, she didn't look panicked at all.

"Sir, you saved me once. I wonder... would you be willing to save me again?" She slowly raised her eyes, with a hint of temptation and gratitude in her eyes, but more of it was a calm calculation.

Chu Ning was slightly startled, his gaze fixed on her clear yet slightly tired eyes. Although she was seriously injured, she remained upright and composed, her demeanor undiminished, worthy of being the daughter of the Wuhou Mansion.

He didn't rush to answer, but after a moment of silence, he slowly asked: "How to save?"

Xie Mingli exhaled softly, her fingertips slightly tightening her sleeves: "It's still a hundred miles to the capital... If you don't mind, why don't you come with me?"

(End of this chapter)