ragginovel Chapter 78 Hey! Who dares to hurt my Uncle-Master Zhong?!
Chapter 78 Hey! Who dares to hurt my Uncle-Master Zhong?!
Chapter 78 Hey! Who dares to hurt my Uncle-Master Zhong?!
A breeze began to rise, disrupting the stillness of the lake and creating ripples.
Ren Yingying raised her hand to brush away a strand of hair from her cheek, but the stubborn strand fell back down, making her even more irritated.
"Hey Li, since you already made up your mind, why did you still come to the appointment? Are you just playing me for a fool?!"
"Miss Ren, you're overthinking it. I'm giving you a chance, and also giving myself a reason!"
Ren Yingying looked puzzled, but Li Che leaned forward and sat on the opposite stone bench. "I'm giving you a chance to make your move, and also giving me a reason to kill you!"
His fingers trembled slightly as he strummed the strings, and his right arm, which had been smoothing his hair, was now draped over his side.
The usually aloof Holy Maiden of the Demonic Cult surprisingly showed a hint of nervousness, and her words were quite firm: "You speak so eloquently, but when did you hold back the followers of the Luoyang Mortuary? How many people died or were injured in this battle over the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual?"
You, Li Che, need a reason to kill someone?!
Li Che nodded and said, "What Miss Ren said makes sense. My principle in doing things has always been to protect my relatives, friends, and myself!"
Unfortunately, there are always some fools who stretch their necks to get close to Li's sword.
There may be more people dying because of Li in the future, and Ms. Ren should be glad that she acted with some sense of propriety.
Let the matter of Luoyang be dropped. Keep a close eye on your subordinates and don't overstep your bounds.
Goodbye!
"Wait! Dongfang Bubai! Helping me is helping you too!" Seeing Li Che stop in his tracks, Ren Yingying hurriedly said, "This is not a threat, it's cooperation!"
Perhaps you will become the best in the world in the future, but you have to live to see that day first!
The Five Mountains Sword Sect and the Divine Sect have a long-standing feud, and a showdown is inevitable sooner or later. How many people can you protect on your own?
If I gain power, I will definitely restrain my followers and ensure they never cross the line!
how?"
Ren Yingying's words were quite intimidating.
But Li remained unmoved. How could an ordinary woman understand the joy of "Sister Dongfang's" profound philosophy of life?
Yang Lianting was ambitious but lacked talent. If Ren Woxing hadn't been released, the martial world might have enjoyed peace for much longer.
After a moment of silence, Li Che sneered again, "So, Miss Ren, are you doing this to save your father, or to seize power?"
Ren Yingying was stunned for a moment, and when she came to her senses, Li Che had already stepped out of the stone pavilion.
The master and apprentice stayed in Fuzhou for two days. The martial arts figures gradually dispersed, and the streets returned to their usual peace.
It's time to head home.
The five men mounted their horses and exited through the west gate.
In addition to Yue Buqun and Li Che, Lin Zhennan and his family also accompanied them.
Lin Pingzhi was happy to go to Mount Hua to learn martial arts, but Lin Zhennan and his wife had to make a trip to Luoyang.
Now that she's embarked on the Huashan route, after visiting her maternal home, she still needs to go to Chang'an to learn from her brother-in-law.
On the way, Lao Lin secretly pondered to himself that he used to think that his brother-in-law, Wang Bofen, was just a big, burly man with a head full of muscles, but he never expected that he was actually so kind and thoughtful. It really is true that you can't judge a book by its cover.
Back in his new mansion in Chang'an, Young Master Wang sneezed several times in a row, nearly smashing the stone lock in his hand onto his own foot.
Old Yue had been away from home for two months, and he was so worried about his family that he rode his horse at breakneck speed all the way back.
Since everyone has a foundation in martial arts, it's not a problem.
Even Lin Pingzhi, the weakest among them, gritted his teeth and persevered despite the pain in his inner thighs. As a newcomer, he didn't want his master and senior brothers to look down on him.
Thus, around the 20th, they had arrived near Xiangyang.
After passing Xiangyang, we will travel through Nanyang into Shaanxi, and in another day or two we will reach Mount Hua.
"Master, we only have a few days' journey left. Why don't we stop in Xiangyang for a day? Chief镖头 Lin is going back to his parents' home. He's traveled a long way and is covered in dust. Old Master Wang might think his son-in-law and daughter have fled here," Li Che said half-jokingly.
"Very well, it was my oversight."
Old Yue looked up at the sky; it was almost time for dinner.
"Che'er, you go ahead and book a room at an inn in the city."
"No need, Young Master Li, Ping'er, you go!"
"yes!"
Before any response could be received, the little snow dragon beneath Young Master Lin's mount had already dashed off, appearing even more eager than before on its journey.
However, after the group had traveled about a mile, they saw Lin Pingzhi galloping towards them on horseback.
"Master, I overheard a fight in the woods ahead. It sounded like... like they were talking about the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual!"
The group exchanged glances, their eyes finally settling on Yue Buqun.
Li Che thought to himself, "Zhong Zhen? That guy's fast! No, my Uncle Zhong can't be allowed to get into trouble! At least not now!"
"Master, shall we go take a look?"
"You just love watching the excitement. The Evil-Repelling Sword Manual has caused such a stir; you should be avoiding suspicion. If it causes misunderstandings, Mount Hua will be in endless trouble!"
"Mr. Yue is right. Although Young Hero Li is public-spirited, let's not get involved."
No mixing?
How can one practice the "Evil-Repelling Sword Manual" without getting involved with Master Zuo?
"Master, it's rumored in the martial arts world that Uncle Zhong of the Songshan Sect has obtained the sword manual. We've already made an appearance. If we turn a blind eye, Zuo Lengchan might be accused of refusing to help someone in distress."
As Yue Buqun was pondering, a loud explosion suddenly rang out in the sky ahead, sparks flying everywhere, outlining a mountain-like shape – it was the Songshan Sect's artillery signal for reinforcements.
It really is Jong Jin!
"Chief镖林, you and your family go into the city first. Che'er, let's go!"
The master and apprentice did not ride horses. Almost simultaneously, they stepped into the stirrups and leaped up, disappearing around the bend in the road in a few strides, making Lin Pingzhi envious.
Old Yue wanted to test his disciple's internal strength, so he gradually increased the force of his steps and jumped faster and faster.
Even after his internal energy had increased to 90%, Li Che still followed at a steady pace, one step behind, which made Old Yue nod repeatedly.
Before they had gone three miles, they could already hear the sounds of fighting and shouting.
The master and disciple, as if on the same wavelength, each slowed their pace.
The battle was divided into two groups, with nearly twenty members of the Demonic Sect dressed in black and wearing yellow belts surrounding and killing five disciples of Mount Song.
The person in front had disheveled hair and was covered in mud and blood on his face and body; it was Zhong Zhen!
It's unclear how many battles he fought along the way, but the broadsword in his hand was covered in serrations and was already somewhat bent, truly a nine-curved sword.
"Only you know how to call for backup?!"
The leader of the demonic cult shouted, followed by the deafening roar of the horn, and sparks exploded in the sky.
"Hey, you surnamed Zhong, hand over the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, and I'll give you a quick death!"
Zhong Zhen, panting heavily, planted the tip of his sword on the ground and said coldly, "Demons and evil spirits, if you don't want to die, you can still get lost!"
"Ha! Severely injured and barely breathing, yet still stubborn."
With a "rip," the man tore off his tattered long sleeve, revealing a muscular arm that was in no way inferior to the strongmen of Qianjin Village. "Quickly finish this, kill him and seize the manual!"
Before he could finish speaking, the person rushed over.
Before Chung-Jin could move, Stendhal, standing beside him, had already raised his sword to meet the enemy.
He raised his broadsword overhead, slashing and cutting with great force, but his strength was waning, indicating that he was at the end of his rope.
The member of the demonic sect remained fearless, scoffing and raising his arm to meet the blade head-on with his bare body?!
To his surprise, when the sword struck down, his arm was not severed, but Stendhal was jolted and his hand was in pain. The villain's flesh was as if it were cast in iron. When the sword struck, it produced a clanging sound.
The Golden Bell Cover and Iron Shirt kung fu?!
Upon seeing this, Li Che had an idea: this skill would be suitable for Huashan disciples with mediocre talent to practice.
I wonder if this guy brought any secret manuals with him!
The master and disciple exchanged a glance. Li Che understood and leaped out of the woods first, shouting, "How dare you! This demonic cultist dares to harm my fellow cultivators from the Five Mountains Sect! Die!"
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