The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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However, these two were very high-profile in the martial arts world, calling themselves the Diancang Twin Swords, with sword energy soaring to the sky, which made many martial arts people dislike them. Some sword masters wanted to challenge the two, but they were all defeated by them.

These two were extremely skilled swordsmen and had killed many underworld experts.

I never expected them to come here today.

"kill!"

With a loud shout, the two swordsmen of Diancang cooperated to kill the enemy, and many martial arts practitioners died under their swords.

call out!

"Junior brother, be careful!"

One of the Diancang Twin Swordsmen saw his junior brother chasing after him and immediately shouted.

"what?"

The junior brother swung his sword and beheaded a man. Only when he heard his senior brother's shout did he realize that he had already distanced himself from his senior brother and fallen into the enemy's encirclement, surrounded by densely packed enemies.

call out!

A whooshing sound came from behind, a long spear thrust out, and the rest of the people swarmed forward.

This junior brother of the Diancang Twin Swords had practiced swordsmanship for decades and possessed the strength of a first-rate master, but he was unable to break free when surrounded by many people.

when!

The junior brother swung his sword to parry the attack, then pointed his sword and pierced the throat of one of the men, but the weapons of the others were already thrusting at him at the same time.

The junior brother leaped into the air with a light touch of his toes, trying to escape the encirclement, but found himself surrounded by dense crowds of people, with no foothold to be found. He had no choice but to land again, and the next second, countless gleaming weapons came stabbing at him.

Dangdangdang!

The junior brother parried with his longsword, breaking through the killing moves of several people, but the next second a long spear thrust out from behind, pointing straight at his shoulder. The junior brother glanced back, but it was too late to defend. The spear tip gradually enlarged in his pupils.

A foot landed in the air, stepping on the tip of a spear, and a figure descended.

Bang!

Jiang Ning raised his leg and lashed out, striking the man's neck and sending him flying. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he swung his sword horizontally, unleashing a crescent-shaped sword aura that sent blood and flesh flying everywhere.

After killing several people, the rest rushed forward in a swarm. Jiang Ning glanced around, took a deep breath, and shouted. Waves of energy spread out, knocking down a group of martial arts practitioners and creating a brief vacuum around them.

Jiang Ning stomped his leg hard on the ground, sending dirt flying and pebbles soaring into the air. With a flick of his sleeve, Jiang Ning unleashed his inner force, which carried countless pebbles that slammed into the bodies of those around him, producing a series of muffled thuds.

"what!"

One person was hit in the eye, and some blood spurted out of the eye. The person immediately fell to the ground and howled in pain.

The others had countless holes in their bodies, from which blood gushed out, and they collapsed to the ground, rolling around and screaming in agony.

Having dealt with those around him, Jiang Ning was about to leave.

"Thank you."

A voice came from behind.

Jiang Ning glanced back, smiled and nodded in acknowledgment, then left to join other battlefields.

"Junior brother, are you alright?"

The senior brother of the Diancang Twin Swords also arrived at this time.

"fine."

The junior brother nodded, glanced at Jiang Ning's departing figure, and showed amazement in his eyes.

When Jiang Ning shouted with his internal energy earlier, he had his back to him and wasn't specifically targeting him, so he was less affected. But even so, he felt slightly dizzy just now, which made him feel uncomfortable.

This young man's internal strength is surprisingly profound.

"Alright, since everything's alright, let's continue fighting."

The senior brother of the Diancang Twin Swords said something and then attacked the people around him.

So far, the Tianhe Gang's forces have suffered heavy casualties, with large numbers of corpses lying on the ground and the air thick with the stench of blood.

Jiang Ning roamed the battlefield, relentlessly reaping lives like a grim reaper. Everywhere he went, someone fell under his sword, which was now stained with blood, the blood dripping from its tip and leaving streaks on the ground.

This group of martial arts practitioners numbered around five hundred. At first, they were able to temporarily suppress the Hengshan Sect disciples due to their superior numbers. However, as the battle continued, the number of casualties gradually increased. In addition, there were no experts on their side, while Jiang Ning's side, apart from himself, had experts like the nuns Dingjing and Dingyi. Now, with the arrival of the Diancang Twin Swords, the situation had turned into Jiang Ning's side suppressing the other side.

Wang Shu'an stood at a distance, watching the battle turn against him, his face extremely grim, cursing inwardly.

Before he arrived, he had invited those independent experts and other forces, but they were all arrogant and did not come. Those who came were just a motley crew. He originally thought that they had an overwhelming advantage in numbers, but he still underestimated the Hengshan Sect.

The Hengshan Sect's rise to prominence as a major righteous sect is not solely due to its association with the Five Sacred Mountains Sword Sect; the Hengshan disciples are not weak and submissive.

As the battle progressed, the Hengshan Sect suffered numerous casualties, but their teamwork was excellent. Whenever a disciple was injured, they would retreat from the battlefield under the cover of other Hengshan disciples to take medicine and heal their wounds. The remaining Hengshan disciples would then regroup into groups of seven to fight the enemy.

"I can not stand it any more."

One of the martial arts figures could no longer tolerate it and fled.

This man's escape acted as a fuse, igniting a chain reaction that led to the flight of other martial arts figures.

They were a motley crew, without any leader. They were just a large, disorganized group with no tactics. They either attacked all at once or fought separately. Jiang Ning moved around the battlefield, reaping their lives until they could no longer hold on and began to scatter and flee.

"Hang in there!"

Wang Shu'an shouted anxiously as he watched the crowd flee.

"Wang has already gone to fetch help, and a large number of experts are on their way to provide support. Everyone, hold on!"

However, no one listened to him.

Staying here for even a second longer means someone will die. These people did not have the spirit to face death, and their morale collapsed rapidly under the massive massacre in Jiangning.

"You tell us to go, why don't you go yourself!"

A passerby cursed at Wang Shu'an before fleeing in a frenzy.

"you!"

Wang Shu'an was furious and was about to speak when a cold wind swept in from behind. He turned around and saw a figure standing behind him, looking at him coldly, with a long sword in his hand that looked like it was dripping with blood.

Ning Yanwang!

Wang Shu'an's heart pounded. The next second, his expression hardened, he flicked his sleeve, unleashed a hidden weapon, and then turned to flee.

His martial arts skills were decent, but that was all. He didn't become the deputy leader of the Tianhe Gang because of his martial prowess.

The moment Wang Shuan turned around, a sword tip emerged from his throat.

Jiang Ning withdrew his sword and looked at the crowd that had begun to scatter and flee.

"Chase!"

Yi Qing shouted loudly, about to draw his sword and give chase.

Upon hearing this, the other Hengshan disciples were about to give chase.

"Stop!"

Master Dingyi shouted, stopping all his disciples.

"Don't chase poor bandits."

The other Hengshan disciples stopped what they were doing when they heard Master Dingyi speak.

"Heal your wounds first, don't worry about these people."

"Yes, Master."

Upon hearing this, Yi Qing accepted the order and began to care for the wounded along with the other Hengshan disciples. Those whose injuries were not serious were helped to regulate their breathing and recover their strength.

One by one, the Hengshan disciples took out medicine bottles from their robes, poured out pills, swallowed them, and began to regulate their breathing.

After learning that a large number of forces under the Demonic Cult were targeting the Huashan Sect, Abbess Dingyi brought a large quantity of medicines to treat injuries, including many of the holy healing medicines Baiyun Bear Bile Pill and Tianxiang Fragrance Rejuvenating Glue. Almost every Hengshan disciple brought some.

"Junior Brother Jiang Ning, thank you."

A disciple from Hengshan came over and thanked Jiang Ning.

She was accidentally stabbed and was about to die when Jiang Ning arrived and saved her life.

"Senior sister, there's no need for such formalities."

Jiang Ning smiled and nodded.

After the Hengshan disciple left, other people came over to thank Jiang Ning, as they had all been saved by him earlier.

After this encounter, many Hengshan disciples were injured, but fortunately none died. Jiang Ning moved around the battlefield, killing people while rescuing them. If any Hengshan disciples were to lose their lives due to carelessness or being unable to withstand the attack, Jiang Ning would intervene in time to save them.

In this battle, Jiang Ning put killing second and focused on protecting the Hengshan disciples from being killed. As a result, many Hengshan disciples owed Jiang Ning a debt of gratitude.

"So you're Ning Yanwang of the Huashan Sect?"

At this moment, the two swordsmen of Diancang walked over. Their clothes were somewhat disheveled, but they were unharmed.

Jiang Ning smiled at the two men and said, "You two seniors can just call me Jiang Ning."

One of them said, "My name is Xie Xing, and this is my senior brother, Liu Bolin."

After introducing himself, Xie Xing cupped his hands to Jiang Ning and said, "Thank you for your help earlier. Please accept my bow."

He had previously gotten too far into enemy territory and lost track of his senior brother; if Jiang Ning hadn't intervened in time, he would have perished.

Jiang Ning stepped aside and did not accept his bow.

"There's no need for that, senior."

Jiang Ning smiled and said, "The two seniors have traveled a long way to help my Huashan Sect. If anyone should be thanking you, it should be my Huashan Sect thanking you."

"The reputation of the Diancang Twin Swords is well-known in the martial arts world. Seeing them today, I can confirm that their reputation is well-deserved. I have long admired them."

At this moment, Abbess Dingyi and Abbess Dingjing came over.

Xie Xing and Liu Bolin didn't have time to argue about who should thank whom. Upon hearing this, they quickly clasped their hands and said, "Greetings, two nuns."

Dingyi and Dingjing returned the greeting.

Master Dingyi smiled and said, "I am deeply grateful for the two of you coming to support my Five Mountains Sword Sect. How is Sect Leader Mu?"

Liu Bolin replied, "Thank you for your concern, Master. I hope the Sect Leader is well."

"Did you two come all the way from Yunnan?"

Master Dingyi asked curiously.

"That's not true."

Liu Bolin shook his head and said, "My brother and I came from Hunan. We heard that these demonic cultists were going to attack the Huashan Sect, so we came here specifically to help them."

Abbess Dingjing suddenly asked, "Since you two have come from Hunan, have you met Master Mo Da of the Hengshan School?"

Xie Xing replied, "No, Master Mo is elusive and rarely seen. We have never met him. However, my fellow disciple and I passed through Hengshan and heard that the Hengshan Sect has already set off for Shaanxi. They must have arrived at Huashan by now."

Dingyi nodded after receiving the news.

Jiang Ning then said, "My two senior masters, there's no time to lose, let's return to Mount Hua as soon as possible."

The Hengshan Sect disciples are all injured now, and they may be attacked if they don't leave in time.

"Ah."

Dingyi and Dingjing nodded.

Jiang Ning looked at the two Diancang swordsmen and said, "Seniors, please come back to Mount Hua with me."

Xie Xing and Liu Bolin exchanged a glance and nodded, saying, "Alright, we came here to support the Huashan Sect anyway."

Without further ado, the Hengshan disciples rested for a while before setting off again.

Along the way, Xie Xing and Liu Bolin glanced at Jiang Ning not far away and couldn't help but look at each other, both seeing amazement in each other's eyes.

The two of them had been wandering the martial arts world for a long time and knew about Jiang Ning's deeds. Before meeting Jiang Ning, they were wondering what kind of person could earn the title of King of Hell. Now they knew.

"You did a good job, kid."

On the way, Abbess Dingyi praised Jiang Ning.

People are watching what you do. Master Dingyi had seen Jiang Ning save Hengshan disciples more than once before. In Master Dingyi's view, this was the true way to treat the Five Mountains Sword Sects as one family, unlike the Songshan Sect.

The thought of the Songshan Sect's domineering ways made Master Dingyi snort coldly.

Master Dingjing recalled that decades ago, when the Huashan Sect was still the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sects, the Huashan Sect took good care of the other four sects, like an elder brother.

But now that the Songshan Sect has become powerful and replaced the Huashan Sect as the leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect Alliance, things have changed. They have become increasingly domineering and do not treat them as allies at all, just like a brother who looks down on his brothers and sisters after becoming rich.