Martial Arts Have Mastery

Shen Ling closed his eyes, and he could still recall how these people practiced their saber skills hard in the past two days, a little tired but still persevering.

But now, in less than a day.

The few people who were once vivid in his memory turned into cold corpses, lying in the open space in the center of the village.

If he hadn't gone back yesterday...

Shen Ling thought so.

But he knew in his heart that the main reason for the deaths of these tenant farmers was the bandits and robbers in Qingshan.

Clenching his fists tightly, Shen Ling really wanted to avenge the four tenant farmers Qing Zhuang!

"This is it!"

With a loud shout, everyone looked sideways.

I saw a bandit standing in front of the horse pointing a knife, and behind him were dozens of bandits with vicious faces.

"They were the ones who killed Xiaoba just now! A dozen or so brothers were also hacked to death by them."

After the bandit finished speaking, the man on the horse turned cold.

He looked at the old village chief and the tenant farmers around him, and said coldly, "You are the one who killed me?"

"If you don't leave one, kill me!!"

Before the old village head and others could reply, the man who saw the corpse over there suddenly waved his hand.

Shen Ling suddenly laughed.

He was thinking about taking revenge on these robbers, but he didn't expect these guys to come to his door.

fun, fun!

Shen Ling watched the group of robbers rushing forward, and walked forward without haste.

He slowly pulled out his simple knife, and then looked at these robbers with a cold smile, eyes full of murderous intent, which made people feel a little shuddering.

"Looking good."

Shen Ling's voice spoke slowly, reaching the ears of the tenant farmers.

He wants to demonstrate the machete technique in front of these young and strong tenant farmers, and at the same time avenge the dead young and strong tenant farmers.

"Mountain-opening style."

When several robbers approached, Shen Ling's simple knife swept horizontally.

Shen Ling used only one right hand to hold the simple knife normally held in both hands, but it accurately cut across the throats of several robbers.

"Mountain shaking style."

A robber came towards Shen Ling, but Shen Ling raised his knife to block it.

The moment the weapon hit and the sparks burst, the robber felt a strong attack, and the hands holding the knife began to tremble.

The robber subconsciously wanted to retreat, but...

The knife flashed.

The robber clutched his abdominal wound and fell sideways to the ground.

Mountain-opening style, mountain-shaking style.

Shen Ling used these two moves continuously, rushing towards the robbers one by one, being harvested like wheat.

Over there, the man on the horse frowned as he watched his subordinates continue to die.

He jumped off his horse, walked towards Shen Ling with big strides, and shouted loudly: "A bunch of trash, get the hell out of here."

The robbers backed away.

Shen Ling looked at the man with no expression on his face, but just shook off the blood on the knife in his hand.

The man was carrying a big knife, and said with a cold expression: "I am the third head of Qingshan Village, and so is Gu Dashan. Kid, report your name."

Shen Ling didn't answer.

Gu Dashan glanced at Shen Ling, with a slight hint of coldness on the corner of his mouth: "Kill some trash, and think you can do it? Boy, I know you are a warrior, but you are not the only warrior in this world!"

After speaking, Gu Dashan strode forward.

His feet made a dull sound on the ground, and the big knife in his hand slashed at Shen Ling.

Great power, average speed.

Responding in a mountain-shocking way cannot achieve results.

Shen Ling, who was targeted, calmly analyzed Gu Dashan's moves, without stopping, and quickly moved sideways.

"Splitting the mountain."

Shen Ling flashed to the side of Gu Dashan, and slashed down with all his strength in an instant.

Gu Dashan turned around and swung the sword from bottom to top.

when--

Two knives collided.

Shen Ling only felt a strong attack, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

This Gu Dashan swung the saber with his backhand, yet his strength did not decrease.

"Ha ha."

Gu Dashan laughed out loud.

At this moment, Shen Ling struck again.

"What is the use?!"

Gu Dashan blocked him with a horizontal knife, and kicked him as soon as he raised his foot.

With the advantages of strength and size, Gu Dashan feels no pressure at all.

Shen Ling's eyes flashed coldly.

The simple knife in his hand slashed heavily on Gu Dashan's knife, and at the same time attacked Gu Dashan with his legs.

Neither of them knew how to kick, but the contest between legs and feet was evenly matched.

but……

After fighting for a while, Shen Ling was full of confidence.

After spending so much effort, he finally understood the attacking routine of this ancient mountain.

Although this guy is a martial artist, his exercises only increase his strength.

Although the knife technique has been practiced, it seems to be just an entry-level appearance.

It can be over!

The meaning of opening a mountain!

In an instant, Shen Ling's temperament changed, and the mountain-opening knife technique in his hand suddenly became a little sharper.

After continuously splitting the mountain and injuring Gu Dashan, who was unable to deal with it, Shen Ling cut off Gu Dashan's head without hesitation at the moment when Gu Dashan was exhausted.

Seeing that Shen Ling had won the battle, the old village chief shouted excitedly: "Don't let them go."

The young and strong tenant farmers who had been prepared for a long time swarmed up and launched a fierce attack on the bandits and robbers over there.

The robbers in Qingshanzhai were still looking at Shen Ling dully, but in a haste they didn't even know how to fight back, and were soon besieged and killed.

Without the existence of Gu Dashan, the bandit's aura instantly disappeared.

"Keep one."

Wiping the blood off the blade, Shen Ling stopped the tenant farmer Qing Zhuang who wanted to execute the bandit on the spot.

"Yes."

The tenant farmer Qing Zhuang glanced at the bandit, wiped the blood off his face, and silently put away the knife.

Leave one, really only one left.

This time, the young and strong tenant farmers who swarmed up only paid the price of minor injuries to two people, and killed all the bandits who attacked.

Seeing a group of young and strong tenant farmers staring at them, the bandit showed a terrified expression.

He never thought that there are so many lunatics in this dilapidated small village.

The craziest one even killed the third head of their cottage!

Shen Ling walked over here slowly, squatting in front of the bandit who dared not move, and asked gently, "What is your identity in Qingshan Village?"

"I... I'm just an errand runner, really, really, I didn't lie to you."

The bandit looked at Shen Ling and swallowed.

The bandit's terrified eyes seemed to say that the person in front of him was not a handsome young man, but a ferocious demon.

The body trembled constantly, and the bandit wanted to escape.

But the young and strong tenant farmers around surrounded the place so tightly that he didn't dare to run away.

"Running errands."

Shen Ling looked at the bandit and smiled, "Don't be nervous, I won't kill you."

"Really, really!?"

Surprise appeared on the bandit's face, and he didn't even have time to doubt.

"certainly."

Shen Ling nodded, "Help me send a message to the head of your Qingshan village. I, Shen Ling, will wait for him here tonight. If you want to avenge the third head, come here."

"Don't wait for the time!!"

Shen Ling got up slowly.

He looked at the young and strong tenant farmers around him, and said, "Make way for him, and give him that horse too."

"Yes."

The young and strong tenant farmers nodded.

They didn't understand why Shen Ling did this, but they believed that Shen Ling would not harm them.

Looking at the back of the bandit riding away quickly.

Shen Ling's eyes flickered.

Ah.