After Ling Jing stabbed the three of them in the wrist with a sword, he didn't continue to move, but just looked at the three of them coldly, his mind turning. Two of these three people are Shaolin lay disciples, if it is necessary, he does not want to have any grudges with the Shaolin faction, after all, Shaolin and Wudang are well-deserved martial arts Taishan Beidou in today's martial arts.

Don't look at the Wuyue Sword Sect in the rivers and lakes over the years, the reputation has become more and more famous in the rivers and lakes, but if you really want to compete in strength, even if the Wuyue Sword Sect works together, it may not be able to win the next Shaolin faction, not to mention that the abbot of the Shaolin faction, Master Fangzheng, is an unfathomable master, in the original plot, the scene of the Shaolin Temple battle, if it is not for me to deceive, it is definitely not the opponent of Fangzheng.

What's more, since the beginning of the Tang Dynasty, although the Shaolin faction has gone through several hardships, but it has never really declined, after hundreds of years of accumulation, the Shaolin faction, whether it is the number of masters or martial arts cheats, is by no means comparable to the general famous faction.

Ling Jing's gaze wandered over the three of them for a moment, and saw that the faces of the three of them were blue and white, as if they wanted to make a move, but they were afraid of their own swordsmanship, and they hesitated in their hearts.

Ling Jing smiled slightly, but he didn't take these people to heart, so he said lightly: "Three senior brothers, offended." ”

The three of them were silent for a while, and then listened to the Shaolin disciple surnamed Xin and said: "Brother Tai's swordsmanship is masterful, we are not opponents, now we want to kill or chop, listen to the respect." ”

Ling Jing still had a good sense of this person surnamed Xin, so he smiled and said, "Senior brother said that I laughed, if it wasn't for this Brother Tan to do it first, I would never be embarrassed by you." After that, he glanced lightly at the Kunlun sect's disciple surnamed Tan.

The person surnamed Tan was swept by Ling Jing at a glance, and he was immediately ashamed and angry, just now he saw that the other party was young, and he had a sense of contempt in his heart, so he took the lead in making a move, but he didn't want to be cleaned up by someone else's three or two swords in the end, which was simply a loss of face. At this time, if it weren't for the fact that the surname was hanging in the hands of others, I was afraid that I would have turned around and ran away in shame.

The Shaolin disciple surnamed Na Xin smiled bitterly, hugged his fists and said: "Then thank you Shaoxia's subordinates for their mercy, but I don't know which sect Shaoxia is a disciple?" ”

Ling Jing replied with a salute, for Shaolin Temple, in fact, he still had some respect in his heart, so he smiled and said: "Senior brother is polite, but there is no sect in the Xia, just a prodigal son of the rivers and lakes." ”

The Shaolin disciple surnamed Na Xin showed a trace of confusion on his face, and the other two were also a little surprised, after all, they had all seen this young man's swordsmanship, which was definitely a superb swordsmanship, but they didn't want this young man to be a person with no sect and no sect.

However, this person has no intention of getting to the bottom of it, seeing that this young man's martial arts are high, although his swordsmanship is a little weird, but his style of action is quite decent, and he does not look like an evil person, so he persuaded: "Shaoxia, this five tyrants are called a gathering of demons today, it is definitely not a good place, although Shaoxia's martial arts are strong, it is better to leave early." Let's leave it at that. ”

The three of them rushed up the mountain to eliminate the demon guard, but they didn't want to be knocked off by a young man in three or two moves, and their faces naturally didn't look good, so they left in a hurry.

Ling Jing bowed his hand slightly, and watched the three of them go down the mountain, but when he saw the Kunlun Sect disciple leaving, the look of resentment on his face suddenly showed a trace of coldness in his eyes.

Although he has no intention of making a feud with the Shaolin faction, he really doesn't care about the Kunlun faction. If this person still wants to do something in the future, he doesn't mind taking the sacrificial sword surnamed Tan.

After a while, the footsteps of the three men had faded away.

"Little liar." Ren Yingying turned out from behind the grass shed at this time, walked to Ling Jing's side, and said with a smile: "It turns out that you are so badly injured, it seems that I am worried in vain." ”

Ling Jing smiled noncommittally and said, "Yingying, let's go down the mountain quickly." Today, the movement on these five tyrants is not small, but I am afraid that there will not be a few righteous path masters who will come after hearing the wind, so let's avoid it for the time being. ”

He can indeed easily get rid of ordinary masters, but if he involves those masters of the generation on the rivers and lakes, with his current state, it will not be easy to deal with it.

In this case, it is better to have more than less.

"What, are you scared, little liar?" Ren Yingying grinned and said, not at all afraid that a master would come to provoke again.

"Then you can stay alone, I have to go." The corners of Ling Jing's mouth twitched, and he smiled: "Miss, don't you know that I am injured now." ”

After that, he ignored Ren Yingying and walked straight down the mountain.

"Hey! You wait for me! Seeing that this little liar said to go, and walked out of the distance in just a few steps, Ren Yingying finally stomped her feet and chased forward.

"Then hurry up yourself." Hearing the eldest lady stomping angrily from behind, Ling Jing showed a smile on his face, and said without looking back.

After traveling for several miles, I have arrived at the land of Pingyang under Okashita. Ren Yingying was angry in her heart, and she never took the initiative to talk to Ling Jing along the way, and Ling Jing didn't seem to notice anything at all, so she silently hurried on the road and didn't bother with Miss Ren.

The two were silent all the way, Ren Yingying looked at his side face, the more she looked at it, the more hateful she felt, and she kept thinking in her heart how to teach this little liar a lesson.

After walking for a while, Ren Yingying suddenly stopped and shouted, "Hey, little liar, I'm tired." Where are you going? ”

Ling Jing saw that the eldest lady finally couldn't help but speak, so she stopped, turned her head, and said with a smile: "I can't tell you this." ”

Ren Yingying snorted lightly and said, "Stingy." You just want to say, I don't want to hear it. After saying that, he turned his head and ignored Ling Jing, then found a clean place, sat down and rested.

When Ling Jing saw her stop, he stopped hurrying, and walked over to sit next to Ren Yingying, and suddenly smelled a faint fragrance in his nose.

Ren Yingying saw that he was sitting so close to her, her face flushed slightly, and she said angrily: "Little liar, what are you doing so close to me." I don't know if men and women kiss or not. ”

"Look at any other clean places here?" Ling Jing said helplessly. The place where the two of them sat was a slightly raised long stone slab, and the road was slightly cleaner with many trees and rotting leaves and dust on the ground.

Ren Yingying pursed her lips, unable to refute it, thought about it, and then stopped caring about the matter, and said: "Little liar, you have been gone for so long, where are you going?" ”

Ever since the two of them got off the Wuba Gang, Ling Jing had always led the way in front, but she didn't want to follow aimlessly.

Ling Jing turned his head to look at her, the cloak on the eldest lady's head had still not been removed, and a thin layer of white veil covered her face, making him unable to see it really.

He smiled and said, "If you take the cloak off your head, I'll tell you." ”

"Hmph, who's rare. I don't want it. Ren Yingying had a hint of joy in her heart, but her mouth was not loose at all.

Ling Jing knew that this eldest lady's surname was a bit rude, so she didn't force it, but just smiled slightly.

At this moment, I heard a voice on the road not far behind me, and said, "Master, the kid in front is the little thief on the Wuba Gang." The voice sounded very familiar, wasn't it the disciple surnamed Tan of the Kunlun Sect.

As soon as Ling Jing heard this voice, he frowned, and immediately stood up to take a look, and sure enough, he saw four figures turning out on the other side of the road, among them was an elderly monk with a wrinkled face, and the other three were the same people he had met on the Wuba Gang before.

He didn't want to have a grudge with the Shaolin faction before, so he kindly let these people go, and he knew that most of the people in the Shaolin faction were quite loyal and would never repay virtue with grievances, so for a while he couldn't guess what they meant by catching up.

Ling Jing took half a step forward, faintly protecting Ren Yingying behind her, this eldest lady's identity is too sensitive, and she can't let these people show any clues.

The four of them quickly came closer, and the person surnamed Tan of the Kunlun faction showed a look of resentment on his face, staring at Ling Jing with dead eyes, and said beside the old monk: "Master, it was this little thief who injured us on the mountain. ”

The Shaolin disciple surnamed Xin threw an apologetic look at Ling Jing, he accepted the young man's love in his heart, this matter should have ended here, but he didn't want the Kunlun faction's Tan brother to hold a grudge in his heart, and sued in front of his uncle, saying that this young man's swordsmanship is evil, and his martial arts are extremely high, and he is definitely not a person in the righteous path, which led the uncle to come out.

The old monk's face was kind, and he saluted with both hands and said, "The old man's name is Fang Sheng." ”

When Ling Jing heard the name of this old monk, his heart suddenly sank, because this Master Fang Sheng was a very famous figure in the original plot, and he was a generation of masters with a very high ranking of martial arts in the Shaolin School.

The martial arts of the Shaolin school are broad and profound, and this party has studied Shaolin martial arts for many years, and his martial arts are above the general master.

He returned the salute and said, "It turned out to be Master Fang Sheng of the Shaolin Sect, and he admired the prestige of the master for a long time in Xia Ling Jing." ”

Fang Sheng smiled kindly, the wrinkles on his face suddenly squeezed together, and said, "Young Xia, I heard this Kunlun sect's Tan Senior Nephew say that you stabbed the wrists of the three of them at the same time with just one sword. But I don't know where the young man is taught? ”

Ling Jing frowned slightly, the matter of "Dugu Nine Swords" involved the retreat of Feng Qingyang, he naturally would not say it easily, and only said at the moment: "The junior is just an idle cloud and wild crane, and he has fooled around a few swordsmanship tricks in his spare time, but it makes the master laugh." ”

"Master, don't listen to this kid's nonsense." The person surnamed Tan on the side said angrily: "This kid's swordsmanship is crooked, and he is definitely not my righteous person, so it is better for the master to take down this person as soon as possible, so as not to cause trouble to the rivers and lakes in the future." ”

"Look for death!" Ling Jing's eyes were cold, he had just let this kid go because of the face of the Shaolin faction, but it didn't mean that he really didn't dare to kill this person. (To be continued.) )