Chapter 7: The Hungry Tiger

But he said that Qingjing was about to reach the wall, and he didn't want a little cold to come straight to the door, and it was the secret sentry arranged by the thieves who took the opportunity to attack. Although the opponent's force was not high, he was easily dodged by Qingjing, and wiped his throat by the way, but after this delay, the three leaders behind him chased after him.

The three of them surrounded Qingjing in the middle, and one of them shouted: "Good thief, you dare to touch the village, see where you are running, report your name." ”

Qing Jing saw that he was trapped, so he stopped, and with the help of the thieves and minions to light the torches, he looked at the three leaders, and saluted the head of the leader: "In Xia Wudang Qingjing, a few days ago you robbed the goods of our Wudang disciples, and I have to come down to see what kind of people are so bold that they dare to kill people and cross the goods under Lang Lang Qiankun, I don't want you to be more bold than I thought, gather people to train soldiers, don't you want to rebel?" ”

"Phew, don't talk nonsense, don't want to scare people with Wudang, hand over the silver with one hand and deliver the goods with the other. Why, did you bring the silver? Before the leader could speak, the obscene-looking man began to clamor again.

Qingjing didn't speak, he looked at the leader with a smile, and when he saw that the enemy didn't put himself in his eyes, the obscene person's popularity rushed upward, and his face turned red, so he was about to make a move.

The big leader waved his hand and said, "The three masters are slow." He said to Qingjing again: "Although our Hungry Tiger Village is weak and weak, we are not as good as the masters of the Wudang faction, but we are not vegetarians. If there is a rebellion, there is no need to mention it, we are just eating together, and whoever doesn't let us eat, we have to fight with him. Brothers, right? ”

The last sentence was shouted at the minions who came up to him. The minions were boosted and shouted: "The big boss is right, whoever doesn't let us eat, we will fight with him." ”

Qing Jing didn't think that this big boss was so powerful, although he was not afraid of those minions, but he didn't want to kill in vain, and wanted to continue to persuade, but the big leader had already said: "Dao Chang doesn't need to say much, we don't want to be an enemy of Wudang, the silver is in hand, we must give the goods with both hands." ”

Qingjing knew that it was useless to say more, and said: "Since you are stubborn, then you have to see the truth under your hands." The sword technique unfolded, like a cloud of silver light rolling towards the big leader.

Qingjing practiced the Liangyi swordsmanship, which implied the way of yin and yang, and the yin was soothing and elegant

, the strength is hidden, and the yang is like thunder, opening and closing. Qingjing's temperament likes to rush and fight, so the sword is biased towards masculine, and at this time, the footwork under his feet changes, and a long sword makes it like snow and lightning.

The big leader did not dare to slack off, and put the knife horizontally, not seeking merit, but seeking no fault, and made an ordinary five-tiger broken door knife so that the fire was perfect and the water could not be splashed, and the other two leaders both used their swords to attack from both sides. For a while, the three of them fought hotly.

The four of them moved very quickly, and they were dazzled by others, and those minions couldn't intervene, and they didn't dare to attack indiscriminately.

The three thief leaders all have the level of second-rate martial artists, are proficient in moves, have rich experience in combat, and have obviously practiced cooperation. If Qingjing wants to leave, the three of them can't stop it, but if they want to defeat the three, it's not a one-time success. In fact, as long as he gets out of the encirclement and breaks through each one, it is relatively easy, but it is rare to have such a good opponent hone his swordsmanship, so he naturally has to grasp it well.

He usually stays on Wudang Mountain, and the competition with his brothers is tied up and leaves room for him, how can there be a battle of life and death that comes happily, like this kind of enemy who can fully display his swordsmanship and can also put a certain amount of pressure on himself is not a coincidence, where to find it.

Qing Jing became more and more excited, the internal force was running rapidly, and a trace of sword light appeared on the sword, and the ordinary green steel sword knocked the swords of the three leaders out of the Daodao, and it was about to be scrapped. The internal force is constantly consumed, and it is constantly regenerated, and it is more refined, and the swordsmanship of the two instruments is becoming more and more flawless, such as the occasional feminine pulling force in the middle of the swordsmanship of the storm, making the weapons of the three more and more uncontrollable.

The more the three leaders fought, the more frightened they became, at this time, they didn't know that they were honing their swordsmanship, although they were resentful in their hearts, they were helpless, their kung fu was not as good as others, and what could they do.

As if breaking through which pass, Qingjing suddenly felt that the flow of internal force became smoother, and the regeneration was also accelerated a lot, with an itch in his throat, and he didn't feel a long howl, and he stepped on it as if there was a ladder in the air, stepping on it, stepping on it more than a dozen steps in the air, relying on the void to control the sky, like an immortal descending.

The three leaders looked at it, how can they still fight, and their martial arts can still be fought and improved? Now that he's running so high in the air, we can't go up.

Readers, you may be saying, isn't it just right to run into the air with a bow and arrow? What a target. However, it is important to know that in ancient times, long-range weapons such as bows and arrows were very tightly controlled, and private possession was punished as a conspiracy. Therefore, these bandits don't have bows and arrows, and it's good to have a steel knife and a steel sword, so they can't attack Qingjing from a distance.

Qingjing slowly fell from the air, already outside the wall, today has been fun, and a lot of harvest, so I will not return to fight, go to the town, there is a voice in the distance: "It's late today, I won't accompany you." Please don't make a mistake with the three leaders, you won't be polite tomorrow. ”

"What should I do, it's better to return the goods to the Wudang faction."

"Second master, what are these words, the brothers have killed and injured more than a dozen before they snatched this batch of goods, how can they return it so easily, what about Wudang, let the brothers go together tomorrow, he will be tired and tired to death." It turned out that the obscene-looking person was the third master.

The big boss's face sank like water, and he said loudly: "Okay, it's too late now, let the brothers sleep, there will be a fight tomorrow." We don't have a chance to win. Secretly gave the second master a look, and the second master understood.

In fact, only the three masters here are the real bandits, and the big bosses and the second leaders are in a gang, and the two of them subdued this group of bandits, trained them with military law, and then pulled them out to rob the road. The harvest of the three masters only got a small part, and the rest were sent by the two of them. Although he was not angry in his heart, the situation was stronger than people, and his martial arts were not as good as the two of them, and even the original thieves fell to the two of them except for a few henchmen.

After Qingjing went back, he fell asleep, didn't say anything all night, got up the next day, freshened up, ate breakfast, and the three of them summed up in Qingjing's room.

"Senior brother, how was it last night?" Senior Brother Li asked anxiously.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I fought with those three leaders last night, and they are not my opponents. As for those bandits, as long as they are not trapped by them, there is nothing to worry about. Qing Jing said confidently: "Wait a while, let's set off, and try to solve the matter today." Menglin will also go over together to see the cruelty of the rivers and lakes, it will be good for you to walk the rivers and lakes alone in the future, and ask the senior brother to take care of him at that time. ”

"Senior brother, don't worry, I will take care of Menglin's nephew." Senior Brother Li hurriedly agreed.

"Uncle don't worry, I'll be careful, I'm also very good now." Liu Menglin said excitedly.

"I can finally feel the fight in the rivers and lakes, I don't know what is the difference between fighting with gangsters in my previous life?" He muttered to himself.

It's a good day, and the sun has risen overhead. Senior Brother Li prepared three horses for the three of them, although they were not good horses, but they were also quite handsome. The three of them beat their horses and headed in the direction of Hungry Tiger Village.

The three of them came to the foot of the mountain, abandoned their horses and walked up the mountain road, and the thieves on the wall of the wall had already prepared, and the rolling wood and stones were also ready. The three of them stood under the wall, and said quietly: "The three leaders are also invited to come out and answer." ”

After a while, the three leaders appeared on the wall, and the big leader looked at Qing Jing and said, "The Taoist chief doesn't need to say much, without silver, don't want to get the goods." I know that the Taoist is strong in martial arts, and you have the ability to kill them all, and I also let the fellow Taoists in the rivers and lakes know that the people of the Wudang faction are ruthless and kill them all. ”

"That's your plan? Killing all the thieves is to eliminate the harm of the world, what is there to care about, I'm afraid you don't have a head show. Qingjing complained.

"Hehe, it's a thief or a poor person who can't survive, and then it won't be clear what the Taoist chief said."

Liu Menglin didn't expect to meet the porcelain toucher when he came out for the first time in ancient times. The other party's style is obviously not an ordinary bandit, there are powerful forces behind it that can reverse black and white and guide the world's public opinion, he couldn't help but think of the Songshan faction, when he read the novel in his previous life, he saw the Songshan faction planting shadows everywhere in the martial arts, many bandits and bandits are the forces of the Songshan faction, and there are rumors that they colluded with the imperial court and took refuge in Jinyiwei, if it were them, this matter would not be a problem.

"Uncle Shi, what should I do?"

"What else can I do, the other party doesn't want to give up, so we have to come hard. This means to make me succumb, and it is too underestimating the strength of the Wudang faction. Qingjing said disdainfully: "I'll go first, and you will follow me." ”

Qingjing pulled out the sword, the internal force flowed, and the sword bloomed with a three-inch-long sword, those minions just know some ordinary tricks, know some mutual cooperation, and deal with ordinary Jianghu people, which is the opponent of Qingjing, who is a first-class master, is injured, killed, and killed for a while.

Qingjing did not stay, only looking for the three leaders and left, as long as Liu Menglin and the two were not trapped by the bandits, there would be no obstacles, the two of them unfolded their methods, never stayed in one place, fully implemented the essence of guerrillas, Liu Menglin fought with life and death for the first time, his mind was unstable, and he was almost injured by a sneak attack several times, but fortunately, Senior Brother Li was on the side to take care of him, so he was saved from being injured. However, after gradually getting used to it, he was able to fight the enemy alone.

Seeing the enemy under his sword, the skin was broken, the blood was flying, or wailing in pain, or falling directly, his heart underwent a drastic change, he began to adapt to the identity of a Jianghu person, if he didn't want to be killed, then kill the enemy, there is no mercy, there is no sorrow, only by living to the end, can he be qualified to talk about mercy and sorrow.