Chapter 137: It's not thunder
Qiong Xing's pupils shrank sharply, and her slightly open mouth looked at Ning Yue's back in the distance in a daze. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoThis sentence seems to be short, but how shocking is the content inside?
The Jiangnan Provincial Tenshogunate is not weak, at least not weaker than the Jinling Shen Mansion. But the loss was so complete? The twelfth floor was unharmed, and the Tenshogunate was killed and wounded? Is this an egg touching a stone? I don't think it's credible.
"Miss Qiongxing, the Heavenly Shogunate was ambushed on the twelfth floor, and more than 20 innate masters were all killed in the fire, only Ning Yue and Jiangnan Dao Chief Catcher Jin Yutong escaped. This was a heavy blow to the Heavenly Shogunate, but it was a painful torment for Ning Yue. Later...... Again, don't mention it again. Shen Qing slowly came to Qiong Xing's back and sighed in a low voice.
"Why don't I know?" Qiong Xing's voice was still very cold, and he slowly turned his face to look at Shen Qing's slightly embarrassed eyes, "Are you deliberately hiding it from me?" Or do you ...... You don't trust me at all?"
"It's not about trust!" Ning Yue, who had come back from a circle, slowly fell like a feather, and the golden rooster stood independently on the surface of the water, swaying and controlling his body.
"Before we act, don't talk about you, even Shen Qing I didn't tell you. After we act, there is no point in telling you not to tell you. Our Heavenly Shogunate has been overshadowed, and now the only one who can fight against them is the Jinling Shen Mansion. Jiangnan Province martial arts is still good at standstill...... By the way, Shen Qing, what about the martial arts conference that your father said would be?
"Ten days later, when the heads of the eight major sects in Jiangnan will come, and Lanshan will also arrive. ā
"Ten days...... What a grind!" Ning Yue jumped out of the water with a bang, and gently returned to Shen Qing's side with a waterline under her feet, "Let's go-"
"Where are you going?"
"Let's go and see what Governor Gao took from the twelfth floor to make the twelfth floor jump like this?" Ning Yue's eyes looked into the distance with deep eyes, after two days of concentrating and calming, Ning Yue could already do it, even if he mentioned the twelfth floor, his heart could not stir up the slightest fluctuation.
The twelfth floor is a poisonous snake hiding in the shadows, ready to bring a fatal blow to Ning Yue. Either kill him with a single blow, or wait quietly for your chance. The last operation was launched under many uncertain conditions, and it was indeed too impatient.
After visiting for most of the day, when the sun was setting in the west, the four of them quickly swept towards the farther direction of Taixing Mansion. Panyang Mountain is located in the middle of Jinling Mansion in Taixing Province, which was originally not a traffic artery and the mountain roads are rugged, and it is rarely visited on weekdays.
Most merchants are also reluctant to pass through Panyang Mountain, unless they want to enter Shuzhou as soon as possible in a hurry or have some valuables to hide from others.
The area around Panyang Mountain is very poor, so many mountain people also work part-time as bandits in addition to hunting and farming, but it is difficult for some ordinary people to become a climate. For so many years, only a group of bandits on the main peak of Panyang Mountain have survived tenaciously.
As Han Zhang said, they can't even do a group of officials, and their strength is obvious. Ning Yue's four people are all innate masters, and this battle is no longer to look up to them, but to promote them. Therefore, the four of them were very relaxed and comfortable along the mountain road uphill. As for what will not be discovered by the mountain bandits...... Find out, find out!
I thought I had underestimated the bandits, but apparently overestimated them. Several people almost reached the top of the mountain, but none of them came out for interrogation. And I didn't see a single place to stand guard along the way.
From this point of view, even the same poor mountains and bad waters of March Mountain are more professional than Panyang Mountain. The trail is rugged, and many places are just slopes rather than steps, but the scenery on both sides of the river is quite beautiful.
"Whew-" A wind suddenly came from overhead, and it was not more than thirty zhang away from the top of the mountain, and it was also the steepest part of Panyang Mountain. It can be seen from the iron lock around him that if he does not use this iron chain, ordinary people will not be able to go up at all.
Originally, I thought it was a falling rock, but when Ning Yue and the others looked up, they couldn't help but change color. A man in rags fell from the top of his head, covered in blood, and I don't know if he was dead or alive.
For a moment, I didn't think about it. Ning Yue flew up and caught the falling figure, this was a young man in his twenties, only the honesty of the countryside and the fierceness of a robber between his eyebrows.
Trying hard to open his eyes a thin slit, when he saw Ning Yue clearly, his eyes burst out with a divine light of surprise, "Help...... Help......" As he spoke, frothy blood continued to pour out of his nostrils.
Ning Yue wanted to save him, but Ning Yue knew that he couldn't. A sword pierced the chest and not only pierced the lungs, but also severed the heart. Can I finish these two words and still return to the light.
"Up-" Ning Yue gritted her teeth and snorted coldly, put down the corpse in her hand, and instantly soared towards the top of the mountain. It can be seen from the fact that the person just now is not dead, and the above has either just finished killing people or is still killing people.
Ning Yue got the news very secretly, and from Han Zhang's statement, even the twelfth floor may not know the clues of Pan Yangshan. But now, they still ran to the front and killed them in advance? How did they know?
In order to dispel the eyes of the secret surveillance, Ning Yue deliberately pretended to come out with Yu Lang and Shen Qing to relax. It wasn't until the sun set in the west that they didn't stop coming, how did they guess that we were going to Panyang Mountain?
The question in her heart slapped Ning Yue's mind like a wave, and when her figure passed over the top of the mountain, the guqin behind her had already started. The spiritual power around his body suddenly exploded, and the internal force surged like a galloping torch.
But...... There was a dead silence.
The blood was still flowing on the ground, and the blood was still bright red. Many of the corpses scattered on the ground were not yet stiff, and a pair of dead eyes looked vacantly ahead.
"Not long after he died!" Yu Lang whispered beside Ning Yue.
"No more than a quarter of an hour! What a fast sword!" Shen Qing lowered his head to inspect a person who had been injected with a sword, and stood up with an unusually solemn face, "The sword is two feet seven long, and the sword is only half an inch wide, such a thin sword can only be used to stab." It has been a long time since there has been a good training of this kind of weapon......"
"I've seen it!" Ning Yue narrowed her eyes slightly, looking at the scene in front of her. The entire cottage, regardless of men, women and children, is all extinguished, and it is a sword to seal the throat.
The beginning and end of death were all in an instant, Ning Yue could almost see a person rushing into the ignorant bandit group, and suddenly the sword light exploded, shooting out in all directions like a hedgehog's backstab. Dozens of people, who didn't even know what was happening, were killed by the sword qi poured into their throats.
"A man with a golden mask, I've seen it on the ship of the Angry Jiao Gang's Baisha Hall. He killed Sima He, the second protector of the Nujiao Gang, with a single sword, and Sima Ji's martial arts I think Yu Lang should know, but he was killed by such a light sword by the golden-faced man. ā
"Shhh
"Golden Mask?" Shen Qing was suddenly stunned, and suddenly raised his head, "Is it difficult to be the owner of the twelfth floor?" Fifteen years ago, my father and Jiang Beiyun joined forces to fight with the owner of the twelfth floor and the owner of the killing building. At the beginning, Jiangnan Wulin was slightly better, and the twelfth floor has since disappeared.
At the beginning, the owner of the twelfth floor used a one-handed knife technique. I was injured by my father's sword, because this accidental injury made my father feel a little guilty. Originally, I thought that even if I didn't get the life of the owner of the twelfth floor, I would be able to make him retreat greatly, but I didn't expect it...... His martial arts didn't retreat but advanced?"
Ning Yue and the four of them teamed up to search all the cottages, but unfortunately they didn't find any useful clues. If the boxes snatched from Governor Gao's hands were valuable, it is estimated that they would have exchanged them for money a long time ago. What was detained by the high governor was buried in the ground as the entire cottage was wiped out.
The corpses were gathered together, about fifty or sixty people, and they were piled up in the hall like a hill. Ning Yue's eyes were a little gloomy, he felt like a clown, trying his best to perform for the eyes behind the scenes.
originally thought that he had seized the initiative, but in the end, he was still jumping in the palm of the hand behind the scenes. Even if a trace of clues is found by chance, it is still easily erased and then secretly smiled......
"Let's go!" It took a long time for Ning Yue to put away her mood. Since you know that you are under the surveillance of the other party all the time, you must definitely adjust your plan of action in the future?
Thinking about it, Ning Yue dropped the torch in her hand, and after a while, the flames spread and wrapped the entire hall in flames. More than 50 corpses, along with the entire cottage, turned into billowing smoke and rose into the sky.
The mood was very heavy, this time it was not only Ning Yue, but Yu Lang and Shen Qing were also thoughtful. The enemy was more cautious and vicious than they thought. Don't show the slightest horse's feet, if there is something wrong, immediately erase it cleanly.
The mountain road was still rugged, and the four of them walked very slowly. The smoke behind him stretched out into the sky like a straight pillar, and even if Ning Yue was so far away, he vaguely felt the soul of injustice surround his ears.
"Boom-"
It was as if the thunder exploded out of thin air, shaking the entire mountain slightly. Ning Yue and the four of them were shocked by this earth-shattering explosion, and they stumbled under their feet for half a beat.
A loud bang came from the cottage, and thick black smoke billowed in the air, as if the gates of hell had been opened, as if something was going to emerge from it. While the four of them were still in shock, a pile of falling rocks rolled down from the top of the mountain, as if ten thousand horses were galloping and swooping down.
The four of them woke up in an instant, and hurriedly jumped up to show their magic and dodged a wave of falling rocks, but the loud noise just now still scared the four of them enough. Deep in my ears, it still exploded like a beep.
"The sky is clear and the sun is blazing...... Is it ...... Even the heavens can't see it?" After being woken up by the thunder, Yu Lang looked at the top of the mountain where the smoke gradually drifted away, "After hearing that the corpse was struck by lightning...... It's going to be a corpse, right?"
"I've seen thunder on a sunny day, but I can't even thunder on a sunny day without a cloud?" Shen Qing also looked up with a puzzled expression, looking at the black smoke that gradually dissipated from the sky.
"It's definitely not thunder! Go back and see!" Looking at the thick black smoke, Ning Yue suddenly had a very ridiculous guess. As soon as the words fell, his body turned into lightning and rushed towards the top of the mountain again. (To be continued.) )