The medicine old monster's gaze fell on the people who were besieged by the platoon gang, and those people knew that there was no hope of escape, and their ferocity rose to fight, and they fought against the trapped beasts, although they faced several times the enemy, they did not fall behind for a while.

The medicine old monster shouted: "All retreat!"

How dare the people of the Lone Wolf Gang disobey, abandon their opponents, line up behind Zhan Yun, and stand honestly.

Seeing this, the disciples of the platoon were ecstatic and wanted to run away.

The medicine old monster snorted, and a "Dapeng spread his wings", jumped in front of these people, and then raised his hand to shoot out a few silver lights, and said: "You have been sealed by my silver needle, don't try to escape, now I will give you a way to live." ”

A burly platoon disciple hesitated, stepped forward, and asked, "What way to live?"

The old medicine monster pointed at Zhao Ziming and said: "This is the old man's newly accepted disciple, and he hasn't had time to bring it back to the gang for training, if you can defeat him, I will let you go." ”

The disciple who answered asked again, "Can I use weapons?"

The medicine old monster rolled his eyes and said, "How can a person who practices martial arts not be able to use weapons?"

So, the five people in the platoon gang held swords and soldiers, walked in front of Zhao Ziming, and hugged their fists together and said, "Please advise!"

The old medicine monster glanced at Zhanyun, who understood, and handed the big knife in his hand to Zhao Ziming, "Senior brother, borrow it from you, and I wish you to defeat a strong enemy." ”

Zhao Ziming took the big knife, woke up like a dream, and saw the old monster staring at him with cold and piercing eyes, knowing that he was taking the opportunity to act and hone himself, if his performance disappointed him, maybe the road of martial arts in this life would end here!

This battle is inevitable!

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Ziming clenched the big knife and shouted, "Come on!"

The five members of the platoon gang did not hesitate, and their swords came out together, attacking Zhao Ziming's head.

Although Zhao Ziming has two layers of internal force in his body, he has never learned a move and a half, and he doesn't know how to transport it.

With a few bells, the faces of the five members of the platoon gang changed, and they felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and the weapon in their hands almost flew out to Zhao Ziming, only then did they remember that the internal force was sealed, and the power of the move was less than one.

The five of them learned the lesson, scattered the formation, surrounded Zhao Ziming, and attacked from different directions.

Zhao Ziming started to gain profits, and his confidence increased, but he didn't dare to get carried away, and waited intently, seeing that the five blades were attacking almost at the same time, he remembered the biography of the rivers and lakes he had read before, and he had an idea, rolled to the ground, approached the two of them, and slashed again.

The two of them knew that it was powerful, so they didn't dare to take it hard, they retreated and dodged, the encirclement was suddenly broken, Zhao Ziming hurriedly drilled out, and at this moment, a sword stabbed next to him, he couldn't dodge, and a cut was made on his shoulder, and blood flowed.

Zhao Ziming endured the pain, swung his sword and opened his long sword, distanced himself from the five people, and stared at them with blazing eyes.

The fight just now happened in an instant, the five people clearly wanted his life, he moved a little slowly, that is, he was injured, and the wound was not shallow, if he moved two more points, the blood vessels on the side of his neck would be cut, and his life would be lost!

Although the pharmacist would not watch him die, Zhao Ziming vowed to take his life into his own hands since he broke away from the control of his second aunt.

Since you have killed the killer, you can't complain about my cruelty!

A cold light flashed in Zhao Ziming's eyes, and he took five quick steps, approached the nearest person, lifted all his internal force, and slashed it fiercely.

This burly man is the one who injured Zhao Ziming, and he is also the person who answered before, he is different from several other platoon gang disciples, he has horizontal kung fu in his body, even if he loses his internal strength, his martial arts are still not weak.

He knew that the rivers and lakes were sinister, and the white-haired old man would definitely not let them go, so he simply fought with the other four people, and they were all angry and wanted to kill Zhao Ziming's back.

Seeing Zhao Ziming attacking, he smiled fiercely and greeted him without showing weakness.

The sword exchanged, Zhao Ziming was slightly better, and the big knife pressed down on the burly man's head, but several other people rushed over, Zhao Ziming drew his knife and retreated, spanning a few steps, shifting the target, and the big knife quickly cut others.

This person's ability is much weaker, and he gave Zhao Ziming a knife and flew the weapon, but fortunately with the help of his companions, he was not injured, but he was also scared into a cold sweat.

On the field, you come and go, Zhao Ziming at first fell because of no moves, no style, more defense and less attack, and suffered a few minor injuries, but the more he fought, the more mental strength he had, and the more he used his internal strength, he gradually regained his disadvantage.

On the other hand, the five members of the platoon gang, without the help of internal strength, slowly lost their physical strength, and they could only fight each other with their numbers and martial arts moves, if it weren't for the burly man, I am afraid that they would have been defeated.

The platoon gang of five people formed a semi-circle formation, slashing swords and swords, and striking Zhao Ziming's head, heart, crotch and other vital parts, and the end was very ruthless.

Zhao Ziming was not afraid of danger, a big knife left and right, quick movements, one by one, and waiting for the opportunity to move, occasionally counterattacking, always forcing a person to be in a hurry, and even hanging colors and bleeding.

The old medicine monster stood aside with his hands in his hands, the coldness in his eyes slowly dissipated, and turned into appreciation, and he was extremely satisfied with Zhao Ziming's performance.

Originally, he just wanted to try Zhao Ziming, whether he had the courage to do it with five people, but he didn't expect the burly man to practice horizontal kung fu and unexpectedly hurt Zhao Ziming, and Zhao Ziming unexpectedly carried out a sharp counterattack, so for a while, he was not in a hurry to save him, and wanted to see what step Zhao Ziming could do.

As the sun sets, the sky is red and the earth is dyed red.

Zhao Ziming slashed at a person's chest, and the person's mouth spurted blood, and his body fell down softly.

Zhao Ziming was stunned, and a strange feeling appeared in his heart. Seeing this, the burly man shouted, and stabbed Zhao Ziming's chest and abdomen with all his strength.

Seeing that Zhao Ziming couldn't dodge, he showed a happy smile on his face, but the next moment, his smile froze, because Zhao Ziming appeared on his side at some point, and the big knife stabbed him in the abdomen first.

As soon as this person died, the fighting spirit of the remaining three people was completely lost, and they were soon ambushed by the knife.

The remnant sun was like blood, shining on Zhao Ziming's blood-stained face, and also on his blood-stained heart, casting a dark red shadow on his fiery heart, which was still yearning for the life of the rivers and lakes a few days ago.

Zhan Yun walked over, patted Zhao Ziming's shoulder with a smile, and praised: "Senior brother is good kung fu!"

Zhao Ziming ignored it and just stood dumbfounded.

Zhan Yun smiled nonchalantly, picked up his big knife, and beckoned his subordinates to drag the corpses on the ground into a pile and light a fire, adding another touch of dark red to the world.

That night, Zhao Ziming and the two spent the night in a temporary base established by Zhanyun.

After dinner, the medicine old monster was nowhere to be found, Zhao Ziming walked out of the thatched hut, avoided the lone wolf gang disciples who were drinking and having fun around the fire, found a secluded place, and sat quietly.

I don't know how long it took, a wine bag stretched out in front of him, Zhao Ziming took it, regardless of the injury, he raised his head and poured a big mouthful, his face was red from choking, and he couldn't stop coughing.

Zhan Yun sat down beside him, took a sip of the wine bag, and asked, "The first time I killed someone today?"

Zhao Ziming nodded, "I didn't want to kill them." ”

Zhan Yun sneered, "If you don't kill them, they will kill you." ”

Zhao Ziming sighed, "Why can't we take a step back, and we have to separate life and death?"

Zhan Yun seemed to have heard a big joke, "What are we waiting for to practice martial arts? For money! For fame! If not, why bother to practice Sanjiu in winter and Sanfu in summer? For the sake of money and fame, or anything else that must be obtained, can we back down? If we give in, we will have nothing!"

Zhao Ziming smacked it carefully for a while, and thought: I don't practice martial arts for money, not for fame, just to get revenge, if someone asks me to back down on this issue, I will never will.

I only heard Zhanyun and said: "Senior brother, I am a person who has come over, I understand your feelings, this time I took that group of cubs down the mountain to practice, just to let them see the sinister nature of the rivers and lakes, but unfortunately I was unlucky, and the people of the platoon gang did it, if I didn't meet Yao Lao today, I don't know how many people would be lost." ”

Zhao Ziming asked, "Is the Pai Gang very powerful?"

Zhan Yun looked at him in surprise and said, "My lone wolf gang ranks second in Yulin Mansion, you know, right? The first is the Pai Gang, they control the large and small docks and waterways in the county, and the number of gangs is twice as large as ours!"

Next, Zhanyun started from when he first joined the gang, and told all kinds of things he had experienced, such as the blood of the rivers and lakes, love and hate, anecdotes, and everything.

Zhao Ziming listened attentively and with relish, and the doubts and pimples in his heart were swept away unconsciously.

Talking until midnight, in the middle of the moon, Zhanyun drank the last sip of wine and said with a smile: "Brother, there is no wine, there is still a task tomorrow, it's time to go back and rest." ”

Zhao Ziming had a great impression of this kind young man, bowed deeply to him, and said: "Thank you Brother Zhan for solving your doubts, great kindness, and remembering it in my heart." ”

Zhanyun hurriedly helped Zhao Ziming up, and said embarrassedly: "Brother, don't be polite, this is my business, don't thank you, don't thank you." ”

Zhao Ziming smiled slightly, how did Zhanyun know, he grew up in a deserted village since he was a child, and the only understanding of the world outside the village was obtained from the book that Mr. Xu gave him, so the concept of the world is incomplete.

The next day, Zhao Ziming said goodbye to Zhanyun, followed the medicine old monster to ride a horse and whip, and set foot on the road again, before parting, Zhanyun repeatedly invited Zhao Ziming, and went to Gaolin Tangkou as a guest after practicing martial arts, and Zhao Ziming naturally agreed.

Zhao Ziming was injured, the trip was slower, and it took another five days to arrive at the destination of the trip, Jiuli Mountain.