"Don't be so arrogant. Okay, we'll do as you say. Let's fight one-on-one. Each of us will send out three people to make you accept your defeat and beg for mercy! Wang Zhong, you go first, "the leader of the Black Tiger Gang said angrily.
"Yes, Senior Brother Zhao!" A stout young man with a large ringed saber stepped out of the crowd and shouted at the people of the Thunder Blade Sect, "Bastards of the Thunder Blade Sect, who dares to fight with me?"
"Let's fight. Tao Chong, tear this guy's mouth apart and let him know the consequences of his foul mouth," Shi Qingshan sneered.
"Yes, Senior Brother Shi, I'll tear his foul mouth apart and let him know the consequences of his sharp tongue."
Tao Chong was a young man with a willow-leaf saber in both hands. He was thin, but his steps were light, and he didn't seem to be slow.
The two sides shouted and started fighting. For a moment, there were flashes of light and shadows of swords. Wang Zhong of the Black Tiger Gang brandished his saber with great force. His saber danced in the air, making him look awe-inspiring. Tao Chong was forced into a corner by Wang Zhong. After receiving two strikes, he kept dodging.
The people of the Black Tiger Gang cheered.
"Quick, Senior Brother Wang, kill him with one strike and let the people of the Thunder Blade Sect know our strength!"
"Senior Brother Wang is awesome!"
At the same time, the people of the Thunder Blade Sect were sweating, but Shi Qingshan looked calm. Lu Xiaotian watched the fight between the warriors with great interest. Every time he passed by the Martial Arts Practice Field of the Thunder Blade Sect, he felt that the moves used by the disciples were very powerful. Their movements were dazzling, and some of them were so fast that he couldn't see them clearly.
However, in this fight, the movements of the two sides were a little clumsy in his eyes. Even Tao Chong, who was obviously agile, was using his speed to consume the strength of Wang Zhong, the disciple of the Black Tiger Gang.
Lu Xiaotian saw through Shi Qingshan's intention at a glance. It seemed that Shi Qingshan also saw Wang Zhong's weakness, so he sent him to fight. However, Lu Xiaotian didn't think Wang Zhong's footwork was fast. Although Tao Chong was jumping up and down nimbly, he only needed one sword strike to seal off Tao Chong's path.
It seemed that cultivators were indeed incomparable to ordinary martial artists. In the past, he couldn't see through these methods. Lu Xiaotian felt a burst of joy in his heart. Right now, he was only in the first layer of the Aura Refining realm. If he reached the second layer, he would be even more powerful.
"Senior Martial Brother Shi, what should we do? It looks like Tao Chong won't be able to defeat the Black Tiger Gang," a young girl dressed in white said worriedly to Shi Qingshan.
"There's no need to rush. The best part is yet to come." Shi Qingshan's face was calm and composed, as if he was not worried at all.
Sure enough, just as Shi Qingshan and Lu Xiaotian had expected, after more than twenty moves, Wang Zhong of the Black Tiger Gang's continuous attacks were not effective. At this time, he was already sweating profusely and was obviously lacking in strength. When he swung his saber, his speed was even slower than before. Tao Chong, who had been moving around, dodged his opponent's saber and took advantage of the opportunity to step forward and slashed the saber in his hand at Wang Zhong's face. Wang Zhong was shocked. He tilted his head back, but he still couldn't avoid the attack. A bloody cut several inches wide appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Haha, the Black Tiger Gang really only knows how to talk. When it comes to fighting, they can't win."
At this time, the disciples of the Thunder Blade Sect were relieved and laughed out loud.
"Best of three. There are still two more rounds. The outcome is still unknown. What are you so proud of?" The young man in brocade roared. They had already lost the first round, so they couldn't afford to lose the second round. Otherwise, they wouldn't have to fight the third round. The young man in brocade robe strode forward. "I'll fight the second round. Who wants to die?"
"Do you think the Black Tiger Gang only knows how to talk big?" Shi Qingshan unsheathed his long saber and pointed it at the young man in brocade robe.
The young man in brocade robe hurriedly blocked.
Clang, clang …
The young man in brocade robe and Shi Qingshan's martial arts were on par with each other. Shi Qingshan's saber technique was more aggressive and even murderous. He had more combat experience. On the other hand, the young man in brocade robe's movements were often flashy, wasting unnecessary energy. After six or seven moves, Shi Qingshan seized the opportunity and performed a combo attack, the Thunder Blade Technique. Four consecutive strikes forced the young man in brocade robe to retreat.
The long sword in the young man's hand was almost knocked out of his hand. Frightened, the young man in brocade robe realized that he was no match for Shi Qingshan. He was instantly furious. "What are you waiting for? Go! Beat these guys from the Thunder Blade Sect to the ground."
"Kill!"
Hearing the young man in brocade robe's order, the other disciples of the Black Tiger Gang unsheathed their sabers and charged at the Thunder Blade Sect.
"Despicable! Senior Brother Shi, watch out! "
The disciples of the Thunder Blade Sect shouted angrily. The two sides fought fiercely. Overall, the disciples of the Thunder Blade Sect were slightly stronger than those of the Black Tiger Gang. However, the Black Tiger Gang had the advantage in numbers, two against one. Shi Qingshan was besieged by the young man in brocade robe and the other two disciples. He was unable to hold on. In a moment, two disciples were injured by the Black Tiger Gang. Even Shi Qingshan had a burning wound on his back.
It seemed that he had no choice but to take action. He could ignore the others, but Shi Qingshan was his childhood friend and had taken good care of him in the Thunder Blade Sect. However, Shi Qingshan, a servant who didn't know any martial arts, had suddenly become a powerful martial artist. If the news spread out, it would inevitably attract some people's attention. If they were just ordinary martial artists, he could deal with them. However, who could guarantee that there were no other cultivators in Pingwu County?
Thinking of this, Lu Xiaotian tore a piece of coarse cloth from his clothes and covered his face. He drew the short sword from his waist and rushed forward quickly.
"Haha, bastards of the Thunder Blade Sect, today I'll let you know how powerful I am!" The young man in brocade robe stabbed at Shi Qingshan's abdomen with a twisted face. He was a powerful figure among the young disciples of the Black Tiger Gang, but he couldn't even withstand ten moves from this person in front of him. This kind of humiliation must be returned to Shi Qingshan in double. Otherwise, it would be difficult to dispel the hatred in his heart.
"Senior Brother Shi!" The girl in white exclaimed. Seeing that Shi Qingshan had used up all his strength to split the other two disciples, there was no way he could avoid this attack.
"Clang!"
A gray figure flashed by. The young man in brocade robe's long sword was swung away. He felt dizzy and then a pain in his abdomen. He was kicked away.
The gray figure didn't stop after kicking the young man in brocade robe. He rushed to another disciple of the Black Tiger Gang and stabbed him in the arm with his sword.
In a moment, the gray figure had injured seven people in a row. No one could withstand even one move from him.
"Go!" The disciples of the Black Tiger Gang were shocked. The young man in brocade robe's face was pale. He hurriedly shouted and then retreated with the others.
"Brother, thank you for your help. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid that we wouldn't be able to go back safely today. May I know your name? The Thunder Blade Sect will definitely repay you! "
Shi Qingshan came to his senses and looked at the young man in gray with admiration. He had injured seven people so easily. He was afraid that even a first-class Jianghu master couldn't do that.
"There's no need to repay. The disciples of the Black Tiger Gang have suffered losses. I'm afraid that they will soon find a master to take revenge. It's not good to stay in this place. You should go quickly." After finishing his words, Lu Xiaotian directly jumped onto the roof of the street and disappeared from their sight.
Jumping down from the roof, Lu Xiaotian tore off the coarse cloth covering his face and shook his slightly sore wrist. Just now, he had fought a few times with the Black Tiger Gang's disciples, so his wrist was slightly numb. These were only the gang's disciples. If it had been those famous First Rated Warriors, or even peerless warriors, he was afraid that his strength would still be insufficient. It seemed that after practicing the Immemorial Scripture, the increase in strength was only secondary. His eyesight and perception of the surroundings were stronger than those of the Warriors. In terms of strength, he was probably inferior to those of the First-Class Warriors.
In a luxurious room of the Dongyang Inn in Pingwu County. A middle-aged man with a square face slammed his palm on the table. With a crash, the thick wooden table suddenly fell into a pile of broken wood.
"How dare the Black Tiger Gang attack the disciples of the Thunder Blade Sect without regard for the morality of Jianghu? We must get revenge for this."
"Don't be too angry, Junior Brother Qian. If we were in the Green Bamboo County, we could have just attacked them directly. But this is Pingwu County, and the Black Tiger Gang is the local tyrant. Of course, they are more arrogant. Fortunately, the disciples of Green Mountain haven't been seriously injured. This time, all the sects in Liangzhou have gathered, and the Sect Master hasn't arrived yet. Let's wait and see. When the Martial Arts Society Meeting begins, we'll rebuke the Black Tiger Gang in front of all the sects and challenge them. We'll dampen the Black Tiger Gang's spirit. "Sitting to the side was another white-haired old man in his fifties.
"Well, then we'll wait for the Sect Master to arrive and make a decision. But you said that a masked swordsman came to your rescue. What's going on?" The square face man, Zhou Lie, was the head of the Disciplinary Hall of the Thunder Blade Sect, and also the master of Shi Qingshan.
"I don't understand either. That person's martial arts were very good. He covered his face with a cloth and seemed to be unwilling to reveal his identity. He injured seven disciples of the Black Tiger Gang in a row and scared off the others. That's why we were able to escape safely. Otherwise, we would have been controlled by the Black Tiger Gang. " Speaking of the masked swordsman, Shi Qingshan's face was full of gratitude. But then he thought of another point. "But judging from his figure, he shouldn't be older than us."
"What? Not older than you? How could he be so powerful? " Zhou Lie and the gray-haired old man were shocked. "To be able to defeat six or seven disciples of the Black Tiger Gang without being injured, I'm afraid he's at least a First-Class Master. There are only a few young people in the Jianghu who have such ability. He must be at least thirty years old."
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