Chapter 48: Robbery and Killing
A flash of sword light pierced the night sky.
The people from the Qiu Shuang Sword Sect couldn't help laughing when they saw the young man blocking the road in front of them.
Because the other person looked too young, with a youthful appearance, a fair face, and a pair of big eyes, and he was actually very beautiful.
"A brat who doesn't even have full hair yet dares to imitate others and come out to rob others. He is impatient to live, isn't he?"
A disciple of the Qiu Shuang Sword Sect said viciously. He asked Luo Dujun for instructions: "Senior Brother Luo, leave this kid to me!"
Luo Dujun looked at Yang Ruo and couldn't tell his aura. It happened that Li Zhoushui took the initiative to invite him, so he nodded in agreement.
Li Zhoushui didn't pay attention to this young man who looked like he was killing a chicken. He extended his sword with only 20% of his strength.
call out--
The long sword struck Yang Ruo's cheek and slashed towards his neck. The young man raised his hand and clamped the blade with his fingers. The force was surprisingly strong. Li Zhoushui was restrained and unable to move.
He gritted his teeth and said secretly: "I underestimated this young boy. He only used 20% of his strength and lost face on the first strike. He should have used 50% of his strength."
Li Zhoushui reflected on himself, and at the same time, he swung his left hand and struck Yang Ruo's heart. Yang Ruo could not avoid it, but he used two fingers to gently exert force. The long sword twisted and swayed like water, and a wave of air suddenly hit Li Zhoushui. There was a shock and pain in the chest, and he was instantly blown several feet away, and the long sword was also broken into several pieces.
Everyone in the Qiu Shuang Sword Sect was shocked, and thoughts arose in their minds.
"What kind of cultivation level does this young boy have? Li Zhoushui is at the second level, but he hasn't even passed a single move?"
"I didn't expect this brat to have two brushes, but still, how dare he come out to rob Dao without two brushes? It's a pity that he was unlucky and met our Qiu Shuang Sword Sect."
"Li Zhoushui is also an idiot. He can kill the opponent's head with one sword and it's all over. He only uses 20% of his strength to draw the sword. He is really frivolous."
"This young man can actually crush Li Zhoushui's sword with his bare hands. I'm afraid he is a well-hidden person. But looking at him, he is only fourteen or fifteen years old at most. He is only in the third level. We have Senior Brother Luo in our team. The fourth level is here, so there’s no need to worry.”
Suddenly, another sword light fell from the horizon. It was a young girl in green. Her eyebrows were cold and her temperament was calm.
"Tsk, here comes another one who wants to die."
But the other party obviously had a bad temper. He glanced at the speaker coldly, raised his hand and shot out several flying needles with solid spiritual power.
Ding ding ding!
The man swung his sword to block, making a crisp collision sound. The man moved his sword like the wind, swept away the spiritual needle, and said with a contemptuous smile: "It's nothing more than that."
He smiled. Suddenly, his smile froze. He lowered his head to look at the position of his heart. His whole body fell from the sword and died.
Ning Fusang chuckled: "Yes, that's all."
Before the others could react, the Qiu Shuang disciple who went to help the man shrank his pupils and looked at Ning Fusang with hatred: "How dare you kill someone?!"
"It's just the second level, it's simply too arrogant!"
"None of the disciples of our sect died in vain, kill her!"
The disciples of Qiu Shuang Sword Sect were aroused with blood and anger.
Ning Fusang killed a disciple of the Qiushuang Sword Sect as soon as he arrived. This was something Yang Ruo had not expected. After all, if someone died, things would not end easily.
"Why is this completely different from what I thought?" Yang Ruo muttered, and the sword light swayed in front of his eyes. He pushed his palm and shook it. Without much force, the opponent fainted.
"Senior brother, I leave the leader to you, remember to catch him alive." Ning Fusang looked at Luo Dujun. Hearing her words, Luo Dujun smiled. He really didn't know that the blue sky was high and the yellow earth was thick, so he was not ashamed of his words.
He suddenly drew his sword, and the sword was very fast, heading towards Ning Fusang. If the sword tip had been extended by half an inch, it would have sealed his throat with one strike.
Zheng!
A long sword came at an extremely tricky angle. Yang Ruo held the sword and turned around and said, "Junior Sister Ning, don't worry, I will capture him alive."
In fact, the sword in Yang Ruo's hand has not killed anyone yet. Even if Ning Fusang didn't tell him, he wouldn't kill him directly.
Luo Dujun snorted coldly, and when he and Yang Ruo saw each other's moves, cold sweat gradually broke out on his forehead, and he couldn't help but asked angrily: "What kind of cultivation level do you have?!"
Yang Ruo didn't answer. Compared to Luo Dujun, he looked very relaxed and could still find some time to help Ning Fusang.
Luo Dujun retreated steadily, gritting his teeth and roaring: "I am a member of the Qiu Shuang Sword Sect. If you kill me, you will offend our Qiu Shuang Sword Sect. You must think clearly about the consequences!"
"I didn't want to kill you." Yang Ruo said simply.
Junior sister Ning said she would catch him alive.
Luo Dujun's face darkened, and he looked around distractedly, just in time to see Ning Fusang kill one of his sect members with a sword.
The girl's jade-like face was splashed with bright red blood, adding a bit of eerie beauty.
The murderous movements were so smooth and fluid that the corners of Luo Dujun's eyes twitched. His eyes hurt from the sight of these corpses and blood.
Yang Ruo was also startled and said: "Junior Sister Ning, how about we catch a few more alive?"
Their sins are not worthy of death. Yang Ruo just wanted to rescue these sharks, return to the sect with evidence, and ask the master to punish Lu Cong. As for what kind of punishment Lu Cong should receive, and many subsequent events, he had never thought about it.
The girl's green clothes were stained with blood. An ordinary flying sword, which changed from a white sword to a red sword, was pulled out from the body of a disciple of the Qiu Shuang Sword Sect. She tilted her eyes and said lightly: "Brother, just leave one alive. "
When Li Zhoushui and the disciple who broke the sword first heard this, they trembled and their teeth chattered.
"What kind of female Rakshasa? I originally thought that she was vicious enough, but I didn't expect that she is even more snake-hearted and kills without blinking an eye."
Suddenly, the female Rakshasa moved, and Li Zhoushui's heart skipped a beat, nearly leaping out of his throat, but she didn't notice that the blood-stained green clothes were shaking, and a person appeared behind Yang Ruo's right. With a push, the sword in Yang Ruo's hand was lifted. , piercing the chest of a Qiu Shuang Sword Sect disciple.
There is absolutely no chance of survival under the sword of a fifth-level monk.
"Senior brother, don't shake the hand holding the sword." Ning Fusang's voice sounded in Yang Ruo's ears.
He looked down and found that his hand holding the sword was indeed shaking, even worse than when he first practiced sword practice.
The master also said at that time that the hand holding the sword should not shake.
But this is completely different from what Junior Sister Ning said.
He didn't kill anyone.
I can't get over this hurdle in my heart.
So the hand holding the sword shook uncontrollably.
Yang Ruo knew that it was unrealistic to embark on the path of cultivating immortality without losing a single life on his hands. Even Buddhist cultivators could not achieve this. However, he was not ready yet, so he killed someone in a confused way. For a while, he couldn't be as calm as Junior Sister Ning.
(End of chapter)