The Brilliant Fighting Master Chapter 47: Long weapon

When I came to Shuangshen Square, there was no Yang Jianwei and others practicing swords here. The atmosphere was much more cheerful. People watching the stone statues or reading the text on the inscription.

Jiang Chen’s goal is to have three well-preserved sword marks.

Standing in front of the rock wall, Jiang Chen stared at the sword mark at close range, a diagonal cut from top to bottom, the cut surface was not affected by time, and was still smooth and tidy.

There are eight characters below: No touching, at your own risk.

This aroused people’s curiosity. Some people picked up the branches and stretched them over. When they approached the sword marks, the branches broke silently.

“So strong!”

Jiang Chen was taken aback. Someone in the Nine Heavens Continent had achieved such a state of swordsmanship, and Wushen Mountain could indeed deserve these three words.

“It’s a pity it’s too noisy.”

There are people under the sword mark, and Jiang Chen can only bite the bullet and feel the sword intent.

Facts have proven to be effective. Many insights are like countless flowers blooming in Jiang Chen’s heart, but when he wants to go further, the noise interrupted him.

“Sigh.”

Jiang Chen had to give up temporarily and went to a place with few people.

Unconsciously, Jiang Chen found a strange place. There was a deep ditch in the square, extending to the mountain, and there was also a hole no more than half a finger wide.

“Is it split like this with one knife?”

Jiang Chen stepped aside to see what was going on. Someone chopped it down and split the ground from the mountain.

He stood in front of the mountain, the end of the crack was not dark, but the view on the other side could be seen, indicating that the power of this knife penetrates the entire mountain.

Suddenly, Jiang Chen’s face changed drastically, and a powerful sword intent rushed towards him, like a thousand horses passing through his body.

He couldn’t help raising his right hand, desperately eager to have a knife in his hand.

“Yes! My right hand is not sensitive to the sword, but it doesn’t mean that other weapons are not good, it’s me who is stubborn!”

Jiang Chen affirms that his right hand has a unique insight into Dao Dao.

He glanced at the sword marks over there again, and said in his heart: “When there is no one at night, come here with a sword and feel it.”

Next, he followed Hong Feiyu away from Wushen Mountain.

That night, Heilongcheng, Ningfu.

The news of Jiang Chen’s arrival in Kowloon City was known by the lady, and he also knew that he was going to join the Tiandaomen.

“Just the kid who came out of the 100,000 Dashan Mountain, would you like to join the Heavenly Dao Sect?” The old lady said with disdain.

“It seems that I have to do something, go and call Ning Ping.” The lady groaned for a moment and said.

Soon, seventeen-year-old Ning Ping came to the front of the hospital and was led by the maid to the lady.

The eldest lady had also practiced, but then her husband and son let her stay in the Juyuan realm forever.

However, Ning Ping did not dare to be presumptuous, and did not dare to breathe hard.

Madam’s resolute and resolute methods are familiar to everyone in Ning’s.

The elders in the mansion were not able to say anything after taking away the divine veins of others, cutting them first and then playing them.

After all, it is the disciple of the Ning clan who obtains the divine vein, which is a good thing for the Ning clan.

Many people praised the practice of Madam Ning’s rapid development in the next ten years.

Ning Haotian, who possesses divine veins, will surely become a peerless powerhouse, leading the Ning family to the top.

“Ning Ping, I heard that you are going to participate in the selection of Tiandaomen disciples this year?” The lady looked at him and lay down at random.

Ning Ping nodded and said: “Yes, my nephew also wants to follow in the footsteps of Brother Haotian and become a disciple of the Tiandaomen.”

“There is one thing you need to complete.”

“Aunty, please speak.”

“Kill a person, kill a person named Jiang Chen when he was in the trial ground of Tiandaomen. You have seen him, then his name was Ning Chen.”

“Oh oh oh.”

Ning Ping frowned first, then reacted violently, surprised and confused, making him a little at a loss.

“Can that guy still be eligible to join the Heavenly Dao Sect?” Ning Ping asked in confusion.

“His realm is already at the peak of the Juyuan realm’s early stage. It should not be underestimated. It is for the good of the entire Ning family to eradicate this threat. After this is done, I will reward you with a Tier 4 spirit sword.”

“Thank you aunty, my nephew will do his best!”

Ning Ping walked out of the room, thinking about Tier 4 spirit swords, Jiang Chen didn’t take it to heart, thinking that killing him would be easy.

“Taking away other people’s spiritual veins, and now we have to eradicate the roots of the weeds, but it can still be said so awe-inspiring. It seems that those who want to achieve great things must be cruel.”

Ning Ping muttered in his heart, and walked away.

“Madam, why bother, just hire a killer? Or I can do it.” After Ning Ping left, the old mother came out of the shadow again, her voice cold and merciless.

“It’s easy to leave traces that way. I don’t want Tianfeng Taoist people to have any excuses for attacking. On the contrary, if Jiang Chen died among the Tiandaomen recruiting disciples, it would be a matter for Tiandaomen.” The lady said.

“Madam, I think you still despise that Jiang Chen too much. He wants to join the Tiandaomen and poses a great threat to Ning’s.”

The elder lady smiled contemptuously, and said: “So what? My Haotian has reached the ascension state, and Jiang Chen will not be able to catch up in his lifetime.”

After hearing this, the old mother shook her head gently.

Of course she knows the lady’s thoughts and considerations, but she is a little uneasy, thinking that Jiang Chen should be killed at any cost.

Furthermore, Jiang Chen, when he came to Hong Feiyu’s house, he discovered that Hong’s family was also a great family in Kowloon City.

The power of the Hong family is several times higher than Nanfengling of the Shiwan Dashan Mountain ~ IndoMTL.com~ The entire Hong Mansion is magnificent, with rows of palaces and countless gardens.

“It seems that I won’t have any achievements in Kendo.”

Hong Feiyu has been very frustrated ever since he came back. For him, it was another whole day wasted in Wushen Mountain today without any improvement.

“Have you tried other weapons?” Jiang Chen asked curiously.

The martial arts talent is hard to say clearly, Hong Feiyu’s performance in swordsmanship is very average, maybe you can try other aspects.

Hong Feiyu smiled bitterly: “Even if I don’t want to, my family will arrange other things for me. In addition to swords, I have tried knives, axes, and mace, but the results are the same.”

Kowloon City has a vigorous atmosphere of comparison, and the speed of realm cultivation is second, and he is really fanatical about martial arts.

Jiang Chen heard something strange from these words, and said: “These weapons of yours are short, you can try the long weapons.”

“Long weapons? Not that short weapons are not good, let alone long weapons?” Hong Feiyu looked over in confusion.

One inch long, one inch strong.

Everyone knows the reason. The reason for the rampage of swords is that long weapons are too difficult and there are few famous teachers.

For example, guns and sticks are extremely difficult to use, and it takes a lot of effort to become famous.

“There are many apes and monkeys who have a good sense of wisdom who naturally use sticks and other weapons, and they are very powerful. They don’t know how to use swords.” Jiang Chen said.

“Brother, do you compare me to a monkey?” Hong Feiyu was depressed, he didn’t hold any confidence.

“I just told you, you’d better give it a try, maybe you will have talent on the long stick.” Jiang Chen said solemnly.

Hong Feiyu was persuaded by Jiang Chen and asked the next person to get him a long stick with eyebrows.

However, there was another woman who came with the long stick.

Seeing the woman, Hong Feiyu’s face changed drastically, as if a mouse saw a cat.

“Sister.” He gave a weak cry.