Shen Yuanjing still smiled and said, "It's a pity that this toad is still poor in its skill and tastes not so pure."

When others saw him talking and killing, they were frightened and dared not attack. However, he took the initiative to attack. The broad sword in his hand asked him to play with it. First, they slapped, chopped, sucked, and poked it, like a stick, with great force, and could not avoid it or catch it. All the people who were beaten were broken and their bodies were in a miserable state of death.

Then it changed a little, peeling, wiping, and picking, which was completely a trick of a thin sword, making it hard to defend against. Often, before the opponent understood it, a stream of blood spurted out from his body, and his whole body seemed to be drained.

In less than half a stick of incense, only a dozen people were left. The escaped ones were killed, and the resisted ones were killed. Even those who knelt on the ground and kowtowed and begged for mercy were killed. Even if the man and woman tried their best to avoid it, they had nowhere to escape. The woman screamed and asked, "Who are you? How could you know so much about other people's kung fu?"

Shen Yuanjing's heart moved and said with a smile on his face: "Just count you as you are the most noisy. Let me see which family are from?" He said as he attacked the men and women. The eight people next to him dodged away. Even if they couldn't escape, they would be fine if they lived for a moment.

The two of them looked at each other, gritting their teeth and attacking from left and right. The man used his fist and the woman used his palms and his moves looked decent, but they looked a little extraordinary.

"Flowering Fists and Embroidered Legs." Shen Yuanjing gently put his fist on the man's hand, and his fist turned to the woman, and said again: "Flamboyant."

The woman turned her palms in a hurry, barely connected the man's fist, and exclaimed: "The stars are moving? We also followed Mr. Murong Bo to Xixia. Can you make a mistake?"

Shen Yuanjing saw the bottom of the two, snorted, and said, "It turns out it's from the Wang family in Jiangning. You are Wang Wei and Wang Fang, why did you still become traitors so early?"

He called out the names and origins of the two, and said, "Don't blame me, you just blame me for not knowing much, and you don't keep talking nonsense all day long, so you can't let you escape. Come on, try your Jiangning Wang family's Quyi Flattery Fist and Piliyang Qiu Palm."

As he said that, he swung his broad sword casually, nailed a man who looked like an Indian to the ground, and said softly: "The skill of yoga is quite energetic." Then he attacked the two men and women with his left fist and right palm.

Wang Wei and Wang Fang laughed bitterly, and saw the enemy attacking with their own unique skills. These two moves are actually called "winding paths and secluded" and "frost and Autumn". The other party is so upright that it is hundreds and thousands of times better than them.

They knew they could not resist it, so they lost nine points of fighting spirit in their hearts. They barely raised their arms, and could not even resist it with decent ones. So they flew out, hit the rocks, and both died.

The remaining seven people trembled and attacked forward. Shen Yuanjing said while killing people: "You are on the road to the underworld, remember to wait a moment. Helian Iron Tree will come to you soon."

For Shen Yuanjing, this battle was just a small test, used to test the quality of the Qingxuan Jing, which really made him very satisfied. When facing a group attack, he could not only guide the enemy's strength to other places, but also find out its flaws and defeat them one by one.

He said to himself: "It seems that this path of learning from all the strengths and understanding all the methods is more suitable for me. It is not difficult to kill these people by simply using one martial arts. The effort required to increase a lot, which is better than so easy."

At this moment, the sun sets west and the sky is about to dusk. Shen Yuanjing said softly: "It's up to you, and the rest depends on the one in Lingzhou City." He moved his feet and floated away.

After turning the mountains, he took out the map, thought carefully for a while, and then guarded until midnight, without seeing anyone, and thought to himself: "Murong and his son did not take this path. I think it was with the army, so this is difficult. I can't take the general's head among thousands of troops like the one in the Divine Condor Heroes."

He sighed and then thought, "Not whether I have this ability now, it would be better to go to the outside world and uproot another group of rising forces just to delay for a long time and wait for an opportunity."

It was difficult to find a way at night. Early the next morning, Shen Yuanjing followed the map and rushed to the main road mentioned in the information of the Beggars' Gang. Sure enough, the Western Xia soldiers were followed by people, and I am afraid there were more than ten thousand.

Although he discovered that Murong Bo and Murong Fu and his son were suspected of being, they were protected by a large army and had strict garrisons. He was even more lazy to take action. Now it was daylight and it was difficult to attack.

Besides, for him, killing was not the purpose, and this trip was just to see how much progress he had made. Furthermore, if the father and son were bullied, the Emperor of Liao would definitely not give up. If they were to be wary of being handed over by the Xixia people as a shield, they would have to work hard.

After following the Xixia army for a long time, Qiao Feng and others rushed over. Elder Song said in shame: "It's all useless. I got the information wrong. If Mr. Shen hadn't blocked the return of Yipintang first, all his efforts would have been wasted this time."

When they arrived at the valley there, they saw corpses all over the ground. They realized that the enemy had returned early. Only then did they know that the news from the Beggar Gang disciples was wrong, and they were one day late. They searched for Shen Yuanjing but failed and rushed to this place.

Shen Yuanjing waved his hand and said, "It's okay, I got something in seclusion some time ago, so I just tried it with them to check for the gaps. Besides, it's not the time to care about this now. Then Murong and his son are in the army. How should they act?"

Everyone hesitated and looked at Qiao Feng together. He pondered for a moment and said, "He and his son hid in the army. Even if we have three heads and six arms, it will be difficult for us to fight thousands of troops. We should stop fighting this battle."

"But there is a rare opportunity, so let's find a way to lure him out." Elder Xi said anxiously: "Although he was seriously injured in Gusu a few years ago, he asked him to run away and hide until now. If he missed this opportunity, he might die of old age and illness. Gangmaster, will you not avenge your blood revenge?"

Qiao Feng said in a deep voice: "How could I get into danger in order to avenge my personal revenge? Most of the troops in Yipintang have been killed by Brother Shen. The purpose of this trip is complete successfully. Everyone is more careful and prepare to retreat."

Shen Yuanjing smiled and said, "Brother Qiao, the dog beater is still in Lingzhou. Isn't this the best time to get it back?"

Qiao Feng was overjoyed and said, "That's the most important thing. Murong and his son led half of the people from Yipintang out. The Lingzhou garrison must be empty. I'll go there now."

Elder Song was about to follow him, but he politely declined, "I will go alone, but I can act flexibly. If there is any dissonance in things, I will give up. If you follow me, your goals will be too big and it will easily attract attention." Everyone knew that their martial arts skills would drag him down, so they gave up and asked him to act carefully.
Chapter completed!