Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

In the Ling Mansion.

When Ling Tuisi heard the news that the Blood Knife Ancestor was coming, the scene where his whole family was wiped out kept flashing through his mind, and he almost collapsed on the ground in fear.

This...what should I do!

The executive said: Master, don't be afraid. No matter how powerful the Blood Knife Ancestor is, he will not dare to attack Jingzhou City.

Really? Ling Tuisi asked suspiciously.

Sir, don't worry. There are ten thousand Jingzhou guards. No matter how many Blood Knife Sect disciples there are, there can't be more than ten thousand, right? If you really dare to come, we will have an advantage! the executive analyzed.

When Ling Tuisi heard what the executive said, he suddenly became energetic.

Yes, fuck him!

He had long been dissatisfied with the Blood Knife Ancestor. If it weren't for his own lack of strength and the opponent's high martial arts, he would have eaten the opponent alive.

The question is how to do it?

The executive rolled his eyes and continued to come up with ideas: Sir, many people in the world want to kill the Blood Knife Ancestor, why not invite them to join us?

Yes, that's right, tomorrow, no, now! Use my seal to issue official documents and invite people from all walks of life to come to my governor's house to discuss dealing with the Blood Knife Ancestor.

Ling Tuisi was afraid that the Blood Knife Ancestor would kill him if he made a mistake while walking on the street, so he decided not to leave the mansion until he killed the Blood Knife Ancestor.

The executive's face turned red and he was extremely embarrassed. He didn't want to go out, so he couldn't refuse Ling Tuisi's order, so he had to agree and secretly transferred a third of the guards in the mansion before he dared to go to the government office.

Early the next morning, Jingzhou City exploded.

The common people pointed at the official list and were extremely scared. The Blood Knife Sect burned, killed, looted, insulted women, and even massacred the city, no longer once or twice. It was more vicious and perverted than the Demon Sect.

Some people were so frightened that they fainted just by hearing their names.

What should we do? They should run away!

Escape? Where can you escape? The surrounding area has been guarded by the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect. You will die faster as soon as you get out!

Uuuu, what should we do, can we just wait to die?

...

The eyes of the people were filled with despair, but they could only wait quietly for death.

The Song State valued culture over military force and sent almost all its troops to the border to fight the Yuan people. For example, there were still 10,000 defenders in Jingzhou City, which was considered good.

In many cities, there were only three thousand defenders, and the rest were managed by policemen and local gentry.

Otherwise, where would the blood knife ancestor have the courage to massacre the city at will?

Let me tell you, Master, all the disciples of the Blood Knife Sect have rushed to Jingzhou City. In about one day, they will be able to gather about 3,000 people. Including the direct disciples of the Blood Knife Ancestor, we can gather 5,000 people.

Xinyi knelt in front of Murong Fu and said.

Murong Fu replied calmly: Go down and send someone to observe at any time.

My subordinates know.

After Xinyi finished speaking, she simply left the room, leaving Murong Fu alone to continue practicing.

This training was different from before. What Murong Fu practiced was the Demonic Technique, the Great Soul Searcher of Heavenly Jue and Earth Destruction.

This skill requires the assistance of strong mental power, destroys people's essence and blood, searches for people's souls, and is extremely sinister. .

Murong Fu was born with a much stronger soul than others in his two lives. The clues could be seen the last time he practiced the soul-moving method.

However, when practicing this great soul-searching hand, he felt like he was falling into a quagmire, it was slow, difficult, and powerless.

Not to mention urging, even performing a complete circle of exercises made him a little exhausted, and he felt vaguely like falling asleep.

Who can create such a wonderful skill?

After nagging, Murong Fu put away his mind. The crisis was ahead, and he had to seize every minute and every second to make himself stronger.

The whole body exudes a looming black, like a thin film, changing from virtual to solid, and from solid to virtual.

At first glance, it doesn't look powerful.

Only Murong Fu could personally experience that his six senses had become sharper. Although they were very small, they were real. They were exactly the same as when he first practiced the Soul Transferring Technique.

Concentrate all your strength and try to inject all your soul power into your hands.

The hands gradually turned into a black color that was difficult to see with the naked eye, faintly exuding a strange and evil feeling.

...

In Jingzhou City, Ruan Yi received an order from Murong Fu and tried to find a way to sneak into Ling Tuisi's house.

But before I could think of a solution, I saw the notice posted next to the city gate.

The Ling Mansion spent a lot of money to recruit masters from all over the world to deal with the Blood Knife Ancestor together. He didn't even think about taking a few of his subordinates to sign up.

The executive's family was in charge of recruiting troops. Seeing the extraordinary momentum of Ruan Yi and others, they were overjoyed and quickly called on their servants to help them arrange good rooms.

He even promised that as long as he defeated the Blood Knife Ancestor, everyone would get a martial arts secret book.

Ruan Yi, as a secret guard, pursues criminals all year round and is good at analyzing cases.

From the conversation with the senior executives, it was soon revealed that the Ling Mansion was not as simple as imagined.

It is impossible for a civilized official to collect martial arts secrets with nothing to do, unless he has a premeditated plan.

Sir, the master asked us to find a way to find Mr. Ding and Mr. Mei. Where should we start? asked Ruan Yi, a subordinate.

Ruan Yi thought for a moment and said, Don't worry, let's stay in Ling Mansion first.

As you command!

After the executives made arrangements for Ruan Yi, they came to Ling Tuisi's room to report everything.

How is it? Ling Tuisi asked pretending to be calm while sitting in a high position.

Sir, we have recruited more than 300 good players in the past three days, which is enough to kill the ancestor of the Blood Sword. The executive said with a smile.

Ling Tuisi snorted coldly: A bunch of idiots still want to get benefits from me. How can my Ling family's secret book be so easy to get?

The master is wise! the executive echoed.

Ling Tuisi stood with his hands behind his back and continued to give instructions: Remember, do not let outsiders see Mei Niansheng. Once people know that he is under house arrest by me, I am afraid that my ancestor of the Ling family will not come here without the Blood Knife. A group of martial arts people are torn apart.”

The villain knows, but... The executive looked up at Ling Tuisi with a slight embarrassment.

If you have any difficulties, just say it. Ling Tuisi asked impatiently.

I'm afraid that the young lady can't think straight for a moment and talks nonsense to save her lover. The executive said in a low voice.

Ling Tuisi frowned and said coldly: You immediately send someone to imprison her. She must not be released before the Blood Knife Ancestor arrives. Do you understand?

I understand, I understand. I'll do it now, young lady. What if I don't cooperate? the executive asked.

Then just do what you want. Ling Tuisi waved his hand vigorously, telling the executives to stop talking nonsense and leave quickly.

I obey, little one!

The executive lowered his head and saluted and slowly exited the room. When he turned around, he showed a sinister smile and came to Ling Shuanghua's room alone.

What's the matter with you, executive? Ling Shuanghua was naturally displeased when he suddenly broke into her room.

The executive looked anxious and said, Miss, I'm here to tell you that the master plans to secretly execute Mr. Ding.