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Volume 5: The Eight Parts of the Dragon Chapter 272: Surrender

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    Chapter 272 Surrender

    This man in black is one of the Xixia assassins that Xiao Yuesheng surrendered. He is proficient in the art of assassination and kills people silently.

    He was so powerful in martial arts that he was tied with Liang Siren like a moon. He was caught off guard and the big man was killed. He was still a confused man and didn't know who killed him.

    Zhao Ningqing shouted in a deep voice: "Stop! Everyone listen! Your leader is dead, put down your weapons and spare your lives!"

    Her voice was stern, her eyebrows were raised, and her delicate face was full of evil energy, which penetrated people's hearts.

    "Put down your weapons!" Seeing everyone hesitate and the trapped beasts still fighting, she shouted again.

    But these people were extremely brave. They hesitated for a moment, but when they saw the big man lying motionless on the ground, their anger surged, and they became even more desperate and crazy.

    "Kill them and avenge the gang leader!" A big man shouted, waving the long sword in his hand, pretending to be crazy.

    "Kill¡ª¡ª! Avenge the gang leader!" Everyone agreed and shouted loudly, and the momentum was overwhelming, and some big men rushed out from around them.

    Their heads were wrapped in red cloth, their faces were sad, and they held swords in their hands, slashing and slashing fiercely. They did not dodge or dodge the swords that attacked them, and they just wanted to die together with their opponents.

    Their martial arts are even better, far superior to those of the disciples who took action before. It is obviously a hidden secret power, but unfortunately they cannot save the life of the gang leader.

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    Fang Xueqing and the others stood idly by, ignoring everyone's embarrassment. Their bright eyes swept around and looked around vigilantly. The dense forest made it easy to hide.

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    Being so depressed, they became furious and attacked like crazy, without caring about their own safety, and did not dodge the swords that were thrust at them.

    "But the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect have also been trained and are not novices. Seeing them like this, they immediately found a countermeasure. They did not attack their bodies and focused on dealing with the weapons in their hands.

    They struck with one strike, and the two swords had already pierced the long knife. They hit the middle of the blade, just where the force was not applied, and the long knife suddenly flew out of the hand.

    With a sudden stab from the long sword, the man was hit in the throat. He drew his sword, spurted blood, and slowly fell down. After killing one person, the duo turned around and walked away to find the other person.

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    In the blink of an eye, these people died completely, and no one was left standing. The braver they were, the faster they died.

    After a while, the valley became quiet, and the sound of gold and iron could no longer be heard.

    There were only about thirty people left in the Renyi Gang, huddled together, holding swords in their hands, with no injuries or damage on their bodies.

    They didn¡¯t fight against the Wuliangjian people. Otherwise, once they did, there would be no luck. The more than two hundred people who fell on the ground were the best proof.

    They huddled together and slowly retreated, with sharp eyes, warily staring at the Wuliang Sword people opposite. Behind them was a gloomy forest.

    The disciples of Wuliangjian did not push each other, they just looked at them without making any move. Zhao Ningqing frowned and stared at these people coldly.

    She glanced at the Renyi Gang members lying on the ground. There were no casualties among the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect. She was very happy and her face became a little relaxed.

    "Put down your weapons and spare your lives!" Zhao Ningqing looked at everyone and said lightly, his tone was extremely indifferent, and his eyes were cold.

    It seems that she is not anxious about whether everyone surrenders or not, and looks at everyone patiently.

    "Does the Taoist priest keep his word?!" A muscular man stood up. He was slightly short in stature and tall and strong. When he stood there, he naturally showed stability and solidity.

    Zhao Ning said coldly: "I, the Wuliang Sword Sect, promise a thousand pieces of gold, but when have you ever heard that we don't keep our words?!"

    "The Wuliang Sword Sect?!" The strong man raised his eyebrows and his face changed slightly: "You are actually members of the Wuliang Sword Sect?!"

    "Not bad!" Zhao Ningqing nodded coldly.

    "ThenXiao Guanlan, Xiao Daxia, are you the leader?!" The strong man asked in surprise, his face slightly pale.

    Zhao Ning said two words coldly: "Exactly!"

    The strong man shook his head, his face was pale and depressed, and he sighed deeply: "No wonder it's so powerful, we are not wronged!"

    "Since you know our leader, you naturally know that we keep our promises and never break them!" Zhao Ningqing's expression remained unchanged and he said coldly: "If you have such little ability, let's kill you all."It¡¯s just a blink of an eye!  "

    Everyone snorted softly and turned their heads, dismissively.

    But they sighed in their hearts that what this Taoist nun said was true, or they took action because they had little hope of survival and they were just sending themselves to death.

    "Okay, let's put down our weapons and surrender!" The strong man gritted his teeth and pondered for a moment, then suddenly hummed, his hand loosened, and the long knife fell to the ground with a clang.

    ¡°Deputy Gang Leader¡­¡± Everyone screamed in disbelief.

    Someone couldn't help but shouted: "Deputy gang leader, you can't, you can't surrender! We brothers should just fight!"

    Someone else shouted: "Gang leader, once we put down our weapons and let the mermaids eat their flesh, we might as well have a good time and die in a majestic battle!"

    "Shut up!" The strong man turned around, frowned and shouted, his eyes were like lightning, and said coldly: "If you still recognize me as the deputy leader, put down your weapons!"

    "Deputy Gang Leader" Everyone hesitated.

    Zhao Ningqing looked at them coldly and did not urge them. A sarcastic look flashed in his eyes. With their ability, they could use nothing to resist their disciples.

    She suddenly felt proud and prideful in her heart. In the past, it would have been difficult to destroy these bandits, but now it was easy.

    The difference is obvious. Although Xiao Guanlan put all his disciples in danger, the Wuliang Sword Sect has indeed become stronger. Anyone other than Wu Xia Amen can be bullied.

    For a moment, she felt confused, not knowing whether it was good or bad. It was gratifying that the Wuliang Sword Sect became stronger, but it would also be more dangerous.

    Nothing in this world is perfect. If you get something, you have to pay a price. This is obviously the price for the Wuliang Sword Sect to become stronger.

    As his mind was spinning, the sound of shouting kept sounding, and more than twenty people put down their long swords, stood behind the strong man, and followed him closely.

    The remaining ten or so people stared at them coldly, occasionally glancing at the muscular man, with disdain and sarcasm in their eyes, and looked at the disciples of Wuliang Sword with their heads held high.

    "If you want to be a good man, I will help you!" Zhao Ningqing sneered and waved his hand.

    "Yes, deputy master!" Several groups of disciples flew out, two by one, past the strong men and others, and attacked the Renjiu bandits who were holding weapons.

    Their swords are like lightning, and most of them use the splitting sword style. They are so fierce and powerful that they will split everything in front of the sword, without any hindrance.

    "Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding" As the sparks splashed, the sound of gold and iron mingled, continuous and forming a string.

    Then there were screams, groans, and a crash to the ground.

    In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen people fell to the ground, lifeless. The disciples of Wuliang Sword seemed to have a heart of stone, and their attacks were like lightning, killing them without mercy.

    They cast the Infinite Sword. When the mental method is activated, they will be ruthless and sever their desires, their minds will be absolutely calm, and their personal emotions will be abandoned. There will be no sorrow, no joy, no fear, only reason.

    Zhao Ningqing didn¡¯t even look at the people on the ground. She turned around and said to them, ¡°Follow us back. The leader will make your own decision!¡±

    The strong man nodded slowly and remained silent.

    The people behind him were already frightened. Killing people was not terrible, but when they saw the Wuliang Sword disciples killing people like chickens, neatly and without changing their expressions, they couldn't help but feel frightened.

    Fang Xueqing waved her hand: "Xiaomei and the four of us will do a sweep to see if there are any remnants."

    "Yes." A clear and sweet voice sounded, and the four maids floated out, slowly flew in, and merged into the dense woods.

    Seeing this, Zhao Ningqing asked the disciples to rest where they were and not move around, waiting for the four of them to come back.

    Fang Xueqing stood next to Zhao Ningqing, her bright eyes sweeping around, passing through every corner. They were surrounded by tall woods, and everyone was surrounded.

    The corners of her delicate mouth suddenly curled up. She stretched out her sleeves with her left hand and clasped her middle finger on her thumb. Her fingers were as white and tender as green onions, and her movements were graceful and moving.

    "Hi¡ª¡ª!" Her smile suddenly bloomed, her face was as radiant as snow, she flicked her middle finger and let out a soft whistle.

    Amidst the whistling sound, it was like an invisible hidden weapon that shot out quickly and shot into the nearby woods. The branches and leaves it passed exploded into pieces and extended into the forest.

    Then there was a muffled groan and a "bang" in the woods, like a heavy object falling to the ground, and then silence returned, and there was no more movement.

    The strong man hurriedly shouted: "Be merciful!"

    Fang Xueqing turned to look at him. Her beautiful face was smiling, but her bright eyes were neither happy nor angry, as calm as water. She looked at him calmly: "Deputy Gang Leader He, what are your orders?"

    "Youyou" The sturdy man looked at her in surprise.

    Fang Xueqing said calmly: "He Zhifei, thirty-five years old, was born in the He family in Dali. He later rebelled due to the dispute between the family heads.Everyone, right?  "

    He Zhifei¡¯s expression returned to normal, he shook his head and smiled bitterly: ¡°I didn¡¯t expect that I would catch the attention of this girl.¡±

    Fang Xueqing smiled slightly and glanced at the twenty or so people behind him: "If you think you can escape, just run away."

    "How is my brother Chang?" He Zhifei asked slowly with a calm face.

    "Reincarnated." Fang Xueqing said lightly, turning her head and looking at the four women who were coming slowly. Their clothes were fluttering, like fairies.

    He Zhifei was heartbroken when he saw it, shook his head and sighed, fearing that those brothers would lose their lives, but fortunately their families did not live together.

    "Sister Xueqing, you're done." The four girls nodded gently, showing a faint smile.

    Fang Xueqing nodded and turned to Zhao Ningqing: "Uncle Zhao, everything is sorted."

    Zhao Ning cleared his jaw and shouted in a deep voice: "Let's get out!"

    Everyone walked back briskly. They didn't expect it to be so easy. They just felt that they still had more to say. There seemed to be no excitement. It was too easy.

    He Zhifei and his gang walked among the crowd without saying a word, but when they saw the directions they were walking in, they were frightened.

    These disciples of Wuliang Sword seem to be on guard all the time. They are five feet apart from each other, both front and back, left and right, as if they form a fishing net.

    On the way back, they were going very fast. He Zhifei's twenty or so people couldn't keep up. Within a mile, he was panting heavily and sweating profusely. When the disciples of Wuliang Sword saw this, they shook their heads helplessly and separated.  More than twenty people took them away one by one.

    They saw everything in front of them retreating quickly, faster than a galloping horse, and they were even more shocked. It was really terrifying that an ordinary disciple of Wuliang Sword could be so skilled in martial arts.

    Traveling at such a rapid pace, the journey was smooth and without any obstacles. At noon, they arrived at the foot of Wuliang Mountain.

    Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but saw a person standing at the entrance. The blue shirts fluttered. They were shocked, and they fell to the ground and said loudly: "See the head!"

    Xiao Yuesheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "Get up, there is no need to be polite."

    He Zhifei was the only one standing in the field, with more than 20 people standing alone. They were surprised in their hearts. The only one who made these masters kneel to the ground was Xiao Guanlan, the master of Wuliang Sword.

    Suddenly, there was a soft "pop" sound, and the ground was filled with dust and yellow mud, covering the sight of everyone in Wuliang Sword and shrouding Xiao Yuesheng.
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