martial arts accelerator

Chapter 40
Although Meng Liang had been imprisoned for so many days, his martial arts were there after all. Once he escaped from the predicament and joined the battle group, the situation changed immediately.

Qiu Sheng was still tired of dealing with Zhang Yong alone, and Meng Liang, who was even more powerful, was already defeated in only three matches.

Meng Liang put the dagger on Qiu Sheng's neck: "Why did you arrest me?"

Qiu Sheng turned his head away, and said stiffly, "Hmph, I asked the question knowingly."

"Then why didn't you kill me?"

After hearing this, Qiu Sheng laughed loudly: "Hahahaha, why don't you ask your accomplice who came to Guishuitang this time?"

Meng Liang turned to look at Zhang Yong with doubts.

Zhang Yong replied blankly: "Ah, this time I came with Lao Qian, Sister Le and Meng Chao."

Meng Liang frowned after hearing this, his eyes flicked, and suddenly thought of something, his pupils shrank: "You want to sneak attack Guishuitang?!"

"Hehe, you're not too stupid. How can the fish take the bait if you die?"

Meng Liang asked: "Who is cooperating with you? Ma Jiangtian? Chen Chongxin? Or Xu Xingguo?"

"Well, the Ma family is already forming an alliance with us." Zhang Yong added softly.

Meng Liang was slightly relieved when he heard Zhang Yong's words.

But Qiu Sheng's next words made Zhang Yong's heart tighten again.

"It must be one group of people? Why can't it be two groups?"

Qiu Sheng smiled proudly and said: "Hey, it's a pity. I didn't expect you to hide such a master. Otherwise, this plan would have been flawless and all of you in Guishui Hall would have died."

"However, it's not too much difference. I suggest that you simply join our Sanhe Village, otherwise there may be no room for you in Liangzhou City."

Having asked what he wanted to know clearly, Meng Liang didn't continue to talk nonsense, the knife in his hand flashed, and Qiu Sheng couldn't laugh anymore.

"Don't" Zhang Yong blurted out.

Meng Liang glanced at Zhang Yong in surprise, but didn't say much, and instead asked calmly: "I heard you two diverted the enemy away, are they Xin Yan and Lao Qian?"

Zhang Yong nodded in agreement.

Meng Liang rested for a while, and then ordered: "Xinyan Qinggong is excellent, there should be no problem, we will divide into two groups in a while, and we must ensure the safety of Laoqian."

Zhang Yong asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Meng Liang shook his head, slipped the dagger into his belt and adjusted its position.

"Let's act as soon as possible. If we find someone, we will meet at the place you originally planned."

"it is good."

Considering the other party's situation, Zhang Yong took the initiative to go to the south where Qian Sancai was.Seeing that the other party's lightness kung fu is also outstanding, Meng Liang turned around and walked away looking for joy.

"Brother Song, is what you said reliable?" A disciple of Guishuitang approached Song Renjie and asked.

Song Renjie was very sure: "Don't worry, I've been thinking about it all day today, and it only makes sense if they make a surprise attack tonight."

The man ran on and said: "Hey, is it the old Qian who ordered it?"

"Go away, you, Brother Song, and I are no longer what they used to be. You will watch for a while. Someone will definitely come."

Seeing that the arrangement was almost done, Song Renjie asked, "Is it all said?"

"It's all said, the hall master said, what do we like, the lights in her room can't be turned off, and she still has to read letters, she's a good one to deal with it."

"That's alright, get ready!" As soon as Song Renjie finished speaking, he extinguished the candle in front of him.

As the candles on Song Renjie's side were extinguished, the Guishui hall lost its light one after another, as if the entire hall entrance had fallen asleep early, and the hall was plunged into darkness, leaving only one room on the second floor. The dim light makes it look extra special.

The man in black guarding outside Guishui Hall didn't understand what happened in Guishui Hall.

A subordinate asked: "Boss? What's going on?"

The person at the head didn't understand either: "Huh, just trying to be mysterious. Let's observe for a while, and then go and ask over at Yuejing Tower if it's the original time to start."

"Yes! I'll go right now."

"Qian Sancai, have you run out of needles? Give up, no one will come to save you!"

Under a big tree, more than ten people from Sanhe Village were gathered around, and seven or eight people were lying on the ground around them.

"Master Qian and I think the scenery here is pretty good, so we won't go down there today. If you really want to chat with me, you can come up here and give it a try."

Qian Sancai had just attracted people and fled all the way. In order to reduce the pressure on Zhang Yong, he made several detours, but was surrounded. In desperation, he climbed up a big tree and defended himself.

Under the tree, the third head of the Sanhe Village didn't know whether Qian Sancai still had the Jade Snake Needle.Climb up the tree rashly, it is difficult to avoid, I am afraid that I will be hit by it.

"Horse! Cut down trees! Let me see how you can hide."

The third master gave an order, and his subordinates began to cut down the trees.

Qian Sancai couldn't stop complaining, so he could only slide down a little bit, and threw a few more needles, only hitting one person.The remaining few people gained experience, took out their clothes and put them on top of their heads, and continued to attack the big tree.

"Oh, I'm afraid my old money will be planted today." Qian Sancai said so, his desire to survive was still very strong, and he slid down again, ready to wait for the opportunity to run away when the big tree fell.

"Old Qian, don't be afraid, I'll call the Venerable Master to save you!" Seeing Qian Sancai's miserable situation from a distance, Zhang Yong almost didn't laugh out loud. Unfortunately, there are no mobile phones in this world, so we can't record this wonderful scene.

"You brat! Have you been rescued?" Qian Sancai saw Zhang Yong rushing over and he was relieved.

"Don't worry! Brother Meng has gone to support Sister Xinyan, and we have killed one of them." When Meng Liang killed people just now, Zhang Yong was still a little uncomfortable. On the way here, he kept comforting himself that people did not kill by themselves. , and the other party is the leader of the bandits.After a while, I was able to say this with a playful smile.

Haha, Qian Sancai was immediately happy after listening to it.The third master of Sanhe Village is here, so he will kill either the first master or the second master.Is this guy so fierce?Qian Sancai couldn't help but look up to Zhang Yong again.

"You killed the second brother?!" A loud shout interrupted the long-distance communication between the two of Zhang Yong.

"Kill me!" The third master was furious, and rushed towards Zhang Yong with his men.

Hey, I didn't kill people, I still want to stop it.Zhang Yong sadly realized that he had become the blame man again, the kind of blame that he still couldn't get rid of.

But everyone rushed to the front, and Zhang Yong could only punch one by one.

Hehe, it seems that our old Qian should not die today.Qian Sancai thought proudly that now he was not in a hurry to get down, and was leisurely watching the battle below from the tree.

I saw Zhang Yong's fists flying, and ordinary people were not all enemies, they fell down one after another.Seeing this scene, the third master also believed in his heart that Zhang Yong's words were true.When the three of them were able to take down Meng Liang, they still borrowed manpower from the League in the city. Now, the man returned it and lost the second child. No matter what, Sanhezhai couldn't stand up to these four men.

In a blink of an eye, there were only three or four people left under him. The third child figured out the pass and rushed up, the long sword in his hand was flying up and down, only attacking but not defending, and he was fighting for his life.

"Oh, I don't want to kill people, so I know how to bully honest people, right?" Faced with the opponent's desperate style of attack, Zhang Yong was also furious. He found a gap, punched the long sword away, but was attacking When the opponent hit his head, his heart softened, and he was ready to change from killing to stunning.

In the distance, a cold light flashed into his neck, and the third child fell down.

Only then did Zhang Yong discover that the few remaining people had already been dealt with by Lao Qian.

"Hey, you brat, you haven't been in the world of martial arts, have you?" Qian Sancai jumped down from the tree and said angrily.

"Let's go to Sister Xinyan and the others first." Zhang Yong was a little embarrassed, he laughed, turned around and ran towards the north again.

Qian Sancai shook his head, stood up and followed.

On the other hand, Le Xinyan was able to deal with the opponent's siege with ease. After Meng Liang arrived on the battlefield, the two cooperated tacitly, and after several tugging, there were only a few people left.

Now Meng Liang was fighting with the big boss, and Le Xinyan was cleaning up the remaining men.

Jiang Zhenwei

Age: 39 years old

Skill: Breathing Technique (Perfect)

Flying on grass (proficient in everything)

Arhat Fist (Handy)

Lightsaber (Enter the Hall)

Internal strength has been cultivated for 20 years

Zhang Yong saw the attributes of the boss from a distance. Although he looked slightly stronger than the second child, Meng Liang should be able to handle it.Qian Sancai assisted Le Xinyan to deal with the last person, and together with Zhang Yong and Meng Liang, the four surrounded him.

At this moment, the head of the family already understood the ending.

Jiang Zhenwei didn't say a word, silently practicing the sword technique that had accompanied him for decades, the sword style continued from one end to the end, and the sword light flickered indefinitely.

Seeing that the other party was already a battle of trapped beasts, the four of them gave him a stage to test their swords in order to protect themselves.

With no worries in his heart and no regrets with his sword, Zhang Yong witnessed with his own eyes Jiang Zhenwei's swordsmanship rising to the level of proficiency.

The sword light flickers, the sword moves are round, and there is a faint sadness in the sword intent.

Pianying slanted horizontally, and Feihong suddenly appeared, and he was able to face four masters for a while without falling behind.

However, no matter how bright the long sword is, it will eventually come to an end.

Jiang Zhenwei exhausted the last trace of his true energy heartily, his feet were unsteady, and he almost fell down.

Meng Liang sighed softly: "If you don't die in this battle, Liangzhou can produce a master swordsman."

Jiang Zhenwei smiled and said: "Oh, the winner is the king and the loser, why bother to make such a gesture."

"That's true, Mr. Master, have a good journey."

The words fell, the sword appeared, and blood flew.

Sanhe Village, which has a rather fierce reputation, was overturned in just one night.

Zhang Yong let out a long sigh, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

Meng Liang glanced at Zhang Yong, and Qian Sancai immediately introduced: "Zhang Yong, our newcomer in Guishuitang, No.1 in this newcomer competition!"

Le Xinyan regained her sunny and friendly appearance, and patted Zhang Yong on the shoulder: "It's quite capable, thanks to you this time."

"Hey, where is it, it's easy to do." Zhang Yong felt a little embarrassed when he heard the praise.

Meng Liang let out a breath and said, "Okay, let's find Meng Chao and find a place to rest for the night."

When Zhang Yong heard it, he suddenly remembered: "Hey! Isn't Guishuitang besieged by people? Shouldn't we rush back to help?"

Qian Sancai laughed, and nodded Zhang Yong's head: "You kid, why do we dare to come out with confidence?"

"You haven't been in Guishui Hall for a short time." Meng Chao said nonchalantly.

"They underestimate the Hall Master too much."

　When I finished writing, I looked up and found that it was already more than 3000 words, so let's take it as compensation for yesterday's negligence.However, the sad thing is that when I opened the backend, I found that two favorites were lost. The author usually doesn’t ask for subscriptions and favorites. .

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