The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

At the same time, Liu Yunfeng's eyebrows began to go down, and a thin red line appeared, crossing the bridge of his nose, lips, and chin, all the way down. The clothes on his chest also tore apart, and the red line ran through his entire chest.

Then, his body collapsed.

Master Rong shook his head and sighed: "It's too slow. It's still too slow. It's only eight pieces. One knife should have nine pieces."

Seeing this scene, everyone around was frightened, especially Luo Xingchang, who was not dead yet. His calves were spinning with fear, his intestines were cramping, his bladder muscles were loose, and he was trembling...

Where is this cook? This is the King of Hell!

"Rongmen Kuai Dao! Are you Kuai Dao Rong?"

A man walked out from the beggars.

This man was in his late teens and was wearing a crisp designer casual shirt. The clothes were obviously new, but they had a big patch on them.

He also held a stick in his hand, but it was different from the sticks in the hands of other beggars. His stick was pitch black and branchy, and it looked like it was spliced ​​together with dog excrement.

"After Zhang Dian's death, all the important people in the capital are gone. Who are you?" Master Rong asked.

"Who said that since my master is gone, there will be no more disciples in the capital?" The man raised his head and laughed, "My disciples are all over the world. Wherever there are people, there will be beggars, and wherever there are beggars, there will be disciples! "

"Your master?" Master Rong narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "I understand, are you Tangcheng Liang Jin?"

As a master of an important sect, Zhang Dian certainly has disciples. But most of the important people around him died in Li Muchen's sword rain.

Master Rong later investigated and found that the biggest fish that slipped through the net around Zhang Dian was Liang Jin. Liang Jin was a native of Tangcheng, and was originally one of the top tyrants in Tangcheng. Later, after becoming a disciple of Zhang Dian, he became the boss of an important sect in Tangcheng.

"If you don't wait for me in Tangcheng, why come to the capital?" Master Rong said.

"Oh, how big is Tang City, how big is the capital?" Liang Jin said with a smile, "Kuaidaorong, don't think that you can go back to the capital to hang out since my master is gone. I tell you, as long as I, Liang Jin, are here, you Rong family will be alone. Don't even think about hanging around in the capital. Today, I will sacrifice you to reopen the main altar of my important gate in the capital and help me become the new master of the important gate!"

There was a deafening sound of wooden sticks hitting the ground all around.

"I'm here, do you think you are still worthy of being the master of the sect?" Master Rong sneered.

Liang Jin laughed loudly: "Kui Dao Rong! Your sword skills are good, and you have the same style as your master back then. But it's a pity that you broke into my dog-fighting array. Don't talk about you, even if Yi Dao Chun comes, don't even think about it. And retreat!"

After saying that, with a wave of his hand, the important disciples started running quickly, following the dog-beating formation, three layers inside and three layers outside, trapping Master Rong inside.

Master Rong certainly knows how powerful the dog fighting formation is.

A few months ago, in this very yard, he, Boss Wang, and Sister Mei were trapped in a dog-beating array. Even if the three of them worked together, they could not escape. If Li Muchen hadn't come to rescue them, they would have been beaten alive with sticks. died.

He glanced around a few times and sneered: "Liang Jin, do you really think I dare to come alone without any preparation?"

Liang Jin was stunned.

Master Rong had already raised his spoon and tapped the kitchen knife twice.

The crisp sound of metal collision was heard clearly.

I saw many people suddenly climbing up the courtyard wall and standing on the wall with their hands hanging down. Sharp rays of light flashed between everyone's fingers in the sun.

"Rongmen!"

Liang Jin took a breath of air.

He knew that these people had sharp blades hidden in their fingers, and they were also the ones Rongmen disciples used to eat.

The advantage of the important sect is that there are many people, and they can form a group when they are dispatched. This was also the reason why the Rong sect was destroyed back then.

But when it comes to one-on-one, the one who plays with a stick cannot compare to the one who plays with a knife.

Slitting wrists and throats is Rongmen's specialty.

When the number of people is equal, the important sect cannot defeat the Rong sect.

Liang Jin made a quick decision and took advantage of the dog-fighting array to take down Kuai Daorong first, leaving them leaderless and easy to deal with.

"Dog fighting array!"

He gave the order and the dog-fighting array was about to be launched.

The sound of the stick sounded again.

But at this moment, there was a sudden roar of a motor outside.

Immediately afterwards, the door was knocked open with a bang, and an off-road vehicle rushed in and hit the crowd at the main gate.

There was a sudden chaos in the dog fighting formation.

At the same time, the Rongmen disciples on the wall turned over lightly one by one and slid down the wall like loaches into the crowd.

The off-road vehicle rushed to the corner of the yard, made a drift U-turn, and stopped.

The Rongmen disciples also shuttled through the gaps in the crowd like butterflies in flowers, and came to Master Rong.

And those important disciples suddenly covered their necks one by one.

I saw thin lines appearing on their necks.

Blood gushes out, covering their hands.

The first important disciple fell, like dominoes, one after another, all the important disciples fell to the ground.

Liang Jin's face was livid, and he was shocked and angry when he saw that the elite elite of the important sect that he had finally reorganized in the capital were wiped out by the Rongmen.

"Kuaidaorong! Your Rong family and I are inseparable!"

Master Rong chuckled and said, "You said we are irreconcilable, so we have no choice but to die. Tell me, how do you want to die?"

"Hahahaha..." Liang Jin suddenly laughed wildly, "Kuaidaorong, you can reorganize the Rongmen in such a short time, which is quite capable. But do you really think you can kill me like this? Stop dreaming! You are not A spring of sword!"

After saying that, he slammed the black wooden stick in his hand onto the ground.

The ground trembled violently, an invisible ripple appeared on the ground under the stick, and a powerful pressure erupted along with the shock wave.

The Rong disciples who were standing in front of Master Rong were knocked to the ground by the shock wave. The people behind him were also shaken and almost lost their balance.

"Half-step Grandmaster!" Master Rong frowned, "Your strength is really beyond my expectation!"

"Since you know, why don't you come here and die!" Liang Jin shouted, "Give you a chance, abandon your martial arts, kneel down and beg for mercy, join the sect, and I will spare you!"

Master Rong's face was solemn, as if he was thinking. He finally threw the spoon and kitchen knife on the ground and walked slowly towards Liang Jin.

The Rong disciples beside him shouted in surprise: "Master Rong!"

Master Rong did not stop. Under Liang Jin's mocking eyes, he walked all the way until he was in front of Liang Jin. The two were only two steps apart.

"Kneel down!" Liang Jin said.

Master Rong did not kneel, he just stood there and looked at Liang Jin intently.

Liang Jin sneered and said: "No need to play tricks. You are so close to the sword, but don't forget that I am also very close to you. Your skills are too far behind! What's more, you can't even throw away the sword." Down. Kneel down and harm yourself. I will take over your Rongmen. As long as they don't resist, I promise not to kill them."

Master Rong smiled slightly: "You just said that we are irreconcilable! If the Rong family wants to be a sect, there can only be one king. That person is not you!"

Liang Jin's eyes turned cold: "Humph, you are not overestimating your own abilities! Since you are looking for death, then I will help you."

After saying that, the black wooden stick in his hand suddenly lifted up, like a black python flying into the air, accompanied by a fierce wind, and pounced on Master Rong.

Master Rong raised his hand.

A blade of white light flashed.

Liang Jin watched in surprise as the black wooden stick in his hand was cut off in sections like cucumbers, and pieces fell to the ground.

"If it was half a year ago and you were a half-step master, I could only avoid you. But now..."

A sharp knife appeared between Master Rong's drooping fingers. A trace of blood flowed on the blade, condensed into drops, and fell to the ground.

Liang Jin's body shook, and a thin red line appeared on his neck...