Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

"There is still a little trouble. People have gathered outside the lobby. Everyone is waiting for us with swords and hunting bows." Yang Ming looked at the entrance of the lobby.

There, there were already people of all ages, men, women, and children standing there. Although each of them was in tatters, the weapons in their hands were extremely well maintained.

Of course, Zi Nu can also see the scene outside the lobby, which is why she was unwilling to take this risky plan with Yang Ming before. Facing the power of a copycat, no matter how strong one's strength is, it will change in the face of absolute numerical advantage. Gotta be vulnerable.

"Are you really sure you can scare those people? You know, there are more than a hundred bows and arrows pointing at us now." Zi Nu reminded.

"If they really had the courage, they would have rushed in now instead of standing outside and gathering the crowd one by one." Yang Mingdao.

Yang Ming looked down upon the strength of Heifeng Village. The village, which had hundreds of refugees, was ruled by a group of less than thirty people. Under oppression, they did not even have the courage to resist. Such people What's the threat even if they get together?

Just a flock of sheep.

"You are gambling." Looking at the confident Yang Ming, Zi Nu reminded her kindly.

Although self-confidence is really a good decoration for a teenager, it also takes time.

"I have nothing to gain, I can only gamble my life. If you are injured, you can stay here. If I lose the bet, you will have time to escape. With the abilities of these people, it should be difficult to catch you. ." Yang Ming said and already walked towards the door.

"You're such a gambler, don't I dare to gamble?" Zi Nu sneered and followed her.

From the time she agreed to Yang Ming's crazy plan, she had been prepared to face danger and even desperate situations. Now that she had reached this point, how could she choose to retreat from the battle?

"It's not a good thing for a woman to gamble." Yang Ming said without looking back.

"This is just what you said. If you dare to say it in front of my sisters, they will definitely eat you." Zi Nu said with a smile.

Between the two people's laughter, the lights and shadows of swords outside the lobby seemed to disappear a little.

As Yang Ming walked out of the lobby, the many bandits who had surrounded the lobby subconsciously stepped back.

In fact, through the door, they could already see the tragic scene in the lobby. Although the person who died in Yang Ming's hands still had a whole body, the death of the person who died under the purple female sword was extremely miserable.

Moreover, just the sight of the corpses of all the big and small bosses was enough to make them tremble with fear.

"Who are you? Why do you want to attack our Black Wind Village?" said one of the leading bandits.

Seeing that these people did not take action immediately, Zi Nu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. This meant that the other party did not have the courage to fight to the death. Since they did not have this courage, there was a lot of room for them to play.

"I want to be the leader of Black Wind Village." Yang Ming said calmly.

The surrounding air suddenly became silent because of Yang Ming's words. Although Yang Ming's words were calm and the content between them was ordinary, there was still a bloody aura in Yang Ming's body that had not dissipated. When he saw the people in the lobby behind him, Who can really ignore the corpses everywhere?

"Aren't you kidding me?" one of the few remaining gangsters said.

At this time, even though he knew that if he gave the order, it was really possible to kill the opponent with dozens of arrows, but he did not dare to gamble.

When the ferocity of these gangsters is based on people who are weak to them, it has already shown the weakness hidden deep in their hearts, and they are just fierce in appearance but weak in heart.

When Yang Ming behaved more cruelly than them, they were instinctively afraid.

"What, do you have any objections?" As soon as Yang Ming finished speaking, he struck out with a palm. The terrifying invisible palm force spanned the space and hit the opponent's chest.

Three screams rang out in succession, and with one palm, three people were instantly killed across a distance of ten steps. This was the most powerful move in the Paiyun Palm that Yang Ming had mastered at this time: the seventh move, the Sky-Tearing Pai. cloud.

It is rumored that when practiced to the extreme, one can tear the sky apart and scatter the sea of ​​clouds with one palm.

Zi Nu looked at Yang Ming's retracted palm print, her beautiful eyes flashed, and she was able to kill three people across a distance of more than ten steps with her true energy. Such palm power has already reached the threshold of a first-class master.

Why is he stronger than I thought? As her beautiful eyes flashed, Zi Nu became even more curious about Yang Ming. In her curiosity, Zi Nu's eyes inadvertently fell on the palm of Yang Ming's back that he had held behind his back since he had withdrawn it. There was a layer of sweat on that palm. It was trembling slightly.

Only at this moment did Zi Nu realize that Yang Ming had almost used all his strength in that palm strike just now. As for the palm power that could kill an enemy ten steps away, it was more because of the mastery of Yang Ming's palm skills.

However, this kind of palm technique is definitely regarded as a unique skill. Even among hundreds of schools of thought, it is the most superior martial arts. It is not accessible to non-core disciples.

But who is Yang Ming? How could he have such superb palm skills?

"I want to be the leader of Black Wind Village. Who agrees and who opposes?" Yang Ming looked around at the crowd and asked.

The sound was not loud, and it did not have the ferocious aura of those fierce bandits, but the calm voice fell on everyone's ears and made them tremble instinctively.

One corpse after another, with unknown power beyond their imagination, has defeated the last bit of resistance courage in their hearts.

Moreover, there were only ten gangsters in the crowd, and the rest were mostly oppressed refugees.

When facing a person who is more powerful than the gangster, their courage to resist is not very strong.

In the past, they were bullied to the limit by gangsters and did not have the courage to resist. Now, how could they have the courage to resist?

Life was miserable enough in the past, but if we change the leader now, it won't be even worse, right?

For a time, countless people had the same thoughts, and while looking at each other, they all put down their weapons, and even took a few steps back. All of a sudden, there were only a few remaining gangsters standing alone in front of the crowd. .

The former fierceness now turned into a guilty conscience.

"Are you opposed?" Yang Ming took a step forward and said coldly.

The few fierce bandits subconsciously took a step back.

He didn't have any vicious words, but the corpses on the ground had proved his ferocity. He was unarmed, but his hands showed them mysterious and terrifying power.

Besides, there are two of them.

Thinking of this, the few remaining gangsters subconsciously let go of their hands. Amidst the sound of clanging, no one outside the lobby except Zi Nu was armed.

"Is this a success?" Zi Nu looked at the scene in front of her and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that the biggest crisis at the moment had been passed.

The next step is to completely conquer Heifeng Village, and then use Heifeng Village as a capital to unite Daliangshan and Longshan Village to attack the Hu coalition forces and get back what belongs to them.