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Jiang Ning had no interest in answering Zhong Zhen's question.
Zheng~
The long sword is unsheathed.
Chapter 299: One Against Four
A cold light flashed, and the sword emitted a cold white glow.
Jiang Ning drew his sword and leaped into the air. With a sweeping motion, the sword shadows overlapped, enveloping Zhong Zhen and the other three.
At the same time, Jiang Ning's voice rang out.
"Uncle-Master Tianmen, rest assured to clean up the sect, I will take care of these four people for you."
"Insanity."
Zhong Zhen sneered upon hearing this.
Today, the Four Protectors have come. This guy alone wants to take on all four of them. Even though he is the famous King Ning, Zhong Zhen doesn't think he has the strength to do so.
The other three bodyguards also sneered and remained silent.
You will pay the price for your arrogance!
Zhong Zhen shouted sharply, drew his sword, and instantly engaged Jiang Ning in combat.
The Songshan Swordplay consists of seventeen forms, exuding a solemn and imposing aura. After exchanging blows, one can only feel that it is a dignified and upright swordplay.
when!
As their swords clashed, Zhong Zhen's arm jolted, the force from his opponent making his arm go numb.
Jiang Ning sheathed his sword, and the next second, three shadows pounced out from behind Zhong Zhen, thrusting out three swords simultaneously, each aimed at Jiang Ning's throat, chest, and abdomen, each strike potentially fatal.
The other three bodyguards have already made their move.
The sword shadows Jiang Ning had just unleashed had enveloped all four of them, leaving them with no choice but to fight Jiang Ning.
Seeing the three men approaching fiercely, Jiang Ning used a point-and-image technique, his longsword swirling in his hand, creating a dense array of sword flowers. With three clangs, the three swords thrusting at him were simultaneously repelled.
call out!
Zhong Zhen dodged to the side and thrust diagonally, the tip of his sword aimed directly at Jiang Ning's armpit.
Jiang Ning glanced at it, flicked his wrist and his sword spun, casually deflecting the attack, and then engaged the four bodyguards in battle.
"Disciples of Mount Tai, follow me to cleanse our sect!"
Tianmen Daoist shouted and charged at Tian Qi, Tian Xin and the others with his sword.
Seeing that Jiang Ning and the Four Protectors had already started fighting, Tianmen Daoist was originally worried that Jiang Ning would be no match for the four of them. However, seeing that Jiang Ning remained calm and composed even when surrounded by the four, and even fought very aggressively, the four of them seemed to be having a hard time dealing with him.
Tianmen Daoist didn't hesitate. Taking advantage of the time Jiang Ning was fighting four people, he quickly made his move, intending to deal with these people and then help them as soon as possible.
In his opinion, although Jiang Ning was highly skilled in martial arts, it would be a bit of a stretch for him to fight four top-notch masters at once.
With such great teammates, he can't afford to slack off.
Seeing that Tianmen had already attacked, Tianxin and the others also went to meet them.
"kill!"
"Clean house!"
The Taishan disciples outside the hall also began to take action.
The Taishan disciples of the Tianmen lineage were all filled with murderous intent, showing no mercy to their former fellow disciples, each move aimed to kill.
The news that Tianmen Daoist had just announced had truly enraged them, filling them with boundless fury towards the Songshan Sect, and also filling them with hatred for these Taishan disciples who had sided with the Songshan Sect.
Compared to the murderous enemies on the other side, the disciples of Yu Jizi's lineages were now somewhat panicked and disorganized, fighting like a scattered mess.
It wasn't that they weren't prepared beforehand; Tianqi Tianxin had already instructed them to prepare when they launched their attack. However, the reason for the huge difference in momentum between the two sides was that the ambush by Zuo Lengchan, as mentioned by Tianmen Daoist, and Tianmen's admission that he killed Yujizi, shocked them.
The twenty-odd experts that Zhong Zhen brought also joined the battle. These people huddled together and attacked, overwhelming the surrounding Taishan disciples with their superior strength.
"what!!!"
A scream sounded.
A Taishan disciple's chest was dented from being hit, and his clothes were torn apart, revealing numerous holes from which blood flowed.
"Humph."
One of the men sneered, withdrew his spiked hammer, and then began to attack the other Taishan disciples again.
when!when!when!
Inside the main hall, sword energy crisscrossed and cold light flashed, as the battle between Jiang Ning and the other three, including Zhong Zhen, had reached its climax.
Jiang Ning turned around and swept his leg high, repelling the attack of a bodyguard. Then, he swung his sword horizontally, and a sword aura separated from the sword and shot straight towards the man.
The bodyguard dodged, and the sword energy slammed into the wall behind him.
Bang!
A violent explosion sounded.
A large hole suddenly appeared in the wall.
The other three bodyguards drew their swords and attacked again.
After unleashing that sword strike, Jiang Ning advanced instead of retreating, charging forward and creating a flurry of sword shadows across the arena.
The battle between Jiang Ning and Zhong Zhen was extremely fierce, with sword energy crisscrossing everywhere, and the surrounding buildings were completely destroyed by the sword energy.
The battle between Tianmen Daoist and Tianqi Daoist and others has moved outside the hall.
The battle inside the hall was so intense that they were forced to make room for Jiang Ning and the other three.
The sharp clash of swords was as dense as a torrential rain. Jiang Ning's sword became faster and faster, unleashing eighteen strikes in an instant, simultaneously enveloping Zhong Zhen and his three companions.
These eighteen sword moves were distributed equally, with each person receiving at least four sword strikes.
At this moment, Zhongzhen and the other three were already feeling intense pressure.
Although they managed to parry Jiang Ning's eighteen attacks, they still managed to parry them repeatedly.
"How can you be so strong?"
Zhong Zhen's face looked extremely grim.
Jiangning's strength was beyond his expectations.
They had initially thought that Jiang Ning was planning to hold off the four of them alone so that Tianmen Daoist could kill Tian Qi and the others and then come to help. So the four of them prepared to quickly take down Jiang Ning.
To the four's surprise, Jiang Ning was able to fight them all by himself without being at a disadvantage, and even had the upper hand.
Even now, Zhongzhen and the other three have not seen any signs of Jiang Ning losing his strength. Their expressions remain calm, but the intense pressure they exude lingers in their hearts.
Jong-jin, in particular, felt the most pressure.
His nickname was Nine-Bend Sword, referring to the unpredictable nature of his swordsmanship, making it impossible for people to guess what his next move would be. But at this moment, he felt that Jiang Ning's moves were even more unpredictable.
His moves were already unpredictable enough, but no matter what move he made, Jiang Ning intercepted it in advance, as if his opponent could know his thoughts. Jiang Ning's moves were even more unpredictable than his, and he could never see through Jiang Ning's moves.
Sometimes Jiangning's offensive was sweeping and powerful, sometimes it was cunning and treacherous, sometimes rigid, and sometimes very flexible.
During the previous battle, Jiang Ning used four moves of the Huashan Sword Technique, "Phoenix Comes to Court," as if he only knew this one move. Sometimes, it was as if he had forgotten all the moves and could only chop, slash, and stab. The next second, he would unleash a variety of sword techniques.
At first, Zhong Zhen was able to hold his own and keep up with Jiang Ning's thinking, knowing what the next move would be. After all, it was four of them against one, so the pressure they faced was much less than when one of them was fighting Jiang Ning alone. However, as Jiang Ning's speed and attacks became faster and faster, he could no longer keep up with Jiang Ning's thinking and speed and had to passively parry the attacks.
As the fight progressed, Zhong Zhen felt his internal energy rapidly depleting and his strength waning, while his opponent showed no signs of weakening, making it increasingly difficult for him to defend himself.
call out!
Zhong Zhen's expression was ferocious as he thrust out with the move "Ten Thousand Mountains Paying Homage to the Ancestor".
Jiang Ning also thrust out a sword, but instead of engaging Zhong Zhen, he stabbed at his palm, then twisted and pulled back his wrist.
"what!!"
Zhong Zhen let out a scream, the sword in his hand clattered to the ground, and he clutched his hand, howling in agony.
At this moment, a large, blood-soaked hole appeared in the center of his palm.
Chapter 300: I am never threatened.
Jiang Ning twirled his sword, flicking away the bloodstains.
"Brother!"
The other three bodyguards cried out in alarm, but they still didn't have time to react, because Jiang Ning had already attacked.
when!
Jiang Ning swung his sword and slashed straight down at one of the bodyguards, who was startled and raised his sword to block.
Jiang Ning flicked his wrist, and the two swords rubbed together violently, sparks flying everywhere.
call out!
Jiang Ning swept his sword across the ground, followed by a scream.
"what!!!!"
The bodyguard screamed as his sword flew out of his hand, colliding with the severed finger that had been thrown into the air.
When the other two bodyguards saw that another person was injured, they rushed over and attacked Jiang Ning from behind.
Jiang Ning glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, swung his sword, turned and slashed diagonally. At the same time, he kicked backward, sending the bodyguard whose finger had been cut off flying into the wall.
when!
Jiang Ning killed one man, and the remaining man stabbed at Jiang Ning's lower body.
Jiang Ning used one leg to propel himself up, flipping his body over from above and landing on the ground, right next to Zhong Zhen.
At this moment, Zhong Zhen was still screaming in agony. Just now, Jiang Ning had pierced his palm with his sword, and when he pulled the sword out, he spun it around, tearing his palm apart. This excruciating pain almost made him faint.
Zhong Zhen's hands were a bloody mess, and his face was as pale as a dead man.
call out!
Zhong Zhen was still wailing when a chilling howl sounded beside him.
Alarm bells rang in Zhong Zhen's mind. The sense of impending death made him roll over immediately. The next second, a sword grazed past his back.
Zhong Zhen rolled over and got up. Before he could even feel relieved to have survived, the wind was getting closer. Zhong Zhen endured the pain and fought Jiang Ning with his bare hands.
Jiang Ning's sword was so fast it was impossible to see. Zhong Zhen was known as the Nine-Bend Swordsman, and most of his skills were in swordsmanship. Now, without a weapon, he could only passively parry the attacks.
Seeing the tense situation in Zhongzhen, the other three bodyguards rushed over to help.
when!when!when!
The three rushed forward again and quickly engaged Jiang Ning in combat, hoping to relieve the pressure on Zhong Zhen and allow him to escape.
But Jiang Ning gave Zhong Zhen no chance to escape. Even with the help of three bodyguards to quell the fire, Zhong Zhen still couldn't escape Jiang Ning's attack range. As soon as Zhong Zhen retreated a little, Jiang Ning would immediately follow, like a shadow.
Zhong Zhen's face was deathly pale, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.
Jiang Ning was already stronger than him, and now he was at a disadvantage, his situation becoming increasingly dangerous. Although the other three bodyguards came to help him out, this situation only lasted for less than ten seconds.
"what!!"
Zhong Zhen let out another scream as Jiang Ning slashed his shoulder with his sword. Although Zhong Zhen dodged in time, his forearm was severed at the elbow.
Bang!
Jiang Ning kicked him in the chest, sending Zhong Zhen flying backwards.
Jiang Ning lightly touched the ground with his feet, and his figure quickly approached.
"Wow!"
Zhong Zhen rolled three or four times on the ground to stop his momentum. He struggled to get up with one hand on the ground. His other forearm was gone, and blood was flowing all over the ground from the severed area.
At this moment, Zhong Zhen was disheveled, in a sorry state, and his mouth was full of blood, making him look extremely pitiful.