Martial Arts Begins and Marries Wang Yuyan

"stop!"

Jiang Zian led a thousand shadow secret guards and stood domineeringly in front of the Qinglong Society and the people in the world, saying.

Di Qinglin frowned and asked unhappily: "Who are you to take care of this matter?"

"I am Jiang Zian of the Murong family. By the order of my master, you are not allowed to harm people in the world." Jiang Zian replied coldly.

"Is your master Murong Fu?" Di Qinglin asked in a deep voice with his eyes slightly narrowed.

"That's right." Jiang Zian nodded.

"Why should I obey his orders?" Di Qinglin said disdainfully.

"You don't have to listen, I'll kill you right now." Jiang Zian pulled out the sword from his waist, and a killing intent emanated from his body.

Di Qinglin refused to give up and said disdainfully: "Haha, do you think I, Di Qinglin, will be afraid of you?"

"Do it!"

Jiang Zian didn't say anything nonsense. Thousands of shadow guards were like hungry wolves, staring at the people of the Qinglong Society and killing them. In an instant, their swords radiated and shouted to kill Zhentian.

Di Qinglin was stunned for a moment and before he could react, the long sword in Jiang Zian's hand had already been struck down. Fortunately, he ran fast, otherwise, Jiang Zian's sword would have split his face.

Then he shouted with great anger: "You dare to sneak attack, you bastard!"

"How come you can sneak attack if you are aboveboard!"

When Jiang Zian came, he received orders from Murong Fu. If he could persuade him to make peace, he would do so, and if he couldn't, he would kill him.

However, as a soldier, he didn't know that persuading peace in the world requires some sincerity and some face.

Di Qinglin was so angry that he felt like he was being played by the pretty boy in front of him.

He turned around, trying to avoid Jiang Zian's attack range and then counterattack.

He is confident in his own strength and can definitely kill the opponent easily.

It's just that his idea is extremely simple.

As a secret guard of the shadows, Jiang Zian is extremely agile and can kill the enemy without giving the enemy any chance to counterattack.

Every move he made was a dead hand, and he bit Di Qinglin hard and wouldn't let go.

The beating made the opponent miserable.

However, Di Qinglin was also ranked eighth on the celebrity list, and he had some strength. Even though he was chased by Jiang Zian, he didn't show many signs of failure.

The only ones who suffered were his subordinates.

Under the absolute suppression of the number of people, they screamed one after another, and more than half of them were killed before they could even breathe.

Di Qinglin roared angrily: "You bastards, you dare to slaughter our Qinglong Society like this, we will fight to the death in the future."

"It's too late. I gave you a chance to leave. You didn't want it yourself. You can't blame me." Jiang Zian's sword was as bright as silk, and he stabbed Di Qinglin's body with one move faster than the other.

In fact, Di Qinglin had lost his will to fight when he saw the Shadow Guard appear. He just wanted to gain some face from Jiang Zian.

Little did he know that instead of saving face, he would end up riding a tiger with difficulty.

"Seven Dragon Heads, we can't survive anymore, so we should retreat quickly." A subordinate on the side reminded.

Di Qinglin's face was extremely ugly. His men and horses were obviously surrounded and it was almost impossible to escape. He glanced around calmly and shouted loudly:

"Today I have no retreat. Killing one is a kill, killing two is a kill. Brothers of the Blue Dragon Society, charge forward."

The members of the Qinglong Society who had originally lost their fighting spirit felt as if they had been given a shot of blood after hearing this. They gained momentum and started fighting with the Shadow Secret Guards.

"It's all in vain, it's just a little troublesome." Jiang Zian didn't care at all.

Di Qinglin didn't talk nonsense. His true energy flowed into his hands, and he exuded a desperate posture and slashed towards Jiang Zian.

"Boy, just die."

Jiang Zian saw that the opponent's sword moves were precise, and he quickly took a defensive posture. With his true energy flowing between his hands, he slashed at the opponent from bottom to top with his sword.

"Dang~"

The two swords intersected and made a loud noise.

But at this moment, Di Qinglin's eyes flashed with light, his body turned violently in the air and ran away.

"Ran?"

Jiang Zian was stunned. He didn't expect Di Qinglin, who was so arrogant before, to pull such a trick.

Looking at the Qinglonghui disciples who were still struggling, he showed a trace of disdain: "No wonder he was acting before, it turns out he wanted them to block his death for him!"

However, he did not pursue it. He raised his hand and shouted:

"Everyone stop it!"

When the three parties heard this, they each stopped what they were doing.

Jiang Zian said: "Qinglonghui, your dragon head has escaped. If you don't want to die, surrender immediately."

"The Seven Dragon Heads have escaped?" Some people who still didn't believe it looked around for traces of Di Qinglin.

After repeated confirmation countless times, Di Qinglin was indeed not seen.

He showed an expression that made life worse than death.

"Now you believe it, surrender immediately and I will give you a way to survive." Jiang Zian said calmly.

"Surrender?" Everyone in the Qinglong Club kept muttering these two words, wondering:

"Can you really promise not to kill us?"

"Hmph, I, Murong, have always lied. I choose between fighting and peace." Jiang Zian said.

"He, of course it's peace. The Dragon Capital has escaped, so why are we fighting here?" said a person from the Qinglong Club.

"Haha, very good." Jiang Zian gave his subordinates a look, who understood and quickly controlled everyone in the Qinglong Club.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't kill us?" one of the Qinglonghui said.

Jiang Zian nodded: "Nonsense, let's escort you back to Gusu City first."

Everyone in the Azure Dragon Society bowed their heads helplessly and had no choice but to let the Shadow Secret Guard do what they did.

The people on the side quickly stepped forward to thank him: "Thank you so much for saving me from such a righteous man."

"Haha, you're welcome. Speaking of which, Master asked me to thank you." Jiang Zian said.

"You're welcome. Working for Mr. Murong is what we in the southern martial arts community should do." The martial arts people said repeatedly.

After Jiang Zian bowed his hands and saluted, he said: "My master said that the Qinglong Society is powerful and well organized. Please don't make fearless sacrifices again."

"This..." Everyone in the world said worriedly: "We are worried that Mr. Murong is injured and has fallen into the trap of the Qinglong Club."

"Haha, if you are worried, you can go live in Gusu City, my master can help." Jiang Zian suggested.

"Well, we no longer have the upper hand in the ambush outside. Let's go to Gusu City and cheer for Mr. Murong." The people in the world said calmly.

Jiang Zian thought he would waste more time.

Unexpectedly, this group of people from all walks of life can still communicate well.

"Everyone, let's go together."

"please."

"please."

…

Jiang Zian looked at the people of the Qinglong Club who were being pushed away, and suddenly had a plan in mind. He pointed at a few people at random and said:

"You, you, you and you, you guys are out of line, go back."

Several people in Qinglonghui who were pointed at pointed at themselves with doubts on their faces and said, "You want us to leave?"

"Well, let's go back and tell you some dragon heads."

"Just say that my master said that if anything happens, just send me a battle invitation, and we, the Murong clan, will take over."