Martial Arts From Bandits

  Chapter 284 Planning! (seeking subscription)

   "Elder."

   "Elder."

  The disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect finally came to their senses and stepped forward to support Gongsun Bai.

  At this moment, they couldn't help but panicked.

   Zhang Jing turned around and came to Gongsun Bai, showing a slight smile.

   softly said:

"how?"

  Gongsun Bai pushed aside the disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect and settled down,

   Clasped fists to Zhang Jing and said:

   "Master Zhang is extremely powerful, and I am willing to bow down."

   It’s just a look of unwillingness on his face, this time he lost,

   It was not only himself who lost, but also the face of the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

   It was predictable that after returning, the suzerain would definitely not spare him.

   Who told him not to take care of these disciples brought out, causing trouble for no reason.

  After that, he took out five bottles of Qingling Pill from his arms and threw them to Zhang Jing.

   "I'm willing to bet and admit defeat. I only bring these now. Tomorrow I will personally send the rest of the Qingling Pill to Mr. Zhang's house."

   Zhang Jing smiled slightly, but in Gongsun Bai's eyes, this smile was more like a mockery.

   "Let's go," Gongsun Bai ordered, glancing at the disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect beside him.

   It is ridiculous to continue to stay here now.

  I have already lost enough face,

  He just wants to find a place to recover from his injury.

   "Let's go, let's go, it's over."

   "Yeah, yeah, there is no good show."

   "From today onwards, Zhang Jing of this town's Wusi may have become famous in the Jianghu."

   "Besides, he still made his name by stepping on the Qingcheng Sword Sect," someone added next to him.

  The disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect all lowered their heads at this moment, preparing to follow Gongsun Bai to leave.

   "Wait," came Zhang Jing's faint voice, and stopped Gongsun Bai.

  Hearing Zhang Jing's voice, Gongsun Bai turned around, narrowed his eyes and said:

   "Master Zhang, is there anything else?"

   "I just made an agreement with you that you can take them away only after you win, but you lost now," Zhang Jing's mouth curled up slightly.

   "So, if you want to take them away, you have to add another ten bottles of Qingling Pill."

   Zhang Jing did not open his mouth like a lion, not because he suddenly became merciful, but because he asked too much. I am afraid that Gongsun Bai might give up these disciples.

  Ten bottles, just right.

  Gongsun Bai glared at Zhang Jing with humiliation and anger in his eyes.

   Unexpectedly, Zhang Jing was so unforgiving that he wanted him to exchange ten more bottles of Qingling Pill.

  Did he think Qingling Dan was Chinese cabbage?

  Zhang Jing and Gongsun Bai looked at each other without showing any weakness.

   How can such a little benefit be enough to pass the beggar?

   VIPs can. Need to add money!

  As for Gongsun Bai, his subordinates are just defeated, and he couldn't beat himself in his prime, let alone in the state of serious injury now.

   Zhang Jing can suppress with just one hand.

  As long as Gongsun Bai dares to do something, Zhang Jing will immediately take him down and send him to the prison of Zhenwusi.

  The atmosphere in the arena suddenly became strange, and the audience who originally wanted to leave stopped at this moment.

   "Don't go, it seems something is wrong."

   "Could it be possible to fight again?"

   "I can't say for sure, but if there is a fight, I'm afraid all the people from the Qingcheng Sword Sect will have to stay."

   Such comments reached Gongsun Bai's ears, making him even more angry.

  He Qingcheng Sword Sect has sprung up in recent years in the rivers and lakes, and everyone is amazed, when did he suffer such humiliation.

   "The Zhenwu Division is doing business, and the idlers give way!"

  In the strange atmosphere, such a sentence suddenly came out, which made the scene suddenly a little strange.

   Soon, a path was cleared among the crowd, and a team of Zhen Wu Si Wu Wei rushed in.

   Wei Zi Yukong's figure fell to the ground, looked at the situation in the field and smiled,

road:

   "Commander Zhang is really good, it opened Wei's eyes."

   "It's a coincidence that Commander Wei came here," Zhang Jing said lightly.

  When he first arrived, Zhang Jing felt that something was wrong, given the current situation in the capital.

  The people from Wei Chen should have arrived long ago.

  However, strangely enough, no one from the Western Regions was even seen.

   Zhang Jing knew that there was a ghost in it.

   "Hehe," Wei Zi smiled awkwardly, without saying anything.

  Gongsun Bai's heart sank when he saw the people from Zhenwu Division coming.

   "Tomorrow, I will deliver the Qingling Pill to the residence," after saying that, Gongsun Baiqiang supported Yukong and left here.

   Only a group of Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples remained, looking at each other on the spot.

   There was panic in his eyes.

   Then, he turned his gaze to the woman in Fan Chong's hand.

  The eyes are full of anger, wishing to kill her.

  If it weren't for this woman's speech without going through her brain, how would they have the current scene?

   And the fainted Xia Luo and the others were also thrown directly to the ground.

   And this guy smiled for Junior Sister Bo, and actually involved them.

  They really hate this guy Xia Luo now.

   Zhang Jing looked at Gongsun Bai's leaving figure, his eyes narrowed.

   "Master Zhang, I will send someone to help you bring back these disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect," Wei Chan said with a smile.

   "No need, I just happened to be going to the Imperial City Department," Zhang Jing cupped his hands.

   "Since that's the case, Commander Zhang can take care of himself," Wei Chan waved his hand, and the guards quickly retreated.

   "Commander Zhang, see you next time we have a chance," Wei Chan cupped his hands.

   "Okay," Zhang Jing also cupped his hands.

   After finishing speaking, Wei Chen left here directly.

  The onlookers also dispersed at this time, and it was meaningless to watch them crowding around here if there was no excitement.

   "My lord," Zhang Ye rushed here with his people at this time.

   "Take care of this place," Zhang Jing raised his chin facing the destroyed house.

  The commander of other chapters is not short of this money, there is no need to let those people suffer losses.

   "Yes, this subordinate understands," Zhang Ye arched his hands.

   "Take them to prison, whoever dares to resist, will be killed without mercy!"

   Zhang Jing gave an order.

   "Yes, the subordinate obeys."

   "Subordinates obey."

  The Qingcheng Sword Sect disciples hurriedly lowered their heads.

  Looking at this person's behavior style, he can really do such a thing.

  On the way to Zhenwusi, Xia Luo finally woke up.

   "What's going on here?" Xia Luo looked at the two people supporting her, and turned to the juniors and sisters beside her.

   Now he only remembers meeting Zhang Jing, and then, without saying a few words, a sword light was aimed at him.

Then,

   Then there is no more then.

  The only impression before passing out was a red light.

   "Hiss," Xia Luo gasped.

   There was a piercing pain in his chest.

  Xia Luo estimated that at least a few ribs were broken.

   Otherwise, it wouldn’t be so painful,

   A strike from a congenital master turned out to be so terrifying!

   "It's not because you shot at Zhang Jing's men that this scene was created."

   "Yes, yes."

  The disciples of the Qingcheng faction complained.

   "Don't worry, Uncle Gongsun will come to rescue us, and the people from Zhenwu Division dare not do anything to us." Hearing the complaints from his juniors, Xia Luo seemed quite confident.

   "Uncle Master has come," one person said with some frustration.

  They also had confidence in the uncle before, but unfortunately, Zhang Jing personally shattered their confidence.

   "What, it's already here? Then how could we." Xia Luo's eyes were full of astonishment.

   "Uncle Gongsun lost to Zhang Jing," the man whispered.

   "What, this. This is impossible," Xia Luo's eyes were full of disbelief.

  Who is Uncle Gongsun?

  That is one of the three elders of their Qingcheng Sword Sect, and they are especially good at attacking.

   With the Qingcheng Dao sword in one hand, Dang Xianxian is no match at all.

  How could it be defeated by a mere Zhang Jing?

  How long did it take Zhang Jing to break through innate?

   "Impossible, this is impossible," Xia Luo murmured.

  He couldn't accept this fact at all, but, looking at them now, even if they didn't accept it, there was nothing they could do.

   "Master, how is Master?" After a long time, Xia Luo asked in a low voice.

   "After the master uncle lost in the fight, he left."

   "Then, what shall we do?" Xia Luo panicked.

   No, just like that, was given up by the uncle, right?

   "Zhang Jing asked Master Uncle to exchange us with ten bottles of Qingling Pill."

   "That's okay, that's okay," Xia Luo said happily, but soon his face seemed to be thinking of something, and it turned into worry again.

   You must know that what happened this time was caused by him.

  The persecuted sect lost ten bottles of Qingling Pill, and lost all face.

  After going back, Uncle Gongsun will never let him go easily.

   "What are you talking about," someone next to him scolded.

  Zhangfu,

  Zhang Jingjiang held a piece of information bought from Bai Xiaosheng in his hand.

  The information above is from the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

  After what happened this time, Zhang Jing and Qingcheng Sword Sect will never be able to be good again.

   Therefore, Zhang Jing is not going to let them go.

  He wants the Qingling Pill, and he also wants the lives of the disciples of the Qingcheng Sword Sect!

   "Zhang Ye," Zhang Jing whispered.

   "My lord," Zhang Ye walked up to Zhang Jing and bowed slightly.

   "Go and prepare a sword from Tiejianmen, remember, only the tip of the sword is required," Zhang Jing ordered in a low voice.

   "Yes, this subordinate understands," Zhang Ye cupped his hands, and then withdrew from the courtyard.

  The corners of Zhang Jing's mouth curled up slightly, and the information clearly introduced the grievances and resentments between Tie Jianmen and Qingcheng Sword Sect.

  Tie Jianmen wants to stabilize its position, but Qingcheng Sword Sect wants to replace it.

  In the past two years, Qingcheng Sword Sect and Tie Jianmen have often fought against each other.

  The two sides have now become enemies.

   And this is exactly what Zhang Jing can use.

  Zhenwusi is not afraid of the Qingcheng Sword Sect because Zhenwusi has this strength.

  However, Zhang Jing did not, he belonged to Zhenwusi, but Zhenwusi did not belong to him.

   It is impossible for Zhang Jing to stay in Shangjing forever, but once he leaves the city, he may be retaliated by the Qingcheng Sword Sect.

  So, what Zhang Jing has to do now is to bring disaster to the east.

   Let them set their eyes on Tie Jianmen.

   Let the Qingcheng Sword Party delay his revenge, giving him enough time to increase his strength.

   Not much, half a year is enough.

  With Zhang Jing's method, he will definitely be able to get enough resources to improve his strength within half a year.

   After the golden core is obtained, it is not certain who will trouble whom.

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Good night!

  (end of this chapter)