Chapter 249: The Northern Camel

Chapter 249: The Northern Camel

Chapter 249: The Northern Camel
The setting sun slants across the river, and a few golden threads are entangled in the jade-like green waves.

The sloop was parked far away in the middle of the river. The Jade Lion of the Night went up to the sandbar, startling the gulls on the beach, which were chewing the exceptionally green grass in big mouthfuls.

"Quack quack!"

This beast had a very sensitive sense of smell and it soon discovered the bird eggs and turtle eggs hidden in the sandbar. It devoured them whole nests in one mouthful, with great relish.

"Clang!"

"Bang~"

In front of the Wadang Ferry, two figures were fighting fiercely, one with a sword and the other with a stick.

Mu Gaofeng did have the capital to be arrogant. He had deep internal strength, a sinister stick, and an endless supply of strange tricks. His chest injury did not seem to be a serious matter. After fighting for fifty or sixty rounds, he mainly focused on attacking, forcing Zhang Yu to retreat to the Minjiang River.

In the banyan tree forest, four eyes were watching the battle at the dock.

"It turned out to be him!"

Even though he was forty or fifty steps away, he still recognized the incredibly handsome face and the purple sword that was as fast as lightning. Thinking of the battle at Feifeng Bridge, where he almost died under the sword, he felt a chill on his forehead.

In a short period of time, his swordsmanship became much more sophisticated.

Laudeno glanced at the girl in blue beside him with a suspicious look.

"Junior sister, you wouldn't have recognized me earlier and followed me here just to try to establish a good relationship with me, right?"

Yue Lingshan said sternly, "Second Senior Brother, how could you think like that! Good and evil cannot coexist. If I were not inferior to him in martial arts, I would have wanted to poke a hundred holes in this evil cultist. What friendship would there be for me?"

"Hehe, Junior Sister is very understanding and righteous. It's really commendable."

Laudeno chuckled, obviously not believing it, and continued to watch the fight.

"He is no match for Mu Tuozi."

When Yue Lingshan heard this, her heart tightened a little. She was silent for a moment, but still couldn't help asking.

"I just heard him say something... Who is the disciple of the Northern Saiming Tuomu Gaofeng? How can he have such amazing martial arts? Second Senior Brother, you are well-informed, but you have never seen this old hunchback before?"

Loude said solemnly, "Junior sister, don't underestimate Mu Lao Hunchback. He seldom travels around the Central Plains. I have only heard of him but never met him. I was so blind that I didn't expect him to come to the South."

"What is his origin?"

"Mu Gaofeng became famous very early, and he is considered a contemporary figure like Master. He made many enemies in the Central Plains, so he traveled to the Western Regions. For some unknown reason, he developed a poison skill, and after returning, he killed all his enemies. People in the righteous way despised his actions, but ordinary people could do nothing to him."

When Yue Lingshan heard what Lao Denuo said about the old hunchback being so cruel, she frowned slightly and couldn't help but feel worried.

The Panlong crutch came at him, and Zhang Yu used the "Resisting a Thousand-pound Strength" move, holding the Ziwei Sword upside down with both hands and striking upwards.

"Mutuozi, you can't do anything to me, and I can't do anything to you, so how about we just stop fighting now?"

Mu Gaofeng smiled and said, "Okay, you put away your sword first, and the old hunchback will turn around and leave."

Zhang Yu angrily said, "You son of a bitch! Do you think I'm a three-year-old kid?"

He stabbed out several times with the sword, and several purple lights flashed in the air, and fell towards Mu Gaofeng, but were broken one by one by the Panlong Crutch. Zhang Yu's Five Mountains Sword Techniques were endless, but they were broad but not profound, and profound but difficult to produce charm. The opponent had been in the martial arts world for decades, fought countless fierce battles, and was used to countering each move.

After another thirty rounds, the two sides won and lost alternately. Zhang Yu was hit on the shoulder by two crutches, and Mu Gaofeng's leg was pierced by the purple sword, leaving a bloody hole.

This old hunchback is very tenacious and is determined to determine the winner.

Zhang Yu was not afraid of Mu Gaofeng at first, but his six senses were extremely sharp, and he had already sensed that there was someone hiding in the banyan tree and watching the fight. If it was just a curious person passing by, it would be fine, but if it was an enemy, who would take advantage of his desperate situation to attack him, he would have nowhere to escape with the river behind him.

Therefore, whenever he made a move, he always left some spare strength in case of any emergency.

"Mr. Mu, you are short of money. I have several thousand taels of silver notes. Just take them. Why do we have to fight to the point of mutual destruction? What if you and I are exhausted and the other party takes advantage? Wouldn't that make us a laughing stock?"

"Humph! Everyone in the martial arts world knows that I, Old Hunchback, will avenge my grudges."

"You stabbed me hard with your sword. If I can't leave some melons on your body, I, the hunchback, will be laughed at by the world. Who will respect the signboard of 'Saibei Mingtu' in the future?"

"How are you going?"

Mu Gaofeng kept the crutch in his hand and sneered, "It's simple. Just stand still and let me, the hunchback, hit you with the crutch. Life and death will be determined by fate, and all grudges will be cleared."

"Dream on!" Zhang Yu was extremely angry. This evil hunchback was like taffy. Once he got stuck, he couldn't get rid of him. Nothing he said would work.

"What else is there to say? I have killed countless people with my Thirty-Six Moves of the Panlong Staff Technique. I don't believe that I can't take away your soul."

Mu Gaofeng's walking stick flew like raindrops, leaving afterimages in the air. If someone was hit by the stick, the worst case scenario was that their skin was torn and their bones were broken, and the worst case was that they died on the spot.

No matter who is hiding in the banyan forest, we must first pass this hurdle.

Zhang Yu swung his sword with all his strength, purple light leaped, and sword energy surged towards the Panlong crutch like a waterfall.

"Good boy! You dare to hold back when fighting with a hunchback!"

Mu Gaofeng's hands holding the crutch shook violently. He took two steps back to relieve the force.

"White rainbow penetrates the sun!"

Zhang Yu seized the opportunity and stabbed Mu Gaofeng's left chest with another sword.

He just didn't believe that the sword he had set up in ambush had stabbed him so deeply that Mu Gaofeng was really unharmed. Or did he use a secret method to temporarily seal the injury and pretend to be strong.

"not good!"

Mu Gaofeng saw his move and understood what was going on instantly. He quickly put the Panlong crutch in front of his chest to block, intending to hold the purple sword, and at the same time kicked the opponent in the abdomen, vowing to force Zhang Yu to retreat.

"puff!"

Seeing this, Zhang Yu became more convinced of his guess.

He took the kick and swallowed the fishy and sweet taste that kept rising in his throat. He continued to stab with the sword without reducing its edge.

With a 'dang' sound, the tip of the sword was blocked by the Panlong crutch.

"Unfortunately, you were just one step away."

Mu Gaofeng sneered, but then he couldn't laugh anymore.

Zhang Yu saw the inner energy surging in the meridians of his right arm, and suddenly, an extremely strong suction force came from the tip of the sword which was very close to his chest.

"not good!"

"Go to hell, wooden hunchback!"

Zhang Yu grinned grimly and circulated the Beiming Qi frantically.

Blood spurted out from the sword wound on Mu Gaofeng's left chest like thousands of banyan tree silk threads, dyeing the entire purple sword red.

The Bei Ming Divine Art can not only devour other people's internal energy.

This powerful suction force can also play a key role in a fight, but it consumes a lot of internal energy.

"The magic of attracting stars!"

"Are you Ren Woxing's successor?"

Mu Gaofeng was so frightened that he pushed the Panlong crutch hard and swung away the Ziwei sword. He no longer cared about the face of his seniors in the martial arts world or the sign of Saibei Mingtu, and he turned around and ran away.

"puff!"

Zhang Yu could no longer suppress the pounding in his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He had multiple injuries on his body, and his internal and physical strength were on the verge of exhaustion.

He glanced towards the banyan tree forest, turned around and shouted loudly.

"Mingtu from the northern frontier, you are a cowardly rat. If you have the guts, come back and fight me for another three hundred rounds!"

"You don't dare anymore? Hahaha!"

After laughing, Zhang Yu didn't bother to wipe the blood off his face. He immediately jumped onto the side of the boat, and pointed the long pole towards the dock. The black boat headed towards the center of the river.

(End of this chapter)