Chapter 287 Ning Family Ship

Chapter 287 Ning Family Ship

Chapter 287 Ning Family Ship
When it comes to martial arts in the martial arts world, it all depends on the person himself. Even if one has a temporary advantage by relying on external weapons, it will sooner or later disappear in the mist of time.

More than a hundred years ago, the "Buddha's Wrathful Lotus" of the Tang Clan of Bashu in the south and the Peacock Feather of the Qiu Clan in the north were both powerful weapons that could seize the good fortune of heaven and earth. They dominated the martial arts world at that time and were extremely glorious. Where can they be found now? They have fallen into such decline that it is not even known whether any descendants still exist.

However, the Sun and Moon Sect and the Five Mountains Sword Sect, which inherited the martial arts of their sects, have continued to exist. Shaolin and Wudang, known as the ancestral home of Buddhism and Taoism, have cultivated generations of masters through their Sutra Repository and have always occupied an important position in the martial arts world.

Having said that, every time an ownerless magical weapon appears in the world, it will also cause a bloody storm.

"Go to hell, kid!"

Although Mu Gaofeng's Panlong crutch could not be considered a magical weapon, it was also his exclusive weapon that he had paid a large sum of money to a master craftsman to make.

That 'Moon Blade' was even mixed with meteorite iron, so its edge was usually hidden and it looked pitch black, but it could bring about a surprise victory at the critical moment and kill the enemy in one move. Many masters whose martial arts were stronger than the Mingtu in the northern border had suffered losses from it, with some suffering serious injuries and defeat, and others being beheaded.

"What a sinister hunchback!"

When the other party pointed the green dragon holding the moon at himself, Zhang Yu already realized that something was wrong.

"Let's see who dies first!"

Almost at the same time when Mu Gaofeng pressed the trigger and released the "Moon Blade", Zhang Yu shot out the scorpion tail golden needle that had been hidden between his fingers in an "armor-piercing" manner, but the usually alert Saibei Mingtu did not notice it at all.

"The ghost of the northern frontier, you have committed many evil deeds. The orthodox people cannot take you in, so I will take you in."

Mu Gaofeng didn't expect that when he aimed "Green Dragon Holding the Moon" at the opponent's vital point, the ordinary green bamboo boat pole, while competing with the Panlong crutch, also quietly changed direction and aimed at his own heart.

One blade and one needle, one light and one dark.

One is slow, the other is fast; one is behind, the other is ahead.

"Whoosh!"

When the golden light was about to shoot out from the oar, Mu Gaofeng realized something was wrong. He was suddenly wide-eyed and frightened. The golden needle was already within reach. Death had never been so close before...

"This person actually has such a mind and such a calculation!"

No matter how advanced his martial arts skills are, he is still a mortal. At such a close distance and such a fast speed, it would be extremely difficult for him to escape.

"The camel in the northern frontier is deaf and blind. It has no intelligence and no understanding. It will become a dead camel today!"

Zhang Yu had already used the force of the force to break the bottom of the boat and stepped on the sides of the boat. He could have abandoned the pole and escaped at any time, but in order to confuse Mu Gaofeng and ensure that the scorpion-tailed golden needle with the mission would not lose its aim in the bamboo pole, he calculated the time and waited until the last moment before abandoning the long pole and jumping into the large hole in the boat that was flooded with water.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, wood chips flew everywhere, and the canoe was cut into two pieces by the moon blade.

"Where have people gone?"

The sightseeing boats on the lake that were watching the fight were several hundred steps away, so they couldn't see it very clearly. They could only vaguely see that when a hidden weapon came out from the hunchbacked old man's walking stick and was about to hit the young man, the opponent seemed to disappear out of thin air.

"Brother Xu, you have sharp eyes and can see far. Were you shot?"

"It must have been hit by a hidden weapon, and it was probably cut in two, and the boat sank to the bottom of the water. It's a wise old man!"

Several small boats on the lake were moored together. They spoke in Nanchang accent. They were all wearing long robes and scholar's caps, and it seemed that they knew each other.

"That can't be said. That young man fought hard and didn't lose. It's just that he was too kind-hearted, so he fell into the trap of the old hunchback. It can only be said that he lacks experience in the martial arts world, but it cannot be said that he is inferior in skills."

"Brother Gao, what you said makes sense. No wonder some people say that hunchbacks are the most poisonous."

The old scholar shook his head and said, "Fighting and killing are ultimately the rage of common people. Reading the books of sages..."

As they were talking, a ship with a green bird painted on its sail passed by. Huge splashes of water splashed all over everyone, and the food and wine were ruined. These scholars with honors were about to get angry, but suddenly they saw the flag on the ship and shut up.

On this side, Mu Gaofeng was hit by the scorpion tail golden needle that Zhang Yu activated with the "armor-breaking style". The true energy in his chest was churning, and his face immediately turned pale, without a trace of blood. He stood blankly on the top of the black boat, staring at the seemingly calm water surface, and saw a few strands of blood rising in the water.

"Perhaps the Moon Blade shot that kid underwater, causing him to sink to the bottom of the lake..."

This is of course the best outcome. Otherwise, Mu Gaofeng would have been seriously injured by now. If he could not stand up, he would have used up a lot of strength and faced Zhang Yu in his prime. He would have been dead. "That should be it."

As time passed, Mu Gaofeng's doubts faded away and he breathed a sigh of relief. He planned to go down to the cabin to take care of the extremely serious injury on his chest.

He is a wandering wanderer in the world. Since his debut, he has neither attached himself to the evil sect nor been close to the orthodox religion. He behaves eccentrically and has made countless enemies, but he can still live to this day. Naturally, he has some life-saving methods hidden in his heart. As long as he is still alive, he will have a way.

At this time.

"boom!"

With a splash of water behind him, Zhang Yu jumped out from the bottom of the lake, stepped on the water surface, flew three meters high, and landed on the roof of the black boat. Mu Gaofeng turned around, his heart trembling, when he saw the face that he didn't want to see at this moment.

"You hunchback, you were so cruel!"

Zhang Yu's eyes were sinister and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding. He stretched out both his palms at the same time and placed them on Mu Gaofeng's shoulders, hooking his five fingers to lock his muscles and bones. From a distance, the old and the young were in an ambiguous posture, like a couple ready to hug each other.

"Wait, Master Zhang..."

"We can talk!"

"I'll tell you, the mastermind behind this..."

Mu Gaofeng's face showed extreme fear. He felt his whole body's true energy uncontrollably surging toward his shoulders. His chest was heaving. The golden needle, which was originally half an inch away from his heart, pierced his heart diagonally under the influence of his own true energy. It continued to swing up and down, smashing it into pieces...

Mu Gaofeng no longer begged for mercy.

Saibei Mingtu, since he is called "Ming", at least he will not do meaningless things.

The internal strength accumulated over decades was absorbed by Zhang Yu like a river.

"How hateful it is to weave gold thread every year to make wedding dresses for others."

When he was young, he lived outside the Great Wall. There was a Hu girl who never disliked his hunchback. The two of them herded sheep and horses on the grassland, watching the golden sun rise and set at the end of the green, and imagining the future.

The girl's brother asked for a cow, a sheep and a horse as a betrothal gift.

It’s not considered an outrageous price in that tribe.

The young man was penniless and followed the caravan around, suffering from hardships and cold stares. It took him three years to save enough money. When he returned to the frontier, he heard that his tribe had suffered a disaster and the Hu girl had been sold far away.

From then on, the hunchbacked boy gradually became the famous camel in the northern frontier.

"boom!"

The Panlong crutch slipped out of his hand and fell into the cabin.

"Boom!"

Zhang Yu used up his last bit of strength, crushed Mu Gaofeng's throat, threw him into the lake, and watched him slowly sink to the bottom of the water.

"It is not an injustice for you to die at Zhang's hands."

Zhang Yu jumped from the roof to the bow of the boat, but he staggered and almost fell.

He was careless after all.

The 'Green Dragon Holding the Moon' attack came at an extremely fast speed, and despite being blocked by the canoe and the lake water, it still hit his chest. Fortunately, it was only the back of the blade.

"Uproar..."

A sound of splashing water was heard on the lake.

Zhang Yu looked back and saw the ship with the "Ning" flag coming towards them.

(End of this chapter)