The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 97: Thirty Years Old
"Don't be anxious, Senior Sister Dingyi."

Liu Zhengfeng first said something to comfort Master Dingyi, and then looked at Ding Mian steadily.

"Brother Ding, the five great guardians of Songshan Sect have all appeared. Why should all the disciples still hide in the dark? I'm afraid that Liu's family has already fallen into the hands of Songshan Sect."

Ding Mian was already feeling a little hesitant at this time. He felt uneasy that all of Songshan Sect's arrangements had been exposed by Liu Zhengfeng.

But then he changed his mind and realized that he had five great protectors on his side. Even if Liu Zhengfeng, Qu Yang, Tingfeng Jian and Mu Sheng joined forces, they could not be a match for him and his group. He felt relieved again.

"Come out."

At the command, dozens of Songshan disciples appeared from the wall of Liu's mansion. At the same time, a dozen Songshan disciples also appeared in the backyard, escorting Liu Zhengfeng's family.

"Liu Zhengfeng, Alliance Leader Zuo has already found out everything about your friendship with the evil Qu Yang. You are still stalling for time. Are you disregarding the lives of your wife, children and elders?"

“Hahahaha,” Liu Zhengfeng laughed, “What a man who disregards the lives of his wife and children. Senior Brother Ding, there’s no need to go to such great lengths to get me to acknowledge my friendship with Brother Qu Yang.”

"Liu Zhengfeng, you still dare to say that you have not colluded with the evil cult Qu Yang." Fei Bin, the Great Songyang Hand, shouted loudly when he heard Liu Zhengfeng's address to Qu Yang.

"Senior Brother Liu, how could you..." Master Dingyi looked at Liu Zhengfeng with some disappointment.

"Brother Fei, there is no need to rush to convict Liu Zhengfeng. Didn't Alliance Leader Zuo know about my friendship with Brother Qu Yang over music a few years ago? Isn't my disciple Xiong Zhuohui a spy from your Songshan Sect?"

Master Dingyi was silent at this time. There were too many hidden stories here and she didn't know which side to stand on. She followed the example of Yue Buqun and Tianmen Taoist who were standing beside her and watched the show with silence.

"Nonsense, what Xiong Zhuohui, what spy. Liu Zhengfeng, do you think that you can cover up the fact that you are colluding with the Demon Cult by talking nonsense?"

Ding Mian shouted harshly, not daring to let Liu Zhengfeng continue speaking. He waved his hand to signal the disciples who were holding his family hostage to take action and cut the Gordian knot.

Just as Liu Zhengfeng’s wife, children and elders were about to die, a silver light flashed, and all the disciples of Songshan School stood still.

"not good."

"careful."

The five great guardians of Songshan Sect became alert the moment they saw the silver light, and soon noticed something strange happening among the disciples.

"Shi Shi Nephew"

Lu Bai pushed Stenda who was standing beside him, and the latter fell straight to the ground with a bang, and was no longer able to make any sound.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Le Hou looked at the other motionless disciples with some horror, and a terrible thought flashed through his mind.

"What kind of magic is this? You have no experience. My trick is called 30-year-old independence."

I heard the voice before I saw the person. A clear and loud voice came, and then a figure walked out from the back hall.

The man who came was Mu Sheng, wearing a hat of justice and a cloak of seven kills.

"Hahaha, what a great saying of being established at the age of thirty. I wonder if there is any explanation for this."

Liu Zhengfeng smiled brightly. He didn't care at all why his family was held hostage because he knew that with Mu Sheng around, he would never let anything happen to his family.

Yue Buqun and others also looked at Mu Sheng. Those Songshan disciples who were standing stiffly were probably dead. Such hidden weapon techniques were simply horrifying.

The five great bodyguards were also frightened and did not dare to take action for a while, which gave Mu Sheng a chance to explain.

"It means that after I used this move, these thirty people were already dead, but they were still able to stand up. It's called 'Standing at Thirty'."

"Hahaha, what a great age of thirty! Seconds, seconds!"

Liu Zhengfeng had no sympathy for the Songshan disciples who wanted to kill his own family, and laughed heartily.

At this time, his disciples and their families also reacted and gathered together. As they moved, more than a dozen disciples of the Songshan School fell to the ground with a thud.

The rest of the Songshan disciples on the courtyard wall were also knocked down one by one by the curious martial artists, and none of them made a sound.

Seeing this scene, a group of martial artists immediately started discussing.

"Hiss, what a powerful move. You can't even see any wounds at all."

"It should be a hidden weapon like a silver needle. The wound is too small."

"How can such a tiny needle kill a person? Is it highly poisonous?"

The person who spoke quickly moved away from the body of the Songshan disciple, fearing that he would be contaminated by the poison.

"It's not poison, and it's not that poisonous enough to kill someone instantly."

Zhang Jin'ao, deputy leader of the Beggars' Sect, said: "It was the force attached to the silver needle that shattered the internal organs and the brain while sealing the acupuncture points."

"Such a tiny needle, so far away, can also" "."

The martial artists were in an uproar again, looking at the five guardians of Songshan with some gloating. No matter what the real situation was, the Songshan sect had hit a wall.

Ding Mian looked at the five of them being ignored and felt an inexplicable sense of shame and anger.

"Senior Brother Yue, Senior Brother Tianmen, Senior Sister Dingyi, this Tingfeng Jian Musheng has been together with Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang for a long time. The magic this thief just used must be related to Qu Yang's Black Blood Needle."

"I think his identity is related to the Demon Sect. He killed my Songshan disciples in such a cruel way. The Five Mountains Sword Sects are all of the same blood. I ask all the brothers and sisters to help us take down this villain."

Shocked by Mu Sheng's hidden weapon skills, Ding Mian felt that the five big bodyguards were not safe enough and wanted to bring in masters from the other three factions.

"Brother Ding, don't talk nonsense. I've heard of Tingfeng Jian's reputation. He has always hated evil. His punishment of Tian Boguang a few days ago was very satisfying. How could he be a member of the Demon Sect?"

Yue Buqun immediately refused, saying that Yue Lingshan had already told him what happened in Fuzhou City that night. He was a little skeptical at first, but after seeing the move of "Thirty Years Old and Independent", he completely believed it.

How could he easily provoke such a vicious person? Besides, he was sure that there was a traitor in Songshan Sect, after all, there was one in Huashan Sect. In this case, how could he agree to Ding Mian's unreasonable request?

"Indeed, Young Master Mu's treatment of Tian Boguang really pleased me." Tianmen Taoist also agreed.

"Humph, Senior Brother Ding's behavior of killing people's wives, children and elders at will is even more cruel."

Master Dingyi snorted coldly, she did not like the Songshan Sect's overbearing behavior.

"Ding Mian, you don't have to go to so much trouble to sow discord. If you want to kill me, Mu Sheng, I'll give you this chance." Mu Sheng took off the sword from his waist and threw it to Liu Zhengfeng.

"I don't use a sword or hidden weapons, and Senior Liu won't attack me either. It's just me against the five of you."

Mu Sheng walked slowly in front of the five great guardians of Songshan and said contemptuously, "Why, you dare not make a move? Then how can Zuo Lengchan expect you to help him realize his dream of uniting the Five Mountains?"

Many thoughts flashed through Ding Mian's mind quickly. Tingfeng Sword, Tingfeng Sword, his martial arts should be on the sword. Without the sword, and without any hidden weapons, his fists and palm skills might not be that powerful.

More importantly, Ding Mian judged others by himself and did not think that the other party would let them go easily. It would be better to eliminate this disaster while they were arrogant and careless.

The five guardians from Songshan Sect who came this time were named Ding Mian, the Pagoda-Bearing Hand, Fei Bin, the Great Songyang Hand, Lu Bai, the Crane Hand, Le Hou, the Great Yin-Yang Hand, and Zhong Zhen, the Nine-Curved Sword.

Just from the names we can tell that four of them are best at martial arts, so they are sure to win this time.

"Do it!"

With a loud shout, Ding Mian rushed forward first and slapped out with his palm. The force was so strong that the palm wind went straight to Mu Sheng's face.

Fei Bin, Lu Bai, and Le Hou followed closely behind, attacking Mu Sheng from different directions, each using his best skills.

Zhong Zhen, holding a sword, supported from a step behind.

"Good palm power!"

Mu Sheng shouted loudly and blocked the attacks of the four people with a wave of his palms. He was not in a hurry to fight back. He practiced his fist and palm kung fu under the siege of the five great guards of Songshan.

For a moment, palm winds flew everywhere on the field. They were all famous masters in the world. The fight between them attracted everyone's attention.

Mu Sheng felt that he still preferred this kind of fist-and-palm competition. Using a sword always felt like a simple mode of playing games, which lacked the thrill of the game.

After having enough fun and figuring out the moves of several people, Mu Sheng suddenly sped up his attacks.

A punch hit the chest of Fei Bin, the Great Songyang Hand, and his sternum was instantly broken. The broken bones pierced his internal organs.

At the moment when Fei Bin's bones broke, another palm slapped on the forehead of Big Yin-Yang Hand Le Hou, shattering his brain, and white turbid liquid flowed out of his seven orifices.

"Junior Brother Fei!"

"Senior Brother Le!"

Upon seeing this, the other three guards gave up their defense and attacked Mu Sheng frantically, trying to save the two.

Unfortunately for Mu Sheng who had lost interest, their attack was too slow. He raised his palm and hit Lu Bai's chin. The force of the palm pierced his head and he fell backwards without a sound.

The other hand formed a claw and grabbed Ding Mian's neck, breaking his neck with one hand, and half of his neck was torn off.

Ding Mian covered his bloody neck with his hands. After his chest rose and fell a few times, he fell to the ground powerlessly and was motionless.

Then he clapped his hands on both sides of Zhong Zhen's head, and the huge force almost popped his eyeballs out.

Then he wiped his hands on him, and after a light push, Zhong Zhen's body fell straight back like a golden mountain or a jade pillar.

Mu Sheng then turned around and looked at Yue Buqun, Master Dingyi and others with a bright smile.

　Second update, working hard!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)