Chapter 404 Acting (Subscription Request)

Watching his boss being killed in front of him, Jia Huan was shocked, but his heart was neither happy nor sad.

I didn't expect this guy to be killed so suddenly!

He didn't have the obsession to kill this guy himself, as long as he was dead.

"Master!"

He roared with his eyes about to burst, but his body subconsciously stepped back, the bamboo pole in his hand made a defensive posture, and his eyes looked vigilantly at the opposite woods.

"Brother Liu, there is another two-bag disciple of the Beggar Gang here!"

At this time, two figures leaped from the treetops like floating clouds and landed lightly in front of Jia Huan. In fact, the speed was quite amazing, and it only took about a breath of time.

A closer look showed that both of them were young warriors in their twenties, one of them holding a standard long sword of the Hengshan School, and wearing the standard tight clothes of the Hengshan School.

The leader was a young man with a heroic appearance, but not tall, and exuding a sense of wealth.

The young man who followed him had a long face and a pair of extremely sharp eyes. He was staring at Jia Huan with a bad face and said, "Senior Brother Liu, this little beggar just called that evil thief Xiangzhu. It's obvious that they are in the same group. Just kill him!"

"How dare you!"

Jia Huan shouted angrily, and stepped back repeatedly, but the bamboo pole in his hand suddenly stabbed out.

He also shouted harshly: "The two Hengshan disciples are so bold that they dared to kill the Beggar Gang Xiangzhu in the Beggar Gang's territory. Do you really think that the Beggar Gang has no one?"

"Little bastard, you are the only one who talks too much!"

The long-faced young man of the Hengshan Sect had cold eyes, and the long sword in his hand turned into a series of afterimages, like a heavy rain whistling down, and his body suddenly flew forward with the sword.

Ding Ding Ding...

The sword shadows and the bamboo poles intertwined, making a series of crisp vibrations.

Jia Huan only felt a powerful recoil force coming from the bamboo pole. His whole body shook slightly uncontrollably, resisting most of the recoil force from the bamboo pole. His body retreated repeatedly on the soft ground, leaving footprints of varying depths.

A trace of blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth. Are you doing a full show?

He instantly understood the strength of his opponent, the powerful character in the hands of a third-rate master!

After all, the bamboo pole in his hand was not a powerful weapon, and it had not been treated with any secret method. It could not withstand the torment of the stainless steel sword, and turned into pieces of fluffy bamboo silk with a clanking sound.

However, large pieces of extremely tough bamboo silk are flying all over the sky and blowing in the wind. It is actually more troublesome than a simple bamboo pole. If you accidentally touch it, it is not a joke.

Even the powerful power from the fine steel sword could not continue to spread along the bamboo pole.

"Is this Taizu's stick technique?"

The short and heroic young man next to him originally wanted to stop his companions from killing recklessly, but the scene that happened next made him widen his eyes with an incredulous look on his face.

Taizu's stick technique is just a martial art that evolved from the marksmanship in the army. It is quite powerful and explosive. Why did it become as soft as silk in the hands of the Beggar Clan disciples in front of me?

It is really unimaginable that the Beggar Clan disciple in front of him has no internal strength, but he can fight on a equal footing with Junior Brother Lu by relying on the simple Taizu stick technique.

However, the Beggar Clan disciples in front of them had no internal strength and could not hold on for long.

Sure enough, within a moment Jia Huan had already retreated again and again, and the blood stains at the corners of his mouth never stopped, and even dyed the ragged skirt of his clothes into a dazzling red, and he was about to be defeated before he saw it.

"Little bastard, you know how powerful it is now, it's too late!"

Junior Brother Lu from the Hengshan Sect had a ferocious look on his face, and he was already angry.

To think that he, a dignified elite disciple of the Hengshan Sect, could not easily take down even a mere two-bag disciple of the Beggar Clan. If word spread, how could he still have the nerve to hang out in the world?

Thinking about this, the offensive that was originally slowed down suddenly became extremely fierce due to strong internal strength.

The short heroic young man frowned slightly and wanted to say something, but in the end nothing came out.

It wasn't that he had any thoughts of cherishing his talent, but Jia Huan's martial arts skills made him suspect that Jia Huan was a younger disciple carefully trained by the Beggar Clan.

If Jia Huan is killed in the territory of the Beggar Clan, it is likely to cause strong dissatisfaction with the Beggar Clan, and may even lead to a direct confrontation with the Hengshan Sect.

Although the Hengshan Sect was not afraid of the Beggars' Sect at this time, they did not want to become enemies with the Beggars' Sect directly because of such a small matter.

"Ahem, come if you have the guts, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Half of the bamboo pole in Jia Huan's hand had turned into soft bamboo strips. Under his control, it was like flying catkins in the sky, which gradually dissipated the power of the attacking fine steel sword, and finally completely eliminated it.

At the same time, his figure had successfully retreated into the woods.

At this moment, a chaotic sound of footsteps approached quickly outside the grove.

At the same time, there were chaotic voices: "Hurry up, don't keep the incense master waiting for a long time!"

"Hey, you dare to hurt the incense master of the Beggars' Sect on our Beggars' Sect's territory, you are so bold!"

"I saw carefully, those two guys seem to be disciples of the Hengshan Sect!"

"So what, this is our Beggars' Sect's territory!"

"..."

Jia Huan fell backwards at the right time, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

And at this time, more than a dozen adult beggars holding bamboo poles rushed out of the woods.

Junior Brother Lu from Hengshan, who was about to give Jia Huan a fatal blow, was stunned by the sudden change. It was too late for him to continue to be ruthless.

"Stop it, Junior Brother Lu!"

The short and heroic young man spoke at the right time, and came to Junior Brother Lu in a flash, confronting the unhappy Beggars' Sect disciples directly.

"Are you Liu Zhengfeng from Hengshan Sect, and the two young knights Lu Lianrong?"

The beggars who came in a hurry were naturally Beggars' Sect disciples. The guy in the lead had four bags hanging on his body, and he was an out-and-out four-bag disciple.

Jia Huan knew this guy, of course. He was the right-hand man of the dead ghost Wu Xiangzhu, and was considered the deputy Xiangzhu behind the Huarong Xiangtang. His nickname in the Jianghu was "Snake Catcher" Li Xiao.

Nominally, he and Jia Huan are both small bosses of Huarong Xiangtang, but their actual status is much higher than that of Jia Huan.

This guy's experience in the world is also much higher than Jia Huan's.

Even though he saw Lord Wu Xiang lying in a pool of blood, his life and death unknown, he still kept his patience and asked.

Although there were only two young men across from them, what they were wearing and what they were holding were all Hengshan Sect's standard equipment, so it was impossible not to be cautious.

A person’s name is like a tree’s shadow!

The name of the Hengshan Sect was not just blown, but hard-earned through a hundred years of struggle against the Demonic Cult.

The strength of his elite disciples cannot be underestimated. Although he is angry in his heart, he does not dare to cause trouble to the Beggar Clan easily. The key is to defeat them.

"It's Liu and Junior Brother Lu!"

The young man Liu Zhengfeng spoke loudly, with piercing eyes, and asked: "I wonder what you brothers from the Beggar Clan are doing when you come out of the blue?"

"Hmph, what do the two young heroes from Hengshan want to do by knocking down the incense master of the Beggar Clan's Incense Hall?"

Li Xiao's expression became increasingly unhappy, he pointed at Wu Xiangzhu who had been stabbed to death, and spoke coldly.

"It turns out that this evil thief is the incense owner of the Beggar Clan and deserves to be killed!"

At this time, the long-faced young man Lu Lianrong suddenly spoke and sneered: "I don't think the dignified incense owner of the Beggar Clan actually started the dirty business of intercepting passenger ships on the river and humiliating the wives and daughters of merchants!"

"Don't talk nonsense, Lord Wuxiang is not that kind of person!"

Li Xiao yelled angrily, but his tone made people feel that he was lustful.

"Whether he is such a person, it's not impossible to find out!"

The young man Liu Zhengfeng sneered and said: "We are the first chivalrous people. Now that we have encountered such a thing, how can we stand by and let these evil thieves be killed? How can we let it go?"

"You, you guys..."

Li Xiao's face froze, veins on his forehead throbbed with anger, and he was so depressed that he almost vomited blood.

What else could he do when he met two young men who had just entered the martial arts world, and they were also disciples of Hengshan Sect with high martial arts skills? He couldn't just shout at them to do what was right, right?

He knew better than anyone what kind of person Wu Xiangzhu was!

He had intercepted ships and plundered the weak before, but he just didn't meet the elite disciples of Wuyue Sword Sect who happened to pass by.

But if he wanted to fight with the two Hengshan disciples in front of him for the dead ghost Wu Xiangzhu, that would definitely be impossible. Not only would he not be able to beat them, but there would be endless troubles.

Otherwise, they would have fought shoulder to shoulder by now.

"But the one you killed was my Beggar Gang Xiangzhu after all. What do you think we should do?"

Li Xiao asked directly: "You have to give an explanation!"

At the moment, he just wanted a step down the slope. As for the matter of Wu Xiangzhu, it was not something that a mere four-bag disciple like him could handle.

"Hmph, if you are dissatisfied, come to Hengshan Sect to confront!"

The young man Liu Zhengfeng sneered repeatedly, pulled the reluctant Lu Lianrong beside him, and shouted coldly: "Let's go, there is no need to talk nonsense with them!"

When he turned around and left, his eyes intentionally or unintentionally swept over Jia Huan who fell motionless.

"Hmph, you got a bargain!"

Lu Lianrong said indignantly, followed the young man Liu Zhengfeng and left the place with a few leaps.

As for whether the Beggars' Sect would cause trouble, they didn't care at all!

Liu Zhengfeng and Lu Lianrong are both outstanding disciples of the new generation of Hengshan Sect, especially Liu Zhengfeng, whose martial arts have reached the second-rate level of the world.

It won't take long. With his talent and improvement speed, it will not be a problem for him to become a first-class master before the age of 30, and Hengshan Sect will naturally protect them.

Not to mention, Liu Zhengfeng and Lu Lianrong are chivalrous and righteous, so they have the right to do so.

"Boss Li, the incense master and this person are dead!"

At this time, the Beggars' Sect disciples who followed Li Xiao hurried out to check on the life and death of the Wuxiang Master and another fierce being. The result is self-evident.

"Take the bodies away!"

Li Xiao ordered, and then turned to look at Jia Huan, who had fallen to the ground and had not stood up, and said: "Brother Jia, you have to explain why you are here?"

"Also, when did Brother Jia's martial arts become so powerful? You have to explain it!"

"I was able to escape from the hands of the elite disciples of Hengshan Sect. I didn't have such confidence!"