The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, becoming a disciple of Yue Buqun

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To her surprise, Jiang Ning's reaction speed exceeded her expectations. Every attack she launched was blocked by Jiang Ning's longsword. Her offensive seemed fierce, but in fact, it did not harm Jiang Ning in the slightest.

After two years of battles, both large and small, and with his training in the Innate Skill, Jiang Ning's physical and neurological reaction speed had reached an abnormal level. Even if the opponent's attack speed was very fast, his body could always react instinctively. Moreover, Ren Yingying's attack speed was not so fast that he couldn't see it clearly.

when!

It was another predictable clash of weapons, and Ren Yingying still couldn't hurt Jiang Ning at all.

Jiang Ning swung his sword to deflect the opponent's short sword, then leaped into the air and delivered a side kick. Ren Yingying blocked with one hand, then retreated five or six steps in the next second.

Ren Yingying's chest rose and fell slightly, her breathing became slightly rapid, and she looked at Jiang Ning with a solemn expression. Her left hand was trembling slightly.

Jiang Ning's kick just now made her feel numbness and pain in her left arm.

After delivering that kick, Jiang Ning quickly charged forward.

Ren Yingying turned and ran.

After a brief exchange, Ren Yingying realized that her attacks were useless against Jiang Ning, and understood that she could not kill Jiang Ning, so she stopped fighting.

She is a woman, and naturally weaker than a man. If she cannot quickly defeat the enemy, a protracted war will be very disadvantageous for her.

Seeing that the other party was about to escape again, Jiang Ning lightly touched the ground with his toes and chased after them.

The two chased Ren Yingying for dozens of miles, passing through forests, streams, and plains. Jiang Ning relentlessly pursued her.

During this time, Ren Yingying also tried to turn back, fight back, or launch a sneak attack, but all of them were useless against Jiang Ning.

Having roamed the martial world for so long, Jiang Ning has seen all sorts of tricks, and it would be difficult for his opponent to injure him with these methods.

Do you hate me that much?

The other party chased her for over a hundred miles, showing no sign of letting go. She couldn't fight him off, nor could she shake him off. Ren Yingying was at her wit's end.

Upon hearing her words, Jiang Ning sneered and remained silent, focusing solely on the pursuit.

By this time, the two had chased each other to the edge of a cliff, with a rushing river flowing below.

Ren Yingying had already run to the edge of the cliff. When she turned around, she saw that Jiang Ning was still chasing her not far away.

With no way forward and pursuers behind, Ren Yingying was getting angry and really wanted to turn around and fight back, but she quickly dismissed the idea.

She had exhausted a lot of her energy. Even though her internal strength was not low, running at high speed for so long had taken a toll on her body.

Although the opponent is also exhausted, they are still better off than her. At this moment, the chances of winning against Jiang Ning are too low, and it would be too much of a loss to die here.

Thinking this, Ren Yingying turned her head to look at Jiang Ning, who was getting closer and closer. With a determined heart, she leaped off the edge of the cliff.

Below was a river. She was a good swimmer and wouldn't die if she jumped in. Perhaps the other party would back down when they saw the rushing current.

The moment she jumped, Ren Yingying finally felt a sense of relief, but at the same time, she also felt a sense of humiliation.

She was the Holy Maiden of the Sun Moon Sect, whose tens of thousands of followers were renowned in the martial arts world. She personally commanded a group of experts and had thousands of men under her command. But at this moment, she was being chased and killed in a sorry state by a disciple of Mount Hua. Even during the time when Dongfang Bubai was in power, she had always lived a smooth life and had never been so miserable. Being forced to jump off a cliff, this humiliation ignited a fire in her heart, and at the same time, she sneered.

You could chase me for hundreds of miles, but now that I've jumped off a cliff, you can't possibly chase after me, can you?

Thinking this, Ren Yingying looked at the figure that had chased her to the edge of the cliff. Sure enough, the other person did not chase her down. A cold smile appeared on her face, but it froze immediately.

Jiang Ning glanced at Ren Yingying, who had been forced to jump off the cliff by him, and without thinking, he also jumped down, his body plummeting rapidly.

"I……"

Ren Yingying was dumbfounded, unable to believe it.

Do you really hate her that much?

Even now, she couldn't help but want to curse.

To be honest, she has grown up in the Sun Moon Sect for many years and has met many outstanding men, but they were all terrified by her methods and she looked down on them. She was indifferent to these people and no one would be so devoted to her. In the future, no one will be willing to risk their lives for her like this.

Jiang Ning did it, but she couldn't be happy at all.

This is a deadly demon!

Chapter 150: A 300-mile Chase

Jiang Ning plummeted downwards, and the distance between the two quickly closed.

when!when!when!

The short sword and the long sword swung back and forth, and the two quickly clashed in mid-air.

Ren Yingying flicked her wrist.

call out!

Jiang Ning turned his head, and a hidden weapon grazed past his cheek.

when!

With another downward thrust of his sword, Jiang Ning used the momentum of his fall to twist his body and kick down, aiming for Ren Yingying's abdomen.

Ren Yingying's pupils contracted, and she quickly straightened her chest and sucked in her stomach, arching her body.

thump!

thump!

The two splashes of water barely created any ripples in the rushing current.

Ren Yingying quickly surfaced from the water without hesitation, swimming with the current. She would occasionally glance back at Jiang Ning behind her and noticed that although Jiang Ning was also swimming towards her, he was moving slower.

Wow!

The current grew increasingly rapid, and ahead was another break in the flow. The water cascaded down from the break, forming a waterfall, below which lay a deep pool.

Ren Yingying followed the current downstream, her body falling into the pool below.

thump!

Another splash of water was heard.

Ren Yingying's body quickly rose from the water and swam towards the shore. Not far away, a splash was heard.

After swimming to the shore, Ren Yingying looked back once more, her teeth clenched, and the next second she turned around and continued to run away.

call out!call out!call out!

Three crescent-shaped sword energies swept in in a V-shape, aiming at Ren Yingying's nape and shoulders.

Ren Yingying, who was running at high speed, heard the noise behind her. Without turning her head, she leaned forward, touched the ground with her toes, and leaped into the air, spinning around. Three sword energies grazed past her body.

After dodging the attack, Ren Yingying landed and continued her escape.

Looking behind her, Ren Yingying saw that Jiang Ning was still hot on her heels, and she could even see the murderous intent surging in his eyes.

madman!

Ren Yingying cursed under her breath.

Her long, wet hair clung tightly to her scalp, and dense water droplets appeared on Ren Yingying's forehead, her face flushed.

The chase between the two had reached this point, and the physical exertion was a considerable burden for both of them. However, neither Jiang Ning nor Ren Yingying stopped. Now it was a matter of who would give up first.

Ren Yingying wanted to stop, but with a vengeful Yama following behind her, she couldn't stop.

Jiang Ning's idea was simple: even if he couldn't kill Ren Yingying this time, he would still cut off two pieces of her flesh.

Ren Yingying's strength is actually not weak, and the gap between her and Jiang Ning is not that big; it's just that the two have different focuses.

Ren Yingying is a woman, so she is a little weaker. She usually focuses on speed and attack speed in her training, making her a top-notch assassin.

Jiang Ning is different. His innate skill has given him strong physical qualities and internal strength. He has strong explosive power, but he is also good at fighting a protracted battle. He is the type who gets stronger the longer he fights. As long as Ren Yingying cannot defeat Jiang Ning in a short period of time, she will have no way to deal with him later.

Ren Yingying glanced again at Jiang Ning, who was closing in on her.

madman!

Ren Yingying cursed inwardly again, then sped up and fled for her life.

……

Hanzhong Prefecture.

"Sixth Martial Uncle, where did my master go? Why hasn't he come back yet?"

Inside the inn, Liu Zhao questioned Lu Dayou, her face full of worry.

"This...I don't know either."

Lu Dayou also looked helpless.

Two days have passed, and Jiang Ning hasn't sent a single letter. He even went out of the city to search, but couldn't find a trace. He had no choice but to wait in Hanzhong Prefecture.

"Hey."

Lu Dayou sighed and then said to Liu Zhao, "Your master may not be back for a while. Let's wait another day. If he still hasn't returned, we'll go back to Mount Hua."

Waiting like this isn't a solution; we need to go back and call for reinforcements.

As he spoke, Lu Dayou looked at the sword on the table, which was Jiang Ning's personal sword.

When Jiang Ning attacked Ren Yingying, he borrowed her sword. He was a little puzzled as to why Jiang Ning didn't use his own sword. Out of curiosity, he drew Jiang Ning's sword but was shocked by the marks on it. It was covered with dents and chips.

Lu Dayou was speechless with astonishment. He could hardly imagine what kind of difficult battle Jiang Ning had encountered on his trip to Sichuan that had led to his sword being reduced to such a miserable state.

He asked Liu Zhao, but Liu Zhao didn't know either. The more Lu Dayou thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. The next morning, unable to wait for Jiang Ning to return, he took Liu Zhao back to Mount Hua.

……

Willow branches on the moon.

The desolate woods were very quiet, with scattered moonlight filtering through the gaps in the leaves.

rustle.

rustle.

The shadows of the trees swayed, and a figure walked through the forest, the long sword in his hand gleaming coldly.

far away.

Ren Yingying hid in the bushes, her left arm bleeding profusely. A sword wound extended from her elbow to her wrist, a result of Jiang Ning's carelessness injuring her.

Today is the third day. The other party has chased her for three hundred miles and still hasn't given up.

Having been hunted for so long, she finally understood why Jiang Ning was relentlessly pursuing her; it must have been revealed by those useless people she had sent.

Incompetent bungler!

Ren Yingying felt a surge of resentment, but was also taken aback by Jiang Ning's strong desire for revenge.

She retracted her previous assessment of Jiang Ning.

The other person wasn't an idiot, but a madman, a complete and utter madman.

A madman is not scary, but a calm and obsessive madman is.

Ren Yingying hadn't slept for three days and three nights, but she wasn't sleepy at all. She couldn't sleep, dared not sleep, and dared not let her guard down. If she showed the slightest weakness, the living Yama on the other side would immediately rush up and kill her.

Her physical strength was almost exhausted by the second day, but her strong desire to live has kept her going until now.

Ren Yingying lay prone on the ground, her face pale, trying her best to keep her breathing low, afraid that the living devil would hear her.

Pfft!

Pfft!

Ren Yingying's pupils dilated, and she lay motionless on the ground, her blood rushing through her body, her heart beating at an abnormally high rate.

Now, she is not sleepy at all; on the contrary, she feels unusually excited.

Click~

Ren Yingying's hand accidentally touched the broken leaves on the ground, making a slight cracking sound. The next second, a sword aura swept towards her.

Ren Yingying cursed under her breath, then got up and dragged her exhausted body to escape, glancing back at Jiang Ning's position from time to time.

The other party seemed like a vengeful ghost leaping through the darkness, and this suffocating sense of oppression made her feel extremely depressed.

Now she no longer cursed angrily; she kept her lips tightly closed and adjusted her breathing to avoid further exhaustion.

As night fell, Jiang Ning's figure leaped through the darkness, his cold eyes filled with a chilling ferocity.

In fact, he was also very physically exhausted by this point, but he was not satisfied with letting Ren Yingying go so easily.