Chapter 28: Killing Field (Part 2)
After this heavy blow, Zhang Xuanning's mind went fuzzy. He shouted loudly, and evil energy surged up. He swung his sword and attacked the opponent's gap.
The man never expected that Zhang Xuanning could recover so quickly. Although he tried to use a little force, he still felt a "bang" when the two swords collided, and an extremely strange and vicious internal energy rushed up. He immediately roared, and with a mouthful of blood, he spurted out the attacking internal energy.
At this moment, Zhang Xuanning rushed forward fiercely, and there was a sound of "bang". The man screamed and fell out again. The man who was holding the spear was suddenly startled.
Zhang Xuanning took a breath, turned around, flipped over, and pounced towards Mr. Qian in the air.
"Second brother, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you!" The master holding the spear pounced on him, but no longer cared about Master Qian, and hurried over to check on the knife-wielding man who was vomiting blood. They were not Master Qian's own men, but temporarily invited guests. Of course, they would not risk their lives to fight at this time.
All of these were instantly taken into Zhang Xuanning's mind, and he swung out with two swords, hitting the chests of the two men in front of him.
The two big men immediately gushed blood from their seven orifices and their weapons fell out of their hands.
Evil spirit surged in him, and he had an inner frame. He did not dodge or give way to the enemy's attacks. Wherever his long sword reached, he killed anyone he saw. The dozen or so big men he faced were immediately hacked to death or fell out.
With a loud "bang", it immediately broke through the thin wall of a civilian house and immediately disappeared from the siege. Anyone who rushed in was immediately killed.
As the attack slowed down, Zhang Xuanning suddenly regained his clarity of mind and felt a burning pain all over his body. His internal energy was almost exhausted. Although the evil energy was boiling and could be borrowed, it was not his internal energy after all. Wherever it reached, his meridians began to ache.
But as soon as he had a clear mind, he was immediately overwhelmed by the desire to fight Master Qian. Unconsciously, he crashed into the wall again, broke through a section of the wall, and circled around to rush to a place not far from Master Qian.
Mr. Qian's face finally changed, and everyone was about to rush back with him. Almost at the same time, someone shouted, "Ling Hong, if you don't come, I'll see how you're going to explain to the leader!"
Ling Hong, who was holding his brother, was stunned. Although he was not a subordinate of Mr. Qian, he was a subordinate of Yang Wengan of Jingzhao Lian. At the critical moment, if he allowed this man to kill Mr. Qian, he would not be able to explain.
At this moment, Zhang Xuanning opened his mouth and said, "Boom!"
This attack carried a powerful evil spirit and even some illusions. Everyone around was shocked and unable to move in an instant. Zhang Xuanning pounced forward and slashed at Mr. Qian with a knife.
Mr. Qian was also a second-rate master. Although he was restrained for a while, at this critical moment of life and death, he struggled hard and raised his iron rod to block.
With a "ding" sound, Zhang Xuan Ning tried his best , and the evil spirit surged up wildly. Qian Ye's face turned pale, and a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth. The blood rushed straight to Zhang Xuan Ning's chest. Zhang Xuan Ning did not avoid or dodge. He pulled and retracted the long sword, piercing through Qian Ye's chest. His own chest was hit by the blood, and it was like being hit by a heavy hammer, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.
After killing Master Qian, Zhang Xuanning suddenly felt the evil spirit withdrawn, and his body was empty, with almost no internal energy left. He regained consciousness immediately, but once he realized his own situation, he was frightened out of his wits - in this situation, if he stayed any longer, he would be dead. He rushed into a wall with the determination to kill Master Qian. Two big men happened to meet him, one of them dodged subconsciously in fear, but the other was too late and had to raise his knife to fight.
When the two swords collided, Zhang Xuanning used the force to flip over. The big man took a few steps back, but was stunned, because he did not vomit blood and did not have the strong power as imagined.
The crowd had no time to watch, perhaps subconsciously not wanting to face this terrible enemy, so they all rushed to Mr. Qian's side, but saw blood constantly flowing out of Mr. Qian's mouth, and he was gurgling, wanting to say something, but in the end he said nothing and died.
Seeing that Master Qian was dead, many people present were stunned for a moment . The death of Master Qian, a member of the Lianxing Society, was a major event in Chang'an in recent years. Ling Hong shuddered. The family rules of the Jingzhao Lian were harsh, and he didn't know how to explain it when he returned. Seeing the big man who didn't vomit blood, he immediately realized that Zhang Xuanning was actually at the end of his life.
He was furious and kicked out the other big man who was trying to avoid the fight. The big man was so frustrated that he flew backwards and fell to the ground, dead on the spot.
"Catch up with him, he is almost finished, catch up with him!" Everyone present was experienced, and many of them understood at once. All of a sudden, the morale of each group was high, and they all shouted for people, turned around the alley, and tried to catch up with him.
But when they turned out, they saw that the long street was dark. How could they find anyone?
Lying in a small hole under a bridge, Zhang Xuanning practiced his qigong. The basic energy of the Sun-Changing Method was rapidly healing his injuries , and the three-level basic exercises he had been practicing were slowly refining his true qi bit by bit, exchanging it with his flesh, blood, bones, and internal organs to further refine his physique.
After a fierce battle, Master Qian was killed, and the evil spirit seemed to be temporarily satisfied. They each dived into their own reservoirs. Only then did Zhang Xuanning truly wake up.
"Crazy, completely crazy, how could I be so unwise!" Zhang Xuanning felt that his internal energy had improved again and was growing stronger. He could sense any sound within ten meters around him without having to concentrate his ears and eyes.
However, he did not feel the slightest bit happy about this improvement. Compared with the powerful evil energy in his body, his progress was simply insignificant.
And a great fear arises.
Just now I was facing just a small group, but I didn't know how to advance or retreat, and I was determined to achieve my goal, so I was barely able to survive. If I met a stronger enemy and still acted like this, wouldn't I be dead?
As for being enemies with the Jingzhao League, he didn't care much after he came to his senses. Perhaps it was a local gang that made him more concerned. As for the Jingzhao League, he didn't take it seriously at all.
Being in the imperial capital of Chang'an is the misfortune of the Jingzhao League. There are too many powerful families here, which are related to the lifeblood of the world. Therefore, even if the strength of the Jingzhao League is several times stronger, it cannot take advantage of the situation like other local gangs and seize a county or a city.
On the contrary, under the watchful eyes of the public and with the whole world watching, even if the Jingzhao Alliance had the ability to wield everything, even if there was any collusion between officials and gangs, or even if it had connections with the royal family, it was destined that this group would never have the possibility of rising to the top and could only be used as a tool.
Perhaps in peacetime, the power possessed by the Jingzhao League may be very terrifying, but in troubled times, its stance and position determine that it is just a transitional organization without any great future, and it is not even qualified to participate in the struggle for the world, so there is no need to give it too much thought.
It must be difficult for his evil energy to be digested step by step. Only by constantly concentrating himself and controlling it at the critical moment of life and death can he speed up the refining process. How to choose an environment with a low concentration in reality but enough to stimulate the evil energy is the first problem he is considering now.
The idea of joining the army suddenly came to his mind. Fighting in the army is a huge scene. Killing hundreds of people is nothing. Besides, it is a good opportunity to hone one's skills at the critical moment of life and death. However, with inner armor on, it is difficult for ordinary battles to cause fatal injuries to oneself. Thinking of this, he made a decision immediately.
After thinking for a moment, he had a general plan. He could n't learn from Er Xiaoqiang, who always wandered in the land of life and death, and liked to defeat the strong with the weak, challenging those masters who were higher than them - to be practical, this kind of stimulation was not something normal people would want to have.
"I'm not a cockroach, and I don't want to have a cockroach's life!" He shouted in his heart. Although he knew that this kind of challenge of defeating the strong with the weak was also a very good method, he was unwilling to follow this cockroach path.
After Zhang Xuanning shouted, he quickly took advantage of the situation when the evil spirit was restrained and his mind was clear to concentrate his spirit into his own strange world. Only by quickly honing his soul could he become less and less affected by the evil spirit and one day be able to digest it!
I have to say that the characteristics of the soul that I took over are my greatest asset in getting rid of the control of evil spirits and regaining my clarity. Otherwise, I would have been finished long ago.
At this moment, he finally understood how lucky he was. To have absorbed so much evil energy in one breath, any other person with a body and soul would have had a hard time escaping this disaster. Even someone at the level of the Evil King might not be able to resolve it so easily.
Sure enough, a tough life needs no explanation, but it depends more on luck.
No wonder the powerful Taizu of the court where he belonged in his previous life had a preference for the sentence "Abandoning Nanyang for worry, all the best plans for expeditions to the north and the east. When the time comes, heaven and earth are on the same side, when luck is gone, the hero cannot be free. Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers despise a child, two dynasties have resentment towards Qiao and Zhou. Only the affectionate water under the rock still knows how to flow by the post year after year", especially the sentence "When the time comes, heaven and earth are on the same side, when luck is gone, the hero cannot be free", he circled it several times and could not forget it.
It can be seen that heroes all have this awareness of destiny. Even if they usually shout "my destiny is in my own hands" and even shout "I am trying to compete with heaven and earth", they are deeply suspicious and take it seriously in their hearts, but they just keep it secret.
Only the most foolish and crazy people would take the saying of destiny lightly. Defying the will of heaven and changing one's fate may be the saying of a peerless hero, but it is completely different from not acknowledging destiny at all. It is the difference between a great hero and a moron, and the two cannot be viewed in the same light!
