Volume 4: Blue Dragon Changes the World Chapter 156: Azure Dragon Changes the World, Great Disaster for the World
March 29th is unlucky.
Everything is not right.
Luoyang.
It is spring in the south of the Yangtze River, but the north is still cold with frost and snow.
A sudden snowfall covered the newly emerged green leaves with a thick layer of snow.
However, just as the sky was about to brighten, a rider on a fast horse broke through the morning frost and rushed in from outside the city.
The man on horseback, with frost on his brow and beard, came in the snow and hurried to Tongtuo Lane.
This place has long been the base camp of the "Money Gang", feared by the northern martial arts world, and by both the black and white worlds. It is a powerful and influential group that dominates the world.
The man came panting, and after being informed, he ran into a house and came into a hall as white as jade.
"'One-Handed Divine Ape' Zhu San, meeting the deputy gang leader!"
In the pavilion, a man in yellow stood upright, like a plum blossom in the snow that had not yet withered, or like a silent ancient sword, emitting an intangible chill that penetrated the skin and bones.
The man did not look back. He just stood by the window, looking at the snow outside and the plum blossoms in the snow, and uttered a word concisely.
"speak."
Perhaps it was because he had followed that man for too long that he developed a habit of not liking to sit down. He always liked to stand for everything and was ready to meet the enemy at any time.
"Deputy Gang Leader, the Qinglong Society has taken action."
The messenger was a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. His eyes were bright and he looked like a running monkey. Unfortunately, his arms were born with defects, one long and one short. One hand was slender and the other was like cast iron, with extremely thick joints. His arms were like diamond bones.
The man in yellow turned around and said, "Go on."
Zhu San lowered his eyebrows and eyes and said hurriedly, "There is news from the south that the 'World Alliance' has been seized by the 'Blue Dragon Society', and the leader Li Muchan has fled to the west. In addition, Young Master Yu has issued a secret order that the 365 branch temples will soon carry out the 'Blue Dragon Change of the World' and sweep across the martial arts world."
The man in yellow is of course Jing Wuming.
There was no expression on his face, only a pair of amber eyes emitting a beast-like light, which was strange and extraordinary. Even when he heard that the Azure Dragon Society was about to cause a catastrophe, his expression did not change at all.
Looking at the entire martial arts world today, if Li Xunhuan doesn't come out, who can make him change his color?
Even the flying swordsman remained indifferent.
Jing Wuming stared at Zhu San and sighed, neither sad nor happy: "Li Muchan lost? What a pity."
His tone was somewhat cold, as if this was the only emotion left.
Jing Wuming suddenly asked again: "Anything else?"
Zhu San murmured in a low voice: "Yes!"
Jing Wuming seemed not to have heard clearly: "What did you say?"
Zhu San lowered his head and raised his voice a few notches: "Young Master Yu also said..."
Jing Wuming walked closer.
"He said..." As he spoke, Zhu San's aura suddenly changed, full of murderous intent. He took a step forward, raised his right hand, which seemed to be as strong as diamond, and moved as fast as lightning, pointing a finger at the Tanzhong point on Jing Wuming's heart, "The Great Dragon Chief asked me to send you off."
At the same time, Zhu San's sinister and hideous face was also raised.
With a pointing of his finger, the man's fingers flew around, poking and tapping to seal the nine vital acupoints on Jing Wuming's heart.
Jing Wuming just stood there, but a surging wind had already spread out from his chest, pushing the tables and chairs in the hall aside.
The wooden window shook and frost and snow squeezed in.
There was still no expression on Jing Wuming's face, but his eyes flashed with mockery, sarcasm, and cold murderous intent.
Zhu San's heart began to panic, and he tried to capture a dragon with one hand, opening his mouth wide and grabbing Jing Wuming's throat.
But the next moment, Jing Wuming, who should have been unable to move, raised his left hand.
Zhu San's pupils shrank sharply, as if he was struck by lightning. He quickly slowed down his attack and retreated quickly. At the same time, he took out a golden cylinder from his arms and pulled the trigger.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
In an instant, dozens of golden lights seemed to bloom in the hall and turned into a heavy rain, drowning Jing Wuming in it. Moreover, each ray of light was a hidden arrow, all of which were poisoned.
Jing Wuming raised his left hand and the sword light at the same time.
There was no hand in the empty sleeves, only a short sword hidden deep inside.
This hand was broken more than 20 years ago.
A gray sword light suddenly appeared out of nowhere, and suddenly, all the light disappeared.
"Hmm... the Great Acupuncture Point Shifting Technique?"
Zhu San's face turned red and purple, and he fell down wailing in despair, with a little red in his throat.
Lu Xiaojia rushed in, looked at the corpse on the ground and then at his master. His expression was a little strange, but he seemed to be used to it, as if this kind of thing was not the first time it happened.
"There's news from the south," Lu Xiaojia was about to explain in detail when he suddenly came to his senses and looked at the body at his feet. "Did he tell us?"
Jing Wuming said: "I have said that."
Lu Xiaojia sighed, "Then what should we do next? The Demon Cult's eastward advance has just ended, and the vitality of each party and force has not yet recovered. Their strength has been greatly damaged. The 'Blue Dragon Society' actually chose this time to take action. It's really a headache."
The light in Jing Wuming's eyes became brighter and brighter.
He said slowly, word by word, seriously: "Pass the order down, order the gang members to immediately use Luoyang City as a base and gradually gather together. By the way, pay attention to the reactions of the major families in the city. If there are any spies , kill them without mercy, leaving no one alive... Also, beware of Li Muchan. Before you see his body, this man has not been defeated. He will definitely not attack without a purpose, and..."
Jing Wuming, who used to be very frugal with words, said this in one breath, paused for a moment, and said more seriously: "I see the shadow of that person in him."
That person's shadow?
Lu Xiaojia put away the casual look in his eyes. He knew what Jing Wuming meant. That person was, of course, the old leader of the "Money Gang", Shangguan Jinhong.
Jing Wuming added: "He is retreating in order to advance. His retreat has exposed the ambitions of the 'Green Dragon Society', and the power of the temple as well. Now the 'Green Dragon Society' seems to be the only one in power, but just like the 'Devil Cult' in the past, it has become the target of public criticism, but he can sit on the sidelines and think of countermeasures. He wants to deal with the Green Dragon Society."
Lu Xiaojia was also a little surprised: "But he is injured!"
Jing Wuming put his right hand behind his back and said, "But he is not dead yet... Moreover, the strength he demonstrated during this trip is also to calm people's hearts and intimidate the enemies."
Lu Xiaojia fell silent. He was a killer, and although he was very smart, he was still unable to fully understand the power struggles in the underworld and control people's hearts.
But now he understood.
This kind of person is already feared by the world, and now he has shown his overwhelming strength. If this kind of person doesn't die, who can feel at ease? How dare we feel at ease?
But the people under him will definitely feel at ease.
On the same day, all the factions in the martial arts world took action upon hearing the news.
In a magnificent ancient mansion.
"You actually missed."
In a deserted and elegant study, Bai Yujing stood with his head lowered.
The voice just now came from behind a jade screen not far away.
Although he sounds old, he gives people the illusion of being full of energy and very young, and his voice is extremely clear and gentle.
Outside the study is a plum forest in full bloom, with pavilions and waterside terraces in the forest and mansions connected to the clouds, creating a magnificent scene.
This is definitely not a residence that ordinary people can own. Those who can live here are usually either rich or noble, and they are extremely wealthy and have a lot of money.
The voice said very slowly: "I passed this sword to you not to make you so great. Some things can only be taken back by your own means. Only when you conquer them with your own hands can they belong to you. The 'Blue Dragon Society' was given to him by me. If you can't get it back, it means it doesn't belong to you. Do you understand what I mean?"
Bai Yujing lowered his eyes and shrank slightly, and said with a dry mouth: "Child, I understand!"
The air seemed to freeze.
After a long time, the voice continued leisurely: "You said that person has mastered the Wuxiang Divine Art? It is getting more and more interesting. It seems that no matter which era, there are always heroes and geniuses... I remember, did Di Qinglin die at the hands of this person?"
Bai Yujing said hurriedly: "Yes."
The voice behind the screen sighed: "If you understand, please leave."
"yes!"
Bai Yujing lowered his head and walked out of the study step by step.
Not long after he left, someone could be heard murmuring from behind the screen: "Qinglong changes the world? Haha, time goes by, the world changes, who in this world still recognizes Boss Qinglong?"
The voice seemed to be filled with emotion, sighing repeatedly, but at the end of his words, he added: "Di Qinglin is an old friend of mine after all, and there are only a few of my old friends left now. Well, you guys go and try the methods of that Li Muchan, I feel that this person will be a great variable, if possible, to eliminate future troubles."
"yes!"
Outside the house, the wind was strong and the snow was falling. It seemed that there was no one around, but a few eerie voices could be heard faintly.
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Winter is not completely over after all.
This world has survived the harsh winter and ushered in life, but can it survive the murderous intent of the martial arts world?
And what about Li Muchan? Can he survive this murderous attempt?
