MTL - Martial Arts From Bandits-Chapter 6 night attack

  Chapter 6 Night Raid

  After returning to the cottage, Zhang Jing went back to the room alone.

   Thinking about how to get the batch of medicinal materials.

   Among those guards, no one should be his opponent.

  As for Huang Yicai, if he was his former self, he might be evenly matched.

   His predecessor once fought against him once. Huang Yicai's family handed down the Three Folding Waves of the Yangtze River, and he practiced very well with powerful palms.

  It's a pity that the dantian has not produced true energy, it has a shape but no meaning, so it cannot be truly integrated.

  But his elder brother, Huang Zhengqian, is different. He is full of energy and has no shortage of resources. In the early years, I heard that he was a master.

  With the current strength, I am afraid that he is not an opponent.

  So, even if you want to do it, you can't do it on Yanzi Mountain.

   When the waves of true qi have reached their peak, and the true qi has spread all over the body, there is no need to worry anymore.

   Zhang Jing thought so.

   It is easy for people to guess that I did it near Yanzi Mountain.

   Planting the blame, this is a strategy Zhang Jing can think of.

   Even if you can't, you have to achieve the effect of confusion.

  No one knows the news of my breakthrough of true qi except myself.

  Even if I want to infer, I will be expelled, after all, the strength exposed is still not as good as before.

   And there are not many nearby who can have this strength.

  But there is only one force that has this strength and is not afraid of the Huang family's revenge, and its location is close to Yanzi Mountain.

  Three Wolf Village!

   This is the most powerful force in the vicinity for hundreds of miles, and the three village owners are all second-rate masters.

  Even the Huang family can only suffer from this dark loss, and dare not conduct large-scale investigations.

   Think and do it.

   It didn't take long, Zhang Jing ordered to go down to retreat for two days, and no one was allowed to disturb.

  The sentry post at the gate was also withdrawn, and then a suit of night clothes was prepared.

   Prepare for a night raid.

   Zhang Jing didn't wait until night to start acting.

  Almost in the afternoon, Zhang Jing found them based on the traces of their caravan.

   After confirming that it is indeed them.

   hung far behind, only waiting for the night, he was ready to attack at night.

  Late at night,

   Zhang Jing slowly approached them and looked at the sky.

  The moon is half hidden, and only a little light shines on the earth.

   It's the night when the moon is dark and the wind is high, when people kill and set fire!

  The vigilance of the Huang family's caravan is not low, and a few people have been specially left to watch.

   There are four people in total, two in front and two in back.

   Zhang Jing is ready to be touched from behind.

"Snapped,"

   Zhang Jing made some noise.

  The guards in front were indifferent, just leaning against the tree silently.

   "Fuck, your vigilance is too poor," Zhang Jing cursed secretly.

   Zhang Jing took a closer look, and it turned out that his mother was asleep, no wonder he didn't hear it.

   Stepping forward, Zhang Jing covered his mouth with one hand to prevent him from making a sound.

  The other hand grabs his chin and twists it back.

   "Kaba,"

   A soft voice came, and Zhang Jing supported his body and fell slowly to the ground.

  The other person seemed to sense something was wrong.

   "Huzi, Huzi," he called his name softly.

   Shouted twice but did not hear an echo, and tiptoed forward.

   Taking a closer look, Huzi was lying on the ground.

  He grinned, "After all, this is the first time I have come out to walk darts. Wake up, don't sleep on the ground."

  He stretched out his hand and pawed the lying tiger.

  Huzi didn't move, just waiting for him to move closer.

  A pair of hands stretched out from the back of the head, "Crack,"

  Huzi's experience reappeared in him.

  Zhang Jing didn't hesitate, and immediately got into the tents one by one.

  Kill!

  Zhang Jing did not soften his heart, as if the **** of death was reaping.

   One after another, the guards never woke up after falling asleep.

   Perhaps during the killing process, some voices came out.

  The two guards at the front post held a knife and looked at one of the tents solemnly.

   "What's the sound of not sleeping in the middle of the night," one of them gave a light drink.

   Zhang Jing did not answer, knowing that he had been exposed,

  In fact, relying on his martial arts, he can definitely get in.

  The reason for not doing this is mainly because I am afraid that some people will run around and cause unnecessary trouble.

   "唰,"

   Zhang Jing shot the long knife in his hand.

   Straight into one of them.

  Another person suddenly shouted: "Enemy attack, enemy attack, come quickly."

  Before he finished speaking, Zhang Jing, who followed closely behind, rushed forward and broke his neck.

   But it also woke up everyone in the camp.

  Huang Yicai immediately got out of the tent when he heard the shouts outside.

   What came into view was a black shadow quickly getting into a tent.

  After that, there was an exclamation from inside.

  Huang Yicai yelled, "Come on, come on."

  Hearing his shout, those in the tent who had not been murdered by Zhang Jing immediately came out with swords.

  Huang Yicai almost fainted when he saw it.

   There are only eight people left standing, including himself.

   Zhang Jing, who had just finished solving a tent, came out slowly with a knife in his hand.

   There is still steaming blood on the knife.

  Just finished dealing with those two people, when he heard the shouts, he didn't stop and went straight into a tent that was closer to him.

  The people inside were separated by the corpse before they could react.

  Huang Yicai stared at the person in front of him. He was dressed in black with only his eyes leaking out of his body, and he held an ordinary long knife in his hand.

   "I'll kill you," Huang Yicai roared.

   Stepped forward a few steps, and hit Zhang Jing with a palm.

  Although the seven people around them were afraid of the man in black in front of them.

   But seeing that the second master was on the ground, he could only slash at him with a knife.

   Facing Huang Yicai's palm force, Zhang Jing didn't dodge or dodge, and hit him with the same palm.

   "Boom," clapped palms together.

   Zhang Jing stayed put.

   And Huang Yicai stepped back a few steps, his face flushed with suffocating energy and blood.

  My own three-fold wave of the Yangtze River is palm-strength kung fu,

  The other party met his palm and remained motionless. Only with true energy can he exert such force.

   Zhang Jing had just repelled Huang Yicai when several guards slashed at him with knives.

   Zhang Jing is not afraid, and kills with a long knife in his hand.

  Huang Yicai looked at the guard who had just rushed forward, and the four of them were instantly eliminated by the other party.

  I know that if I don’t try my best, I will definitely explain it here.

   Immediately with a loud roar, he used all his palm strength and hit Zhang Jing.

   "Boom, boom, boom," Huang Yicai slapped three times in a row, each of which hit Zhang Jing's vital points.

   Zhang Jing slashed with the knife, and every palm of the opponent hit the knife.

   Striking three palms in a row, with continuous strength.

   Zhang Jing was shocked and took a step back.

   "There are three folds of waves in the Yangtze River, and there are two strokes."

   "So, I can only do my best," Zhang Jing thought.

  Cloak knife technique, Zhang Jing's long-obsessed external skills.

  The saber flashed four times, and Huang Yicai couldn't resist such a fast and ruthless saber technique.

   After only ten moves, Zhang Jing chopped off his head with a single knife.

   At this time, there was only one guard left, and they saw Er Ye's head separated.

   Shouting and running back, Zhang Jing didn't even look at it, and slammed the long knife straight into the man's back.

  (end of this chapter)