Chapter 5 Taking Action

Zuo Zimu never expected that Sikong Xuan would suddenly attack and kill a disciple of Wuliang Sword Sect.

He originally wanted to rely on the number of people to deliberately scare Sikong Xuan so that he would be afraid. But he didn't expect the other party to be so direct and kill him.

"Sikong Xuan, you actually killed one of my disciples in front of me. Do you really think I, Zuo Zimu, am easy to talk to?"

Since the other party had torn his face, Zuo Zimu had nothing to worry about. A trace of viciousness flashed across his face, and the sword formula in his hand was running. A flash of light flashed on the long sword, and it stabbed directly at Sikong Xuan's throat!

Sikong Xuan had no fear on his face, but laughed wildly: "Zuo Zimu, do you really think I came here to chat with you? Today I will show you what bullying is!"

As he said, he gently waved his right hand, and the iron fist that was originally clenched stretched out two fingers, forming a scissors shape, and clamped directly towards Zuo Zimu's long sword.

The speed of the move was extremely fast. Zuo Zimu's long sword had just been thrust out halfway when it was caught between Sikong Xuan's fingers.

The long sword was caught, and Zuo Zimu hurriedly used his strength to pull it back. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it at all. The long sword seemed to be stuck on Sikong Xuan's fingers.

Seeing Zuo Zimu like this, Sikong Xuan smiled. He turned his wrist lightly, and his fingers twisted, and the long sword was directly broken.

After the long sword was broken, Sikong Xuan's body, which was pulled back, was instantly freed from restraints, and his steps retreated repeatedly, almost falling. He stared at the half-broken long sword in his hand in a daze, and cried out: "I see, why is the move you just used so similar to the Tianshan Zhemei Hand of Tianshan Tonglao? When did your Shenlong Gang have such a move?"

Sikong Xuan didn't say anything, he waved two fingers quickly and pointed to the distance. The half-broken sword in his hand flew out and stabbed towards the chest of a Wuliang Sword Sect disciple.

The disciple was completely unaware of his mistake and was pierced by the sword. The huge force also brought him to the stone wall in the distance. He was nailed directly to the stone wall.

After doing this, Sikong Xuan laughed loudly and said, "Zuo Zimu, I'll tell you the truth. A few days ago, I accidentally got a blood spirit fruit. This fruit is very beneficial for replenishing qi and blood. I presented it to Tong Lao, and Tong Lao was so happy that she taught me a few moves. Although I have only learned some of the basics of Tianshan Zhemei Hand, it is enough to deal with you!"

Zuo Zimu's face was gloomy. He glared at Sikong Xuan fiercely and cursed, "Damn it, it turned out that Tong Lao taught it personally. I admit defeat! The red-tailed golden snake belongs to you!"

As he said that, he was going to leave with the rest of the disciples. Sikong Xuan killed two disciples in front of him, and he had to admit defeat and leave. This was even more cruel than slapping him in the face.

"Wait!" Sikong Xuan stretched out his hand and pressed it lightly, saying, "Zuo Zimu, do you want to leave so easily? Not only do I want to get the red-tailed golden snake today, I also want to settle the old accounts with your Wuliang Cave!"

At this point, Sikong Xuan no longer talked about the Wuliang Sword Sect, but instead talked about the Wuliang Cave. This was tantamount to exposing Zuo Zimu's scars.

The Wuliang Sword Sect is divided into four sects: the east, south, west and north. Zuo Zimu was originally the head of the East Sect. Later, due to personal grudges, he led the East and West Sects to leave the Wuliang Sword Sect and turned to Lingjiu Palace, a disciple of Tianshan Tonglao.

Leaving the sect would be fine, but leaving with ordinary forces. Under the current background, it has already violated the taboo of loyalty. Sikong Xuan is now using this as an excuse, which is dozens of times more vicious than Zhong Ling's previous scolding of Zuo Zimu for being ugly.

Zuo Zimu's body began to tremble with Sikong Xuan's words. The hand holding the half-broken long sword was pinched so hard that the joints turned white.

"Zuo Zimu, stand there and relax for a while, lest you get angry and hurt yourself, I won't be satisfied with the beating later!" Sikong Xuan laughed wildly and moved his body. But his target this time was not Zuo Zimu, but Zhong Ling who had been sitting next to him and watching the fight!

Zhong Ling was so scared when Sikong Xuan suddenly attacked that she lost her mind for a while and sat there motionless.

Just when Sikong Xuan's palm was about to touch her neck, a figure suddenly flashed in front of her, and a handsome face with a faint smile appeared between the two of them. And Sikong Xuan's hand was grabbed by this person and stopped in mid-air.

This person was none other than Lin Tianyao who was sitting next to Zhong Ling.

Sikong Xuan was suddenly grabbed by his arm, his eyes widened, and he said angrily: "Little bastard, do you want to stop me?"

Lin Tianyao nodded gently and said: "You are quite smart, I just want to stop you!"

This was said lightly, but the insult was very strong. Lin Tianyao was secretly cursing Sikong Xuan for being stupid.

Zhong Ling didn't expect Lin Tianyao to suddenly take action. She was surprised and her voice became gentle: "Why did you help me?"

Lin Tianyao smiled at her gently and said: "After all, we have had physical contact. If I don't help you, God will not forgive me!"

The meaning of this was clearly to bring up the kiss before.

Zhong Ling's face turned red to her neck after hearing this, and she said angrily: "Didn't you promise me not to tell anyone? How come you revealed it in a blink of an eye? Why are you so dishonest?"

Lin Tianyao pouted and said: "I kissed you. If I cover it up like this, it would be like taking advantage of you secretly, and I will inevitably feel guilty about you. It's better to say it clearly in class, so that I can feel at ease!"

"You... you are shameless!"

Zhong Ling stood up and pointed at Lin Tianyao's nose. After thinking for a long time, he could only come up with this curse word.

That innocent little face, I don't know if it's angry or shy, the expression becomes very strange. But in the eyes of others, it looks very cute.

Seeing this, Sikong Xuan snorted coldly and said: "Little bastard, at this time, you still dare to flirt in front of me, do you really think I don't exist?"

He turned around and removed the force of Lin Tianyao's clamp on his arm, then waved his left hand and slapped him in the chest.

"This kid, he's dead!" Zuo Zimu shook his head gently. He knew very well the power of Sikong Xuan's palm.   ....