Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

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Su Ming was talking to the old man, the rebels scattered all over the place came to this yard one after another, and their number increased.

"Your subordinate, I greet the young commander!"

""Subordinates, I greet the young commander!"

When they saw Guo Tianxu covering his cheeks with blood dripping from his fingers, they looked at Su Ming and the Yuanren old man with eyes filled with hatred and anger.

"You guys are here just in time, come on and kill him!"

Guo Tianxu thought to himself that all my men are here, let's see how you die. He directly ordered a fight, intending to cut Su Ming into pieces and vent his anger.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"Kill!"

Three or four hundred of Guo's righteous soldiers shouted at the same time, holding their steel knives and slashing at Su Ming.

These people had just arrived here and had not seen Su Ming's spear skills. They were numerous, but Su Ming was alone. After hearing Guo Tianxu's military order, they didn't need to think too much and rushed towards Su Ming.

"A bunch of trouble!"

Su Ming stepped forward and stood in front of the old man and the old woman. He stood with a gun in his hand, looking down upon the whole crowd. Then he took a deep breath. The next moment, waves of sound surged out of his mouth:

""Roar!"

The Ghost Prison Yin Wind was unleashed, and the sound waves swept across the entire place.

The rebels who rushed over with swords were immediately hit by the invisible sound waves. They all covered their ears in pain, bleeding from all seven orifices, rolling on the ground, and their meridians were all shattered, unable to harm anyone anymore.

"Oh my god! Is this still a human being?"

"A roar, injuring three or four hundred people!"

Seeing Su Ming's horrific methods, the Yuan women and children huddled in the corner all stared with eyes wide open, full of admiration, as if they were looking at a god of war.

"These people are too weak. I only used two levels of power, and they became like this."

Looking at the wounded on the ground with disdain, Su Ming snorted coldly, picked up the rainbow spear, and walked towards the culprit Guo Tianxu step by step.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me……"

Guo Tianxu was so frightened that he covered his face with his hands and staggered back. Every time Su Ming took a step forward, he took a step back. He was terrified to the extreme.

"My father is Guo Zixing, you can't kill me, please don't kill me, as long as you make a condition, I will agree to anything you want."Guo Tianxu was so scared that he kept begging

"Hmm? Your father is Guo Zixing? No wonder you are so arrogant!"

Su Ming nodded slightly when he heard this, thinking that Guo Hui, the leader of the righteous army, and Mingzong, could not tolerate two tigers in one mountain. His son killed innocent people and claimed military merits. As a father, he was not much better.

"Su said, I will make you regret this world!"

The rainbow spear stabbed out, and Guo Tianxu's body was full of blood holes. He was stabbed seventy or eighty times in an instant, but none of them were fatal. They were all ordinary penetrating wounds. He would not die immediately, but would bleed to death after suffering a lot of pain.

"Ding! The host has passed this station, and the points are +11,000!"

When the battle ended, Su Ming heard a system prompt.

Without paying attention to the system prompt, Su Ming said to the old man:"Guo Zixing's son died here, Guo Zixing will not let it go. Old man, don't come back in the future, go to distant relatives."

"Well, that's the only way."The old man nodded.

"Young man, I have no way to repay your kindness. May I ask your name? Can you tell me? After I return to Dadu, I will pray to Changshengtian every day to bless you with peace and good fortune."The old woman of the Yuan Dynasty said

"My name is Su Ming."

Now that Guo's rebels have been killed, Su Ming has to go to Huizhou, so he can't stay any longer. That day, all the villagers who survived the village left their hometowns and went to seek refuge with their relatives after burying their relatives.

""Go!"

At dusk, Su Ming rode on his snow-capped white dragon horse and was the last one to leave the village and rushed up the high hill.

Before leaving, he set the village on fire, destroying the bodies and leaving no trace. Even if Guo Zixing wanted to investigate, it would take a long time. By then, the villagers had already left Anhui, and he would not be able to find anyone if he wanted to take revenge.

"In this chaotic world, is there really no place for a small village like this? Can the Song and Yuan clans really not live in peace?"

Standing on a high hill, facing the night wind, Su Ming looked at the small mountain village in the distance. There was a blazing fire in the village, and the fire illuminated the night sky. Su Ming sighed, shook his head, and galloped away at full speed.

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(Because of website review, some things dare not be written explicitly, what ethnic group are the Yuan people, what ethnic group are the Song people, everyone just needs to know it in their hearts）

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Huizhou is located in Guangdong and Guangxi.

Su Ming rode on the snow-stepping white dragon horse from Anhui to Jiangxi. After several days of traveling, he finally arrived in Guangdong and Guangxi before the beginning of autumn and successfully arrived in Huizhou City.

Huizhou is the lair of the Beggars' Gang. After Su Ming arrived there, he immediately contacted the Mingzong spy. With the help of the spy, he easily found the lair of the Beggars' Gang in Huizhou.

"Well, this is it."

On this rainy autumn day, Su Ming wore a straw raincoat and a straw hat, held the rainbow spear in his hand, rode a white horse, walked through a long flooded street, and stopped at the door of a dilapidated temple....0.......

Although it was noon, the sky was overcast, as dark as night.

There were lightning and thunder in the sky, and white lightning flashed by like a dragon, and then there was a roar of thunder, which resounded throughout the city of Huizhou.

"Let Shi Huolong come out to see me."

Standing at the gate of the dilapidated temple on horseback, Su Ming spoke lightly to the two old beggars who were huddled under the eaves to avoid the rain.

Su Ming's voice was not loud, but it was clear. Even though there were lightning and thunder in the sky, the two old beggars could hear it clearly, as if Su Ming was speaking into their ears.

"This, this, this is the secret power of sound transmission!"

The two old beggars were startled, and the lazy expressions on their faces disappeared, replaced by awe. They quickly bowed to Su Ming and said respectfully:

"Senior, please wait a moment. I will report to you right away."

These two old beggars are over 40 years old, more than 30 years older than Su Ming, but they call Su Ming senior at this moment. Jianghu is a place where the strong are respected. Su Ming has long been accustomed to it.

"Go ahead."

Su Ming rode his horse and stood at the gate of the ruined temple, waiting quietly. Raindrops fell from the sky, hitting his straw raincoat, sliding down the straw raincoat, and splashing on the muddy dirt road.

With Su Ming's level of cultivation, he could use his body-protecting Qi to prevent the rain from getting close to him, but that would be too conspicuous, so he rarely used a knife like that._To read the ununderlined version of the novel, please download the Fulu Novel APP!