Chapter 35: One versus Fourteen There is no way, because this mother and daughter, one tall and one short, are, at least from their appearance, the most typical soft persimmons, and are the easiest to make people let down their guard. No one noticed anything unusual. Instead, they thought that the mother and daughter did not take the main road when they returned, but went into an alley, and that this was their chance to take action. only…… Originally, there were only two people targeting them, and later the number increased to four. Now, after the mother and daughter strolled around the market town, they attracted at least a dozen robbery cultivators. There are too many wolves and too little meat. How should we divide the meat after the robbery? After the mother and daughter entered the alley, a dozen robbery cultivators appeared from the darkness. When they looked at each other, they all felt a little awkward. It’s just that the market is not good now, and there are times when even the robbers can’t rob, and it’s so hard to come across a fat sheep, so there’s no way to let go. "Split it 70-30. The two of you who targeted them first will take 30, and the dozen or so who came later will split 70. Is that feasible?" They all lived in this area and knew each other. One of them, who was in a high position and had a say, stood up and spoke fluently about the distribution issue. The two who were asked to split the money three ways were naturally unhappy. If the people behind them hadn't interfered, the mother and daughter in front would have been theirs long ago. Why would they bother to make a 70-70 deal with these people? But they were all Tribulation Cultivators who had been living in this area, so at least they couldn't lose face with each other. Even if they were extremely reluctant in their hearts, they had to nod and agree.
After everything was divided up, the mother and daughter in front had already walked to the depths of the alley. The group of people looked at each other, jumped out, and began to act. They usually rob people for money but not for lives. Besides, although their current location is remote, it is still within the scope of Wandao Sect's market town. If they make too much noise, it will not benefit them. "If you want to live, hand over all the storage devices on you, and you can leave on your own." The two storage bags tied around the little girl's waist are very eye-catching. They are exquisitely embroidered and decorated with small bells. When she walks, the sound of silver bells rings. They look so beautiful, so there must be good things inside. More than a dozen Tribulation Cultivators had been coveting it for a long time, and now that they were finally going to get it, they didn't waste any time talking to the girl and just asked her to hand it over. "There are quite a lot of people here. Is this enough for you to share?" Faced with the sudden appearance of more than a dozen people, Zhou Ling and her daughter were not at all flustered. Instead, they smiled and asked back. One of the robbery cultivators felt something was wrong. The girl's reaction was not right. She was not surprised at all when they appeared, as if she had known they would come. But... the cultivation of this mother and daughter seems to be very weak, so where does their confidence come from? "It's none of your business. Now, whether you can survive or not is up to you. If you want to survive, hand over all your storage devices and get out of here. If you don't want to survive, then wait for us to kill you with our swords and take your belongings!" Jie Xiu raised his sword, looking imposing, and took a step forward. "Then come and kill me, let me see what you can do." Zhou Ling calmly opened her little hand and tilted her neck back, revealing her delicate neck. She seemed to be ready to die, but in fact, all the defense formations on her body, from her hair to the soles of her feet, were already fully prepared. She also wanted to try out the life-saving items that her master made every day to see to what extent they could protect her. Jie Xiu had not expected that this little girl would be so ungrateful, but now that he had already taken action, he had no time to think about it. Since he doesn't know what's good for him, I can only kill him. The cold sword in his hand hummed, without any tricks, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Zhou Ling's throat. At the same time as he made his move, another Tribulation Cultivator also reached out and grabbed Zhou Li who was beside Zhou Ling. I have to say, this beautiful woman was really good-looking. Although her daughter is already so old, her figure has not changed and the color of her face has not faded. It would be a pity to kill her like this. Since they have given up their lives, then I will not take her property for myself. I only want her. The rest of the brothers cannot say anything, right?
One or two, they have very beautiful thoughts. But just when the tip of the sword of the robber cultivator was about to pierce Zhou Ling, and the hand of the other evil cultivator was about to touch Zhou Li, something unexpected happened. There was a ding. The cultivator whose sword pointed straight at Zhou Ling felt that the sword in his hand suddenly seemed to have pierced some kind of barrier, causing his palm to go numb. That wasn't the end. His family's ancestral spiritual sword began to break from the tip of the sword. He watched helplessly as it broke into several pieces and fell to the ground, leaving only the hilt in his hand! ? "Little bitch, you! What did you do!" Jie Xiu's eyes were about to burst out. He couldn't believe that his ancestral magic sword would become so fragile. It must be something that this weird little girl did! "What have I done? You can see that I haven't done anything yet, but now I really should do something." With a thought, the Hengyue Sword, which had already recognized her as its master, slowly emerged from her palm. "Among the fourteen of you, eight are sword cultivators. As sword cultivators, why don't you do something else to make a living? You practice the sword art that puts morality first, but you are doing the business of killing people and robbing goods?" "Stop talking nonsense! Brothers, kill!" Everyone noticed the weird behavior of this little girl. The swords of the brothers in front of them broke directly, probably because this little girl was carrying some defensive magic weapon. But even if the mother and daughter were carrying defensive magic weapons, what did it matter? Having top-quality defensive magic weapons just proved that they must have some extra money, making them real fat sheep. As long as they can break through their defensive weapons and capture the mother and daughter, they will get both the money and the people! Zhou Li quietly stepped aside, leaving the battlefield for his daughter to practice, found a place to squat against the wall, looked at the few nuts he had just bought in the basket, and decided to peel a walnut first and go back to make walnut candy for his daughter later. Zhou Ling was already able to fight one against fourteen with ease. She learned the Hengyue Sword Technique from the jade slips. Although she did not have a master to teach her personally, the Hengyue Sword Technique was recorded in great detail. Almost every possible error or detail was foreseen and marked by the person who recorded it. Normally on Zhijian Peak, when she practiced sword with her senior brothers and sisters, she didn't dare mix in the private skills of Hengyue Sword, for fear that others would find out. So if she wanted to practice, she could only practice in private. On the surface, she practiced the most common sword skills in the sect to conceal her tracks. But now, this group of people are targeting his and his mother's lives, so he will definitely fight back and kill them. This is a good opportunity for him to try out the actual combat effect of Hengyue swordsmanship to see if it is as powerful as the legend says. Ding ding ding ding, with a few flashes of cold light, in just a short moment, Zhou Ling had already used her sword to block the attacks from the dozen people that were attacking her repeatedly. He suffered from his young age, with short legs and arms. Although his sword moves were flexible, his body couldn't handle it. The tiger's mouth was a little numb from the shock, and the supply of spiritual energy could not keep up. No wonder the master told her not to show off. In the face of real strength, any pretense is empty. When she goes out and encounters danger, she will fully activate her protective spiritual weapons. The absorption and rebound formation on her belt alone is enough to give the enemy a hard time. (End of this chapter)