It hastened for five days.
During this period of time, two things happened in the Great Desolate Desert.
The first thing was that the number of caravans had increased. In the Great Desolate Desert, which had always maintained a balance in numbers, countless caravans had appeared in the past few days.
The second matter was that a person who called himself Sword Maniac had used his sword blood to cleanse the bandits in the desert.
In the beginning, no one paid attention to this sword maniac. However, he held a scarlet long sword and overturned the three most famous mountain villages in the Great Desolate Desert. It was said that not a single bandit could escape. Blood flowed like a river, and the heads of the bandit leaders all disappeared, which aroused curiosity.
When the merchants heard the news, they rushed to the Western Regions.
This matter also alarmed many martial artists in the pugilistic world, especially those who participated in the Mount Hua Sword Guarding Meet. The name of the Sword Maniac gradually spread.
Meanwhile, in the Blood Coagulation Stronghold of the Great Desolate Desert.
Corpses were everywhere. A middle-aged man with a face covered in blood looked at the youth in front of him with a terrified expression.
He was the chief of the Blood Solidification Stronghold. He had never thought that he would die at the hands of such a young man.
"Please, let me go. I will definitely turn over a new leaf in the future.”
The Blood Solidification Stronghold's Chief kneeled on the ground, snot and tears streaming down his face. He hoped that the youth in front of him would let him go.
Puff!
A sword light flashed, and then the head flew up.
"I have gathered a hundred."
The young man came in front of the heads and tied them up with a thick rope. Then, he pulled an extremely long rope and tied a head every half a meter.
In the Great Desert, there was no one other than Jiangning who could do this.
In the past seven days, Jiang Ning had used the Northern Dark Divine Art to absorb the internal energy of the experts from the village and then took their heads. Moreover, Jiang Ning was very picky. Only those who were powerful were qualified to be taken by him personally.
This wasn't because he was bloodthirsty, but because he was prepared to give the Huashan Sect a huge gift.
This gift was the heads of the leaders of the bandits around the Great Desolate Desert. These people did not deserve to die.
What left the deepest impression in Jiang Ning's mind was that they placed newborn children into a pit and used a huge stone tool to crush them. They squeezed out their blood and consumed it to cultivate an evil technique.
After that, everyone was crushed by Jiang Ning, and they would have a taste of what it felt like to be crushed.
Therefore, Jiang Ning didn't feel any burden killing these people.
"Look, what is this person doing?”
"Don't make such a fuss. The heads on it belong to some of the bandit leaders. If I'm not mistaken, this person is the most famous Sword Maniac.”
"Sword Maniac? I've never heard of it before?"
"He appeared in the past few days. This person is very strong. He said that he wanted to kill a hundred experts and give them to the Huashan Sect as a gift.”
"This gift is really something.”
Along the way to the Huashan Sect, many cultivators were alarmed. The main reason was that Jiang Ning was too terrifying. There were a hundred heads tied up with a rope. When they were dragged, it looked strange.
However, this was a proof of strength.
Mount Hua!
It was the foundation of the world's Sword Sect. The most prosperous event was the Sword Competition on Mount Hua, where the world's number one was selected.
At this moment, at the foot of Mount Hua, there were originally many people coming and going, making it seem lively. However, with the appearance of Jiang Ning, there was some silence. Soon, discussions could be heard everywhere, but no one dared to point at Jiang Ning.
"This is Sword Maniac? How can he be so young?"
"Indeed, he's too young."
"He's a little too young. Look at this head. I know it. Isn't this the leader of Giant Wind Stronghold? He was a martial arts expert who cultivated the Shaolin Golden Bell Shield. How could he die just like that?”
"This person is incredible. He either has a powerful background or is a peerless genius.”
"I hope that he has a powerful background behind him. Otherwise, when such a person is born in the present world, we will be like the stars, covered by the bright moon.”
Many people were discussing. Some were shocked by Jiang Ning's age, some doubted his strength, and some sighed. They felt that if all of this was done by Jiang Ning, then they would have arrived at an unfortunate era. Coexisting with a world of heroes meant that their lives would only be filled with stars, and their brilliance would be covered by the bright moon.
At this moment, a group of Huashan Sect disciples hurried down the mountain.
Not long after, this group of Huashan Sect disciples met up with Jiang Ning.
"Sir, are you Sword Maniac?" The Huashan Sect disciple in the lead was a young man in his thirties. He looked at Jiang Ning with an indescribable doubt in his eyes.
As for the Huashan disciples behind this person, they could not help but look at the head behind Jiang Ning.
"That's right." Jiang Ning nodded and admitted.
They had long received the news. Although they did not know who Crazy Sword was, during the Sword Guardian Meet's grand ceremony, someone had killed a bandit from the Great Wilderness Desert as a gift to Mount Hua. This was not a gift, but a show of respect.
One was enough to satisfy the Huashan Sect's reputation for this event. Therefore, the higher-ups had already passed down the order.
He must be treated as a distinguished guest.
However, Jiang Ning was too young, so young that it was ridiculous. However, he did not hesitate and looked at Jiang Ning respectfully.
"Brother Jian, please follow me."
The other party said that he wanted to bring Jiang Ning to the place where the distinguished guests lived.
"These are gifts for the Huashan Sect. I hope the Huashan Sect will like them.”
Jiang Ning smiled.
"If it was a gift of gold, silver, and jewelry, we wouldn't have accepted it. However, the higher-ups are very happy with this gift.”
He smiled and said that the higher-ups of Huashan liked Jiang Ning's gift very much.
"It's good that you like it. This way, everything I've done these past few days won't be in vain.”Jiang Ning said with a smile.
Then, under the envious gazes of many elites, he walked up Mount Hua step by step.
Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.
"With the help of the clan or the sect elders, he killed some bandits and claimed that he killed them. Now, for the sake of reputation, he doesn't care about his face at all.”
His voice was a little cold, but it was more of disdain and contempt.
In an instant, it attracted everyone's attention.
One had to know that Jiangning was now a distinguished guest of the Huashan Sect. Who would dare to offend her?
Jiang Ning stopped and looked at the person who spoke.
It was a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years of age. He had delicate features and was somewhat handsome. He wore a Daoist robe and had a haughty look between his brows. His temperament was somewhat extraordinary, and he was probably not an ordinary person.
He was the one who mocked Jiang Ning.
"Qing Shu, don't be rude."
At this moment, a man beside the young man immediately pulled him back. Then, he looked at Jiang Ning with an apologetic smile and said,"I'm really sorry. The child is insensible and speaks nonsense.”
As soon as he walked out, it immediately caused an uproar among many people.
"It's actually the Wudang Seven Heroes, Song Yuanqiao, Great Swordsman Song!”
Someone exclaimed in surprise.
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