When the masked leader saw his brother being forced back by the opponent's two swords, and the previous offensive falling apart, he immediately stared at Ling Jing's figure with glaring eyes.
You must know that this group of people are struggling to make ends meet. They have been wandering around the world for decades, experienced countless fierce battles, and killed many famous masters. Any one of his fourteen brothers will be killed.
He will not be inferior to the masters of the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
If it weren't for this strength, their boss wouldn't have entrusted them with such an important task.
After Ling Jing forced away the masked man wielding the whip, he couldn't help but squint his eyes and glanced at the other masked men in a circle around him. He saw fourteen pairs of eyes, like candlelight in the dark night, with bright eyes.
He stared at himself with murderous intent in his eyes, but it was more of a playful mockery.
He sneered in his heart, if Yue Buqun hadn't been smart and rushed on his way, the two of them would never have reached this point with their combined efforts.
But now that everyone in the Huashan Sect has been restrained, it is naturally impossible to take out their hands to unlock their acupuncture points.
At the moment, he can only fight against these fifteen masked men, but he is not very sure in his heart. After all, he can know from the original plot that these fifteen people are all top-notch players in the world, and they are members of the Songshan Sect.
The specially sent assassin, with his internal strength that has only reached the third level now, will definitely get himself into trouble if he tries to fight hard or delay the battle.
And he knew that the Songshan Sect's offensive was not that simple. In order to realize his ambition of merging the Five Sacred Sects, Zuo Lengchan really sent out many masters this time, and these fifteen masked men were just the first round of the offensive.
Forget it, if we delay for a while longer and wait for the Songshan Sect, Jian Sect and other masters to gather behind us, then the crisis will really be extreme.
Thinking of this, his heart sank slightly, and he couldn't help but clenched the long sword in his hand. However, his internal strength was ultimately much inferior to these people, and the next step was probably to be a constant battle, and he did not dare to go unprovoked.
After depleting his internal strength, the only thing he can rely on now is the only unique martial arts in his body, "Dugu Nine Swords".
After being forced back by Ling Jing, the person who used the whip felt that his face was disgraced. He had boasted about Haikou before, and originally wanted to tease this kid, but he didn't want to use the whip himself, and the opponent would easily break the move.
He was a little angry in his heart, and then he suddenly shouted loudly and hit Ling Jing's face with the whip three times in a row.
Each of his three whips was whipped faster than the last, and there was a constant sound of breaking through the air. The steel whip was beating hard, and a vacuum zone was formed in mid-air without a trace of rain.
Ling Jing dodged the two whips, but saw that the power of the three whips was so powerful. He knew that this person's internal strength was definitely not inferior to Ning Zhongze. If he had a head-on collision, he would only waste his energy.
Immediately, he shook the long sword, put the sword against the opponent's weapon, and pressed the long sword downward according to the opponent's strength. Then he swayed to the left, paused for a moment, and when he turned around, he suddenly raised the long sword.
Reverse grip.
The man who wielded the whip had already dropped his weapon to the ground. When he was about to use the old move, he suddenly heard the sound of the long sword buzzing in his ears, and a silver light streaked straight across.
past the eyes.
This made the person who whipped him immediately startled, and he quickly dodged sideways, but since Ling Jing had used the move in the "Breaking Whip Style", how could he be allowed to escape so easily? In this flash of light and stone, just
Seeing that his arm almost turned into a phantom, the long sword in his hand burst out with a flash of silver light, and the sword cut open the masked man's arm.
The person who wielded the whip screamed, and blood immediately spilled all over the floor. After the blood mixed with the rain on the ground, it quickly stained a large area under his body red.
Ning Zhongze, Yue Lingshan and others saw that he slashed the enemy's arm with just one move, and they all felt refreshed. They saw that the swordsmanship used by Ling Jing was extremely exquisite, but it was not as good as the swordsmanship of their own.
The same, but I couldn't help but wonder where he learned such advanced swordsmanship.
Yue Buqun looked at Ling Jing in the rain expressionlessly, and suddenly smiled coldly.
In this cold rainy night, Ling Jing suddenly turned the long sword in his hand, pointed at the masked man wielding the whip, and said coldly: "I said, your hands, and your life, I
All of them."
A red light flashed in the eyes of the masked man wielding the whip, and he was about to speak when the leading masked man suddenly clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Good swordsmanship, really good swordsmanship! I admire it, I admire it!"
Ling Jing turned his head and glanced at the man, but did not answer. At this time, he heard the man laugh again: "My little brother is very good at swordsmanship. I am afraid he is better than Mr. Ling Shiyue. If you ask me, this Huashan sect master
You should have been in charge of the door a long time ago."
Ling Jing just smiled noncommittally when he heard this, but Yue Buqun's face became a little less pretty, and a stern look flashed between his eyebrows.
At this time, I heard Ling Jing say: "Who should be the leader of this Huashan Sect? I'm afraid it won't be your turn to intervene."
The leading masked man laughed and said: "Master Yue Buqun is just a hypocrite. He accepted this young man from the Lin family as his disciple. Isn't he coveting other people's sword manuals? If even such a person can make the Five Mountains Sword
If we send the leader of the Huashan Sect, wouldn’t our brothers also be able to start a sect?”
Lin Pingzhi, who was slumped behind the Huashan faction, suddenly raised his head when he heard this, glanced at Yue Buqun, and then lowered his head deeply.
Ling Jing glanced sideways at Yue Buqun at this time, and saw that his face was already pale and blue, and he was obviously extremely angry. He was immediately heartbroken, but in front of everyone in the Huashan Sect, he couldn't do this.
People can comment at will, but at this time they just said: "It's useless to talk so much. If you don't want to continue to take action, then leave as soon as possible."
Seeing that the boy was indifferent to what he said, the leader immediately sneered and said, "Young man is really brave, so be careful."
After saying that, he waved his hand to the side, and immediately five masked men rushed towards Ling Jing. The whip wielder also took advantage of this moment and struck Ling Jing's left leg with a whip.
When everyone in the Huashan faction saw Ling Jing being under siege, they couldn't help but feel nervous. Although they had known that Ling Jing was extremely talented and often used many amazing sword skills, they knew very well how powerful these masked men were and were afraid that
Ling Jing accidentally suffered an accident, and then the Huashan Sect would really be wiped out.
Yue Lingshan stared at Ling Jing without blinking, with her heart in her throat. If her acupuncture points had not been tapped at this moment, she would have wanted to pull out her sword immediately and go forward to fight with him side by side.
When Ling Jing looked at the six black figures coming towards him, he couldn't help but show a look of awe on his face, because the weapons of these six people were all different. The steel whips, chain hammers, short knives and other weapons were all his usual weapons.
It is rare to encounter that although the nine-move sword technique of "Dugu Nine Swords" has conquered all martial arts in the world, he is still unable to comprehend all the secrets of the nine swords in one move.
He knew that if he wanted to reach this point, he had to at least wait until he understood the first level of the artistic conception of "no-self", the state of "no-self and formlessness".
This mastery is a step-by-step process. It only took him more than ten days to practice the "Dugu Nine Swords". He was lucky to be able to increase the lighting progress to "2/15". Now this swordsmanship is still good.
Before comprehending the profound realm, he suddenly encountered six top masters who wielded strange weapons. How could he dare to take it lightly now?
PS: First update. I was lonely and sick for the past two days. Apart from typing, I spent the rest of the time sleeping and resting, so some of the plots may be a little unsatisfactory. Please forgive me, but I have adjusted it now. I hope everyone
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