Hundreds of opponents in the valley fought with the disciples of the Hengshan Sect. Ling Jing was in the middle to provide support. Whenever he found that a disciple of the Hengshan Sect could not hold up, he immediately rushed forward to support them.
Suddenly, he saw three rays of silver light coming, attacking three vital points on his chest and abdomen.
"Songshan Sword Technique!"
Ling Jing sneered, and immediately used the "Dugu Nine Swords Breaking Sword Style", turned around and stabbed quickly, neutralizing the sword moves of the three people. However, before the sword intention was completed, the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" circled around and killed the three masters again.
Forced to go backwards.
The person on the left is a fat man, about forty years old, with a long beard under his chin. In the middle is a thin old man with bright eyes and a gloomy face. The person on the right is a tall, strong middle-aged man with high temples.
The high bulge shows that the internal strength is extremely profound.
"These three should be the leaders of this ambush." He sneered and jumped forward, his body moving left and right, looking very strange.
"Buzz!"
On his right hand, the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" suddenly made a slight hissing sound, and then disappeared suddenly, and even the sound of breaking through the air could not be heard.
The three masters of the Songshan Sect had never seen such a strange situation before. They were so shocked that they drew out three swords and stabbed forward, but their bodies quickly retreated.
"Keng!"
Ling Jing swept out his sword and hit the old man's long sword. He frowned slightly. Originally, this sword was intended to pierce the old man's arm, but there were three people on the other side, and the "Songshan Sword Technique" was considered the best among the Five Mountains Sword Sect.
Even with the best swordsmanship, he didn't dare to avoid the three people's sword moves, so this sword didn't directly hit that person.
The three masters took a few steps back with stunned expressions on their faces. The old man looked at the young man in front of him with lingering fear, his eyes narrowed.
"Who is this person? And what kind of swordsmanship does he use?"
A thought passed through the minds of the three of them at the same time. They looked at the young man across from them, their faces full of vigilance. After all, the sword just now was simply too weird. If they were to face this kind of sword technique alone, none of the three of them would have any chance.
One person is sure to take the next sword.
"Come together!"
The three of them looked at each other and suddenly rushed forward. The two people on the left and right lowered their bodies and rolled forward. The two long swords stabbed Ling Jing's legs at the same time. The old man in the middle was full of wariness, but he held the long sword across his chest.
, took a defensive stance.
"Using the "Invisible Sword" consumes too much internal energy. I'm too lazy to spend it here with you." Using the "Invisible Sword" move, the internal energy loss is already between 1% and 2%. This kind of
Although the artistic conception-level swordsmanship is incredibly powerful, it also places a considerable burden on him.
Ling Jing took a quick look and saw that there were at least two hundred enemies in the valley. Naturally, he had to conserve his inner strength and use the least amount of energy to kill them back.
Fantasy sword style!
Facing three top-notch masters, Ling Jing didn't want to tangle with them anymore. He pointed out his sword and turned into countless sword shadows. With two "clang" sounds, he knocked back the two people on the ground. He suddenly stepped back and kicked.
On the spine of the long sword of the skinny old man, his body took advantage of the force and jumped back, flying back several feet.
"laugh!"
Before Ling Jing landed, he suddenly fired two swords with his backhand, killing the two enemies beside Yi Zhi and others. Then he ran back, his figure was like lightning, and in less than a moment, more than thirty people were killed by his sword.
Come on, he is really invincible, no one can stop his every move.
The enemy lost more than thirty people in an instant, and the situation of strength was reversed. Every time Ling Jing killed several enemies, several female disciples of the Hengshan Sect would slowly take action and turn to help their fellow sects. Originally, they were outnumbered and outnumbered.
, in turn, gradually turned to using the strong to bully the weak, gaining more and more the upper hand.
The more Ling Jing killed people, the colder his expression became, and his white shirt was already covered with blood.
He ran like flying, sometimes charging straight and sometimes diagonally. Wherever his footsteps went, no enemy within ten feet was spared. After a while, more than fifty people fell to the ground.
Standing high on the top of the kiln, Dingyi saw Ling Jing killing and killing enemies so mysteriously and with such amazing sword skills that he had never seen in his life. While he was happy, he was also horrified.
There were still seventy or eighty enemies left. Seeing that this young man was like a ghost and was beyond human power to resist, he suddenly let out a shout and more than forty of them fled into the bushes.
Ling Jing sneered and killed a few more people. The others had no fighting spirit and fled completely. Only the three masters were still chasing after him, but they were getting farther and farther away, and they were obviously very timid.
Ling Jing finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the enemy was gradually retreating. After all, his own strength was limited and he could not cope with the many disciples of the Hengshan Sect. In this battle in the valley, although the enemy was defeated, the disciples of the Hengshan Sect were also greatly damaged.
Sir, there are already many corpses of Hengshan disciples lying on the ground.
"I'm afraid that this mission will not be completed satisfactorily." He sighed slightly in his heart. Although these lackeys of the Songshan Sect were just like chickens and dogs to him, there were so many people on the other side that there was nothing he could do.
Kill them all with one sword strike.
Suddenly he turned around, sneered at the three tall and thin old men, and hurriedly stepped forward, saying: "Three friends of the Songshan Sect, I have really kept you waiting for a long time."
If he wanted to take care of these three people, it was actually just a matter of time. However, in order to save the disciples of the Hengshan Sect, he temporarily let them go. Now that the Songshan Sect is gone, it is time to deal with them.
The three people were immediately horrified. The young man's martial arts could be described as shocking. The three of them expected that they would not be able to resist him. When they were hesitating, they heard an old woman's voice say: "Young hero, please wait a moment."
Ling Jing paused and turned around. He saw Yihe and others slowly walking out of the gap in the fire ring between the two stone kilns, supporting several dying nuns. Behind them was a kind-faced man.
The middle-aged nun is talking to herself.
"But Master Dingxian?" Ling Jing paused slightly and asked the middle-aged nun.
"Poor nun Dingxian, thank you so much for saving me." Mrs. Dingxian put her hands together in salute and said slowly. There was no blood or dust on her moon-white clothes. She did not hold a weapon in her hand, only her left hand.
Holding a string of rosary beads, he looked kind and calm.
Ling Jing was a little impressed. In such a critical situation, the leader of the Hengshan Sect could still be so calm. It was indeed extraordinary.
He cupped his fists and returned the salute, and then said: "Master, these three people from the Songshan Sect are the masterminds of this ambush of the Hengshan Sect. Please tell me how to deal with it."
After all, the Hengshan Sect suffered heavy losses this time, and they were the ones who suffered the most, so he didn't want to go overboard and cook for them, so he directly cooked for these three people.
At this time, more than ten nuns came out of the fire ring, and some even carried corpses on their backs. Master Dingyi stepped out and cursed sternly: "Shameless annihilation of disciples, such wolfish ambitions..." The corner of her robe caught fire,
It was burning upwards, but she ignored it. A disciple of the Hengshan Sect hurried over to put it out for her.
The three members of the Songshan Sect were scolded by Master Dingyi, and their expressions turned gloomy. Suddenly they shouted, "Go to hell!" and all three of them rushed towards Ling Jing.
Ling Jing stood with his sword in his hand, turning a blind eye and slowly smiled and said: "It's really a great joy that the two masters are fine."
There was a roar of wind behind him, and three long swords were stabbed at the same time. Ling Jing "saw" the movements of the three people clearly, and used his sword with his backhand. Immediately, the sword light behind him flashed, and he not only blocked all three people's sword moves.
, and even took advantage of the situation to attack quickly, knocking him out with a sword.
The three people were extremely skilled in martial arts and managed to dodge quickly, but the tall man still had a gash on the back of his hand, which was dripping with blood.
Seeing that he was calm and composed, the disciples of the Hengshan Sect forced the three masters of the Songshan Sect back. They were really impressed, especially some of the younger female disciples. Their hearts were filled with admiration and admiration.
Even Master Dingxian and Master Dingyi, two masters of the Hengshan sect, could not help but look at each other in shock. The "Songshan Sword Technique" of these three people was extremely superb. Even compared to them, they were not weak at all, but the three
He was attacked from behind, and one of them was injured by this young man. Such swordsmanship and martial arts were truly rare in this world.
"Two masters, why don't I capture these three thieves first, and then leave them to you to deal with." Ling Jing smiled slightly, suddenly turned and jumped back, and in a moment, he attacked with eighteen swords,
Even though the "Invisible Sword" of the artistic conception level was not used, these eighteen sword moves were so powerful that they actually forced the three Songshan Sect masters to huddle together and had no time to fight back.
"Breaking Sword Style!"
Ling Jing's sword passed through the sword net of the three people, and when he saw that it was about to hit the fat man's chest, the man's eyes shrank and his face turned pale. Unexpectedly, Ling Jing sneered and moved his sword to the side.
Swinging, it hit the skinny old man in the face.
"bump!"
The old man was struck in the face with a sword and suddenly fell away. Blood spurted out from his mouth, and several of his teeth were knocked out.
At this time, Ling Jing bent his body and moved himself between the other two people. He pointed out two fingers of his left hand continuously, one finger was illusory, and hit the acupuncture points of the two people at the same time. He used the advanced fingering technique of "Heavenly Doctor's Pulse Cutting Hand".
The old man fell to the ground unable to move. Ling Jing's sword just now contained a master-level internal force. No matter how powerful the old man was, he would definitely be seriously injured after taking this sword.
The other two people had their acupoints restrained, so naturally they couldn't move. Ling Jing slowly put away his sword, turned around and said, "Master, these three thieves will be left to you."
Master Dingxian clasped his hands together and thanked: "Thank you, young hero." He slowly walked forward and looked at the three masters of the Songshan Sect. There was no joy or sadness on his face. He sighed slightly and said: "Amitabha
, That's good! Brother Zhao, Brother Zhang, Brother Sima, I, the Hengshan sect, and the Gui sect have no grudges. Why are the three of them so hard on each other and want to set me on fire and burn me to charcoal? I don't know, but I want to ask for advice.
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The three masters of the Songshan sect were named Zhao, Zhang, and Sima. The three of them rarely walked around in the world. They only knew that their identities were very secretive. When Master Dingxian called out their last names, they were all shocked. (
