Ling Jing quickly circled his long sword. Faced with the siege of these six people, if he was careless, he would definitely die on the spot. How dare he be careless at this time.
A sword stabbed out in a winding way. No matter how Liu Wuxiang's palm skills changed, the tip of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" was always aimed at Liu Wuxiang's palm, making him unable to make a move.
"Oops, this guy's swordsmanship is too weird. It seems to be specifically aimed at palm-type martial arts."
Liu Wuxiang's thoughts changed rapidly, and at this moment, Yue Shi quietly floated behind Ling Jing with a chuckle, and put a palm print on Ling Jing's back.
"Little brother, you'd better just surrender and be captured."
A wisp of fragrance floated to Ling Jing's nose, but his movement skills suddenly increased sharply, and he threw himself directly in the direction of Liu Wuxiang. If this palm was hit by the Moon Messenger, he would be seriously injured even if he did not die.
"Brother Ling, your opponent is me now."
"Five Ultimate Crazy Life" Shang Tianchen didn't know when he came to Liu Wuxiang's side. His martial arts was even better than Liu Wuxiang's. The two of them joined forces to attack, which immediately put Ling Jing in danger.
"Buzz!"
There was a trembling sound, and a bright bloody sword light struck from Ling Jing's right rear. The sword light had not yet approached a few feet behind Ling Jing, but the aura of death had already sent a chill down his back.
"Wanyue Mountain!"
Ling Jing spun his body, tapped the ground with his toes, and jumped into the air. Then he turned his body upside down and stabbed downwards with a sword. The sword light was divided into thousands of ways, which was exactly the "Thirteen Movements of Hengshan Cloud and Mist"!
The six masters were all top figures in the world who were good at catching flaws. Seeing Ling Jing flying into the air to dodge Wanyue Mountain's sneak attack, the six masters immediately sneered. The six of them did not need to communicate at all, and they attacked at the same time, and they were bound to kill Ling Jing in the air.
"Colorless and formless!"
"Nine lives chain!"
"Juehun Palm!"
...
Each of the six people used their unique skills, and the overbearing wind forced the surrounding soldiers to retreat several feet. However, despite this, many soldiers were still knocked to the ground.
"It turns out that this is the strength of martial arts masters. It's really terrifying. Any one of these six people can at least kill everyone in our hundred households."
"Yeah, it's really terrible!"
Ling Jing was in mid-air, already in a very disadvantageous position, because there was no way to borrow strength in the air. Even though he was equipped with the "Golden Wild Goose Kung", the method of borrowing force from this Qing Gong was far inferior to that on the flat ground.
The method transformation is also extremely inflexible.
"Sword energy protects the body!"
"The magical power of indestructibility!"
Ling Jing did not dare to be careless, and used the two most powerful body-protecting martial arts at the same time. A circle of sword energy spread around him, forming an invisible barrier, but like a flickering light, it seemed that he would be struck by that at any time.
The energy of the six people was shattered.
Seeing that the six people and Ling Jing were about to collide, Yang Mu in the distance suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Under the siege of these six people, this kid had absolutely no chance of survival. As long as he was dealt with, he could attack with confidence.
Fengtian Palace, and if this person killed Yi Xiaolou, Yi Tianxing would definitely be furious. Now let’s see if he dares not to use his strength.
However, at this moment, two rays of silver light suddenly flew in mid-air. Han Yu and Yang Mu couldn't help but narrow their eyes, and then sneered.
"Second brother, let me help you block them!"
A figure moved down from the palace in the distance, and the two silver lights flying through the air were two daggers, shooting at Wanyue Mountain and Liu Wuxiang respectively.
"Zhu Junmi!"
Liu Wuxiang suddenly smiled sinisterly. He and this person had a grudge for a long time. At this time, this person actually came to die in a hurry. That couldn't be better.
Liu Wuxiang stepped back to avoid the incoming dagger. At the same time, he tiptoed and rushed towards Zhu Junmi.
Wan Yueshan swung his sword to separate Zhu Junmi's dagger, but his moves were immediately confused. Ling Jing took this opportunity and swept out with one sword. Monk Tianchen and the three Persian envoys responded with the same move.
"snort!"
Ling Jing snorted. The four people joining forces should not be underestimated. They were much stronger than the joint efforts of Wanyue Mountain and the three Persian envoys back then. With a forced move, his inner breath was stagnated and he suffered.
Minor injuries.
But there was no time for him to catch his breath at this moment, so he quickly put the tip of his sword on Feng Shi's weapon, floated back in the air, and retreated in the direction of Zhu Junmi.
The two brothers quickly joined together, and the two daggers were sucked back into Zhu Junmi's hands. Both of them looked solemnly at the six masters surrounding them.
"Have the princess and Wan'er been sent to a safe place?" Ling Jing asked in a low voice.
Zhu Junmi nodded imperceptibly, stared at the six people outside with a cautious look, and whispered: "My mother and younger sister have been sent out of the capital. My father went to contact his colleagues in the court to mobilize troops, but it didn't happen immediately.
I can make it over here."
"It seems that the situation is still a bit bad." Ling Jing raised his eyebrows. Now Han Yu and Yang Mu have not taken action yet, and their troops have not moved. I guess they must wait for work and let these six masters consume two of their own.
A person's inner strength finally kills him in one fell swoop.
"Your Majesty, why did you come here alone?"
Zhu Junmi smiled bitterly and said: "I am from the Zhu family, how can I ignore the emperor's troubles? And among the people of the Zhu family, I am afraid that you and I are the best in martial arts, and the others may not be able to count on it."
Already."
"Yeah." Ling Jing nodded, but did not refute, and reminded: "You should be careful later, try to conserve your internal strength, and don't fight with them. There are still three old guys in Fengtian Temple, and they are not here at this time.
When you come out to help, do you really want to watch us get killed?"
He felt a little unhappy in his heart. He, a member of the Zhu family who had not yet recognized his ancestors and returned to his clan, had already put himself in danger here. It was really chilling that several of the masters inside could still sit still.
In the blink of an eye, the six masters gathered together again. The three Persian envoys, Shang Tianchen, besieged Ling Jing, while Zhu Junmi faced Wanyueshan and Liu Wuxiang.
Zhu Junmi's martial arts skills were only on par with Liu Wuxiang's, and now that he was besieged by Wanyue Mountain, who was at the peak of the first level of artistic conception, he was suddenly a bit stretched. Fortunately, his swordsmanship was very dexterous, and he could always avoid it.
He had the opportunity to fight head-on with the two of them, so he was not defeated immediately.
Ling Jing's side was even more dangerous. Yue Shi, a delicate woman, had no idea that her martial arts skills were no worse than those of a master like Liu Wuxiang. Monk Tianchen joined forces to attack, and their attack was far superior to that of Feng Shi and Yun Shi.
, after all, these two envoys are only masters of the first level of artistic conception. Although their martial arts are high, they are not the most peak people.
"Lingxi sword!"
Ling Jing saw that Zhu Junmi was a little embarrassed, and he was also forced to restrain his hands. He felt cruel, and the long sword shook, and suddenly turned into a dragon-like sword light that hovered around him, protecting both himself and Zhu Junmi.
