With the sound of an explosion, King Huai'an, Ji Lehou and Mr. Lu all involuntarily took seven or eight steps back before barely stopping themselves.
Han Yu remained motionless. The Fengtian Palace was only such a big place, and he was not worried that the soldiers outside would dare to attack him, otherwise he would not be the only one to bear the attack.
He looked coldly at the emperor who was protected by everyone behind him, and said coldly: "I will decide the fate of this dog emperor today. Anyone who dares to stop me will only die."
"Hmph! Don't even think about it!" King Huai'an's face was as dark as water. In order to protect the emperor, his two sons were seriously injured. How could they fail at this moment?
"You are not overestimating your own capabilities." Han Yu sneered: "Since you are so stubborn, I will kill you one by one and see who can stop me."
After saying that, he moved and rushed into the middle of Mr. Lu and the other three. Using one-on-three, he actually suppressed the three of them firmly.
Ling Jing and Tang Hao had already been taken away by the princess and Lianyi. Tang Hao had long been unconscious. Only Ling Jing was still conscious, but he was also seriously injured.
"Sir, how are you?" Lian Yi was so anxious that she almost cried, because Ling Jing's injuries looked really scary. There were countless scars on his body. In some places, gravel was even inserted directly into the flesh, and the injuries were visible.
bone.
"Still, I can't die yet." Ling Jing gasped for a few breaths, his chest felt very tight, and most parts of his body became a little numb. Although he couldn't feel the pain, he lost control.
The princess bit her lip and was weeping silently. She stayed by Ling Jing's side, not knowing how to speak. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have been hurt like this. And this was already the second time.
Ling Jing asked Lianyi to help him up, and looked at the people fighting in the field with a heavy expression.
The King of Huai'an and Ji Lehou are veteran masters. It stands to reason that their martial arts are extremely high, at least not much worse than Mr. Bai. But now that they join forces with Mr. Lu, the three of them may not have the upper hand.
"It seems that they are no match for Han Yu. Is the third level of artistic conception really so powerful?"
He has never been able to see where Han Yu's bottom line is. With the "Great Shift of the Universe" and "Holy Fire Order Martial Arts", no matter who he faces or how many masters he faces, he always seems to be able to do it with ease.
No one can force him to rush.
"Lianyi, give me my sword." Ling Jing's eyes flashed and he struggled to stand up.
"Master, don't, don't move." Lian Yi hurriedly supported him and said anxiously: "Master, you are so seriously injured now, you can't fight Han Yu anymore."
The princess also grabbed his arm and said, "Do you want to die? Don't you know that we are all worried about you?"
Ling Jing raised his brows, transferred his inner energy to the palm of his right palm, and with a slight suction, the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" flew into his hand.
He looked at the princess and Lianyi and said calmly: "I can only use one sword. With my current physical condition, I can only use the last sword. If I still can't do anything to Han Yu, then we will probably die together."
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"Are you afraid?" He suddenly smiled, looked at Lian Yi, and then at the princess.
Lian Yi shook her head and said with a forced smile: "As long as the young master is here, I'm not afraid."
The princess looked a little pale, the hand holding Ling Jing trembled slightly, and said: "I owe you. Of course I will die with you."
Ling Jing smiled, his body shook, and the two women took two steps away, and then he gently closed his eyes.
After a moment, the sword body of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" trembled slightly. A layer of dark sword energy floated gently on the sword body, like running water.
At this moment, if you look carefully, you will find that Ling Jing's palm is not attached to the hilt of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" at all, but there seems to be an invisible attraction, firmly absorbing the hilt in his palm, void
suspended.
"I am selfless and have no intention. I don't know whether this sword is right or not. But no matter what, I can only gamble once."
He is now seriously injured and unable to activate his second sword move. This time, it will be his final blow.
Suddenly, Ling Jing opened his eyes, and there seemed to be two flashes of lightning in his eyes, as if they were real.
"go!"
Ling Jing raised his right hand, turning it into a sword finger, and the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" shot out like a wandering dragon. The black sword energy smashed the ground along the way, leaving a trail of broken pieces several feet long and four to five feet wide.
Fissure zone.
"Um?"
Han Yu, who was dealing with Mr. Lu and the others, suddenly frowned and felt an astonishing sword energy approaching him.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a black torrent of sword energy, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect Ling Jing to be able to strike out with another sword at this time.
"This kid is very perseverant."
The corner of Han Yu's mouth curled up, and a stream of white air gathered in front of him. It shook outwards, and immediately bounced Lu and the others away, and then rushed towards the black torrent.
"The world is shifting!"
The black sword energy was sucked into the middle position between his two palms, causing a stalemate.
Then Han Yu twisted his hands, trying to use this powerful sword energy to attack Mr. Lu and the others.
"Do it!"
The three of them, Mr. Lu and Mr. Lu, were all experienced in battles. They immediately saw Han Yu's intention. The three of them surrounded Han Yu from three directions, and Yang Mu also drew his sword at this time.
Buzz!
Yang Mu's weapon had a strange shape, and countless filaments fell out from the weapon, stabbing the King of Huai'an.
At this moment, a shocking scene occurred.
I saw the sword energy in Han Yu's hand suddenly blown away by the wind like clouds, and the sword energy that was originally so powerful disappeared in an instant.
"What's going on?"
Han Yu felt something was wrong and quickly pulled away and flew back, but suddenly stopped.
At some point, Ling Jing appeared behind Han Yu, piercing his back with a sword and protruding from his chest.
"Master Han, the real sword is actually here."
Han Yu's face stiffened, his shoulders shook slightly, and he forced Ling Jing's weapon out of his body. This force drove Ling Jing back ten or twenty steps.
Ling Jing staggered to a halt, stabbing his sword on the floor, breathing heavily.
"What is the name of this sword?" Han Yu's chest was already stained red with blood, but he still had the air of a master and asked solemnly.
Yang Mu was shocked when he saw that Han Yu was injured. He quickly abandoned King Huai'an and guarded Han Yu's side.
"Leader, are you injured?"
Han Yu waved his hands and just looked at Ling Jing.
Ling Jing gave a strong laugh, his face became even paler, and said: "Selfless and Wuxin, this sword is called "Annihilation"."
"Annihilation?" Han Yu suddenly burst into laughter, then coughed twice and said: "Brother Ling, you are definitely the most terrifying swordsman I have ever encountered. If I don't kill you today, I'm afraid that
I will never feel at ease in my life, do you still have the strength to use this kind of sword technique again?"
His body moved suddenly, turning into a winding curve, and rushed towards Ling Jing.
"It's over now." Ling Jing's heart sank. "Annihilation" is the second-level swordsmanship of the artistic conception that he just realized. But at this moment, his body is seriously injured and he can't use the second sword at all. At this moment, he can only close his eyes and wait for death.
What?
"stop!"
The king of Huai'an was so anxious that the three of them joined forces and chased him from behind.
bump!
Ling Jing felt as if he had been hit hard, and felt his body suddenly fly. His mind was in chaos, and then his vision went dark, and he didn't know anything anymore. He could only vaguely hear someone exclaiming, and someone shouting angrily.
...
More than a month later, in the palace of King Huai'an, there was an exquisite bedroom.
A beautiful woman was sitting on the edge of the bed weeping silently. Lying on the bed was a young man, his face was pale and haggard, his eyes were closed, as if he was dead.
Crunch!
The door to the room was pushed open, and several figures walked in.
"Madam, you go and rest for a while. You didn't sleep last night." It was King Huai'an who spoke. Behind him stood Zhu Junmi and Wan'er, who were recovering from serious injuries.
The princess shook her head and said: "I won't go. If Xu'er doesn't wake up for a day, then I won't leave him for a day."
King Huai'an sighed and looked at his son on the bed, feeling guilty again.
The three of them worked together that day and were barely able to fight against the seriously injured Han Yu. In the end, if the man's injuries were not getting more and more serious, the emperor would have been in danger, but in the end they still couldn't do anything to defeat Han Yu, leaving him and Yang
Mu escaped.
However, Ling Jing was hit by Han Yu at the last moment and never woke up.
"Mom, don't be too sad. If the second brother sees you like this, he won't feel well." Wan'er lay on the princess's lap and comforted her.
A few tears fell from the princess's eyes, she touched Wan'er's hair and said, "Our Zhu family owes your second brother a lot. If he can't wake up, then mother..."
"No, mother." Zhu Junmi said in a deep voice: "Although my second brother's pulse is weak, his internal energy is profound and his vitality has not been cut off. Sooner or later he will wake up."
...
Ling Jing had no idea what was going on outside. He didn't know when he started, but his consciousness was trapped in an endless space, surrounded by a vast expanse of white. No matter how he walked, he walked.
Not to the end.
"Is there anyone? Mader, is there anyone? System, where did you die?" Ling Jing ran wildly for a while, then panted and shouted.
"This is the inner space of the system. The host's body functions have begun to completely fail. It is expected to die in sixteen hours, so you are automatically frightened into this place."
"Damn it, you finally spoke." Ling Jing was shocked and said, "You said I'm going to die?"
"Yes, after systematic estimation, the host's chance of survival is less than 0.001%."
"Holy shit, how could this happen?" Ling Jing suddenly felt empty in his heart. He had been struggling in this world for so long, his martial arts improved step by step, and he also had someone he liked. But suddenly someone told him that you are going to die. He
How could it be accepted?
"No, how can I die? I will definitely not die!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please
