However, under the shroud of that sword light, even retreating was so difficult.
Zhuo Fanglin obviously had rich experience in actual combat. He gritted his teeth and raised his sword to meet him.
The two swords intertwined and chanted loudly, and a huge force surged in. Ling Chuxi flew back lightly. She had never thought about fighting for her life, she just wanted to save Liang Jinhuai.
Zhuo Fanglin took two steps back and pressed his fingers on his arm, with traces of blood seeping between his fingers.
Ling Chuxi narrowed her eyes slightly and thought to herself that it was a pity that if her innate vitality had been restored, Zhuo Fanglin would definitely not be able to save her arm.
However, with the faint trace of innate vitality in his body now, relying only on the martial arts core and understanding of the martial arts artistic conception, Ling Chuxi is very satisfied with such results.
"How dare you sneak attack on my young master!" Beside the carriage, the dozen or so guards roared in unison, drawing out their long swords and attacking Ling Chuxi.
Just now they were standing beside the carriage, and Ling Chuxi was still unable to determine their true strength. Now that they were angry and taking action, Ling Chuxi was slightly surprised. Everyone actually had the strength of late Tianyuan or even the peak.
But Ling Chuxi is not worried. If she can't beat her, can't she escape? Although her innate vitality is a little weaker now, with her martial arts heart, she can still easily find a gap in the opponent's encirclement, and easily
He dodges out of the way easily and his movements look extremely effortless.
"Hey!" An almost inaudible voice of surprise came from the carriage.
"Presumptuous!" In the sky, a fiery red cloud floated over. The person coming was, of course, Liang Yunru.
A long silver whip was like a dragon coming out of the sea, stirring up thousands of storms and clouds. Countless whip shadows thundered across the nine continents and fell towards the dozens of guards.
Overbearing! Even Ling Chuxi, who was outside, had a feeling of helplessness in the turbulent sea, following the ups and downs of the huge waves.
Such strong strength, Ling Chuxi felt firsthand how strong Liang Yunru was.
Under the pressure of the heavy whip shadow, there was no resistance at all. They were staggering around, and they didn't even know where the long sword in their hands was lost. They looked above their heads with a look of horror, only to see Liang Yunru.
That pretty face filled with evil spirits.
"City Lord Liang, why are you having trouble with this junior?" An old voice came from the carriage.
A green light flashed past his eyes, and a muffled sound came from the air.
Just as the heavy whip shadows of a frightening dragon entering the sea disappeared before his eyes, the heavy pressure disappeared, and two figures, one red and one green, also floated down at the same time.
The one who was red was naturally Liang Yunru. At this time, Liang Yunru no longer had her usual smile, her face was covered with frost, and she looked even more sinister against the backdrop of her fiery long dress.
Standing opposite was an old man in green robes, who was calm and composed, giving people an unpredictable and profound feeling.
Ling Chuxi was secretly shocked. The strength Liang Yunru had just shown was shocking enough. This old man's strength didn't seem to be inferior to hers at all.
What are the origins of these people?
The dozen or so guards had already picked up their weapons and returned behind him, while the dozen or so guards from the City Lord's Mansion were also standing behind Liang Yunru, and the aura they released was not weaker than the other's at all.
Only then did Ling Chuxi realize that these guards were so powerful.
"Zhuo Weiran, it's you!" Liang Yunru said coldly, looking at the old man opposite.
"City Lord Liang still remembers me." Zhuo Weiran said lightly.