After sitting down, the horse rubbed its hooves nervously against the bridge. A burst of flying snow blew wildly in the face, and then two figures shot over like a rainbow piercing the sun. A cold wind blew up like a blade.
, with an astonishing aura like bloodthirsty and chilling, cold light rises up with the shadow, the light figure is like the white crane flying across the sky, the condensed cold aura makes a hissing and harsh sound in the sky, faster than
The shooting star is like a thundering giant.
Ling Tianyun's starry eyes focused, and with a "clang" sound, the 'Xing Ze' behind him was unsheathed, and he was suddenly holding it tightly in his hand. Sitting high on the horse's back, his energy was as heavy as a rock, and his posture was as loose as a pine tree. His eyes were white.
As soon as the shadow flashed, one of the two white figures appeared in front of him, followed immediately by a brilliant and dazzling cold light.
"Zheng", there was a crisp sound of metal intertwining, Ling Tianyun slashed back with his spinning knife, and went towards the cold light. A strong and unparalleled aura surged out, hitting the blade from the tip of the knife.
Above the cold light, a string of electric sparks burst out from the two intertwined weapons. And the figure, as light as falling snow, spun in the air, twisted like a fairy and quickly retreated.
It fluttered like snowflakes and fell on the other side of the bridge, but made no sound.
On the other side, the Panlong stick in Zhao Kuangyin's hand was like sweeping through thousands of troops, slashing at the figure flying in the air. However, he saw the figure twisting in the air like a slippery loach, dodging his attack.
The long stick swept over forcefully. There was another flash of cold light, and the white shadow teleported across the sky with a strange movement technique, and appeared on the head of the horse where Zhao Kuangyin sat. And the white shadow's feet were a little light, light and soft.
Like a weightless snowflake, standing on the horse's head.
Zhao Kuangyin's tiger eyes flashed, and he immediately retracted his long stick. With a 'buzz' sound, the dragon stick turned into a sharp sword and stabbed straight away. Its movement was faster than lightning and more powerful than thunder. That white streak
The shadow's feet were a little bit higher, soaring into the air, avoiding the long stick that turned into a sword, and the cold light in the white shadow's hand became even brighter, like the exploding cold frost, it stabbed towards Zhao Kuangyin's throat.
The movement of that white shadow was strange and charming, sometimes like the snowflakes rolled up by the surging breath, sometimes like the lightning that struck straight down.
It was too late to retract the stick, Zhao Kuangyin's face darkened. He did not expect that the other party's light kung fu was so outstanding. He did not even see the opponent's figure clearly, he only felt a refreshing breath blowing into his nostrils. His heart froze, and there was something in his hand.
The stick pointed straight up at the sky, and he leaned back, almost sticking to the horse's back. Only then did he barely escape the sharp assassination of the white shadow that was coming at him.
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Still on the horse's back, Zhao Kuangyin swung his stick towards the white shadow that crossed over him and swept away again. With a "dang" sound, he saw the white shadow spinning around to block the cold light, and the two weapons collided with each other and made a harsh sound.
.But the white shadow flew from the sky above Zhao Kuangyin like a fairy, rising and falling like a fairy, and landed on the other end of the bridge as light as a feather.
For a moment, there were only four people left on the Jinshui Bridge outside the north gate of the imperial capital. Two assassins like white shadows stood at both ends of the bridge, blocking Ling Tianyun and the two on the Jinshui Bridge. The way forward and the way back were all gone.
Being intercepted, the only way to escape was to abandon the horse and jump into the river. However, the two opponents seemed to be sure that they did not know the nature of water, so they confidently intercepted them at both ends of the Jinshui Bridge.
The remaining snow that was flying all over the sky fell on the bridge, and the condensed breath stirred up the biting cold wind and fell back on the bridge. There were only people watching from a distance, and it seemed that the defenders at the north gate had not noticed it. It was just this weird thing.
Such a phenomenon makes people feel scared. This is indeed the first time such a thing has happened in this imperial capital.
Sitting down, the horses couldn't help but snort heavily as if they were uneasy. Their four hooves couldn't help rubbing against the bridge deck. There was a blood-like chilling atmosphere condensing on the Jinshui Bridge. Although the horses were clear
Human nature, but horses have a much stronger instinct for danger than humans. They have already felt extremely dangerous, even if they behave like embarrassment.
Ling Tianyun faced the white figure on the other side of the bridge. Apart from being wrapped in a white robe, Ling Tianyun only saw a pair of sharp, cold eyes. It was difficult to tell whether the other person was a man or a woman, but
Looking at the other party's broad white robe, one could vaguely see his petite silhouette. A faint, clear-like fragrance penetrated into his nose with the wind, and then looked at those cold eyes, with a delicate and graceful look.
Such charm, he did not expect that this assassin turned out to be a female assassin.
Zhao Kuangyin had already turned around on horseback. He also noticed this, but his face became more solemn. He was not prepared at all for this unknown assassin. The opponent's light movements and elusive methods made him worried.
. He didn’t know the origin of the other party, let alone why the other party could calculate so accurately. He had already laid an ambush under the Jinshui Bridge.
The horse made a heavy snoring sound, but the murderous intent on the bridge became more and more intense. Without telling each other, Ling Tianyun and Zhao Kuangyin clenched their weapons and dismounted. Facing such a strange assassin, they
You can only act cautiously and be condescending on horseback, but there are more limitations.
After patting the horses' heads lightly, the two anxious horses immediately raised their hooves and ran wildly into the city. However, the white shadow assassin guarding the other end of the city gate did not move. He allowed the two horses to run wildly from his side.
But when he returned, the cold light in his hand became a little stronger, like a dazzling cold blade condensed on the vast wasteland.
The solemn and condensed breath was filled with overflowing murderous intent, and the flying dust and light residual snow were rolled up. The breath was even colder, and a storm-like airflow suddenly surged from the Golden Water Bridge.
The figure is like an arrow, the white robe is like a shadow, the cold light breaks through the sky like a poison, and the two white shadows once again trigger another fierce killing. The same weird movement, but a different soaring aura. The daggers in their hands are like
The dazzling meteors streaked across the sky, and the hissing sound was heard endlessly.
Ling Tianyun raised his sword and faced the white-robed assassin opposite him. The dagger in the opponent's hand stabbed as fast as the wind, swirling like a line of shadows, and stabbed at the vital points all over his body. Ling Tianyun's sword skills were greatly expanded, although there was no chaos.
However, with the 'Xingze' in hand, a sense of flesh and blood suddenly emerged. The Ling family's swordsmanship is mainly sharp and powerful, focusing on large opening and closing moves. And the true energy in his body is like a rushing river.
, endlessly.
As soon as the figures met each other, there was another sound of metal interlacing. The crisp sound of metal interlacing echoed in the wind, and the lightning and fire aroused were like bright spots in the white sky, which was extremely dazzling. Ling Tianyun Vietnam War
Yue Yong almost suppressed the opponent. He clearly felt that the opponent's aura was lingering but could not last long. The sword in his hand once again burst out with an overwhelming momentum, slashing horizontally and upside down. After a burst of hearty sword movements, Ling Tianyun felt
The knife in his hand is becoming more and more handy, and this knife is as if it was made for him.
With a "snap" sound, Ling Tianyun slashed away with his sword. The white-robed assassin's dagger blocked the opponent, but was lifted up by the aura of the rainbow. The sword sliced through the opponent's head and wrapped him tightly. The hat was torn. I saw scraps of cloth flying all over the sky and snowflakes rolled up by the breath.
What came into Ling Tianyun's eyes was a head of black, waterfall-like hair flying out from the torn hat, followed by a pale but charming face. In front of his eyes, there was skin like gelatin, a slender jade neck, and a pair of eyes as black as paint, with an extremely tenacious cold light. As the hat on the other person's head fell off, the other person's beautiful and graceful figure The posture is also revealed.
The slightly raised cherry lips pursed, the female assassin said nothing, and the dagger attack in her hand became even more fierce. As if she were dancing, a white shadow came towards Ling Tianyun with a sharp and unparalleled cold light sword style. That persistent and tenacious look was the most terrifying look Ling Tianyun had ever seen. What kind of person could make this frail woman become a Kuangtian assassin, and what kind of organization could make them willing to fear life and death.
With the 'Xingze' in his hand like a tiger, Ling Tianyun was not as hurried as before. With his majestic sword movements and his true energy that was as powerful as mountains and rivers, he was like a arrogant and peerless martial god. The female assassin had already shown signs of failure. But Ling Tianyun's heart softened and he did not take the opportunity to attack. When the other party was dripping with sweat and gasping for breath, he put away the sword in his hand.
The battle on Zhao Kuangyin's side had ended long ago. The female assassin's disorderly hair and messy figure all showed that their assassination mission had failed. However, the two female assassins did not show disappointment. Their expressions, on the contrary, showed a blazing light in their eyes. It was not the expression that a loser should have, but rather like the fanatical behavior of someone they admired.
Ling Tianyun and Zhao Kuangyin were even more astonished. They did not expect that the two assassins who failed in the assassination had no intention of leaving, nor did they make any move to commit suicide. Although they looked embarrassed, there was no trace of anything in their behavior. There was no chaos, and a strange brilliance bloomed in his eyes.
Just when Zhao Kuangyin and Ling Tianyun were confused, they heard the sound of a crane that echoed across the sky. They raised their heads and looked up, only to see a rich and handsome white crane flying slowly towards them from a distance. The white crane spread its wings two feet wide, like the nine-sky divine beast. What surprised them even more was that they saw a man sitting firmly on the white crane. When the white crane flew over the Jinshui Bridge, the man suddenly disappeared from the sky. The crane jumped down from its back.
I saw the man in white clothes floating in the air, like a fairy descending to earth. The man's posture was as elegant as a leaf. The man slowly fell to the ground without picking up a trace of dust. He was a young man in his early twenties. , white clothes were fluttering, and a pair of snow-like white boots were not stained with dust. The man walked towards the female assassin with a disordered aura with a smile on his face, and his handsome and extraordinary figure revealed an immortality that was not stained by the mortal world. The appearance and appearance.
"Lord," with a sweet cry, the two white-robed female assassins ran up and hurried towards the young man in white. Their eyes had long since lost the tough, razor-like look, replaced by a stream of autumn water. Gentleness. In addition to the tenderness in their eyes, there is also a surprisingly hot light of admiration.
The young man in white stretched out his slender hands and caressed the messy hair on the foreheads of the two women. His movements were extremely gentle, as if he were stroking the smooth green hair of his lover. The two women changed their murderous intentions.
With a breath like a bird, Xiaojiabiyu looked so charming in front of that young man.
What a handsome young man, with an elegant figure and a flawless face, Ling Tianyun secretly sighed in his heart. This is the most handsome man he has ever seen. His body is as handsome as a bamboo, and if he is more, he will be fatter.
She was thinner by one point, and her face was as white as jade, with white teeth and red lips. Among all the women he had ever seen, only Dugu Aoxue's appearance could compare with her, but the young man in white clothes had a lot of masculinity in him.
The aura was neither strong nor light, giving people a very comfortable feeling. Such a perfect man made Ling Tianyun feel a little distracted for a moment. Even he was shocked by such a person with extraordinary temperament.
The movements of the young man in white were very gentle and careful, and he never missed any detail. After he straightened the messy hair on the heads of the two women, what appeared in front of Ling Tianyun were two other unique temperaments.
The woman. There is no strong murderous aura at all, and she just exudes a touch of contentment and happiness, the Xiaojiabiyu woman.
"Zhao Guan's family, Yan is polite. The two maids of Yan did not know the seriousness and offended Zhao Guan's family. I hope Zhao Guan's family will not be offended." The young man in white completed the action in his hand, turned around slowly, and apologized to Zhao Kuangyin with fists in his hands.
. And his voice is like the spring sun in the cold wind, making people feel warm, especially his star-like eyes, which give people a feeling of youth but full of wisdom.
"Since he is Young Master Yan's subordinate, the matter is settled here. Young Master Yan did not say hello to Zhao when he came to the imperial capital, so that Zhao could do his best as a landlord." In addition to the solemn look in Zhao Kuangyin's eyes, he also
With a hint of fear, he said politely to the other party.
"This is Major General Ling. I have heard that Major General Ling has great righteousness, broke through Khitan's conspiracy, and saved all the martial arts sects of the Northern Han Dynasty from danger. He is truly a role model for our generation." The young man in white looked at him from time to time.
Zhao Kuangyin passed over and landed on Ling Tianyun, who had a shocked look on his face. He cupped his fists and said lightly to Ling Tianyun.