When he arrived at Zhong Huangyu's side, he only heard a few "dang-dang" sounds.
The few arrows that shot through the air seemed to have been shot down by some hidden weapon that roared sharply upwards in mid-air, and landed not far behind him. Someone secretly helped him knock down the few arrows aimed at him.
He couldn't care so much about the long arrow that was shot. He held the sword tightly with both hands and raised it, and the sword turned into a force as strong as a broken bamboo and struck at Zhong Huangyu.
"Shu Zi, you dare." Zhong Huangyu was completely shocked by the scene in front of him. He felt that he would have no regrets in dying if he could watch such a peerless master in this life.
Just when he was sighing, he realized that the sharp sound of breaking through the air was coming towards him. When he saw it, he was shocked and angry. He shouted and hurriedly struck the long knife that turned into a big fist with both hands.
With a "clang" sound, Zhong Huangyu's right fist hit the back of the broadsword, and the broadsword made a groaning sound, and the groaning sound continued for a long time.
Ling Tianyun felt that his hands were shaking, his arms were numb, and the sword was almost out of his hand. He bit his breath and sank into his dantian, swung the sword and struck at Zhong Huangyu again.
"Pfft." With a sound, Zhong Huangyu took the knife again, but his face turned red, his body staggered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
There was a blur in front of his eyes, and his body suddenly went limp and sat on the ground, but the gaze in his eyes was dull, as if he had lost consciousness.
Ling Tianyun was overjoyed when he saw this and rushed forward to Zhong Huangyu who fell to the ground.
"How dare you hurt me, the eldest elder of the Zhong family." Several figures immediately jumped out and rushed towards Ling Tianyun.
Ling Tianyun looked at these dead soldiers of the Zhong family, his face darkened, and he swung the sword in his hand again, turning into layers of sword shadows to cover those people.
There was another dense sound of breaking through the air coming this way, and the long arrow shot toward Ling Tianyun with a whistling sound.
In front are the dead soldiers of the Zhong family, and behind them are the long arrows fired by the dense crossbows.
At this critical moment, a figure sprang out from the crowd, and instantly crossed Ling Tianyun and arrived behind him. I saw the man leaping up a few times, and the dense long arrows disappeared immediately, and he was completely caught in it.
in hand.
The crisis behind Ling Tianyun was relieved, but the few dead soldiers of the Zhong family who rushed towards him were still holding him back.
Ling Tianyun wanted to catch Zhong Huangyu who was lying on the ground, but the few dead soldiers of the Zhong family wanted to stop him, and for a while they were entangled with each other.
But the other martial arts cultivators have not yet recovered from the white light, they are still immersed in this shocking scene.
As the saying goes, one punch can't beat four hands. Ling Tianyun resisted the few dead soldiers of the Zhong family who rushed forward, and gradually became a little weak. His only helping hand, the old man with sinister eyebrows and stern eyes, stood behind him to help him clean up the long swords emitted by the powerful crossbows.
arrow.
Ling Tianyun's chest was severely slashed by a dead soldier of the Zhong family, and his feet were hooked by a dead soldier holding a double hook weapon. Suddenly, his feet were bloody and bloody, and he ignored the tearing pain.
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Suddenly, there was a flash of blood in front of his eyes, and a dead soldier was split open by him, and blood flew and splashed on his eyes.
He only felt that there was a glow of blood in front of him, and there was no other color except blood.
Suddenly, his heart trembled violently, and a red light appeared in his eyes. But he didn't notice it at all. He only felt that the blood in his body was boiling, and his whole body seemed to be filled with infinite power.
The red light in his eyes gradually grew larger and began to fill his entire eyes. A trace of excitement that he had never experienced suddenly surged into his heart, and the vitality in his body that was about to be exhausted was now gurgling out like spring water.
That true energy instantly flowed throughout his body, and the meridians throughout his body felt as if warm spring water had moistened him.
At this moment, he only had endless killing intent in his heart, and his eyes began to turn completely red. A strange light shot out from his eyes and shot straight towards the dead soldiers in front of him.
As soon as the dead soldiers met his gaze, their whole bodies suddenly tensed up, their hairs stood up, and a chill that they had never felt before rose up behind them.
Their eyes showed panic as they looked at Ling Tianyun who was coming towards them.
At this time, Ling Tianyun's hair was flying wildly, and his whole body was spattered with blood, like a demon who had just returned from the killing battlefield.
He raised his sword and slashed straight at the dead soldiers in front, and the endless sharp sword energy turned into a stream of extremely alluring magic blades. The dead soldiers hurriedly raised their weapons to resist, but unexpectedly there was a "click".
The weapon in his hand broke with the sound.
They felt a chill all over their bodies, and they all lowered their heads and looked at themselves.
"Ah," horrifying screams rang out. Their bodies had been cut into two pieces, and blood was splashing everywhere. Several dead soldiers watched helplessly as their bodies were cut into two pieces, and they shouted the most terrible words in their lives.
With the last terrifying sound of tearing, they all fell to the ground in despair.
Ling Tianyun only felt a belief in his mind, to kill everyone on the opposite side. He poured all the active energy into the big knife in his hand and swung it forward with all his strength.
After that, he only felt a collapse in his whole body, and that knife almost drained all the strength from his body. The big knife in his hand was as heavy as a thousand, and almost fell to the ground from his hand. He endured the collapse of his body, and almost
He was about to faint. He put the big knife on the ground and shook his body a few times before he stabilized himself.
"Hurry up and catch that Zhong Huangyu. I can't stand the old thief anymore." A strange voice sounded in his ears.
But it was the old man with sinister eyebrows and rat-eyes who was in a sorry state, panting, and his feet were already covered with long arrows. It seemed that the arrows shot by the "Godly Crossbow of Lords" were not easy to catch. If you wanted to hide from the old man, you would
His Qinggong should not be a problem, but if he dodges, their plan will fail.
Ling Tianyun bit the tip of his tongue, and a tingling sensation suddenly came from his brain. This tingling made him sober, and the red light in his eyes gradually faded away with the tingling.
He looked forward intently, but was stunned by the scene in front of him.
I saw three or four dead soldiers in front of me being chopped down in a pool of blood. Their bloody intestines flowed all over the floor, and blood gurgled out everywhere. Those dead soldiers had long since died. There were still two dead soldiers left.
The soldiers opened their eyes with panic, as if they had seen the most terrifying thing. Their bodies were trembling, and the weapons in their hands were shaking.
Ling Tianyun was stunned when he saw this, and he couldn't help but take a step forward.
"Ah", when the two dead soldiers saw each other walking towards them, they couldn't help but screamed in surprise, threw away the weapons in their hands, turned around and ran away like headless flies.
"Why are you still in a daze? Hurry up and grab that old man Zhong as a hostage." A loud shout sounded behind him. It must be that the old man couldn't bear it anymore.
He didn't have time to appreciate his victory again, so he dragged his exhausted body to the front of Zhong Huangyu, and found that the other person's eyes were dull, as if he was possessed by some kind of demon, and there was no movement at all.
He picked the man up, put a knife to his neck and shouted: "Stop".
Everything that happened took just a few breaths, and everyone had no idea what had happened. Their eyes were still looking at the dazzling light.
The dazzling light gradually began to fade and began to recede like a tide. As the light receded, there was a cloud of churning dust and flying sand and rocks flying everywhere.
After everything calmed down, everyone noticed that the two figures began to become clearer after the diffuse dust dispersed.
Wanyan Wudi's figure remained unchanged, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at the other party calmly, without even a trace of dust on him. But the old monk was in a mess, with a mouthful of blood spurting out, and his body was loose.
His sleeves were torn and turned into strips of cloth hanging on his body.
The old monk's face was pale, and his skinny hands were cracked, and bits of blood could be seen. But the old monk smiled, opened his big mouth full of blood, and exposed his old black and yellow teeth. He smiled, smiled
It's so happy.
Everyone looked at all this with confusion. The scene in front of them clearly showed that the old monk lost, and he lost in such an embarrassing manner, but why was he laughing, and he was laughing so happily.
"Master, you have good skills, your chess skills are superior, my master admires you, that's it, that's all."
After Wanyan Wudi said these words, he turned around and walked away, heading towards the gate of the dojo.
Ling Tianyun picked up Zhong Huangyu and looked nervously at the approaching Wanyan Wudi, and behind him was the old man with a nervous look on his face.
At this time, Zhong Huangyu was already in his hands, and the superior warriors in the four turrets never fired their powerful crossbows again, because they were afraid of hurting Zhong Huangyu by throwing rat-proof weapons.
"It's a pity, otherwise there will be another Feng Lian Dao within ten years."
When Wanyan Wudi passed by Ling Tianyun, he said something inexplicably. After saying that, he walked straight towards the door. Everyone could only watch his leaving back, not daring to vomit.
The figure in the white fur robe arrived at the gate in an instant, without seeing any movement from him, but disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if disappearing out of thin air.
There was silence in the entire martial arts field. The dozen or so foreign martial arts cultivators still didn't know what happened. Maybe they were still intoxicated in the battle just now, or maybe they were already numb and didn't know that they were far away from the crisis.
"Brother Ling is so skilled, I admire you.",
At this time, a figure appeared next to Ling Tianyun like a ghost. This person was Zhong Jianhong, the eldest son of the Zhong family.
I haven't seen him today, but his strange appearance at this time made Ling Tianyun feel trembling.
"Brother Zhong came at the right time. I wonder if this bargaining chip can protect me and the others from going out." Ling Tianyun tightened his hold on Zhong Huangyu and pressed the big knife against his neck. He said to Zhong Jianhong calmly.
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Zhong Jianhong's eyes flashed with a hint of danger. He thought for a while and then nodded.
Only then did the martial arts cultivators realize that they and others were safe, and the credit for all this was due to a young man in black clothes who was about seventeen years old.
The old monk spit out the blood in his chest and looked at Ling Tianyun with approval. Then he turned to Zhong Jianhong and recited the Buddha's name and said: "Donor Zhong, it is really a sin for us to hold uncle Ling hostage to save our lives. I hope the Zhong family will never do it in the future.
If you commit another crime of killing again, please ask the donor to let you go."
There was a supreme majesty in the old monk's tone, which made it impossible for anyone to resist.
Zhong Jianhong waved his hand, and two warriors opened the door of the martial arts dojo.
All the martial arts cultivators cheered, and they hurriedly ran towards the gate. Being able to escape death was already the best favor from God to them.
The three of them, the old monk, were the last to go out from the gate, and they were still carrying the stupid-eyed Zhong Huangyu in their hands. After they walked out of the gate and out of the coverage of the "Godly Crossbow of Lords", this
Then they stopped. Zhong Jianhong and a warrior followed them.
"Amitabha, it's really a sin. My uncle will wake up in a day and there will be no serious problem." The old monk ordered Ling Tianyun to return Zhong Huangyu to Zhong Jianhong and said something politely.
After Zhong Jianhong thanked the old monk, he turned his attention to Ling Tianyun.
Ling Tianyun was also looking at him, and the two seemed to have a tacit understanding without saying a word. They understood that from now on, they were real enemies, and they still had the kind of hostile relationship of you and not me.
Fate may really play tricks on people. At first, the two got along like good friends, and they once cooperated to see through the assassin wearing Zhong Tong's mask. Now, whether it is in terms of family interests or grievances, the two of them have
It was no longer possible to get along like good friends. But there was a bigger conspiracy behind Zhong Jianhong, and Ling Tianyun vaguely felt that this bigger conspiracy must be related to him.
Zhong Jianhong looked up to the sky and sighed, and now the warrior supported Zhong Huangyu and walked towards the dojo.
This sigh is sighing at the tricks of fate, and at the same time it is telling the other person the helplessness in his heart.
With this sigh, it was hard to express the endless loneliness, and from now on, they were in a situation where they would never die.
Ling Tianyun also remained silent. He didn't know what the other party meant, but what could he do? There was no way to change fate. He could only follow the trend and follow his own heart.
At this time, a group of dark clouds floated inexplicably over Lanzhou City, rolling in and getting bigger and bigger.
The huge dark cloud was like a ferocious beast that covered the sky and the sun, waking up the comfortable people. They all raised their heads to look at the rolling dark cloud, and their hearts were trembling inexplicably, as if the dark cloud might happen at any time.
It seemed like it had swallowed up the entire Lanzhou City.