However, under the shroud of that sword light, it was so difficult to even retreat.

Zhuo Fanglin obviously has rich experience in actual combat, gritted his teeth and raised his sword to greet him.

The two swords intersected and Qing Ming groaned, a huge force surged, Ling Chuxi flew back lightly, she didn't want to fight hard, she just wanted to rescue Liang Jinhuai.

Zhuo Fanglin took two steps back, his fingers pressed against his arm, and traces of blood oozed from his fingers.

Ling Chuxi squinted slightly, and secretly said in his heart that it was a pity, if his innate vitality had been restored, Zhuo Fanglin's arm would definitely not be able to be saved.

However, with the faint trace of innate vitality in his body now, relying only on the martial arts heart and the comprehension of the martial arts conception, Ling Chuxi was already very satisfied with such a result.

"Bold, dare to sneak attack my young master!" Next to 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, Ling Chuxi was still difficult to determine their true strength, and now with an angry move, Ling Chuxi was slightly surprised, everyone actually had the strength of the late Tianyuan period or even the peak.

But Ling Chuxi is not worried, if he can't fight, can't he escape? Although the current innate vitality is a little weaker, but with the martial arts Dan heart, she still finds a gap in the other party's encirclement very lightly, and dodges out lightly and skillfully, and her movements look extremely relaxed.

"Huh!" There was an almost inaudible sound of surprise from the carriage.

"Presumptuous!" In the sky, a fiery red cloud floated by. Someone came, of course, it was Liang Yunru.

A silver long whip was like a dragon going out to sea, stirring thousands of wind and clouds, and countless whip shadows thundered Jiuzhou, falling towards the dozen or so guards.

Overbearing! Even Ling Chuxi, who was outside, had a sense of helplessness in the turbulent sea, undulating with the turbulent waves.

With such a strong strength, Ling Chuxi felt how strong Liang Yunru's strength was.

Under the pressure of the heavy whip shadow, he didn't even have the strength to resist, he staggered one by one, and he didn't even know where the long sword in his hand had gone, and he looked over his head with a shocked face, only to see Liang Yunru's pretty face full of anger.

"City Lord Liang, why can't you get along with the juniors?" In the carriage, an old voice was heard.

A cyan light and shadow flashed in front of him, and a muffled sound came from the air.

The heavy whip shadow like a dragon entering the sea disappeared in front of him, and the heavy coercion disappeared with it, and two figures, one red and one green, also fell down at the same time.

The red color is naturally Liang Yunru, at this time, Liang Yunru no longer has her usual smile, her face is full of frost, and against the backdrop of that long skirt like fire, she looks even more evil.

Standing on the opposite side was an old man in a green robe, calm and calm, giving people an unfathomable and profound feeling.

Ling Chuxi was secretly frightened, the strength that Liang Yunru showed just now was already shocking enough, this old man's strength didn't seem to be below her at all.

What is the origin of these people?

The dozen or so guards had already picked up their respective weapons and returned behind him, while more than a dozen guards from the City Lord's Mansion were also standing behind Liang Yunru, and the momentum released by each was not weaker than the other at all.

Only then did Ling Chuxi know that the strength of these guards was also so strong.

"Zhuo Weiran, it's you!" Looking at the old man opposite, Liang Yunru said coldly.

"City Lord Liang still remembers the old decay." Zhuo Weiran said lightly.