Ji Ling bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, suppressed the irrepressible temptation, and said deeply: "Thank you, Your Highness, for taking a fancy to me, but the loyal ministers don't care about the two masters, even if I die, I will not betray the lord." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Although Liu Bian was extremely sorry in his heart, his gaze at Ji Ling became more and more hot, and while appreciating Ji Ling's martial arts, he admired his loyalty even more.

It is true that Liu Bian likes people like Zhang Xiu very much, but what he likes is Zhang Xiu's powerful martial arts, and he is still very disgusted with Zhang Xiu's unfilial and unrighteous character in order to survive.

Liu Bian sighed heavily, took back the sword he sent out, and looked at Ji Ling with a fierce fighting spirit: "In this way, this matter can't be good today." ”

Ji Ling clenched the big hand of the three-pointed two-edged knife, 'gurgling', his lips were tightly pursed together, and he said with a pale face: "Since ancient times, loyalty and righteousness have been in a dilemma, and I, a traitor who has rebelled against the great man, once I complete the lord's order." ”

"I will personally escort the prince's body, rush back to Luoyang, and kill myself in front of His Highness's grave, hoping to atone for his sins."

Seeing that the other party was so loyal, Liu Yan couldn't help but feel a trace of emotion on his face, and advised: "You might as well quit Yangcheng and go back to tell Yuan Shu that you lost the battle." ”

Ji Ling's sad face suddenly showed great anger, and shouted: "Eat Junlu, be loyal to the king, how can Ji Ling deceive the lord, don't say it anymore, all these sins will be borne by me, I hope His Royal Highness the prince will not hold a grudge against the lord." ”

"Kill!" The three-pointed two-edged knife that pointed diagonally at the sky suddenly burst out with a furious dragon-shaped true qi, cutting through the wind and snow that was dancing in the sky, whistling a cold wind, and slashing towards Liu Bian with a roar.

Liu Wei stared at the mighty Ji Ling, and a feeling of jealousy suddenly appeared in his heart, secretly saying that Yuan Shu had what qualifications he could have to have such a loyal and good general.

"Haha, kill." Liu Yan's right hand shook vertically, and the sword of the cadre was covered with dozens of blood-colored sword lights, wrapped in the cold mist of 'Zizi', and swept towards the three-pointed two-edged knife that slashed in the air.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

The blades of the two handed over three moves in succession, separated again, and the moment they passed by, a sword light as clear as an iceberg and snow spring, trickling and flowing, like an explosive lightning, stabbed Ji Ling's right rib.

I only heard a crisp sound of 'ding', and the Zhao Gu Sword was slapped away by Ji Ling's palm, and the brilliant palm slashed towards Liu Yan's head, and sneered: "When His Royal Highness the Crown Prince fought Zhang He and Wen Chou, I was present, and I was very impressed by this Zhao Gu Sword. ”

Liu Bian's elbow turned, and the blood-flowing sword suddenly changed the direction of its progress, slashing into the palm of the hand that was surrounded by dozens of dragon-shaped true qi.

At the same time, the flying Zhao Dan Sword turned around again, rolling up and down the snowflakes, and slashed towards Ji Ling's chest.

Ji Ling's eyes widened, his legs slammed on the corpse, splashing countless flesh and bones, and at the same time, his body was mixed with flesh and bones, and suddenly flew out of the air, breaking away from the siege of the Cadre Sword and the Zhao Courage Sword.

Ji Ling had just flown out of the two feet, and his burly body turned to the rear contrary to common sense, and with the help of the length advantage of the three-pointed and two-edged knife, it was like a boulder falling into a mountain stream, and it was slashed down with great momentum.

Seeing that he had dodged a set of nirvana combos, Liu Yan was amazed in his heart, but his movements were not slow, like a white-winged leopard that shot out, first sideways to avoid Ji Ling's attack, and then burst out of a surging blood-colored stream, slashing towards Ji Ling.

"Boom! Boom! ”

There were two more crisp sounds, and the Cadre Sword and the Zhaojing Sword were knocked away by the dragon-shaped true qi one after another, and the two of them fell to both sides of the city wall.

Liu Bian shook off the still bleeding tiger's mouth, glanced at the battlefield roughly, and said with a heroic smile: "It's still too late for you to surrender now." ”

Ji Ling pressed a blood line on his right rib, looked around with his solemn eyes, and saw that there were not many of the 10,000 yellow turban thieves left, but he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Because there were only more than 1,000 people left in the rebel battalion and the imperial auxiliary army, and the 3,000 Cangtou army, which had been recuperating for a long time, was holding the three-pointed knife obliquely, quietly waiting for his order.

Ji Ling saw Bai Qi and Ma Yuan turn into two rainbow lights, and returned to a corner of the city wall, his mind completely calmed down, and he laughed and said, "Your Royal Highness the Prince, I will give you this sentence as it is." ”

Liu Wei shook his sword lightly, and in a crisp and tactful sound wave, his uneasy mood gradually calmed down: "You really don't want to retreat." ”Ji Ling shook his head lightly, his expression revealed a slight struggle, and he violently waved the three-pointed two-edged knife, and shouted: "Your Royal Highness the Prince, I'm sorry." ”

"Boom-"

The true qi in Ji Ling's whole body completely exploded, forming a dragon-shaped true qi storm, swirling thousands of screaming and flying snowflakes, as if Yang Jian, a peerless general in the Middle Ages, was reborn, rolling and attacking.

Liu Bian's calm mind began to become restless, and he shouted in his heart why Gan Ning hadn't come yet, and his body was surrounded by the red light true qi that was bewitching and displaced, and he cautiously faced the dragon-shaped true qi storm and attacked.

The Seventy-two Heavenly Dragon Sutra is worthy of being one of the Twelve Heavenly Sutras, and the power of the Heavenly Dragon contained in it is three points stronger than the power of the Holy Emperor of the Emperor's Amazing Sutra.

The cadre sword in Liu Yan's right hand, just as he slashed the dragon-shaped storm, was hit by the 'zila' sound, like a rotten scrap iron wheel, about to be unable to support the heavy carriage, about to completely collapse.

Liu Yan's brows furrowed tightly, he raised the sword in his left hand and stabbed into the true qi storm at great speed, wanting to find the right time to kill Ji Ling with one sword.

However, Ji Ling had been waiting for this moment, the moment the blood-colored divine sword and the clear divine sword all submerged into the true qi storm, he laughed and said, "You are defeated." ”

The dragon-shaped storm exploded violently, and with great strength, it rushed away the dry sword and the sword of the gall, only to hear the two crisp sword sounds of 'ding ding'.

The sword and the sword were inserted into the city wall straight edges, and it didn't reach the hilt of the sword before stopping the sword body that rushed forward, and Liu Bian also retreated more than a dozen steps one after another, hitting the hard city wall, before he could contain the regressing body.

Liu Bian only felt that the cracked tiger's mouth was even more painful, his back was numb for a while, his intestines and lungs vibrate, and he couldn't help but want to spit out a mouthful of blood.

"General!"

All the soldiers of the Imperial Auxiliary Army roared with grief and indignation, and their eyes were red and they looked at Ji Ling, wanting to rush over desperately.

But they had been heavily surrounded by the Cangtou army, and in this moment, dozens of soldiers of the Huangfu army were seriously injured and fell to the ground.

Liu Yan wiped the bloodshot from the corner of his mouth, stood up with difficulty, glanced at the two divine swords that were twenty zhang away, and flew over without thinking about it.

Ji Ling kept showing weakness until he suddenly broke out, just to get rid of Liu Bian's weapon, and now that he finally succeeded, how could he tolerate him picking up the divine sword, and the three-pointed two-edged knife immediately stepped forward and slashed at Liu Bian's hands.