In the camp of the Zhao family, it is Zhao Yu's cousin, the crown prince Zhao Ling, the second generation heir of the orthodox Zhao family, and his father is Zhao Yuanji, the current emperor of the Zhao family. Zhao Ling ordered all the soldiers to wait for him, and then put on a smiling face and came to the camp gate with elite soldiers to greet him. But he is not worried about his own safety, even if the Sword King Sect is unparalleled in the world, he is also surrounded by masters, and if he wants to stab him at close range, he is afraid that it will not be so easy.

As soon as Zhao Ling came to the gate of the camp, Cui Ling arrived on horseback, at this time Zhao Jie had been tied into zongzi, Cui Ling backhanded a sword flower to cut the rope on Zhao Jie's body, and then hugged his fists and smiled: "Offended." ”

Then Cui Ling turned over and dismounted and led the soldiers to walk quickly to Zhao Ling with a smile on his face, Zhao Jie roared and wanted to pounce on him, sneaking away from behind, just now it was really disgraced, Zhao Jie just wanted to fight to the death with Cui Ling, even if he died, he had the honor of dying. The self-proclaimed royal orthodox Zhao family attaches great importance to reputation.

Cui Ling didn't squint at all, but just held the hilt of the sword with his hand, and Zhao Ling shouted when he saw it: "Zhao Jie retreat!" Then he gave a sharp look, Zhao Jie was unwilling but still obeyed the order to retreat, which shows that Zhao Ling's prestige in the army is a little.

Cui Ling walked like a leisurely stroll, neither humble nor arrogant, although he was not tall but full of aura, as a member of the Sword King Sect, his ability to find qi and hide qi and change qi was extremely high, as long as he wanted to, it was not a problem to grasp the measure. Zhao Ling's expression was also very appropriate, knowing that Cui Ling was in danger, he walked to Cui Ling alone and hugged his fists, his subordinates wanted to follow, but Zhao Ling waved his hand back, and sure enough, although his subordinates were slightly worried, they were very obedient. Zhao Ling also showed his extraordinary courage, especially when Cui Ling was so proud.

Cui Ling hugged his fists and said, "The messenger of the Lu family has seen the general. Cui Ling deliberately did not call himself the prince, and many people in the Zhao family looked unhappy at this time.

"Dare to ask, is this my Cui Ling brother?" Zhao Ling pretended to be cordial and said. Cui Ling raised his fist again and hugged each other: "It's Xiao Ke." ”

"Sure enough, he is a hero and a young man, and the Sword King Gate is extraordinary. In Xia Zhao Ling, there is also a Ling character in the name, and the Cui Ling brothers are really fateful. Zhao Ling said.

Cui Ling smiled and said: "I heard that Miss Zhao said that her brother has an extraordinary appearance and demeanor, and he is a person who stands out among the people. Brother Zhao. Don't you want me to come in? ”

"Bold, how can a rude person be worthy of being called a brother and sister to the crown prince!" There are generals who can't help jumping out. Said in Chinese with a skimming of feet.

Cui Ling smiled and fanned his hand in front of his nose and said, "Where did the Japanese people come from, they smell fishy." ”

"This is the famous Japanese military general, Red Clown Yama Honda Ichi, but my general, he has never heard of the name of Brother Cui. That's what presumptuous me is doing to you. Brother Cui, don't be surprised. Immediately, Zhao Ling said to Yamamoto: "General Yamamoto, this is the grandson of the famous sword king Cui Ying among the five great masters of the Central Plains, the descendant of the sword king, Cui Ling Cui's brother, and the good brother of Lu Yi, the young master of the Lu family, belongs to the right-hand man of the southern Lu family's forces, and can be called a brother to me." General Yamamoto doesn't have to be surprised, everyone enters the account together. ”

"What Sword King Sect people, you are all from Zhina. It's a pig dog that has been plagued by Mongolian dogs, and it's a mongrel that has been skewered. is not a real Han at all, and it is really inconsiderate to dare to be called the King of Swords. Yamamoto's words were lame, but they were enough for everyone to understand.

Cui Ling's steps were stagnant, he stopped and smiled at Zhao Ling: "Brother Zhao, I have heard that the Zhao family has relied on the power of many Japanese daimyo and generals to plot against the Ming Dynasty this time. Zhao Ling's face was a little ugly when he heard this, but he quickly returned to his normal state and smiled at Cui Ling: "How did you remember to say this, Brother Cui." ”

Cui Ling replied: "I heard just now that the person named Zhao Jie is your Zhao family, I read that you call me a brother, Zhao Yu and I are also friends, so let's not kill him, even if he speaks wildly, I will also salute first and then soldier, after all, it is a member of your Zhao family." And now that I'm your brother, I can't see you being criticized by the Japanese people, so I'll do it for you. ”

Cui Ling's words were high-sounding, and regardless of whether Zhao Ling agreed or not, Cui Ling flew out with an arrow step, and his figure disappeared in front of Yamamoto, Yamamoto did have some kung fu, unlike those generals in the army, who only knew how to pull the bow or something, and pulled out a Japanese knife to catch Cui Ling's sword quickly and accurately.

Cui Ling smiled: "Good skills." Saying that, there was another sword with his backhand, and the black Xingyue Sword was as if it was alive, and it took Yamamoto's hand holding the knife around the sword, and then flicked the sword like a split fork, one sword went straight to Yamamoto's throat, and the other challenged Yamamoto's hand, and the sword blade was so fast that people couldn't tell which one was real.

Seeing that the blood was about to be splashed three feet, suddenly six black shadows appeared behind Yamahondaichi, one blocked the sword blade that broke the tendons, one protected the throat, and the other four black shadows sealed Cui Ling's left side and one blocked the right side, and they were flanked and attacked, and finally the two detours Cui Ling's back and attacked him up and down.

Cui Ling's movements were extremely fast, and he withdrew his sword with lightning speed, his body spun rapidly, and the sword seal drew a circle, instantly disrupting the force of the attack from all directions, and using his strength to make the six black shadows plus Yamamoto stagger. Cui Ling bowed slightly and retreated backwards, as if he was walking, calm and unhurried, but his movements were very fast, and he withdrew more than a dozen steps at once, while the six black shadows were arranged on both sides of Yamamoto, and the movements were the same, as if they were a person.

Cui Ling laughed and said: "If it's really a ninja of the Japanese people, I underestimated the enemy, but you are really powerful, I don't feel the other breath on your body." I've seen it, I've seen it, it's a real body or a puppet, hehe. ”

"It's good to know that it's powerful, if you catch me now, I'll give you a good time." As soon as Yama Honda spoke, the six black shadows disappeared in front of everyone's eyes behind his back, which was the stunt of the ninja clone. The so-called doppelganger is not a real shadow, at least not this one of Yamamoto Daichi. The so-called shadow clone is nothing more than hiding behind something at a fast and invisible speed, or using its own color change to confuse the other party, creating the illusion of hiding in the main body. Generally, this technique is more appropriate to use at night and is not easy to be discovered, but it has to be said that those doppelgangers of Yamamoto Tianichi are indeed masters. Even in the daytime, he can hide from the sky and the sea, and almost deceived Cui Ling, a member of the Sword King Gate.

Cui Ling took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Seeing that this was a good opportunity, Yamamoto suddenly rushed towards Cui Ling, and the sword in his hand was swung into a zigzag shape again and again, Cui Ling stretched out his sword and pointed directly at Yamamoto, although this move was not fancy, but as long as it was stable, he could break Yamamoto's sword move. I saw the black shadow behind Yamamoto reappear, some of them threw them at Cui Ling with darts and hidden weapons, and some of them slashed wildly with knives and left without any rules.

As the saying goes, punch the master to death. It is difficult to estimate the opponent's moves with such a chaotic knife, and it can only be predicted from the movement of the bones, which is naturally difficult for Cui Ling. Cui Ling saw the move and killed the two black shadows with force, but the third black shadow suddenly changed its route and rushed straight at Cui Ling, blocking Cui Ling's sword move with his body, and grabbing Cui Ling's sword to death. A cloud of black smoke rose from it. The onlookers shouted poisonous smoke. Cui Ling was instantly wrapped in black fog, but Yamamoto did not stop, still shooting hidden weapons around Cui Ling with the black shadow. There was silence at the scene, only the sound of the rust piercing into the flesh

Zhao Ling looked at this qiē with his hands behind his back on the side, and sighed: "Hugh, the life of the Sword King Sect is lost here, and it is too much to exchange life for life." I'm afraid that even if it is Da Luo Jinxian, this trick will not be able to escape this catastrophe. ”

"Brother Zhao underestimated my Huaxia martial arts too much." Cui Ling's laughter came out of the black fog, and the black fog dissipated instantly, and then looked at Cui Ling holding a corpse with a black and purple face in one hand. The corpse was full of poison darts, it was the black shadow who committed suicide and released the poison just now, it turned out that Cui Ling used him to block all the attacks of hidden weapons, no wonder there was the sound of blades entering the flesh just now. Looking at Cui Ling's Xingyue Sword at this time, he was holding a black ball in his hand, his hand was constantly shaking, and the smoke in the black ball was flowing, which was very magical.

Cui Ling said: "It's just an external poisonous smoke, not as good as the power of nature, it is very simple to balance, and it is not difficult to flow without invading the body." I've had enough, I'll give it back to you! With that, Cui Ling threw the black ball out suddenly, and the black ball instantly split into four strands, heading towards Yamamoto and the remaining three black shadows, and shouted, "I see if you can play by yourself?" Don't shoot yourself in the foot! ”

The four of them were shocked and retreated one after another, but they were faster than the smoke, clearly carrying Cui Ling's own true qi, those poisonous smoke came into close to their bodies, and the four of them jumped up and down in a hurry like a lost dog, but they couldn't shake off the black smoke, and the black smoke was like having spirituality, following people when left, right, up and down. Careful people will find that in fact, Cui Ling's four fingers did not move, and his fingers turned back and forth at a very unbelievable angle, driving the black smoke forward.

Since Cui Ling fought with Zhao Yilang, the puppet master next to Zhao Yu, the last time he fought with him, he meditated hard and developed his own set of puppet techniques with qi as a thread. This set of puppets is not limited to puppets, plants and trees can be used by him, and he uses qi as a line to guide a qiē, such as the poisonous gas just now. Cui Ling didn't dodge, but wrapped them in qi and gathered them in his hands, and then hit them separately with qi, which formed the current scene.

Besides, Yamamoto and his clones, they are different from Zhao Yilang's skills, but they are all living people, and at this time, the three of them were not hurt by Cui Ling's hair, and they couldn't help but shudder. Yamamoto took the lead in retreating, and the three of them instantly disappeared into Yamamoto's body. At this moment, suddenly the black qi accelerated, and the four realms merged into one, enveloping Yamamoto in one at once. Yamamoto shouted in the thick fog, very painful, at this moment a black shadow flashed in from outside, and then pulled up a soldier and smashed it at Yamamoto, the soldier was stranded in it, instantly turned into a dry bone, it was really ruthless. Yamamoto was smashed out and writhing on the ground in pain, Cui Ling couldn't help but be happy when he looked at it, it turned out that the person who came was not someone else, it was Zhao Yilang, who had a few faces.

Zhao Yilang squatted beside Yamamoto and took medicine for Yamamoto, at this time Yamamoto was already dark, and the pus bursting out of his skin was terrifying. After he regained his senses a little, he looked at Zhao Yilang and said, "Sect Master." ”

Zhao Yilang nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will take you out of pain." ”

Yamamoto smiled, very peaceful, obviously he did not doubt Zhao Ichiro's words at all, and suddenly Zhao Ichiro moved, his short blade went straight into Yamamoto's heart, and his movements were ruthless without the slightest drag. Cui Ling was shocked, he couldn't understand why Zhao Yilang would guard the front of so many people and kill a person who trusted him so much, and he was still his own subordinate, how could he convince the public? (To be continued......)