Due to too much force, the slender and tough string became extremely sharp, cutting off Jiang Ling's left little thumb, but this string was also directly broken.

The sound of the strings being snapped, like a scream of rage, like a cry of despair, burst out with a decisive and powerful force.

The knife thrown by the chief adjudicator exhausted the remaining strength of his body broke into two in mid-air, and the tip of its knife flew out diagonally upward, almost grazing Jiang Ling's hair and flying into the distance, and the handle with the two-foot residual blade was slanted downward into the ground in front of Jiang Ling's feet, and the sharp energy even cut through a piece of wild grass around him.

It is enough to imagine how amazing the power of this knife must be, if this knife falls firmly on Jiang Ling's body, then it will probably be Jiang Ling's body that is broken in two.

Jiang Ling, who was dressed in red and had red hair, glanced down, he didn't look at his palm, which was painful because of a broken finger, but looked down at the red heart guqin in his hand.

The guqin broke a string.

It is said that the eyes are the windows of the soul, but there are two hearts in this window.

Regret and guilt flashed in his eyes, there were Jiang Ling's own emotions in them, and more importantly, Zhou Yu's helplessness about having to break the strings to retreat from the enemy and his love for his heart.

In the next moment, Jiang Ling's eyes with a hint of fluorescence, reflecting the two souls, gradually became clear, the pitch-black pupils gradually narrowed, the maple red on his body gradually faded, and the red hair on his head also became black again.

Zhou Yu returned to the spirit jade, and then fell silent, because the psychic method contained two souls in one body, and the rebuke he received as a remnant soul and an outsider was harmful to him, and Zhou Yu had not healed from the last injury, and this time he returned to the spirit jade, and he wanted to rest for a longer time.

As for Jiang Ling, his condition is naturally very bad.

But he still held the red heart guqin and stared at the ruling deacon opposite, as if he was about to deliver the final blow.

The chief deacon had disappointment and unwillingness in his eyes, and he glared and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end, he opened his bloody mouth and fixed his face hideously, and then slowly fell to the ground.

He was too badly wounded, and he drained the last of his strength, and he was exhausted and died.

The next moment, Jiang Ling, who had just had a murderous look in his cold eyes, his pale face suddenly turned a little blue, his cheeks bulged, and then a large mouthful of blood spurted out, which happened to spray on the broken knife over there.

Jiang Ling was like a deflated ball, at this moment, the red-hearted guqin seemed to have become extremely heavy, and he couldn't hold it, Jiang Ling squeezed out his strength to take the red-hearted back to the Qiankun bag, and then slowly sat down on the ground.

Behind him, Ling Zhen asked anxiously and concernedly, "How are you?" Are you alright? ”

Jiang Ling was very bad, he felt that his whole body was like soaking in the cold river water in winter for a night, and then it was put next to the stove to melt, sweat was all over his body, and even the slightest steam could be seen rising from his body, even the bones seemed to become soft, and there was no place where it was not sore.

But what's even worse is the abnormality in his brain, which feels like his brain has really become a mess, and it has been twisted like kneading dough, not only is it extremely painful, but also unresponsive, and even his ability to think has become slow, and now he even has to think about how many he has to think about before he can answer.

Hearing Ling Zhen's shout, Jiang Ling slowly raised his hand and rubbed his temples, trying to sober himself up.

He flipped through the Qiankun bag a little abruptly, took out two pills casually, stuffed them into his mouth without looking, swallowed them, and then took a few deep breaths, supported his tired body, and slowly turned around.

Ling Zhen and Song Tiancheng saw Jiang Ling defeat the chief deacon of the ruling with their own strength, and they were all about to applaud happily, but who knew that in the blink of an eye, they saw Jiang Ling sitting down limply, sweating like rain, obviously in a bad state. At this time, Jiang Ling turned his face, and several people were even startled, the pale face with cyan and the pair of trance eyes, it didn't look like a living person anymore.

Ling Zhen was very excited when he heard that "Jiang Zuofu" had reappeared in the world, but seeing Jiang Ling in such a state at this time, he was naturally extremely worried, and he persuaded: "You sit down and rest, and we will help you heal when we get out of trouble." ”

Who knew that Jiang Ling didn't seem to hear what he was saying, he nodded blankly, and then took out the Sin-Cleansing Sword, his palm trembled and grasped the network cable composed of mental power, and continued to cut.

"With these cracks, we will definitely be able to get out of trouble within a quarter of an hour, don't be reluctant." Ling Zhen's eyes were red, and he hurriedly dissuaded him, but Jiang Ling turned a deaf ear, like an old woman sharpening needles with an iron pestle, cutting the thread little by little, and even ignoring the little finger that had been bleeding.

Song Tiancheng also struggled to tear those network cables in the net, and then said: "His mental state is close to collapse now, there is no need to persuade him, we will quickly use all our strength to get out of trouble, and we will have time to treat him." ”

Lu Qingshan, who was silent and silent, also responded, and then glanced at Jiang Ling, and said with puzzlement: "Just now, Junior Brother Jiang was still possessed like a god, how did he suddenly become like this, could it be that what kind of forbidden technique he just performed to hurt others and hurt himself?" ”

"The exercises that Junior Brother Jiang used just now are really unusual." Ling Zhen said with a bit of disbelief while using his chanting technique to get out of trouble: "It seems that he has become one with the Red Dawn Star Monarch. ”

Song Tiancheng also frowned and said, "Fused with your own martial spirit?" What kind of gang practice is this? ”

"It's unheard of, and it must be extremely difficult to perform." Ling Zhen looked at Jiang Ling's dejected appearance and said, "It seems that because of this, Junior Brother Jiang's soul has been injured to a certain extent, causing him to go insane. ”

Song Tiancheng sighed with emotion: "Skywalker is really incomprehensible. ”

"Without further ado, Little Brother Jiang is desperate to help us get out of trouble, we can't be stopped by this broken net!" Ling Zhen was almost gritting his teeth and tearing at the threads that had been condensed by his thoughts.

Due to Jiang Ling's previous cuts, coupled with the unsparing efforts of Ling Zhen and Song Tiancheng and the other four people, about three minutes later, the net formed by that Nian Qi was finally torn apart.

"Uhh Song Tiancheng roared angrily and said, "It's a shame to tell this old thief that he has trapped us for so long!" ”

Ling Zhen hurriedly supported Jiang Ling, patted him lightly on the back of his heart, and crossed into Jiang Ling's body with his thoughts to relieve the trauma in his mind.

Jiang Ling took a few deep breaths again with the help of Ling Zhen, his mind was much clearer, and he nodded, indicating that he was okay.

"Thanks to Little Brother Jiang." Ling Zhen glanced at Jiang Ling gratefully, and then said, "You take a break for a while, and we'll go and deal with the lackeys of the Divine Court!" ”

Although his brain was still a little stinging, Jiang Ling still didn't forget his business, raised his finger, and said, "That... Blonde guy..."

"Don't worry, I'll help you kill him!" Lu Qingshan said this, and then quickly ran towards Hleimond.

Jiang Ling relieved his heart and lay directly on the ground.

Ling Zhen once again confirmed that Jiang Ling was not worried about his life, and then he rushed to the battlefield.

When the four of them got out of trouble, the glue on the ground naturally became one-sided.

Archbishop Qinghe barely supported and dragged Du Qifeng, here Song Tiancheng ran straight towards him, the old man smiled bitterly, and then said: "I thought that you Song Tiancheng closed the door of the mansion and didn't have the courage to meddle in today's affairs, but I didn't expect you to have the courage to take refuge in the traitor!" ”

"You Xinyang Sect and the Sand Gang have never taken me as the city lord seriously, and today I am a blockbuster, right?" Song Tiancheng came closer, nodded slightly towards Du Qifeng, and then stared at Archbishop Qinghe.

Archbishop Qinghe looked at the burly man in front of him with complicated eyes and said, "You are bringing about your own destruction. ”

"The gods are silent, and the people of the divine court are reckless, this is the appearance of destruction, you old thing doesn't know how to adapt to the times." Song Tiancheng stared at each other indifferently.

Qinghe shook his head, wanting to defend a few more words, but then gave up the idea, and then sighed: "Everyone has their own ambitions, I hope you won't regret this decision." ”

Hearing this, Du Qifeng quietly took two steps back, and at the same time signaled Song Tiancheng to be more careful, although Archbishop Qinghe seems to be bland, but there is a sense of killing that sees through life and death.

Song Tiancheng also knew what Du Qifeng was thinking, but he still shook his head and said, "Old fellow, I know that you people who are fanatical about faith are crazy. ”

The next moment, Song Tiancheng suddenly stopped talking, stepped on his feet, the ground suddenly cracked, and even the grass under his feet instantly became scorched black due to the violent friction, only to see his figure flash, pull out an afterimage, quickly came to the front of the Qinghe Archbishop, and slammed into the old man's head with a punch.

Archbishop Qinghe's pupils shrank, he knew that Song Tiancheng's strength was extraordinary, even if he was in his heyday, he would not be his opponent, and at this time, he had already given up the idea of living when he was about to kill him.

But Song Tiancheng did not give him the opportunity to finally bloom for his beliefs.

"I'm not going to give you a chance to blow yourself up."

From Song Tiancheng rushing out to Archbishop Qinghe's head exploding into a pulp, it was just a matter of blink of an eye. Another top man in Decheng died on the spot.

On the other side, the chief deacon of the precepts fought to death a master of the Jin family in front of him, and then his body turned into an afterimage in an attempt to get rid of it, but Qi Zhixia seized the slightest opportunity to exert all his strength to fix her body with mental power.

Although Qi Zhixia is amazingly talented, she can only capture the long and short flick of the fingers of this precept deacon, as long as the precept deacon breaks free from the restraints, with her super high concealment ability and the speed of turning into an afterimage, I am afraid it will really not be easy to catch her again.

But Ling Zhen had already arrived.

He wrapped his thoughts around his body and sped fast, because the speed was too fast, the air was torn, the temperature suddenly increased, and the place he passed was actually left with a milky white track. His whole body rushed straight over like a cannonball!

The presamble had just broken free from his telekinesis when he ran into this man head-on.

It's like hitting a boulder rolling down from a mountain peak, like hitting a giant dragon that rushes through the sky, like a mountain peak flying sideways and crashing into yourself!

The delicate body of the Chief Deacon of the Precepts instantly turned into an afterimage, but this time it was not her own method, but she was knocked out solidly! In her confusion, she couldn't feel the pain of broken bones all over her body, but she felt that the sound of breaking the air in her ears was so harsh.

She crashed through two walls, she broke a tree, she smashed a carriage, and by the time she finally hit the ground, she was left with only one head.

Her body smashed to pieces.