Ling Jing led the men and horses in the middle to rush up the mountainside, but seeing that the hundreds of crossbowmen in the dense forest had been defeated by Ji Wushi and the Yellow River Ancestor, they retreated one after another, and immediately laughed and said, "Archer, give it to me!" ”

Such a good time to beat the water dog, he naturally will not let it go. When there were thousands of archers lined up on the mountain road, there was a rush of shè.

The screams in front continued, these Songshan faction's crossbowmen had just suffered a big defeat in the forest, who thought that there were still a large number of people and horses in ambush outside this mountain road, and they were caught off guard, leaving a corpse in a place and retreating backwards.

"Let's continue to chase, this group of people is only the people of the Songshan faction, and the rest of the beggars, Kongtong, Emei, Kunlun, Wuyue Sword Sect and other factions are afraid that there are not a few, let's force them all into the Shaolin Temple first!"

Ling Jing coldly handed down the order, knowing that this confrontation had just begun, and there were thousands of people from the Songshan faction, and there were not a few side men who were secretly recruited, and he didn't believe that Zuo Lengchan would only bring a few hundred crossbowmen over.

Moreover, Kunlun and Emei, these well-known famous factions, are not vegetarians, and the real tough battle is still to come.

Everyone rushed forward to chase after them, although the mountain road was wide, it was impossible to accommodate these thousands of people at the same time, and the teams behind gradually divided into small teams and went around from the dense forests on both sides.

After chasing dozens of feet, I suddenly heard a burst of hurried footsteps on the mountain road in front of me, and the sound of shouting and scolding couldn't help but come down from the mountain.

"A bold thief, he dares to invade Shaolin!"

"With my beggar gang disciples here, you don't want to step into the Shaolin Temple for half a step!"

"With my Wuyue Sword Sect here, how can you allow thieves to run rampant!"

Ling Jing didn't know how many people were shouting and scolding for a while, but listening to this messy voice, he also knew that the other party was afraid that there were a lot of them, so he immediately sneered and retreated behind the archers.

"Tubu!"

The manpower on the mountain has not rushed far away, Ling Jing's side has already shè thousands of sharp arrows, although these left-hand masters have not experienced systematic riding shè training, but they are better than the internal force, arm strength is outstanding, even if many arrows are off the target, but by mistake, they can still take away the lives of many people.

Suddenly there was a cry of exclamation and wailing from the mountain, and many people were hit by arrows and fell to the ground groaning.

However, these casualties of the righteous Daomen seemed to have aroused the blood of the rest of the people, and the rest of the people did not retreat but advanced, holding the sharp arrows under the mountain, and rushed forward again.

"Let's rush together to avenge the dead colleagues!"

"Yes, revenge!"

Dense figures rushed towards Ling Jing's side from the mountain road, and at the same time, many clever people had already begun to rush towards the dense forest, as if they wanted to go around to the rear of Ling Jing and the others.

"I don't know what to say!" Ling Jing sneered, looked at the movements of those people on the mountain, and coldly ordered: "Give me the bow and arrows until you finish shè, if there are no arrows, let's draw our swords, and we must kill them all back to Shaolin Temple today!" ”

Approaching Shaolin Temple, his concern for Linglong became more urgent, and he originally thought about whether he could avoid this disaster of swords and soldiers and rescue Linglong in as peaceful a way as possible, but after seeing the traps laid by Zuo Lengchan on the mountain road, he suddenly changed his mind.

"If you don't hand over people, then kill until you are afraid!"

There was a scarlet glow in his eyes, and the people under him were gathering for several rounds, leaving corpses on the righteous side, and they never rushed to a distance of twenty zhang in front of them.

Finally, the arrows were almost exhausted, and the archers' offensive suddenly weakened.

Immediately someone on the mountain road in front of them noticed this, and many people shouted excitedly: "The thieves' arrows have been exhausted, don't be afraid, kill them down the mountain!" ”

Ling Jing looked coldly at this group of defenders who were not afraid of death, his eyes were indifferent, and Zhu Xu and Blue Phoenix stood beside him, watching a large number of people and horses on the opposite side rush over, and he didn't see the slightest change.

"Childe, we're running out of arrows, it's time to fight each other!" Zhu Xu said in a deep voice beside Ling Jing.

"Little brother, let's go up, kill him without leaving a piece of armor!"

Ling Jing watched the enemy on the opposite side rush closer and closer, and when they were only about ten zhang away from his own people, he finally said lightly: "Throw away the bow and arrow, draw your sword, and kill me with me!" ”

His voice was neither high nor low, but after being poured into his own internal strength, he swung away in a circle like a bell, afraid that the entire Shaomu Mountain could hear his order.

"Kill!"

For a while, shouts of killing sounded from all directions, and the people who had entered the dense forest before also began to rush out and exchanged hands with the righteous side.

And more than a thousand people behind Ling Jing and the archers in the front row also drew their blades one after another and rushed forward brazenly.

Ling Jing and the three of them slowly walked towards the mountain road step by step, the blue phoenix and Zhu Xu were protecting him left and right, one of them used a long whip and the other made an iron sword, their skills were already among the first-class, and they were also great experts in using poison, but almost no one could survive a single move from the enemies within a radius of their front of them, and they fell to the ground.

"Haha, happy! Sure enough, with Childe, this life has a taste! Zhu Xu killed, the long sword in his hand danced into a circle of light, and his body was splashed with the blood of the enemy, and he didn't know how many people had died under his sword.

The blue phoenix whip rolled up, hooked a person's neck, and pulled it hard, and the person's body flipped in the air several times, and then fell heavily to the ground, and he couldn't get up again.

"Hehe, if the eldest lady knew that the little brother had killed so many people for her, she would definitely be happy."

Ling Jing smiled faintly and didn't say a word, but seeing that his own side had gained the upper hand at this moment, whether it was in terms of numbers or strategy, his side was more than one step ahead, and if he would lose like this, he really had nothing to say.

The righteous side suffered heavy casualties, floating corpses everywhere, and the number of dead and wounded was at least more than double that of Ling Jing's side, at this time, he could only fight and retreat, retreating step by step towards the mountain.

It's just that if they retreat a few dozen feet, then it will be the place of the trap that Zuo Lengchan laid before.

"Self-inflicted!" Ling Jing watched the other party get closer and closer to the trap, and snorted coldly, but he also knew that the road up the mountain was like this, and his side was pressing so tightly, it was impossible for them not to step on Zuo Lengchan's trap.

Suddenly, I saw Ling Jing's footwork change under his feet, and he rushed out from between Zhuxu and the Blue Phoenix like a lightning speed, and everyone on the battlefield could only see a vague figure rushing towards the top of the mountain road, as fast as a ghost.

"Is this still human?"

Many people on both sides of the war couldn't help but be stunned, and some righteous path disciples were stunned and wanted to raise their blades and slash at the phantom, but for a moment, they saw a black light flash in the air, and the black sword that was more than a zhang long was like thunder outside the sky, and instantly connected the man's blade and body, and cut it in half, and the blood and stumps on the ground fell to the ground.

"This guy isn't a human, he's a ghost! Stop him, everyone! ”

Many of them turned white with fright and shouted bitterly, but at this moment, no one dared to move a step towards the phantom.

"Shhh

It is Zhu Xu and Blue Phoenix and other masters who are familiar with Ling Jing, and when they see this scene, they can't help but lose their sè, Shicai's black sè sword is too terrifying, it can actually connect the blade and the human body, and cut two sections with one sword, just ask the world, who else can have such skills.

"Childe's martial arts are really terrifying!" Zhu Xu let out a long sigh, and his face could not hide the horror.

Hearing this, Blue Phoenix suppressed the stunned feelings on his face, grinned, and said, "Only a person like him can be worthy of the eldest lady, don't you say?" ”

Zhu Xu didn't think about it, nodded heavily, and thought, in the world, is there a woman who is not worthy of the son?

Ling Jing's figure swept forward more than ten zhang, and suddenly stopped, and within a few zhang to the left and right, all the disciples of the righteous path looked at him with frightened eyes, and slowly retreated.

Ling Jing ignored them, didn't even sweep his gaze to them, and suddenly said loudly to the mountain: "Master Fang Zheng of Shaolin Temple, please come out and talk about it!" ”

The voice came out in waves, and as soon as the good and evil sides heard him speak, they both stopped in a very tacit understanding, and the people in the righteous path slowly retreated to the mountain road above, while the people on the side of the evil path blocked the mountain road behind them and the dense forests on both sides.

Somewhere in the woods, Zuo Lengchan, who was still in pursuit, suddenly took shape, then Huo Ran turned around, looked at the direction where the voice came from, and sneered: "What a big breath, you actually dare to ask Master Fang Zheng to talk in the past!" ”

He turned around and ran towards that place.

On the mountainside, outside a row of improvised thatched huts, the heads of the righteous sects such as Master Fang Zheng, Chongxu Daochang, Taishan Sect, and Qingcheng Sect all gathered here.

Hearing the voice coming from below, everyone couldn't help but change a little, but Yue Buqun's face suddenly became very heavy, while Ning Zhong on the side trembled slightly a few times.

"Ladies and gentlemen, since the benefactor at the foot of the mountain has already made an invitation, let's go for a while." Master Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said in harmony.

The corners of a short black-robed Taoist twitched the corners of his mouth and scolded: "The thief of the turtle son, he is really arrogant, Master Fang Zheng, the old Taoist will accompany you down." "It's a Sichuan accent, it's Yu Canghai, the head of the Qingcheng faction.

Master Fang Zheng folded his hands and thanked Yu Canghai, but suddenly heard Chong Xu's Daoist laugh and said, "Go together." In fact, this young man who went up the mountain is not a ruthless demon, he is in a hurry, so he is so aggressive. If we persuade each other later, there is probably room for turnaround. ”