"It is impossible for the Songshan faction to have such a clever secret weapon technique, is it a master secretly recruited by Zuo Lengchan?"

Ling Jing also felt a slight headache for the endless masters of the Songshan faction, whether it was the leading old man who led people to ambush the Hengshan faction on the mountain road before, or the leader he saw in the small courtyard before, they were all first-class masters with very good martial arts, even if they were not as good as the mainstays of the major sects, but the difference would not be too far.

"How did Zuo Lengchan entrap these masters?" Ling Jing frowned slightly, the masters of the left side of the door might still be able to lure him, but how could many upper-level figures of the Taishan faction be enveloped by Zuo Lengchan?

With the momentum and status of the Wuyue Sword Sect and the Taishan Sect in the rivers and lakes now, what else do those people want? would be willing to cooperate with Zuo Lengchan.

The thought in his heart flickered, and now he was tightly locked on the black shadow in front of him, and after seeing that the person had finished putting a stitch, he turned around and ran to the northwest, his body was high and low, and his body was very erratic, but the distance from himself has always remained almost ten zhang away.

"Are you trying to lure me into taking the bait?" Ling Jing smiled coldly, a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face, that person's body technique was obviously very clever, but he had always maintained this distance that was not far away, and his purpose was naturally clear.

"I'm afraid that I won't be able to catch up with you!"

Ling Jing's body flashed, and he swept over the roofs of several houses in a row, although the "Golden Goose Gong" had a good effect, it was only a medium light skill after all, even if it was driven by the internal force of the grandmaster's junior level, compared with the top masters, it was still two points weaker.

If it weren't for the person in front of him who deliberately slowed down, I'm afraid he really wouldn't be able to catch up.

"I want to see what you want to do!" Ling Jing knew that there would not be any danger on Yilin's side for a while, but if this master didn't solve it first, whether the Hengshan Sect could all get out alive was a big question.

In the cold moonlight, I saw a blue light, a white light, one after the other, rushing to the northeast, and soon arrived at the periphery of the twenty-eighth shop.

The terrain in front of you suddenly concave into a large area, forming a depression area, and you can even faintly see the clay kilns standing around.

Ling Jing chased closely behind the person in front of him, but suddenly saw that the person jumped into the large depression, and after a few dodges, he was more than ten zhang away, and then suddenly turned around, standing coldly in place, as if waiting for him to chase after him.

"Hey! I'd like to see what you want to do! ”

Ling Jing stepped the edge of the hollow, and the strength of the soles of his feet was everywhere, and the broken clods of soil fell into the hollow, making a "knock knock" sound.

When he was still five or six feet away from that person, Ling Jing stopped, and at such a close distance, even if he didn't need to scan it by the system, he could see this person's face clearly just by the hazy moonlight.

I saw that the man was wearing a green coat, tall, with no white beard, and he was not like those people recruited by the Songshan faction, all of whom were masked with black scarves. An angular face was revealed.

Almost at the same time, the person on the other side also began to look at Ling Jing with the same gaze, and his gaze seemed to be a few more glances at the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" in his hand.

Both of them were silent for a moment, surrounded only by the whirring sound of the night wind, and several earthen kilns left a few strange black shadows on the ground under the illumination of the moonlight.

"You're Ling Jing?" In the darkness of the night, suddenly an indifferent voice came from the mouth of the person opposite, the tone was not hurried or slow, and it seemed to sound a little delicate.

Ling Jing smiled slightly, but seeing that the man was standing in place, still and not moving, the breeze blowing the corners of his clothes, he looked very calm, but even so, it gave him a very dangerous feeling. It seems that the other party's inconspicuous standing posture can break out and hurt people at any time.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "I am Ling Jing." But I don't know what your Excellency brought me here late at night? ”

The green-robed man's gaze roamed Ling Jing's face a few more times, and he smiled slowly: "Ling Shaoxia, I brought you here, naturally I don't want you to interfere in the affairs of the Hengshan Sect again. However, "

An inexplicable smile appeared on his face, and he said, "But isn't the young man curious about who I am?" ”

"Hehe" Ling Jing chuckled, and his right hand lightly touched the hilt of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword", and the sound of drawing the sword came slowly, which was very clear in the silent night.

He stared at the green-robed man, still with a faint smile on his face, and said in a very slow tone: "It doesn't matter who you are, but if you want to stop me from protecting the people of the Hengshan Sect, then I have to give you a ride first." ”

He didn't have much time to delay, and the person on the other side seemed to want to delay again, if he went back late, the people from the Hengshan faction would be in danger.

Although Master Dingjing is skilled in martial arts, the martial arts of those masters recruited by Zuo Lengchan are not bad, if he can't deal with this person in time, I'm afraid it will be too late.

Seeing Ling Jing draw his sword, the person on the other side frowned slightly and shook his head, but saw that after Ling Jing's long sword was drawn halfway, it suddenly came out of its sheath, and a silver light flashed in front of him, and he slammed his foot a little, almost turning into a white shadow, and flew in front of the man.

At a distance of four or five zhang, in the blink of an eye, Ling Jing's sword was as fast as lightning, cutting several curves in the air, and stabbing at the man crookedly.

His "no move" has already comprehended the realm of ten percent, and when he made a move, the move became even more unpredictable, this sword seemed to continuously sweep several big points on the chest and abdomen of the green-robed man, but in fact, he couldn't see where he was going to stab at all.

The green-robed man's eyes were slightly dark, and under his sleeve robe, he saw his big hand shook, as if something had fallen into his hand, and then waved his right hand, staring at the strange sword light in the air, and suddenly blocked his left shoulder.

"Khooth!"

Ling Jing's sword seemed to be blocked by some sharp weapon, and there was a slight tremor on the sword's body, and then he felt a tricky internal force, which rushed into his right arm along the sword body of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword".

In an instant, his right arm was stabbed by countless iron needles at the same time, and there was a cone pain.

"What kind of internal force, it's so weird!" Ling Jing's right arm was slightly raised, if he could use the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi", he was naturally not afraid of being invaded by external forces, but at this time, the "Hidden Dragon Sword Qi" was still being transformed, and he could not use it for the time being.

Immediately silently used the mantra of "absorbing stars**", and the qi traveled to the right arm, just a small Zhou Tian cycle, and all the other party's true qi was assigned to his own use.

Ling Jing was already very handy at dissolving the true qi of the different species, not to mention that the timely withdrawal of the right person did not let the other party exert too much internal force, and immediately pounced on it with a fit, but seeing that the opponent's right arm was slightly raised, and he pointed under his oblique finger, he seemed to be holding something in his hand, and he glanced at it with squinted eyes.

"Silver needle?" After seeing the sharp weapon in that person's hand clearly, Ling Jing's heart shook slightly, could it be that the other party just used a silver needle to block his own sword?

He couldn't help but raise his eyes and look at the face of the green-robed man again, but the movements in his hands were not slow, and he made half a move of the Huashan faction's "Youfeng Laiyi", and suddenly used the Hengshan faction's "Wanhua Sword Technique", the move was plausible, and in the blink of an eye, he fought with the green-robed man for more than ten moves.

Ling Jing's moves were uncertain, but the blue-robed man was also very fast, and every time he made a move, he could almost only see an afterimage with the naked eye, but none of them were not in the way of Ling Jing's attack.

"This person's skill is definitely above Zuo Lengchan, with his martial arts, how can he be recruited by Zuo Lengchan?" The figures of Ling Jing and the green-robed man almost turned into two glimmers of light in the hollow, and in the hollow with a radius of hundreds of zhang, it was sometimes seen that their figures were fleeting, and they were really close to the extreme.

At this time, if there were other people in the rivers and lakes on their side, they would definitely be stunned by the martial arts displayed by these two people, and with such skills, they would have been able to start a sect a long time ago.

The more the two of them fought, the faster they fought, the faster they made their moves, Ling Jing felt that the opponent's martial arts were just between him and him, and the opponent's speed was very fast, whether it was his body technique or the speed of his moves, he was a step higher than himself, but the internal force fluctuations were only about three thousand two hundred points according to the detection of the system, which was not much higher than himself.

"Another artistic conception master!"

The more Ling Jing fights, the more the battle intent in his heart boils, this kind of strength is now extremely rare in the martial arts. Even Zuo Lengchan, who has the highest martial arts of the Wuyue Sword Sect, if there has been no breakthrough since the Wanmen Cave and his party, it is almost not enough to be afraid.

But the green-robed man in front of him can fight with him on a par with himself, and he can just use him as his whetstone to sharpen the "Dugu Nine Swords".

He has stayed at the peak of the "No Trick Realm" for too long, and after breaking through the grandmaster level in martial arts, he only fought with Ren Wuxing once, but the other party's most powerful "Star Absorbing **" has little effect on him, and after fighting with Ren Wuxing, there are not many things he understands.

Ling Jing had always had a sense of depression in his heart, because he couldn't find a qualified opponent who could let him use all his strength, but the person in front of him couldn't be better.

After fighting for twenty or thirty moves, his posture of drawing the sword had become more and more strange, obviously a sword stabbed at the waist of the green-robed man, but in the end, it stabbed the man's chest, and sometimes even inexplicably stabbed a sword into the air, like a drunken young man indiscriminately using the sword.

But the face of the green-robed man gradually became solemn, and his task today was just to delay this Ling Jing, so as to cooperate with Zuo Lengchan's plan to annihilate the Hengshan faction.

I thought that this Ling Jing's martial arts were at most Zuo Lengchan's level, and he personally took action, although it was a little difficult to kill him, but it was only to hinder him from saving people, but there was no difficulty.

But as soon as he saw the other party's move, he knew that his intelligence was wrong, where is this Ling Jing's strength that has just entered the artistic conception, and he can clearly fight with himself without winning or losing.

And what's going on with the other party's swordsmanship right now? This crooked and chaotic swordsmanship almost stabbed himself several times. (To be continued.) )