Xiang Wentian immediately snorted, and the blood instantly stained his ribs, flowing like rain on the stone bridge.

A few drops of bright red blood slowly dripped from the tip of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword", faintly, it seemed that there was a faint green glow on the tip of the sword, and at Ling Jing's wrist, several turquoise lines were gradually disappearing.

Ling Jing didn't wait for Xiang Wentian to react at all, and suddenly used the second sword, in a "buzzing" trembling sound, the long sword swayed rapidly from side to side, and the tip of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" was like a two-headed poisonous snake, revealing its sharp fangs, and stabbing straight into Wentian's chest.

Xiang Wentian's pupils shrank slightly, seeing that the opponent's sword moves were wonderful, and the offensive was continuous, he was really a very tricky figure, so he hurriedly reached out to cover the wound in his ribs, slowing down the bleeding speed, and at the same time, his left foot kicked the hole on the edge of the stone bridge, and his body rotated and withdrew backwards.

"Want to hide?" Ling Jing sneered in his heart, stepped a little, leaned forward, clinged to the bridge deck, and slid forward quickly, the long sword stabbed straight out, biting Xiang Wentian's chest to the point.

Xiang Wentian had been caught off guard by a sword before, and the injury was not light, but this time he was forced to retreat by Ling Jing's two swords in a row, and he immediately fell into a disadvantage.

With such a great opportunity, Lianyi on the side naturally would not stand idly by, only to see her body jump slightly, and soon rushed to the front, a pair of jade hands staggered forward, flicked two fingers, and heard the sound of "Zheng Zheng" twice, and two silver lights shot at Xiang Wentian's eyes respectively.

"His grandmother's, why are these two young people so difficult." Xiang Wentian was in mid-air, and when he saw two small silver rays shooting into his eyes, he immediately felt a chill in his heart, thinking that this girl was really vicious.

Suddenly, the breath sank, and a palm slapped to the bridge deck, only to hear a loud noise, the stone bridge was shaken by his palm, and the bridge deck swept by his palm was even more chaotic, forming a huge pothole.

Xiang Wentian borrowed this huge force, his body suddenly soared into the air, Ling Jing's sword was immediately swept away, and Lianyi's two hidden weapons also shot into the air.

"What a strong palm!" Ling Jing's eyes glanced slightly, and he saw that a few feet in front of him, the surface of the cyan stone bridge was scattered and cracked like a spider's web, and in the very center, there was a huge pit three or four inches deep.

He felt a slight pang in his heart, thinking to himself, this Xiang Wentian's internal force is profound, even if it is not a grandmaster-level internal force, but at least it will not be too far from the grandmaster-level. If he was swept on his body with a palm, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

The thought in his heart turned, but the speed in his hand was not slow at all, seeing Xiang Wentian soaring into the air, he immediately slashed his sword upward, and rushed up with the strength of his feet, stabbing at the soles of Xiang Wentian's feet.

At the same time, I heard a few more "whoosh" sounds, and several hidden weapons broke through the air and beckoned to Xiang Wentian.

Xiang Wentian's heart sank slightly, since this young man made a move, he was not only hit by a sword, he was seriously injured, and after a few moves, he had no time to fight back, which was really embarrassing.

Ling Jing's sword came extremely fast, and it was stabbing at the "Yongquan Point" on the bottom of Xiang Wentian's feet, if this sword was stabbed, it would definitely make Xiang Wentian's leg useless.

Xiang Wentian knew that this kid's swordsmanship was ruthless, and his moves were wonderful, so he naturally didn't dare to slack off, and waved his palms forward, forming a circle of impermeable palm shadows in front of him, trying to block the hidden weapon in the air, and at the same time, he kicked and hit with his feet, and fought with the opponent's long sword.

Ling Jing stabbed Xiang Wentian with a sword at the "Yongquan Acupoint" on the bottom of his foot, but saw that the opponent's left foot was raised backwards and his right foot was kicked back, and his wrist immediately flicked, and the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" slapped and sharpened, and stabbed Xiang Wentian's right ankle.

The three of them fought four or five moves in mid-air, Xiang Wentian's strength was profound, and his moves were sophisticated, although he was at a disadvantage at this time, he did not see any defeat, Ling Jing's movements were extremely fast, and his moves were uncertain, making it impossible for people to figure it out, always locking Xiang Wentian's feet and preventing him from landing easily.

At this time, Ling Jing's feet had already fallen to the bridge deck, and suddenly, I saw his body leaning back, his feet close to the ground, and then his feet slammed down, and in an instant, his body shook, and he actually spun rapidly against the bridge deck, and the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" in his hand suddenly stabbed Xiang Wentian's feet with a sword and a sword from all directions.

Suddenly, Xiang Wentian's pressure doubled, only to feel the cold light under his feet burst, and the sword light was simply chaotic, and his heart was shocked.

"Who the hell is this kid? How could the swordsmanship be so high? He has had many rivals in his life, but few people can bargain in his hands, but he doesn't want to be so embarrassed by two young men and women.

That girl is just okay, although the kung fu of the secret weapon is not weak, but he still has a way to deal with it, but which sect is this kid a disciple, and his swordsmanship is so powerful.

Xiang Wentian's feet were wrong, and his right foot followed by a side kick, but Ling Jing had already circled to Xiang Wentian's right side at this time, and immediately stabbed with his sword, only to hear a "snort", the sword blade had already cut through Xiang Wentian's left ankle.

Xiang Wentian hit the sword in his ankle, gritted his teeth and snorted, and after slapping a hidden weapon with one palm, he suddenly retracted his right palm, stretched out his hand to clamp it, and clamped the hidden weapon into his hand.

He pinched the hidden weapon in his right hand and threw it down, shooting it towards Ling Jing's front door.

The distance between Ling Jing and Xiang Wentian at this time was only less than a zhang, and the hidden weapon at such a close distance was a little more dangerous, and he hurriedly raised his sword to block it, hitting the hidden weapon and shooting it into the river.

Xiang Wentian seized the gap of this moment, quickly fell to the ground, limped back a few feet, and then looked at the man and woman opposite with hatred.

Ling Jing saw Xiang Wentian falling into the distance, but the distance was not too far, and at this time, he had a sword on his foot, even if he wanted to run, he couldn't run fast, so he immediately held the long sword, pointed diagonally down, and smiled for a long time: "Brother Xiang, but you changed your attention and are you willing to lend me something?" ”

Lianyi fell lightly to Ling Jing's side, his face was cold, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Xiang Wentian, who was covered in blood.

Xiang Wentian's face sank like water, the muscles on his face twitched slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "I still say the same thing, Xiang someone is standing here, if you want my things, if you have the ability, you can come and get it yourself." ”

As he spoke, blood slowly trickled down his ribs and ankles, forming a pool of scarlet blood under his feet.

Ling Jing smiled slightly, with a harmless expression on his face, and said, "Why is Brother Xiang so stubborn, "Guangling San", "Reckless Post", although these things are treasures, but if you lose your surname because of these things, it is not very wise." The tone was not in a hurry, and he didn't seem to be in a hurry to do anything with Xiang Wentian again, but when he spoke, his eyes swept the two wounds on Xiang Wentian's body, and the corners of his mouth turned slightly.

"No more nonsense!" Xiang Wentian laughed "hehe" and said, "If you want to do it, do it, do it, do you really think that Xiang Mouhui is afraid of you." ”

Ling Jing nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, then please make a move to my brother." ”

Xiang Wentian sneered, as soon as his body moved, he wanted to step forward, anyway, I am afraid that today's matter will not be good, these two people are bent on asking for something on their bodies, it seems that they should know something, and they specially came to stop themselves.

But they don't know who they really are.

His mind was in a hurry, wondering, could these two people be the masters secretly recruited by the undefeated dog thief in the East, if not, then who would deliberately come to stop me?

Although Dongfang Undefeated is known as the first in the world of martial arts, Xiang Wentian knows that this person is just a rebellious and rebellious thief who seeks to seize the position of the sect leader, and he has always been deeply disdainful in his heart, and now he has begun to disdain the two people in front of him. I thought to myself, I have to cut off the two minions of the Eastern dog thief first.

His body moved slightly, and his left foot took a step, but he only moved a few inches away, and one foot hung down weakly. Suddenly, his complexion changed greatly, and he felt that his body was stiff, and he couldn't even move a step.

"Poisonous!" Xiang Wentian was shocked in his heart, lowered his head and looked at his wound, and really found that the blood flowing from the wound had taken on a faint black color at some point.

"Despicable!" Suddenly, he was furious in his heart, glared angrily at the person in front of him, and shouted: "What a despicable thief, he actually smeared poison on his sword. ”

Although he was furious on his face, he calmed down more and more in his heart, thinking, these two thieves are not weak in martial arts, I have fallen into the disadvantage before I was poisoned, and now my body is stiff and difficult to move, but what should I do?

Ling Jing smiled faintly and said, "Brother Xiang's words are bad, what you practice is poisonous, and the sword is poisonous, isn't that a normal thing?" ”

Although his "Green Capsule Corpse Sutra" has only been practiced to the first level, but the means of using poison are already very skillful, before a sword stabbed out, when stabbing Xiang Wentian in the ribs, the poison in the body spread to the blade of the sword in an instant, and then it was collected immediately, so that people could not see the traces at all.

Therefore, Xiang Wentian, a top master, will accidentally suffer a big loss.

Xiang Wentian was speechless for a moment, he saw that this kid had profound swordsmanship, and he preconceived that this kid was a master of swordsmanship, but now he heard others say that what he practiced was poisonous, and he hurt people with poison, isn't that common sense?

His heart sank slightly, but he saw that there seemed to be nothing unusual on the opponent's blade, and under the oblique light of the daylight, it was flashing with silver light. I knew that any blade that was poisoned would definitely be different from an ordinary blade under the light, but after the previous injuries flashed in my mind, I still didn't figure out when this kid smeared poison on the sword.

"It seems that this kid is not only skilled in swordsmanship, but also a master of using poison." His eyes narrowed, and when he looked at the young man across from him, his heart was heavy. (To be continued.) )