Huang Rong was startled at first, and then followed Wang Yue'e's whereabouts and noticed that his father-in-law's situation was not much better, and if no one helped, it would be a matter of time before he was defeated.

Knowing that the matter was urgent, Huang Rong immediately threw himself into the Qingcheng elder in front of him. After all, she doesn't know how to do the doppelganger, it is impossible to save both of them at once, the most important thing now is to fight quickly, only by cleaning up the Qingcheng elder in front of her first, and then she can pull out her hand to rescue her father-in-law and mother-in-law.

"Little girl, you're looking for death!" Elder Qingcheng's eyes flashed, and the sword in his hand suddenly stabbed towards Huang Rong.

Although Huang Rong's previous move of using his fingers to deflect his attack was very startled, but after seeing that the other party was actually a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, the Qingcheng elder was relieved again. After all, the age of the other party is there, even if he has been practicing since his mother's womb, it has not been more than twenty years now, how high can the martial arts be?

It's just that his thoughts didn't last long, he only felt a flower in front of him, and saw that Huang Rong had already dodged the long sword he stabbed out and swept in front of him, and the jade hand was raised, and it hit him head-on.

Elder Qingcheng was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect Huang Rong's attack to be so fast, he hurriedly withdrew his sword and tried his best to dodge to the side, which narrowly and dangerously gave way to Huang Rong's palm. But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Huang Rong had swept to his side again like a gust of wind, and another palm hit his waist ribs......

And over there, after Ling Zhennan received Wang Yue's support, the situation eased slightly. However, it has not been able to completely get out of danger, after all, the gap between a congenital martial artist and an acquired martial artist is too big, far from being able to make up for it by one more person, at best, it can support a little more time, if there is no external help, it is a matter of time before he is defeated and captured, and now it depends on whether Huang Rong can level the opponent in time to support.

At this time, on the roof, the battle between Ling Muyun and the white-faced old man had also entered a white-hot stage. "Fuqin Press Xiao", "Snow Sweeping and Cooking Tea", "Panasonic Game", "Poolside Crane" ...... Ling Muyun's two swords were combined, and the power of the Jade Girl Suxin swordsmanship was fully displayed, and the exquisite swordsmanship of one move was unleashed. forced the white-faced old man to retreat and was unable to parry.

This swordsmanship was originally created by Lin Chaoying due to love. Therefore, each move contains a rhyme, or it is a man and a woman, and the harmonious moves are elegant, and the artistic conception is long, which is really indescribably charming. It's just that between this charming and romantic flow, there is an endless killing opportunity, killing people invisibly in the wind and snow, and a little carelessness may be taken away in this gentle and delicate room, and this taste is only known to the white-faced old man in the bureau at this time.

The more Ling Muyun's swordsmanship was made, the more familiar he became, the faster he was used. At first, you can still see the ins and outs of each move. But wait until later. I could only see a piece of sword light shining from the two sharp swords. I can't see the swordsmanship moves at all, and I can't even tell who is attacking and defending, who is blocking and who is attacking with two long swords. The sword light rose and fell like a wave, and it continued to impact towards the white-faced old man. It was as if he was going to swallow the white-faced old man whole.

Although the white-faced old man roared again and again, but under Ling Muyun's fierce sword momentum, he could only retreat step by step, and the blood was constantly splashing and scattering between the sword lights, all of which were caused by the injuries of the white-faced old man, if it weren't for the white-faced old man's internal and external skills, his rich combat experience, and his ability to get out of the way at a critical moment, I am afraid that he would have died under Ling Muyun's sword.

The white-faced old man only felt that Ling Muyun's sword moves were really like a whimsy, weird and wonderful, and there was no trace to be found, and any single move was not a big deal, but the mutual echo and cooperation made up for all the flaws, and it was really seamless. And the powerful killing moves are endless, elegant and elegant, and they are sharp and powerful, just like the swordsmanship of the immortals, not like the means of the world.

At this time, the white-faced old man's intestines were about to turn green.

He was originally a notorious lone thief in the rivers and lakes, but because he had a good relationship with Zuo Guchan, the head of Songshan, and coveted all the benefits promised by the Songshan faction, he was attracted by him to become the guest elder of the Songshan faction.

However, because of his strong martial arts, his status in the Songshan faction is extremely high, and it is not something that ordinary people can command, this time I also heard that the Ling family's evil sword technique of the Fuwei Dart Bureau is powerful, and he escorted a large number of treasures, and he couldn't help but covet it and wanted to get a piece of the pie, so he took the initiative to ask Zuo Guchan to participate in the ambush of the Ling family and his party.

Originally, according to the information obtained by the Songshan faction, although the strength of the Ling family of the Fuwei Dart Bureau could be said to be the top in the dart game, in their eyes, it was average, and the only one who was a little threatening was just an innate master of the Ghost Sword Ling Fang. They have mobilized such a big force this time, and there are seven innate masters at once, and it is not easy to clean up the Ling family? He just waited for the cake to be shared.

But who would have thought that when they really got started, they found that the Ling family was not only not the soft persimmon they thought before, but a piece of iron that couldn't be harder! Not to mention Ling Fang, the number one master on Ling Jiaming's face, Ghost Sword Ling Fang, just one Ling Muyun forced him to be a top first-class master in the realm of innate small success.

Now he just wants to find the person from the Songshan faction who is responsible for collecting the information of the Ling family and strangle him to death. What the fuck is this shitty information all about? It is also said that the Ling family is a congenital master of Ling Fang, is this a congenital master? How can a congenital master fight with them so lively?

What else do you say Ling Muyun is a milky young master, you have such a demonic young master in your family? If this is still called a shit, then wouldn't he, a well-known congenital master in the rivers and lakes, become a piece of shit? Isn't this a pit of death!

In fact, not only the white-faced old man was flustered, but Ling Muyun was also quite anxious in his heart, listening to the noisy fighting, shouting and screaming on the ground, and the corner of his eye could be seen, only to see that the underground street was black and oppressive, full of black-clothed figures, how could he not worry about his parents and Rong'er?

Under the anxiety, Ling Muyun's swordsmanship became more and more urgent, and he just wanted to kill the white-faced old man under the sword immediately, and then jump out of the room to help his parents and relatives.

It's just that in this way, the pressure on the white-faced old man is even greater. Under Ling Muyun's unpredictable but lightning speed swordsmanship, he only felt that the opponent's fierce sword momentum was like a surging river and sea, surging and endless.

And he was like a poor boat in a storm and tsunami, struggling to capsize in the midst of the stormy waves, but although he desperately survived wave after wave of monstrous waves, there were always more and bigger waves coming, as if there was no end to it, so that he could not see the slightest hope.

In fact, the white-faced old man didn't think of using some other insidious means to save the situation, but under Ling Muyun's stormy attack, he didn't even have time to catch his breath. Just move a little slower. I'm afraid that he will have to be stabbed into a sieve by Ling Muyun's pair of sharp swords, even if there is any means, there is no time to use it, and it is precisely because of this that he is even more desperate.

The momentum is discouraged. The white-faced old man suddenly became even more defeated. I barely supported a few more moves. was forced by Ling Muyun to a place close to the eaves. At this moment, Ling Muyun's eyes flashed, and a piece of roof tiles under the feet of the white-faced old man suddenly slipped off. Sliding towards the room, the white-faced old man was caught off guard, and his body was suddenly driven to stumble.

Although he reacted immediately and wanted to stabilize his body again, but the masters competed, and the slightest mistake was the difference between life and death, how could Ling Muyun miss this opportunity? Suddenly, the sword light of the two swords soared, penetrating into his heart and throat in the disbelief of the white-faced old man!

Blood splattered, two bewitching blood flowers bloomed in the dark night, the white-faced old man wanted to roar, but his throat leaked, his throat was broken, he couldn't roar at all, he wanted to launch a counterattack against Ling Muyun again, but he lost his strength due to a broken heart, and in the end, all he could do was to look at Ling Muyun with a resentful and unwilling gaze.

Ling Muyun knew why he was unwilling, if he was any person, he would be just as unwilling to be defeated due to unexpected factors when fighting against a strong enemy, but he obviously didn't know that this was not an accident, but that he did it intentionally, within the scope of the spiritual force field, it was really not difficult to displace a tile.

However, Ling Muyun was now worried about the war below, and he didn't have time to explain to a person who was about to die, so he pulled out the long sword in his hand with a cold face, and suddenly blood gushed out, and without the strength to support it, he fell directly on the roof tiles, and then rolled down along the inclined roof tiles, and fell to the ground with a "plop" and no sound.

Killing the white-faced old man, Ling Muyun immediately jumped to the eaves, looked down, as far as his eyes could see, and immediately took the situation of the entire battlefield into his eyes, only to see that the personnel of his own dart bureau had basically retreated to the room, only a few people were still stranded outside, but these people were the closest people to him, and among them, especially the situation of his parents was the most critical. Seeing this, Ling Muyun immediately tiptoed a little, and his figure rose into the air, flying straight towards the place where Ling Zhennan and his wife were fighting like a big bird.

The Qingcheng elder who was fighting with Ling Zhennan and his wife repelled Ling Zhennan with a sword, and then the sword light turned and turned into a few cold stars and stabbed towards Wang Yue'e, wanting to take down Wang Yue'e who was in the way first, and then turn back to deal with Ling Zhennan.

"Dad, mother, this old puppet is handed over to me!"

At this moment, a broken shout suddenly sounded, and then I saw a brilliant sword light like a long rainbow passing through the sky, sweeping over the heads of the crowd, and shooting towards the Qingcheng elder!

The Qingcheng elder only felt that the brilliance in front of him was dazzling, and a dazzling sword light shot out, and in an instant, it stabbed in front of him, and Sen Han's sword qi had even pierced the skin on his neck faintly painful, and he couldn't help but be shocked that his hair stood on end, and he changed color in shock, and hurriedly urged all his strength to return to the sword to block.

With a "bang", the sword rang out, sparks burst out, and the Qingcheng elder's face suddenly turned pale, and he staggered backwards as if he was drunk.

Although the cultivation level of the two sides is comparable, they are both new to the innate level, but Ling Muyun has peerless miraculous skills, his internal strength far exceeds that of masters of the same level, and he came with the power of the sky, under the collision of the two, this Qingcheng elder immediately suffered a big loss!

"Death, old fellow!"

Ling Muyun didn't give the other party a chance to breathe, as soon as his figure landed, he flew out like a gale, and the sword in his hand once again slashed out a sword light and stabbed out towards the Qingcheng elder.

Seeing that Ling Muyun's pursuit was approaching again, Elder Qingcheng's face changed miserably, and he had to suppress the tumbling qi and blood in his body, gritting his teeth and swinging his sword.

See this scenario. A flash of essence suddenly flashed in Ling Muyun's eyes, and the demon seed in his mind jumped violently, and the spiritual power that diffused like a tide suddenly condensed into two lines and stabbed towards the eyes of the Qingcheng elder.

Elder Qingcheng only felt that the wind in front of him was sharp, and then his eyes suddenly hurt, as if two steel needles had pierced his eyes, and he couldn't help but scream loudly, his eyes were blurry, and he couldn't see anything clearly. Frightened, he hurriedly wanted to retreat to the side, but where was it too late? I felt a chill in my neck. Blood was gushing out. A big head rises into the sky!

Ling Zhennan and Wang Yue'e couldn't help but be dumbfounded, although they knew that their son was already powerful now, they didn't expect that they could be so powerful that they actually killed the Qingcheng Elder who was overwhelming the two of them in just two moves! That's not a cat or a dog. It's a genuine innate master. How did he get to Ling Muyun and be as vulnerable as a chicken and a dog?

Where do Ling Zhennan and Wang Yue'e know. Although Ling Muyun's current martial arts cultivation is still only at the innate level, because of his extraordinary worldly skills, he especially has the power of spiritual force field blessings. His strength is far stronger than that of the same level of powerhouse, just like the confrontation with the elder of Qingcheng just now, he only needs to mobilize his spiritual power to strike a blow, and he can break the other party's ears and eyes, so that the other party can only obediently give the head!

Of course, Ling Muyun's spiritual power attack effect is also limited, not omnipotent, such as Elder Qingcheng, a congenital master who has just entered the innate realm, his spiritual mind power can barely break through the opponent's body protection qi, but if he is against a congenital junior level martial artist, his spiritual mind attack will be powerless. If it weren't for that, when he fought fiercely with the white-faced old man before, he only needed to urge his spiritual power to attack directly, so why did he need to spend so much effort?

Turning around, Ling Muyun said to Ling Zhennan and Wang Yue'e: "Dad, mother, you go to the house first, and I will pick up Rong'er and them." ”

"Yun'er, you have to be careful yourself."

Ling Zhennan and Wang Yue'e also knew that if they stayed any longer, they would form a drag, so they nodded and went to the store together.

It's just that there are too many black-clothed people gathered in front of the store at this time, and it is extremely difficult for even an innate master like Huang Rong to break through, let alone Ling Zhennan and Wang Yue, who are injured. Therefore, after killing a few men in black, the two not only failed to rush into the store, but were besieged by a large number of men in black, and they couldn't advance or retreat!

Ling Muyun, who was about to help Huang Rong, was furious when he saw this scene, and on his tiptoes, he rushed towards the black-clothed men who were besieging Ling Zhennan and his wife: "A group of things that don't know whether to live or die, let me die!" ”

Unfolded with a superb light skill, Ling Muyun instantly swept over several feet like a gust of wind, and directly rushed into the crowd. Those black-clothed people were besieging Ling Zhennan and his wife, but they didn't expect Ling Muyun to rush up suddenly, and the speed was still so fast, before they could react, they were rushed into the crowd by Ling Muyun, and they were immediately rushed into chaos. Hurriedly waved his blade and launched a siege and killing Ling Muyun in a chaotic manner.

It's just that with Ling Muyun's martial arts, even the Qingcheng elders of the Innate Transformation Realm are not his enemies in three moves when he is injured, let alone these ordinary disciples of the Songshan Sect and the Qingcheng Sect? I saw Ling Muyun unleash a peerless light skill, suddenly in the east, suddenly in the west, coming and going, although the black-clothed people shouted again and again, slashing and assassinating, they didn't even touch a corner of Ling Muyun's clothes.

On the contrary, Ling Muyun was mighty, the cold light flashed, the sword light was like a dragon, and his body came and went freely in the crowd like a swimming fish, "puff, puff, puff......" The black-clothed people fell down one by one in blood between the sword light, and the screams of despair were endless, which was amazing. In just a few breaths, dozens of black-clothed people died under Ling Muyun's sword!

Although these black-clothed people are all elites in the door, they are also people, and they are all afraid of death, and they killed thirty or forty of them in one go as if they were chopping melons and vegetables by Ling Muyun, and the rest were also scared, and they didn't dare to step forward. Ling Zhennan and his wife, who had been besieged and unable to move, immediately seized this opportunity and rushed into the store in one fell swoop.

It's just that the shop at this time is not a safe place, because without Huang Rong's sitting, the rest of the Fuwei Dart Bureau can't resist the attack of those black-clothed people, and they have already rushed into the shop by the black-clothed people, and they are even about to be rushed into the courtyard behind the store by the black-clothed people, and the original undamaged dart masters have already killed and injured more than a dozen at this time, if Ling Zhennan and the others come back a little later, I am afraid that the store will be lost.

However, after Ling Zhennan and his wife rushed into the store, the situation was suddenly improved, after all, Ling Zhennan and his wife were also quasi-first-class masters, and it was naturally beyond their strength to deal with the first-class masters who had entered the innate realm, but there was no problem in dealing with these ordinary disciples of Songshan and Qingcheng.

At this time, Ling Muyun also rushed over to help sweep it simply, and soon swept away the black-clothed people who rushed into the store, helped stabilize the defense line, and then greeted Ling Zhennan and Wang Yue: "Dad, mother, you guys guard here first, I'll help Rong'er and them first." ”

Immediately, he once again intercepted and rushed in the direction of Huang Rong. It's just that before he could get closer, he saw Huang Rong's shadow suddenly dodge the sword light of the other Qingcheng elder and bully into front of the other party, and a pair of jade hands slapped on the opponent's chest, and the Qingcheng elder immediately spurted blood and flew out, falling to the ground and not moving. (To be continued......)