The masked leader saw that his brother was forced back by the opponent's two swords, and the previous attack collapsed, and immediately stared at Ling Jing's figure with his eyes glazed over.

You must know that their gang of people are all begging for a living on the edge of the knife, they have been in the rivers and lakes for decades, and they don't know how many vicious battles they have experienced and how many famous masters they have killed, and his fourteen brothers, any of them will not be inferior to the generation of masters of the Wuyue Sword Sect.

If it weren't for this strength, their owners would not have entrusted them with such an important task.

After Ling Jing forced back the masked man who was whipping, he couldn't help but squint his eyes, and then glanced at the other masked people in a circle around him, only to see fourteen pairs of eyes like candles in the night, staring at him with fierce eyes, with murderous intent in his eyes, but more of a playful mockery.

He sneered in his heart, if it weren't for Yue Buqun's cleverness and hurrying away, with the two of them working together, he would never have reached such a point.

But now that everyone in the Huashan Sect has been restrained, it is naturally impossible to pull out their hands to unlock their acupoints.

At the moment, he can only resist these fifteen masked people alone, but he is not very sure in his heart, after all, from the original plot, it can be known that these fifteen people are all first-class experts in the rivers and lakes, but they are specially sent by the Songshan faction.

And he knew very well that the offensive of the Songshan faction was not so simple, Zuo Lengchan really sent many masters this time in order to realize the ambition of his Wuyue faction, and these fifteen masked people were just the first round of the offensive, if it was delayed for a while, and when the masters of the Songshan faction and the Sword Sect gathered behind, it would really be extremely dangerous.

Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but sink slightly, and he couldn't help but clench the long sword in his hand, but his internal strength was much inferior to these people after all, and the next thing he was afraid of was that he would continue to fight hard, and he didn't dare to lose his internal strength for no reason, so the only thing he could rely on now was the only peerless martial art "Dugu Nine Swords" on his body.

After the person who made the whip was forced to retreat by Ling Jing, he also felt that his face was gloomy, he boasted about Haikou before, and he just wanted to play tricks on this kid, but he didn't want to use his whip, and he was easily cracked by the other party.

He was a little annoyed in his heart, and then he suddenly shouted, "Huhuhuhu" three times in a row and slammed towards Ling Jing's face.

His three whips were faster than one whip, only to hear the sound of breaking the air, and the steel whip was vigorously drumming, forming a vacuum in mid-air without a trace of rain.

Ling Jing dodged the two whips, but when he saw the power of these three whips, he knew that this person's internal strength was definitely not under Ning Zhongze, and if he touched it hard, it would only be a waste of strength.

At that moment, he shook the long sword, a sword stuck to the opponent's blade, and pressed the long sword in his hand down according to the opponent's strength, and then shook his body to the left, a slight pause, and when he turned around, he suddenly held the long sword back.

The man who made the whip had already lowered his blade to the ground at this time, and when he was officially using his old move, he was cold and suddenly empty under the blade, and then he heard the humming sound of the long sword in his ears, and a silver light went straight in front of him.

This made the whip man immediately taken aback, and hurriedly dodged sideways, but since Ling Jing had used the move in the "Whip Breaking Style", how could he escape so easily, in this lightning and stone fire, he saw that his arm almost turned into a phantom, and the long sword in his hand bloomed with a flash of silver light, and a sword cut the masked man's arm.

The whip man screamed, and the blood was sprinkled on the ground, and when the blood mixed with the rain on the ground, it soon stained a large area of his body.

Ning Zhongze, Yue Lingshan and the others saw that he had slashed the enemy's arm with just one move, and they all felt a shock in their hearts, but they saw that Ling Jing's swordsmanship was extremely exquisite, but it was very different from the swordsmanship of this sect, and they couldn't help but wonder in their hearts, where did he learn such a profound swordsmanship.

Yue Buqun looked at Ling Jing in the rain expressionlessly, and suddenly smiled coldly.

In this cold and rainy night, I saw Ling Jing suddenly turn the long sword in his hand, pointed at the masked man who made the whip, and said coldly: "I said, I want your hands and your life." ”

A red light flashed in the eyes of the masked man who made the whip, and he was about to speak, but the masked man who was unaware of the leader suddenly slapped his face and said with a smile: "Good swordsmanship, really good swordsmanship!" Old decay admires, admires! ”

Ling Jing turned his head and glanced at the man, but he didn't answer, and then he heard the man laugh and said: "Little brother has excellent swordsmanship, I'm afraid that he is already above Mr. Ling Shiyue, if you want me to say, the position of the head of the Huashan faction should have been done by you a long time ago." ”

Ling Jing just smiled noncommittally when he heard this, but Yue Buqun's face was a little less good-looking, and a fierce color flashed between his eyebrows.

At this time, I only heard Ling Jing say: "Who will be the head of this Huashan faction, I'm afraid it won't be Your Excellency's turn to intervene." ”

The masked man in the lead laughed and said, "Ling Shiyue Buqun is just a hypocrite, he accepted this young man of the Lin family as an apprentice, isn't he greedy for other people's sword records?" If even this kind of person is the head of the Huashan Sect of the Wuyue Sword Sect, then wouldn't our brothers be able to open a sect? ”

Lin Pingzhi, who was slumped behind everyone in the Huashan Sect, suddenly raised his head when he heard this, and after glancing at Yue Buqun, he immediately lowered his head deeply.

Ling Jing squinted at Yue Buqun at this time, and saw that his face was already blue and white, obviously extremely angry, and immediately felt a sigh in his heart, but in front of everyone in the Huashan Sect, he couldn't comment on the masked man's words at will, and only said at this time: "It's useless to say so much, if you don't want to continue to do it, then leave as soon as possible." ”

When the leader saw that this kid was indifferent to what he said, he immediately sneered and said, "The young man is really so courageous, then you should be careful yourself." ”

With that, he waved his hand to the side, and immediately five masked people rushed towards Ling Jing, and the person who made the whip also took advantage of this moment to strike a blow and whipped Ling Jing's left leg.

When the people of the Huashan faction saw Ling Jing under siege, they couldn't help but feel nervous, although they knew that Ling Jing was extremely talented, and often used many amazing swordsmanship, but they knew the power of this group of masked people, for fear that Ling Jing would accidentally suffer an accident, and then the Huashan faction would really be wiped out.

Yue Lingshan stared at Ling Jing without blinking, her heart was already in her throat, if it weren't for being pointed at this time, she really wanted to draw her long sword and step forward to fight the enemy side by side with him.

And Ling Jing looked at the six black shadows that rushed in, and his face couldn't help but show an awe-inspiring color, just because the blades of these six people were all different, steel whips, chain hammers, short knives and other blades were rarely encountered by him, although the "Dugu Nine Swords" nine strokes of swordsmanship broke through the world's martial arts, but he couldn't do it in one move, containing all the mysteries of the nine swords.

He knew that if he wanted to do this, he would at least have to wait until he comprehended the first level of the artistic conception of "selflessness", the realm of "selflessness and formlessness".

This integration is a gradual process, he practiced the "Dugu Nine Swords" was only a short period of more than ten days, to be able to improve the lighting progress to "2/15" is already a blessing, now this swordsmanship has not yet comprehended the profound realm, suddenly encountered six top masters who make strange blades, how dare you take it lightly at the moment.

ps:The first update,Lonely was sick two days ago.,In addition to the code word, the rest of the time is sleeping and resting.,So some plots may be written a little unsatisfactory.,Let's be more considerate.,But now it's been adjusted.,I hope you can continue to support loneliness.,Thank you.。