Facing the oncoming sword curtain sword net, Ling Muyun just smiled coldly, the sword light in his hand burst out, "clanging" There was a dense metal impact sound, sparks burst out in all directions, Ling Muyun simply tore a hole between the sword curtain and sword net, and his body swept into it like a ghost. There was a scream of "ahhh

After killing the enemy with a sword, Ling Muyun's sword light turned, like a spiritual snake, drawing a graceful arc in the air, directly piercing into the chest of another imperial guard, and then drawing his sword out, blood gushing like a spring, and the guard fell weakly.

At this time, Ling Muyun suddenly felt the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air behind him, his back was cold, knowing that there was a sneak attack by a master behind him, his body moved forward and jumped forward, directly making the opponent's trick fail, looking back, it turned out that the person who attacked was the leader of the imperial guard, Duolong. Ling Muyun smiled coldly, his body moved, and a sword light burst out, as if the rainbow had passed through the sky, leaving a dazzling sword light in the air, and instantly stabbed in front of Duolong.

Duo Long changed color in shock, the sword in his hand danced wildly, and an impenetrable sword curtain danced in front of him, not seeking to defeat the enemy, but only to be able to block Ling Muyun's sharp and fast sword. "Jingle" A dense metal collision sound sounded, and Ling Muyun actually stabbed more than a dozen swords at Duolong in an instant. Duo Long didn't look at the way of the opponent's swordsmanship at all, he just danced wildly in front of his chest like the wind, but he blocked all the dozen or so swords, but he was also shocked and his blood surged, and he took seven or eight steps backwards in a row before he could be regarded as relieving.

Looking up, he saw that Ling Muyun's sword light turned and killed the imperial guard next to him after repelling him, and when the sword light flashed, another person fell under his sword. Duo Long couldn't help but gasp, from the beginning of his work to now, it was only two or three breaths in total, but in this short period of time, half of the eight imperial guards he brought had already died under Ling Muyun's sword! Obviously, it was the nine of them who besieged Ling Muyun, but this fight, it was like Ling Muyun besieging the nine of them alone, and if this trend continued, let alone take down the other party, I was afraid that all of them would have to be killed by the other party, right?

This is the power of Ling Muyun's swordsmanship. Ling Muyun's Eighty-one Ways Evil Warding Sword is based on the family heirloom Seventy-two Ways Evil Warding Sword Technique, and is developed and created by fusing the Tiangang Demon Sword, although it is not as weird and fast as the original evil sword method, it is also a first-class fast sword in the world. When such a fast sword is against a master whose martial arts are higher than his own, he can rely on his extremely fast speed to maneuver more, and when he encounters an opponent whose martial arts are weaker than his own, he will not leave any room for the opponent to react at all, and it is completely one-sided torture. It can be said that it is not weak when it is strong, and it is stronger when it is weak!

Seeing Ling Muyun showing his might, not only Duolong was secretly frightened, but even Ruidong was dumbfounded, although he was ordered by Mao Dongzhu to take Ling Muyun in and out of the palace, in fact, he didn't know anything about Ling Muyun's true identity, he didn't dare to ask, Mao Dongzhu naturally wouldn't tell him, so he didn't even know that Ling Muyun also knew martial arts.

Ling Muyun's move scared him, he knew all the eight imperial guards brought by Duolong, they were all the most powerful of Duolong's subordinates, and they were all good among the imperial guards, although they were not his opponents, but as long as three or four people were together, they could fight with him, and if they were eight together, even he would only be defeated. This is also the reason why he gave up resistance before, even if he resisted, he would inevitably be captured in the end, and he would have to bear another charge of disobeying the order, so why should he resist uselessly?

But now that he has seen the strength shown by Ling Muyun, Ruidong doesn't think so, where did this strongman come from? This strength is inevitably too terrifying, it's all a big master, not chickens and ducks, and even if you slaughter chickens and ducks, it's not so neat! He didn't know that in Ling Muyun's eyes, except for the dead Wulanfeng and Hai Dafu, the remaining so-called masters were just hand-waving native chickens and dogs.

At this time, a rush of footsteps came, Ling Muyun killed another imperial guard with a sword, and when he looked up, he saw a team of about twenty or thirty forbidden army guards rushing towards this side, obviously attracted by the commotion here. Dolon's eyes lit up and shouted, "There are assassins, come and help!" ”

The Praetorian guards immediately agreed in unison, drew their swords and raised their guns, and rushed forward.

When the reinforcements arrived, Duo Long, who had already been frightened by Ling Muyun, and the remaining two imperial guards were suddenly in high spirits, and the blades in their hands danced rapidly, not seeking merit but no fault, just waiting for the reinforcements to arrive closer, and then besieging and killing Ling Muyun together.

Ling Muyun was also anxious, he knew that if he couldn't kill these people as soon as possible, there would inevitably be more and more people surrounding him, and even if he had the ability to reach the heavens, it would be difficult to get out. Immediately yelled at Ruidong, who was still looking at him in surprise: "Ruidong, what are you doing there?" Don't help yet! If I fall here, do you think you'll get away with it? ”

Ruidong suddenly realized that what Ling Muyun said was right, and now that it was impossible, it was impossible to be good. Ling Muyun was brought into the palace by him, and many people witnessed this matter, even if he wanted to, he couldn't rely on it. And since Ling Muyun was regarded as an assassin, he could not escape the charge of colluding with the assassins to plot misdeeds. At this time, even if he is caught, it is impossible to escape death, it is better to fight!

Thinking of this, Ruidong Tiger roared and pulled out the treasure knife on his waist and joined the battle circle, because of the grudge in Pingyue, he joined, and directly found Duolong, the treasure knife in his hand waved like the wind, even if he fought with Duolong. Duolong was shocked and angry: "Ruidong, do you really want to rebel?" ”

"The rebellion was also forced by you! Doron, I've been looking at you for a long time, so let's fight to the death! Ruidong looked like a mad tiger, swinging his knife at Doron and slashing at him, one after another was full of desperate moves.

Ruidong himself also knows that by now, he has shaken off and is not clear, even if he can kill all the people in front of him, he will not be able to escape the responsibility afterwards. And the root cause of all this is Duolong's harm, if it weren't for the eyeliner to spy on him, and to tell the empress dowager, why did he end up in this place? Even if he dies, he will have to pull the dragon as a backer first!

Duolong and Ruidong's martial arts are about the same, and if they really start to do it, it will be half a catty and eight taels. But Duolong was first frightened by Ling Muyun, and now he met the desperate Ruidong, his energy was damaged and his courage declined, and he inevitably fell into a disadvantage, and for a time he was beaten by Ruidong only had the ability to parry, and he had no power to fight back.

Duolong was restrained by Ruidong, Ling Muyun suddenly felt lighter, and immediately took advantage of the opportunity that the forbidden army guards had not yet arrived to deal with the remaining two imperial guards with all his might. These two imperial guards were at best the second-rate level of the rivers and lakes, where could they withstand Ling Muyun's full onslaught, but they barely parried two moves, and they were broken through by Ling Muyun's defense, and one by one he was slashed under the sword.

After killing all the eight imperial guards brought by Duolong, Ling Muyun turned around and was about to kill Duolong, when the team of Praetorian guards arrived, and Duolong, who was tired of coping, shouted: "Ruidong and the assassins collude with each other to plot against each other, take down the two of them quickly!" ”

After all, Duolong was the commander of the imperial guards, and the forbidden guards in the palace were all under his jurisdiction, although this team of forbidden guards hesitated for a moment when they found out that it was Ruidong, the deputy commander of the imperial guards, who was fighting him, but after hesitating, they still decided to follow the order and launched an attack on Ling Muyun and Ruidong. Of course, Ruidong's identity still played a little role, except for a few guards of the forbidden army who chose to go to the aid of Duolong, who was beaten by Ruidong and was helpless, and more people still chose to target Ling Muyun.

Looking at the guards of the forbidden army rushing towards him, Ling Muyun let out a long laugh, his toes touched the ground, his figure jumped forward, and he rushed towards these forbidden soldiers who rushed forward: "Since you are looking for death yourself, then Young Master Ben will fulfill you!" ”

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 forbidden army guards didn't expect that Ling Muyun would take the initiative to meet them, and the speed was so fast, before they could react, they were rushed into the queue by Ling Muyun, and they were immediately rushed into chaos.

However, after all, these people are the Great Internal Forbidden Army, and they are the most elite handfuls of men and horses in the Qing court, especially in terms of personal force, they are far superior to ordinary soldiers, so although they were disrupted, they were not panicked because of this, and they each raised their swords and spears, and besieged Ling Muyun who broke into the team.

However, Ling Muyun has superb martial arts, and is proficient in peerless fast swords such as the Evil Warding Divine Sword, and is the best at group battles, if these people form a formation, they may be able to resist one or two, but if they give up the military formation queue like this, relying on their personal martial arts, how can they be Ling Muyun's opponents? Ling Muyun performed a peerless light feat, suddenly in the east, suddenly in the west, suddenly coming and going, although the guards of the forbidden army shouted again and again, slashing and assassinating, they did not even touch a corner of Ling Muyun's clothes.

On the contrary, Ling Muyun was full of might, cold and lightning, sword light like a dragon, his body was like a swimming fish, coming and going freely in the crowd, "puff, puff, puff......" The sword light was vertical and horizontal, and one by one the guards of the forbidden army fell down in blood, and the screams of despair were endless, which was shocking. In just a few breaths, most of the guards of the forbidden army who Ling Muyun came to help were killed by Ling Muyun.

Although those forbidden army guards were elite, they were also human beings, and they were all afraid of death, after being killed by Ling Muyun in a row, the remaining few did not dare to fight again, and turned around and fled.

"Want to go? Not that cheap! ”

Ling Muyun's eyes were cold, he reached out and took out a few pieces of broken silver from his arms, and flicked his fingers to use his magical powers. "Boom Boom ......" A burst of sky-piercing roars sounded, and several silver rays of light pierced the void, accurately shooting on the remaining few Praetorian Guards, or in the vests, or in the back of the head, all of which were at the critical point, and one by one they fell to the ground and died like a stake that had been cut down.

(To be continued)