Oxfam was holding the two of them in his hands, and even with his martial arts, Wu Zi felt a huge suction force coming from behind him, which made his body a little sluggish.

It turns out that he also learned to "absorb stars"! ”

Oxfam's heart sank slightly, the power of peerless martial arts such as "Star Sucking **" is almost not under the "Sunflower Treasure Book" that he cultivated, and this person's swordsmanship

In fact, what he is most afraid of is this Ling Jing's strange and unpredictable swordsmanship, there is no trace of the sword when he takes out and closes the sword, even if he dismantles the file, he has no way to start at all.

"This person is really not simple, it seems that after going back, I still need to explain this matter to the master."

The robes on his back had all bulged back, and the two people from the Songshan faction had a certain impact on his body style, for fear that Ling Jing would take the opportunity to rush up and do something to himself at this time.

A hint of cruelty flashed in Oxfam's eyes, and he suddenly threw Gao Kexin in his left hand back, flying up and kicking him in the abdomen.

"Senior brother!" Deng Bagong really didn't expect that this ally of Dongchang would suddenly throw Gao Kexin out, and he was shocked, but suddenly, he heard Gao Kexin scream and was sucked into his hand by "let me go".

"Huh! So decisive! Ling Jing was also slightly shocked in his heart, and after absorbing Gao Kexin into his hand, he directly pinched his neck, threw it in the corner of the wall, and flew towards the window.

However, Oxfam was much faster than him, and he stopped him for a moment with Gao Kexin, and the suction behind him decreased slightly, and he immediately jumped out of the window.

When Ling Jing chased to the window, he saw that the night was deep outside the window, and a miserable white moonlight fell on the bluestone slab on the street, reflecting the shining light, but there was still the shadow of Oxfam.

"It's really fast." Ling Jing smiled coldly, but he wasn't so annoyed, two of the three people in the "Songshan Thirteen Taibao" had already died at his hands, and that Zhong Zhen was still Zuo Lengchan's henchman, the death of these two people was enough to make Zuo Lengchan feel distressed for a while.

He didn't continue to pursue Oxfam any longer, knowing that with this person's light physical skills, even if he chased out, it would probably be in vain, so he immediately shook his head, turned around and walked through the lobby of the inn, and walked out of the gate.

The night was as cold as water, and the entire twenty-eight shops were as silent as a dead town, and no sound could be heard except for his own footsteps.

Ling Jing frowned slightly, the residents of the town seemed to have heard that a large group of bandits would come to loot, and they all evacuated in advance, and all the livestock, property, and valuable things were all brought with them, no wonder it was so quiet here, and they couldn't even hear the sound of chickens and dogs.

"Let's go and see the people of the Hengshan faction first." didn't see the return of Dingjing Shitai and Yilin and others, and it was still a little difficult for him to settle down in his heart, so he immediately walked along the bluestone road and went all the way to the northeast.

In the middle, he deliberately took a detour from the "Nan'an Inn" to the "Xian'an Inn", only to see that the few lights in the inn were still not extinguished, but there were no people, and it seemed that Mrs. Dingjing and the others had not returned.

"Strange." Ling Jing suddenly felt that something was wrong in his heart, with the surnames of this group of people from the Hengshan Sect, if they were really all safe and sound, it was impossible for Master Dingjing not to leave a message for himself, after all, he could be regarded as the life-saving benefactor of the Hengshan Sect.

"It can't be that something happened again." His face sank slightly, he jumped onto the roof, and when he raised his eyes, it was dark and dreary all around, and even the small courtyard where the disciples of the Hengshan Sect had been imprisoned before did not see a single fire.

Ling Jing galloped across the roof, and in less than a moment, he came to the outside of the small courtyard.

He stood on the roof of a private house next to him, but he saw that it was cold in the small courtyard, and the door of the room where the disciples of the Hengshan Sect had been imprisoned before was empty, and according to the images scanned by the system, he saw that the room was empty, and even Master Dingjing was not here.

"What the hell is going on?"

Ling Jing jumped into the courtyard, walked a few steps, and with a wave of his left sleeve, the two wooden doors were pushed open.

When I entered the room, I saw that the tables, chairs, and screens in the room were all overturned to the ground, and the floor was full of broken white porcelain shards, apparently the teapot on the table had been broken.

Ling Jing frowned, closed his eyes slightly, and began to carefully scan every corner of the room.

Suddenly, in the corner of the wall in the upper right corner, a striking trace of blood was found, and there was also a cyan cloth shoe on the ground, which seemed to have been left by a disciple of the Hengshan Sect.

He walked slowly to the corner and touched the bloodstain, a few drops of blood on his hands. The blood was already cold, faintly sticky, and it was clear that the injured person had been gone for a long time.

"Could it be that the people of the Songshan faction have already poisoned the disciples of Hengshan?" Thinking of this, Ling Jing's heart couldn't help jumping slightly, how many people the Songshan faction had sent over this trip, he didn't know at all, if in addition to Zhong Zhen and the three of them, there were other masters of the Songshan faction here, it would not be good news.

"I hope Yilin doesn't have anything to do." Ling Jing picked up the cloth shoes in the corner of the wall and walked out of the side door of the room, he wanted to see people alive and corpses when he died, as long as the corpses of the disciples of Hengshan had not been found, there was still a glimmer of hope.

A few steps out of the back door of the courtyard, along the streets and alleys of the town all the way to the end of the town, Ling Jing's brows became more and more wrinkled, and suddenly went up to the house and looked around.

At that time, the morning dawned, the white fog was filled, the treetops were smoky, and there was no figure on the road on both sides, and suddenly I saw a cyan thing on the south road, which was far away and could not be seen clearly.

But a big road is empty, and there is such a thing in the center of the road, which is quite eye-catching. He went down the house, ran to pick up the thing, but it was a green cloth girl's shoe, exactly the same as the one in his arms, but the size was a little different.

He looked at the green cloth girl and his expression moved: "Yes, it seems that the Songshan faction just transferred these Hengshan disciples." However, these female disciples are also very smart, and they know to leave me some clues. ”

Along the way, the corpses of the disciples of the Hengshan faction were not found, and the cloth shoes of the disciples of the Hengshan sect were left in two places in a row, and he knew that if the people of the Songshan faction killed people, it would be impossible to leave these things on the road, and his heart was slightly relieved.

Immediately identified the direction of the road, according to the clues left by the disciples of the Hengshan faction, galloped all the way to the south, after running for more than ten miles, the road gradually became rugged, and the trees on both sides were overgrown, and it was rare to see anyone passing by.

After driving for a few more miles, I found a green cloth hat in the bushes on the side, which was worn by the disciples of Hengshan.

"It seems that this is indeed the path to take."

Ling Jing identified the direction and walked until noon, but along the way, he found many clues left by the disciples of Heng Mountain. At noon, I saw a small shop on the side of the road, so I walked over.

The shopkeeper who opened the store was a big man with a somewhat strong figure, with a simple face and dark skin, and when he saw Ling Jing walking into the store, he immediately trotted forward, took off the white towel on his shoulder, wiped it on the table, and said with a smile: "Objective, do you want to eat something?" ”

Ling Jing nodded, sat down, ordered some drinks and side dishes, and then asked, "Brother shopkeeper, have you ever seen several monks passing by here today?" ”

The big man thought for a moment and said, "I haven't seen several of them, but I've seen one." There is a teacher who is too passing by the shop, and he also asks the same thing objectively? ”

"Oh? Yes. Ling Jing's eyes moved slightly, it seemed that Master Dingjing had also discovered that the disciples of Hengshan had been transferred, and they took the first step to chase after him.

After hastily eating the meal, Ling Jing galloped south along the road again. But until it was dark, there was no trace of Dingjing Shitai and the Hengshan faction. As far as the eye can see, there is a long grass and dense forest, and the road is getting narrower and narrower, and after walking for a while, the grass grows to the waist, and the road is not very visible. Suddenly, there was a faint sound of blades intersecting in the northwest corner, and the blue light in Ling Jing's eyes was sheng, and he ran along the sound, rushing out dozens of zhang, and suddenly the ground was bright in front of him, and more than a dozen torches were lit high, but the sound of blades intersecting was even louder. He quickened his pace and ran to the nearest place, only to see dozens of people lighting torches and forming a circle, one person in the circle with big sleeves flying, a long sword Huo Huo, and seven people were invincible, it was Dingjing Shitai.

There were dozens of people lying outside the circle, and as soon as they looked at the clothes, they knew that they were all the female disciples of the Hengshan faction, Ling Jing saw that the other party was all masked, so he immediately pulled a face towel to cover his face, and approached step by step.

Everyone was watching the fight, and no one saw him for a while.

Dingjing Shitai is one enemy of seven, his body is tossing and turning in the encirclement of seven people, and he looks extremely vigorous, but his body is already full of blood, and even his face is splashed with a lot of scarlet blood, and at the same time, his left hand makes a sword, it seems that his right hand has been severely injured, and he is just supporting himself at this moment.

Yi Lin and the other disciples of the Hengshan Sect all woke up, and they all looked at Master Dingjing with anxious expressions, but these disciples were all tied hand and foot, and they couldn't move at all, so they could only worry about themselves.

Ling Jing naturally saw that Master Dingjing was just at the end of his forced masturbation now, so he didn't dare to delay any longer, so he suddenly rushed out of the bushes, and immediately ran close to the place where Yilin and the other Hengshan disciples were, brushed the two swords, and cleanly solved the two guards.

The masked people holding torches around him were slightly stunned, and Ling Jing had already killed two people in a row, and suddenly he only heard a group of masked people shouting in unison, and several big knives slashed at Ling Jing's body in unison.

When the Dingjing master in the distance saw that the young master came to help again, he immediately felt very excited in his heart, thinking that this is a vein of Hengshan that the heavens do not want to die, and with the support of this master, he will be able to keep his disciples safe.

Immediately gathered up his strength, and the long sword was pointed out one after another, dragging the seven masked masters.

Ling Jing saw these big men all come over, and immediately sneered, the long sword was pointed out, and the wrists of seven people were hit, and the sound of the blade falling to the ground sounded, and suddenly, he saw his wrist shake, and the long sword disappeared in an instant, and suddenly, the sword qi shot out, and the sound of "snort" rang out repeatedly, and the seven big men all screamed and fell out. (To be continued.) )