Chapter Twenty-Eight: Mass Killing
This person sneaked up on Ling Jing's back with a sword, obviously trying to take advantage of his unpreparedness and kill Ling Jing.
At this moment, a lightning bolt swept through the dark rainy night, and the person's face was reflected in the flickering light, and at this time, everyone saw this person's face clearly, who could it be if it was not the Sword Sect Cong who did not give up.
A Taoist of the Taishan faction in the rear saw that this person was plotting and wanted to sneak attack a junior of the Huashan faction, and immediately scolded: "This, this, this, what kind of system!" ”
The chivalrous way of the rivers and lakes has its own rules of chivalry, and this generation of masters who do not give up as a master of the Huashan Sword Sect completely disregarded his own face and made the sword sneak attack on a junior, which immediately angered many masters present.
Although these masters of the Taishan faction and the Hengshan faction were co-opted by Zuo Lengchan, they did not completely take refuge in Zuo Lengchan, and they still uphold the justice of chivalry in their hearts, and they are very important to the fame of the rivers and lakes.
And originally, many of them were also impressed by this young man's swordsmanship, and they couldn't help but have a trace of admiration, but now seeing Cong Bu abandon such shamelessness, he was naturally angry and angry.
At this time, in addition to the people of the Songshan faction, many masters couldn't help but shout and scold, even if many people who didn't have a good impression of Ling Jing couldn't help but have a heart of protection at this time.
Lu Bai and Ding Mian couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, originally according to their original intentions, they only needed to let the masked killers on their side go up to besiege them, but they didn't want this Sword Sect Cong to be so uncontrollable, as soon as they saw that Feng Buping was seriously injured, they rushed to attack Ling Jing in such a hurry.
But they and the Sword Sect were all the way, and they could only pretend not to see it at this time.
Ling Jing also felt the edge behind him at this time, and after hearing Ning Zhongze's call, he was immediately shocked, but at this time, the long sword that did not give up was already less than a foot away from his back.
Cong Buqi's face was full of ruthlessness, originally their Sword Sect's grand hegemony was in front of him, but unexpectedly, this kid killed in the air and hindered their big plan, he naturally wanted to kill him in his heart.
Ling Jing wanted to turn around and block at this time, but if he wanted to jump forward to dodge, how could he be as fast as the sword of the person behind him, his face suddenly sank, and many of the moves in the "Dugu Nine Swords" flashed in his mind.
At this moment, I saw that he suddenly held the long sword back, stabbing it back obliquely from the bottom to the top, and the tip of the sword was actually pointing at the lower abdomen of Cong Bu.
The sword he unleashed suddenly reached its peak in seconds, and if Cong didn't give up any further, it would hit the tip of his sword by itself.
On time, Cong Bu gave up his face and looked confused.
"Good swordsmanship!"
"Wonderful! It's wonderful! ”
Immediately, many people saw that he had changed his moves so quickly, and they couldn't help but cheer in unison, and the Taoist priest of the Taishan faction even clapped his hand and laughed.
Originally, they were quite disdainful of Cong Buqi's move, but now when they saw this young man actually use such a magical sword, they couldn't help but feel happy while admiring it.
Cong Buqi had no time to turn the long sword at this time, and he shouted in a hurry, it turned out that Ling Jing's sword was actually the last to come first, and he didn't give him time to react at all.
Feng Buping stood in the distance with difficulty, his face suddenly showed urgency, and he exclaimed: "Senior brother, be careful!" ”
However, Cong Buqi was in mid-air at this time, and he didn't have Ling Jing's magical "Golden Goose Gong", so he had no way to borrow his strength, and after struggling a few times, he slammed straight into Ling Jing's long sword.
"Whew!"
After hearing a soft sound, a cold sword body had already stabbed out of Cong Buqi's back, and this sword actually pierced his lower abdomen directly, and he couldn't live when he saw it.
Ling Jing paused for a moment, then drew out his long sword, turned around coldly, and Cong Bu's body instantly fell to the ground, splashing a splash.
At this time, he saw clearly that the person who attacked him turned out to be the Sword Sect Cong who did not give up, he smiled disdainfully, and said, "Villain! ”
Ning Zhong and the others in the rear couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they saw him save the day, but Feng Buping's face was very ugly, and looking at Ling Jing's gaze, it seemed that he had been eaten alive.
It's just that when he was hit by Ling Jing's sword in the back, even his vertebrae were cut, and at this time, it was reluctant to stand up with a sword, even if he wanted to avenge Cong Buqi, he was powerless.
He glanced at Ling Jing hatefully, and suddenly felt a weakness in his waist, so he couldn't stand anymore, and fell directly to the ground.
However, after Ling Jing turned around, looking at the situation in front of him, he couldn't help but have a headache, and said in his heart: "Made, this group of flies is simply inexhaustible." ”
It turned out that after the nine masked men were instructed by Lu Bai and the others, they had gradually surrounded him, and the nine pairs of eyes exposed outside the mask were like the eyes of a poisonous wolf, staring at him fiercely.
Ling Jing couldn't help but tighten the sword in his hand at this time, he fought several battles in a row, and his internal strength was now at most about forty percent left, weak internal force had always been his weakness, and now he was besieged by these nine masters, I was afraid that it would be another battle that could not be delayed.
When everyone on that horse saw these nine black shadows surrounding Ling Jing, they couldn't help but lower their heads, and then sighed one after another.
Although many of them admired Ling Jing a lot, the positions of the two sides were different, they were close to the Songshan faction, and it was extremely rare to be able to maintain neutrality, and if they wanted to help, it would be very difficult.
Lu Bai, Ding Mian and the others couldn't help but show a faint look of pride on their faces at this time, although the masked man's leader may not be as good as Feng Buping's martial arts, but there are as many as nine of them, and all of them are first-class masters in the rivers and lakes with unique skills, experienced in a hundred battles, and they are ruthless.
The three of them couldn't help but think, this time they want to see how this kid copes!
Ling Jing took a deep breath at this time, and in an instant, many thoughts had already turned in his mind, thinking to himself, one of these fifteen masked people had his hands cut off by himself, like a waste person, the one who made the steel whip had already died, and four other people were stabbed in the chest by themselves, and their ankles were also cut by themselves, which could only be regarded as half-dead, and there was nothing to be afraid of.
Then, now the enemy is only the nine people in front of him.
He knew that there were masters of Taishan and Hengshan factions present, and those masters of the Songshan faction would never put down their faces to besiege themselves, if they really did this, as long as it was spread, this Songshan faction would definitely be discredited, even Zuo Lengchan would not let them go easily.
He already had a plan in his heart, so he pulled a sword flower, and his heart was full of pride, looking at the nine figures who came around, and laughed loudly: "You can't see the light of things, you really can't kill enough, but I want to see and see today, how many lives do you have enough for me to kill!" ”
Many masters on that horse saw that he was facing such a critical situation again after the two masters of Pinfeng Buping and Cong Bu Abandonment, but he could still be so arrogant and not panicked at all, and he really felt that this young man was so good at the moment.
is such a young and handsome man, if you want to talk about the younger generation in today's rivers and lakes, I am afraid that no one can match it.
Although everyone couldn't help, the look of appreciation in their eyes couldn't be hidden.
When the masked man in the lead heard Ling Jing's words, he immediately shouted angrily: "Don't be too rampant, boy, your life, I will take it today!" ”
Ling Jing smiled disdainfully, and then said coldly: "Then you can try it." ”
has reached this point, both sides have no room to turn around, and the only thing they can do at this time is to fight to the death.
At this time, he only heard the nine masked men shouting in unison, and then they all unfolded their bodies, and suddenly turned into nine blurred black shadows, and rushed straight towards Ling Jing.
Ling Jing couldn't help but stare at the nine figures at this time, only to see all kinds of strange blades of spears, short sticks, chain sticks, and soft whips pointing at him in mid-air, among which a long knife of the masked leader was the most amazing, and the light of the knife directly split the rain curtain and set up a circle of water around him.
He knew that this was the last battle, as long as he could kill these nine people, this main task would be basically completed, and then he would be regarded as returning the kindness of the Huashan faction for this body, and then the sky would be high and the sea would be wide, and he would let himself swim.
Such a critical battle, he naturally did not dare to take it lightly, and shook the long sword at the moment, and the "Golden Goose Gong" was fully deployed, only to see him take several steps on the ground in a row, splashing in all directions, and the speed was getting faster and faster, and in the blink of an eye, it had turned into a phantom, and attacked straight towards the nine incoming enemies.
When the masked men saw that this kid actually wanted to fight nine with one, they immediately smiled coldly and pounced down.
However, just as Ling Jing was about to make contact with the opponent's blade, he saw that his knees were short, and he was already on the ground, and then he leaned back, and the attack of those masked men suddenly failed.
Ling Jing suddenly smiled at this time, his body speed did not decrease, and he flew out towards the front of the ground, but the long sword in his hand had already danced into a silver streamer.
"Broken spear type", "broken rope type", and "broken whip type" were used one after another, and immediately heard a few miserable screams, and several black shadows fell out one after another.
The masked leader saw that his nine-person attack did not hurt this kid in the slightest, but he seized the opportunity and injured several brothers in a row, and immediately scolded "hateful".
At this time, he looked at the injured brothers again, and saw that the three of them were so soft that they were trembling all over, obviously not lightly injured.
He couldn't help but curse a few times in his heart, but he didn't expect that three more people were seriously injured in just one round, but thinking that this kid's swordsmanship was really weird, he couldn't help but feel extremely jealous in his heart.
Ling Jing had already slowed down at this time, and hurriedly slapped his palm to the ground, and after jumping with his strength, his body flipped over, and confronted the remaining masked people.
After a few vicious battles, his comprehension of the "no move" realm has unconsciously improved a lot, although he has not been able to break through to the eighty percent realm, but he has already felt it, but he is afraid that it is not far from the eighty percent "no trick" realm.
Therefore, he unreservedly used three moves in the "Dugu Nine Swords" in a row, and the power was naturally much greater than before, so that three of them could be severely injured in one fell swoop.
(To be continued)