Hundreds of opponents in the valley fought with the disciples of the Hengshan faction, Ling Jing was in the middle to respond, as long as he found that the disciples of the Hengshan faction could not support it, he immediately rushed forward to support.

Suddenly, he saw three silver rays of light attacking, attacking three key points in his chest and abdomen.

"Songshan Sword Technique!"

Ling Jing sneered, and when he came out of the "Dugu Nine Sword Breaking Sword Style", he turned around and stabbed sharply, dissolving the sword moves of the three people, but the sword intent was not exhausted, and the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" circle turned around, and forced the three masters to retreat.

I saw that the first person on the left was a fat man, about forty years old, with a long beard under his chin, and a thin old man in the center, his eyes were blazing, and his face was heavy, but on the right was a tall and strong middle-aged man, his temples were bulging high, and his internal force was obviously extremely deep.

"These three should be the leaders of this ambush." He sneered and threw himself up, his figure flickering left and right, looking very weird.

"Buzz!"

On his right hand, the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" suddenly let out a slight hissing sound, and then disappeared abruptly, and even the sound of breaking through the sky could not be heard.

When had the three masters of the Songshan faction seen such a strange situation, they were shocked, and the three swords came out together, stabbing forward, but their bodies retreated rapidly.

"Khooth!"

Ling Jing swept out with a sword, and the old man's long sword was in the middle, he frowned slightly, originally this sword was going to stab the old man's arm, but there were as many as three people on the other side, and the "Songshan Sword Technique" was also the top swordsmanship in the Wuyue Sword Sect, and he didn't dare not avoid the sword moves of the three people, so this sword didn't directly stab the person.

The three masters took a few steps back, their faces stunned, and the old man looked at the young man in front of him with palpitations, his eyes shrinking.

"Who the hell is this man? What kind of swordsmanship did you use? ”

A thought turned in the minds of the three of them at the same time, looking at the young man opposite, his face was full of jǐngti, after all, Shicai's sword was simply too weird, if it was against this kind of swordsmanship alone, none of the three of them would be sure to be able to take the next sword.

"Let's get on it!"

The three of them glanced at each other, and suddenly pounced, the left and right two people lowered their bodies, rolled forward, and two long swords stabbed at Ling Jing's legs at the same time, the old man in the center was full of vigilance in his eyes, but he put the long sword across his chest and took a defensive position.

"Using the 'Invisible Sword' is too much internal energy, and I don't bother to spend it here with you. "When he uses a move "Invisible Sword", the loss of internal force is already between one and two percent, although this kind of artistic conception level swordsmanship is amazingly powerful, but the burden on him is really not small.

Ling Jing took a look at it, there were still more than 200 enemies in this valley, and he naturally wanted to preserve his internal strength and kill them back with the least amount of true qi.

Phantom Sword Pose!

In the face of the three first-class masters, Ling Jing didn't want to entangle with them any more, so he pointed out a sword, turning into countless sword shadows, "sonorous" twice, knocked back the two people on the ground, and suddenly went backwards, and pointed a foot on the spine of the thin old man's long sword, and his body jumped back with his strength, flying back a few feet.

"Whew!"

Before Ling Jing landed, he suddenly backhanded out two swords, killing the two enemies around Yi Zhi and the others, and then ran backwards, his body was like electricity, and in less than a moment, more than thirty people were killed under his sword.

The enemy lost more than 30 people in an instant, and the strength and weakness of the situation were reversed immediately, and every time Ling Jing killed and injured a few enemies, several female disciples of the Hengshan Sect eased their hands and turned to help each other.

The more Ling Jing killed, the more cold the expression on his face became, and his white shirt was already sprinkled with blood.

He ran like a fly, suddenly rushing straight, suddenly diagonally, and everywhere he went, none of the enemies within the zhang Xu were spared, and after a short time, more than fifty people fell to the ground.

Ding Yi stood on the top of the kiln, seeing Ling Jing killing and injuring the enemy so unusually, the strangeness of his swordsmanship was something he had never seen in his life, and he was not only happy, but also shocked.

There were still seventy or eighty of the remaining enemies, and seeing that the young man was like a ghost, and that he could not resist it by man, he shouted from the ground, and more than forty of them fled into the bushes.

Ling Jing sneered, and killed a few more people, and the rest of them had no fighting spirit, that is, they fled cleanly, only the three masters were still chasing after him, but they were getting farther and farther apart, and they were obviously very timid.

Ling Jing saw that the enemy was gradually retreating, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, his strength alone was limited after all, and he could not deal with these many disciples of the Hengshan Sect, although the battle in the valley was a big defeat of the enemy, but the disciples of the Hengshan Sect also suffered a lot of losses, and the corpses of many Hengshan disciples were already lying on the ground.

"I'm afraid that this mission will not be successfully completed." He sighed slightly in his heart, although these lackeys of the Songshan faction were just some local chickens and dogs to him, but there were many people on the other side, and he couldn't kill them with a sword.

Suddenly turned around, sneered at the tall and thin old man, and hurriedly stepped forward, "The three friends of the Songshan faction really made you wait for a long time. ”

If he had the heart to take care of these three people, it was actually just a cup of tea, but he had temporarily let them go in order to save the disciples of the Hengshan faction, and now that the people of the Songshan faction were gone, it was time to clean them up.

The three of them were immediately shocked, this young man's martial arts can be described as shocking, the three of them expected that they would not be able to resist, and when they were hesitating, they heard an old woman's voice say: "Young man and slow down." ”

Ling Jing was stunned, turned his head, and saw that between the two stone kilns, at the gap in the circle of fire, Yihe and the others were helping a few dying nuns to slowly walk out, and a middle-aged nun with a kind face behind him was talking to herself.

"But Mrs. Dingxian?" Ling Jing paused slightly and asked the middle-aged nun.

"The poor nun is idle, thank you to the young heroes for saving me." Master Dingxian folded his hands and saluted, and said slowly. I saw that there was neither blood nor dust on her moon-white clothes, and she did not hold a blade in her hand, but only held a string of prayer beads in her left hand, with a kind face and a calm and relaxed spirit.

Ling Jing was a little impressed in his heart, in such a critical situation, the head of this Hengshan Sect could still be so calm, it was really extraordinary.

He clenched his fists and returned the salute, and then said: "Shitai, these three people from the Songshan faction are the masterminds of this ambush of the Hengshan faction. ”

After all, the Hengshan faction suffered heavy losses this time, and they were the bitter masters, so he didn't want to cook for him, so he directly cooked these three people.

At this time, more than ten nuns came out of the fire circle, and some people were carrying corpses, and Dingyi Shi strode out and scolded sharply: "Shameless disciples, such wolf ambitions" The corners of her robe were on fire, and they were burning upward, but she ignored them, and a disciple of the Hengshan Sect hurriedly went over to extinguish it for her.

The three people of the Songshan faction were scolded by Dingyi Shitai, and when they boarded, their faces were uncertain, and suddenly they shouted, "Give me death!" The three of them rushed towards Ling Jing in unison.

Ling Jing stood with his sword in his hand, turned a blind eye, and smiled slowly: "The two masters are too harmful, it is really a thousand joys. ”

There was a sneering wind behind him, and three long swords stabbed at the same time, Ling Jing "saw" the movements of the three of them clearly, made a sword with his backhand, and the sword light flashed behind him when he landed, not only blocking all the sword moves of the three people, but also taking advantage of the situation to attack quickly, and a sword was reversed.

The three of them had extremely high martial arts skills and dodged quickly, but the back of the tall man's hand was still cut out, and blood was dripping.

When the disciples of the Hengshan faction saw that he was calm and relaxed, they forced the three masters of the Songshan faction to retreat, and they were really admired, especially some of the younger female disciples, who even worshiped and admired him.

Even the two masters of the Hengshan faction, Dingxian Shitai and Dingyi Shitai, couldn't help but look at each other in shock, these three people's "Songshan Sword Technique" made extremely jīng Zhan, even compared to them, it is not weak at all, but the three of them attacked from behind, and one person was still injured by this young man, this kind of swordsmanship and martial arts are really rare in the world.

"Two masters, it's better to catch these three thieves first, and then hand them over to you to deal with." Ling Jing smiled slightly, suddenly turned around and threw himself back, and in a moment, he attacked eighteen swords in a row, even if he didn't use the artistic conception level "invisible sword", but these eighteen swordsmanship was also amazingly powerful, and he forced the three masters of the Songshan faction to shrink together, and there was no time to fight back.

"Sword Breaker!"

Ling Jing struck a sword through the sword net of the three of them, and saw that he was about to stab the fat man in the chest, only to see that man's eyes shrunk and his face turned pale, but Ling Jing sneered, and the long sword swung to the side and hit the thin old man's face.

"Bump!"

The old man was slapped in the face with a sword, and suddenly fell out, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, and even a few teeth were knocked out.

Ling Jing's body folded at this time, and he deceived himself into the middle of the other two, and the two fingers of his left hand were pointed out continuously, one finger was illusory, and at the same time the two of them were pointed, which was the advanced fingering technique in the "Heavenly Doctor's Pulse Interception Hand".

The old man fell to the ground and couldn't move, Ling Jing Shicai's sword was already attached to the internal force of the grandmaster level, no matter how deep the old man's skill was, he would inevitably be seriously injured if he ate this sword.

The other two wanted to be restrained, so naturally they couldn't move, so Ling Jing slowly put away his long sword, turned around, and said, "Master, these three thieves will be handed over to you." ”

Master Dingxian folded his hands together and thanked: "There is Lao Shaoxia." Slowly stepped forward, looked at the three masters of the Songshan faction, there was no joy or sorrow on his face, he sighed slightly, and said, "Amitabha, good, good!" Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Zhang, Senior Brother Sima, my Hengshan faction and your faction have no grudges and no hatred, why are the three of them so hard to force each other to set fire to me to charcoal? The poor nun does not know, but he must ask for advice. ”

The three good players of the Songshan faction are surnamed Zhao, surnamed Zhang, and surnamed Sima, and the three of them rarely walk around the rivers and lakes, only saying that their identities are very secretive. (To be continued.) )