"Up!"

Saying that it was too late, Ji Xun snorted softly and then tapped his feet, bringing a dazzling spin, and his body had already jumped up to the eaves of the East Wing. Then he lifted a little force with the help of the tiles on the eaves, and his feet fell outward from the void.

Ji Mo followed closely, and the light skill of turning feathers into flying under his feet made him even lighter than Ji Xun.

The father and son almost unanimously made the same movement the moment they jumped onto the roof—they drew their swords, their wrists half-flipped and flickered in the cold sunlight......

Jiang Bantu squinted at this sudden change, and the corners of his mouth tightened a little.

The subordinates in the courtyard who were originally prepared for the siege also reacted quickly, seeing that Ji Xun's father and son jumped out of the semi-encirclement with their light skills, they quickly jumped onto the roof of the east wing one by one and chased after them.

Without exception, their eager figures froze, their eyes flickering with the light reflected by the sword body......

Ji Xun and Ji Mo had already flown and landed in the open space outside Zhuangzi.

They didn't think about fleeing, and besides, where could the enemy flee?

Jiang Bantu's murderous intent was not hidden, obviously, he didn't want to show mercy to his fellow disciples and let them go.

Ji Xun didn't find this strange.

The adult world has helplessness and its own choices.

Jiang Bantu's choice was decided from the moment he made up his mind many years ago, and as he saw this world more and more thoroughly, the higher he stood up, the more profound it would be!

In the final analysis, it is still interests and people's hearts.

Ji Xun and Ji Mo landed for only a moment, and Jiang Bantu's pursuers fell to the ground one after another.

There are even people who swoop down.

Ji Xun and Ji Mo used their light skills to avoid the killing intent that swooped down.

Apparently the two expected this layer. After the two of them landed, they stood in a proper position, which could not only meet the enemy but also avoid the condescending impact.

However, the other party's murderous intent was awe-inspiring.

As soon as he arrived in the open and flat land, he was ruthless, and he was dangerous, the sword was fierce, and the knife was vicious.

However, the Ji family's swordsmanship is not a decoration.

At this time, Ji Ping in the distance also rushed over and threw himself into the struggle.

And that's not all.

A few people suddenly rushed out of the oblique stab, and as soon as these people appeared, they confronted Jiang Bantu's people.

The people of the lord of Ji Dabao? That's right.

This is Ji Xun's subordinates in advance.

However, in terms of numbers, Ji Xun's side does not have an advantage.

Nine people, compared to fifteen or sixteen people, is still worse.

At this time, the comparison is force value and agility.

Obviously, Jiang Bantu's subordinates are more ruthless and unscrupulous.

During the fight, Ji Xun stabbed out a sword, and with the help of the ninth style of "Turning Feathers into Flying", he twisted his body and fed a sword on the other party's shoulder.

The other party was in pain, and his movements couldn't help but slow down.

Ji Xun took the time to think: "It seems that today is not good." It's going to be a loss! ”

As soon as the idea fell, a "whoosh" sword slashed from the back of his head, and Ji Xun's scalp tightened, almost forcing the cold sweat on his back out. He stepped on the "hurdle" position and took a step forward, turned around to avoid this sneak attack, and flicked two silver needles at the other party's eyes between the lightning and flint.

The other party is also a quick response, but no matter how fast the reaction is, he can't stand close, and he only hears "Ah! With a bang, the man avoided one silver needle, but not the other. In this way, the silver needle of the lord of Ji Dabao did not have time to leave a white mark in the cold sunlight, and it disappeared into the eyes of the sneak attacker.

Ji Xun said in his heart: "Sin! ”

The needle that saved people had become a weapon of harm, and he felt a little ashamed as a healer.

But this shame only stayed in Ji Xun's mind for a moment, and after a while, Ji Xun threw himself into the fight.

Soon, two of his men were seriously injured and lost their combat effectiveness.

Periphery of the battle circle.

At some point, a person stood silently in the outer ring.

That's right, Jiang Bantu.

He looked at the fight scene in front of him without saying a word, with no emotion on his face, waiting for the final result.

Ji Mo was hit by a sword in his calf, and the back of his hand was slashed by a blade, dripping with blood. His white hem and silver-gray cuffs were stained with blood.

Ji Ping also had a color on his body, and his breathing was a little heavy.

Inadvertently, Ji Mo caught a glimpse of Jiang Bantu's cold figure, his eyes darkened, and a wave of anger rolled up in the young man's quiet heart.

That man killed his grandfather, and more than ten years later, he was going to kill Daddy and him again.

Why?

He wished that his sword had caught fire, and then threw it hard to pierce his heart, piercing the man's vile shamelessness!

"Mo'er, focus!"

Ji Xun had also discovered Jiang Bantu's figure standing on the periphery, and there was no doubt that that figure was an existence that could cause people's anger.

So in the midst of parrying with the enemy, he saw Ji Mo's anger and reminded him in time.

Alas, my son is still young!

Ji Mo's mind swam and the clothes on his chest were cut by the sword qi of one person, almost hurting his flesh and skin again.

He snorted coldly, concentrated, stepped on the "feather in the fly" and leaned back, turned behind the other party, and simply returned the opponent's sword neatly.

After more than ten years of hard work, his sword is not a vegetarian.

However, as time progressed, the situation became more and more unfavorable to Kitsumi's side.

Four of the six men he brought with him were seriously wounded, and their lives were in danger, and the remaining two were struggling to hold on.

Ji Ping had many injuries on his body, and his breath was unstable.

Ji Mo was covered in blood, and he was still fighting tenaciously.

Ji Xun didn't get much better, not to mention where he was injured, just looking at the large blood stains on his face was already shocking.

I don't know if the blood is the other person's or his own.

Looking at Jiang Bantu's subordinates again, there are still three or four people who are intact on the outside!

Ji Xun has never suffered such a tragic loss when he is so old.

He jumped next to Ji Mo and handed his back to his son. It was the first time that father and son had been so close back to back.

Even if you try your best to get the last of your strength, you can't fall down.

"See?" Ji Xun exhaled a breath of turbidity, "Ji Ping is desperate." ”

"Hmm!" Ji Mo responded, "I won't let him die!" ”

What Ji Xun wants is this kind of momentum, only if he refuses to admit defeat in his heart, can he have spirit at this moment.

Therefore, when Luo Qiongzhi walked out of the courtyard gate with difficulty, and walked forward eagerly with a pause, what caught her eyes was the figure of Ji Xun's father and son desperately swinging their swords.

The blood on their bodies was like pieces of burning flames, and it burned Luo Qiongzhi's heart at once.

"Stop!" With all her might, she screamed two words out of her throat.

However, her voice was so hoarse that even with the best of her strength, she failed to attract the attention of the grappler.

Except for Jiang Bantu.

When Jiang Bantu saw Luo Qiongzhi's figure, his eyes froze, and his tone was unquestionable: "Take Madame back!" ”

The maid beside Luo Qiongzhi was obviously very frightened, and she shrank beside Luo Qiongzhi tremblingly, "Madam." ”

The two subordinates beside Jiang Bantu immediately walked up to Luo Qiongzhi: "Madam, please go back!" ”

Luo Qiongzhi raised his head and looked at Jiang Bantu, and then slowly raised his hand and put a silver hairpin against his heart: "Jiang Bantu, let Xun'er go!" ”