Under the surging infusion of true qi, Song Mingjing paused on one foot, and his strength was thousands, as if a sharp thunder struck down, and the ground shook violently.

The bluestone slabs cracked and shattered, and the broken stone particles scattered and splashed, and the raindrops shot out densely.

Under the urging of the real force, these scattered stone particles roared and shot out, wrapped in a huge penetrating force, and the ferocity of castration was no less than that of ordinary arrows.

The stone will not recognize people, but when I heard a cry of "ouch ouch" in all directions, more than 20 people immediately fell to the ground, most of them were monks of Xiangguo Temple, and the stones hit them violently, and suddenly the blood holes were broken, and the blood splashed.

On the contrary, the soldiers of the Imperial City Division were all dressed in leather armor, and even if the stones passed through the armor, there was not much remaining strength, so only a few people fell.

These people were also unlucky, the stone was in the middle of the door, and their bones were shattered, their faces were covered with blood, and they screamed again and again.

"The disciples all stand down." Yan repentance's mouth sounded, and as soon as he lifted his palm, he brought up a strong palm force, and struck out towards Song Mingjing.

"Song Jushi, be careful."

Song Mingjing's eyes were still staring at the people of the Imperial City Division, and he didn't look back, his right hand poked out with his backhand, his five fingers became claws, and he grabbed the camera in the air.

In an instant, there was a scorching hot air current, which brought people to the great desert under the scorching sun, and Yan Cheng suddenly felt that his mouth was dry, and his whole body seemed to be scorched, as if he was in a furnace.

Whew!

The power of the repentant Kongming palm was like a layer of thin paper, which did not play the slightest defensive role, and was directly torn apart.

Song Mingjing's five fingers touched his palm very quickly.

Before he could use his claws, Yan Cheng had already retreated three feet, his face was shocked, his eyes drooped, and he saw that there were five more finger holes in his palm, the scorch marks were like scorch, and the flesh and blood were blackened, and he couldn't help but be even more shocked.

Again, this is the result of touching the score.

In Yan Repentance's feeling, Song Mingjing's finger claws were like a red-hot soldering iron, extremely hot, and what was even more terrifying was that after being injured by him, a scorching aura immediately poured into his eight veins from the palm of his hand, and he collided wantonly along the way, so that De Yan Repentance had to gather his true qi and fight to resist and dissolve.

"What kind of martial arts is this? It's so ferocious that it's unheard of. ”

With the vision of repentance, he is also very confused at the moment.

In the previous battle with Song Mingjing, he already knew that the other party did not go all out, but he didn't expect this real kung fu to be used, even if he was almost hit hard by one move.

"Master!"

Zhan Zhao has always respected Yan Repentance, and when he saw Yan Repentance injured, he gritted his teeth, his body jumped up, and the fine iron rod in his hand was vigorous, and a stick swept towards Song Mingjing's shoulder from top to bottom.

"Now is not the time to play with your kitten, go back!"

The sleeves of Song Mingjing's robe were blown out, the sleeve robe was filled with true qi, and there was a muffled sound of "bang", and the back hair hit Zhanzhao's chest first.

Zhan Zhao immediately looked like a kite with a broken string, flipped backwards and flew several feet away, fell to the ground, and fainted on the spot.

"Thank you for your mercy."

Yan regretted how old-fashioned his eyes were, and immediately saw that Song Mingjing's blow seemed heavy, but in fact it was soft, and it only stunned Zhanzhao, and he suffered a little.

"Mercy? I only hope that the master will not blame me for letting you spill blood in this place of Buddhism. ”

Song Mingjing was noncommittal, his tone was flat, and he couldn't hear the slightest murderous aura, but his face changed several times.

"What a rebellious thief, they are already dry bones in the grave, and they are still so arrogant? Hmph, dying throes! All the soldiers obey the order and kill the thief! ”

The black-armored warrior had a hideous face, pulled out his portable saber with a "choking" sound, pointed at Song Mingjing, and shouted loudly.

A group of Imperial City soldiers responded in unison, killing loudly, swords unsheathed, and then one by one strong and fierce armor quickly pounced.

These Imperial City Division sergeants are the emperor's personal guards, well-equipped, well-trained, and by no means comparable to the rabble, so naturally they will not rush up to slaughter them, but in groups of three or five, fifteen people in a team, layer upon layer, rapidly advancing and pressing up, forming a huge deterrent.

Even if he is a top master of the rivers and lakes like Yan Confession, in the face of such a battle, he can only flee in the wilderness, and once he is under siege, there is a chance that he will be divided by a random knife.

Song Mingjing and Chen Ruoni have been surrounded in the center, and there is no way to avoid it.

Chen Ruoni's face turned pale, the long sword was clenched in her palm, and she trembled faintly, showing the tension in her heart.

Song Mingjing was very calm, looked around, and suddenly said, "Ruoni! ”

"Yes!" When Chen Ruoni heard the sound, she immediately took off the sword box behind her back.

Song Mingjing raised his hand to take it, and with a force of five fingers, the sword box made of hardwood exploded, with an ancient style, the sheath was carved with dragon-shaped patterns, and the strange long sword with winding and undulating sword body was revealed.

Seeing this dragon-shaped sword, Xi Jinglun and Meng Yunshan all flashed their eyes, glanced at each other, their bodies were full of energy, and they were ready to make a move at any time.

And this is also like a signal, the first Imperial City Division sergeant was less than a foot away from Song Mingjing and the two, and suddenly there was a loud shout, the sharp wind was whistling, the sword light flashed, and at least a dozen knives fell.

Chen Ruoni gritted her teeth, turned around and drew her sword, and attacked it.

Dangdang!

She only heard the exchange of swords, endlessly, she used a sword to resist more than a dozen steel knives, and the long sword flew and danced in her palm, flying back and forth, and did not fall into the wind at all. Even after the sword light stabbed and "snorted" a few times, three soldiers were cut off by her and fell to the ground.

With the sword scripture taught by Song Mingjing, Chen Ruoni's swordsmanship has greatly improved, although she is not a master, but if she is only a dozen Imperial City Division sergeants, she can also fight to defeat.

But now there are nearly three hundred sergeants, the front falls, and the back is immediately replenished, the sword is endless, and the sword is chopped down, she can only swing the sword again and again to resist, and take advantage of the gap to kill and injure the enemy.

But Chen Ruoni's internal strength is still shallow, and she is a woman, and she is naturally soft, so she obviously won't last long and will lose her strength.

"Huh? This woman's swordsmanship is extremely exquisite...... ”

Meng Yunshan's gaze swept away, looked at Chen Ruoni a few times, and suddenly his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon.

Chen Ruoni's swordsmanship seemed unfamiliar to him, although it still seemed unfamiliar and immature, but the sword momentum was unprecedentedly exquisite, and the moves were wild, which was very different from all the swordsmanship methods in the world, which made him think a little.

Between the thoughts, Meng Yunshan jumped up suddenly, as if a pair of wings were inserted behind his back, bringing up a fierce evil wind, like a flying tiger preying on prey in the mountains and forests, his body flashed between his breaths, and he reached out with his big hand and grabbed it from the sky.

It is the famous "Flying Tiger Eighteen Fights" of Mengyun Mountain.

"You, this woman, who can be regarded as the queen of the gate, are now reduced to the company of rebels, aren't you afraid that your father will be disgraced under Jiuquan?"

At the same time, Meng Yunshan was intimidated.

For the people around Song Mingjing, Chen Ruoni knows everything about the details, and the six doors are naturally well known at this moment.

"When my father was attacked and killed by bandits, where were the people of the Imperial City Division of your six gates?" Chen Ruoni snorted coldly, swept a sword, swept away several slashed steel knives, and then swept towards the sky, slashing towards Meng Yunshan's palm.