Chapter 203: Bitter Battle

And Ling Potian was entangled by the leading elder among the ten, and he could barely get out, and the rest of the people watched with their arms around and did not join the battle. （）

Ling Xiao was forced into a corner by the sisters, narrowly dodged, and the hammer was already in front of him.

Ling Xiao knew very well that being stabbed by a sword would only bleed more at most, and once the hammer hit, his internal organs would be seriously injured.

Before he could do so, he struggled towards the sisters, skipping the extremely lethal hammer.

The ghost step was unfolded, and the speed of the sister flower was even faster than that of the sister flower, which made the sister flower slightly shocked.

Ling Xiao turned sideways slightly, dodged the combined killing move of the sister flowers, and then sacrificed the blood knife again, giving each of them a blow to their snow-white necks.

Blood gushed out, red Lingxiao's clothes, he was not a character who cherished the jade, it doesn't matter if you are a man or a woman, if you are usual, each goes his own way, it has nothing to do, if he is fanned, then there will be no way out.

Ling Potian didn't suffer any losses on his side, but he had some difficulty dodging, and the killing move seemed to be issued as if he didn't need money, and Ling Potian did his best to preserve his strength and physical strength.

Ling Xiao also knew that if she continued, she might not be able to last long, even if Mo Lanxi and Ling Tianfang arrived, it would not be a big help, Ling Xiao could only solve the heavy hammer warrior who was entangling her as soon as possible, otherwise I was afraid that she would have to explain here with her grandfather, and used a ghost step to move backwards, and the bloody knife was swung out, and the heavy hammer warrior could dodge before he could dodge, and he died. （）

The rest of the masters were all shocked, and hurriedly surrounded Ling Xiao, Ling Xiao's ghost couldn't move, the blood knife in his hand was clenched, the cold ice shattered jade palm slashed out again and again, and the other masters dodged, making a gap.

Ling Xiao's expression was solemn, and he swung out the blood-drawing knife technique desperately, and said with a light smile: "You may not be so legendary as in the legend." ”

Everyone snorted coldly: "Don't be crazy, little child." ”

How could Ling Xiao not be crazy? When he turned around, he smiled at a cold master, and the master dodged away, Ling Xiao didn't succeed, and it was another false move, and he was still at ease among the six people.

Several masters were shocked, exchanged a look and then made another killing move, Ling Xiao knew that he couldn't delay any longer, but he couldn't go away, his eyes flashed with anxiety, the blood knife was hidden, he smiled at the cold master, and the figure fluttered, and he arrived behind the cold master.

All the masters were shocked, their hearts were cold, and they hurriedly scattered in all directions. Ling Xiao performed a ghost step, a heavy palm slashed down, and one of the old men who was a beat slower bent his strange body, wandering among the crowd. Ling Xiao's heart is full of alarm bells.

The old man held the dust in his hand, his steps were strange, and his body twisted into unimaginable arcs from time to time, causing a lot of amazement.

Ling Xiao fought with him alone, and he had always boasted of a good speed, but he also suffered a secret loss.

Ling Xiao sacrificed the blood knife, a set of exquisite blood-drawing knife techniques were swung, the knife techniques were weird and tricky, and the fierce offensive made the old man retreat again and again. Ling Xiao took the opportunity to turn over and walk behind the old man, only to slash out, the old man narrowly dodged, and shouted again and again: "Don't be crazy, little child." Then he gave the rest of the masters a look, and the rest of the people also showed their killing moves, forcing Ling Xiao to retreat again and again.

Ling Tianfang and Mo Lanxi arrived, and were slightly shocked to see Ling Xiao in a pair of six, and hurriedly joined the battle.

There were two fewer people on Ling Xiao's side all of a sudden, but his skills were much more flexible, and the battle situation finally changed slightly.

Mo Lanxi and Ling Tianfang's strength was not high, and they had a little difficulty with the two masters who were divided by Ling Xiao, but with the cooperation of the two of them, they repeatedly turned away from danger, and the two masters missed one after another, but they were angry for a while. shouted loudly, and made a ruthless move against the two of them.

Ling Potian couldn't say it anymore, because Ling Tianfang was distracted by the arrival of the two of them, and he suffered a secret loss. Ling Xiao looked at his grandfather, who was already in decline, and thought for a moment, and decided to solve the four masters in front of him first. Ling Xiao secretly wrote down the number of paths between the cooperation of several people, and his figure fluttered for a while, and turned to the old man. Sacrificing the blood knife, the fierce attack of the blood drawing knife method beckoned to the old man, and Ling Tian put Mo Lanxi, but the two were shocked.

Ling Potian had already suffered a few secret losses, and he beckoned to the master as if he didn't want money, but the master was not seriously injured, but Ling Potian had a narrow shoulder and a whip from the master. For a while, the clothes were in tatters, and the blood was dripping.

Ling Potian's moves were a little more violent, but the leader of the master was at ease, Ling Xiao's blood-drawing knife technique shook a move, and then he triggered the ghost step to use the cold ice shattered jade palm, the dusty old man couldn't dodge, he was slapped by Ling Xiao, squirting out a mouthful of plasma, with a trace of ice chips, the old man took a few steps back slightly, raised the dust, Ling Xiao hurriedly turned around behind the old man, the blood-drawing knife method was used, and the dusty old man died.

At this moment, the leading master had already hit Ling Potian's face with a whip, Ling Potian couldn't dodge, and he was whipped hard in the chest, looking like he was about to lose.

Ling Xiao's heart was cold, and he was even more anxious in his heart, and he approached a few other masters step by step, and the moves he used were even more powerful. Several other people tried their best to cooperate, but they also blocked Ling Xiao's fierce attack, one of them made a sword on Ling Xiao's face door, Ling Xiao sneered, and was about to perform a ghost step, when the situation turned, the cold man who made ten thousand poisonous palms was slapped to Mo Lanxi's left shoulder, Ling Xiao was frightened, and turned to Mo Lanxi's body. But it was too late to block the cold sword that attacked him, the thin man who played the sword pierced his shoulder bone with a sword, and the plasma gushed out, and the cold man's sharp palm move also hit Ling Xiao's back, Ling Xiao spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he actually showed a tired state. （）

The poisonous palm man who ranks third among the top ten masters of Sangmumen is also a master, as the so-called taking advantage of your illness to kill you, Ling Xiao, who slapped several times in a row, spewed several mouthfuls of blood, looking at Ling Xiao surrounded by all the masters, Mo Lanxi also trembled his petite body, looking at the strong man who was poisoned for him at the moment, he didn't know what was rolling out of the corner of his eye, burning himself.

After all, Ling Xiao was not a fledgling hairy boy, and after a moment of silence, he adjusted, and quickly confronted the poisonous palm and began an increasingly fierce battle. The three people who had surrounded him before also joined the battle, and the ease of solving the old man who had solved the dust was immediately replaced by the poison-clad man and disappeared without a trace.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Ling Xiao's lips. Sacrifice the cold ice broken jade palm against the poisonous palm, the ghost step is shaking, the poisonous palm man can't dodge, the poisonous palm comes out, and he is about to be recruited. Ling Xiao sacrificed the blood knife, and slashed at the two masters with his left palm and right knife, and the two masters didn't know that the move would fall on him, and he couldn't dodge and lost his life.

The rest of the battle situation was only left with Ling Tianfang's master who made the flywheel, Ling Xiao's two short dagger masters who had cooperated, and Ling Potianfang's leading master with a long whip, seeing that all his subordinates had fallen, the master of the long whip was not only not in a hurry, but still wandered around Ling Tianfang with ease, his moves were sharp, but he didn't make a killing move as if he was teasing, and Ling Potian roared angrily. Ling Tianfang and Mo Lanxi faced the flywheel master, and they always had a better chance of winning, but the flywheel master was forced to retreat one after another, and he was about to die in the hands of the two. Ling Xiao wandered between the two short dagger masters, looking for the right moment.

Ling Xiao's poisonous snake-like false moves beckoned to the two masters, only to see the two masters one guarded, one attacked, the defense was also tight, forcing Ling Xiao to have no time to deal with the two for the time being, the previous fierce fight had made Ling Xiao several serious injuries, the two masters seemed to see this, the moves were all to Ling Xiao's serious injuries, Ling Xiao suffered pain, but did not hide, he was hit with a dagger, and new injuries were added.

Ling Xiao didn't let the two of them get any benefits, he only sacrificed the blood knife and swung a knife at the short dagger master who attacked his upper body, but the short dagger master couldn't dodge, and he still suffered a move from Ling Xiao's deep shoulder bone after defeat. Ling Xiao took advantage of his illness and wanted him to die, but there was a flash of fire in the distance, I am afraid that someone had found the direction of the fight, Ling Xiao thought about it, and knew that he needed to fight quickly, so he swung out a bloody knife, and the master who did not want to attack him told him to go all out against another master, Ling Xiao left a deep wound on his leg, Ling Xiao was in pain, and swung a knife at the master, that is, he stopped his waist and died. Ling Xiao saw that Ling Potian was already struggling. The master over there is also a sharp move, and now this master has made a big alarm, and Ling Xiao, who has no chance, can only continue to wander.

The fire in the distance was approaching, Ling Tianfang and Mo Lanxi tried their best to cooperate, quickly solved the flywheel master, and joined Ling Potian's battle situation, the long whip master forced Ling Tianfang and the two of them to whip away, and then left a large or small wound on Ling Potian's body, Ling Potian only threw another punch, forcing the master to take a step back, and pushed Ling Tianfang Mo Lanxi and the two out of the battle, and the two helped Ling Xiao break through the short dagger master, the short dagger master was tricky, and the fierce offensive was not reduced, the two joined the battle and the other short dagger master couldn't dodge, Ling Xiao took the opportunity to sacrifice the blood knife, and the blood drawing knife method was swung, and the short dagger died。

Ling Xiao didn't dare to delay, came to the battle of the long whip master, the ghost step was weak, came behind the long whip master, the master dodged, Ling Potian blasted a punch, the long whip master punched, squirting out a mouthful of blood, Ling Tian let Mo Lanxi and the two of them be overjoyed, and secretly hated not being able to join the battle.

Ling Xiao took advantage of the long whip to punch in his hand, and took a ghost step, and the cold ice shattered the jade palm and swung it out, but it was unsuccessful, and the blood knife and the palm technique were combined, and the master couldn't dodge and was slapped with a palm.

Ling Potian's offensive was unabated, and his fists were also sharp and difficult to dodge, and with just a slight shake of his body, he threw out several more punches. Ling Xiao took advantage of the master's dodge to slash out with his left palm and right knife.

Ling Potian's heavy punch came out again, Ling Xiao only cooperated, only to see that the firelight was closer, Ling Potian's attack was more violent, and the long whip master received Ling Xiao's palm, and Ling Potian's punch, and he was already dead.

The four of them hurriedly fled, leaving behind ten corpses that were really not complete.

Every corner of the mulberry gate is guarded by heavy soldiers, Ling Xiao and a few people have escaped every time, but there is no danger, Ling Xiao and Ling Potian The two main forces were seriously injured, Mo Lanxi supported this Ling Xiao, Ling Tianfang supported Ling Potian, several people walked all the way, or turned over or lurked, and Xiao Xiao arrived at Sang Musen in Sangmumen.

The devouring moth that had accumulated a grudge with Ling Tianfang in Sang Mu Sen also seemed to smell his breath, buzzing and flapping his wings, Ling Tianfang made a long-handled torch, lit the fire and sprayed wine, and also swam between the devouring moth and devouring the moth as if he had just entered Sang Musen, the devouring moth actually had a mind, and it was no longer moving not far from Ling Tianfang. Ling Tianfang led everyone to the Soul Locking Bridge. Ling Xiao and Ling Potian were seriously injured, and they almost fell into the abyss several times after crossing the Soul Lock Bridge.

When Ling Xiao and the four of them saw the fire not far away, they were shocked and hid in the dense bushes around them.

The firelight approached.

"Eleventh Elder, if you kill the top ten masters of my faction this night, I'm afraid they will flee quickly, so it's better to chase them away. A young man said with a smile.

"The thirteenth brother has a point. The rugged man nodded slightly, and then assigned his disciples to pursue him in the distance, and sent a small number of disciples to grope around. (Chivalry Chinese Network)