He Lingjiang's eyes shrank, and he leaned over and rolled on the ground a few times before he avoided the head-on blow.

Xuanwu looked at He Lingjiang, who was a little embarrassed, and secretly hated in his heart, this He Lingjiang was fateful, first blew up the stone gate, and there were so many hidden weapons in the secret passage, but they couldn't take her life.

He originally wanted to wait for himself to get out of the secret passage, so he immediately blew up the exit and buried it completely, but he thought that she was caught up by her at a critical moment, and then he lost the opportunity.

Before He Lingjiang could turn over and stand up, he used a killing move to continue attacking her. He Ling Jiang couldn't dodge, but still asked him to cut a knife on his arm.

As the two moved, footsteps came from far and near.

It was the people left by Xuanwu to answer here, and at a rough glance, there were about ten people, and they were carried by Guangning, who was missing a small arm.

After seeing He Lingjiang, the dead soldiers rushed over with swords.

He Ling Jiang retreated again and again to avoid Xuanwu's blow, she looked at the current situation of being surrounded again, and knew that it was not good, threw out a few talismans from her sleeves, forced back the Xuanwu and the swarming dead soldiers, and then jumped into the air, the ten fingers on her hand flew over, forming several complicated handprints, she moved extremely fast, and the gesture of the seal was difficult for ordinary people to see with the naked eye.

Immediately afterwards, when the opponent's sword was about to arrive, He Lingjiang jumped down from mid-air, and the talisman in his hand hit the ground fiercely, and the surrounding grass and trees were instantly wiped out, and the talisman flew towards the enemy in front of him, bringing down a piece.

Taking advantage of this gap, she pulled out the light-containing sword behind her back, took the sword qi and slashed towards the dead soldiers who fell to the ground, leaving blood everywhere the sword qi passed.

Xuanwu immediately cast a spell to block it, which stopped her attack.

Looking at the few dead soldiers who fell to the ground and couldn't get up again, he secretly regretted it in his heart.

Previously, he had the idea of catching turtles in the urn, and transferred almost all the elites to the inside and outside of the main hall of Qinghe Garden, thinking that as soon as He Ling Jiang came, he would annihilate her in one fell swoop.

At present, these few people who are kept to answer are actually the ones who followed him when he sent someone to send Guangning out before, and they were also in case of need, so that they could have someone to answer one or two, but their strength was still not comparable to those dead soldiers in the palace.

Because of this, He Lingjiang was told to break nearly half of it with a big move.

But now it is in vain to regret it, and it is still necessary to think of a way to take He Lingjiang down.

He looked at He Lingjiang who was standing with a sword not far away, obviously, Fang Cai's blow also made her move a little bit of true qi, and she was more or less injured before casting spells one after another, and now He Lingjiang is just the end of a strong crossbow.

At this point, whoever retreats first will be defeated.

He picked up a long sword from the ground and threw it to Guangning, and he also held a long sword in his backhand, and drank in his mouth: "Formation of swords!" ”

Xuanwu, Guangning, plus a few other dead soldiers who were not seriously injured, added up to just seven people, and with a few orders from him, he surrounded He Lingjiang.

Each long sword pointed at one of her vital points, her head, throat, chest, abdomen, waist, back, and ribs. In this way, no matter how strong He Lingjiang's martial arts are, he is also controlled everywhere and it is difficult to move.

Seven sword side rings, both attacking the enemy and recovering self-defense, it is difficult to find flaws.

He Lingjiang's face condensed slightly, she narrowly avoided a sword stabbed in the abdomen, kicked back and kicked the wrist of the person holding the sword, and the long sword in the person's hand was missed, then reflexively swung the sword and slashed at the person's wrist, and the others immediately took out their swords to resist.

At the same time, the other hand in her sleeve secretly pinched the trick, and drew a wind blade to slash at the person on the left.

The wind blade couldn't be seen or touched, but it was just a breath, and by the time everyone reacted to resist, a long hole had already opened in the man's neck, and he fell down in a daze.

He Lingjiang saw the opportunity to jump out of the encirclement, and then reflexively held the sword flower in his hand, and in an instant, he harvested two lives.

Without waiting for the sword array to disperse, she continued to force up, casting a spell with one hand and secretly attacking with the other hand, but for a moment, only Xuanwu and Guangning stood and gasped.

He Lingjiang's clothes were still torn in many places at this time, revealing the scars of the knife cut, but she didn't care, and smiled slightly: "The two of you are still coming together?" ”

Xuanwu coughed secretly, swallowed the fishy sweetness in his throat, if he was embarrassed, he was no better than He Lingjiang now, and Guangning, who was missing a hand, was the same.

The two glanced at each other, and then they invariably raised their swords in unison.

He Ling Jiang said "heh" lightly, and fearlessly greeted him, between the sword light and sword shadows, and occasionally mixed with talisman spells, this fight was really chaotic and tight.

In terms of occultism and swordsmanship, Xuanwu and Guangning are not as good as He Lingjiang if they don't fight alone, but the two of them joined forces and each other was injured, so they were at a stalemate for a while.

Xuanwu looked at the situation in front of him and shouted to Guangning: "Take it first!" ”

As soon as he retreated, he avoided He Lingjiang's attack far away, cast a spell and chanted a spell, and with the movements of his hands and the mysterious steps under his feet, the surrounding aura seemed to change.

In the hazy skylight, the grass and trees shook slightly, and wisps of light green breath flowed out from the surrounding grass and trees, mixed with the unfinished qi of those dead soldiers who had lost their lives, and they all went towards Xuanwu.

His hand turned slightly, and those breaths condensed, forming a ball of light green and plain white light, and then, with a sharp look in his eyes, he waved his hand and pushed it forward, and the ball of light condensed by the aura flew towards He Lingjiang quickly, smashing heavily on her body and exploding.

This blow carries the power of the breath of grass and trees!

He Lingjiang only had time to block a few points of attack, but she was still shocked and flew away, fell heavily to the ground, splashed dust slightly, and she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood sideways.

Even Quang Ninh, who was a little closer to her, was also shocked and fainted.

Seeing this, Xuanwu immediately took a long sword and stabbed at He Lingjiang, who was almost unable to move on the ground.

This sword is bound to kill her!

He Lingjiang's eyes shrank as he lay on the ground, and the long sword glowing with cold light got closer and closer in her eyes.

However, the blade was three inches up to her chest, but it could no longer move forward, as if it was frozen by a condensed breath.

Xuanwu was shocked in his heart, and looked at He Ling Jiang's unchanged complexion, and then he reacted, this is also a master of qi control!

At least, like him, he can condense the aura of his body at a critical time and block the attack of others.

He was about to draw his sword, but suddenly he felt that something seemed to float up his throat, and even wanted to drill into his skin, stabbing his neck and itching, which was unbearable.

Xuanwu couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to stretch out his left hand to grab it, but when that hand stretched out, he felt a crack in his throat.

He looked at He Lingjiang, who was close to Chi Chi, his mouth moved, but only a "ho-ho" sound came from his throat.

Xuanwu lowered his head in a daze, and saw that the placket of his chest was already wet and red, and a bubbling warm current was flowing down his neck.

He reached out and touched it in disbelief, his eyes shocked, and then he fell straight down.

The morning light was faint, and the day was dawning.

And the man on the ground, with a hole in his throat with broken flesh and skin, was ..... in the wind.

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