Although Gui Yunzheng and the others were on the tall building, they could hear that the movement below was wrong, and several people rushed outside the building together.

I saw that the two Tianshan disciples who were injured earlier had fallen downstairs. The other two, like mad tigers, wielded their swords and fought among the layers of guards.

"It's a man, too!"

Several people sighed in unison.

At this time, because of the riot of those two, the attention of the downstairs has been diverted. Several people couldn't help but smile at each other.

If you don't leave now, when will you stay!

Xu Lang took the lead and jumped down from the high building. In mid-air, he had already pulled out his sword, connected the corners of several eaves, and rushed to the flat ground downstairs when he saw it.

Without waiting for King Ping's archers to react, immediately after, Lin Zhijing and Gui Yunzheng also followed suit.

As soon as the three of them landed, they fought into the crowd. Xu Lang went straight to those archers, chasing the wind under the sword, no matter how strong his strength was, he would fall down at the touch. Lin Zhijing respected the bloodiness of the two Tianshan disciples, and flew to help, this fight made him feel like he wrestled with Ning Hou's light cavalry last time. And Gui Yunzheng was in front of the building, waiting for Gui Xiaomin and Lin Yin'er to fly downstairs.

Everything, but in an instant. But the wonderful light skills of a few people made the guards of the palace stunned.

King Ping's face became even more gloomy, he gritted his teeth and threw down a sentence fiercely.

"No mercy!"

As he spoke, he left first under the ruthless and nameless guard.

With the addition of Xu Lang and the others, the two Tianshan disciples finally had a chance to breathe. However, King Ping obviously invested a lot of money this time. In addition to the archers, one or two hundred elite soldiers were mobilized. These elite soldiers are well-trained and well-coordinated. Although a few people attacked a lot and folded a lot, they were able to quickly organize a formation, attacking and defending, and had their own rules.

In this way, in less than a moment, the offensive of the seven people was reduced, and it was slowly divided.

Xu Lang only hated that he didn't have a long weapon in hand, and it was really difficult to deal with the battle formation of these few people. Although Gui Yunzheng is familiar with the art of war, in such a situation, he can't think of any countermeasures, so he can only fight desperately.

The situation is really a bit critical. Especially Gui Xiaomin and Lin Yin'er, although they are dexterous and excellent in swordsmanship, they can't help but be surrounded by three or four combinations, and they are gradually a little weak.

Xu Lang glanced at it, and he was very anxious. Suddenly, he returned the sword into the sheath, took a sharp breath of true qi, rose from the ground, gathered the internal force of the whole body, and used a strong Vajra palm to face the sword and gun.

This kind of play, those guards have never seen before. A guard stabbed with a gun, but Xu Lang ignored it, and in the middle of the room, he grabbed his gun and slashed it with one palm, and the guard's neck was crooked, and he fell down immediately. But at the same time, several shots came at him in the back. Xu Lang only felt a slight pain in his back, and without waiting for the tip of the gun to enter the flesh, he slashed down with his backhand.

Click!

Several shots broke together, and the head of the gun was thrown by Xu Lang and went straight to those people.

Seeing that the danger was successful, Xu Lang was even more ruthless, holding a big gun and banging for a while.

Plop, plop!

Immediately, several guards were swept into the pond by him like leaves swept away by the autumn wind.

Then, he flew and jumped into the battle group of Gui Xiaomin and Lin Yin'er.

With a swing of the spear, it struck the shield of one of the guards, who knocked over the ground with his shield, and the gun broke in response.

Helpless, Xu Lang had no choice but to pull out his sword again, and instantly merged with Gui Xiaomin. This time, the power is doubled. Lin Yin'er only felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.

"Kill!"

Lin Yin'er shouted, and stood in a triangle with Xu Lang and Gui Xiaomin, trying to push out.