Ling Tianxiao looked at the injured Yu Xinquan, and secretly wondered, could it be that Yu Xinquan was counterattacked and defeated?

Just when Ling Tianxiao was wondering, Xing Yueying, who fell to the ground, barely got up and shouted, "Be careful! Ling Tianxiao calmed down, swept backwards, and immediately dodged the fatal blow from behind. He steadied his pace and looked up, but he didn't expect that the person who attacked him was none other than Song Zhongsong. Ling Tianxiao was shocked: "What's going on? ”

Xing Yueying's face changed miserably, her willow eyebrows stood slantedly, and she said angrily: "Uncle Song is a traitor, you kill him quickly!" ”

Ling Tianxiao's heart froze, and he immediately turned his head, and really saw Song Zhongsong showing a malicious smile, and the disciples behind him were all murderous, as if they were not good.

Ling Tianxiao's sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and he lowered his face and asked, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Xing Yueying's eyes almost burst into flames, she glared at the front fiercely, and said sharply: "Uncle Song, he drugged the tea, and the people of Canghaiguan were weak after drinking it, and they were slaughtered. ”

Ling Tianxiao was shocked in his heart, and then he suddenly realized that the inner ghost was not Yu Xinquan, but Song Zhongsong. After Ling Tianxiao pondered for a while, he said coldly: "Song Daxia, I don't know people and faces, I didn't expect you to be the lackey of the Absolute Sword Cliff. ”

Song Zhongsong's eyes flashed, and he laughed: "Haha, I didn't expect you to find here." Originally, I was here with the Toei samurai, but they haven't appeared yet, so it's probably related to you, right? Alas, as the so-called hundred secrets and one omission, after all, it still makes you see the flaws. However, you have also made fatal mistakes. ”

Ling Tianxiao's voice was slow and low, and he said word by word: "I want to hear it in detail." ”

Song Zhongsong squinted, looked at Nangong Ying and Shangguan Xian, and said with a cold face: "If you come alone, I may still be afraid of you with your skills, but if you bring them, it will be a fatal burden." ”

Ling Tianxiao's eyes swept and he muttered to himself, he knew that what Song Zhongsong said was true, if he tried his best to deal with these people, it would probably create a gap for others to besiege them. Shangguan Xian also saw this and said indifferently: "You can go without worry, I was not so easily subdued by a few people." ”

Although Nangong Ying couldn't figure out the current situation, she still refused to admit defeat, her mind turned around, and she said provocatively: "If you want to deal with this girl, then you have to see if they have this ability." ”

Ling Tianxiao said in a deep voice: "This is not child's play, you must not underestimate the enemy. ”

Nangong Ying's cheeks bulged, and she said unhappily: "Why did you only remind me alone, do you not believe me?" ”

Ling Tianxiao knew that she was competitive, but she had no self-confidence, and her lack of strength was in vain. He knew that he couldn't force her, so he had to whisper, "Don't be a fool of yourself now, just let me slip the tongue?" You'd better be careful, just one mistake and you'll die. ”

Nangong Ying's complexion slowed slightly, and she smiled and said, "It's pretty much the same." ”

Ling Tianxiao turned his head, looked at Song Zhongsong and said, "If you surrender now, I can consider sparing your life." ”

Song Zhongsong smiled coldly and said: "You are not bad to me, but I am different, even if you kneel down and surrender, I will never let you go." After that, several people rushed out from behind the woods, all of them were wearing black power suits, and their bodies looked like ninjas in Dongying, Ling Tianxiao only then understood that the reason why Song Zhongsong was so calm and unhurried was because he still had an ambush.

Song Zhongsong snorted coldly, everyone came together, and the light and shadow of the sword surged in an instant. Ling Tianxiao's figure spread, the volley was slanted horizontally, and the whole person slid backwards in a very peculiar way, and everyone's swords instantly flew into the air.

Ling Tianxiao performed another light skill, returned the sword with his backhand, and his whole body rotated forward like a spinning top, and the three ninjas in front of him held the knife in a grid, but unexpectedly, the tip of the sword touched the blade, and a powerful force surged like a tide, and their wrists were shocked to the point that they had to give up the blade in their hands.

Ling Tianxiao let out a long roar, suddenly squatted down, and the Zixiao Sword swept across, and the three of them were cut into blood marks on their abdomen, and they all screamed in unison, and immediately fainted and fell to the ground.

The disciples of the Edgeworth faction came to besiege it with all their might. This group of people was indeed brave, if it weren't for Ling Tianxiao's habit of having more than one enemy, he might have been restrained by them. Ling Tianxiao clearly knew that the other party's intention was to drag him down, so he showed no mercy and made a move, blood splattered out, and several red dots appeared in the pale snow drifts on the ground, which were particularly conspicuous.

Ling Tianxiao swept through the thousands of troops with one move, retreated from the enemy, fought hard, kicked one of them in the jaw, and then pinched the sword trick and slammed into the left shoulder of the other. He held his breath and used the Rising Sun Sword Technique, one sword and one sword was fierce and powerful, and the blood gushed like a spring where it was split, staining his clothes red.

Although Song Zhongsong had long known that his martial arts were extraordinary, he still couldn't help but shiver when he experienced it. He knew very well that the martial arts of these people would definitely not be able to hurt Ling Tianxiao, so he gave another order and asked the rest of the people to rush to surround Shangguan Xian and Nangong Ying.

Shangguan Xian took off the sword at his waist and slashed it out, as fast as a whirlwind, teaching people not to underestimate it. Nangong Ying is not to be outdone, she can be regarded as a famous swordsman, and her swordsmanship is intriguing, although she is not as exquisite as Shangguan Xian, but she is not inferior to these people. Helplessly, she had too little experience in the rivers and lakes, and the other party deliberately retreated as advance, she didn't think too much about it for a while, and when she saw that she was happy, she drilled forward, and planned to go straight to Huanglong, but she fell for it.

Song Zhongsong personally came with a sword, used a set of swordsmanship of the Imperial Sword School, and knocked Nangong Ying back several feet on the spot. Nangong Ying was forced to retreat by him, and suddenly her sharpness plummeted, her phoenix eyes widened, and her pink face was pale.

Song Zhongsong is a veteran of the rivers and lakes, he knows that swordsmanship is not only a skill level, but also a struggle between energy and self-confidence, his swordsmanship is better than Nangong Ying, and now Nangong Ying has been severely defeated by him.

Shangguan Xian was also too busy to take care of herself, although it was more than enough to deal with these people with swordsmanship alone, but she couldn't hold it for a long time, she was worried about the recurrence of the cold poison in her body, and she didn't dare to go all out.

The disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect were originally still jealous of her swordsmanship, but after discovering that her physical strength was not good, and she wanted to pay attention to Nangong Ying, everyone turned their hearts sideways, held their swords together, and did not give her a chance to breathe. Sure enough, in less than dozens of rounds, Shangguan Xian was exhausted, his face was pale, and he was in a cold sweat.

Ling Tianxiao glanced at it, realized this, frowned, and then exerted force, pouring internal force into the tip of the sword, and swept away with a sword, the blood of the group of Dongying ninjas was splashed on the spot, and the beheading was like cutting tofu, which made people shudder.

In the face of Song Zhongsong's despicable tricks, Ling Tianxiao rarely showed a look of anger, despised him wholeheartedly, and hung on Shangguan Xian's safety. He took a deep breath, and after calming down his mind first, he showed his swordsmanship, slashing left and right, picking up and down, and dozens of sword moves changed in an instant, which caught people off guard, and it was difficult to parry its fierce attack.

After a while, there was only one person left in the Dongying ninja, he looked at Ling Tianxiao in fear, and before he could spit out a single word of his last words from his mouth, the Zixiao Sword had fallen, his breath stopped, his eyes rolled, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Ling Tianxiao didn't dare to delay for a while, he put away his sword with his backhand, swept away, and slid into the battle. There was a crisp sound, and at the last moment, he intercepted the long sword from Song Zhongsong's hand and almost asked for Nangong Ying's left wrist.

Ling Tianxiao said coldly: "Don't you feel ashamed of a big man bullying a woman?" ”

Song Zhongsong laughed and said: "Women are also human beings, they also have swords in their hands, and they can also kill people, so how can I be ashamed?" In my eyes there is only the difference between the living and the dead. ”

Ling Tianxiao was speechless: "You let people besiege her, are you really not ashamed?" ”

Song Zhongsong's eyes flashed with anger, and he snorted coldly: "If you want to be a hero to save the beauty, I'm afraid that you have chosen the wrong one." He turned back to his sword and stabbed a blow, Ling Tianxiao stepped on the dragon and tiger steps, heroic and cool, and used killing moves to attack instead of defensive. His eyes were like electricity, and his eyes couldn't see any kindness, only a killing intent as cold as iron. He swung his sword and swept it, and the sword aura was overflowing, and the place where he hit attacked Song Zhongsong's gap.

Song Zhongsong had seen him make two sword moves, one of which was an inn, and the other was a famous sword villa, and he happened to see him fighting against the enemy with Xianyun swordsmanship and Longquan swordsmanship respectively, so he was already on guard in his heart.

Although the Xianyun Sword Technique is peculiar, this move is quite similar to the Imperial Sword Sect, using fiction to explore the real and pay attention to change, so he is easy to prevent. As for the Longquan swordsmanship, although it is strong, Ling Tianxiao is a beginner after all, and he has not yet perfected it, and in the face of a veteran like Song Zhongsong, it seems that he can't get a bargain.

Ling Tianxiao thought that Song Zhongsong would be the same as Shi Qiu, but he didn't expect his swordsmanship to be stronger, with his strength, he might have deliberately shown weakness in the inn at the beginning, because it was completely impossible for him to lose to the other party.

Ling Tianxiao knew that his opponent had a deep background, and of course he also concentrated his strength, and he didn't dare to be careless. He rose to his feet and quietly jumped to Song Zhongsong's side, he stabbed with his long sword, Song Zhongsong flashed in the east and shook in the west, all avoiding the attack.

Others seemed to have failed Ling Tianxiao's moves, and it seemed that there were no rules for beating birds with sticks, but Song Zhongsong knew very well that this was a feint, and the flaws in the moves were deliberately exposed, as long as Song Zhongsong thought that he could take advantage of the opportunity to attack, he would fall into the trap and be counterattacked.

Ling Tianxiao didn't think that this would be able to deceive Song Zhongsong, he relied on his body to rise and fall, illusory and invisible, and swept to the other side, forcing Song Zhongsong to raise his sword and put on a posture, rotating and resisting on both sides.

Ling Tianxiao snorted coldly and kicked Song Zhongsong in the abdomen, Song Zhongsong raised his sword and bounced away, and Ling Tianxiao retreated with strength. At the same time that his feet landed on the ground, he flew up in the air again, and his body flew straight towards him like a ghost.

Ling Tianxiao's right hand urged the internal force, and a sword slashed out, using Ling Xiao's nine swords. Song Zhongsong had never seen this set of swordsmanship, and was so surprised that he subconsciously wanted to block the sword momentum. Ling Tianxiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and his spirit was greatly lifted, because he knew that Song Zhongsong had fallen into the trap of swordsmanship, and he couldn't judge this move at the first time.

Ling Tianxiao threw his sword and shot out the sword qi, and the nine sword qi rushed straight away, Song Zhongsong was shocked in his heart, and rotated the sword body to present a disc posture, intending to block it with a sword instead of a shield.