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After a fight, more than a dozen people in the convoy transporting military salaries were all beaten to the ground by Ling Feng.

Ling Feng's eyes were sharp, and he held the long sword in his hand, and swept over the dozen or so people who were lying on the ground wailing and rolling on the ground one by one.

The convoy loaded with military pay stopped aside.

Just when Ling Feng stepped forward to check the military salary, suddenly a cool breeze with a murderous aura struck, out of the instinct of self-protection, Ling Feng raised his sword to block it, and a small silver needle fell to the ground, difficult to find.

"Who?" Ling Feng's cold eyes swept around, and there was nothing but the rustling of leaves in the wind.

But Ling Feng knew that there were people around, so he looked around vigilantly, and said sarcastically, "What kind of ability is it to hurt people with hidden arrows?" Have the ability to come out and compare with me! ”

"I don't have any skills, and that's the ability to hurt people with dark arrows, how can I compete with the best guards in the Juewang Mansion?"

I couldn't see the figure of the other party, I could only hear the other party's voice, and that voice was even more contemptuous than Ling Feng!

As soon as the voice fell, a row of silver needles shot out from Ling Feng's back, shooting towards Ling Feng at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye......

There was a chill on his back, Ling Feng was startled, turned around with a sharp movement, raised the long sword in his hand, slashed a wisp of sword qi, and shaved off the silver needle to sneak attack!

But it didn't give him a chance to react, and then on his back, the murderous aura went straight to his back and heart......

In the blink of an eye, Ling Feng reacted and couldn't avoid it......

Although a cold sword did not pierce his heart, it actually slashed through his arm, and in an instant, blood stained his sleeves.

Even if he didn't look at it, Ling Feng knew how deep the wound was!

Holding his injured arm, Ling Feng frowned, "Hidden Technique." ”

It's the people of the Shadowless Pavilion again!

The mask of one of the protectors under the Shadowless Pavilion, who is good at using hidden arts.

"Yo, that's good! Do you still know about stealth? ”

The mask's voice sounded a little girly, and as soon as the words fell, a person leaned against a tree three meters away from Ling Feng.

The man was dressed in blue clothes, his appearance was handsome, and he also had a girlish charm, which matched his voice perfectly.

Ling Feng stared cautiously at the man in green clothes, he knew that that person was a mask.

"It seems that my sword stabbed not lightly, look at the bleeding, otherwise you will bandage it first and we will fight again?"

Kamen smiled even more girlishly, and a slender soft sword in his hand dripped a few drops of blood from the tip of the sword.

Although Ling Feng was covering the wound on his arm, the blood still flowed down his arm to the tips of his fingers, and then dripped onto the ground.

Ling Feng knew in his heart that the wound must be deep and visible, if it was not treated in time, I am afraid that this arm would be useless!

But he didn't look like he was leaving, and he didn't cover his wounds, he lifted his sword with his other hand and pointed directly at the mask, "As long as I don't die, you don't want to use this batch of military salaries." ”

Although he knew that he might not have a chance of winning against the mask at this time, this batch of military salaries was a task given to him by the prince, and he must not let the military salaries fall into the hands of the Shadowless Pavilion!

"Okay, if you have a backbone, you are a good man, then I will fulfill you."

The masked body moved with the sound, and in the blink of an eye, the slender soft sword stabbed in front of Ling Feng's eyes!

Ling Feng already only had one hand left, and it was already a little difficult to deal with the mask, so he had to keep dodging.

The mask is ruthless, and the moves are all deadly killer moves, and Ling Feng doesn't dare to take it lightly even if he dodges.

After dozens of moves, although Ling Feng could barely parry, he was already at a disadvantage, and the sound of long swords colliding with each other kept sounding, and the more Ling Feng parried, the faster the blood on his arm flowed......