The loud "bang" sounded, and not only Bai Junqian and the others found it, but Lingxi and Shangguan Beiling, who were talking, also found it.

When they saw Bai Junqian and his party heading towards the city wall, they followed one step later.

But when they passed through the city wall, Bai Junqian and they passed smoothly, but Lingxi was stopped by the south wind.

After the two sides were entangled and arguing for a long time, Lingxi was able to get Nanfeng to be willing to let her go, so it was a long time late.

And her sword speed is extremely fast, and Shangguan Beiling has not caught up so far.

......

"Lingxi, why are you here!" Bai Junqian was stunned.

At the same time, the moment he looked at Lingxi, Lingxi rushed in earlier and blocked a round of attacks behind him.

She was holding the sword that was all red, extremely sharp and magnificent, and then when she was close to Bai Junqian, she took Bai Junqian away, and Bai Junqian unexpectedly fell into Lingxi's arms.

To be honest, this scene looked very unbearable, and when he stood on his side slightly, his body and arms covered the angle of the enemy's stabbing for Lingxi, and directly turned into him protecting Lingxi.

Lingxi looked at the group of black-clothed people in front of him vigilantly, but said to Bai Junqian like a joke in his mouth: "I didn't expect that one day, I would also come to save you." ”

When Bai Junqian heard this, he found that Lingxi's address to him had changed from 'master' to 'you'.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Junqian seemed to be a little angry, and protected Lingxi in his arms with a backhand.

"......." for a while, Lingxi was a little stunned.

But being protected by Bai Junqian like this, slightly looking up from his jaw to the bridge of his nose, from his eyebrows and eyes to his hair, the voices of more than 100 people around him disappeared, only his soft breathing was heard. And a steady and solid heartbeat, imprinted with her unstructured heartbeat.

Suddenly, there was a clanging sound of swords—a large number of black shadow people flew into the sky, and it was the south wind leading the way.

At this time, Bai Junqian pushed Lingxi in the direction of the villagers, and he fell into the encirclement again, Lingxi was a little confused, but after seeing the fear on the faces of those villagers, he suddenly understood Bai Junqian's intentions and went straight to the villagers.

She used her sword to cut through their shackles one by one, and a small group of dark shadow men also rushed to protect the villagers and her.

Nanfeng, on the other hand, attacked the leader directly, and the two immediately began to fight.

The villagers' homes were destroyed, frightened, and experienced the pain of bereavement, and they all trembled and fell to the ground, unable to move, and Lingxi looked at this scene for a while and didn't know what to say.

For a long time, she could only say, "You are saved." But he could not comfort them.

Lingxi squatted down to help a lady, her lips were bitten, oozing blood, her face was pale, her hair was messy, her eyes were colorless, and she only dried tears.

"Auntie?" Lingxi called her softly, she looked at Lingxi, but it was as if nothing was in her eyes anymore.

This kind of scene is familiar.

Lingxi turned his head and searched for Bai Junqian's figure in the crowd, and suddenly remembered his mood when he thought Bai Junqian was dying, and he couldn't breathe for a while.

Unable to care about so much, Lingxi rushed into the group of people again, and Bai Junqian looked at Lingxi like this, he felt surprised-he saw Lingxi attacking and defending expressionlessly, and blood immediately flowed out of the sword's reach.

After a while, Lingxi took the advantage and knocked down a group of black-clothed people, while Bai Junqian was only surprised.

He couldn't help but wonder and stunned when Lingxi had become so powerful, and more importantly, why Lingxi was not afraid of killing people at all, and even had no mood swings at all, what was going on?

After a while, after Bai Junqian and Lingxi dealt with the group of black-clothed people, they looked at the leader.

I saw that after a few rendezvous fights with the south wind, three different black-clothed people appeared next to the leader, the one on the left stretched out a burly man with a heavy knife on his shoulder, the middle one was smiling, holding a slender scimitar in each hand, and the tall and thin man on the right was empty-handed and unarmed.

They were actually armed with knives.

I have heard that there are very few people who enter the Tao with the 'sword', because the ferocity of the 'knife' is too strong, and it can easily affect people's minds. However, if you use other weapons or utensils to enter the Dao, the effect of cultivation cannot reach the effect of cultivating with a 'sword', so that most immortal cultivators today use a 'sword' to enter the Dao and practice.

Bai Junqian looked over one by one, but found that the three of them were staring straight at Lingxi, but to be precise, staring at the sword in Lingxi's hand, their eyes were fierce and narrow, which made people feel a chill.

I saw that the big man with the knife suddenly jumped and slashed at the black shadow man brought by the south wind.

The black shadow man raised his sword to block, but at that time, the sword was cut into two pieces at the moment of collision.

Fortunately, he then deftly rolled on the ground to dodge the fatal blow, but the ground was cut out of a huge pit by the knife.

The big man didn't squint, and attacked Lingxi again, and Bai Junqian, who was standing around Lingxi, could even feel the strong wind brought by the knife, and subconsciously reached out to Lingxi behind him, but Lingxi noticed something, and turned on his back, taking Bai Junqian behind him, and at the same time backhanding the sword against the big man's move.

The big man seemed to be infinitely powerful, and Lingxi almost used all his strength to separate the sword, but he saw that his blade was pressed into a deep dent by the body of her sword.

Seeing that his treasure knife was damaged, Dahan was instantly furious, roared in his mouth, and slashed over with his knife, Lingxi hurriedly pushed Bai Junqian away, connecting him with more than a dozen knives, only to see that there were more than a dozen deep openings on his blade.

Lingxi had never been in such a physical fight, because in that illusion, if he hadn't killed someone who didn't resist, or had he hadn't killed her with a sword after he died, she was an unarmed person.

And so on and so forth.

But although the big man in front of him didn't use too much aura, the successive brute force was enough to make Lingxi retreat one after another, and he didn't have time to breathe.

Seeing this scene, Bai Junqian, who was re-entangled by those black-clothed people, immediately rushed in the direction of Lingxi, and the same was true for Nanfeng.

But Nanfeng was stopped by the shortest of the three.

"Your opponent is me. The short man hissed, as if something had choked his throat.

When Nanfeng heard this, he sneered: "You are also worthy?"

The short man did not attack recklessly, but only took the initiative after looking at the south wind for a long time.

First, it was stabbed directly, but Nanfeng easily dodged it.

The knife in the other hand also followed, and Nanfeng directly blocked it with his sword, and the action was very easy, and the short man also realized that he was not Nanfeng's opponent.

"Look, I didn't lie to you, you don't qualify!"

With that, Nanfeng's eyes lit up, and he raised his sword with a sneer, before the short man could react.

In the next moment, he fell under the sword of the south wind.

There was a bloody cut in his neck, and blood flowed freely.

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