"I said Ding Daxia, after so many years, you are not numb, the adults are numb to the fight," Song Qingshu looked at Ding Dian under the hall and said deliberately, "Let's say it." ”

"Phew!" Ding Dian glanced at Song Qingshu viciously.

Ding Dian's eyes made Song Qingshu palpitate for a while, and thought to himself, my good man, his acting skills can win the Oscar.

"Call me. Ling Weisi sneered a few times, so many years of torture had no effect, and now he was also lacking in interest, just out of habit to let the servants be executed.

"Puff puff!" The water and fire stick fell on Ding Dian's body, and there was a burst of flesh sound, Ding Dian didn't say a word, silently endured, and didn't dare to resist, for fear of being seen by Ling Huisi, anyway, this skin injury is nothing, go back to the cell and run the true qi for a few cycles, and the trauma will be healed naturally.

"Dad, don't force Brother Ding!" At this time, a female voice from behind him made Ding Dian tremble, and he turned his head excitedly, and sure enough, it was Ling Shuanghua who he was thinking about day and night.

Ling Huisi was shocked and angry in the hall, raised his hand and pointed at Ling Shuanghua and said, "Why are you here, have you forgotten the oath you made that day!"

"My daughter has never forgotten," Ling Shuanghua walked over to help Ding Dian up, and turned around and said, "Fortunately, my daughter has been guided by a master, so she understands that her mother has done good deeds all her life, and now that she has reached the Western Elysium realm, she will naturally not suffer underground." ”

Ling Huisi's expression changed drastically, and he stared at Song Qingshu viciously, and at this moment, there was a loud bang, the door was knocked out in all directions, and a soldier vomited blood and was thrown in.

"There's an assassin!" the mournful voice outside made the hearts of everyone in the room skip a beat.

There was a sound of swords fighting, Ling Huisi's guards were obviously a little unable to resist, and they retreated, and soon several men dressed as swordsmen took advantage of the chaos to rush in, and when they saw Ling Huisi on the main seat, their eyes lit up and they pounced.

The guards on Ling Huisi's left and right pulled out their swords and rushed forward, Song Qingshu saw that the swordsmanship of those swordsmen was complicated and changeable, and Ling Huisi's guards were opponents, and they fell one after another.

"Daddy!" Ling Shuanghua shouted anxiously as one of the swordsmen saw the opportunity, jumped high, and stabbed Ling Huisi with a sword.

Ding Dian really loved Ling Shuanghua to the extreme, he couldn't bear that she had a little grievance, he was shocked when he saw this, the iron chains on his body were broken, he kicked under his feet, the last hair came first, and he punched out, before the person arrived, the strength had arrived.

The swordsman was taken aback, and hurriedly returned to the sword to save himself, Ding Dian didn't care about his complicated swordsmanship, smashed the person's middle door, changed his fist into a claw, and grabbed the opponent's chest at once, and the opponent was caught by him, and his whole body softened all of a sudden.

Song Qingshu hid behind the pillar and stretched out his head to look, only to see that the man was no longer breathing. gasped, hurriedly retracted his head, and muttered in his heart: "Dead Dao friends don't die poor Dao, you fight, the more chaotic the fight, the better, don't notice me, brother, I haven't achieved martial arts now, I don't want to die before I was born." ”

"Shen Zhao Gong, Shadowless Divine Fist, you are Ding Dian!" Several swordsmen in the hall had already cleaned up the remaining guards one after another, and when they looked back and saw that scene, the leader exclaimed.

It turned out that the Snow Mountain Sect had specially inquired about the masters in the Jingxiang area before this trip, and naturally knew about Ding Dian, who was strong in martial arts.

The arrow has to be sent on the string, the matter has come to this point, the Snow Mountain faction can only fight quickly, otherwise when the guards on the periphery of the prefect react, I am afraid that there will only be an ending of the annihilation of the whole army. The leader also figured this out, "Senior Brother Feng, Senior Uncle they can't hold it outside the door, I'll drag him first, you go and kill Ling Weisi, and we'll retreat." After speaking, he swung his sword and attacked Ding Dian.

"Huh?" Ding Dian actually pounced on him as soon as he grabbed it, seeing that there seemed to be a faint chill on his sword blade, he knew that this person's martial arts were much higher than the person just now, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw several other disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect hiding his thoughts towards Ling Huisi, and he was in a hurry, and with a toe of his toes, he kicked a chair over, temporarily obstructing the way of several people, and took the opportunity to jump over and stop a few people.

Ding Dian stopped all four swordsmen of the Snow Mountain Sect alone, spotted a few flaws, and killed two of them, so that the Snow Mountain Sect still had two of the highest martial arts to support.

Ding Dian saw that the martial arts of these two people were far higher than those of the other Snow Mountain Sect disciples, and he couldn't fight them for a while, his heart moved, and he opened his mouth to ask: "Are the two of them Bai Wanjian, who is known as the 'Qi Cold Northwest', and Feng Wanli, the 'Wind and Fire Divine Dragon'?"

Bai Wanjian and Feng Wanli became more and more frightened the more they fought, this Ding Dian's martial arts are so high, I am afraid that they are better than their father (master), hearing the constant reprimands in the distance, they knew that things were no longer possible, they glanced at each other, hurriedly attacked a few swords, forced Ding Dian away, and both jumped out of the house, "Ding Dian, today's hatred, the Snow Mountain Sect remembers it." ”

Ding Dian had no intention of pursuing, and silently returned to Ling Shuanghua's side. Looking at the miserable situation of the people in the room moaning in pain, Ling Huisi looked at the two people in the hall with a pale face.

Before he could speak, the roof bricks and tiles were shattered, and a black shadow volleyed down, which immediately restrained Ling Weisi, pinched Ling Weisi's throat like an iron tong with his left hand, and pressed his right hand weakly on his vest.

Song Qingshu, who was hiding behind the pillar, secretly complained, Wu Liuqi came out at this time, I am afraid it will ruin my plan.

I saw Wu Liuqi scolding angrily: "Ding Dian, you have to pass on my senior brother's divine skills, why do you help the torture and protect this enemy who killed my senior brother, isn't it because of his daughter's beauty?"

Song Qingshu's face on the side suddenly became a little exciting, how could Ling Shuanghua have any beauty now? Wu Liuqi estimated that looking at her graceful figure, he naturally thought she was a great beauty.

"Are you?" Ding Dian was also taken aback, he had been with Mei Niansheng for a short time, and he didn't know that he still had a little uncle.

"Mei Niansheng is my senior brother, who do you say I am?" Wu Liuqi said angrily when he saw that he didn't know himself.

"Wu Liuqi, the beggar in the snow, it's normal that Ding Daxia doesn't know you. With a nice female voice, Huang Rong walked in slowly, it turned out that the prefect's yamen was fighting, Huang Rong and his party quickly realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly rushed back, just in time to meet Wu Liuqi holding Ling Huisi hostage.

"Huang Gang Leader......" Wu Liuqi saw Huang Rong's figure, and his face was a little ugly.

"Elder Wu, it is understandable that you left the beggar gang that day, but why are you now helping the Mongolian Tatars to assassinate me as an official of the Great Song Dynasty?" Huang Rong asked lightly, it turned out that Huang Rong had followed her husband to stick to Xiangyang for many years, and she had neglected the management of the beggar gang, and in the Song-Mongolian war for several years, the beggar gang had suffered heavy casualties. Some of the gang members were dissatisfied, feeling that Huang Rong was selfish and had been involved in the struggle between countries for a long time, and many people felt hopeless about the future.