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Liu Jing recognized this person as the Yiqing Master of the Hengshan Sect. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Master Yiqing said that he went out of the house with all the sisters and sisters, and went to break the big array outside Luoyang City, and finally when everyone came out, she didn't come out yet, so she didn't wait for her anymore, and went back to Xiao Mansion together, Master Yiqing was too witty, and they were not very worried.

Master Yiqing was out of the big formation, and when he saw a mark outside the array, he knew that they had already gone back first, so he went back by himself.

As soon as she walked to the door of Xiao's mansion, she felt that the atmosphere was different, her whole body was tense, as if there was a faint cold air enveloping the door of the mansion, she first pretended to be nothing, her body suddenly retreated, abruptly, and again, rushed forward, and there was a clanging sound behind her, which was shot by a row of hidden weapons on the bluestone ground.

She was only half a foot away, highlighting the shroud of the hidden weapon, and she rushed to the door.

But two people had already fallen in front of the gate of Xiao Mansion, and without saying a word, the long sword was unsheathed, and it attacked directly, and the swordsmanship was sharp.

These two people are extremely skilled, and each person's martial arts are a lot higher than Yiqing, if it weren't for her improvisation and change, she would have been knocked down by others, and life and death were up to people.

Seeing that the two of them did not take down Yiqing Shitai, for fear that the night would be long and dreamy, and they would be noticed by Xiao Fuli, two more people flashed out and joined the battle group, and the four swords attacked together, and the power doubled, and in the blink of an eye, Yiqing Shitai was hit by a sword in his right leg, and the blood flowed like a pillar.

But she didn't have time to bandage her wounds, the long sword was like electricity, and the sky was full of sword shadows, almost devouring her, and in the blink of an eye, her right leg was hit by another sword.

After a few breaths, a large pool of blood had fallen on the ground, her entire right leg seemed to have turned blood-red, her face was pale, and her swordsmanship had become messy.

When Liu Jing arrived, far away, a long sword stabbed out silently, sneered, and stabbed Yiqing Shitai's left chest.

"Stop!" Liu Jing's heart tightened, and she shouted angrily, like a thunderclap on the ground, her body was like electricity, and she appeared next to Mrs. Yiqing in an instant, supporting her fallen body.

At this time, the figure where she was originally standing dissipated, and at the same time transformed into two figures, which shows how fast she is.

Liu Jingyun's fingers were like flying, and a cloud of finger shadows shrouded Yiqing Shitai's chest, and in an instant, more than a dozen fingers went down, stopping her gushing blood, and at the same time, fainting her, so as not to cause her mind to fluctuate and affect her body.

This set of fingering, is Xiao Yuesheng personally taught, called the blood coagulation finger, specially used to stop bleeding, in the case of blood gushing, use this fingering, you can stop the bleeding, magical.

The key to this set of fingering is not the acupoint, but the mental method of moving the fingers, which is the same as the method of breaking the pulse, but it is not so domineering.

Seeing Liu Jing suddenly appear, the four of them glanced at each other, nodded with a heart, and the four swords stabbed out at the same time, as if they didn't care about Liu Jing's beautiful posture.

Liu Jing had stopped her onion and white jade fingers and wiped her forehead, which was as smooth as jade, but there was no sweat on her forehead, and she felt struggling.

The door of the Xiao Mansion slowly opened, and a white-haired old man poked out from inside, saw Liu Jing's back, and said busily: "Madam?"

The four long swords had arrived in front of Liu Jing, she turned her head to look at the old man, smiled lightly, and nodded: "Close the door." ”

The old man nodded, he didn't seem to see the four swords that stabbed Liu Jing, he didn't look at them, he retracted his body and slowly closed the door.

Liu Jing held Yiqing Shitai with one hand, shook lightly with the other hand, and shook the sleeves lightly, as soft as flowing clouds and water sleeves, extremely graceful.

Luo sleeves were soft, seemingly slow, but they were just right to roll up the four long swords.

The four of them only felt that the long sword slipped and seemed to be stuck in the mire, and it was difficult to pierce it again, so they immediately summoned their internal strength and poured it into the sword.

The internal force was poured in, the wrist trembled, and suddenly the force was strengthened, wanting to pierce her sleeve, but under the force, she felt suddenly empty, as if a sword was pierced in the empty void, the internal force surged, the blood and blood all over the body surged, and it was difficult to control the body, so she couldn't help leaning forward.

The body rushed forward, the qi and blood churned, and at this time, a strong force suddenly poured out, and the long sword in their hands was no longer difficult to hold, and they couldn't help but be swept away.

Liu Jing's right arm flicked slightly, Luo sleeve stuck to the four long swords, circled, and rolled towards the four people again, just facing them leaning forward.

The four of them were surging with blood, and their internal force was disordered, and when they saw the cold and shining long sword coming head-on, they were immediately frightened, and they couldn't care about the chaos in their bodies, and forcibly urged the internal force, and suddenly blood spurted out of their mouths, but they were able to turn around and avoid Liu Jing's Luo sleeve sticking to the long sword.

Under the reluctance of luck, the internal organs were injured, and there was a sharp pain, and their bodies staggered, and it was difficult to exercise again.

Liu Jingluo's sleeves were like flowing clouds floating, Shu rolled freely, one blow into the air, a sudden fold, and hit back again, the four of them dodged again, and in the bang, they fell to the ground one after another, vomiting blood.

Liu Jing was angry with their hot hands, and Cheng Cheng was determined to kill Mrs. Yiqing, so she was also a lot more ruthless, seeing them vomiting blood and falling to the ground, she ignored them, held up Mrs. Yiqing with both hands, and her body floated, like a floating cloud rising, sweeping over the high wall, and falling into the Xiao Mansion.

She climbed over the wall like this, but others didn't dare, they all knew that there were formations inside, there were in and out, and once she entered the Xiao Mansion, she could only be slaughtered.

In the courtyard of the Xiao Mansion, Mrs. Dingyi and the others were already standing in the middle, listening to the movement outside, but they were not in a hurry to leave the house.

Seeing Liu Jing coming in, the Yiqing she was holding in her hand, Mrs. Dingyi recognized it at a glance, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Huiren, how is Yiqing her?"

Liu Jing replied as she walked inside: "Master Yiqing's injuries are extremely serious!"

She was anxious, her steps were extremely fast, and she hurried into the house, she was quite a person of cleanliness, but at this time she didn't care about the blood stains all over her body, and put her on the white couch in the southwest corner of the house.

Master Dingyi and his disciples hurriedly followed, and when they saw Yiqing's pale face, his eyes closed, and there was no blood, he immediately felt uncomfortable.

Putting Yiqing down, Liu Jing took out a white jade bottle from her arms, poured out a snow-white pill, and gently fed it to Yiqing's mouth, fingered a little, let her swallow it, and said eagerly: "Mrs. Yiqing, Mrs. Yiqing is injured in her left chest, which has hurt her heart, and she can't delay,...... I can't save her myself, I need Nagumo to come over. ”

Master Dingyi gently put down Yiqing's wrist, shook his head and sighed, listening to Liu Jing's words, his spirit was a little trance at first, his reaction was slow, and he was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly said: "Yiqing can still be saved?...... Where is she the Jiang gang leader?"

"I went to the main altar of the Dongyuan Gang just now, and asked Sister Yilin to call her back quickly!" Liu Jing took the jade bottle into her arms, bowed her head and said, lightly lifted the corner of her clothes, and got on the low couch.

Her slender ** coiled up, her upper body was straight, and her white jade-like hands were pinched into a sword trick and placed on her lower abdomen, in a meditative posture.

Yi Lin agreed delicately, and stood up without hesitation, performing the footwork taught by Xiao Yuesheng under her feet, and disappeared like a puff of smoke.

Liu Jingming's eyes were slightly closed, everyone didn't dare to say much, they looked at her quietly, worried in their hearts, and glanced at Yiqing who closed her eyes from time to time.

The Buddha beads in Dingyi's hand turned extremely fast, his brows were raised, his face was gloomy, his heart was heavy, and at the same time he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

Yiqing, as one of the major disciples under her seat, is not only skilled in martial arts, but also witty and smart, far more than the rest of the disciples, although Yihe is the senior sister, but the future of Baiyun Nunnery needs Yiqing to preside.

But according to Yiqing's current injury, this sword stabbed extremely hard, although it did not directly stab the heart, but it had cut the heart vein, and it was difficult to survive, and it was a fluke to be able to drag it to this day.

Although Master Dingyi is good at Buddhism and does not take life and death seriously, she still can't help but grieve when she sees her beloved disciple die.

The rest of the disciples of the Hengshan Sect stared at Liu Jing closely, their eyes showed a look of surprise, Liu Jing's hands gradually changed color, more and more white, more and more transparent, and later, they were extremely white, no different from white jade.

Liu Jing's figure suddenly flashed, floated up from the couch, fell to the ground, and stretched out her hands to Yiqing.

Suddenly, the white fingers in the sky enveloped Master Yiqing, and her body continued to tremble, as if she was in the middle of flowing water, undulating with the current.

Master Dingyi stared at Yiqing too closely, not paying attention to this set of mysterious fingering, seeing Yiqing's frowning brows slowly unfolding, but his breath became weaker and weaker, and his heart was in a hurry, and he couldn't help but look at Liu Jing.

Liu Jingying's white jade fingers kept pointing out, this short kung fu, has been pointed out nearly 100 points, each acupoint, not just once, but with different strength to repeat the click, each finger down, the luck technique is different.

This is extremely heavy on the consumption of power, but more importantly, it is extremely consuming of the mind, if it were not for the double cultivation of her and Xiao Yuesheng, the door and the marrow, the internal force is deep, it is difficult to support it.

And this fingering method is so complicated that she can't remember it at all, but Xiao Yuesheng directly engraved it in her mind with the method of empowerment.

Nearly 100 fingers pointed out, and her cloud-like cloud temples curled up with white gas, like steam, and like cooking smoke, floating, condensed but not dispersed, swirling, and her faint jade face loomed.

With a lift of her wrist, Yiqing suddenly floated up, turned over in the air, back up, face down, condensed in the air, did not sink.

Liu Jingyu pointed at the point, which was even faster than just now, like a rainstorm hitting a plantain, and in the blink of an eye, nearly a hundred fingers were pointed out again.

At this time, she was panting, and the white gas on her temples was steaming, condensing but not dissipating, covering her entire face, unable to see her face clearly, looming, like a thick fog.

(To be continued)