"God... God and ghost door cloud messenger..."
Most of the people sitting under the stage were ordinary disciples. At this time, someone near Xie Yun yelled in horror: "When did you sneak in..."
"Everyone, don't be afraid, I, we have a lot of people!"
"Let's go together, stop this monster!"
At this moment, a trace of contempt appeared on the corner of Jing Ling's mouth on the high platform, and he turned his wrist and twisted out the Soul Seizing Hook.
The huge iron hook weighing more than a hundred catties was as light as the wings of a cicada in his hand. With the strong wind howling, it came to Xie Yun's side like lightning, and then spun up into the sky in the blink of an eye. The recent martial arts disciples were all beheaded in an instant!
There was an uproar, Xie Yunsubai's skirt was splashed obliquely with blood, and the last drop of blood slowly flowed down from his frozen cheek.
boom! boom!
The head fell to the ground with the body, and screams of fear erupted around!
Jing Ling "snapped!" raised his hand to catch the soul-snatching hook that was spinning back, looked at Xie Yun, and said with a sneer, "—You're welcome."
Xie Yun gently closed his eyes.
—At the same moment when the thick eyelashes closed, there seemed to be an invisible fuse burning to the end in the void. The black-clothed disciples of the Shenguimen rushed towards the crowd, and countless swords reflected cold light under the hazy sky. It pierced into a living human body like chopping melons and vegetables.
"Help! Help!"
"Killed, killed!"
Although it is a famous sect, how can ordinary disciples fend off the murderous evil killer? For a moment, the whole scene was chaotic, and the limbs were broken and bloody, as if they had fallen into hell on earth!
Changqingzi let out a roar of grief and anger like a lion, chopped the vajra staff with a bang, and rushed straight to Jingling: "I'll fight you!"
"Taoist, be careful!" Zhou Yu, Chen Haiping, Lu Tongsheng and others shouted in unison, drawing their swords and charging forward.
Jing Ling is not afraid at all, one hits one and two hits a pair, the two soul-robbing hooks twist like the sharp teeth of death, and the blades of anyone who gets close are all torn apart, and the ferocious vigor can even make a person's mouth hard Torn apart. Huashan Wang Kangyu was considered older among these few people and had strong martial arts skills. Seeing that Chang Qingzi was old after all and could not suppress Jingling's left and right hooks at the same time, he said in a deep voice, "Taoist! I will help you!" At the same time, he rushed With a knife, he abruptly blocked the Soul Seizing Hook in Jing Ling's left hand, and the metal splashed in the air, creating a blinding streak of flames.
Changqingzi was shocked, and shouted: "Kangyu, his left hand is strong, absolutely not!"
Before the words finished, Jing Ling turned his left hand over suddenly, pulled the hook back from under Wang Kangyu's back at an unimaginable tricky angle, and said with a smile, "—the first one."
Wang Kangyu's pupils constricted, but he was unable to retreat, and Lu Tongsheng, the Kongtong faction closest to him, didn't even have time to lend a helping hand.
The tip of the hook was like a spirit snake, cutting into Wang Kangyu's armpit, splitting his body obliquely, and the huge force even lifted Wang Kangyu's upper body up!
bang—
Wang Kangyu's mutilated body fell to the ground, his eyes opened wide, so fast that he didn't even have time to feel the pain!
Everyone shouted inaudibly in the noise, Zhou Yu, Chen Haiping, Lu Tongsheng and others rushed over at the same time, and the three swords pierced Jing Ling from different deadly angles like lightning!
At this time, Jingling's right soul-snatching hook was still held by Changqingzi's Vajra stick, and the other three blocked all his escape routes; Shen Yunsheng, a female disciple of Emei, was holding double thorns, and came down from behind him in the air, and the thorns pointed straight at him. the top of his head.
It is absolutely impossible to get out of the net and the killer move every step of the way.
However, at this moment, Jing Ling's eyes turned, and a clear trace of ridicule flashed across.
call-
Under the pressure of Changqingzi's vajra stick weighing more than a thousand jun, he was able to turn sideways and raise his hand. The soul seizing hook that had just split Wang Kangyu went straight up in the air, and hooked Shen Yunsheng's collar in midair with precision and viciousness.
"Miss Shen!"
Immediately afterwards, Jing Ling waved Shen Yunsheng's body like a shield, and slammed heavily on the three swords that stabbed him in front of him!
"Withdraw the sword!"
Changqingzi's changed tune screamed and exploded, Zhou Yu, Chen Haiping, and Lu Tongsheng all turned pale, and they let go at the same time, Shen Yunsheng flew out next to the sharp blade amidst screams.
With a loud bang, her back hit the half of the flagpole in the open space, and she spurted out a mouthful of blood immediately!
This was extremely thrilling, even if she missed a little bit, her body would have been sliced into pieces by the three sharp blades from different angles.
— But Shen Yunsheng can stand in the arena of competing for the leader of the world's martial arts as a woman, and her strength is beyond the imagination of all the men present.
The moment she hit the flagpole and bounced off, she grasped the Emei double thorns in her hand, and threw it out with the last of her strength!
Whoosh—
Not far away, Chen Haiping's eyebrows tightened, and Emei pierced the wind and flew towards the bottom of the ring.
At this time, Changqingzi was waving the vajra staff like the wind, and with the cooperation of Qingcheng Zhouyu and Kongtong Lu Tongsheng, he was fighting fiercely with the soul-snatching double hooks, and it was difficult for Jing Ling to have time for him. Without even thinking about it, Chen Haiping raised his foot and kicked the long sword that had fallen on the ground, grabbed it in his hand, and slapped the blade of the sword exquisitely when Emei Thorn passed by his side like lightning.
No one would believe the precision of that strength if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes.
Under the influence of this beat, the Emei thorn shifted slightly, accelerated, and pierced into Jing Ling's right shoulder in an instant!
With a soft bang, Jing Ling's body trembled slightly, and the Soul Seizing Hook in his right hand landed with a bang.
Changqingzi shouted: "Good!"
The Vajra Rod then roared down, turned into countless phantoms, and hit Jing Ling head-on and face-to-face!
At that moment, Zhou Yu and Lu Tongsheng really did their best. Although it was the first time to cooperate, under the unprecedented concerted efforts, Qingcheng Tiandun Sword Art and Kongtong Qishang Quan miraculously reached an extremely tacit level. Completely sealed off all the dodging places around Jing Ling, forcing him to face the shadow of the Vajra Staff all over the sky.
——Wudang unique learning, pure yang Wuji.
The powerful inner family skills are so powerful that they can kill people on the spot with just a little touch!
Jing Ling's eyes reflected the shadows of thousands of sticks, and at the same time, there was a trace of bloodthirsty coldness.
He had no way to retreat, and he did not retreat at all. He held the only remaining left soul hook with both hands, and even ignored his injured and bleeding right shoulder, and raised the hook blade obliquely, forming the same pattern as cutting off the flagpole just now an angle.
Time stands still at this moment.
The light of the knife, the speed of the wind, the screams and the blood all turned into a frozen background, and only a star of black light suddenly lit up from the palm of Jing Ling's grip on the handle of the hook, like a poisonous snake, winding up along the hook and flashing around the edge There was a terrifying electric light like a snake letter.
next moment.
The Soul Seizing Hook slashed down, and with an earth-shattering noise, it slammed into the Vajra Staff!
boom-
This blow is enough to break mountains and seas, turning the world upside down.
With Jing Ling as the center, the terrible cracks on the ground of the Martial Arts Platform extended in all directions. The cracked masonry was instantly swept up by the hurricane, and "Crash!" The ground rang.
Chang Qingzi opened his eyes wide.
In his unbelievable gaze, the Vajra Rod, the mountain-shaking treasure that has been passed down for hundreds of years from Wudang, was cut off abruptly!
A chilling smile appeared on the corner of Jing Ling's mouth:
"the second."
Everything happened so close that everyone, including Chang Qingzi himself, had no time to react.
I saw an unimaginable reaction force when the vajra stick was broken from the middle, causing the tail of the stick that Chang Qingzi was holding tightly to drop out of his hand and fly out, collapsing Chang Qingzi's chest with a bang, and then spinning sideways, with a loud bang. Caught off guard Lu Tongsheng's temple!
"Brother Lu!"
"Master!"
Everyone's eyes were about to burst, two figures of Lu Tongsheng and Chang Qingzi spurted blood and flew out, and they fell to the ground with a chilling bang without even the slightest buffer!
Zhou Yu and Chen Haiping rushed forward, only to see Lu Tongsheng face up to the sky, his head was crushed by the heavy vajra staff, and red and white things flowed out from his bloody temples, his body twitched continuously, obviously he couldn't survive.
This tragic image made them freeze in place, Zhou Yu's face turned pale, and he murmured: "Brother Lu..."
Behind them, Shen Yunsheng struggled to crawl over and helped up Changqingzi's blood-stained upper body. I saw the Taoist priest's chest was horrible, and even through the torn fabric of the skirt, he could vaguely see the white ribs in the flesh and blood.
Although he was not killed on the spot like Lu Tongsheng, Changqingzi's situation is also very bad.
"Dao..." Shen Yunsheng cried bitterly: "Master Dao!"
"Run..." Changqingzi said angrily.
Chen Haiping hurried forward and put his hand on Changqingzi's neck, trying to heal the old head of Wudang, but was held tightly by a trembling and cold hand: "He just... used magic, don't fight him hard... "
Chen Haiping gritted his teeth: "We must avenge Brother Wang and Brother Lu!"
But Chang Qingzi struggled and shook his head, and with a sudden force, he tried his best to break free from Shen Yunsheng's support and sat up.
"Leave this to me, you go back quickly, gather the power of the sect to destroy the gods and ghosts... You are still young, don't... don't send your life here for nothing..."
Chen Haiping strode forward to stop him: "No, Daoist!"
There was a bang, and the ground trembled, and not far away, Jing Ling picked up the double hooks, and chopped the ground at the same time.
The gust of wind on the top of the mountain rolled up his blood-stained skirt and red hair, like a beast with all its fangs, standing upright, ready to devour people. Both sides of the sharp blades of the double hooks beside him were covered with fine flesh and blood—that belonged to Wang Kangyu. The broken and incomplete corpses of Huashan disciples were scattered not far behind him at this moment, his eyes were still wide open in horror, looking straight at the hazy sky .
Zhou Yu stepped back half a step tremblingly, and said hoarsely: "Weird, monster..."
Jing Ling laughed. On the fair and handsome young man's face, the angle of the corners of the mouth was raised to reveal an incomparably bewitching angle. He raised the tip of his hook and pointed at Zhou Yu, Chen Haiping and Shen Yunsheng one by one: "The third one."
"the fourth."
"the fifth."
Everyone's complexion changed drastically, Zhou Yu clenched his teeth and shouted: "Brother Chen!"
Chen Haiping understood, turned the long sword into a sword flower, stepped forward together with Zhou Yu, and blocked Shen Yunsheng and Chang Qingzi at the same time.
The bloodthirsty smile at the corner of Jing Ling's mouth suddenly deepened: "Don't worry, take your time. I didn't take your lives in the sword forging village that day, but today I will send you to the west sky one by one..."
Before the words fell, Zhou Yu and Chen Haiping had already let out a desperate roar, and rushed towards him desperately!
There is no suspense at all in the fight between the two sides. If Chang Qingzi is still there, Jing Ling seems to be afraid of the head of Wudang; but Zhou Yu and Chen Haiping, two new martial arts stars, in front of Jing Ling, will only repeat being beaten in the forging sword village. It's just a tragedy of being helpless.
But - the two of them can't retreat.
At this moment, behind them are the seriously injured old man and woman. If they shrink back, what face will they have to stand in this world? !
Jing Ling let out a "huh", as if he never expected that the defeated general of the past would inspire such ferocious blood in the desperate situation, that he would fight dozens of rendezvous without seeing defeat, on the contrary, every time he was hit hard by the soul hook, he would fight again. Desperately rushing forward, fighting for a long time has become a fierce battle.
He took a step forward with the soul hook, and as expected, Chen Haiping, who was already covered in blood, roared and slashed with his sword, not caring that the empty door in his chest was wide open, and he saw that he was about to die with him.
Jing Ling frowned: "It's up to you?"
He raised his left soul hook with his backhand, and sparks flew out from the crossing of the weapons, knocking Chen Haiping and Zhou Yu back several steps in the chest at the same time. Chen Haiping, who was at the end of his strength, couldn't bear the blow that was enough to break his sternum, and immediately spat out a big mouthful of blood, "Plop!" Kneeling on the ground, Shen Yunsheng roared heart-piercingly behind him: "Mr. Chen! "
Half of Zhou Yu's body was covered in blood, and his voice was choked with sobs: "Don't come here, go!"
However, Shen Yunsheng had already struggled to his feet, ignoring Chang Qingzi's last effort to stop him, and came decisively!
At this time, Shen Yunsheng had already thrown the Emei double thorn, Zhou Yu and Chen Haiping were both seriously injured, and everyone knew that this battle had no chance of winning.
Death has spread its wings and descended upon everyone.
A gloomy black light flashed again from the soul hook in Jing Ling's hand, and the light reflected in his eyes, showing a color of excitement and madness like blood, making him look like a killing god rising from the sea of blood in hell—
"It's you," his eyes fell on Shen Yunsheng who was rushing forward.
Shen Yunsheng's pupils suddenly dilated.
At this moment, Chen Haiping, who was kneeling on the ground and couldn't stand up at all, suddenly got up and stood in front of her with the strength he didn't know where, and roared: "Go quickly—"
Immediately, he brazenly swung his sword for the last time, facing the huge soul-grabbing hook that cut straight at his head!
——It was really the last sword in his life, and it was also the strongest, most beautiful, and memorable sword for life.
Zhou Yu staggered towards him, tears welling up in his eyes: "Brother Haiping!"
call-
Before everyone could see it clearly, they saw a white shadow robe sleeves flapping, blowing into the air with the sound of the wind, and supporting Zhou Yu and Shen Yunsheng's shoulders with both hands.
Immediately afterwards, without stopping at all, he stretched out his arms while jumping past Chen Haiping in an arc that ordinary people could not imagine, and took the long sword from his palm.
Zhou Yu lost his voice: "Who—"
Clang!
With temple hair raised, sleeves drooping, a figure bowed its back to them, and stopped at the tip of the soul-snatching hook in Jing Ling's hand that was too late to retract.
— Immediately after he raised his eyes, the veil fluttered away with his clothes, and a slender and clear arc extended from the corners of his eyes.
Chen Haiping trembled in disbelief: "Thank you... Xie Yun...!"
Jing Ling stared at the close and condescending person in front of her, her scarlet gaze finally completely changed.
Immediately after there was a clang, the ancient Tai'a was unsheathed, and Xie Yun gently held it in his palm.