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Although the door of the palace had been kicked wide open by the previous assassin, the aura with the deepest internal energy still chose to break through the window.The sharp blade swept across the solid mahogany carved window with a piercing sword aura, and stabbed directly at Ling Feng who was standing in the room with the sword in the ear-piercing sound of cracking.

Ling Feng had long been prepared for his sneak attack, but the preemptive attack that the man had expected had no effect. Under Ling Feng's full block, he was severely shocked back a few steps.

The man in black who covered his face was obviously startled, his brows were raised immediately, and he stood there suspiciously and looked at the person in front of him.

This person is not in a military uniform, and his body style and temperament are not like those of the army. Could it be that, like himself, he is an assassin organization ordered by Emperor Longxiao?

"Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times. Pavilion Master Feiyan is very skillful." Ling Feng evilly raised one corner of his lips, his tone seemed relaxed, but his inner strength was quietly mobilized around him.

When someone revealed his identity, Fei Yan's eyes instantly became darker. He, who was always used to hiding in the dark, suddenly stood in a position where the enemy is in the dark, which made him very unhappy.

He didn't ask who Ling Feng was, and he didn't even say a word at all, because these things were not important to him at all, and the person standing in front of his sharp blade had only one identity - the dead soul under the sword.

The suffocating internal force gradually radiated from Fei Yan's body, slowly lingering between the sharp blades, in the night, even without the dim candlelight around him, he could still clearly see the continuously circulating cold light.

Almost in the next instant, the ghostly black shadow was within reach, Fei Yan's offensive was merciless, and Ling Feng could even feel his killing intent rushing towards his face.

Fortunately, he was prepared.

Ling Feng turned sideways to avoid this deadly surprise attack, lightly pulled a sword flower, and stabbed back with his backhand.But Fei Yan was nimble, and with just a light block with his sword, he easily dispelled the attack...

When they fought against each other in the first day of junior high school, they knew that they were evenly matched. If they continued to fight one-on-one like this, it might be hard to tell the winner within an hour or two.The blood pavilion killer behind Fei Yan seemed to realize this too, and everyone's eyes were cast on Lan Jing who was hiding in the corner of the inner hall at the same time.

Fei Yan also took a look at Lan Jing, but he didn't intend to stop her. After all, for the Blood Pavilion, in order to complete the task, all the morals of the world, right and wrong, are all nonsense.At this moment, Ling Feng was also very clear about their purpose, so he could only frowned fiercely, while dealing with Fei Yan's increasingly tough attacks, while slowly approaching the entrance of the inner hall, there was a man who would be Guan Wan Fumo opened the posture.

"Heh..." A sneer escaped from the lips covered by Feiyan's black cloth, with a hint of mockery.He admits that this man's strength is extraordinary, but now that he wants to devote his mind to protecting other people, he is really a bit overconfident.

but……

Fei Yan thought for a moment.

Who would it be that the person in front of him risked his life to protect?

With the acquiescence of the pavilion master, the blood pavilion killers also joined the battle one after another, but their goals were different. They were to get past the man guarding the door and catch the man who looked like a "book boy", but was protected by such a master. people.

……

It was already too much to deal with a Blood Pavilion master, but now there are several more Blood Pavilion masters.Even if Ling Feng completely retreated and switched to defense, he gradually became unable to do what he wanted.

It was probably because the Xuanming people were worried that the reinforcements would return to the city, and the situation would reverse, so every attack on him was to do their best, and the moves were fatal.

Ling Feng's main energy was devoted to guarding against Fei Yan, but he could only avoid the others as much as possible. In addition, he didn't dare to leave the palace gate too far, so that even if he avoided the fatal parts, he often couldn't escape the attack completely.

One after another bloodstains began to bloom quietly on his body, and the gradually dilapidated and delicate military uniform was also dyed a frightening crimson by large swathes of blood.A large amount of internal strength was lost due to being outnumbered for a long time. The physical strength that was originally planned to last for an hour also started to be overdrawn prematurely amidst the scars.

Ling Feng wiped the bloody sweat on the side of his face, panted and looked towards the crowd, wondering if it was because of the weather, his vision seemed to be getting dim.In the twilight, the overwhelming sharp blades attacking him were gradually blurred in his eyes. He tightly held the blood-red long sword in his hand, only relying on instinct to block the deadly bright white one after another.

"Well!"

Accompanied by a painful murmur, Ling Feng suddenly staggered back into the inner hall.

Lan Jing stood in the corner of the dormitory with her brows furrowed tightly, watching Ling Feng cover her right shoulder with her hands, blocking her face covered in blood, and clenched her fists uneasily.Perhaps because of the injury, Ling Feng's arm holding the sword hangs slightly, and the tip of the sword touches the ground, supporting his already crumbling body.

Ling Feng...

Lan Jing's heart throbbed, and through the mottled moonlight projected from the window, he saw the stubbornness and unwillingness in his eyes.Just like when I first met him, even though he was frozen in the glacier with scars, he still tried his best to support his body, without a trace of fear and submission.

But now, he can only watch Ling Feng use up his last life in order to protect himself, but he can't do anything.Because it was not him who was in a desperate situation this time, but them...