Sword Intent Lingqiu

"Boom!" The little body fell backward heavily, hit the courtyard wall straight, and then rolled into the courtyard, unable to get up for a long time.If it weren't for the blessing of spells on this wall, I'm afraid I would have to break through the wall and get out.Bai Lu only felt that his chest was closed, his eyes were darkened, and he couldn't breathe for a long time.The right wing hurts weirdly, I'm afraid it has been fractured.There was a buzzing in his ears, but the furious scolding from the opposite side still floated over continuously, making people upset.

"Trash! Is this how you have been raised for so many years!"

Bai Lu felt that the sound near his ears was getting closer, and a black figure appeared indistinctly in front of his eyes. Before he could explain, another heavy blow to his chest followed, and he slid backwards on the stone floor. For a long time, what I was about to say was held back.I couldn't help thinking to myself: Maybe the ribs are broken this time, right?At this moment, I only feel a dull pain in my chest, every breath is extremely difficult, and blood is inadvertently overflowing from the corner of my mouth.

"It's not good to kill a person, but to resurrect someone? Huh?"

Bailu finally felt relieved, his eyes were no longer blurred, and he could vaguely see the figure of the other party. Before the other party made another move, he hurriedly explained: "Anxiang's ambush was already successful, cough cough, it's just a matter of ten thousand. I didn't expect that Liu Xiang, while helping me to do things, but at the same time, he was obedient and disobedient, secretly persuading him to resurrect Emperor Yun. Oh my god. Cough, it's because my subordinates are not good at work, please punish me!"

"Ants, they are all ants, they spoil my good things again and again!" The more the man thought about it, the angrier he became, and he walked around in the yard with his hands behind his back, half ashamed and half resentful in his heart, and he didn't know what went wrong recently. The insignificant person has repeatedly slipped out of his control, and this subordinate... also failed to succeed and failed.Thinking of this, he flicked his sleeves fiercely, and stared at the dying egret on the ground, "If it wasn't for me not being able to intervene directly, what use is there for you trash!"

Seeing the angry but helpless look of the man opposite, Egret's face was full of panic and anxiety, but in his heart, he couldn't help but sneer, and this smile became more and more uncontrollable with the severe pain in his body, making him even want to Looking up to the sky and laughing——Ding Sanshi, Ding Sanshi, you have today too!

Just like Wu's first beating before, the egret lying on the ground, with the man's yelling and cursing lingering in his ears, can feel his body recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye. The dislocated bones and flesh are " "Crack" and moved back to the original place, only to be hit by bursts of severe pain - but it is used to this, it should be used to it.

However, no matter what he thinks in his heart, Bailu's face is serious and sincere, his throat has not fully recovered, and every sentence is full of blood: "This subordinate has used Yunmeng's secret treasure as bait to talk a lot. Power, if they hesitate before the battle, there will be people from the Anxiang sect mixed in to add fuel to the flames, ahem, they can't help but retreat."

"Yes, you should take care of Yunmeng's affairs first!" The man seemed to have finally calmed down, and walked a few steps, "Since Yun Ditian is alive, let's leave him alone for now." Pause for a moment, like Suddenly remembered something, and muttered, "This Yunmeng's healing technique is really a serious problem, it's better to get rid of it as soon as possible."

Bai Lu struggled to get up, his voice was still hoarse, he coughed up blood from time to time, he still respectfully saluted, and replied, "There is also the secret method, cough, my subordinate has taught it earlier, An Xiang's strength should be as good as it should be. Great improvement, this time is the time to flex your muscles."

"It's better to be like this." The man gave Bailu a sideways look, and snorted coldly, "If you make any mistakes again, please come and see me!"

"I will live up to my trust!"

……

When Nanming Lihuo arrived at Yunmeng Taoyuanjin, he felt that the surroundings were surprisingly quiet.An ominous premonition suddenly emerged in his heart - in his impression, there should have been many Yunmeng disciples wandering and frolicking in this peach grove, and the laughter and laughter were endless.

Vegetation, trees and flowing water, quiet and silent.Nanming Lihuo walked straight along the path, passing through Xinglinju.There is still no one here, but there are traces of fighting here.The messy indentations on the grass, the broken branches and fallen leaves all over the ground, and the inadvertent bloodstains that have not yet dried up show a dark dark red color. If you listen carefully, you can vaguely hear the bursts of swords and soldiers coming from the direction of Weilanju. Voices.

Seeing that his premonition came true, Nanming Lihuo became more and more anxious. He carried his Zen staff and ran towards the south, wishing he could put wings on his back.He only regrets that his skills have declined now, and that he can no longer cross the river with a single reed that took three steps at a time!I don't know if it's because of the intense running, but Nanming Lihuo only felt his heart pounding, his chest numb——

Don't... hold on, wait for me!

……

"clang!"

Luo Xing'er stepped forward, the Qinghuan Lantern in her hand would be able to block the dagger on the opposite side in time, and saved the junior sister who had no time to turn around behind her.When the two collided, there was a crisp metal sound.

There were clinking sounds of battle, sporadically interspersed with one or two screams, the ground was full of people lying on the ground, and there was almost no place for them to stay, and the screams and cries of the crowd kept coming and going... This scene was like a Shura field , causing Luo Xing'er in the battle to even feel a little dazed: How many years has it been since the lantern in the hands of Yunmengmen has not been used to hurt people like this?

The fight doesn't even know where it started.

Ever since the sect picked up the disciples and encountered this group of aggressive intruders this morning, things have taken an incomprehensible and strange direction, inexplicably, slipping into a nightmarish situation.

A group of shameless gangsters forced their way to the mountain gate, claiming that they wanted Yunmeng to hand over the secret treasure, and they could not take it all by themselves.Patriarch Lai Qu was forced to drag his unhealed body after the resurrection, while appeasing the aggrieved members of Yunmeng Sect, while personally explaining to everyone that the rumors about the secret treasure were just rumors.However, the vast mob, who was fanning the flames, gradually became more and more excited and could not be suppressed.

The intensified situation finally broke out after Patriarch was attacked by Xiao Xiao with a hidden weapon in front of everyone.

It was no longer clear which side made the first move, and the scene became chaotic for a while.When someone was injured, his companions would retaliate in anger, and after another round, a fatal accident finally occurred.Life was at stake, and the battle escalated completely. Both sides gradually became red-eyed, and began to fight with swords and swords-does anyone still remember the joke-like "secret treasure" at the beginning?

"Senior Sister Luo! Ah!"

It was only half a step away, Luo Xing'er could only watch helplessly as another junior sister collapsed before her eyes.

The long and fierce battle made her eyes dry, but at this moment, the eye sockets began to become uncontrollably moist and swollen, and no matter how much she adjusted her breath, she couldn't stop her vision from gradually blurring.I can't tell whether it's sadness or anger, I just feel that my heart is full of absurdity, and everything around me is like a dream: I don't know why I fought, and the dead don't know why they died.

Disciple Yunmeng, who hadn't been involved in battles for many years, faced the opponent's preparedness, and fought fiercely, and it could even be said that he was retreating steadily.

Backing from Xinglin Residence to Weilan Residence, people around him fell down one by one, Luo Xing'er had to be distracted to look around, and at the same time take care of her classmates in all directions, and rescued each other in critical moments, running around, exhausted from running around. I don't know how many new scars have been added.After forcibly resisting the opponent's attacks countless times, the hand that carried the lantern began to tremble uncontrollably.To make matters worse, her hands were stained with blood at some point, and they always slipped slightly when exerting force. Luo Xing'er had to hold the light pole even harder, lest it would slip off the next time the swords met.

I don't know how long I can last...

"Star!"

The immature child's voice came from not far away, Luo Xing'er was taken aback for a moment.

"It's me, Nanming!"

The noisy and chaotic surroundings had been completely forgotten by Nanming Lihuo, and only that figure was left in his eyes at this moment.This may be the appearance of Luo Xing'er that Nanming Lihuo has never seen before, no longer calm and self-possessed: at this moment, she is injured, covered with blood, struggling and embarrassed, but she is more dazzling than ever.

During the battle, Luo Xing'er kept her hands still, her brain's reaction seemed to be blunt, as if she couldn't connect the senior brother Nan Ming in her memory with the little monk in front of her.It wasn't until he made a backhanded Dream Daqian, stopped the enemy in front of him, and finally won a moment of respite, that he suddenly realized: "Senior brother Nanming!"

Seeing that Luo Xing'er's enemy was about to wake up, Nanming Lihuo would also rush over, he didn't care about explaining, so he stood in front of her and thrust his Zen stick into the ground.

"I'm in hell!"

The weapons in the hands of the enemy were unconsciously drawn, and they turned to Nanming Lihuo.

However, the situation did not improve much.

There are too many opponents, and their strength is so strong that they don't look like young people at all.When this group is restrained, another group will immediately fill up next to it, each one seems to have a great hatred, one after another, rushing towards them desperately, Yunmeng and others still can't relax for a moment.

With a "hiss", Luo Xing'er tore off a strip from the corner of her skirt, wrapped it around the blood-soaked light pole, temporarily used it as a non-slip function, rubbed her hands full of scarlet on the hem of her clothes, and then grabbed the lantern and threw it fought.

At this moment, Nanming Lihuo hadn't recovered from the panting from the long-distance raid, and he was fighting quite hard.What's more terrible is that after he joined the battle, he was surprised to find how far his kung fu had regressed.

One man guards the gate, with few enemies.

This style of play may not be a problem in the peak period, but now, the young body can hardly withstand such a huge pressure, exhaustion always floods the heart, the body and limbs appear abnormally heavy and stiff, and they are no longer as flexible as they used to be.However, thinking of the person behind him... Nanming Lihuo could only pick up the stupidest style of play that he had dismissed in the past, barely recovering his spirits by hitting the ground to become a Buddha, and kept going secretly, delaying the enemy with dizziness again and again, Share the stress with those around you.

"Retribution bell!"

Seeing that Luo Xing'er was in danger, Nanming Lihuo rushed over in three or two steps, pushed the person in front of him back with a stick, and then quickly jumped back, trying to distance himself from the enemy.

It's too late, but it's fast.Someone in the enemy crowd suddenly woke up early, saw a flash of blade light, and lost control of his body.By the time he reacted, his body had already fallen seven steps away, and the Zen staff had already dropped his hand and rolled down the steps.With severe chest pain and disordered internal breathing, Nanming Lihuo felt his meridians start throbbing again. He couldn't help sweating on his forehead, and even spit out a few mouthfuls of blood, which stained the green grass in front of him.

Three-point moon?

Three points of the moon!

In addition to the severe pain, at this moment Nanming Lihuo was also shocked and angry, and felt a chill down his spine.The opponent's clothes were plain, so he couldn't tell the way, and what he was holding was just an ordinary dagger that can be seen everywhere, but unfortunately, he could clearly recognize it. This is Anxiang's unique secret skill...

Why is it here?Why are Anxiang's disciples mixed in Jianghu Xiaoxiao?What kind of conspiracy should be behind it?

Nanming Lihuo only felt a headache, together with the severe pain like convulsions all over his body, his veins throbbed suddenly, as if they were going to explode in the next moment.But he couldn't help thinking about it, the situation in front of him had changed drastically.

"Xing'er! Behind!"

Luo Xing'er folded her waist backwards, just now dodged the sharp blade that was handed up in front of her, heard this and turned sideways without thinking, and deftly dodged the blow from behind, it is not known when this person came around to the back.As soon as she stood still, Xing'er looked in the direction of the voice, and only had time to see the frightened expression in the eyes of Nanming Lihuo who was lying on the ground——

"puff!"

With a muffled sound, Luo Xing'er only felt a pain in her lower back, but before she could feel the pain, she was hit again in the hollow of her knee, her legs went limp, and the lantern in her hand fell to the ground with a "clank".

"Xing'er—!"