The enemy sword drew a dazzling arc in the air, with a sharp momentum and a bone-cold murderous aura, which suddenly lowered the temperature around it.

Tuoba Jian's pupils shrank slightly, staring at the movements of his opponent's limbs and the changes in the trajectory of the sword blade. The long-lost feeling of fighting returned to him. Even though he had not grasped the sword for several months, the warrior's instinct was deeply imprinted in his bones and did not forget it.

He has been tempered in the cruel environment of Lingbo Pavilion for many years, and survived with his own strength to this day. Isn’t it a lucky thing? If you talk about the superb swordsmanship, he can be among the top five in the world among his peers!

Thanks to the influence of Lingbo Pavilion, he saw at a glance that his opponent was using Qingcheng sword technique, which was skillful and rapid, changing in a variety of ways, and was mainly assassinated. Without waiting for the enemy moves to fully unfold, he kicked his feet and toes, and directly crashed into the sword light, and chopped the enemy's sword spine with a hatchet.

Swords collided, and Mars flew.

Ling Dutou could not have imagined that the boy's movements were so fast and violent, but he felt the tiger's mouth heat, and the long sword trembled and was about to get out of his hand. He couldn't help but exclaimed, and jumped back with the force, secretly used his strength to clear the numb meridians, frowned and said, "Which sect are you a disciple?"

Tuoba Jian said: "Lingbo Pavilion!"

Ling Du's heart was tight, and he was really a mute and could not say that he had any pain. Lingbo Pavilion and Xuanyuan Gate were as famous as the super forces that shocked the world. They had countless powerful people, which were definitely not comparable to those of small sects. If he killed the genius disciples of Lingbo Pavilion, even if he hid in the military camp, how could he be safe? He said in a deep voice: "Lingbo Pavilion is a Liaodong Sect, thousands of miles away from Baocheng. You, a little chopping wood, want to cling to it? You are talking nonsense!" After saying that, he raised his long sword and stabbed the young man's chest with a whoosh. The tip of the sword trembled, as if it were virtual and solid, and he had already used his sword skills.

Now that things are at a loss, killing these two people is the best choice. At worst, you can strictly block the news and prevent Lingbo Pavilion and Xuanyuan Gate from learning the truth.

The Qingcheng Sect is also well-known in the southwest martial arts world, and many masters have emerged. He is a true disciple of the Qingcheng Sect. He has practiced swordsmanship for nearly 20 years, has a strong internal foundation and has rich experience in fighting. He loses his contempt and takes action, and his moves are so fierce and ruthless that he can move to the top.

Tuoba Jian suddenly floated backwards, almost avoiding the ruthless sword.

How could Ling Du's head stop? With an angry shout, the sword light surged, and the sound of hissing through the air sounded densely.

As the sword lights intertwined, Tuoba Jian spread his body and quickly dodged, always dodging to the dead corner of the sword attack just right, as slippery as a swimming fish.

Ling Du stabbed more than ten swords in his head, and each sword was a little short of a sudden and failed to succeed. He was angry and annoyed, and he was secretly awesome in his heart. The so-called layman watching the excitement, while the expert was looking at the trick. This young man was able to shuttle through the sword light without any injury, which shows that his sword skills were of great success, and he knew the severity of the sword technique, and his sharp vision was rare. When encountering such an opponent, it was impossible to fight quickly.

He exhausted his true energy, his feet paused slightly, and subconsciously returned to the sword ring to protect his body.

Unexpectedly, the moment when he turned to defense and attack, Tuoba Jian seemed to have predicted it, and suddenly retreated and advanced, slashing three consecutive swords, with an incredible speed! He first avoided the enemy's sharp edge, and chose to launch a counterattack after the opponent's sharp edge was lost. His mentality was far more stable than his peers.

Ling Du's head changed color in horror. How could there be such a fast sword in the world?! The sword in his hand swung rapidly, trying to wrap around the lightning sword light.

Dangdangdang, three consecutive swords were slashed at the same position. At the time of the third sword, the half-foot-long sword blade broke and flew into the sky.

The next moment, the sword light rolled back like white waves, breaking into the empty door of Lingdu's head, and blood splashed.

"Ao!" Ling Du was injured and screamed in pain, and his anger rushed to the top of the door, his eyes turned red like a bloodthirsty beast. You must know that he had been in the industry for more than ten years, but was injured by a junior in the martial arts world with a hatchet tonight. It was a huge joke. He swung his sword desperately and stabbed him with one sword, one sword tightly connected, and greeted Tuoba Jian with all his defense issues, completely disregarding his own defense issues.

Tuoba Jian knew that the injured beast was the most dangerous. He wandered around and blocked calmly. No matter how fierce the broken sword was, he could never break through his defense.

In the middle of the night, the sound of gold and iron clashed, but the sound of the wind started to start. Five or six people stepped on the roof tiles and used their light skills to sweep quickly. They were all half armored, tall and strong, and bright eyes, giving people a great sense of oppression. They were Ling Dutou's companions.

Hu Feng's heart sank into the bottomless abyss and his trails were exposed, his enemies gathered, and his hope of getting out was completely shattered.

The visitors scattered around the courtyard, some stared at Hu Feng and were ready to whisper, some watched the battle coldly, and some smiled and said, "Brother Ling, do you want your brothers to help you?"

Na Ling Du shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, capture this kid first!"

"Okay!"

A big man holding two axes snatched it out, swung two balls of white light, and slashed at Tuoba Jian with his head and head. His muscles were bulging, his arms were so strong that the iron axe broke through the air and rolled up a strong wind. At first glance, he was a powerful general who was the kind of city-breaking and village-like slashing. He was best at fighting in close combat.

"Be careful!" Hu Feng was so nervous that his palms were sweating, and he couldn't help but scream.

Anyone who is attacked by the opponent from the front and back will be embarrassed to ignore the other. At the critical moment, Tuoba Jian's footwork suddenly accelerated, as if left and right, as if front and back, his body was unpredictable in the narrow space, leaving the attack of the axe and sword.

There were many people with extensive knowledge among the people, and they exclaimed: "Is this the legendary Lingbo step?" "Hey, is he a disciple of Lingbo Pavilion?"

Ling Du was full of murderous intent and said annoyedly: "We even killed Pan Mei's people. Do we still care about Lingbo Pavilion thousands of miles away?"

Everyone looked at each other and they were grasshoppers on the same rope. What else can I say? Another person drew his sword and joined the battle group.

But the cold light rose and fell continuously, and the figures flew at high speed, making the scene even more intense.

Ling Du had fought side by side all year round, cooperated with tacit understanding, offense, defense, advance and retreat were like one, and his power doubled after joining forces. Tuoba Jian fought against three, and the situation was immediately in danger. In a blink of an eye, his back shoulder and arm were cut by a sharp blade, and blood beads fell to the ground.

Hu Feng closed his eyes in pain and screamed: "Stop, I am the princess' personal guard. I once pretended to be the princess to break through Baocheng. I am willing to surrender! As long as you let him go, I will follow you!"

As the situation developed, Tuoba Jian's resistance was futile and tragic. If she continued to fight, she could not escape the fate of being dismembered by a scattered blade. In the desperate situation and lack of foreign aid, the only thing she could do was sacrifice herself and gain a glimmer of life for Tuoba Jian.

Although it was a great shame to take the initiative to ask for surrender, she was still willing to give up her face, just to resolve Tuoba Jian's murder.

It is better to die alone than to die two people.

She owes him and pays it back with her life.

If there is still a next life, I hope we will meet soon.
Chapter completed!