A time travel, in the end, this ended up being like this. Li Ling smiled helplessly and closed his eyes and waited for death. He was too unwilling to accept that he wanted to change the world with his own abilities. He still had the kindness he had not returned, his enemies not killed, and even the most uneasy Yue'er and Qingxiao... But all this should have nothing to do with him.

He felt the cold tip of the knife touching his chest, and felt even more desperate. But at the same time, a whizzing sound rose like lightning and rushed from afar. This made Li Ling's heart move, and he suddenly opened his eyes, and saw an amazing scene-

A feather arrow had passed through the neck of the Luotian scholar in front of him, and went back and came out, and a bloody arrow popped out from his throat. The believer who suffered this fatal blow was filled with horror and pain. He opened his mouth but couldn't even say a word. A large mouthful of blood gushed out, and his eyes almost protruded from his eye sockets. The sharp knife that had already hit Li Ling's heart had long been thrown away by him, and he strangled his throat with both hands.

But such actions ultimately failed to save his own life. After only a moment, the believer fell down on his back. He failed to kill Li Ling, but instead died first.

When the arrow shot out from the darkness, the Luotian Cultists present suddenly came to their senses from the solemn and solemn sacrifice, and roared and pulled out their weapons, looking alertly towards the woods and wilderness around them. And just as the corpse fell, a ray of fire was lit up around them, and the sound of drums and trumpets was heard, accompanied by a variety of shouts: "The Luotian Cult traitor will not die!"

Before they finished speaking, countless figures had already rushed out of the darkness. What came out before them was a bunch of arrows, all of which were splashing towards these caught off guard Luotian scholars, making them scream, and quickly waved their weapons to save themselves and defend themselves.

But most of these people are not skilled in martial arts. Faced with the dense rain of arrows, they could not call at all. Suddenly, many people were shot and screamed, and some of them fell down directly.

The faces of the two elders in the crowd changed suddenly. Zhao Chenghuang immediately understood what was going on. He was still obsessed with the government's plan, and at this time he fell into the siege. He immediately pulled Xiang Fantian beside him: "Old Xiang, please lead someone to break through!"

Xiang Fantian's eyes were even more angry at this time, thinking that everything was under control. He had already played with Wen Ming and the entire Jiangnan government in his palms. At this time, he realized that it was him who had been fooled. His tone was really hard to swallow. But as two other believers around him fell down, he realized how critical the situation was, and shouted loudly: "Break through, break through with me!"

As his roar, his eyes turned, and he had already found that the side where Li Ling was tied to was the only one that had not been affected. So he dragged Zhao Chenghuang and rushed over quickly. After hearing his scream, the other Luotian scholars finally understood and quickly waved weapons to block the arrows, while following his elders, they quickly rushed towards Li Ling. At this time, everyone could see that this hostage was the best shield. With him in hand, he could make the official army throw a rat and dare not shoot cold arrows anymore.

Xiang Fantian rushed forward and saw that he was about to rush to Li Ling, but a whirlpool came from the side, and a silver light flew towards him quickly, snatching his face. He knew very well that if he didn't stop, he would have taken his life in this moment. He paused immediately and wiped his sword forward, and he wanted to block the silver light.

Unexpectedly, the silver light was as empty as it was. The moment the knife was about to come into contact, he suddenly sank, cleverly avoided the blocking, and then he slammed his waist and abdomen like a spirit snake. This made Xiang Fantian exclaim lightly, and when he looked closely, he realized that the silver light was actually a silver chain. At this time, a slightly slender figure behind him had already rushed over. Before the person arrived, several cold lights were already roaring, forcing him to quickly pull out and dodge, and quickly danced his sword to block all the silver needles.

Just as he retreated, Yang Qingxiao had already dodged in front of Li Ling.

Xiang Fantian's eyes narrowed, and he could see that the opponent in front of him was not simple, but he did not feel any timid. He immediately shouted again: "Go!" At the same time, the hand that was originally holding Zhao Chenghuang had already let go, and the man rushed over like a tiger going down the mountain, with amazing momentum. At the same time, the Luotian scholars behind him also followed up immediately, shouting, raising their swords to kill, and actually killing them all.

When Li Ling saved himself with this arrow, he vaguely guessed that the situation had changed. As the familiar silver chain flew out, Yang Qingxiao rushed from the side, which made him feel energetic. This joy from death to life was really hard to describe in words. It was not until he saw these many people attacking Qingxiao that his face changed and he shouted in surprise: "Qingxiao, retreat quickly!" He would rather fall into the hands of others himself or even be killed than to think that the person he loved would be damaged by saving him.

But this sound was obviously slower, and Yang Qingxiao could not avoid him. She shouted, and her body had jumped into the air. When she waved her bare hands, the needle in the snow roared out. At the same time, there were even more brighter lights shot towards Brahma at a faster speed. It was her strongest trick to shed tears.

During the collision of Dingdang, screams and screams were heard from time to time, and nearly half of the twenty people who were purging over fell instantly. But the remaining people still rushed to Yang Qingxiao with red eyes, got a needle on their bodies, and Xiang Fantian, who had almost avoided the tears, even slashed the invading Burning Heaven sword intent, swearing to cut the woman in front of them into two pieces.

His move is not only terrifying, but also extremely exquisite. Yang Qingxiao can avoid it by virtue of her body, but as long as she avoids it, Li Ling behind her will become Xiang Brahma's target, and the sword moves will not change at all. In his case, as long as he gets this knife, he will be really a dismembered end.

So even though she felt the power of this sword, Yang Qingxiao still gritted her teeth and did not avoid it. Yue Banbing turned up, using the word "binding" technique to bind the sword. But the small silver chain only had a little contact with the knife intention, and quickly collapsed, causing her body to fall backwards, and she was completely trapped in a passive state.

Yang Qingxiao's martial arts are indeed great. If she really fights Xiang Brahma, even if she loses, she should be able to fight for dozens of times without losing. However, when each person shows her strengths, her strengths are more about lightness and change. Such head-on battles are based on her own weaknesses and strengths.

So her full strength failed to block the sword force, and there were Luo Tian scholars coming to fight fiercely on the side. In a blink of an eye, she had fallen into great danger and was about to fall into the trap.

Li Ling roared again, wanting Yang Qingxiao to flash, but he also knew in his heart that she could not dodge her own safety regardless of her safety. This made his eyes turn red and his eyes burst into tears, but because his body was tied tightly to the tree, he couldn't even block the knife of the person he wanted to rush up to help him love.

Just when Li Ling was complaining and despair, another long roar sounded from the darkness beside him. A sharp sword light was like thunder and rapid lightning, and it struck about ten feet away, and it happened to appear on the road to send a sword to Brahma, blocking his terrifying knife.

With a loud noise, the footsteps that rushed towards Brahma suddenly stopped, and then he leaned back. The sword light also darkened, but the tricks on the knife continued. He quickly dragged forward, and passed a cold light from right to left, cutting open the three Luotian scholars who had just rushed to Yang Qingxiao with one sword, and the blood shot, and the three of them screamed and fell down.

The knife was gone, and the man groaned, and a few squeaks sounded on his body, and blood mist sprayed out, and his body shook and almost fell down.

It was not until this time that Li Ling could see clearly that the savior who blocked the fatal attack of Wei Qingxiao and killed many people was Wan Shenji. Obviously, this amazing knife was inspired by his full potential and was a real desperate trick, not only hurting the enemy, but also hurting himself!

The moonbanwan of Yang Qingxiao, who had just turned around in front of the Ghost Gate, flew out again. The cold light pierced through the throats of the two believers, scaring the others to scream and retreat, leaving Xiang Fantian alone, who was also stiff and bloody on the corner of his mouth.

Xiang Fantian, who kept breathing slowly and controlled his internal injuries, looked more gloomy and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, because he had seen that with the sound of killing around him, dozens of Luotian scholars were fighting with the officers who were constantly surrounding him, and they were completely in desperate situations. Even if they wanted to escape, it was difficult. In other words, he and others had completely fallen into desperate situations!

Seeing this, Li Ling was very calm and breathed a sigh of relief. There was nothing more joyful than watching all the enemies being taken away after almost dying.

What made him even more happy was that at this time a servant brought by the county government had already come to him and shouted, "Sir, please help you out..." while cutting the rope on his body with a knife.

Seeing this, Xiang Fantian's eyes flashed and he wanted to stop them. Only when his body moved, the silver chain in Yang Qingxiao's hand rushed forward like a living spirit snake. Wan Shenji, who was also gray-faced, also had his eyes fixed and held the knife again.

The shadow left on him by the amazing knife just now was quite large. Even though it was obvious that Wan Shenji's situation was not very good, Xiang Fantian still dared not force himself. He could only continue to confront the two, hoping that they could reveal more flaws.

On the other side, Li Ling finally escaped. He pressed his hand on his chest and held something. His eyes had already fallen to the three people confronting him, thinking about whether he could help kill the enemy.
Chapter completed!