Wu Jing's move was not unexpected.
But his martial arts is so high and his sword skills are so powerful that it is really unimaginable.
The impulsive government servant saw the murderer rising up and wanted to take credit, so he rushed forward. Then he was caught in the sharp sword light and fell to the ground screaming, bleeding profusely.
"ah--!!"
Before, the bystanders were immersed in the horror of the case, but now it turned into a direct conflict, screaming and rushing towards the inn lobby.
But the place was small and there were so many people, so they were pushed and pushed, and all kinds of screams could be heard, including Ren Changyi's voice: "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"
Di Jin frowned, and with a flash of his body, he lifted up Chen Mingxin and Madam Wu who were lying on the ground and almost being trampled, rushed towards the backyard door, and sent them out: "This way!"
Everyone woke up as if from a dream. After being separated, the crowd finally dispersed, including Ren Changyi, who was protected by the yamen and left, giving room for fighting in the field.
"Ding ding ding——"
After a quick exchange, the two figures rose up and down, their murderous intentions clear, and they had already passed twenty or thirty moves.
However, Di Jin felt relieved after looking at it for a moment.
Di Xiangling clearly had the upper hand, because Wu Jing went from trying to capture him at first, to being forced to switch to defense, to deliberately affecting the left and right, and the changes in pressure he endured were clear at a glance.
Even so, the Wutai Mountain monk's kung fu was already extremely good. A waist knife in his hand showed a sharp edge that ordinary people could never match. It was able to block Di Xiangling's whip shadow, and he even shouted: "Xue Chao! You!" Still want to run?"
No one would have noticed him even if he didn't say that. When he said this, Di Jin also turned his attention.
I saw that this fat official had secretly moved to the door of the backyard, obviously trying to take the opportunity to escape. When he was shouted at by this voice, he suddenly jumped up and said angrily: "Evil thief! Evil thief! I just want money!" Why are you dragging me to death?"
Wu Jing was so suppressed that he couldn't distract himself from speaking. He just snorted, and the meaning behind his words was clear and unmistakable.
Even now, if you still say such innocent words, you are already an accomplice to murder!
After Xue Chao cried out sadly, he also knew that he had no way out. He turned his eyes and glared at Di Jin, gritting his teeth and said: "It's all you! It's all you! Without you, none of this would have been exposed... I want you to Take your life first!"
Facing this ferocious official rushing over, Di Jin still stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "Sanlang!"
Xue Chao's eyes flashed as he saw a young man rushing over.
His broad body was even greater than his own, and his heavy aura was far superior. Like a door wall, he firmly protected Di Jin in front of him. He stretched out his big hand and grabbed it.
"Drink!"
Xue Chao was also using his bare hands, but he had been on the battlefield and had been fighting hard for many years, and his martial arts was not weak. Now that he was taking action, how could he be afraid of a young man? He roared wildly, took the lead, and faced him with fists as big as sandbags.
"Ouch——!!"
There was no close collision, only the clear sound of broken bones. Amidst the earth-shattering screams, Xue Chao's right arm was bent back at an angle that was painful to watch. Then his calf was held and his whole body was knocked upside down. Lifted it up.
"Don't tear it up!"
Di Jin was a little frightened when he saw it, and he regretted his previous joke.
"Um!"
Fortunately, the official was eliminated with one punch. Lei Cheng was quite angry and did not really tear the pawn apart. His little eyes widened and he looked at Wu Jing unblinkingly, as if breathing was puffing out of his nose.
Obviously, what Lei Cheng really hates is this pretending culprit. He was so frightened that he couldn't sleep well last night and his strength was reduced. If Di Xiangling hadn't struck faster, the one he was fighting with now would have been You are right.
"How come this person is surrounded by masters!"
Seeing Xue Chao being captured so simply, Wu Jing also knew that the end was over.
There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers around the opponent. He can't even fight against Di Xiangling, let alone this magical young man to help him...
"I'll be back!"
Looking deeply at Di Jin, Wu Jing's sword light surged, and the powerful killing moves from the four-door sword fell out. Under the fierce roar of energy, he forcefully forced Di Xiangling to take a step back, and suddenly pulled away, Go outward.
This woman is indeed a powerful character that I have seen in my life. Killing him before he is thirty makes me sweat, and the opponent has a long aura. It is obvious that she is an accomplished concubine. There is no chance of winning in a prolonged confrontation, and the only option is to retreat. Road.
But when he turned over and rushed outside the hospital, he turned his head and looked at the inn, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.
He didn't care about Xue Chao's life or death at all, but Wang Ahe, who might have been rescued together, was now implicated by him...
"How dare you get distracted? Do you think you can escape?"
However, when he had just climbed over the courtyard wall, a cold female voice came to his ears.
Wu Jing slashed away with his knife without thinking.
But this blow hit the arm of Di Xiangling who was following closely behind. The long whip drew a precise arc, struck halfway, and hit the blade.
"Crack!"
The waist knife in Wu Jing's hand was also a top-grade weapon made of hundreds of refined steel. At this moment, it could not withstand the terrifying force transmitted by the whip body. It simply cracked. The fragments of the blade reflected the frightened and angry face of the monk. Then scattered in all directions.
What followed was a palm imprinted on the chest and a verdict: "Your foundation is indeed good. If you were in your heyday, you could compete with me. However, you have obviously neglected to practice in the past few years, and the four-door sword has become stagnant." If you hadn't taken the chance alive, you would have been defeated long ago!"
Killing and capturing are two completely different difficulties. Di Xiangling thought that it would not be difficult to kill the opponent directly, but he was not sure about capturing him alive, so he waited for him to run away on his own initiative and his sword skills were revealed. The momentum was only achieved in one hit.
"puff!"
Wu Jing's weapon was destroyed and he was hit by a palm in the chest. He was already spurting out a mouthful of blood. He knew that there was no possibility of escape.
However, his eyes were fierce, his body folded, and he used his last strength to throw himself towards the courtyard and fell to Di Jin's position.
But what puzzled Wu Jing was that Di Xiangling was standing on the courtyard wall, watching at leisure. The fat young man moved but did not make a move, allowing him to reach the scholar smoothly.
"A seriously injured thief can't show off my abilities!"
Di Jin looked at the frantic monk and sighed in dismay, a black shadow like a spiritual snake emerged from his wrist.
However, he and his sister switched weapons. Di Xiangling used the long whip he used when he was away from home, while Di Jin used the soft whip to defend himself.
At this time, he slashed and shook, and drew it out accurately.
"Snapped!"
Wu Jing fell down and hit Di Jin hard. At the last moment of his coma, a trace of disbelief emerged between his eyebrows: "How can a detective be so good at fighting?"
