Although Gui Yunzheng and others were on a high building, they heard something was wrong below, so they rushed out of the building together.
I saw that the two Tianshan disciples who were injured earlier had fallen downstairs. The other two people were like crazy tigers, fighting among the layers of guards with their swords.
"He's quite a man!"
Several people sighed in unison.
At this moment, due to the sudden outburst of those two people, the attention downstairs was diverted. Several people couldn't help but smile at each other.
If you don’t leave now, wait until later!
Xu Lang took the lead and jumped down from the high building. In mid-air, he had already pulled out his sword, struck several corners of the eaves, and rushed to the ground downstairs before he saw it.
Before King Ping's archers could react, Lin Zhijing and Gui Yunzheng followed suit.
As soon as the three of them landed, they rushed into the crowd. Xu Lang ran straight towards the archers, and he fell down with the wind-chasing sword no matter how strong his physical strength was. Lin Zhijing respected the bloody spirit of the two Tianshan disciples and flew to help. This fight made him feel like he had wrestled with Ninghou's Qingqi the last time. Gui Yunzheng was guarding the front of the building, waiting for Gui Xiaomin and Lin Yin'er to fly downstairs.
Everything, but in an instant. But the exquisite light skills of a few people left all the guards in the palace stunned.
Prince Ping's face became even colder, he gritted his teeth and said a harsh sentence.
"Kill without mercy!"
With that said, he left first under the guard of Ruthless and Nameless.
With the addition of Xu Lang and the five others, the two Tianshan disciples finally had a chance to breathe. However, Prince Ping obviously spent a lot of money this time. In addition to archers, one to two hundred elite soldiers were mobilized. These elite soldiers are well-trained and well coordinated. Although a few people made a strong attack and suffered a lot of losses, they were able to quickly organize a formation, attack and defend, and have their own rules.
As a result, within a moment, the offensive of the seven people was reduced, and they were slowly separated.
Xu Lang only regretted that he didn't have long weapons in hand. It was really difficult to deal with the battle formation of several people. Although Gui Yunzheng was familiar with the art of war, in such a situation, he could not think of any countermeasures and could only fight to the death.
The situation is really critical. Especially Gui Xiaomin and Lin Yin'er, although they were dexterous in movement and superb in swordsmanship, they were unable to survive in groups of three or four and gradually began to lose their strength.
Xu Lang was extremely anxious at the first glance. Suddenly, he returned the sword to its sheath, took a deep breath of true energy, stood up from the ground, gathered all his inner strength, and used his powerful Vajra Palm to face the sword and spear.
Those guards had never seen such a fighting method. A guard held a spear and stabbed him, but Xu Lang didn't care. He took his spear and chopped it down with his palm. The guard's neck tilted and he fell down immediately. But at the same time, several shots were fired from behind him. Xu Lang only felt a slight pain in his back, and before the tip of the spear penetrated his flesh, he slashed it with his backhand.
Click!
Several guns were broken in unison, and the gun tip was flicked by Xu Lang, heading straight for those people.
Seeing that the danger was successful, Xu Lang became even more merciless. He picked up a big gun and started beating him randomly.
Thump, thump!
Immediately, several guards were blown into the pond by him like autumn leaves swept away by him.
Then, he jumped into the battle group of Gui Xiaomin and Lin Yin'er.
The big gun swung and hit the shield of a guard. The guard and his shield were knocked to the ground, and the gun also broke.
With no choice, Xu Lang had no choice but to pull out the sword again, and it instantly joined with Gui Xiaomin. This time, the power doubled. Lin Yin'er felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.
"Kill!"
Lin Yin'er shouted and formed a triangle with Xu Lang and Gui Xiaomin, trying to push forward.
