It was already evening at this time, and the sunset poured over the earth, casting a thin layer of golden light in front of the thatched house.
Li Jing smiled and walked forward with the sword box on his back.
"Stop talking nonsense. We have no friendship. You should do whatever you want and don't stand in our way."
Chi Meng exclaimed, but did not grab Li Jing's sleeves. He stared at Li Jing slowly approaching Du Gong with his big eyes.
Du Gong's smile seemed to have no warmth, and his tall figure was quite oppressive compared to the others, but facing Li Jing, who was also slender, his aura was completely worthy of this old guy.
"Hahaha, Your Highness doesn't know, but an old friend from the Central Plains asked me to take good care of Your Highness. That old friend must be very familiar to Your Highness..."
"In this case, aren't we old acquaintances?"
Li Jing paused in his steps and his eyes flickered.
Yuan Tiangang...
Seeing Li Jing's reaction, Mr. Du put his hands behind his hands and laughed loudly: "Chuan'er, take His Highness and the others back."
You Chuan hesitated for a moment and walked over: "A few of you..."
"bass."
Li Jing threw the sword box on the ground, slowly pulled out the Longquan sword, and blinked at Du Gong.
"Whoever comes, I won't give you face."
The smile on Du Gong's face froze, then slowly sank, one hand stretched out from behind and spread out: "Then I'll forgive you for being rude to you."
At the same time that a trace of black energy emitted from his palm, countless archers in front and behind Li Jing also drew their bowstrings to full length in an instant.
"No matter life or death, take it."
You Chuan's face turned ugly: "Father, the saint is still here..."
Du Gong took a scimitar from the side, wiped the black energy from his hand on the blade, and stared at You Chuan with his pale pupils: "If the saint is not beside King Jiao, how can there be any saint here?"
As he spoke, his long fingers flicked on the blade, and countless blades shattered and flew out.
"Fire arrows."
Li Jing took a step back, and in the reflection in his eyes, he saw floodlight arrows suddenly shooting out like locusts all over the sky, and the cold light from the front also quickly approached.
The wooden sword box was lifted up at once, and several crisp blows "噌噌噌噌" were heard immediately, and several blades pierced into the wooden box instantly.
The Longquan Sword was swung high, and Li Jing looked coldly at the countless arrows that were about to arrive in the blink of an eye, the veins on his hands rising slightly.
In the flash of lightning, Li Jing felt a strong pulling sensation from behind. A figure flashed in front of him and at the same time, the sword box was lifted and he jumped up.
"Puff puff puff" In the blink of an eye, the sword box was filled with arrows that penetrated half an inch. The empress pushed the sword box forward, and an empty wall floated in front of her.
The first batch of arrows was fired in an instant, but then another arrow was nocked on the opposite side, and the second wave of arrows was about to rain down.
The empress had a cold face: "What are you trying to do? Just step aside!"
Only then did Li Jing realize that Hou Qing behind him was holding a gong, and there were arrows at his feet.
Fortunately, there are these two big guys...
Du Gong's face was filled with coldness, and he waved his finger forward lightly, and two waves of arrows came flying forward and backward.
The empress had stern eyes. She placed Li Jing's wooden flute hanging on her waist across her mouth, and the sound of fighting and iron horses suddenly rose. The arrows flying in the air burst in an instant, and a layer of purple light visible to the naked eye began to appear. She spreads forward as the center.
The arrows in the back also floated and shook in the air, and then fell to the ground with a "clack".
Du Gong took a step back and pressed down slightly with his palm, causing the purple sound waves that had reached the end of his power to stop instantly.
"The Great Perfection of Heaven..."
The empress hid the wooden flute behind her back and said calmly, "I still have some fun."
But Li Jing knew how to withstand these two waves of arrows. If he obviously didn't have enough internal strength to last until now, the empress must have suffered a lot of wear and tear...
Hou Qing's voice sounded from behind.
"Leave quickly without delay."
As he spoke, he rushed towards Youchuan and the conjoined twins over there, and a crisp gong sounded.
"You deal with the front."
Li Jing nodded, and several silver needles pierced the Du Gong who was standing in front of him like lightning. The soft swords in his waist were drawn out in the air at the same time, and the Longquan Sword fell beside the empress.
"I'll open the way!"
Picking up the Longquan Sword casually, the empress raised the corners of her mouth and threw the silver crown on her head to the ground.
"idiot."
The figure flashed, and the Longquan sword glowing with purple light had already struck in front of Du Gong.
Du Gong's figure was instantly split in half, but the empress's face suddenly became serious. She stopped on the ground and cut open several oncoming Miao guards.
Li Jing's figure fell beside her, and the long sword touched the necks of several guards. He glanced at the straw man on the ground that was split in half: "What's going on!"
"Ha ha ha ha ha……"
Du Gong's figure appeared in the distance, his pupils turned, he threw a few silver needles on the ground, and nodded in appreciation.
"You guys are quick."
Chi Meng's voice screamed over there: "Be careful!"
Li Jing's eyes flashed as the Empress' Longquan Sword blocked a swiftly flashing sickle. Six black figures wearing hats swept out from the crowd. One of them, a short fat man, took back the sickle that was struck back.
The six people were of different heights. Except for the leader who was holding a short sword, three of them were holding Miao knives made in the Tang Dynasty, an ax and a sickle respectively, and the other two were holding double axes and double swords.
"Old Ministry..."
Li Jing's heart sank, feeling that this old guy Chi Li had no intention of letting him go.
"These are the old troops! They are the best of the best, you must be careful!"
Chi Meng's voice sounded anxiously from behind, and her voice was getting closer and closer to the two of them.
"do not come!"
Li Jing raised her hand, her eyes cold.
"I'm fighting the elite!"
The empress threw the Longquan Sword to him: "I'm not used to heavy swords, use yours."
The figures wearing bamboo hats on the opposite side obviously didn't want to talk nonsense, and each had a clear goal and stepped forward. Li Jing did not dare to raise his eyebrows. He took the Longquan Sword and went up to them, blocking the Miao Dao made in the Tang Dynasty with one sword.
The two sickles came up immediately, and in conjunction with the dagger leader who attacked from the side, they aimed directly at Li Jing's throat.
Feeling a chill on his neck, Li Jing clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands and pressed down with all his strength, and then swung it with all his strength around his body, forcing the three of them to quickly duck and retreat.
The empress over there slashed through the hat of the giant man holding a double ax with a sword, leaving a bloody mark on his face. She flew over and entangled the dagger leader, with purple light flying around her body, forcing several old troops who were besieging Li Jing to turn away.
Repeling the tall man holding the Miao sword made in Tang Dynasty with one palm, the empress frowned: "Is there something wrong?"
Li Jing did not answer. Feeling the heat in his palms, he flew towards the short man with the sickle in his hands, and swung the golden Longquan Sword down fiercely.
"Come on, let's fight!"
The tall Tang-made Miao Dao over there was knocked back by the Empress' palm. He inserted the Miao Dao into the ground to resist the power of the palm. His voice was rough and hoarse: "This woman is difficult to deal with, be careful."
As he spoke, he thrust the Miao Dao into the ground, jumped up and spun the Miao Dao around in the air, using his strength to pull out the Miao Dao and strike hard at the empress.
Several other old troops, including the dagger leader, also flew up at the same time, all targeting the empress!
Li Jing was so anxious that he kicked the sickle man who was being suppressed by him, but he was attacked and entangled by countless Miao guards who were not afraid of death.
But he saw the empress's green hair dancing in the wind behind her head, and the fading sunset reflected on her beautiful face.
Facing several impressive figures attacking from all sides, the empress remained unmoved. She disappeared from the spot and a cold light pierced the giant man with two axes behind her.
The giant man swung his ax to block, but his target was only a long sword.
Miao Dao's tall man's back felt cold, and a huge force slapped him on the back. At the same time, the arm holding the knife was twisted by the empress, and she wielded Miao Dao with the tall man's arm and slashed at the short sword leader. .
The tall man holding the Miao knife made in the Tang Dynasty screamed, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. At the same time, the leader was forced to withdraw and threw the short knife in his hand over.
The empress's eyes were slightly cold, so she had to throw away the tall man Miao Dao, kicked him in the back with both feet, and rushed behind.
The attacks of several people hit the air, and the empress easily averted the siege of several old troops in an instant.
Li Jing was just breathing a sigh of relief when Chi Meng's exclamation suddenly sounded over there.
Li Jing looked over in shock, only to see a red umbrella blocking Chi Meng's body, and an old soldier holding a single ax froze on the spot, motionless.
Hou Qing stuck out his head and snapped his fingers.
"Fortunately, I caught up."
