The Miao Dao struck by gravity was gently clamped between two fingertips, and the complicated lines on the guard surface of Ten Thousand Poison Cave were suddenly distorted by fear.
A breeze blew across You Chuan's cheek, and Li Jing's figure passed by him.
Using her fingers to pinch off the tip of the blade, Li Jing walked past the guard who seemed to have just recognized him, and pulled out the Longquan Sword inserted in the sword case with her other hand.
Traces of blood slowly seeped out from the guard's neck. The blood-stained blade was turned by Li Jing in his hand. His black and bright eyes looked at the countless poisonous cave guards who were quickly flashing towards them. Five figures in bamboo hats.
"There should be a suona sound here."
Next to the dull fallen body, a footprint was suddenly made. The throat of a guard in front was suddenly penetrated by a broken blade, and then split in half with a powerful sword energy.
The Longquan Sword was held horizontally in front of him, blocking a wave of Miao Dao, and the harsh metal collision sound was accompanied by sparks.
Li Jing took a half-step forward with her right foot, and several Miao Dao guards from the Ten Thousand Poison Cave were instantly pressed back, and then a row of glaring heads flew into the sky.
Even so, the surrounding guard group, which was already semi-encircled, still rushed forward without fear of death.
Li Jing raised the corners of her mouth slightly, held the Longquan Sword upright in front of her eyes, and glanced around.
There were only countless flashes of swords and shadows, as well as countless chaotic and disorderly figures.
"go!"
As a slight sound came from his lips, the Longquan Sword in his hand was slashed down at the same time.
A dazzling light burst out in response, and a half-foot-long sword energy burst into the crowd like a devastating force.
The sound of breaking swords kept ringing in front of the crowd. A Miao guard who was less than a few steps away from Li Jing suddenly turned into powder. If you looked down from the air, you could see directly in front of Li Jing, and a vacuum suddenly formed in the crowd.
The sword energy that killed dozens of people did not diminish at all, and it rushed straight towards the guard of Ten Thousand Poison Cave who was still deep in the crowd.
The guard's eyes were dull, staring dumbly at the mighty light that was slightly reduced but still visible to the naked eye.
A figure wearing a bamboo hat suddenly appeared in front of the guard, and the two sickles were crossed in a cross shape to meet the unstoppable sword energy.
The sword energy suddenly stagnated, then rushed forward a foot and slowly dispersed.
The breath in the old part of the scythe that was pushed back a full foot continued to surge, and then he spit out a mouthful of blood before using the scythe to support his shaky body.
"He is stronger..."
Four old tribesmen who also wore bamboo hats were beside him, looking at Li Jing from a distance across the crowd that was split in half by Li Jing's sword.
The dagger leader who was stepped on by Li Jing in the forest that night looked at Li Jing coldly and pointed his dagger forward.
"Du Gong has an order to kill this official, and all Miaojiang's insect skills will be in his pocket!"
The Gu masters who had not fled in the square instantly turned around, their eyes glowing with gold, and they looked at Li Jing with blazing eyes.
"Everyone, please take out all the treasures that can be used! He is alone! I don't believe that the young priest will help him!"
Li Jing looked indifferently at the crowd who were shocked by the sword, tapping her fingers on the Longquan sword inserted on the ground slowly, calculating in her mind the time it would take for the Empress and the others to leave.
You Chuan stood silently behind him, then took a few steps back: "I'm sorry, I trust my adoptive father more."
Although Li Jing was not too surprised, he still frowned and said without looking back:
"Will he still believe you now?"
You Chuan remained silent and retreated to the outside of the square: "Take care..."
There is an empress over there, and as long as they are not entangled, everything will be fine for King Hui and Chi Meng...
Li Jing withdrew his mind and looked across the way indifferently, his eyes falling on the face of the old man holding the Miao knife.
"What? Do you dare to compete now?"
The tattoo on Miao Dao's old face trembled, and he slowly pulled out the Miao Dao in his hand with a rough voice.
"He's alone, come on!"
The crowd of Gu masters and guards had slowly surrounded Li Jing. In Li Jing's sight, more than a dozen Gu worms of various colors were taken out, and obscure spells slowly sounded among the crowd. .
Taking a step back with one foot, Li Jing suddenly swung the Longquan Sword in his hand, and a resounding crashing sound was instantly heard in the air.
The old soldier holding the Miao Dao had a ruthless look on his face. After turning over and retreating to his original position, his eyes were fixed on Li Jing who was fighting with several other old soldiers. The tip of the knife drew a semicircle on the ground, and his body transformed. As an afterimage, he joined the battle group besieging Li Jing.
At the same time, several Gu insects controlled by the Gu master also quickly rushed towards the melee in the center of the crowd from the ground and the air.
Li Jing's body was glowing with golden light, and the long and wide Longquan Sword in her hand was swung into flowers. There was a sound of metal collision everywhere around her body every moment.
Holding the Miao Dao that was slashing at him with one hand, the Longquan Sword drew a circle around his body, instantly blocking several weapons of all kinds. Then the palm holding the Miao Dao blade suddenly glowed with Gang Qi, and he exerted all his strength. Press down.
"Die to me!"
The huge force coming from the Miao Dao in his hand made the old part of the Miao Dao's legs weak, and he almost fell to his knees. He hurriedly let go of the Miao Dao and wanted to retreat, but he saw the Miao Dao being firmly held by Li Jing's blade. It stabbed into his body as soon as it was close.
The old man was horrified and retreated quickly. Then he saw a cold light flash in Li Jing's eyes and the figure disappeared.
With empty hands, the former soldier only felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and Li Jing's faint voice rang in his ears: "It's a pity it's a little late."
The blade of Miao Dao was used as the handle by Li Jing, and he thrust the handle into the old man's abdomen, and blood spurted out instantly.
Li Jing took a step forward, grabbed the handle of the knife from behind the old man, and pulled out the Miao knife.
The sword in his left hand and the sword in his right hand stand proudly.
"You four, keep coming."
Except for the one who was injured due to forcibly blocking the sword energy, the other three former soldiers watched coldly as the companion who wielded the Miao Dao fell to the ground.
"He doesn't have much internal strength anymore, don't be afraid..."
The Gu Master who was so frightened that he forgot to recite the incantation was stunned, and immediately began to control his own Gu insects to attack Li Jing.
Li Jing narrowed his eyes and looked at a small snake that was quickly crawling toward him. He held Miao Dao's left hand and moved it slightly.
At this time, a dull song sounded above the heads of the crowd, and the Gu insects around Li Jing froze for an instant and froze in place.
The Gu Master standing in the crowd was dumbfounded, chanting the spells faster and faster, but the Gu Insects seemed to be dizzy and just stood still.
The music stopped, and a low-key voice sounded from behind the crowd.
"Brother Li, does my music sound good?"
Li Jing looked up and saw a white and reddish figure slowly tapping his palms with a bone flute on the wooden support used to tie the King Jiao. A pair of expectant eyes looked at the man surrounded by the crowd. Li Jing.
Li Jing breathed a sigh of relief, with an expression of appreciation on his face.
"That sounds so damn good!"
"My corpse ancestor!"
