The courtyard where Li Sizhao lived was brightly lit.
A solemn atmosphere filled the hall, and everyone looked troubled and looked hesitantly at Li Sizhao, who looked slightly indifferent.
Only Li, with his hands folded across his chest and a sword on his back, stood in the hall with his head held high, looking at Li Sizhao with a half-smile.
Are you here to beat Ya Sheng on behalf of King Jin?
Yelu Ge sat there, watching the two people in the hall facing each other across the round table, and quietly rolled his eyes.
This guy surnamed Li is indeed a bit tough, but with Li Sizhao and his dozen or so hands, he might not be able to take down this guy surnamed Li.
And that sister-in-law seems to be worse in strength than this one named Li, why not...
At the same time, Yelu Lage also glanced at Li Sizhao, who was standing outside and had worked with him for a long time. This man's eyes were evasive, and it seemed that he was no longer useful.
I just don’t know what process it takes to unravel the poison...
At this time, Li Sizhao, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke up. I saw the leader of the third sect, who didn't have a strong presence in Tongwen Hall, resting his hands on the table and looking at Li Jing with his cold eyes.
"Little brother, don't be ridiculous. As the righteous king of Jin, how could I, Li Sizhao, do such an outrageous thing! On the contrary, a man of unknown origin actually dares to replace the king of Jin! Come on, take this officer down!"
The painting style suddenly changed. Li Sizhao put one hand on his body and unfolded a folding fan with the other hand. He looked at Li coldly with almost no expression on his face.
Or, at this moment, Li Sizhao no longer cares whether Li Jing is Li Keyong's person. He just wants to use this method of killing everything to put all the shocking wealth he has plundered into his own or Li Siyuan's pockets.
At the same time, his cold eyes also looked at Yelu La who was sitting beside him, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
Since we have already planned to fight to the death, we don't care about the Khitan Khan.
I don’t know if Li Sizhao is really stupid or fake, or if he has some inexplicable confidence that Li Keyong will not kill him. But all in all, everything outside flew into the hall at this moment.
The few who looked like literati were each holding a folding fan, like a fan, and went straight towards Li Jing's neck.
"Yelula, don't forget what King Jin said!"
Faced with the siege of several opponents, Li Jingshang was still able to calm down. When he saw Yelvrage next to him, he was afraid that he would be harmed, so he jumped to avoid it. Then, while avoiding the attack of a folding fan, he kept He even shouted loudly.
In the blink of an eye, several people were close to Li Jing.
Li Sizhao's eyes were also full of suspicion when looking at Yelu Ge.
"Mr. Yelu, are you really..."
A cold feeling appeared on Yelu Ge's forehead, and he could only curse in his heart. Then he slammed the table in front of him, took out the scimitar from his waist with one hand and pointed it at Li Sizhao.
"My brother, you damn didn't find it!"
Li Sizhao stepped back, avoiding the table that was overturned towards him, and looked coldly at Yelu La, who was drawing his sword at him. Before he could come out, he saw the mysterious young man easily grabbing a folding fan from one person's hand.
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The man who had been taken away from the folding fan was covering his wrist with a look of pain on his face.
In Li Jing's hand, the folding fan was like a short one. With just one movement, it broke through the defenses of several people, and the long fluttering fan was also cut off with a swipe.
Something's wrong!
Li Sizhao's face turned pale. At this point, the mysterious young man had no intention of pulling out the long sword in the sword case behind him. He was afraid that these men would not be able to suppress him...
He pointed with his toes, and the stool that had fallen on the ground flew up and suddenly hit Li Jing's cheek.
Li Sizhao also turned over the table in front of him, beating his folding fan in his hands, and rushed towards Li Jing.
The hands of Li Sizhao, who were easily suppressed and beaten by Li Jing, realized that Li Sizhao had done it himself, so they rushed to both sides, but they only saw what was in front of them, and they didn't know how Li Jing used his strength, so they easily jumped up and kicked them to pieces. The stool in the air then leapt out from above everyone's heads and landed in the courtyard.
In this hall, there are three people standing vigilantly with knives, plus the one who was previously kidnapped by Li Jing, they are all looking at Li Jing carefully at this moment.
As for Yelu La inside, maybe Li Sizhao did not regard him as an enemy, and quickly chased him out without even looking at him.
The corners of his eyes were slightly blurred, and he knew in his heart that Li Jing was not that easy to deal with. While beckoning to his subordinates, he slowly walked towards Li Jing.
"Your Excellency's skills are quite handsome. You might as well reveal your true identity instead of pretending to be a ghost."
Li Jing was stunned and didn't answer. He casually turned the folding fan to the side, took the sword box off his back and threw it on the ground.
Li Sizhao had never stayed in Li Cunxu's military camp before, otherwise he would have recognized Li Jing's identity, but this time he was only a little wary, folded his fan, and walked out quickly.
The few literati next to him, although they looked embarrassed at this time, also followed Li Sizhao closely and plundered the formation.
Yelu La, who was still in the hall, naturally refused to go out to wade into this muddy water. He glanced at the man who had also been poisoned. At this moment, his face also had a look of expectation, but he did not dare to act rashly. Then he looked at Li Jing, who was about to confront Li Sizhao.
Li Jing's hand suddenly flashed with silver light, and several silver needles flew quickly from between his fingers, easily stabbing several of Li Sizhao's subordinates, causing their internal strength to begin to disappear and no longer posing any threat.
But he actually directly touched the folding fan in Li Sizhao's hand with his bare hands. Gold shone between his palms, and he just casually stretched out his two fingers and gently clamped the folding fan.
Li Sizhao's eyes widened slightly, and his other hand immediately reached out and swung towards Li Jing.
Li Jing paused for a moment, let go of Li Sizhao's folding fan, then turned back and slapped several Jinxing thorns that Li Sizhao had thrown at him with both feet. While turning over, he pulled out the Longquan Sword from the sword case standing on the ground. Come.
The sword edge drew half way on the ground, then he lifted it up from the bottom, and hit a sneak attack from behind. The long sword collided with the long knife in his hand, and the man's long knife was split into two halves in an instant.
The sword-wielding hand of Li Sizhao, who had sneaked up on him, looked frightened at this moment. When the sword broke, he wanted to pull away, but when he saw Li Jing's toes lightly touching the ground, the Longquan Sword in his hand penetrated through his chest. .
Bad person: Who is not a descendant of Li Tang?
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Chapter 216 Fighting
