"boom"
With a long loud noise, the sword edge fell around Lin Dan with its anger, and several sword edges passed through Lin Dan's body. The power shook the ground near Lin Dan, raising a cloud of smoke and dust, Lin Dan and several A Feixing Pavilion disciple was swallowed up by the smoke and dust.
Several Feixing Pavilion disciples fell around the smoke and screamed in the burst of cold air. The smoke dispersed with the mountain wind. Lin Dan's hands fell slightly and slid to his neck. His expression was painful. The muscles in her cheeks trembled slightly, and blood gushed out from her mouth. She looked at Ding Yuqin in the distance and struggled to say three words: "Little... junior... sister."
"Boom"
Lin Dan fell down.
"Yu Qin..." Ding Haohui shouted with a panicked expression and stopped what he was doing, as if time had stood still for him, his expression sluggish.
"Yu Qin..." Qiao Lingzhu opened her big eyes, her eyes were distracted, flashing with the sadness of her mother. The stubborn Qiao Lingzhu suddenly came back to her senses, her eyes were filled with hatred for Mu Lingtian, all of this was Mu Lingtian's fault. Caused.
Qiao Lingzhu held the long sword in her hand tightly, making a squeaking sound, biting her red lips with her white teeth, and Qiao Lingzhu's half-crouched body fiercely charged towards Mu Lingtian.
A gust of wind blew past Ding Haohui. Only then did Ding Haohui react and wanted to stop Qiao Lingzhu, but it was too late and had to follow him.
Mu Lingtian looked at Ding Yuqin in the distance and frowned. The powerlessness in his heart made him hate that he was not strong enough, hated that he could not block the poisonous arrow, hated that he could only watch and had no ability to change. The loss made Mu Lingtian feel so small. With a guilty look on his face, Mu Lingtian choked up.
Qiao Lingzhu was approaching Mu Lingtian with murderous intent. Mu Lingtian felt the murderous intent behind him, and then he came to his senses, turned around quickly, and dodged slightly to the right, but it was too late.
"Whoosh"
When Mu Lingtian was distracted and sad, Qiao Lingzhu stabbed Mu Lingtian's newly injured left shoulder with a sword unexpectedly.
Two drops of blood spattered. In such a state, Mu Lingtian's condensed internal energy was less than 50% before he was injured by Qiao Lingzhu's angry sword. Mu Lingtian followed Qiao Lingzhu's force and retreated a foot away.
"Young Master..." Luoxue shouted, with a panicked expression, and her eyes were full of worry and distress. The ice beauty had a charming little woman look on her face, and her jade hands were clenched into fists on her chest, feeling in her heart A tight.
Mu Lingtian stomped on the ground with a fierce kick, and a strong breath shook under his feet, setting off a burst of smoke and dust. Mu Lingtian stopped, took a deep breath, frowned, and his face turned ferocious. His cheeks trembled slightly.
"drink"
Mu Lingtian gritted his teeth, groaned, and unleashed all his strength. An invisible energy enveloped him instantly. Mu Lingtian lowered his head slightly, his hair flying, and his ferocious face with murderous eyes. Staring at Qiao Lingzhu, he raised Canshang and struck a sword at Qiao Lingzhu.
"Swish swish"
Three sword edges rushed out with cold energy, flying towards Qiao Lingzhu along with Mu Lingtian's remains.
Naturally, Qiao Lingzhu couldn't dodge this move, and she didn't intend to dodge it, but Ding Haohui behind her chased after her, grabbed her collar with his huge palm, and pulled her back. But Mu Lingtian's sword was too fast, and Ding Haohui was still a little slower.
Mu Lingtian's first sword tip flipped around Qiao Lingzhu's waist and penetrated Qiao Lingzhu's abdomen fiercely. Qiao Lingzhu's face showed pain, and her abdomen was pushed by the force of the sword edge, dragging her body back and flying back. He pulled out the long sword that had stabbed Mu Lingtian on his shoulder. At this moment, the residual sharp edge slashed across Qiao Lingzhu's right arm, splattering blood. Qiao Lingzhu let go of the long sword in severe pain.
If it weren't for Ding Haohui's pull, I'm afraid Qiao Lingzhu's arm would have disappeared. Ding Haohui stepped back from Qiao Lingzhu, stepped forward, and used ten power to attack the second sword edge.
"Ding"
With a crisp sound, Ding Haohui knocked the second sword edge away, and the long sword in his hand was also cut off by the sword edge.
Ding Haohui was shocked. He didn't expect Mu Lingtian's strength to reach such an extent. In a panic, he picked up the broken sword in his hand. With the help of his left hand, he pushed half of the sword body and held it horizontally in front of him.
"Ding"
Ding Haohui blocked the third sword edge, but the force shocked his Dantian Qi. He was seriously injured, spitting out a mouthful of blood, lost his balance, and flew backwards.
"Haohui..." Qiao Lingzhu shouted and caught Ding Haohui flying toward him. The two of them rolled backwards and slid back nearly two feet before stopping.
Mu Lingtian originally wanted to strike with a palm, but saw Ding Haohui blocking it, so he didn't make any move. He stopped, looked at the injury on his left shoulder, and took a breath: "If you are forcing me, don't do it. Blame me for going on a killing spree..."
"Young Master..." Seeing Mu Lingtian stop, Luoxue rushed over with long strides. She pulled up the corner of her clothes with her jade hands, quickly tore off a piece of silk and wrapped it around Mu Lingtian's arm. Looking at the wound, Luoxue's eyes instantly became moist, and while bandaging, she She felt distressed and blamed: "The injury on my left arm is just right...Why don't you pay more attention, Master?"
"It's okay, this minor injury... just rest for a few days and it will be fine." Mu Lingtian looked at Ding Haohui and Qiao Lingzhu not far away, put away his wounds, turned around and walked towards Cang Zixuan and Ding Yuqin.
Cang Zi Black blood stains had stained her wedding dress, and her mouth had begun to turn purple. There were blood stains on the corners of her mouth, and she was helpless.
Mu Lingtian sighed deeply, squatted down in front of Cang Zixuan, pouted lightly, and said guiltily: "I'm sorry...it's all my incompetence..."
Ding Yuqin looked at Mu Lingtian with a faint smile on her face, smiling so happily: "Master Mu, you don't have to blame yourself. If it weren't for Master Mu, Yuqin still wouldn't be able to survive today, but thanks to Master Mu's appearance, Let me fulfill a wish before I die. I just ask Master Mu to be noble and not to argue with my mother. She... is actually very good to us, but she just doesn't want to say it..."
Faced with Ding Yuqin's request, Mu Lingtian could not refuse. In sadness, Mu Lingtian just nodded slightly and choked: "Okay, I promise you..."
Seeing Mu Lingtian nodding, Ding Yuqin felt relieved. She sighed deeply and looked up at Cang Zixuan with a look of pain on her face. She tried hard to reach out and touch Cang Zixuan's face. Zixuan quickly took Ding Yuqin's hand with his left hand and gently placed it on his face. He blinked in the midst of crying, and his big tears fell on Ding Yuqin's wedding dress, and he forced a smile on his face.
