Following the clues and clues they discovered, Ling Yun and Du Zhenghai finally found the hiding place where Wu Chunxin, who was holding He Tianci hostage, was hiding.
Wu Chunxin's face turned pale and she said, "Is it you?..."
Du Zhenghai stared at the woman in front of him coldly, and suddenly smiled, "I can't find you anywhere in the world - Wu Chunxin, you didn't expect that we finally meet again!..."
Wu Chunxin couldn't help but feel a little sad when she thought about the past, "After so many years, you still haven't changed."
The veins on Du Zhenghai's forehead trembled and he gritted his teeth and said, "But you have changed a lot!"
As he spoke, the long sword was unsheathed, flying flowers and jade were flying, heading straight towards the door in front of Wu Chunxin. Wu Chunxin quickly raised her sword to parry.
Two sword lights exuding murderous intent met in mid-air; white shadows and black shadows also mixed together. The sharp sword energy was like a tide, layer by layer, surging, and the surrounding wind instantly became biting.
Former lovers, now enemies, their swords were whirling, their bodies were turning, and they started a fierce life-and-death duel.
Here Ling Yun was also fighting with a group of Tian Xiao disciples.
He drew his sword with great speed, and his moves were elusive; his clothes were flying around, creating afterimages and setting off strong winds, which made people tremble with fear.
Although those disciples of Tianxiao have experienced hundreds of battles and have extraordinary skills, how can they be the opponent of Ling Yun, who has superb martial arts and excellent swordsmanship?
In just a few rounds, he defeated several enemies who came up to attack him. His tall figure was like a glimpse of light, and he broke into the inner room in a few steps.
He easily repelled the attack of the two Tsing Yi disciples who were holding He Tianci hostage, and then he snatched He Tianci cleanly with the "White Clouds Out of Xiu" gesture. His body was as light as flying, and he rushed out of the room after a few ups and downs.
Seeing that Ling Yun successfully rescued He Tianci, Du Zhenghai's eyes were filled with relief, and he said in a deep voice: "Brother Ling, you go first, I will stop you!"
Ling Yun cupped his hands at him and said, "Brother Du, you're done!"...
Just talk about Lingyun. He held the child in one hand and danced with the sword in his other hand; the sword was everywhere, the armor was torn and blood was everywhere.
Tian Xiao's disciples retreated one after another, and soon Ling Yun broke out of the encirclement and floated away.
Wu Chunxin and Du Zhenghai had already killed dozens of rounds in the blink of an eye.
Du Zhenghai's sword was like lightning, whizzing past with strong winds, forcing his opponent to retreat continuously.
After all, Wu Chunxin's martial arts achievements were not as good as those of Du Zhenghai. At this time, her palms were sweating, she was panting, and she was a little unable to resist.
Her moves were scattered and dangerous, and if she wasn't careful, she was hit by a sword and her blood flowed like a drop.
She screamed: "Haier, do you really not miss your past feelings at all?"
Du Zhenghai raised his eyebrows and said: "Shameless bitch, stop using sweet words. Do you think I will still believe you?"
As he said that, the sword power flickered, and with a "storm suddenly" move, the cold sword tip spit out a bloodthirsty cold light, and it was already touching Wu Chunxin's chest.
Wu Chunxin's expression was empty for a moment, and her watery eyes were full of light, and she said sadly: "Haier, do you really want to kill me? For the sake of the past love, give me a chance, okay? Let's start over... …”
Du Zhenghai's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and a cold breath suddenly emanated from his whole body. He squeezed out a few words through his teeth and said: "Just wait for the next life!..."
With a sudden force on his hand, the long sword penetrated Wu Chunxin's heart.
Blood gushes out like a spring. Wu Chunxin screamed, swayed twice, and fell to the ground.
She was still breathing hard, staring with a pair of absent-minded eyes, and said intermittently: "Haier, actually... I really love you..."
Du Zhenghai stared with a pair of scarlet eyes and laughed miserably: "Wu Chunxin, are you still lying to me?..." As he said that, he pulled out the long sword with force on his hand.
It was a bloody mess. The blood gurgled all over the ground and turned into a group of scarlet flowers, which looked dark, strange, and shocking.
Wu Chunxin's delicate body trembled, like withered leaves in the wind, and finally collapsed to the ground limply.
Her eyes were blurry and strange, and her face was as pale as a ghost; her lips trembled, she stopped talking, rolled her eyes, and her head hung down weakly, dying.
Du Zhenghai stood as tall as a pillar. The wind whimpered, blowing his somewhat messy hair and his pale and dull face.
Falling in love with Wu Chunxin was his first love. They had spent time before and after the moonlight, and swore an oath of love: "I wish to be a winged bird in heaven, and a twig on earth";
In short, how much he longed for love at the beginning, how sweet their love vow was; how much he hated her after knowing the truth.
It turns out that all true love is just an illusion; his love with Wu Chunxin is even more vulnerable. Just to protect herself, she betrayed him without hesitation and eagerness.
His self-proclaimed beloved lover's behavior and deeds had reached this point, which really made him feel disheartened.
So today, he killed her with his own hands, and he didn't feel any regret; on the contrary, he just felt happy in his chest, and the resentment that had been suppressed in his heart for many years was finally fully vented at this moment...
Du Zhenghai stood stiffly next to Wu Chunxin's body for a while, and suddenly remembered something; he couldn't help but slap his forehead, put away his sword, and ran towards Shiliting like flying...
Shili Pavilion outside the capital was the place where Ling Yun and Du Zhenghai agreed to meet in advance.
Long story short.
After Ling Yun and the hurried Du Zhenghai joined forces, the two of them discussed it and quickly made a decision: Du Zhenghai would protect the young master He Tianci, while Ling Yun rushed to Zuixianju to rescue the young master who was in danger. He Yuting.
Zuixianju Tavern.
Taoist nun Kongse suddenly heard that the Tianxiao disciple who was investigating the matter came to report that something happened to Wu Chunxin, and that the young master of the Houye Mansion had also been rescued, and she couldn't help being shocked.
She frowned and thought to herself: This time the matter has been defeated, and He Yuting must not be allowed to escape again - otherwise, how can she explain to Gang Leader Li?
So he loudly ordered Tianxiao's disciples to capture He Yuting!
Seeing that things had changed, He Yuting knew that he was in a very dangerous situation, so he, He Luwei and dozens of guards rushed out the door in a hurry.
Before he could reach the door, he was ambushed by several disciples in green and blocked him with their swords. When he turned around, he saw Taoist Sister Kongse coming forward with her men, who were like wolves and tigers.
This is really an interception in front, a pursuit behind, and enemies from both sides!
He Yuting couldn't help but groan secretly in his heart. The matter has come to this, and there is no choice but to fight to the death.
A brutal fight. In the chaos, He Yuting was hit by two swords on his shoulder and leg. Although the injuries were not fatal, blood gushed out like a fountain and the pain was unbearable.
Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people around him, but more and more enemies were besieging him, he couldn't help but feel despair in his heart, and thought to himself: "Is it true that I, He Yuting, am so obedient that I will die here?"
At this extremely critical moment, he suddenly saw a huge chaos behind the enemy, as if a pot of hot water was boiling; then he saw Tianxiao's disciples screaming in agony, being defeated, and running away like sea water at low tide.
He Yuting was stunned for a moment. Because at this time, he saw that the distance between that most friendly figure and him was shortening and getting closer step by step.
He was still dressed in white, cold and arrogant; as he turned around, his clothes were flying, and his tall and straight posture exuded an unshakable arrogance.
He waved his long sword, thundering and thundering; wherever he went, it was like pear blossoms dancing and auspicious snow flying, extremely free and elegant.
He Yuting looked at the familiar figure and behavior of the visitor in ecstasy. He couldn't tell whether he was sad or happy, and he was actually crazy for a moment.
In the blink of an eye, Ling Yun was in front of him, and with lightning strikes, he blocked the swords and hidden weapons coming from all directions. He said urgently: "Butler, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and protect the Marquis!"
In order to regain his composure, He Lu hurriedly responded, helped He Yuting and rushed outside behind Ling Yun.
Under the raging power of Ling Yunzhuo's fierce sword, Tianxiao's disciples retreated like falling flowers and water, and soon everyone broke out of the tight siege.
Ling Yun saw that besides the steward He Luwei, there were four guards accompanying He Yuting. He turned around and saw that the enemy was coming to kill him again, so he said: "You go ahead and meet up with a friend of mine at Shiliting; also, God's gift There too!"
He Yuting's eyes lit up, "What, Tianci has been rescued?"
Ling Yun nodded, "Yes, we will talk about the details later. The enemy is catching up soon, you go first, I will resist them!"
He Yuting silently looked at Ling Yun's black and white eyes, feeling an uncontrollable father's love surge in his heart. His wet eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist, and his voice was trembling: "Zhichao, you must be careful..."
Ling Yun looked at him and smiled softly, "Dad, just don't worry."
Seeing He Yuting and others walking away, Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief and turned around, only to see Taoist Sister Kongse chasing after him with murderous intent.
When Kongse Taoist Priest saw Ling Yun, her eyes on the white veil almost burst into flames, and she said ferociously: "Ling Yun, it's you who ruined my business again, go to hell!" The long sword flew like a strong wind. It hit like a torrential rain.
Ling Yun's sword flew away, and the sharp sword edge mixed with Kong Se's feminine sword energy.
Dozens of rounds passed in the blink of an eye. Ling Yun was calm and calm, and his sword skills were methodical; while Kong Se was out of breath and his sword moves were slow.
When the two of them were circling, Taoist Sister Kongse's murderous eyes collided with Ling Yun's clear gaze.
Taoist nun Kongse looked at him with a gloomy look, and said calmly: "Ling Yun, your martial arts attainments have improved a lot over the years!"
Ling Yun sneered, "Thanks to the Taoist nun's compliment, Ling Yun is a little flattered!"
Taoist nun Kongse's narrow eyes suddenly opened, her sharp eyes full of cold murderous intent, "But Ling Yun, don't be too happy too soon -"
The move suddenly changed, and with a push of the jade palm, a gentle wind hit the face with an overwhelming force. The strong wind was mixed with a salty and fragrant aura.
The flying sand and rocks were so ferocious that it was frightening.
Ling Yun couldn't help being shocked. This tricky move, this terrifying momentum, he had personally experienced once upon a time, and it once became a panic and nightmare that he couldn't shake off.
At that time, he was seriously injured under the attack of this vicious and brutal move, and was on the verge of collapse. Now Taoist Sister Kongse is using her old tricks again, hoping to fight him again with this desperate fighting method, causing both sides to lose.
When life and death are at stake, how will he deal with it? …
