The gleaming white steel knife struck down, with murderous intent, and slashed towards the people on the ground.
Tang Zhiwu slumped on the ground, unable to resist any longer. He saw the sword being slashed in front of his eyes. He knew that evil retribution was about to appear and he would not be able to escape again. He shouted in his heart: My life is at stake!
It was too late, but it was fast. At the moment when the big sword struck down, a silver-white long sword stretched out from the side and held the steel knife that was swinging quickly. Only two "clang" sounds of gold and iron were heard, and sparks immediately flew everywhere.
Jing Yan couldn't make a single hit and realized something was wrong, so he hurriedly jumped away. But he saw that the person who came was wearing a brown gown, with the scorpion yang pattern logo unique to the elders of the inner gate of Tangjiabao on the collar. He glanced at his face and his expression suddenly changed. The person who blocked his sharp sword was none other than Tang Yunting, the very senior elder in the Tang Family Fort.
Jing Yan's face darkened, and he became anxious. When would the Great Elder appear here? Has his motive for assassinating Tang Zhiwu been exposed?
Assassinating the castle owner is a treasonous crime. Since someone knows about it, then, in order to save his life, it is best to remove the person in front of him to save trouble.
However, Jing Yan had no grudges with the elder in the past and had no grudges recently, so he had never been able to do it. In addition, they had been working together for a long time and had a deep affection.
The secret was broken by him today, but it was quite a tricky thing.
Just as he was hesitating, he heard a strong voice: "Is the Great Elder soft-hearted? Why haven't you arrested the person who conspired against you?"
Hearing this, Jing Yan was even more surprised, and his expression changed instantly. The voice sounded so familiar. He followed the sound and saw a young man standing with his hands behind his back, with an arrogant look on his face. There were two other people beside him. A man with big shoulders and a round waist, one tall and one short, his cultivation level is not weak. The young man was only ten steps away from Tang Yunting.
There are not many people who can appeal to the great elder of Tangjiabao, but the person in front of me is undoubtedly one. Jing Yan couldn't think of anyone other than the Lord of the Castle who could have such great magical powers, so he couldn't help but take a second look.
But I saw that he was wearing a porcelain blue tangled floral print crane cloak, with a green and auspicious cloud-patterned brocade belt tied around his waist. He had jet black hair, bright eyes under his eyebrows, and a tall and slender figure. He was as beautiful as a crown jade. .
It's okay not to look at it, but at this glance, it's really seven souls and eight souls that have dispersed. Who is this person? How could Jing Yan be so afraid?
But who is the eldest son who is not Tang Zhiwu?
Just because he saw the murder of Tang Zhiwu with his own eyes, and because the eldest son Jing Yansuwen was famous for his cruelty. If it falls into his hands now, where can he be easily let go?
It would be better to fight to death than suffer the punishment of living.
Having made up his mind, he summoned up all his strength and swung his sword.
Tang Yunting hurriedly raised his sword to stop him.
In Tangjiabao, from the fort master down, everyone is a swordsman. The great elder is a beginner in martial arts, and his Wudang swordsmanship is a skill that is called upon by gods. Later, he learned Tang Dao and was known as the "sword master". He had few rivals in Tangjiabao.
"Elder Jing, please listen to me. The eldest son is recruiting experts. Your skills are no less than mine, why don't you take advantage of the opportunity to join me. If you continue to be obsessed with me, I might annoy him. If they all attack each other, we will all be destroyed."
"Now that the matter has come to this, I no longer have any worries. To be honest, I followed Tang Zhiwu in the first place just for revenge. As time goes by, I really admire Tang Zhiwu's conduct as a person. He is worthy of being a hero of his generation!" Jing Yan said. Here, after a pause, he continued:
"The eldest young master has always been ruthless and ruthless, which I don't like. I advise you to escape as soon as possible, otherwise you may be killed in the future."
Jing Yan said these words frankly, he had long been determined to die, but he also lost his fear.
"hey-hey"
But I heard two chuckles, the laughter was full of treachery, and then I heard the eldest son's voice, "He is absolutely right! Tang Yunting, you have to think carefully before taking action!"
"Heaven and Earth, I order you to take down the rebels!" The eldest son said to the two followers beside him.
After receiving the order, the two of them flew towards Jing Yan to kill him.
"Great Elder, please save me!"
As Jing Yan and Tian Can Dique started fighting, Tang Zhiwu hurriedly called for help from Tang Yunting.
Tang Yunting flew toward the Tang Fort Master, but saw the figure in front of him flicker, and someone blocked him.
He looked up and saw that this person was none other than Mr. Tang.
"Tang Yunting, you have to stand in line. I remind you that Tang Zhiwu is not dead! If you save him now, you are going against me. Besides, you won't get any benefits from him! Once he dies, you can still Rely on whom?"
These words made Tang Yunting's heart tremble, and his eyes, which were mostly black and white, turned briefly, and then stopped moving forward.
"Tang Wenlong, you rebellious son! How dare you kill your father and usurp the throne!"
Tang Zhiwu shouted at the eldest son. At this time, he was seriously injured and dying, but if he sought medical treatment in time, saving his life would not be a problem.
The eldest son glanced at the old man, raised the corner of his mouth with a touch of sarcasm, and said: "You can't blame me. It's all because of you. If you dote on Tang Wenhu like this, after a hundred years, I won't be able to hold the position of Lord of the Castle. ? If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth. This is what you taught me."
These words made Tang Zhiwu, who was already seriously injured, so angry that he could not speak. He could only vomit blood. But I heard the traitor still saying:
"When I kill Jing Yan, I will declare to the outside world: 'Elder Jing and Perak Hall conspired to kill the old fort master, and I was instrumental in the rescue. The old fort master left his last words, asking me to assume the position of the fort master and take charge of the overall situation!'"
Hearing that this rebellious son had the intention of killing his father and usurping the throne, Tang Zhiwu was furious, but now he was seriously injured, as if he was a piece of flesh on his limbs.
The eldest son waved his hand, and Tang Zhiwu returned to the west.
The two sides had been fighting for more than a hundred rounds. Although Tian Can Di Que had the numerical advantage, he still couldn't capture Jing Yan, who was fighting alone.
The eldest son rolled his eyes at Tang Yunting and said, "I heard that you and the person named Jing have been friends for many years! This makes it very difficult for me to handle!"
Tang Yunting's heart moved, and he heard the hidden meaning behind the eldest son's words, asking him to take action and capture Jing Yan himself.
"Elder Jing is offended. The lives of my whole family are in the hands of the eldest son. I have no choice."
After finishing his words, Tang Yunting's figure moved, but he rushed towards Di Que. He stretched out the swords and knives in his hands and swung them towards the opponent's upper plate.
Seeing the move coming, he was about to take five steps to spatter with blood, but he saw a three-section stick sticking out from the side, blocking Tang Yunting's attack forcefully.
But a scream was heard, and Jing Yan was already hit by Di Que, who was lying on the ground.
It turned out that Tian Can Di Que's cultivation level was mediocre, but the reason why he could fight Jing Yan without losing in every move was because of a strange formation. The two of them were taught by strangers in their early years and learned a strange formation called "Tian Xuan Di Zhuan", which was both offensive and defensive and very powerful.
Just now, Tian Can and Di Que were concentrating on dealing with Jing Yan, but Tang Yunting suddenly attacked him. Seeing that Di Que's life was about to be destroyed by the butcher's knife, Tian Can hurriedly jumped out of the formation and raised three sticks to hold him back. But he didn't expect that at the same time, Jing Yan's broadsword also cut towards the lower plate of the ground. He blocked Tang Yunting's attack, but still stabbed Jing Yan.
Seeing this, the eldest young master frowned and his eyes turned with anger. Tian Can and Di Que were two of his most capable generals. How could he not be angry if they were destroyed in one fell swoop? He couldn't help shouting: "Tang Yunting, what do you mean?"
Tang Yunting said disdainfully, "Tell your little soldiers to retreat. Relying on more to win is not what a man does!"
"Okay, okay! I want to see if you are so powerful that you can capture Jing Yan by yourself! I want to be the first to say ugly things. If you can't hold him, be careful about the lives of your family!"
The eldest son said, waving his hand.
When Tian Can first saw that Di Que was injured, he knew that the "Tian Xuan Di Zhuan" formation had been broken, and he alone was no match for Jing Yan, so he had no choice but to rely on his dexterity and light skills to persevere, but did not dare to launch an attack again. When he saw the eldest son signaling to retreat, he dragged the corpse off the ground and left as if he was receiving an amnesty.
Tang Yunting slowly approached, stopped three feet away from Jing Yan, clasped his fists, and said, "Elder Jing, please come!"
Jing Yan also bowed to the other party, expressed his gratitude, and said: "Thank you for saving the siege just now. If you hadn't taken action, I wouldn't have been able to defeat those two people alone."
The great elder just gave a helpless look in return and did not answer, but he was filled with guilt in his heart.
Tang Yunting and Jing Yan were always on the same page, but today when he saw him in trouble, he couldn't help him. Instead, he wanted to act as his accomplice and become his opponent.
"First Elder, you are not confused. Since you know that the eldest son is a human being, why should you act like a tiger and not think about the choice? That day the spinning formation has been broken. If you and I join forces, even if there are many soldiers in front of us, who can stop you and me? "Jing Yan advised.
Tang Yunting glanced at him and couldn't help but let out a long sigh and said, "I don't know how cruel the eldest son is. It's just that the lives of my whole family are in his hands. If you just go away like this, I'll be happy. It's pitiful for me." My eighty-year-old mother is going to be killed."
Hearing this, Jing Yan woke up from a dream and understood the great elder's wishful thinking. He couldn't help but sigh, and said instead: "I have always admired your Wudang swordsmanship, but I don't have time to ask for advice on weekdays. Today we meet in a narrow way. Lu, why don’t we all use our special skills and beat him to death?”
