Before he finished speaking, Jing Nian was already in front of Zhao Niantong and struck Zhao Niantong's chest with the "Buddha's Light" move. Zhao Niantong was on guard before he spoke. When he saw Jing Nian move, he jumped back and managed to avoid this move.
Seeing that the blow missed, Jing Nian used his strength and stepped sideways again. His right hand changed from a palm to a grasp, and grabbed Zhao Niantong's neck.
Zhao Niantong was shocked and hurriedly exerted force on his waist and tilted his head back. Before Jing Nian could use the move, he lowered his forearm and hit Zhao Niantong's face directly with his right palm. At this time, Zhao Niantong's upper body was already hanging in the air and he had nowhere to hide, so he could only move his head desperately. Although the face was spared, the shoulder was hit by the palm.
Seeing this, Pan Suxuan unsheathed his long sword and stabbed directly at Jing Nian's back and heart. Jing Nian dodged to the side. Pan Su Xuan didn't wait for him to stand firm. With a shake of his sword, the sword's edge turned into thousands of white lights and went straight towards Jing Nian.
Jing Nian was shocked and said: "Qinglong Sword Technique?!" Pan Suxuan didn't say anything, moved his right foot forward, flicked his wrist, and struck Jing Nian's left shoulder from top to bottom.
Jing Nian was very fast and jumped back. Pan Suxuan stepped forward to catch up. Without stopping, the sword tip was pointed straight at Jing Nian's lower abdomen.
Jing Nian did not dare to neglect, he quickly exhaled and contracted his abdomen, leaned back, jumped more than three feet away, pointed at Pan Suxuan with his hand and said: "You...where did you steal the sword technique from?"
Pan Suxuan used three swords in a row to force Jing Nian back. Taking advantage of this gap, Chen Mo had already lifted Zhao Niantong up and retreated to the broken wall. Pan Suxuan saw that Zhao Niantong's face was pale and his right shoulder was drooped, which showed that his collarbone was broken. Looking around, more than a dozen men in black have surrounded the four of them. If Nian Tong is not injured, the four of them will definitely be able to break out of the siege with all their strength. But now that Nian Tong is injured, one person still needs to take care of him. If you want to break out of the tight siege, your chances are as high as the sky.
Jing Nian saw Pan Suxuan frowning and said nothing, and sneered: "Even if you learn one and a half moves of the Qinglong Sword Technique, the sword technique is useless without the Qinglong Sword and Dragon Song Divine Technique. I advise you to surrender quickly and don't make any unnecessary resistance. The old monk is merciful and promises to keep your body intact."
Zhang Yi took a step forward and whispered to Pan Suxuan: "I'll hold them back, you go first." Pan Suxuan was stunned, shook his head and said: "No, Monk Jingnian is very powerful in martial arts, these men in black are not ordinary people, it's me. Work with Zhang Daxia to defend against the enemy, and let Mr. Chen cover Nian Tong’s retreat.”
Zhang Yi smiled slightly and said: "Now it is impossible for us to escape unscathed. I have lived enough as an old bastard. You are still young and the ups and downs of this world have not yet been paid off. Wouldn't it be a pity to die like this? Besides, If we fight alone, I'm afraid I'm still a little better than you, and it's more than enough to deal with this pure thought. Listen to me, you go quickly."
Jing Nian laughed loudly and said: "None of you can even think about leaving! Today the old monk will stew you with a spoonful!" After speaking, he shook his shoulders, threw off the loose monk's robe, revealing a short skirt, and took out a robe from behind. He stabbed the stainless steel eyebrows, raised his hands, and said loudly: "Will you come one by one or three of you together?"
Zhang Yi thought to himself when he saw this, in martial arts it is said that a weapon is one inch longer and stronger, and one inch shorter is more dangerous. This old monk dares to use such a short weapon, so he must be very skilled in light skills. I need to be careful about him fighting at close range. "Thinking like this, he placed the single sword in his hand across his chest in a "hiding sword pose" to guard against Jing Nian's surprise attack.
At this time, I suddenly heard the old man Tianqi say: "Messengers, let's just stop here and don't hurt the harmony. What do you think?"
Pan Suxuan and others looked around and saw Baozhuhua, Yinyugua, Tongyugua and the old man Tianqi, Hou Yi and Hou Zhong fighting together. Jin Yugua and Hou Xiao were lying on the north and south side of the courtyard wall. Judging from the location, the wall of the courtyard where he was hiding should have been knocked down by Jin Yugua.
Baozhuhua has two melons to help, and the situation changes drastically. Although the old man Tianqi also has Hou Xiaohouyi to help, he suffers from the weapons. Both of them use scimitars, and they are obviously at a disadvantage against double maces and large axes.
The bronze and jade melon is extremely powerful, and the big ax in its hand dances like a wheel. The silver jade melon's maces also move in a fierce way. Together with the willow-leaf scimitar of the precious pearl, these two are strong and the other is soft, and they work well together. The clothes were so perfect that they forced the old man Tianqi and the second candidate to keep retreating.
Pan Suxuan was puzzled. There were so many black-clothed men under the old man Tianqi. If they swarmed them, these Miao people would not be able to resist them no matter how skilled they were. The same is true for us. Monk Jing Nian only needs to join forces with two men in black, and the three of us will be defeated. It's an obvious thing, why don't they do it? Is there any hidden secret in this?
Seeing that Pan Suxuan and Zhang Yi were reluctant to take action, Jing Nian thought to himself: "This dilapidated Guandi Temple is inaccessible and is used as a meeting place. Apart from me, only the White House Master and the old man Tianqi know how Chen Mo and the others did it." Found this? No, if they know, Chen Xiaotian must also know it. If he mobilizes troops and horses to surround this place, we will definitely be unable to fly. Now the only way is to fight quickly and escape quickly. "
Thinking of this, he saw Pan Suxuan looking at the old man Tianqi and not paying attention to him. He didn't miss the opportunity before it came. Jingnian took a deep breath and suddenly jumped towards Pan Suxuan. Just stab.
Pan Suxuan did not expect that someone with the status of the old monk Jing Nian would attack by surprise. By the time he noticed it, the eyebrow thorn had already reached his chest, and it was too late to dodge.
Seeing that this move was about to pierce Pan Suxuan's chest, a cold light flashed suddenly. Jing Nian lowered his head and looked again. Half of the Emei thorn in his hand was left, and both thorn tips were cut off. In this stunned moment, a person flew up and landed next to Pan Suxuan. He tiptoed slightly, stretched out his hand and grabbed something on the ground.
After Pan Suxuan calmed down for a moment, he hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Master Zhang, for saving me, otherwise I would have died." Zhang Daoxuan said, "Young Master, you're welcome, you go first and I'll stop you." After saying this, he pointed a single sword in his hand and said, He said sharply: "As an elder, you actually attacked secretly. If word spreads, aren't you afraid of being laughed at by people in the world?!"
Jing Nian sneered and said: "Anyway, none of you will survive today, so how can a dead person talk nonsense?" Zhang Daodao: "What a loud tone! Let's see if you have this ability."
As soon as he finished speaking, the single sword in his hand struck at Jing Nian's left shoulder. Jing Nian ducked sideways, raised the tail of the Emei thorn in his left hand, and pointed it at Zhang Yi's chest. Zhang swung his sword to block, and heard a swish sound. Jing Nian jumped out again, and a section of the tail of the Emei thorn in his left hand was also cut off.
Jing Nian was furious and shouted: "What kind of weapon are you talking about?" Zhang Yi smiled and said: "This is called a single sword. Don't you know this, old monk?"
Jing Nian said angrily: "Nonsense, let me ask you what kind of knife is this?!" Zhang Yi gently stroked the single knife in his hand, and the blade glowed with dark brown light in the sunlight, and said: "Have you ever heard of the Black Jade Knife?!"
Jing Nian was shocked, took a step back and said: "Is this the most holy among swords, the indestructible black jade sword?" Zhang Daodao: "The old monk still has some knowledge. Since he knows how powerful it is, why not get out of the way quickly, be careful to become a sword." The souls of the dead."
Jing Nian hesitated for a moment, then suddenly shouted: "The Moyu knife is in the hands of this old man, whoever grabs it will get it!"
Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment, then secretly said: "No, something bad is going to happen this time!"
