Talented martial arts system

Ling Jing raised his brows, and suddenly felt that he was being tricked. Since Le Shi could tell at a glance that these three were the three ambassadors of the Persian Ming Cult, they must have gotten the news early in the morning, but It wasn't until now that he told himself that the meaning of this was worth considering.

"Brother Le, you should have known that Han Yu hired a master of the Persian Ming Cult, right?" Ling Jing asked in a cold voice.

Le Shi suddenly smiled wryly, and said, "Brother Ling, don't misunderstand me. I'm just following the princess' orders. Her Royal Highness said that you owe her a favor, and I need your help tonight."

Ling Jing felt a little upset. It seemed that Princess Jingzhen was too soft-hearted, so she repayed her kindness directly.

"Okay, but only this time." Ling Jing glanced at Le Shi, and then said indifferently, because Princess Jingzhu took good care of Lian Yi and saved Lian Yi several times, so he really should repay this kindness Yes, but to repay the kindness, in fact, one has to pay attention to skills.

The corners of Ling Jing's mouth curled up slightly, and he said via voice transmission: "Brother Le should have made a plan, and what about the martial arts of the Three Envoys of Fengyunyue?"

His understanding of the Three Envoys of Fengyunyue is still limited to the memories of his previous life. He only knows that more than a hundred years ago, the Third Envoy of Fengyunyue on Binghuo Island used his strange and peculiar martial arts to make Zhang Ji, Xie Xun and others have a big blow Unfortunately, but in this world, he is very vague about the martial arts cultivation of these three envoys.

Le Shi's expression froze, and he said: "These three people's martial arts are not simple. Brother Ling, have you noticed that woman has no martial arts? Among the three, this female martial arts is the best. If possible, I hope Brother Ling can help you. I held at least two of them."

"It seems that Brother Le is really going to be tough." Ling Jing looked at Le Shi and smiled slightly, and asked again: "Just hold them back?" [

Le Shi nodded and said, "Then please leave it to Brother Ling."

Ling Jing didn't say anything more, looking at Fengyunyue Sanshi on the bow over there, in the breeze, the skirt of that Persian beauty swayed slightly, sometimes revealing her smooth calf.

"Just this once. Go back and tell the princess that from now on, I, Ling, will never owe the princess anything."

Ling Jing swept his body, and flew into the night like a soaring wild goose, and a few jitters landed on the bow of the pier, his face was covered with a white scarf at some point, and his hands were behind his back. And stand.

Seeing that Ling Jing had already made a move, Le Shi breathed a sigh of relief, and then gestured to his subordinates at the side, but he didn't act immediately, thinking to himself: "When brother Ling and the envoy Feng Yunyue make a move, I'll go and intercept it." Get this shipment."

He has confidence in Ling Jing's martial arts, and he just asked Ling Jing to help hold back Feng Yunyue's three envoys. It's not difficult for him to think about it.

Suddenly there was a commotion on the pier, and the boatmen stared at the figure falling from the sky dumbfounded, and even stopped the movement of their hands.

The expressions of the two Persian men changed, their bodies moved twice, and they stepped on strange footwork. Between two steps, they blocked Ling Jing's retreat from one left and one right.

The woman in the middle giggled, and there seemed to be ringing bells on her wrists and ankles, and she said, "My friend, I don't know why you come to our cargo ship late at night, what's your business?"

The words are straight and round, but it is an authentic Central Plains accent.

There was a strange look in Ling Jing's eyes. He didn't expect this Persian beauty to speak the Central Plains dialect so smoothly. He said with a smile, "I've heard about Persian beauties for a long time, but I saw them today and they really deserve their reputation. This sister , how about we get off the boat and have a drink?"

The Persian beauty twisted her waist like a water snake, and slowly walked towards Ling Jing, the expression on her face was both sexy and sexy, and a part of her naked breasts were exposed on her chest, which was faintly okay Seeing the smooth and white breasts made my mouth dry.

"I want to invite someone to drink, but I don't want to show my true face. Little brother, don't you Central Plains people have the most courtesy, why don't you let my sister see your appearance first?"

Before the words fell, the Persian beauty suddenly moved, she really moved like a cunning rabbit, a gust of fragrant wind blew her face, and immediately turned into a phantom and leaned close to Ling Jing's chest.

And at the moment when the Persian beauty made her move, the other two Persian men also grabbed Ling Jing's arms from the left and right respectively. . [

Ling Jing remained calm, and said with a smile: "This sister is really in a hurry, there is no need to be in a hurry right now?"

With a wrong footstep, the surface of the body was covered with a layer of spiral force. As soon as the two Persian men grabbed Ling Jing's arm with both hands, they suddenly slipped and missed.

But the Persian beauty's move was much more ruthless, with her left hand forming a palm, she slapped Ling Jing's chest close to her body, and at the same time, with a hook of her right hand, she directly grabbed Ling Jing's face.

Ling Jing spun around, almost sliding past the Persian beauty's hands, changing footwork continuously, turning into a white ponytail, appearing behind the three of them in an instant.

"Wonderful, the martial arts of the three Envoys of the Persian Mingjiao Fengyunyue really deserve their reputation! It's just that the three dishonest people stayed in Persia, but what did they do when they came to us?"

Ling Jing still had one hand behind his back, the front of his clothes fluttered with the wind, and he looked at the Three Envoys of Fengyunyue with a calm expression.

A hint of fear appeared on Fengyunyue Sanshi's face, the masked man's high agility really opened their eyes, but at this moment they were enemies, not friends, so they couldn't help becoming more vigilant.

"Who are you?" The accent of the Persian man on the left sounded a little awkward, as if he had just learned the Central Plains dialect not long ago.

Ling Jing smiled slightly, and said: "I am no one, I just want to treat this beautiful Persian sister to have a drink. If the other two are worried, you can come with me."

Before he finished speaking, he flexed his fingers suddenly, and shot at the two Persian men with two forms of energy, and at the same time pointed his toes, and leaned towards the Persian woman.

"Phantom Sword Style!"

The two Persian men hurriedly dodged Ling Jing's force, their movements were strange, but their speed was astonishingly fast.

Ling Jing's sword didn't come out of its sheath, but the thousands of sword qi it produced forced the Persian beauty to back away. This Persian beauty was extremely skilled in martial arts, and she was originally a formidable opponent, but after Ling Jing used the "Phantom Sword Style" , but only "forced" her to retreat, Jian Guang pointed at all the directions in front of her, and sealed off all the directions in front of her. Although it couldn't hurt the enemy, it also made the Persian beauty very angry.

"Sister, please."

Ling Jing used his sword moves again and again, while dealing with the two Persian men behind him, at the same time, he kept forcing the Persian beauty back with his exquisite swordsmanship, and soon jumped off the big boat and galloped towards the other direction of the pier. (To be continued.)

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