Talented martial arts system

"boom!"

With the sound of an explosion, King Huai'an, Ji Lehou and Lu Lao couldn't help but retreat seven or eight steps before barely stopping their figures.

Han Yu didn't move, Fengtian Temple was such a big place, and he didn't worry that the soldiers outside would dare to attack him, otherwise he wouldn't be the only one to bear the attack.

He looked coldly at the emperor who was protected by everyone behind him, and said coldly: "I will decide the fate of this dog emperor today, and anyone who dares to stop me will have a dead end."

"Hmph! Don't even think about it!" King Huai'an's face was as dark as water. In order to protect the emperor, his two sons were seriously injured now, so how can they fall short at this time.

"Overestimate your own strength." Han Yu sneered, "Since you are so stubborn, I will kill you one by one, and then I will see who can stop me."

After all, with a movement of his body, he rushed to the middle of the old Lu and the three of them, and with one against three, he actually suppressed the three of them firmly.

Ling Jing and Tang Hao had already been taken down by the princess and Lian Yi, Tang Hao had already been "comatose", only Ling Jing still had a sliver of consciousness, but was also seriously injured.

"Young Master, how are you?" Lian Yi was so anxious that she almost cried, because Ling Jing's injuries looked really scary, there were many wounds on her body, some places were even directly "inserted" into the flesh by gravel, Visible bone injury. [

"I-I can't die yet." Ling Jing gasped for a few breaths, his chest felt very tight, and most parts of his body became a little numb. Although the pain could not be felt, it was out of control.

Biting her lip, the princess was already weeping silently, standing by Ling Jing's side, she didn't know how to speak, if it wasn't for herself, he wouldn't have been hurt like this.And this is the second time.

Ling Jing asked Lian Yi to help him up, looking at the few people fighting in the field, his face was heavy.

King Huai'an and Ji Lehou are veteran masters. It stands to reason that their martial arts are extremely high, at least not much worse than Bai Lao.But joining hands with Lu Lao at this moment, the three of them may not be able to gain the upper hand.

"It seems that they are not Han Yu's opponents. Is the third heaven of artistic conception really that powerful?"

He has never been able to see where Han Yu's bottom line is. With the "Great Teleportation of the Universe" and "Sacred Fire Order martial arts", no matter who or how many masters this person is facing.It seems that he has always been able to do a job with ease, and no one has ever been able to "force" him into a hurry.

"Lianyi, give me my sword." Ling Jing's eyes flashed, struggling to stand up.

"Young Master, don't, don't move." Lian Yi hurriedly supported him, and said anxiously: "Young Master, you have suffered such a serious injury now, you can no longer fight Han Yu."

The princess also grabbed his arm and said, "Do you want to die? Don't you know that we are all worried about you?"

Ling Jing raised his eyebrows, his internal energy was transported to the palm of his right palm, and with a light inhalation, the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" flew to his hand.

He looked at the princess and Lianyi, and said calmly: "I only use one sword. With my current physical condition, I can only use the last sword. If Han Yu still can't do anything, then we are probably going to die together." .”

"Are you afraid?" He suddenly smiled, looked at Lianyi, and then at the princess.

Lianyi shook her head, forced a smile and said: "As long as the young master is around, I'm not afraid."

The princess looked a little pale, and the hand holding Ling Jing trembled slightly, and said: "I owe you. Naturally, I will die with you."

Ling Jing smiled, his body shook, and the two women were slightly moved away by two steps, then he closed his eyes gently. [

After a while, the blade of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" trembled slightly twice.A layer of pitch-black sword energy floated gently on the sword body, like flowing water.

At this moment, if you look carefully, you will find that Ling Jing's palm is not attached to the hilt of the "Emperor Dragon Sword" at all, but there seems to be a kind of attraction, which firmly absorbs the hilt in the palm, and the void suspended.

"Forget yourself, I don't know if this sword is right or not. But no matter what, I can only gamble once."

He is currently seriously injured, and he is basically urging the second move of swordsmanship. This time, it will be his last blow.

Suddenly, Ling Jing opened his eyes, and there seemed to be two lightning flashes in his eyes, as if they were real.

"go with!"

Ling Jing raised his right hand and turned it into a sword finger, the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" was shot out like a swimming dragon, the black sword energy shattered the ground it passed along the way, leaving a trail several feet long, A shattered field four or five feet wide.

"Ok?"

Han Yu, who was dealing with the elder Lu and the other three, suddenly frowned, feeling an astonishing sword energy "forced" towards him.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a torrent of black sword energy, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect Ling Jing to be able to strike again at this time.

"This kid is very persistent."

The corner of Han Yu's mouth curled up, and a white stream of air gathered in front of him. With a shock, he immediately drove the three of them away, and then rushed towards the black torrent.

"The universe has moved!"

The black sword energy was sucked in the middle of his two palms, and there was a stalemate immediately.

Immediately, Han Yu twisted his hands, intending to attract this powerful sword energy to attack Lu Lao and the three of them.

"Go!"

The three elders, Lu and Lu, were all veterans of many battles, and they immediately saw Han Yu's intentions. The three of them surrounded Han Yu from three directions, and Yang Mu also drew his sword at this time.

hum!

Yang Mu's weapon had a strange shape, and several filaments came out of a soft handle, stabbing at King Huai'an.

At this moment, an astonishing scene appeared.

The sword aura in Han Yu's hand was suddenly blown away by the wind like a cloud, and the originally astonishing sword aura disappeared in an instant.

"what happened?"

Han Yu felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly withdrew and flew back, but suddenly stopped.

At some point, Ling Jing had appeared behind Han Yu, a sword pierced his back, and a section of the sword came out from his chest.

"Master Han, the real sword is actually here."

Han Yu's expression froze, and his shoulders trembled slightly, forcing Ling Jing's weapon out of his body. This force brought Ling Jing back ten or twenty steps.

Ling Jing staggered to a halt, stabbed his sword into the floor, panting heavily.

"What is this sword called?" Han Yu's chest was already stained red with blood, but he still had the air of a master, and asked solemnly.

Seeing that Han Yu was injured, Yang Mu was shocked, and quickly abandoned King Huai'an to guard Han Yu's side.

"Master, are you injured?"

Han Yu waved his hands, just looking at Ling Jing.

Ling Jing forced a laugh, his face turned even paler, and he said: "Forget yourself, this sword is called "Annihilation"."

"Annihilation?" Han Yu suddenly burst out laughing, then coughed twice, covering his chest, and said, "Brother Ling, you are definitely the scariest swordsman I have ever met. I can't feel at ease for the rest of my life, do you still have the strength to use this kind of swordsmanship again?"

The figure moved steeply, turning into a meandering curve, and rushed towards Ling Jing.

"It's over now." Ling Jing's heart sank, "Annihilation" is the artistic conception level [-] heavenly swordsmanship that he just comprehended, but at this moment, he is seriously injured, and the fundamental way is to make a second sword. At this moment, can he just close his eyes and wait for death? ?

"stop!"

King Huai'an was in a hurry, and the three of them teamed up and chased him from behind.

bump!

Ling Jing felt as if he had been hit hard, he felt his body flying up suddenly, his mind was in chaos, and then his eyes dimmed, he didn't know anything, he just vaguely heard someone exclaiming and shouting angrily.

More than a month later, in the palace of King Huai'an, there was an exquisite living room.

A beautiful woman was sitting on the edge of the bed and weeping silently. A young man was lying on the bed, his face was pale and haggard, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he had died.

Crunch!

The door of the room was opened, and several figures walked in.

"Madam, go and rest for a while, you didn't sleep last night." It was King Huai'an who spoke, and behind him stood Zhu Junmi and Wan'er who had just recovered from serious injuries.

The concubine shook her head and said: "I won't go, if Xu'er doesn't wake up for a day, then I won't leave him for a day."

King Huai'an sighed, looked at his son on the bed, and felt guilty again.

The three of them worked together that day, and they were barely able to confront the seriously injured Han Yu. In the end, if the man's injuries hadn't gotten worse, the emperor might have been in danger. Curtain fled.

But Ling Jing got Han Yu's palm at the last moment, and never woke up again.

"Mother, don't be too sad, if the second brother sees you like this, he won't feel well either." Wan'er lay on the princess' lap and comforted her.

A few drops of tears dripped from Wang Hao's eyes, she stroked Wan'er's hair, and said: "Our Zhu family owes your second brother too much, if he can't wake up, then mother"

"No, mother." Zhu Junmi said in a deep voice: "Although the second brother's pulse is weak, but his inner strength is profound, and his vitality has not been cut off. Sooner or later, he will wake up."

What happened outside, Ling Jing didn't know at all. He didn't know when his consciousness was trapped in an endless space, surrounded by a vast expanse of whiteness. There is no end to it.

"Is anyone there? Mad, is there anyone? System, where did you die?" Ling Jing ran wildly for a while, and then roared out of breath.

"This is the inner space of the system. The host's body functions have begun to completely fail. It is estimated that he will die in sixteen hours. You are automatically deterred here."

"Damn, you've finally spoken." Then Ling Jing was startled and said, "You said I'm going to die?"

"Yes, according to system estimates, the chance of the host surviving is less than [-] percent."

"Damn, how could this happen?" Ling Jing suddenly felt empty in his heart. He has struggled in this world for so long, his martial arts have improved step by step, and he has someone he likes, but suddenly someone told him, You are going to die, how could he accept it.

"No, how can I die, I will definitely not die!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point to vote, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users, please go to m read.)

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