Legend of Ling Tian

At this time, the team of cavalry had ran to the end of the street, and suddenly, at the order of five, the five hundred riders stopped together, like a knife! Suddenly stopped! Even the horse didn't have any reluctance, not even the one who sighed in the sky! Such cavalry is simply the ultimate killing machine on the battlefield!

Wu Bairan dismounted at the same time, but just made a neat "wiping" landing sound. Far away, it seemed that the leader was explaining something. In a blink of an eye, hundreds of people turned to nothing, and left quickly in all directions, leaving only a small team to guard the horses.

Ling Tian's face showed a smirk, "I'll test it and see how good they are."

Ling Jian eager to try, said: "Son, stay with me!"

Ling Tian hurriedly reached out to stop his body that was about to jump out, whispering: "You don't need to go this time; your former kills Nangong Le. Your body and physical strength have already been exposed. You can easily lock your rough situation from your sword path and compare the sword wound on the dead person. That is not fun, you need to add some accidents to make it more fun. This time it is up to you to play with your son. "Yeah, see me give Yang Kongqun the old boy a little more ecstasy to make him more confused, and then it's enjoyable." He said with a smile, his mouth moved towards the front.

Ling Jian looked at one glance and almost cheered. In which direction, there is a faint shadow about a figure who is lying in the shadow with extreme caution, not someone else, it is the "boss" Xue Leng! At this moment, Xue Leng's body moved slightly under the moonlight, which seemed to mean leaving.

Xue Leng was careful along the way, putting up two ears as much as possible, eavesdropping on the conversation of the people below. He eavesdropped several times in a row before he heard the whole thing.

Nangongle, the three sons of the Nangong family who made a special trip to the Yang family, was assassinated by a mysterious master in the dark night street tonight.

Knowing that this matter has nothing to do with the jade family he served, and the enemy of the Fengfeng Shui, since he is not concerned about others, Xue Leng has completely let go of his heart and is ready to find an opportunity to sneak back to Lingfu , Guard the little princess. But for the convenience of listening to the news, he broke into the center of the Yang family's search range all the way. Although there are opportunities to leave, he must not take risks. If he is led to the little princess by himself, he will be dead Too.

Was thinking about the way to get out of his mind. At this moment, a neat team of people in black walked slowly towards himself. Although Xue Leng was high on the roof, he felt the condensed murderousness of this team! It is clearly the master of the battle of decisiveness! Xue Leng was even more tense. It turned out that there was such an elite team in the Yang family! If these people are only ten or eight, they are not in his eyes, but those people are afraid of not less than tens of people. If Xue Leng suddenly reveals his tracks, it is entirely possible that he will be caught in a bitter battle! Thinking of this, Xue Leng hurriedly squeezed into the shadow.

"Pap! Pap! Pap!" Three tiles burst around Xue Leng's side! The clear voice spread far away in the silent late night, Xue Leng's dead souls all risked!

Which **** wicked ghost threw the tiles to Lao Tzu's side? ! Xue Leng almost scolded for export.

But now he has no time to complain. The traces have been exposed this time. In the distance, a few men in black leapt like flying, stepped on the roof like flat ground, and rushed quickly.

"The idea is here!" The next person shouted! With a few swishes, several men in black had jumped into the room. Daoguang moonlight, a piece of snow, according to Xue Leng, clawed his head.

Xue Leng was too late to sigh, and his body quickly floated, like a snow long sword out of the sheath, sprinkling a fan of silvery white, Dangdang Dangdang a few crisp sounds, Xue Leng has swung the striking weapon to the side, and at the same time his body was anxiously thrust backwards.

The sound of a gold blade splitting in the air rang behind the head, and the situation was urgent, and the force was fierce; Xue Leng was too late to look back, and a sword came out. "Clang", the sound of gold and iron fighting was particularly loud. Xue Leng sighed at the same time, and leaned down into the street below.

Although knowing that the other party's main purpose is to force himself off the roof and fall into the siege, he now has no choice! It's really "all wrong"!

Now Xue Leng has determined that the person who just throws the tiles must be the real murderer, at least he is also a party of murderers!

The body had not yet landed, and dozens of large knives had slammed down on Xue Leng's body. Xue Leng's body was falling, and a long sword in his hand, "Night Warfare" circled a layer of sword flowers around the body, Broadswords kept out of the circle, and his feet finally stood firmly.

Dozens of people in black surrounded him, and there were several masters on the top of the roof, which completely blocked Xue Leng's every escape route.

After a proper fight, Xue Leng already knew that the people on the roof were not weak. Although one or two teamed up was not their opponent, it would be a big trouble if they swarmed. As for the dozen or so people below, they are nothing more than elite troops who are less powerful than ordinary soldiers. Although they are not masters of martial arts, from the aspects of their eye movements, these people are all dead in the army. All are fearless and fearless. Fighting up and down, plus this group of dead men, if I want to get out, I am afraid it is quite difficult.

The most troublesome thing is that the other masters of the other party must be constantly coming at the moment! Once the opponent meets in all directions, then even if he has the power of the sky, he will definitely die tonight!

Thinking of this, Xue Leng's eyes showed a strong fighting intention. That being the case, then quick decision!

Long Sword Leader ~ www.readwn.com ~ As Xue Leng turned, the dragon stabs out like a dragon. This trick, without any fancy, sword of death! The sergeant in black on the front is still able to react in the future, and the long sword has poked in. The man's eyes suddenly burst into anger, and the body of the already-sword was not retreating, but with the last strength of his body, he rushed towards Xue Leng with all his strength. Under a rush, Xue Leng's long sword was just pulled out and penetrated into the throat of an enemy behind him, the guy with a big blood hole in his chest in front of him had already rushed to his body. He opened his arms and hugged him, and there was a noise in his mouth, and blood had begun to ooze from the facial features.

This is the fundamental difference between the dead soldiers in the army and the general guards or martial arts characters. The dead soldiers in the army face the death at any time. Everyone has a brave spirit to laugh at death, but it is better to die than to die. To cause fatal troubles for the enemy, also help your comrade-in-arms and friends to create a chance to kill the enemy! Even if you die, you have to put on a cushion!

Xue Leng's expression didn't change, his face sank like water, his body flashed, his feet tickled, and the rushing man rushed straight across the side of his body, puffed down, and at this moment, Xue Cooling had already Three swords were spun out, cutting off the arms of two enemies, while the other sword penetrated the head of a black man! The sharpness of the sword technique can be seen.

The sound of far-off roaring one after another, there are constantly masters rushing over here. The black masters who were originally on the roof of the house, when they saw the situation was wrong, looked up at the sky and sent a message, they jumped down and joined the siege of Xue Leng.

These few people came together, Xue Leng suddenly had great pressure. Originally playing while retreating, he had withdrawn a few feet away, but these few people came together, Xue Leng couldn't retreat in one step.