Chapter 190 Group Brawl

"Can you tell me why?" Ling Yunxiao asked a question that everyone wanted to ask.

Ling Lanheng said to his father calmly, "Since I have been married with my second brother and third brother, I can't leave them so unrighteous. This is one of the reasons. The second reason is that when I am with them, I can feel that I am a real person, not a doll at your mercy.

Ling Lanheng has a third reason why he doesn't want to see the shadow at the bottom of his heart suffer any harm. However, he didn't say this reason, as long as he knew that there was a reason.

Ling Yunxiao suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed: "Okay, Henger has finally grown up! I have my own opinions and my own partners. When a man is alive, he should have done what he wants to do. Why worry about so many things? Henger, don't worry about it. No matter what the result is, you are the father's good son.

Then, Ling Yunxiao turned to the swordsmen led by Liu Yangqing of Qinglan Sect in the Xuantian Kingdom: "If you have the ability, just take my son's life. However, Liu Yangqing, you can't do it! As long as you take action, none of these guys who came with you, including you, can leave here alive!"

Liu Yangqing's face turned cold: "Well, I didn't intend to take action."

Ling Yunxiao sneered: "In that case, come with me!"

With a bang, Ling Yunxiao's body turned into a five-color sword light and went straight up to the sky. Liu Yangqing then followed, and the two disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Kill them." Above the sky, Liu Yangqing gave a cold order.

Hearing Liu Yangqing's order, the swordsmen seemed to have taken a reassurance pill, and their momentum rose one by one. Thousands of swordsmen, if they can't kill these five people, they don't have to fool around in the Xuantian Kingdom.

"Galuro, you are responsible for protecting Xiaochan and Lingxi. If they lose a hair because of your negligence, I will pull out your bird hair!" Zhao Jingtian snorted viciously at Garuda. Without giving Garuda any chance to reply, Zhao Jingtian took the lead in rushing towards a large group of swordsmen.

Ling Lanheng held Tianheng in his hand and then rushed to the swordsman in the other direction. Zhang Yan flew away in the opposite direction from him.

High above, Ling Yunxiao and Liu Yangqing stood 100 meters apart, and both of them were staring at the situation of Shunzhou City below.

Ling Yunxiao's eyes focused on Ling Lanheng, while Liu Yangqing turned his eyes to Zhao Jingtian and Zhang Yan.

Ten elders of Qinglan Sect are entangled with Zhao Jingtian. All ten of them had jade-blooded strength and formed a sword array. A group of swords surrounded Zhao Jingtian among the ten of them.

They thought that it would be effortless to kill Zhao Jingtian at the same level with the strength of their ten people. Never thought that they were fighting more and more bitter in this battle.

Zhao Jingtian did not attack them. Even if they attacked the sword spirit, he only used his fists to break up these sword spirits. Compared with these ten elders' sword spirit, Zhao Jingtian only needs to punch. Naturally, his speed to disperse the sword spirit is much faster than their sword spirit.

Zhao Jingtian danced his fists quickly, and a fist wind surrounded him tightly. These swords hit Zhao Jingtian's fist wind, like a mud cow entering the sea and gone without return. The two sides fell into an anxious tug-of-war.

Compared with Zhao Jingtian's tug-of-war, Ling Lanheng's speed in that direction is much faster. Ling Lanheng held the Tianheng sword tightly, as if the sword had been integrated into his soul, which was very convenient. A strange and gorgeous sword skill of Tianjianzong was used from Ling Lanheng's sword, and any swordsman who approached him within ten meters was twisted into mud by his sword spirit.

Occasionally, dozens of smart swordsmen controlled their swords with mental strength. Ling Lanheng did not dodge and directly split them with a sword and bombarded these flying swords back.

Under the fierce impact of Ling Lanheng, the owners of these flying swords spit blood one by one and fell from the air like birds hit by a slingshot.

The flying sword is controlled by mental power, and the spirit is directly attacked by Ling Lanheng's Tianheng Sword. Can they not spit blood? What these poor swordsmen didn't expect was that Ling Lanheng could launch a spiritual attack while emitting sword spirit.

In fact, even Ling Lanheng himself did not expect that this Tianheng sword could be connected with his mind. As soon as his heart moved, the spiritual impact came out with the sword.

"You gave birth to a good son, how can I..." Seeing Ling Lanheng's excellent performance, Liu Yangqing had a faint trace of loneliness, as if he was talking to Ling Yunxiao and talking to himself.

sighed for a moment, and turned his eyes to Zhang Yan, who couldn't assassinate his son.

After practicing the Tianyuan sword formula, Zhang Yan has been able to emit the sword spirit of the three attributes in his body at the same time, using the five elements to defeat each other. This three-color sword spirit breaks the sword spirit of the Xuantian swordsmen who besieged him.

At the same time, the red moon in Zhang Yan's hand is a rare murderer. With each sword waved, the red moon can be accompanied by an additional attack of blood killing. Those guys who had never seen the power of Chiyue rushed to the front boldly. They were either beheaded by Zhang Yan or eroded by the blood-killing spirit and stabbed to death by Zhang Yan.

All the swordsmen are divided into three parts, attacking around the three righteous brothers Zhao Jingtian, Ling Lanheng and Zhang Yan. Due to the large number, not all swordsmen can rush to fight against the three people. The swordsmen who couldn't squeeze up found that there were still two women over there, so they moved to pick up soft persimmons. Two or three hundred swordsmen stabbed Ninglingxi and Yuwenchan with a ferocious smile on their faces.

Yu Wenchan grinned: "My husband asked me to stay here to protect your vulnerable sister, so that I can't kill anyone. Hey hey, now that they have rushed over, I won't listen to my husband's words.

Before Ning Lingxi could speak, Yuwenchan met the two or three hundred swordsmen.

These swordsmen saw that they were about to stab the tip of the sword into Yuwenchan's body. Unexpectedly, Yuwenchan's speed suddenly doubled, and these guys' swords were all stabbed on Yuwenchan's shadow.

Huh? What about people?" The swordsmen looked around, but they didn't see Yu Wenchan.

"Puff..." A piece of blood danced wildly, and the swordsmen suddenly screamed. They were surprised to find that their companions were either torn open in their neck or an extra hand came out of their hearts. A slender hand holds a heart that is still beating and presents it in front of the owner of the heart. The strange situation that many people will never encounter in their lives.

With a "bang", the heart was pinched into rotten meat by that thin hand, which was very disgusting and horrible.

"Haha, it's just fun." Yu Wenchan killed the first group of swordsmen who killed her in one breath and was about to pounce on the next group. What greeted her was the countless swordsmanship of the group of swordsmen who rushed up behind.

Although Yuwenchan is aggressive and murderous, she is not the kind of girl who kills people regardless of her own life. Seeing this overwhelming sword spirit, she spatted with hatred: "Da Damn it." However, the figure quickly escaped from the dense area of swordsmanship.

Bang bang... The sword gas hit the ground and smashed countless sword holes on the ground densely. If Yuwenchan had stood there just now, she would have become a hornet's nest.

Yu Wenchan laughed strangely and rushed to the sword gas again.

"Don't let this girl get close!" This group of swordsmen saw Yuwenchan's attack method clearly and immediately switched to a long-range attack with sword gas.

A lot of overwhelming sword spirit made Yuwenchan withdraw several steps in a row. Even if she was as light as a swallow and as fast as lightning, she could only dodge in the face of this large area of sword spirit.

Woth! Several lights were obviously different from other swords and flew sharply to Yuwenchan. If it is normal, Yuwenchan can naturally avoid it. But she dodged the large area of sword spirit. As soon as she landed, the sword spirit had already hit!

"Ah!" Yu Wenchan opened her beautiful eyes and exclaimed. Seeing these swords hitting his throat and heart, it was too late to dodge!

With a few thuds, a green phantom suddenly appeared in front of Yuwenchan, absorbing several swords.

Behind her, Ning Lingxi's voice came gently: "Xiaochan, this holy wood guard can give you an invincible split for three minutes. What should you do? It's up to you."