He Lingjiang took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, I overestimated you."

After that, she took out the sword hidden in the big umbrella on her back and handed it to Poet He: "You can always use this one, right?"

It's a lightsaber, he's familiar with it.

Poet He nodded and felt something strange about the sword handle when he started to hold it. Only then did he realize that the sword handle had been wrapped and made into the shape of an umbrella handle.

"Okay, come on!" Before He Lingjiang could finish his words, he had already rushed forward with his soft sword in hand.

The men in black quickly gathered around him, and when Poet He saw it, he rushed into the melee.

He Lingjiang blocked the sword thrust from the man in black for him, turned his head and said to him: "I only have one request, you protect yourself, don't get caught easily again."

Poet He's face flashed with anger, and the sword in his hand suddenly became sharper. He said sternly: "Shut up!"

He was just careless when he was caught before. It does not mean that he is really weak and vulnerable. He Lingjiang should not underestimate him!

Poet He was aroused by her and immediately became a little bloody. Wherever the lightsaber touched, it would make a few cuts on the man in black.

While He Lingjiang was harvesting the man in black in front of him, he was distractedly paying attention to Poet He, and from time to time he blocked the sword of the man in black for him.

However, the purpose of this wave of men in black was to pester her. When she stabbed her with a sword, they did not resist her, but avoided her while dealing with her, trapping her on the top of the mountain.

After several fights, many people were injured, but only a few were actually killed and unable to move.

The other party has a large number of people, so if it drags on like this, it will be your own side that will suffer.

He Lingjiang's eyes were sharp, and she shouted at Poet He: "Back off!"

Hearing the sound, Poet He immediately flew away, turned around and saw her leaping into the air, flipping the seals quickly with her hands, then pushing down with her palms, and shouted softly: "Broken!"

A looming talisman suddenly appeared in the void, about half a foot square, pressing towards the crowd with great force.

Xuanyang secretly said something bad, and just wanted to tell people to disperse. Before he could say anything, he heard a burst of screams, and the men in black fighting around He Lingjiang fell in large numbers, including He Lingjiang who was far away.

The poet was almost knocked down by this wave of air.

He Lingjiang fell to the ground, and quickly drew her sword across the neck of the man in black who was lying on the ground. Blood flowed out from the sword. In an instant, most of the men in black who had originally surrounded her were dead.

She was nimble and could draw her sword very quickly. Xuanyang tried to stop her, but he could only save three or four men in black. The other two were not affected because they were far away.

Poet He was shocked, such a method is really powerful!

He quickly jumped to He Lingjiang's side: "I will deal with the rest, and you go and kill that old Taoist Xuanyang."

He Lingjiang chuckled: "You know how to choose the right person to start with."

The remaining few were seriously injured. He Xiancheng was only proficient in some boxing and kicking skills. Poet He could deal with them by himself. Although he could not gain any upper hand, he was not dwarfed by them.

Poet He grinned, licked his face and praised her: "I won't hold you back anymore. You are so powerful. It's no problem to take down the old master Xuanyang."

Xuanyang is naturally not difficult to deal with, but...

The morning light is dim, and the first ray of sunshine in the morning is finally breaking through the clouds and mist and shining on the earth.

He Lingjiang's eyes narrowed, and he quickly took out the big umbrella behind his back and opened it. He turned his palm and slapped the handle of the umbrella. The big umbrella with twenty-four bones quickly spun towards Xuanyang. She followed closely and stabbed with her sword.

go.

The umbrella rib was originally cut and polished from the toughest Nanzhu, and He Lingjiang later painted a few talismans on it to bless it. It spun so fast that Xuanyang had to retreat and avoid it.

Which is sharp.

He Lingjiang got out from under the umbrella and stabbed Xuanyang several times with his sword, never leaving his vital points.

Xuanyang drew his sword to deal with it, but was forced to lose his feet slightly by her sharp attack.

He was secretly shocked: This person is so difficult to deal with!

He previously thought that no matter how powerful this person was, he only had some mystical skills that were two points higher than him.

Now it seems that he has greatly underestimated her.

What she is good at is not just those techniques of summoning souls and breaking curses? This method of killing people is not cheap.

Those methods of drawing talismans in the void and forming seals as attacks are beyond the control of ordinary Xuanmen masters.

I just don’t know where this person came from?

He could only secretly hope that the formation he had set up earlier could stop this man.

Finally, the sun broke through the clouds and mist, softly casting the first ray of light on the world.

He Lingjiang flew up, caught the big umbrella hanging in the air, held the umbrella in one hand and the sword in the other, and continued to attack Xuanyang.

Xuanyang avoided it awkwardly. The sword could have cut through the clothes on his chest. If it had penetrated further, it would have hurt the vital parts of his chest.

He turned around and retreated behind a boulder, looked at He Lingjiang standing in the formation, and narrowed his eyes: This is the time!

He recited a mantra in his mouth, pressed hard with his palm, and heard a few clicks. Dozens of bronze mirrors suddenly appeared around He Lingjiang. A beam of sunlight was reflected by the bronze mirrors and headed straight under the umbrella.

He ordered Jiang Zhao to go.

Even though she was wrapped in a layer of clothes, she still couldn't help but feel a pain in her soul.

She quickly used an umbrella to block it, but the bronze mirrors were scattered in all directions. As the sun got higher, countless rays of sunlight reflected by the bronze mirrors shot towards her in the formation.

He Lingjiang suddenly felt that her whole body was filled with anxiety and pain. She groaned and sweat dripped from her forehead. She couldn't help but squat down and tried to protect herself with a big umbrella.

When Poet He on the side saw this, he couldn't help shouting eagerly: "Ling Jiang!"

He Lingjiang couldn't bask in the sun, he knew that, and he had been kicked by her countless times for this reason.

He had previously thought that, as the people in the mansion said, he just suddenly became ill and was particularly sensitive to sunlight, so he had to avoid it everywhere.

Now after listening to the conversation between Xuanyang and her, I naturally know that this is just because she is just a ghost in the body of Lady He Qi.

Since he is a ghost, he must never see the light of day.

In that book, no matter how powerful the ghost is, when it sees the light, it will turn into a wisp of smoke and disappear in the world?

Poet He was so anxious that he raised his sword and was about to chop off the bronze mirrors, but he was blocked by several men in black, preventing him from getting any closer.

He shouted loudly: "Destroy the bronze mirror, Ling Jiang, you try to destroy the bronze mirror!"

However, He Lingjiang's mind went blank at this time, with only a "buzzing" sound ringing in his mind, and he could not hear what he was saying.

Xuanyang couldn't help but smile when he saw her huddled under the umbrella but unable to escape.

Bronze mirrors suppress evil, and among the dozens of bronze mirrors, there is also a Bagua slaying evil array, which reflects sunlight from different positions and heights and shines directly on the people in the array. It can be said that there is no way to avoid it.

"No matter how powerful you are, no matter how powerful you are, you are nothing more than a wisp of ghost. Under the clear blue sky and white sun, you are no different from an evil spirit. God will punish you!"
Chapter completed!