"Stop talking. If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after we get out."
Yang Ji shook his head and said. From Jiang Jianqing's words, he felt a hint of ominousness.
His throat was also burning, and the smell of blood in his nose was getting stronger and stronger. As far as he could see, there were almost followers of the Tianyin Sect in all directions.
The imperial army was struggling hard, and Yang Ji's heart was as clear as a mirror. It was impossible for the imperial court to win this battle.
But there was a ball of anger in Yang Ji's heart.
He didn't want to give up, at least, Yang Ji didn't want to die here.
"Haha, if you don't say it, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to say it."
Jiang Jianqing smiled and said, he coughed twice, and there was a sadness in his voice. "Huangji Jingshi Fist" is extremely powerful, but consumes a lot of energy, so he usually doesn't use it when he is not in danger.
Try not to use it as much as possible.
The successive displays of "Huangji Jingshi Fist" consumed most of his blood, and Jiang Jianqing understood clearly in his heart.
Now, the blood strength in his body has been greatly depleted. Even if he gets through the current level, he will still be able to stand out and survive.
"Yang Ji, actually I am from the imperial court..."
Jiang Jianqing's back was turned to Yang Jidao.
"I know."
Yang Ji said calmly, his face calm. A believer in black tried to rush over, but Yang Ji just pointed his hand, and the "Guquan Sword" shot out with a swish of electricity.
Although the black-clothed believer tried to stop him with a panicked face, Yang Ji still shot him through the gap between his hands. The sword pierced his throat, and he fell down stiffly with his eyes open, mumbling in his mouth.
With Yang Ji's cultivation level and his superiority in realm and strength, it would be too easy to deal with such a warrior who only has the second level of martial arts.
Moreover, the vicious and insidious swordsmanship of the Tianyin Sect has long been cracked and thoroughly analyzed by him. There is no secret at all.
As soon as the black-clothed believer died, the people around him suddenly looked fearful and froze again.
"you know?"
Jiang Jianqing was a little surprised.
"Huangji Jingshi Fist..."
Yang Ji smiled and said lightly: "Who dares to add the title "emperor" to the royal family in the imperial court? Besides... you are too familiar with the imperial court."
Yang Ji had actually started to suspect it very early, but he just didn't reveal it. Jiang Jianqing was very familiar with the imperial court, even more so than people like Fang Bai and Chen Shien who had been to Langya City many times.
Moreover, his whole body was filled with a sense of decency, and he always stood on the court's side when speaking and doing things, unconsciously considering the situation of the court.
It is impossible for such a person to say that he has nothing to do with the imperial court!
"Hehe. Yes."
Hearing Yang Ji's words, Jiang Jianqing smiled slightly. Yang Ji always had a special power. When talking to him, he would unconsciously forget about sadness and danger.
"Actually, this time I went down the mountain, in addition to completing the imperial court's order, I also had another mission."
Jiang Jianqing turned back and glanced at Yang Ji: "That mission is yours."
"I?"
Yang Ji was surprised. This was beyond his expectation. Although he guessed that Jiang Jianqing had another identity, Yang Ji did not expect that the mission he performed would actually be related to him.
"Haha, yes, it's you. I serve the second prince of the royal family. There are many people like me who serve him. Every year, we have to search for suitable martial arts geniuses in the world on behalf of the second prince. What I received
The mission is to test you during this recruitment mission."
Jiang Jianqing coughed as he spoke, and a wisp of blood flowed out of his sleeve where Yang Ji couldn't see it. He pulled up his sleeve to cover it.
Jiang Jianqing's martial arts talent is far less outstanding than Yang Ji's, and he can't see through the flaws in his opponent's moves. For him, this fight is far less impressive and easy than it seems on the surface.
"Yang Ji, although on the surface this trip is all about Chen Shien's majesty and flattery from various factions, we all know that all of this is actually your contribution. Whether it is your mind, martial arts, or strategy, you are actually ours
The most anticipated one. Although the task of recruiting orders is not over yet, I have made up my mind to recommend you to the second prince. If I can get out alive this time, I will immediately send a letter to the senior brother in the sect and recommend you to him.
"
Jiang Jianqing said, his expression was superb, and when he talked about the second prince, his eyes revealed a strange light. It was admiration, respect, love, and loyalty from the heart.
Yang Ji remained silent. He kept listening quietly. Until Jiang Jianqing stopped, hesitated for a moment, and then said:
"...In other words, you haven't sent him the results of my investigation yet?"
"ah?"
Jiang Jianqing was startled and did not react.
Although he didn't hear Jiang Jianqing's answer, Yang Ji already knew the result.
Sighing, Yang Jidao: "Senior Brother Jiang, if possible, I hope you will not send this letter."
"Ah! Why?"
Jiang Jianqing was stunned. He only thought about inspecting Yang Ji and recommending Yang Ji to the "Second Prince", but he never thought about whether Yang Ji would agree.
The emperor of the Han Dynasty was extremely precious. Once he was favored by the royal family, it meant countless fame, wealth, and powerful power.
I don’t know how many people fought over this, but Yang Ji actually refused!
"I don't want to get involved in royal disputes."
Yang Ji was silent for a moment and then said.
"Haha, the dispute between the royal family? Junior Brother Yang, the world is all about the royal family. As a subject of the Han Dynasty, do you think you can escape? As long as you still want to obtain fame and gain greater power and status. The royal family
It’s a hurdle you can’t get around.”
Jiang Jianqing smiled. Although he said this, his expression became much more relaxed and he was no longer obsessed with getting Yang Ji to join the royal family and serve the imperial court like him.
Yang Ji breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. Indeed, being favored by the royal family's children is indeed a great honor for many people. It will also bring fame and status.
But Yang Ji knows very well that there are too many "talents" like Jiang Jianqing said. Joining the royal family does not necessarily mean you will get much favor.
And once you join the imperial court, you will have no choice but to serve those "princes", and there will be many things to do. The above order must be done even if it is really embarrassing. Jiang Jianqing himself is the best prince.
Yang Ji still has too many things to deal with, and he cannot just leave at any time according to the orders of the royal disciples above.
Joining the royal family has always been a double-edged sword. It may lead to glory and wealth, but it may also lead to death and death without a burial place.
Yang Ji must be cautious.
"Humph! These two bastards are so arrogant!"
Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore. A Tianyin Sect believer felt cruel and suddenly killed him with his sword. If there was one, there would be a second...
If the leader, deputy leader and others know that they are cowardly, waiting for them will be a punishment more terrifying than death.
"Buzz!"
There were clusters of swords in the forest, and the shining cold light joined together to kill Yang Ji and others.
Yang Ji and Jiang Jianqing's expressions changed slightly, they grabbed their swords and were preparing for the next round of "hard battle". Suddenly, a dense bumping sound came from under their feet.
This bumping sound is not different from the fluctuation of blood gas explosion, but belongs to another kind.
"Hooves clatter!"
In just a short period of time, a sound of horse hoofbeats as dense as a shower immediately sounded in Yang Ji's ears. Not only Yang Ji and the others, but also the surrounding Tianyin cultists were stunned.
In this chaotic battlefield, it is too difficult to form a neat sound of horse hooves. And, more importantly, the Tianyin Sect has no war horses at all.
"kill!--"
Shocking shouts and full of murderous intent came from the fog. Just a moment later, a figure with a helmet and armor riding a tall horse, shining with blood, suddenly rushed out of the thick fog.
"Wang Xian!"
Yang Ji glanced at the familiar tall and majestic figure in front of the team. Wang Xian, covered in blood, appeared in front of Yang Ji in an unexpected direction with a group of elite cavalry from the imperial court.
"careful!"
A Tianyin cultist shouted.
"Boom!"
Like a torrent of steel piercing the earthen wall, Wang Xian led the people to fight in a unique military group, sweeping the Tianyin cultists around Yang Ji into chaos.
Seeing this neatly arranged team, Yang Ji and Jiang Jianqing suddenly had a glimmer of hope in their eyes.
"His!"
Yang Ji held the sword with both hands, and the five "Guquan Swords" were like sharp harvesting weapons, piercing into the dense crowd of Tianyin cultists, and the screams suddenly sounded again.
boom!
Wang Xian knocked away a Tianyin Sect believer and got off his horse.
"Yang Ji, are you okay?"
Wang Xiandao.
"fine."
Yang Ji shook his head and said in surprise: "Why did you show up here?"
After all, a person's power is limited. No matter how powerful Yang Ji is, there is no way he can deal with the Tianyin cultists who are ten times, more than ten times, dozens of times... or even a hundred times, a thousand times more than him.
Only by gathering the strength of everyone can we make a difference.
"Haha, retaliation for retaliation, this is repaying the kindness you gave me in the martial arts palace for saving my life."
Wang Xian laughed.
Seeing Yang Ji's serious expression, Wang Xian stopped smiling and had a solemn look on his face:
"The army has been completely dispersed. I tried my best and could only gather so many people. This is also my limit. Although I come from a military family and am good at fighting, I don't know what to do with the situation in front of me.
——Yang Ji, please pay more attention. At this time, I can only think of you."
Wang Xian's eyes revealed a deep sense of powerlessness. He came from a military family, and a small captain was simply overqualified and underqualified.
The Tianyin Sect waited for work and dispersed the imperial army in a brutal way. But Wang Xian had the ability to pull together a team in this chaos and organize an effective resistance.
But this is Wang Xian's limit.
As a soldier, he does not have Yang Ji's "overall view" and ability to grasp the battle situation. In this situation, Wang Xian can only think of Yang Ji.