Volume 7: Ma Mingfeng Xiaoxiao, The Young Man Raises His Sword
The five killers in black were shocked when they saw Su Ling leaping from the house to the courtyard in an instant. Then they did not step into the house and turned towards Su Ling in the courtyard.
Su Ling felt a little more at ease when he saw them abandoning the house and approaching him. There was another person in the house, Yue'er. When he jumped out of the house, he asked Yue'er to stay there. After all, the house was dark.
, and also convenient for hiding.
"No matter what happens outside...find a corner and hide!"
These were the last words Su Ling said before jumping out of the house.
Now, these five killers are all closing in on him. At least, Yue'er is safe.
Su Ling thought of this, then looked coldly at the five men in black in front of him, and snorted: "I have just recovered from a serious illness, and I am far away from Longtai, Kyoto, but there are still people who care about me! Who is the master behind you? Tell me happily.
, save me the trouble!"
The five people looked at each other and laughed wildly: "Su Ling, are you crazy? Five of us will kill one of you today. How can we still be afraid of you?"
As he said that, a killer in black swung the ghost-headed knife in his hand, and then chopped off Su Ling's head.
Su Ling snorted coldly and did not dodge. When he saw the sword coming, Jiang Shanxiao in his hand pointed towards his sword.
With a sound of "Dang-", the two men's weapons collided.
The man in black felt his wrist was numb from the shock, and was about to draw his knife to attack.
How could Su Ling be willing to give him a chance to attack again? Jiang Shanxiao held the ghost-headed sword of the man in black with his right hand, and quickly reached for his back with his left hand.
There was only a clanging sound, and the seven-star sword was unsheathed behind him. A colorful light flashed across the night sky, slashing towards the black-clothed killer.
The killer in black thought that Su Ling was just a weapon, but he never expected that there was a seven-star sword behind him.
Su Ling's knife was fast and hard, and the black-clothed killer felt a flash of colorful light in front of his eyes. The next moment, he screamed "Ah--" and was cut in half by Su Ling's knife.
The smelly blood suddenly gushed out, and the bits and pieces in his intestines and stomach also flowed all over the floor in an instant.
Su Ling dodged and jumped ten feet away. Jiang Shan returned the sheath with a loud smile. He handed the seven-star sword in his left hand to his right hand. The tip of the sword was downwards, and blood dripped down the blade.
Su Ling raised his head and shouted coldly: "Which of you is not afraid of death, come here!"
The remaining four killers in black never expected that the change would happen in an instant, but in the blink of an eye, Su Ling had already killed one person, and they were all a little panicked.
Someone has already asked: "You... aren't you suffering from the plague and about to die?"
Su Ling sneered and said: "You are about to die... Your whole family is about to die! Who is that shrinking old turtle ancestor behind you? He even knows about my illness! Look!
If I beat you turtle grandsons until they hurt you and make you cry, that old bastard behind you will definitely not show up!"
The four killers in black suddenly showed ferocious looks on their faces and shouted: "Brothers, Su Ling is awesome, let's go together!"
As he spoke, the four black-clothed killers raised their ghost-headed knives in unison and raised them forward. The swords flashed and struck straight at Su Ling.
When Su Ling saw this, he sneered and said: "Gather chicken feathers together with a duster, I will just kill you and make you sweat!"
As he spoke, he waved the seven-star sword in his hand and headed towards the four killers who were charging towards him.
Su Ling had just recovered from a serious illness. He originally thought that it would be difficult to deal with four killers, but when Su Ling fought with these four people, he realized that these four people were not very capable. They seemed to be a little higher than Du Heng, and they were also able to travel through the house.
It's just a matter of light work.
If it was a one-on-one fight, Su Ling would have settled the battle long ago.
Now four killers surrounded Su Ling. Although it seemed that Su Ling was surrounded by swords in front and behind, and the swords were fierce, Su Ling was able to cope with it easily, without feeling any difficulty at all.
Not only that, Su Ling could easily counterattack and use several knives to force the killer in front of him to retreat.
If Su Ling hadn't recovered from his serious illness, these four people might not have been able to defeat Su Ling, and Su Ling would have killed them with his sword.
Although these four people's martial arts skills were mediocre, they were all strong and used their numerical advantage to surround Su Ling.
This fight was an even fight.
Su Ling knew that he couldn't delay for too long. If it took too long, he would lose strength. Moreover, although these five were more useless, the ancestor they talked about had not yet shown his face at all.
Thinking of this, Su Ling stepped up his attacks. Seeing an assassin in front of him getting closer and losing his position, he suddenly snorted coldly and swept the seven-star sword in his right hand towards him.
The sword energy was flowing vertically and horizontally, forcing the man to take a few steps back.
Taking advantage of this gap, Su Ling saw from the corner of his eye a killer on the left, holding his sword high and slashing straight at him.
Su Ling pretended not to have paid attention, and still swung the seven-star sword forward in his right hand. His left hand moved backward very quickly. With a clang, Jiang Shanxiao unsheathed it again, and an arc of light shot straight towards the chest of the killer on the left.
As fast as lightning, the sword flashed like a sharp flash, and in an instant the sword slashed the man to the ground.
The man screamed, let go of the ghost-headed sword, twitched and bounced a few times, and then died.
When the two killers on the right saw Su Ling turning to the left, they were overjoyed. They thought that Su Ling was fighting with all his strength against the killer on the left. They thought this was an excellent opportunity and struck at each other with their swords.
But they never thought that Su Ling had killed the killer on the left in an instant, so they became a little timid and moved a little slower.
Even if he was slow, Su Ling could already hear the wind of sword coming from behind.
But when he saw that he didn't turn around, he suddenly tapped the ground with his toes, jumped into the air, sword in his left hand, and sword in his right hand. Without looking behind him, the swords stabbed straight back at the same time.
But I heard two pops, followed by two screams of "Ah!" "Ah!"
"Plop -", "Plop -", the two killers fell to the ground in response, and the ghost-headed sword let go, with a clanging sound, and the two men were killed instantly.
The last killer right in front was relying on the strength of the crowd and wanted to take advantage of the situation to commit murder. Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed suddenly. Four of the five died, and only his old brother was left. He couldn't help but be shocked.
.
But now, he could only grit his teeth and yell: "Su Ling, you killed four of my brothers..."
But before he finished speaking, he saw an afterimage passing in front of his eyes.
The next moment, the cold tip of the rapier was touching his throat.
Su Ling appeared behind him in an instant, holding Jiang Shanxiao in his hand against his throat, and shouted in a cold voice: "Don't move! If you move again, you will be killed!"
The man immediately pulled up his crotch, threw away the ghost-headed sword in his hand, and repeatedly begged for mercy: "Su Changshi, spare your life, spare your life!..."
If he hadn't been afraid that the sharp sword tip would instantly cut his throat, he would have knelt down and begged for mercy.
Su Ling sneered and said: "Oh? You actually know that I am Chang Shi! It seems that your identities are not simple. If Liu Duan wants to kill me, he must send some capable people here. Why are they all you?
What a loser!"
Just as he finished speaking, Su Ling suddenly felt a strong wind blowing across the sky.
The strong wind howled, and the whining sound sounded in my ears like a ghost crying.
The sky that was originally bright with moon and stars suddenly became turbulent, dark clouds rolled in, and black air steamed up.
The trees around the courtyard were roaring and swaying, the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the black clouds in the sky were getting thicker and thicker, blocking all the light in an instant.
Su Ling's clothes were blown by the sudden strong wind, and she couldn't help being surprised.
Strong winds, dark clouds, and the city are about to be destroyed.
The sudden strong wind swept the entire old Zhang city instantly.
The dust in the sky was swept and carried by the strong wind, sweeping and rolling between the sky and the earth.
In an instant, the whole city was filled with dusty yellow.
Su Ling looked up and saw that the wind was really frightening. She felt a chill in her heart. She secretly felt that it was a hot summer night and there was no wind. Suddenly a strong wind blew like crazy. This must be something fishy.
Even so, he still shouted jokingly: "It's windy... Go home and collect your clothes!"
When the black-clothed killer he restrained saw the strong wind, his face suddenly became full of fanaticism. Looking at the rolling black clouds in the sky, he suddenly roared wildly: "Hahaha! The ancestor is here! Su Ling, you are finished! You are finished!"
It’s all over!”
Su Ling kicked him down and cursed: "If you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you first!"
However, the killer in black seemed to have ignored Su Ling's words. He straightened up from the ground, half-knelt on the ground, worshiped the black clouds rolling in the air, and muttered something: "The ancestor is supreme!
Save me! Save me!”
Only then did Su Ling feel that the black clouds in the sky seemed to be getting thicker and thicker. The thickest black cloud in the middle seemed to be rolling and surging, and it seemed to be heading towards his courtyard.
Su Ling was a little surprised, thinking that the rolling black clouds were really weird, so he returned the seven-star sword to its sheath, holding Jiang Shanxiao tightly in his right hand, and concentrated on guarding.
But the black cloud was seen rolling in, getting closer and closer to Su Ling's yard, and actually getting lower and lower, almost completely pressing down on the yard more than ten feet above the yard.
Suddenly, several scarlet rays of light suddenly flashed through the rolling black clouds. As the rays of light flashed, a faint human voice came out: "Su Ling... Junior, your skills are pretty good. If you polish it a few more times,
Years later, I can really achieve something, but it’s a pity! You are going to die today!”
Su Ling snorted coldly, pointed the long sword in his hand at the black clouds in the air, and said coldly: "Old Turtle, now that he is here, he is still hiding in the black clouds, pretending to be a ghost, do you want me to use my sword?"
Your blindness has been broken, how can I force you to reveal yourself?"
"Huh? You call this a blinding technique? Su Ling, your statement is quite strange! Do you really think I'm a waste like Ling Yijian?" The voice in the black cloud was surprised, and his words seemed to be to Su Ling.
Ling was extremely interested.
Su Ling sneered and said: "Since you are so capable, why are the five killers under you all useless! You are just the leader of trash, just a big trash!"
A voice came from the black cloud again: "You mean those five people? As you said, they are just five trash. I would like to thank you for killing them for me to save me from trouble...
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The only killer who was kneeling on the ground and worshiping himself suddenly turned pale when he heard this. He kowtowed even more frequently. While kowtowing, he begged again and again: "Ancestor is so merciful, please save me.
.....Help..."
But as soon as he said this, a scarlet ray of light suddenly shot out from the black cloud, hitting the killer's eyebrows squarely.
Looking at the killer, he immediately collapsed to the ground, all life lost in his eyes.
When Su Ling saw such a strange scene in front of him, he already understood in his heart that it seemed that this so-called ancestor was really an extraordinary person and must have used skills that went against the will of heaven.
"Who...are you? Are you also a supreme master? Then Liu Duan actually has a number one figure like you?" Su Ling snorted coldly, looking up at the rolling black mist in mid-air.
"Haha... Are you talking about Duan'er? Even he has to call me ancestor... Since I am his elder, anyone who bullies Duan'er must die!"
Suddenly, the black clouds kept stirring and rolling, and the voice suddenly said with murderous intent: "Su Ling, these losers are all dead... The next one who will die is...