Away from the reed marsh, on a small mound one mile away.

Tang Jingyan lay down from the dense reeds, holding a golden bell talisman in his hand; the dumpling was also hiding in the haystack, revealing only a small white hair ball-like head, watching without turning around.

Tang Jingyun saw a fire wall rising in the distance, Zuo Lingquan and others were locked up and failed to rush out for a long time, so she was anxious. She wanted to get up and went over, but she didn't know how to help, so she gritted her teeth and could only whisper:

"Heavenly Spirit, earthly Spirit, the dead woman will appear soon..."

"Jiji?"

Tang Jing was muttering for a long time, but couldn't feel the dead woman, and said angrily:

"Damn, I know you are here, come out soon! You don't go up when you should, and you don't go up when you shouldn't go up when you shouldn't go up. If something happens to Xiao Zuo, I will chase you to the ends of the world and kill you..."

Still no feeling!

"Good sister, come out and help me. I won't ask you for a Phoenix..."

"You damn lady, can you come out?"

...

The meaningless shouting is useless except for the occasional "chick" of the dumpling.

The sight returned to the sword formation.

Seeing that the situation was in a deadlock, the three of them had no time to breathe.

Every moment time passes, the chance of the Red-haired Ancestor arrives is one point higher.

Zuo Lingquan gritted his teeth and looked at the arm guard in his hand. Although he didn't want to learn the tricks of the Iron Mansion, his life was almost gone, so he didn't care about these things.

Seeing that Zhang Yinfeng became an iron turtle again, Zuo Lingquan gritted his teeth and rushed forward, following the luck of the martial arts in the arm protector, mobilizing the true energy of the whole body and gathering it with his left arm and legs.

The left arm was raised to protect it in front of him, the phoenix arm was spread out, turning into a phoenix shield, and the true energy in his body poured in. The flying phoenix wing relief on the shield turned into a phoenix shadow, making a sharp cry:

"Clang"

Zuo Lingquan's momentum soared as he strides, and his whole body turned into an unstoppable black shell. He rushed through a few feet in an instant, and his phoenix shield in his hand hit the shadow of the golden bell.

Boom

The earth shaking on the riverside!

The earth-shaking loud noise was like a city hammer hitting the city wall.

The energy spreads from the Phoenix Shield and turns into a black wave pouring out.

The golden bell broke when touched, and the red protective energy spreads, but it is difficult to hurt the Phoenix Shield.

Under the unstoppable momentum, the Phoenix Shield hit the armor condensed outside Zhang Yinfeng's body.

The armor had some cracks and was not broken, but this does not mean it would not be affected.

Zuo Lingquan's sword is concentrated on one point, with an unparalleled penetration power, and can break the armor but cannot shake Zhang Yinfeng.

The shield strike is not the case. Zhang Yinfeng was hit by the phoenix shield and felt like he was being hit by a giant elephant in the chest. His armor was not shattered, but he couldn't stand under his feet.

Zhang Yinfeng's eyes were stunned. At the moment of collision, he was hit and flew backwards, floating in the air sword formation, and also lost control and fell to the ground.

After Zuo Lingquan hit Zhang Yinfeng, his body stopped, but his energy did not dissipate. A fan-shaped aftermath appeared in front of him, spreading outwards, the scorched ground cracked and shattered, and rushed out of the fire wall of the sword formation until he reached the river bank, causing ripples on the river surface, instantly spreading half of the distance between the river surface.

Opposite the river, Situ was shocked and saw this earth-shaking scene and slapped hard:

"Yes, I thought this kid was really just a tough guy. It was so simple to break the formation. If he couldn't stand firmly, he would be nervous for a long time."

The Empress in the bronze mirror only observed and did not respond.

Zhao Wuxie and Cheng Jiujiang were shocked to see that Zhang Yinfeng was knocked out and said in unshakable:

"Clashing the city?!"

Zuo Lingquan was also a little unbelievable and glanced at the arm guard on his hand.

Zhang Yinfeng flew back nearly three meters away before stopping. He quickly raised his hand and stabilized the out-of-control sword formation again, and said in surprise:

"Are you from the Iron House?"

Zuo Lingquan was too lazy to respond.

Zhao Wuxie realized that the attack was effective, and remembered something, and turned his head and said in anger:

"You can use this trick early? I've stabbed the sword for a long time, and I thought you could do that sword."

"How do I know this trick works?"

"You don't know what you know?"

Seeing that there was a way to break the defense, Cheng Jiujiang's eyes were full of vitality and said anxiously:

"The Iron Mansion, one mace and one shield, is specially used to deal with such things as turtle shells. The 'Zhen Armor' can damage the meridians and lungs through the armor. Will you?"

Zuo Lingquan had never learned before, and he had just learned martial arts on the spot. At this time, he checked and found that there was no "Zheng Armor" in his arm guard, only an "Zheng Gang" was added. Judging from the name, it was a breakthrough of the body guard qi.

"No, it will rush to the city."

"Okay, go together!"

Zuo Lingquan had no idea of ​​eating the sky and was beaten to a great fever. At this time, he had a way to rush up again with his sword and rushed towards Zhang Yinfeng who was facing a great enemy.

Zhang Yinfeng used the sword formation just to trap the three of them. He found that the three of them turned around and fought back, so he dared not stand and let Zuo Lingquan hit him. He quickly put away the sword formation, controlled nine swords, and pulled them back to keep a distance.

The three of them ran, and Zuo Lingquan raised his shield to block the piercing flying sword; Cheng Jiujiang and Zhao Wuxie surrounded each other, creating a chance to get close to Zuo Lingquan.

Step on

The steps on the reed beach are as dense as rainstorms.

Cheng Jiujiang was as fast as thunder, and the lightning was surrounded by his fists, and it flashed to Zhang Yinfeng's left in an instant.

Zhao Wuxiei flew in front of him and stabbed the flying sword that was stabbing to Zhang Yinfeng's right.

Zhang Yinfeng did not dare to be hit by Zuo Lingquan who was rushing around. When he was wandering around, he faced the three-person attack, so he naturally could not concentrate on controlling the sword. He gritted his teeth and took back a sword and held it in his hand. He raised his hand and swept the wind and clouds.

On the red sword blade, flames gushed out, raising up charred soil, turning into Zuo Lingquan, rushing under the waves, followed by a sword net.

Zuo Lingquan did not avoid any of it. He raised the phoenix shield on his left arm and ran through the sword net. The dense sword energy fell on the phoenix shield without even leaving any scratches.

As a seventh-level cultivator of Linggu, Zhang Yinfeng was penetrated by his opponent with all his strength, and his eyes were shocked:

"What's this..."

Bang

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Lingquan rushed closer and the Phoenix Shield hit Zhang Yinfeng again.

Zhang Yinfeng was locked to death, but he was hit again and stood unsteadily, with his feet off the ground.

And the moment Zhang Yinfeng's body soared into the air, Zuo Lingquan's long sword in his right hand pierced out, with the protective armor that was already covered with cracks.

Sao

The sword energy like the ink flow is almost invincible.

Before Zhang Yinfeng could stabilize his body, the phantom of the armor on his chest exploded. The flesh that had not yet recovered was shattered by the sword energy, and even cracks appeared on his ribs.

"Die!"

Zhao Wuxie practiced swordsmanship with deep blood hatred since childhood. His swordsmanship may not be as good as Zuo Lingquan, but he is definitely not a mediocre person. Without anyone reminding him, he worked hard all his life to pour a white light into the scars on Zhang Yinfeng's chest when his body-protecting armor was shattered.

Bang

Even if Zhang Yinfeng was attacked in the seventh level of Ling Valley, his body would be unable to bear it. His chest and ribs were shattered, his lungs were stirred, and his back and robe were covered with holes, spraying out a blood mist; the armor that protected his body, without the support of his true energy, began to collapse.

Cheng Jiujiang was ready to go, followed by two punches and shouted angrily:

"You fucking the head!"

After the words came, the two fists hit Zhang Yinfeng's left temple one after another.

The surging lightning rushed into his head, causing Zhang Yinfeng to lose his mind in an instant, turning into a broken sack, and flew horizontally to the side.

Zuo Lingquan succeeded with one sword and quickly chased:

"Do you think I don't want to take the lead?"

Zhao Wuxie replied: "It would be nice to be able to hit the chest. What do you know, a reckless man who uses fists?"

On the other side.

After all, Zhang Yinfeng was at the seventh level of Ling Valley, and his physical strength was much stronger than that of ordinary people. Even if he suffered such a heavy blow, he still recovered his mind before landing. He raised his hand and shot the eight swords at the three people chasing him, turned around and ran towards Qingyun City.

"Don't go!"

Zhao Wuxie was burdened with a deep hatred of blood. How could Zhang Yinfeng escape? After sweeping away the sword, he tried his best to pursue him in the rear.

However, no matter how fast Zhao Wuxie is, he is not as fast as a swordsman like Zuo Lingquan who has specialized in bursting.

But in the blink of an eye, Zuo Lingquan rushed behind Zhang Yinfeng.

Zhang Yinfeng was seriously injured and could not escape Zuo Lingquan at all. He could only grit his teeth and throw the sword he loved backwards, and at the same time threw out all the talismans he carried.

Zuo Lingquan only saw a piece of paper flying in front of him, with five-colored streams shining, and quickly unfolding the Phoenix Shield to protect him, and quickly detoured from the side. With a crackling sound, Zuo Lingquan chased behind Zhang Yinfeng again and handed it out with a sword:

"Die for me!"
To be continued...