"Don't kill me!"

This hand always felt like a little chick under the eagle's claws, trembling and begging for mercy.

Swish!

Song Mingjing raised his hand and pulled out the long sword hanging on the other side. The knife light flashed, and the "hissing" sounded several times. He had already broken the tendons of the whole leg. He suddenly collapsed on the ground like mud.

Song Mingjing attacked Elder Feijiang, suddenly killed people, defeated more than a dozen spearmen and a team of swordsmen, and captured the general. It took only a few breaths. The disciples of Wudang were still shocked and in a trance, and only the two masters of the Law Enforcement Hall reacted first.

He shook his hand and pulled out his sword. The sword trembled and pointed at Song Mingjing. A master of the law enforcement hall shouted: "This guy has a ill-hearted intention, lurks in Wudang, and plots against Elder Jiang again. All the disciples follow me and kill him!"

Another master of the law enforcement hall, his eyes swept towards the disciples of Wudang with an eagle-like falcon, and he also ordered: "Kill!"

Not to mention the four newbies who are just starting out, even those old disciples don’t have much experience in fighting against the enemy, but under the threat of the two, they had to muster up the courage, send out weapons, and yell at Song Mingjing to siege.

Swish! Song Mingjing picked up another spear, held it in his hand, and killed the disciples with his left hand and the steel knife with his right hand.

He used his spear as a stick. With one hand, he knocked down a few long swords that were coming, and then swept out, bringing out a fierce wind, sweeping several Wudang disciples into a defeat and falling back in a mess.

The sword flashed with a long sword or a long sword in his right hand, and the weapons that fought with his long sword fell to the ground one after another. There was no enemy in the direction of the sword.

The strong wind came from behind, but the two masters of the Law Enforcement Hall thought they had seized the opportunity and took advantage of the situation to attack, and two long swords stabbed.

Seeing that Song Mingjing would be stabbed in front of him in the moment, the two masters of the law enforcement hall could not help but show joy on their faces. Suddenly, Song Mingjing seemed to have a pair of eyes behind him, and his body rose up straight.

Both swords fell into nothing.

The two masters of the Law Enforcement Hall were urging the sword with all their strength, leaving no trace of strength, and suddenly fell into nothing, and their bodies were still sprinting forward.

Song Mingjing's figure was above their heads, under their heads, and above their feet, swung their swords in the air, slashing them in one move.

There was a crisp bang, and the two human heads were like watermelons, bloody in half, while their headless corpses still ran out several feet before they leaned over and fell down.

He can't kill the ordinary disciples of the Wudang Sect because he wants to take it for himself. Elder Jiang and these two masters of the law enforcement hall have followed Bai Mei for many years and are the leaders of this trip, but they cannot be kept.

With the two masters of the law enforcement hall in the blink of an eye, they died miserably and terrifyingly. The disciples of Wudang were all in a terrifying state, trembling all over. Each of them roared wildly, turned around and ran away.

Puff!

Song Mingjing flew out, caught up with him in a few steps, and stabbed his spear straight into the vest of the escaped disciple, and came out through his chest.

Immediately, he pulled out his spear expressionlessly and said sternly: "I'll wait for you honestly, anyone who dares to escape will be killed without mercy."

This method of decisive and decisive killing immediately shocked the remaining disciples. One of them even knelt down with a "thump", kowtowed repeatedly, begging: "Zhang...No! Hero Song, please spare me."

Although the other disciples were not so unbearable, their faces were also desolate and miserable.

Song Mingjing said coldly: "As long as you are obedient, I will not kill you...well?!"

Before he finished speaking, Song Mingjing's eyes turned, but Miss Sun from the Governor's Office of Guangdong and Guangxi realized that the situation was not good. She jumped out of the carriage and landed on the horse's back. She waved her hand to cut off the reins. The horse neighed with a "sigh" and was about to take a horse away.

call out!

Song Mingjing shook his arms and threw them away, and his spear flew out of his hand. With powerful momentum, he suddenly pierced into the horse's belly. The horse roared and knelt down on his front hooves.

Miss Sun also shouted and flew out of the horse's back, but she was not the weak woman in the long-lived boudoir. She turned her waist and fell steadily, but the hat on her head fell down, and her long hair fell down like a waterfall.

She wanted to run again, but then she ran a few steps and stopped suddenly.

A steel knife was already on her neck, and the cold breath changed her face. Her pair of beautiful eyes stared at Song Mingjing, who was standing with the knife.

Song Mingjing looked at her and saw that her face was fair, her eyebrows were picturesque, and she showed a bit of heroic spirit. Her eyes were extremely lively and lively. She said, "Ms. Sun is indeed a rare beauty, I don't know what to call her?"

Miss Sun glanced at the knife that was placing on her neck, and her face turned cold.

No matter who it is, if you have a steel knife that can kill you at any time, you won't be in a good mood.

The Miss Sun said coldly: "You are a big man, don't you think it's too rude to ask a woman's name?"

"No matter how rude, can it be more rude than putting a knife on her neck? Besides, how can a lady be compared to an ordinary woman?" Song Mingjing looked at the Qing soldiers who were surrounded by Miss Sun again because of Miss Sun's capture, and smiled and said, "Can Miss let them go away? I am really afraid that my hands will slip for a while and accidentally make a hole in your face. That would be really rude."

Women are naturally beautiful, and the more beautiful a woman is, the more she cherishes her appearance. Miss Sun is no exception. She snorted coldly and shouted: "Get out!"

With a command, the Qing soldiers did not dare to act rashly and slowly retreated.

Song Mingjing took Miss Sun to the carriage again, pulled off the reins, ignored the latter's hatred eyes, tied her hands and feet, and threw them into the carriage again.

At this time, a roar was heard in the center of the field, but the three masters of the Red Flower Society finally broke into the prison car. As soon as they lifted the black cloth, a steel knife stabbed out and stabbed into one of them.

"I fell into a trap!" The other two knew something was wrong and stared at them. There was no "Fourth Brother" they were thinking about in the prison car. They were clearly a thin man with a grim smile on their face.

"Fourth Brother! Where did you hide our fourth brother?"

One of these two masters of the Red Flower Society grabbed the person in his chest, and the other roared and waved his hand and stabbed him.

"Hehe! Your fourth brother is ignorant and has been chopped up by Lord Ordo and fed the dog. Now let me send you down to accompany him, and you have the whole brotherhood."

The thin black man sneered, spread his right hand and slapped it out suddenly against the stabbing steel knife.

Although others are thin, their palms are much larger than ordinary people. The palms are black and red, and a little bit of heat is faintly revealed. With a palm slapping the blade, a trembling sound, the black and thin man's body in the prison was as stable as a rock, but the red flower knife hand fell back several steps and said in a silence: "Black Sand Palm?! You are a monkey in Nanling. I didn't expect you to be a lackey in the Qing Dynasty?"

"Liao dog? Hehe! This is called "a master of the current affairs!" Nanling Monkey's arms flapped, and the prison car suddenly broke. In the fragments, his monkey-like body jumped up, spreading his palms, majestic.

Suddenly, a spear shot through the air, and a flash of lightning penetrated into his chest.

Bang!

The Nanling Monkey's grinning face was frozen on her face, and her whole body was carried by a spear in the air until it lost its power and fell heavily to the ground.

"What?"
Chapter completed!