With the surging of true energy, Song Mingjing paused the ground with one foot, and his strength was trembling like a sharp thunder struck down, and the ground was shaking violently.

The bluestone slabs were cracked and shattered, and the broken stone particles splashed in various ways, and they shot out densely like raindrops.

Driven by the true power, these scattered stone particles roared and shot, carrying huge penetration power, and the fierceness of castration was no less than that of ordinary arrows.

The stones would not recognize people, but when they heard the "Ouch Ouch" cry, more than 20 people fell to the ground immediately, most of them were monks from Xiangguo Temple. When the stones hit them, blood holes broke open and blood splashed.

On the contrary, the soldiers of the Imperial City Division were all wearing leather armor. Even if the stones passed through the armor, they did not have much left, so only a few people fell.

These people were also in bad luck. The stone was in the middle of the door, and their bones were broken, their faces were covered with blood, and they screamed in tears.

"All the disciples retreat." Yan Hui spoke loudly, raised his palm, and brought out a powerful palm force, and then attacked Song Mingjing.

"Mr. Song, be careful."

Song Mingjing's eyes were still staring at the people in the Imperial City, without looking back, and his right hand stretched out with his backhand, his five fingers formed claws, and he grabbed the camera in the air.

In an instant, a hot air flow of burning body surged, bringing people to the desert under the scorching sun. Yan Hui suddenly felt dry mouth and tongue, and his whole body seemed to be about to be scorched, as if he was in a stove.

Swish!

Yan Hui's Kongming palm power was like a layer of thin paper, without any defensive effect, and was torn apart directly.

Song Mingjing's five fingers touched his palm with great speed.

Before he could exert force his fingers, Yan Hui had already floated back three feet, his face showed a shocked look, his eyes drooped, and he saw that there were five finger holes in his palm, scorched scars, and his flesh and blood were burnt black, and he couldn't help but be even more shocked.

This is still the result of touching points.

In Yan Hui's feeling, Song Mingjing's finger claws were like red-burned irons, extremely hot. What's even more terrifying is that after being injured by him, a burning breath immediately poured into his eight extraordinary meridians from his palms, and collided wildly along the way, forcing Yan Hui to gather his true energy and strive to resist and resolve it.

"What kind of martial arts is this? It's so fierce, it's unheard of."

With Yanhui's vision and insight, he was also very confused at this moment.

When he fought with Song Mingjing in the past, he knew that the other party had not put in full force, but he did not expect that even if he used his real skills, he would almost be severely injured in one move.

"Master!"

Zhan Zhao has always respected Yan Hui. When he saw Yan Hui being injured, he gritted his teeth and jumped up. The iron stick in his hand was swept from top to bottom to Song Mingjing's shoulder.

"Now is not the time to play with your kitten, go back!"

Song Ming's mirror robe sleeves were brushed out, and the sleeves were filled with true energy. There was a dull "bang" sound, and the next shot hit Zhan Zhao's chest first.

Zhan Zhao immediately looked like a kite with a broken string, flew back several feet away, fell to the ground, and fainted on the spot.

"Thank you for your mercy."

Yan Hui's eyes were so old-fashioned that Song Mingjing's attack seemed heavy, but in fact it was soft and soft. He only knocked Zhan Zhao out and suffered a little bit.

"Show mercy? I just hope Master doesn't blame me for letting you splash blood in this Buddhist land."

Song Mingjing refused to say anything, his tone was plain and he could not hear any murderous aura, but it changed Yan Hui's expression several times.

"What a traitor. He is already a dead bone in the tomb, and he is still so arrogant? Humph, he is struggling to death! The soldiers obey orders and kill the thief!"

The black-armored general showed ferocious face, pulled out his sword with a "choke", pointed at Song Mingjing, and shouted loudly.

The soldiers of the Imperial City Command responded in unison, and the sound of killing sounded loudly, and the swords were unsheathed. Then, one by one, the strong and fierce soldiers rushed out.

These soldiers of the Imperial City Division were the emperor's personal guards, well-equipped and well-trained, and were by no means comparable to those of the mob. Naturally, they would not rush up to kill, but in groups of three or five, fifteen people, layer by layer, and quickly advance, forming a huge deterrent force.

Even a top master like Yan Hui, facing such a battle, had to flee in panic. Once he was trapped in a siege, he would most likely be dismembered by a knife.

Song Mingjing and Chen Ruoni have been surrounded by the center and cannot be avoided.

Chen Ruoni's face turned pale, and the sword was already tightly grasping her palm, trembling slightly, showing her nervousness.

Song Mingjing was very calm, looked around and suddenly said, "Rooni!"

"Yes!" Chen Ruoni immediately took off the sword box behind her.

Song Mingjing raised his hand to take it, and with his five fingers, the sword box made of hardwood exploded and shattered. Its shape was ancient, with dragon-shaped patterns on the sheath, and the strange long sword with winding and undulating sword body was exposed in front of the person.

Seeing this dragon-shaped sword, Xi Jinglun and Meng Yunshan all had their eyes flashed. When they looked at each other, their bodies were full of energy and were ready to take action at any time.

And this was like a signal. The front soldiers of the Imperial City Division were less than one meter away from Song Mingjing and the others. They suddenly shouted loudly, the sharp wind whistled, and the sword light flashed, and at least a dozen swords fell.

Chen Ruoni gritted her teeth, turned her body and drew her sword, and fought.

Dangdangdang!

Only when the swords and swords were heard, she fought against more than a dozen steel knives with one sword. The long sword flew in her palm, flying and flying, without any disadvantage. Even the sword light thrust continuously, and after several "silent" sounds, three soldiers were cut off their tendons and overturned to the ground.

After receiving the Sword Sutra taught by Song Mingjing, Chen Ruoni's sword skills have greatly improved. Although she is still known as a master, if she is only a dozen soldiers from the Imperial City Division, she can also fight to defeat her.

But now there are nearly 300 soldiers. They fell down in front and immediately filled up in the back. The sword lights were endless. With one knife, she could only wave her sword again and again to resist and take advantage of the gap to kill the enemy.

But Chen Ruoni is still weak in her internal strength and is also a woman. She is naturally soft in body. Obviously, she will lose strength after not long.

"Well? This woman's sword technique is extremely exquisite..."

Meng Yunshan glanced at Chen Ruoni several times, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle falcon.

Although Chen Ruoni's sword technique seemed unfamiliar to him, the sword technique was unprecedentedly exquisite. His tricks were so wild and vague that he was very different from all the sword techniques in the world, which made him think a little.

As he was thinking, Meng Yunshan suddenly jumped up, and it seemed like a pair of wings were inserted behind him, bringing up a violent and evil wind, like a flying tiger prey in the forest. His body flashed as he breathed, and he looked up with his big hand and caught it from the sky.

It is Meng Yunshan’s famous “Eighteen Flying Tigers”.

"You woman, who is also considered a descendant of the general, has now become a gang of traitors. Are you not afraid of your father being embarrassed in the midst of the fountain?"

At the same time, Meng Yunshankou was intimidated.

The Six Doors are naturally well aware of the details of Chen Ruoni’s background at this moment.
Chapter completed!