Chapter 58: The Divine Sword Astonishes the Bandits
The whole scene fell silent all of a sudden!
Watching Linghu Chong first severely injure Ouyang Ke with three punches, then single-handedly drive back hundreds of soldiers with his sword, and finally use his own strength to forcibly separate the dying Jiangnan Six Freaks and Mei Chaofeng, a series of powerful performances stunned everyone present.
"Really?!" Mei Chao Feng asked in a slightly hoarse voice, his tone filled with incredulity.
Mei Chao Feng was indeed shocked and amazed, not only because of Ling Mu Yun's sudden appearance, but also because of the extraordinary strength he had displayed. It is worth noting that when they were in the Mo Bei grasslands, the two had once clashed before. Although that battle ended with Ling Mu Yun's victory, it was after a fierce fight that Mei Chao Feng was defeated. At that time, their strengths were not much different, and Ling Mu Yun only won by a narrow margin.
She had thought that she had obtained the internal skill training method from the first volume of the Nine Yin Manual, which would eliminate the hidden injuries and health problems left behind by her improper practice, and greatly improve her martial arts skills. Even if she encountered Linghu Chong again, she would have a chance to fight back. But who would have thought that when they met again this time, Linghu Chong's martial arts had actually improved even more, the gap between them not only did not narrow, but instead became even wider, which made Mei Chaofeng feel a wave of despair in her heart.
Ling Moyun glanced at Mei Chaofeng and said coldly, "Mei Chaofeng, with me here, you won't be able to avenge yourself. You'd better leave early."
"This..."
Mei Chaofeng's silver teeth were clenched tightly, a hint of hesitation and unwillingness appeared on her face. The killer of her husband was right in front of her, but she let him go just like that, how could she be willing to do so? However, if she insisted on taking action, Ling Yun would really be able to stop her, previously when Ling Yun's martial arts had not been enhanced yet he was already able to defeat her, now she had even less chance of winning.
At this time, Wanyan Honglie spoke again: "Master Mei, don't hesitate. This Ling is at most one person, and the rest of them are either dead or wounded. As long as Master Mei can temporarily entangle this Ling, your revenge will be avenged by Ben Wang!"
But Wanyan Honglie had also seen that Ling Muyun's martial arts were too high, and there was no one in this group who could match him. Sha Tongtian, Liang Ziweng and Ouyang Ke were all injured by his hands, which is a good example. It was this suddenly emerging Mei Chaofeng who was not bad, although he didn't seem to be Ling Muyun's opponent either, but at least he didn't lose as badly as Sha Tongtian and the others did as soon as they started fighting.
As long as they can keep Ling Muyun at bay, they won't need to defeat him, just tie him up so he can't move, and their side will still have a chance of winning. Just like what Mei Chaojun said, the other side, apart from Ling Muyun, are all wounded soldiers with little fighting strength left, and definitely can't withstand the siege of this group of people.
Mei Chao Feng's heart was stirred by the words, and with her martial arts skills, she wanted to defeat Ling Mu Yun, which was naturally impossible, but just entangling him was still possible. Although this meant being a bit ungrateful to Ling Mu Yun, as long as she could avenge her treacherous husband, what did other things matter?
What made her a bit worried was whether Wanyan Honglie would really help her take revenge? What if he used her to hold off Ling Muyun and then went to seize his princess, without helping her take revenge? If she were to offend Ling Muyun to death, or even lose her own life, but still couldn't avenge herself, that would be a complete mess. Mei Chaofeng was willing to die for the sake of avenging her scoundrel husband Chen Xuanfeng, but before she could take revenge, she wasn't willing to die either, because if she died like that, she wouldn't be able to rest in peace.
Wanyan Honglie seemed to have seen Mei Chaofeng's concerns and said, "Mei Shifu, you can rest assured that I am a man of my word. As long as you can capture this little Ling fellow, I will personally lead the troops to kill your enemies clean. These people dared to kidnap my princess and had already made a deep vendetta with me. Even if it weren't for Mei Shifu, I wouldn't let them off."
"Wanyan Honglie, you're looking for death!"
Seeing Wanyan Honglie continuously speaking to deceive Mei Chao Feng, Ling Yun's eyes turned cold. With a "ding" sound, his long sword was unsheathed and his body moved swiftly. A dazzling ray of light flashed through the air, shooting towards Wanyan Honglie who was standing about 20-30 meters away.
"Protect the prince!"
The commander of the personal soldiers standing beside Wanyan Honglie shouted loudly, and more than a dozen personal soldiers stepped forward to block Wanyan Honglie's body, shielding him tightly. With swords and guns at the ready, they charged towards Ling Mu Yun who was approaching them. As Wanyan Honglie's closest personal guards, they were his most loyal protectors, willing to die for him if necessary.
However, they were apparently not enough to stop Ling Muyun's pace, and the sword light burst out like a waterfall, causing these guards to fall down one after another like straw men.
Wanyan Honglie's face changed color, he really didn't expect to be suddenly killed by Ling Muyun in front of him. The distance of twenty or thirty feet under Ling Muyun's feet seemed to be non-existent, and it was crossed over in just one breath. Those iron guards who protected him were also easily slaughtered like paper-cutting. He felt like a rabbit stared at by a fierce tiger, a wave of uncontrollable fear rose up in his heart, wanting to escape, but feeling stiff all over, even moving his fingers was difficult. He seemed to have already sensed the breath of death.
However, the distance of twenty or thirty zhang and the deaths of more than a dozen close guards still delayed Ling Mu Yun's arrival time. After all, Ling Mu Yun was human, not a god. Even with high agility and strong martial arts skills, it takes time to walk and kill people. And this bit of time was enough for the people around Wan Yan Hong Lie to react.
"Prince Wang, get out of the way!" Qian Shou Ren Tu Peng Lian Hu sprang up and wrapped his arms around Wan Yan Hong Lie, flying off the horse's back and landing to one side.
Just as Wanyan Honglie was being carried away from the horseback by Peng Lianhu, Ling Mu Yun's sword light arrived, directly sweeping over from above the horseback. Ling Mu Yun, who had failed to land a hit, tapped his foot on the horseback, and with immense power, the precious steed that Wanyan Honglie was riding let out a loud "crash" as it fell to the ground. Meanwhile, Ling Mu Yun's sword light flashed again as he pursued Wanyan Honglie once more.
Peng Lianhu was shocked and hastily led Wanyan Honglie into the rear guard of his personal soldiers, using these Jin soldiers as human shields to slow down Ling Muyun's pursuit. Meanwhile, Ling Muyun chased after them with his sword flashing like a dragon, cutting down any Jin soldier who dared to block his way, their lives being taken away in an instant, their cries echoing through the air. It was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, and Peng Lianhu, running ahead, felt cold sweat on his back, while Wanyan Honglie, being held by him, was so frightened that his soul almost left his body.
"Hurry, stop him, save my father!" Yang Kang also reacted at this time and anxiously ordered his men.
Yang Kang was so anxious for a reason. If it were before today, he would still be the undisputed Crown Prince of Zhao Wang, the legitimate and rightful young master of the Zhao Wang Mansion. If Wanyan Honglie died, he would naturally inherit Wanyan Honglie's royal title.
But now it's different, Yang Tie Xin and Bao Xi Ruo have already revealed his true identity in public, exposing the fact that he is not the biological son of Wanyan Hong Lie. Many people present were eyewitnesses to this revelation. Although Wanyan Hong Lie still acknowledges him as his son, if Wanyan Hong Lie were to die, this news would spread and the imperial family of Jin would no longer recognize him as a member of their royal lineage, nor would they allow him to inherit Wanyan Hong Lie's title. Therefore, at this moment, Wanyan Hong Lie is the guarantee of his future glory and wealth; how can he not be anxious?
Everyone under Wanyan Honglie's command also reacted and came to his rescue, including the three-headed Hou Tonghai and Liang Ziweng, who had almost lost the use of one hand. After all, they were all guests invited by Wanyan Honglie, and if he were to be killed in front of them, not only would the Jin Dynasty court possibly hold them responsible, but their reputation in the Jianghu would also be completely ruined. Therefore, even if they knew they were no match for Ling Yun, they had to do their best to protect Wanyan Honglie.
At the time when these people were desperately trying to protect Wanyan Honglie under his command, they didn't know that although Ling Muyun was chasing and killing fiercely from behind, he had actually lost the desire to kill in his heart. Now he was just acting, only a bit more realistic and bloody.
At the beginning, Ling Muyun indeed wanted to take Wanyan Honglie's life in a fit of anger, but after one sword move, he calmed down and thought about Wanyan Honglie's role. He still needed to keep him to cause trouble for Temujin of Mongolia. If he killed him now, wouldn't that be helping Temujin? However, Wanyan Honglie's life could be spared, but he had to be taught a profound lesson, otherwise he would continue to entangle with them endlessly!
"Master, quickly save my father the king!" Seeing Wanyan Honglie seemingly in a precarious situation, Yang Kang hastily turned to Mei Chaofeng beside him and loudly implored.
Mei Chao Feng hesitated for a moment after hearing the words, then raised his whip as if about to strike.
Just then, a clear and crisp shout suddenly rang out: "Mei Ruohua, you dare to move!"
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