Immortal of Quick Transmigration, why are you blackened again?

Chapter 122 Red Jade Ring 29
"There are so many of you, bullying me, a little girl, is really a decent style!" Lingyao turned around, frowning, "This scarlet jade ring is my mother's relic, and I will definitely not give it to others. If you borrow it, I will give it to you with both hands; but if you want to take it by force, don't blame me for disregarding your face!"

"At such a young age, speak out wild words!" Jiang Zhaohe drew his sword, "Since that's the case, let's make a move!"

"Master Jiang, you are my uncle and an elder. Su Yao shouldn't have fought with you. But you turned right and wrong and insulted my mother with your mouth. You are old and disrespectful, so don't blame me for being rude!" After finishing speaking, he waved the veil in his hand and walked directly towards Jiang Zhaohe's chest.

Jiang Zhaohe easily dodged the past, the sword slashed across the ground, and the sand and gravel it brought up attacked Lingyao, but Lingyao blocked it with only a light veil.Jiang Zhaohe's complexion was a little heavy, and he used the gentleman's twelve swords. The swordsmanship was unpredictable. There was only one sword, but in Lingyao's eyes, it became a full twelve. She couldn't tell the authenticity.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move.Her martial arts moves are extremely fast, and it is not impossible to break Jiang Zhaohe's swordsmanship if she wants to, but she doesn't want to act rashly, if her shortcomings are exposed and Jiang Zhaohe takes advantage of them, then the loss outweighs the gain.

The twelve swords were unpredictable, changing like the wind, she didn't make a move, and Jiang Zhaohe just dealt with her like this, she simply closed her eyes, and with force on the soles of her feet, she rose into the air, since she couldn't be sure which one was real, then... ...simply dealt with.

Jiang Zhaohe was waiting for her move, as long as she attacked his phantom, his real body would catch her by surprise and catch her off guard.

But he obviously underestimated Lingyao's agility. In terms of speed, even if Jiang Zhaohe was as fast as the wind, she would be as fast as light. The agility that has been practiced so hard for so many years is not just for fun.

Before Jiang Zhaohe could even make a move in the future, he suddenly found a force binding his sword. When the person in front of him stood still, he saw Lingyao's peerless face and frowned slightly: "You lost!" .”

And her veil was wrapped round and round around his sword. As expected, she couldn't restrain the softness. With just a piece of veil, she broke through the Twelve Gentlemen that he had practiced for a long time and was so proud of. sword.

For a moment, he suddenly felt like a joke. He lost to Shen Zhaoguang more than 20 years ago, and lost to his daughter more than 20 years later... Really, the sky has no eyes, can't you tolerate hard-working people? !

Without the slightest hesitation in Lingyao's eyes, she pulled hard and pulled the sword in Jiang Zhaohe's hand to the ground.

The sword fell to the ground and made a crisp sound, like a slap hitting him hard on the face.

Even though he was a "senior", but lost to such a girl, even Jiang Zhaohe felt offended by his face.

Han Chu hurried over, only to see Lingyao's light gauze holding Master's sword tightly, and she dragged the sword to the ground as soon as she exerted force.In the past two years, Lingyao taught him to predict the opponent's next move, so he subconsciously pulled out his sword and threw it over.

According to Han Chu's prediction, Lingyao's next step was to give Jiang Zhaohe a fatal blow with the gauze infused with inner strength.

Unfortunately, his prediction was wrong.

What's more, he didn't know.

Lingyao didn't expect someone to sneak attack at all, and it was too late to realize it. Lingyao recognized the sword that pierced her shoulder.

It was her Uncle Xuanguang's Dragon Bone Golden Yang Sword. Now, it belongs to... Han Chu.

She opened her eyes wide in disbelief, and slowly raised her eyes, the smell of blood swept across the sky, making her eyes scarlet.

"Master!" Han Chu hurriedly dismounted and supported Jiang Zhaohe, "Are you all right?"

"I'm fine." Jiang Zhaohe patted him on the shoulder: "Chu'er, you did a good job."

Han Chu looked at Lingyao, only to see that his sword was stuck in her shoulder, covered with her warm blood.

He didn't intend to really hurt her at first, but he miscalculated. She is so alert, how could she not know that someone is attacking behind her?

If she hadn't dodged, the sword would have scratched her shoulder at most, and it wouldn't have been so serious, but she just dodged, which was self-defeating.

"Hurry up, catch him!" Jiang Zhaohe gave an order, and disciples from all the sects flocked to Lingyao, completely surrounding Lingyao.

But she laughed, a little crazy, and scarlet tears even fell from the corners of her eyes.She stood there, holding the hilt of the sword, and pulled it out forcefully, the blood bloomed in an instant like a gorgeous firework, but it only took a moment before falling down again.

She threw the sword at Han Chu's feet, looked at him and said, "Han Chu, tell them why I killed Ji Henian."

"I..." Han Chu looked into her eyes - he had never seen her eyes like this, without the innocence in Wuxin Palace, without the rigor in Xuanguang Tomb, only three points of hope, and six points of grief , There is still a blur of tears.

Jiang Zhaohe dragged him behind without a trace, and said righteously: "Don't embarrass my apprentice!"

But she kept looking at him and looking at him.Han Chu felt guilty for her, glanced over subconsciously, and heard her disappointed laughter: "Hehe...hehe..."

Before the laughter ended, everyone heard a strange sound in the forest. In the blink of an eye, something fell and smoke began to rise around them. Everyone quickly dispersed, but Lingyao's figure was long gone.

"Where is it!" Someone yelled, and everyone looked in that direction, only to see a horse, a black-haired woman in green clothes, with sharp eyebrows and eyes, and Lingyao was being protected in front of her.

Seeing that everyone reacted and caught up immediately, Xu was also in her expectation, she jumped down and said: "Master, the horse will take you to a safe place!"

After finishing speaking, he whipped the horse severely, and the horse neighed and walked away.

"Hurry up!" Jiang Zhaohe said anxiously, but saw the woman in Tsing Yi pull out her sword, and said, "You bastards, you are righteous, you are nothing but hypocrites!"

She looked at Han Chu and said every word as if she was trying to eat someone's flesh and blood: "Especially you!"

Han Chu was taken aback for a moment, he was already guilty, but now facing Si Ming, he was even more shameless.

The woman in Tsing Yi, that is, Si Ming, saw several disciples chasing after Lingyao, so she threw the sword in her hand.

The body of the sword spun forward, passing across the legs of the horses of those disciples, there were traces of deep bones visible; while Si Ming set up lightness kung fu, waited at the end of the sword, watched the horses fall, and the sword fell. It also returned to her hands.

"With me here, you don't want to catch up!" After saying that, he stood up again, and saw a flash of sword light, and those disciples were killed in an instant.

"Demon girl!" Jiang Zhaohe yelled angrily, "You actually killed me—my disciples, what's wrong with them!"

"If you want to hurt my lord, it is a capital crime." Si Ming said lightly, her eyes were cold, "I have protected her for more than 20 years, and I didn't let you and others frame her for nothing!"

(End of this chapter)