Cheng Ling's eyes were almost dyed red with blood.
Hooks and magnesium powder played a very important role in this battle. From time to time, there would be a flash of silver light at the intersection of the night and fire, accompanied by screams. It reflected her as if she was a messenger of punishment from hell.
The musicians and the veiled women had long fled in the chaos, but one of the veiled women suddenly stopped and turned around.
The young man in the field raised his hand and waved his blade. The blade light was like frost and snow. He also waved his whip with a backhand, and the hook of the whip was like a graceful swan.
At this moment, he looked like a shooting star that lit up the night sky.
As for Cheng Ling's disheveled appearance, it didn't affect her image as a beggar.
After all, in the eyes of those who had light in their hearts, everything she saw was light. Why would she care about the shadow under the light? She didn't turn a blind eye on purpose, she really couldn't see.
But at that moment, a blade light flew towards Cheng Ling's face.
The woman turned around and exclaimed, "Ah!"
Cheng Ling tilted her head and narrowly avoided the attack. However, the knife was extremely sharp, and the edge of the knife brushed past her cheek, cutting off the strap of her mask and a strand of her hair.
Strands of hair fell, and the mask scattered.
Cheng Ling's face was revealed. She was cold and beautiful, but there was a shallow bloodstain on her cheek. The woman was stunned.
"Why aren't you running?" Her companions pulled her back.
"He, he's still..." The woman couldn't bear it and said, "He's still... still fighting."
Would the thrilling scene just now happen again?
Would he be able to escape unscathed?
Before she could finish her words, the woman's companion had already pinched her hard and said angrily, "Stupid again! Who can you help by stopping here? Let's go! Stop causing trouble!"
After being scolded by her companion, the woman did not stay any longer. The two of them held each other's hands and stumbled away.
Opposite Cheng Ling, the person who had almost cut off Cheng Ling's head was also stunned. Then, he spat, "Mother! He's a pretty boy..."
Before he could finish, Cheng Ling took a step forward and swung her military knife from below, instantly cutting a long gash from the man's neck to chin.
"Ah, Yingluo."
There was a scream.
The man fell, but Cheng Ling's left shoulder was hit by a big ring knife from behind.
At the same time, Cheng Ling also heard the sound of heavy footsteps approaching from the other side of the door.
It's the enemy, reinforcements from the Linhai army have arrived!
That's right, this residence was only about two hundred meters away from the east gate. With the flames soaring to the sky, how could the soldiers at the gate not notice such a huge movement?
Someone must have come to check.
Cheng Ling didn't dare to delay any longer. Just as she was about to block the blade behind her and leave, she heard a strong and heavy blade. The sound of the wind was rapid, as if it had the power to cut rocks and break jade.
It was that expert!
In the chaotic battle just now, Cheng Ling had used her positioning to avoid a head-on battle with this person many times, but now she couldn't avoid it. The other party had caught up with her again.
Cheng Ling immediately changed her move, turning around and doing an extremely dangerous iron bridge move.
The knife streaked across her body.
Cheng Ling's eyes widened as she looked at the blade light. She suddenly shouted, "Good blade! May I know your name, Sir?"
The other party was stunned.
But because of Cheng Ling's question, he felt like he was being respected by his opponent. He said proudly, "I'm Xiang Yong! Little brat, you seem to be an expert. Surrender and I will recommend you to His Highness!"
Cheng Ling took advantage of this time to roll away from the center of the battle.
As soon as she escaped the threat of Xiang Yong's blade, she immediately got up and ran toward the stable.
Xiang Yong didn't expect this heroic-looking young man to run away so quickly. He immediately shouted, "Brat, if you're a hero, don't run! Fight with me for 300 rounds to determine the winner!"
Cheng Ling sneered as she ran, "You're a good man. If you're a good man, why didn't you follow your King Linhai to earn military merits, but instead, you were sent to Kang Ping, this idiot's side?"
These words poked Xiang Yong's sore spot, and he immediately chased after her even more anxiously as he said angrily, "Brat, you've killed Commander Kang, so you'd better think about how you're going to answer to his highness! When His Highness succeeds, he'll definitely kill you..."
Before she could finish, Cheng Ling's body suddenly fell forward.
Immediately after, Cheng Ling let out an "ouch". Her voice was painful and angry. At first, it was hurried, but then it was light and distant, as if the person who made the sound was falling far away.
Xiang Yong was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed.
Looking closely, there was a landscape stone in the shape of a rockery. The rock was about the height of two people, and it was dark behind it, so he couldn't see what was going on.
But after hearing Cheng Ling's voice, Xiang Yong thought, "Could there be a pit behind the rock? This kid fell down?"
That would be great!
Xiang Yong quickly took a few steps forward and looked behind the landscape stone.
Subconsciously, he still maintained some vigilance, but his body's movements were faster than his thoughts. At this moment, he stretched his head out and saw a cold mirror-like knife light suddenly appear at this time, straight like a crescent moon, catching people off guard.
It was too fast!
Xiang Yong couldn't see anything in front of him, only the light of the blade.
Buzzzzzz!
The blade was about to cut his neck off, but Xiang Yong's fighting instinct finally came into play. He raised his hand and blocked the blade!
But Cheng Ling's knife also cut off his right arm at the same time, and blood poured out.
Xiang Yong cried out in pain.
The large ringed saber in his right hand fell to the ground along with half of his arm.
Cheng Ling didn't show any mercy. After one strike, another followed closely behind like a wave.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The ferocity of the knife momentum was completely inconsistent with her thin figure.
This wasn't flowing water, this was simply a storm.
Great saber technique, the Qi Sect's joint saber!
One slash after another, each one was fatal.
It wasn't that Cheng Ling could only take the agile route. She had only wanted to conserve her energy before, but now that she had to face the strongest opponent, Xiang Yong, head-on, she also dared to use her greatest courage and fight to the death.
Xiang Yong lost his composure and rolled and crawled, trying his best to dodge in order to survive.
But soon, he had been hit several times, and his dodging movements became slower and slower.
Seeing that both his arms were broken and that Cheng Ling would be able to cut off his head with one more strike, Xiang Yong, who had been suppressed all this time, suddenly became ruthless. He shouted and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Although the spittle was liquid, when it flew out with the blood, there was a strong wind sound. There seemed to be qi in it, which was very unusual.
Cheng Ling, who had Yin and Yang Qi, was instantly alert and dodged to the side.
The spittle flew out from her side and landed on the ground behind her, making a rustling sound.
At the same time, it was also because of Cheng Ling's dodge that Xiang Yong, who had been struggling on the ground, caught the ringed saber with the tip of his foot!
The ringed saber was instantly kicked away.