Chapter 53 Ji Changkong's Sword

After a while, Ji Changkong and Ji Tianxing took the Xuanbing sword and rushed to the gate of Ji Mansion together.

When the two of them arrived at the first courtyard, they saw Ling Sihai and the others were already standing in the wide courtyard.

At the gate of Ji Mansion, there were several bodies of guards lying on the ground, all of them lying in a pool of blood, dead.

Ling Sihai in a black robe stood in the middle of the yard, his face was cold and chill, and his body was filled with thick anger and murderous intent.

Behind him were eight middle-aged men holding swords, all of whom were masters of martial arts above the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm, with murderous postures.

Around the courtyard, more than a dozen Jifu guards had gathered long ago, all of them holding their swords and staring at Ling Sihai and the others.

No one gave orders, and these guards did not dare to act rashly.

Ji Rufeng, the second elder of the Ji family, along with several Ji family principals, and some Ji family disciples, are standing at the door of the discussion hall.

Ji Rufeng pretended to be sullen and spoke loudly, and kept persuading Ling Sihai to calm down, so that he could calm down and settle the matter calmly.

But he was just talking about it, he neither took out a sword or weapon nor ordered the guards to attack.

Several Ji family principals and young disciples also followed his lead, and did not see the bravery and bloodliness of the Ji family.

It wasn't until everyone saw Ji Changkong and Ji Tianxing present that they looked expectant and their eyes focused on them.

Ji Changkong glanced at the corpse at the gate, glanced coldly at Ji Rufeng and the others, and walked towards the courtyard with his sword in hand.

He looked at Ling Sihai sharply, and shouted with murderous intent: "Ling Sihai! How dare you bring someone into Ji Mansion, do you think there is no one in my Ji family?"

After that, his eyes swept over the eight masters behind Ling Sihai, and shouted again: "Who killed my Ji family's guard just now? I, Ji Changkong, asked him to pay for his life!"

As Ji Changkong's voice fell, he burst out with an invisible and powerful murderous aura, and rolled towards Ling Sihai and the others.

Ling Sihai stood tall and straight like a sharp sword in the courtyard, not at all shocked by Ji Changkong's murderous aura.

He stared at Ji Tianxing with fierce eyes, his eyes were stained with blood from anger, and he roared in a low voice: "Ji Tianxing! Yun Fei's spirit in the sky!"

As he spoke, he couldn't hold back his tyrannical murderous aura, and suddenly drew his sword and shot.

"Shhhhh!"

Ling Sihai, who was at the fourth level of the Tongxuan Realm, swung his sword with all his strength, and even cut out three dark blue sword beams, killing Ji Tianxing, who was five feet away.

Each sword beam is more than two feet long and three fingers wide, and contains powerful and violent power.

Ji Tianxing was looking at Ling Sihai and the eight masters behind him, and he was not prepared to take action as soon as Ling Sihai met.

Seeing the three sword beams slashing at extreme speed, his complexion changed, and he subconsciously retreated to avoid it.

At this moment, Ji Changkong's figure flashed out a zhang away, blocking him.

"Chong!"

Ji Changkong pulled out his sword instantly, and swayed a dazzling cold light, slashing at the three sword lights.

"Bang bang bang!"

In a series of muffled sounds, the three sword beams emitted by Ling Sihai were all smashed into pieces.

The sharp and violent sword energy also forced Ling Sihai to take two steps back, his face ashen.

Ji Changkong pointed at the ground with a sword in his hand, stood proudly in the field, and shouted in a deep voice: "Ling Sihai! If you want to kill my son Tianxing, I will cut off your head first!"

"Ji Changkong!" Ling Sihai let out a low growl full of rage, and shouted with anger: "Yesterday, Ji Tianxing sent a letter to my daughter Yun Fei and asked her to meet at Meiyuan in the western suburbs. Killed by him, died tragically in Mei Zhuangzhong."

"Killing to pay for your life and paying your debts is just right! Ji Changkong, if you don't hand over Ji Tianxing today, don't blame me for killing!"

Ji Changkong immediately sneered: "Hehe, Ling Sihai, you keep saying that my son Tianxing killed Ling Yunfei, where is your evidence?"

"Without evidence, you're just spewing blood and slander!"

"Do you want evidence?" Ling Sihai also sneered tit for tat, took out a letter from the sleeve of his robe, shook his hand and hit Ji Changkong.

"This is a letter from Ji Tianxing to Yun Fei, this is the proof!"

A cold light flashed in Ji Changkong's eyes, and his expression remained unchanged, and he reached out to catch the letter.

He opened the letter and glanced at it, then threw it on the ground and sneered: "Hehe, what can a letter represent? This letter can represent, did my son Tianxing kill Ling Yunfei with his own hands?"

"Ling Sihai! We used to be good friends, and we almost became in-laws. And your daughter Ling Yunfei, who is despicable and shameless, murdered Tianxing, causing him to lose his skills and be ridiculed by the world!"

"Don't say that Tianxing didn't kill your daughter, even if he did kill Ling Yunfei, that's what your daughter deserves!"

Ling Sihai suddenly laughed in anger, and his face turned black with rage.

His muscles and bones were stretched to the limit, and he made a crunching sound, obviously pushing his strength to the limit.

"Ji Changkong! Since you are determined to protect Ji Tianxing, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

"Give it all to me! Kill Ji Changkong first, then Ji Tianxing, to avenge Yun Fei!"

The furious Ling Sihai waved his hand on the spot and gave the order to besiege Ji Changkong.

Eight murderous martial arts masters have secretly accumulated strength and are ready to go.

At this time, they received Ling Sihai's order, and they immediately rushed towards Ji Changkong with savage faces, and launched a siege with their swords.

Ling Sihai also shouted angrily, and fiercely rushed towards Ji Changkong, swinging his sword and pouring out the sword light that filled the sky.

Ji Changkong was surrounded by nine martial arts masters, and they each used their unique skills to launch a frantic attack.

Ji Changkong was at ease and fearless, fighting against Ling Sihai and the eight masters with his sword alone, showing his demeanor as a master.

He used the ten profound swordsmanship of the Ji family, showing a very mysterious kendo attainment. Wherever the sword light went, he forced everyone to retreat.

With his strength at the sixth level of the Profound Opening Realm, he is enough to disdain the audience and despise Ling Sihai and the eight martial arts masters!

After all, the most powerful Ling Sihai is only at the fourth level of the Tongxuan Realm.

Among the eight martial arts masters, there were three masters at the eighth and ninth levels of True Essence, and only five masters in the Profound Profound Realm, and they were all at the first to third levels of the Profound Profound Realm.

Even though Ling Sihai and others had the advantage of being numerous and powerful, Ji Changkong was helpless for a while, but he was forced to be in a hurry and was extremely embarrassed.

In an instant, the shadows of swords, lights and swords suddenly appeared in the courtyard, and cold light shone in all directions.

The violent and raging sword energy swept through the twenty-zhang space, and carved out the ravines on the bluestone floor.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang" the sound of swords clashing incessantly.

The fierce fighting made everyone in the Ji family dazzled and held their breaths.

In just a few short breaths, the two sides fought more than a dozen moves.

At this time, Ji Changkong forced the surrounding masters back with a sword, jumped out of the crowd, and stood still three feet away.

The fighting stopped temporarily.

Ji Changkong was unscathed, still breathing calmly, but his face was slightly pale.

On the other hand, Ling Sihai and the others looked a little embarrassed, and all of them were injured.

The two masters of the real yuan realm were the worst, with swords on their chests, backs and shoulders, their clothes were soaked with blood and stained red, and their hair was disheveled.

There were also one or two sword wounds on the bodies of several experts in the Profound Opening Realm, but none of them were fatal.

Even the most powerful Ling Sihai was struck by a sword in the chest, and a piece of white bone could be seen in the blood-smeared wound.

Seeing this scene, everyone in the Ji family showed a strong expression of inconceivable, and burst into exclamations.

Only Ji Rufeng and Ji Hao had a gloomy expression on their faces, their eyes flashing with thoughts, and they didn't know what they were thinking.