Martial Arts Have Mastery

It's late at night, and people are still awake.

Shen Ling ran back and forth on the wall of his yard, and would step into the air from time to time.

This action, which should have been stuck in the usual way, or even fell to the face, did not happen like this.

Shen Ling, who was stepping into the air, seemed to be stepping on an invisible wall, and his whole body could be suspended in mid-air for more than a second.

A second later, Shen Ling landed directly.

He recalled the feeling of stepping on the air before, and there was a little smile on his face.

Stepping into the air, stepping into the air, actually stepping in mid-air.

Although Shen Ling can only take one step in the air on the first floor of stepping in the air, but in actual combat, this step is enough to defy the sky!

Two days later.

Standing at the door of Shen's house, Shen Ling looked at the pedestrians coming and going in front of him, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "Why haven't you come yet?"

Time ticked by.

After waiting for a while, Shen Ling frowned slightly.

Now that the expected arrival time of Yang Jian's family has passed, these people won't have any problems on the way, right?

"Come on, bring the horse!"

The servants quickly led the horse to Shen Ling, and Shen Ling took the reins and jumped up.

"drive!"

After leaving Shen's residence, Shen Ling directly left Qihua City.

He kept walking along the official road, and kept looking around.

One kilometer, no.

Three kilometers, no...

When Shen Ling reined in the horse hesitantly, he suddenly heard a loud voice coming from the front.

The voice was a little fuzzy, and Shen Ling even wondered if he heard it wrong.

He continued to move forward, and the noisy voice gradually became clear.

That was the sound of metal and iron clanging and low growls fighting.

Someone is fighting!

Shen Ling rode his horse and rushed to the battlefield.

He saw a group of men in black surrounding the guards of the carriage, and the appearance of the carriage was exactly the same as the carriage that Miss Qin had told him about.

This may be the carriage in which Yang Jian's family of six rode.

Shen Ling jumped off the horse.

The two men in black noticed this side, they winked at each other, and then attacked Shen Ling at the same time.

Shen Ling held the knife handle with his right hand, and slowly raised his head.

This is the first time he has used this knife that looks like a ring head knife since he got it.

The moment Shen Ling stopped, two men in black had already arrived in front of Shen Ling.

Each of them held a sharp sword and attacked from two directions at the same time. The sword moves even blocked all Shen Ling's possibility of dodging.

This kind of tacit understanding and cooperation made Shen Ling secretly amazed.

It's a pity that Shen Ling never thought of hiding.

The black knife in his hand was unsheathed instantly, and Shen Ling slowly walked behind the two of them.

A gust of strong wind blew by, and the two assassins with extraordinary skills and tacit cooperation fell to the ground with a 'bang', blood gushed from their throats, and their eyes were still blank before they died.

Shen Ling continued to move forward, swinging the black knife in his hand continuously.

Under his violent push, one black-clothed assassin after another died under the black knife.

Blood stained the road, but the carriage guards who were already in danger shouted in surprise: "Reinforcements are coming, kill me!"

A guard finished off the enemy in front of him, and happened to glance at Shen Ling.

With just this glance, the guard saw a man in black standing on a high place bending his bow and aiming at Shen Ling.

"Be careful!!"

Hearing the reminder, Shen Ling turned his head and looked to the other side.

He saw the arrow flying at high speed, subconsciously turned his head to the left, and grabbed his left hand in front of him.

The second half of the arrow was caught by Shen Ling, and the arrow was still trembling.

Shen Ling observed the arrow with the bloodletting groove at close range,

Then he pressed it hard with his left hand into two sections.

Sneak attack!

The action of the bow-wielding assassin made Shen Ling's eyes flash with displeasure.

He quickly ran towards the hill where the bow-wielding assassin was, while also calculating the distance between himself and the opponent.

Fifty steps, forty steps, thirty steps...

During this period, the bow-wielding assassin shot two arrows, but Shen Ling dodged them flexibly.

twenty steps.

When the distance between the two had shortened to a certain level, Shen Ling suddenly jumped up, making the bow-wielding assassin who was about to turn around and retreat hesitate.

Shen Ling jumped up, which was tantamount to giving up his own flexible characteristics, which was simply stupid.

As long as he hits Shen Ling with one arrow, then...

There is no need to evacuate.

Thinking of this, the bow-wielding assassin bent his bow and set an arrow, aimed at Shen Ling's landing point, and let go of the bowstring.

The arrow flew out at high speed, and the bow-wielding assassin had sharp eyes.

As an archer, he knew very well that as long as the arrow hits, Shen Ling will be seriously injured if he does not die.

But at this moment, a trace of horror suddenly flashed in the eyes of the bow-wielding assassin.

He saw that Shen Ling, who was supposed to have nowhere to hide, actually stepped on the air, as if stepping on a wall, borrowing a force out of thin air.

How is this going?

The bow-wielding assassin couldn't understand what he saw, but looking at Shen Ling's falling body, he took out the arrow again and slowly pulled the bowstring.

He knew that this was his last chance!

"Fifteen steps."

A calm voice suddenly came from Shen Ling's mouth.

The bow-wielding assassin met Shen Ling's eyes. Just as he put the arrow on the bowstring, Shen Ling slashed through the air.

Fifteen steps, fifteen meters...

For Shen Ling, this was a distance at which saber energy could maintain its power.

It is also his lore distance.

"Whoosh—"

In less than a second, the saber energy passed through the bow-wielding assassin's body.

The bow-wielding assassin's face was still full of confusion. He couldn't understand why Shen Ling was able to fly into the air, and why he was able to wield a half-moon-like saber aura.

As a well-informed silver medal assassin, he fell to the ground on his back with many puzzles and doubts.

The body split neatly.

"ended."

Shaking off the blood on the black knife, Shen Ling put the knife back into its sheath.

He walked over to the corpse.

The bow assassin didn't have much on him, except for a silver token, only the bow and a dagger were considered good.

Didn't even bring any money...

Shen Ling didn't understand.

After killing the bow-wielding assassin, Shen Ling walked back to the carriage.

After he participated in the battlefield and killed a large number of black-clothed assassins, the remaining guards had finished cleaning up the remaining assassins.

As soon as Shen Ling came back, the guards who were cleaning the battlefield involuntarily lowered their heads when they saw him.

Don't look at Shen Ling as young, he can be a master! !

Shen Ling didn't understand the actions of these guards, he just said quietly: "Mr. Yang Jianyang's family is in the car?"

A guard nodded and asked doubtfully, "Yes, you are?"

Shen Ling said slowly: "My name is Shen Ling. I was entrusted by Ms. Qin to pick up Mr. Yang's family."

The guard glanced at Shen Ling, and said unexpectedly: "So you are Mr. Shen. Wait a minute, I'll call Mr. Yang."

The carriage door opened.

Shen Ling saw several faces full of fear, and the oldest man was squatting in front of a young girl with a sad expression on his face.

Seems like something is wrong?

Shen Ling stepped forward, looked at Yang Jian and said, "What's the matter?"

Before Yang Jian could speak, a seven or eight-year-old doll said, "My sister was shot by an arrow."

get shot?