Ye Li smiled helplessly and said, "So what if I'm afraid?" If she was afraid that Ling Tiehan would let her go, she didn't mind showing how scared she was. Ling Tiehan looked down at the iron sword in his hand and said, "If Princess is willing, you can visit the Yanwang Chamber of Commerce as a guest. After half a month, I will personally send Princess back. "
Ling Tiehan made it very obvious that he didn't want to make things difficult for Ye Li. He just wanted to stop her from rushing back. As for whether Ye Li was alive or dead, it didn't make any difference to Ling Tiehan. Ling Tiehan didn't want to fight with her because of his friendship with Xu Qingchen and his admiration for Ye Li.
Unfortunately, although Ling Tiehan thought so, Ye Li didn't appreciate his kindness. She smiled faintly and said, "Pavilion Master Ling, please."
As Ye Li spoke, Zhuo Jing, Lin Han, and A 'Jin quietly moved and surrounded Ling Tiehan. However, on the whole, they all seemed to be blocking Ye Li from entering the room. Seeing their actions, Ling Tiehan's eyes flashed with admiration. He nodded and said, "In that case, I'll offend you."
Ling Tiehan slowly pulled out the iron sword in his hand. His movements were slow as if he was hesitating whether to use the sword or not. Just as he pulled out the sword, Zhuo Jing, Lin Han, and A 'Jin rushed over from three directions at the same time. This was supposed to happen in the blink of an eye, but the moment they moved, they saw a cold light cut through the night sky. Ling Tiehan's long sword swept toward Zhuo Jing and the others with a sharp sword aura.
With Ling Tiehan's skills, if Zhuo Jing and the others met him head-on, they would be injured or killed. So when they saw the cold light, the three of them changed their direction at the same time and brushed past the sword aura. A large piece of Lin Han's clothes was cut off.
Zhuo Jing and the other two stared at the man in front of them solemnly. At that moment, they finally understood the gap between them and a real super master. Facing Ling Tiehan's overwhelming pressure, the three of them only felt a faint burning pain in their hearts. If it weren't for the fact that the three of them were people with strong willpower, they would have already fallen to the ground.
Zhuo Jing took a deep breath. Suddenly, he straightened his sword and charged toward Ling Tiehan again. Figures danced in front of him, and Sword Qi filled the air. However, Zhuo Jing's all-out attack was unable to disrupt Ling Tiehan's state of mind. As they fought, Ling Tiehan even had the time to speak. "That's right. In the world of martial arts, only speed is invincible. But … you're not fast enough! "
Ling Tiehan's speed wasn't fast, but no matter how fast Zhuo Jing was, Ling Tiehan's sword was always able to easily block at the most appropriate place. This kind of attack didn't just exhaust the opponent's physical strength and energy, it also wore down the opponent's willpower.
Lin Han and Ah Jin looked at each other. Lin Han raised the sword in his hand and charged forward. Ah Jin waved the long whip in her hand. With a whoosh, it shot toward Ling Tiehan like a poisonous snake.
Ye Li, who was standing at the side, sighed slightly. She drew the short blade in her sleeve and charged forward as well. In terms of close combat, there weren't many people in the world who were Ye Li's match. But Ling Tiehan was obviously one of them. "Princess's skills … It's a pity that your internal energy is too weak," Ling Tiehan praised sincerely. As a woman, Ye Li's skills weren't bad. She had only been practicing internal energy for ten years, but she was already comparable to Leng Liuyue. It was clear that Ye Li's talent wasn't ordinary. It was a pity that she had missed the best age to practice internal energy. Compared to a peerless master like Ling Tiehan, she really wasn't worth mentioning.
Ye Li's movements were even faster than Zhuo Jing and Lin Han's. Every move she made was aimed at a vital point. However, in Ling Tiehan's eyes, such a dangerous move was still not enough. It was no wonder that she was the only peerless master in the world who could compete with Prince Ding.
Although it was four against one, Zhuo Jing and the others became more and more depressed. Just like how they couldn't win against Prince Ding, they also couldn't win against Ling Tiehan who was evenly matched with Prince Ding.
"Princess, leave quickly!" Zhuo Jing said in a low voice.
Ye Li smiled bitterly, but her hands didn't stop moving. How could she leave now? Ling Tiehan wasn't using his full strength. If she left, Zhuo Jing would die in a few moments at Ling Tiehan's hands. More importantly … she didn't have the confidence that she could escape Ling Tiehan's pursuit alone.
"Princess Ding, I have offended you." Ling Tiehan's cold voice carried a trace of regret.
The sword in his hand moved like the wind, easily pushing Zhuo Jing and Lin Han aside. His sword went straight for Ye Li.
"Princess!"
Zhuo Jing and the other two exclaimed in unison. At the same time, Zhuo Jing whistled softly and rushed forward with Lin Han. The long swords in their hands fiercely chopped down. This strike used up all of their strength, and they actually managed to block Ling Tiehan's strike. Ah Jin took the opportunity to pull Ye Li behind her with her long whip. "Princess, leave quickly!" Ah Jin said, staring at Ling Tiehan with an unfriendly expression.
"Interesting." Ling Tiehan raised his eyebrows as he looked at Zhuo Jing and Lin Han who had fallen to the ground. They weren't injured. They just used up all their strength to block Ling Tiehan's sword. But if these two people did not die this time, no matter if it was their state of mind or martial arts, they would have a huge improvement. "The people from Ding Palace are indeed extraordinary. But … is there anyone who can block the next sword? "
Ye Li's expression was heavy. She had never felt so powerless in all these years. Qi Lin hadn't arrived yet. He must have been entangled by the people sent by the Yanwang Chamber of Commerce and Lei Zhenting. Moreover, as the saying goes, a strong person can defeat ten skilled people. In the face of absolute strength, no matter how many strategies and schemes there were, they were all empty words.
Looking at the woman in white who was as calm as water, Ling Tiehan sighed softly and waved the sword in his hand. Ah Jin swung her whip. The whip, which was specially made by a skilled craftsman, was easily cut by the sword. The sword swept toward Ye Li without stopping. Zhuo Jing and the others widened their eyes in despair.
"Whoosh!"
In the dark forest, a strong force shot out and hit Ling Tiehan's sword. The sword that was stabbing toward Ye Li paused. Ling Tiehan's expression changed slightly. His gaze shot toward the forest on the ancient road. "Who is it?!"
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