With a warm and fragrant body in his arms, he smelled the delicate fragrance of a young girl that was like an orchid, yet not an orchid, yet not a musk. Song Qing's spirits were immediately lifted, and he couldn't help but laugh loudly, "Miss Ren, let me borrow your sword. ()
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Although he had a wooden sword, it was too obvious. Who in the world didn't know that his weapon was a wooden sword? Once he took it out, his deliberately hidden identity would immediately be exposed. What worried Song Qing the most was what if Ren Yingying found out that he was Song Qing and refused to let him treat her?
According to the little things that happened between the two of them, the probability of this happening was 100%.
Whether it was his previous life or this life, Song Qing had a good impression of Ren Yingying. He didn't want to see her die.
"You … you take it yourself." At this time, Ren Yingying's hands were wrapped around his neck, but the dagger was placed in her arms. Now that he was dodging and moving around, she was worried that if she let go, she would fall down. The other party would definitely want to save her, and if the enemy took the opportunity to attack, it would be over.
Ren Yingying clenched her teeth and muttered to herself, "It's urgent!"
Song Qing was startled as well. He never expected that Eldest Young Miss Ren, who had always been shy and tender, would actually be so decisive. Of course, he wouldn't be embarrassed. In any case, she was his fiancée, so this wasn't too much.
"What a pair of adulterers! I wonder how Linghu Chong will feel when he sees this. " Ever since the other party held Ren Yingying in his arms and was able to move and dodge, the situation on the battlefield had changed drastically. His previous strategy of besieging Ren Yingying to rescue Ren Yingying had become ineffective. He could only use words and hope that Ren Yingying would refuse to be held by that person again out of shame and anger.
"Courting death!" Song Qing's expression turned cold as he reached into Ren Yingying's bosom. A cold light flashed, and Zuo Lenchan screamed as he retreated hastily. When he steadied himself, everyone could clearly see that his left hand was drenched in blood. His little finger and Nameless Finger were nowhere to be found.
Zuo Lenchan, on the other hand, was valiant. After sealing the acupoints to stop the bleeding, he brandished his long sword and rushed forward. As he rushed, he shouted at his men in black, "Are you all dead? Kill them!"
The reason why that group of people had hesitated before was because of Zuo Lenchan's status and reputation in the martial arts world. Not only did he take advantage of someone's precarious situation, but he also wanted to team up with another Peerless Master Kung Fu in front of Great Master Fangzheng of Shaolin Temple. If they all attacked together, even if they won the Song Mountain Sect, they would still lose face.
Now that they saw that Zuo Lenchan was heavily injured, everyone came to a realization. This was a life and death struggle, so how could they have the time to care about face? Instantly, they howled and charged over.
Song Qing forced You Tanzhi to retreat with one strike of his sword. Looking at the crowd that was charging at them from a short distance away, he lowered his head to look at Ren Yingying and asked softly, "Miss Ren, are you afraid?"
Ren Yingying smiled. "With Senior here, why would I be afraid?"
"Hahaha," Song Qing let out a long laugh. His heroic spirit was instantly reignited. He looked at the crowd that was charging at him and shouted, "Even if all of you come at me together, I have nothing to fear!"
His shout was filled with inner power. The people in black only felt their ears buzzing. Intimidated by his power, they actually did not dare to continue moving forward for a moment.
Song Qing did not take advantage of the situation to pursue them. Instead, he raised the short sword in his hand in front of him and carefully observed it. He saw that the blade was short and thin, and seemed transparent under the sunlight. He could not help but ask curiously, "Miss Ren, does this sword have a name?"
Ren Yingying shook her head slightly. "I found this in the armory of Blackwood Cliff when I was young. I even specifically asked my father, but even he did not know its name."
"This sword is almost transparent, as if it has no form. It is in line with the meaning of the Shadow Bearing, a famous sword of the Spring and Autumn Period. Let's call it Shadow Bearing." As soon as Song Qing finished speaking, a dragon's roar came from the blade. It was as if the sword had a spirit and liked the name very much.
"Shadow Bearing?" Ren Yingying muttered to herself. She could not help but recall the legend of the Shadow Bearing Sword that she had read about in ancient times. One day during the Spring and Autumn Period, in a pine forest on the outskirts of Wei Country, at the moment when the sky turned black and white, a pair of hands slowly rose up. Both hands clasped a sword hilt. Only the hilt and not the blade of the long sword could be seen. However, a fleeting shadow of the sword was faintly cast on the northern wall. The shadow of the sword only existed for a moment before disappearing with the arrival of the day. It was not until dusk that the sky gradually darkened. At the moment when day and night intersected, the fleeting shadow of the sword reappeared …
"Alright, let's call it Shadow Bearing!" Ren Yingying's eyes brightened. She felt that this sword had many similarities with the famous ancient sword.
"You're at death's door, yet you still have the leisure to be so carefree!" Zuo Lenchan snorted coldly. Dissatisfied with his men's retreat, he took the initiative to attack.
Seeing that Zuo Lenchan had taken the lead, the group of people in black looked at each other and also brandished their weapons to attack.
In this way, the pressure that Song Qing faced suddenly increased. No matter how high his martial arts were, he only had one hand, and these people in black were not mediocre.
Of course, if Song Qing encountered these people on an ordinary day, he would at most kill them with one sword strike. But now he had to constantly transfer his Genuine Qi into Ren Yingying's body, which reduced his strength by almost half. Moreover, he had to protect Ren Yingying at all times. Often when he was about to stab someone to death, he had to withdraw halfway to block the attack aimed at Ren Yingying.
Not far away, Zi saw that Song Qing was still standing in the center despite being in a slightly awkward situation. She could not help but feel secretly annoyed. "Bah, what kind of leader of the Five Mountain Sword Faction is that? It sounds so impressive, but it turns out that he is so useless. So many people attacking him, but he can't even defeat one person, and he's even carrying a woman in his arms!"
At the same time, she was secretly frightened. "This person's martial arts are so high. If he escapes today, he will come looking for Zi in the future, and her little life will be gone …"
Zi wanted to help, but it was a pity that she knew her own limitations. With her martial arts, even Zuo Lenchan's men in black were far inferior to her. If she went to help, she would not only cause trouble but also seek death.
Suddenly seeing Wu Yunzhu who was not far away with an anxious face, Zi rolled her eyes and suddenly came up with a plan. With a light leap, she flew to Wu Yunzhu's side, grabbed her throat, and said to Song Qing with a smile, "Hey, what kind of expert, if you don't give up, this little girl will die."
Song Qing looked back and saw Wu Yunzhu's situation, and he could not help but snort.
Zi still wanted to say something, but that cold snort sounded like thunder in her ears. She suddenly became absent-minded for a moment. When she came back to her senses, she was shocked to find that the tip of a sword had appeared in her throat.
"Let go of her." Song Qing held Ren Yingying in his arms and said in a low voice.
"No!" Although the cold air on the tip of the sword had caused goosebumps on her neck, Zi still stubbornly raised her head, and her hand was still holding Wu Yunzhu's throat.
"Big brother, don't worry about me!" Wu Yunzhu said hurriedly.
"Hehe, little beauty, if he really didn't care about you, he would have stabbed you with the sword just now. Isn't he worried that I will hurt you before I die?" Zi naughtily blew into Wu Yunzhu's ear with a smile on her face.
Song Qing could not help but look at her in surprise. He did not expect her to be so calm in this situation at such a young age. If it was someone else, even the bravest warrior in the army would have subconsciously retreated to protect himself. But she actually made a decision in such a short time. Not only did she not retreat, but she also tightened her grip on Wu Yunzhu's throat.
"Let go of Miss Zi!" Seeing that his little fairy in his heart had a sword pointed at her throat, You Tanzhi went crazy and pounced on Song Qing in a rage.
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