Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

"You...who are you?" Zhang Ling asked.

Zhao Wuji sneered: "It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is that you will soon become a dead man."

A cold light flashed in Zhang Ling's eyes. He raised his sword and pointed it at Zhao Wuji: "Even if you are a human or a ghost, I will kill you today to avenge my dead brother!"

"Just you?" Zhao Wuji curled his lips in disdain. "Do you think you are still the powerful Zhang Ling? You are just a waste now."

A flash of anger appeared in Zhang Ling's eyes. He stopped talking nonsense and swung his sword towards Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji also drew the long sword from his waist and started a fierce battle with Zhang Ling.

Both of them were extremely skilled in swordsmanship. For a moment, the cave was filled with flashing sword lights and the shadows of knives.

Zhang Ling's swordsmanship is extremely sharp and every move is deadly, but Zhao Wuji's swordsmanship is insidious and vicious, making it difficult to defend against.

The two of them fought back and forth, and the fight was hard to resolve.

Xue Ji watched from the side, her heart filled with worry.

She knew that Zhang Ling's martial arts skills were very high, but Zhao Wuji's strength should not be underestimated.

She held the dagger tightly in her hand, ready to help at any time.

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji stabbed Zhang Ling's shoulder with a sword, and blood gushed out immediately.

"Ah!" Zhang Ling screamed and staggered back.

Seeing this, Xue Ji rushed forward and stood in front of Zhang Ling.

"Xue Ji, hurry up and leave!" Zhang Ling shouted anxiously.

"I won't leave!" Xue Ji said firmly, "If we have to die, we want to die together!"

Zhao Wuji looked at Xue Ji, with a lewd light in his eyes: "My little beauty, you are so beautiful, why don't you follow me? I promise you will enjoy endless wealth and glory."

"Bah!" Xue Ji spat, "You're dreaming!"

Zhao Wuji's face suddenly darkened: "If you don't accept my toast, you will be punished!"

He raised his sword and stabbed at Xue Ji.

Seeing this, Zhang Ling quickly used all his strength to push Xue Ji away.

"Puff!" The long sword pierced Zhang Ling's chest, and blood immediately dyed his clothes red.

"Zhang Ling!" Xue Ji exclaimed and hurriedly supported Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling's face was pale and his breathing was rapid. He looked at Xue Ji with reluctance in his eyes.

"Xue Ji...I...I..."

"Don't talk!" Xue Ji said with sobs, "You will be fine, I will definitely save you!"

Zhao Wuji looked at this scene and sneered, "It's really touching, but it's a pity that you are all going to die!"

He raised his sword, ready to deal a fatal blow to Zhang Ling.

At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded: "Stop!"

A figure appeared at the entrance of the cave. It was a tall man wearing a white robe and a mask on his face, so his expression could not be seen clearly.

"Who are you?" Zhao Wuji asked vigilantly.

The man didn't say anything. He slowly took off his mask, revealing a handsome face.

"You...you are..." Zhao Wuji looked at the man's face, his eyes full of shock.

"Long time no see, Zhao Wuji." The man said with a smile, "I didn't expect you were still alive."

"You...you are...Xuanyuan Wuji!" Zhao Wuji exclaimed.

"Yes, it's me." Xuanyuan Wuji nodded, "I came here to take Zhang Ling away."

"Don't even think about it!" Zhao Wuji roared, "Zhang Ling is mine, I want to kill him with my own hands!"

"Just you?" Xuanyuan Wuji curled his lips in disdain, "Do you think you are still the powerful Zhao Wuji? You are just a stray dog ​​now."

"You..." Zhao Wuji's face turned red, he clenched the sword in his hand, ready to fight to the death with Xuanyuan Wuji.

Just then, a noisy sound suddenly came from outside the cave.

"What's going on?" Zhao Wuji frowned, with an ominous premonition in his heart.

A man in black rushed into the cave, knelt in front of Zhao Wuji, and said in panic: "Oh no, leader, we are surrounded!"

"What?" Zhao Wuji's face changed drastically. "Who is it? Who dares to surround us?"

"Yes... yes..." the man in black stammered, "Yes... it's the imperial army!"

"The imperial army?" Zhao Wuji's expression became even uglier. "How could this happen?"

He looked at Xuanyuan Wuji, his eyes full of hatred: "It's you! It's you who betrayed me!"

Xuanyuan Wuji sneered: "Zhao Wuji, you have committed many evil deeds and deserve to die. Today is the day you die!"

A trace of despair flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes. He knew that he could not escape.

He looked at Zhang Ling and Xue Ji, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Zhang Ling, Xue Ji, I won't let you go even if I become a ghost!"

After he finished speaking, he slashed his throat with his sword and died.

Zhang Ling was stunned. Zhao Wuji? How could it be possible? Five years ago, Zhao Wuji had clearly died, killed by his sword.

"Impossible...you...aren't you dead?" Zhang Ling's voice trembled, as if he had seen a ghost.

Zhao Wuji laughed loudly, and his laughter echoed in the cave, which seemed particularly eerie and terrifying. "Death? How could I die? Thanks to you, I went to a more exciting place, where I was reborn and gained more powerful strength!"

Zhang Ling's face turned pale. He felt the powerful aura emanating from Zhao Wuji. It was a suffocating feeling of oppression.

"You...what do you want to do?" Zhang Ling clenched the sword in his hand and asked vigilantly.

"What? Of course I'm here to take revenge!" A vicious light flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes. "Five years ago, you killed me and took away everything from me. Today, I will make you pay with blood!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wuji's figure disappeared from the spot.

Zhang Ling was startled and quickly swung his sword to block.

"clang!"

There was a loud sound of metal collision, and Zhang Ling felt a numbness in the palm of his hand, and the sword in his hand almost slipped out of his hand.

Zhao Wuji's speed was so fast that Zhang Ling couldn't see his movements at all.

He could only rely on his instinct to continuously swing his sword to block Zhao Wuji's attacks.

"boom!"

Zhang Ling was kicked away by Zhao Wuji and fell heavily to the ground, spurting blood from his mouth.

Seeing this, Xue Ji hurried to Zhang Ling and helped him sit up.

"Zhang Ling, are you okay?" Xue Ji asked anxiously.

"I...I'm fine..." Zhang Ling shook his head. He struggled to stand up and clenched the sword in his hand again.

"Xue Ji, please go quickly, I will stop him!" Zhang Ling said to Xue Ji.

"No, I won't leave. I want to fight with you!" Xue Ji said firmly.

Zhang Ling looked at Xue Ji's determined eyes and felt deeply moved.

"Okay, let's fight together!" Zhang Ling said.

The two fought side by side and engaged in a fierce battle with Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji's martial arts skills are far superior to Zhang Ling and Xue Ji, and they are difficult to resist even if they join forces.

"boom!"

Zhang Ling was knocked away by Zhao Wuji again and fell heavily to the ground.

"Zhang Ling!" Xue Ji exclaimed and hurried to Zhang Ling.

"Cough cough..." Zhang Ling coughed a few times and blood spurted out of his mouth again.

"How...how are you?" Xue Ji asked anxiously.

"I...I'm fine..." Zhang Ling shook his head. He struggled to stand up, but found that he had no strength left.

Zhao Wuji slowly walked up to Zhang Ling, looked down at him, his eyes full of mockery.

"Zhang Ling, aren't you very powerful? How come you don't even have the strength to stand up now?" Zhao Wuji said with a sneer.

"You...you..." Zhang Ling wanted to speak, but found that he could not speak.

"Hahaha..." Zhao Wuji laughed, "Zhang Ling, you have come to this day! I will make you watch your woman die in front of you!"

As he spoke, Zhao Wuji grabbed Xue Ji's hair and lifted her up.

"Xue Ji!" Zhang Ling exclaimed. He wanted to save Xue Ji, but found that he could not move at all.

"Let her go!" Zhang Ling roared.

"Let her go? Who do you think you are?" Zhao Wuji laughed disdainfully, "You are just a piece of trash, what qualifications do you have to order me around?"

"You...you..." Zhang Ling was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he was powerless.

Zhao Wuji looked at Zhang Ling's angry and helpless appearance, and his heart was filled with pleasure.

“Hahaha…” He laughed again, “Zhang Ling, just wait for death here! I will let you watch with your own eyes as your woman is tortured to death by me!”

After saying that, Zhao Wuji took Xue Ji out of the cave.

Zhang Ling lay on the ground, looking at Zhao Wuji's departing back, his eyes filled with despair.

He tried to stand up, but found that he had no strength left.

He wanted to call for help, but found that he could no longer speak.

He could only watch Xue Ji being taken away by Zhao Wuji, and he was powerless to do anything.

"Xue Ji..." Zhang Ling murmured Xue Ji's name, his eyes full of unwillingness and despair.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a warm current in his body.

The warm current quickly flowed through his whole body, making him feel unprecedented strength.

Zhang Ling suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of shock.

He felt his body was full of strength, as if he could destroy everything.

"What is...what is this?" Zhang Ling was full of doubts.

Just then, he suddenly heard a voice ringing in his mind.

"Congratulations host, activate the system!"

"System?" Zhang Ling was stunned for a moment, then he realized that he had traveled through time and space and also obtained a system!

"System, can you help me save Xue Ji?" Zhang Ling asked hurriedly.

"Of course!" the system replied, "As long as the host completes the tasks issued by the system, he can get rewards, improve his strength, and finally rescue Xue Ji!"

"Okay, I accept!" Zhang Ling said without hesitation.

He must rescue Xue Ji and take revenge on Zhao Wuji!

"Ding! Mission issued: Kill ten monsters!"

"Mission Reward: Increase your cultivation by one level!"

Zhang Ling stood up, his eyes full of determination.

He gripped the sword tightly in his hand and walked out of the cave.

He knew that his road to revenge had just begun!

Shortly after Zhang Ling left the cave, a figure appeared in the cave.

She was a woman dressed in white, with a beautiful face and extraordinary temperament.

She looked in the direction where Zhang Ling left, her eyes filled with complicated expressions.

"Zhang Ling, you must come back alive..." the woman murmured to herself.

She is Xue Ji.

It turned out that Xue Ji was not taken away by Zhao Wuji, but was rescued by a mysterious man.

Who is this mysterious person? Why did she save Xue Ji?

Can Zhang Ling complete the tasks issued by the system, improve his strength, and finally rescue Xue Ji and avenge Zhao Wuji?

"Captain, I am not good at anything else, but I am very good at using mortars. Just wait and see!" said an old soldier with three scars on his face and one ear missing, patting his chest. His name is Li Dapao, the platoon leader of the mortar platoon of the 772nd Regiment, and the only veteran in the regiment who can operate mortars. Now, he has become Zhang Ling's last hope.