Chapter 152: For the master or for the junior sister?
Siyan looked at Jin Tao and couldn't help but notice that he was holding a sword in his hand. She had never seen him holding a sword since he was in the Poison King Valley. This seemed to be a bad omen.
Shangguan Ling also saw his sword and said with a cruel smile: "I heard that you don't use the sword anymore. It seems that the rumor is false..."
Jin Tao also frowned and smiled, "The rumors are true, but I can make an exception for you."
The two people's eyes were fighting, fighting fiercely, as if they were feuding for nine lifetimes, like fire and water, black and white, so clearly hostile.
"Oh, just you..." Shangguan Ling said coldly, not taking Jin Tao seriously at all, "You know, you have never defeated me. It was impossible before, and it will be even less possible in the future."
Siyan took back the dagger, sat aside and said calmly: "Stop chirping, you will know who wins and who loses."
She's too lazy to care about this kind of thing, it's just fine to sit and watch like this
Shangguan Ling and Jin Tao looked slightly surprised at the same time. They did not expect Siyan to be indifferent. In fact, many times, half of the reasons for men fighting are because of women.
"You traitor, today I have to clean up the house for my master..."
Shangguan Ling instantly drew his sword and rushed over, like a sharp arrow flying away from the string, making people shudder.
The tip of the sword instantly arrived in front of Jin Tao. The sword flashed with cold light and went straight to his throat. Jin Tao stepped back and his figure dodged back. He was only ten kilometers away from the sword edge. Shangguan Ling shouted and tried to get closer, but that
The distance is neither more nor less
Jin Tao's left-hand sword has not yet been unsheathed, and he is about to retreat to the end, but Shangguan Ling's sword is not weak at all, and his eyes are full of murderous intent.
One step away, below is the forbidden palace guarded by guards. Most people cannot bring it into the palace, not to mention that the sword has been unsheathed. If the guards are really alerted, the consequences may be disastrous. Thinking of this, Jin Tao stopped suddenly when his feet touched the ground, and his body
With a slant, he dodged the sword edge
Where Shangguan Ling was willing to give up, his sword swept across in an instant...
There was a flash of cold light, and a strand of black hair rose up in the air and was blown everywhere by the wind.
Jin Tao couldn't dodge, and a strand of his hair was cut off, but he never drew his sword and seemed to have no intention of using it.
"Why don't you draw your sword! Do you look down on me?" Shangguan Ling was a little angry and pointed his sword at Jin Tao and said.
Jin Tao stood there and looked at Shangguan Ling calmly, "Do you really hate me that much? Is it for the sake of the disciples or for the little junior sister?"