One hundred and forty-fifth chapters, with the way of the other, also betrayed the body
(Why do people who read pirated copies always come to the book review section to make nonsense? You have a junior V number, but you don’t even have a fan value. To be honest, I was very depressed after seeing it. After reading the pirated version, I felt that I wrote
It’s not what you want, but you still have to come and scold me to be happy? Where does this come from?)
Ling Jing and Zhao Jingxu defended and attacked, going back and forth like this. In a short time, they had already fought forty or fifty moves.
Zhao Jingxu attacked very quickly, one sword after another, one move after another, with almost no gaps in between. The moves were like a torrential river, continuous. This "Zhengliangyi Sword Technique" is derived from the Four Symbols and Bagua.
There are a total of eighty-eight-sixty-four changes. In today's world, it is considered an extremely complex and exquisite swordsmanship.
Even the Lin family's powerful "Evil Sword Manual" only has seventy-two sword techniques. From this, it can be seen that this "Zhengliangyi Sword Technique" can be regarded as a very mature and exquisite sword technique.
However, after Zhao Jingxu performed dozens of moves in succession, there was a slight sweat on his forehead, and his expression was unprecedentedly panicked.
He has been studying martial arts in the Kunlun School for many years. Since he mastered swordsmanship, he has experienced many fierce battles, but he has never encountered such a cunning and difficult opponent. It seems that every move he makes will be seen through by the opponent in advance, no matter what he uses.
Any move like this will be intercepted by the opponent halfway.
"This boy, this boy." Zhao Jingxu was panicking. After thrusting out the sword again, his hand trembled slightly and the sword tip tilted a few minutes to the left.
"Hey!" Ling Jing saw such a big flaw in the opponent's sword move, so naturally he wouldn't let it go easily. He immediately slashed his sword at an angle to block the opponent's blade, then stepped forward and rushed forward, "Dilong Gu
"Sword" was close to Zhao Jingxu's blade, and the sword slashed towards the opponent's five fingers holding the sword.
"Oops!" Zhao Jingxu knew in his heart that he had been distracted just now, so such a big flaw was exposed in his swordsmanship. Now that the opponent has seized the opportunity, it is difficult to dodge this sword.
Ling Jing's sword firmly grasped the flaw in Zhao Jingxu's swordsmanship. The "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" swept forward and pressed against the blade of Zhao Jingxu's long sword. It made a "miso" sound.
, in an instant, sparks were seen flying between the two people, and a ray of silver light suddenly cut towards the five fingers of Zhao Jingxu's right hand.
Zhao Jingxu knew in his heart that he couldn't dodge this sword, so he felt cruel in his heart. He loosened his grip and abandoned the long sword. He swept it away and stepped back.
He had fought with this kid so many times, and he already knew that this kid seemed to be weak and slow in movement now. He had taken so many swords from him before, but most of them stayed in place and fought with him in extremely incredible ways.
Now that I have retreated, this kid will naturally not be able to catch up.
Ling Jing saw Zhao Jingxu let go and withdrew his sword, flying back, and sighed slightly in his heart. This old boy's sword skills are not weak, and his internal strength is even more profound. This retreat was as fast as a flying swallow across the sky.
It's almost reaching its peak.
Although he was determined to pursue him, if he could take advantage of the momentum and use a few more moves, he would definitely be able to drive Zhao Jingxu into a state of embarrassment. However, he was weak at the moment and was struggling, so he could only watch as Zhao Jingxu retreated several feet.
He felt helpless in his heart, but he laughed loudly on his face and said sarcastically: "Old guy, didn't you say you wanted to kill me? Now that you don't even have the sword, how are you going to kill me?"
Zhao Jingxu fell far away, with nothing in his hands. His long sword fell at Ling Jing's feet. At this time, Ling Jing raised his foot and kicked the long sword into the roadside.
Among the trees, after a "thump" sound, it was unclear where the long sword was kicked.
Zhao Jingxu's face turned livid when he saw the other party being so presumptuous, and he said in a cold voice: "Boy, don't be too arrogant." With every word he said, a cold light shone in his eyes.
The corners of Ling Jing's mouth curled up slightly, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, and he said to himself, "Now that we are fighting life and death, what's the point of talking about being arrogant or not? Do you think that if I give you good advice, you will turn around and go back to your Kunlun Mountains?"
He is not a young boy who is just starting out, nor is he as loyal and filial as Linghu Chong. He has no respect for these so-called upright masters. If he hadn't been injured now, he would have gone up and killed this old boy with a sword.
Beheaded.
Zhao Jingxu saw the other person's expression in his eyes, and felt even more angry in his heart. His status was respected and he was one of the top figures in the Kunlun Sect. How could anyone dare to show such a look to him.
He was extremely angry, but now he no longer had the weapon in his hand. If they started fighting again, he would probably be even more helpless. Then his thoughts changed, his eyes shrank slightly, and he suddenly stepped forward, stepping on the "Zheng Liang Yi"
Using the "sword technique" footwork, his body kept changing, and he quickly approached again.
Ling Jing looked at Zhao Jingxu's figure and narrowed his eyes slightly. He wondered what kind of medicine this old boy was selling in his gourd. Now that he had knocked down his sword, could this man still want to compete with him?
Kung Fu fails?
He frowned, feeling that something was wrong. The Kunlun sect was good at swordsmanship, but did not have a great reputation for boxing and kicking skills. So what on earth does this old boy want to do now?
His eyes were tightly locked on Zhao Jingxu's figure, and he did not dare to let go for a moment.
Soon, Zhao Jingxu had already moved to the lower right side of Ling Jing, still about two feet away from Ling Jing. At this moment, he waved his right sleeve and pinched a stick between his five fingers.
The long silver nail has a smooth surface and is very slender. The tip of the nail has a cold light, but it is faintly flashing with a faint green light.
"Boohoo!"
Zhao Jingxu waved his big sleeve on one side of his body, and five rays of cold light suddenly flew out from his hand. Two of them were in front, shooting at Ling Jing's right shoulder, and the next two were in the middle, but they shot at Ling Jing's chest. And this
The last one came the slowest, but it shot straight to the left side of Ling Jing's lower abdomen.
"This old boy turned out to have this idea." When Ling Jing saw these hidden weapons coming, his eyes flashed and he could already see Zhao Jingxu's hidden weapon techniques.
This hidden weapon is called the Mangmen Nail, and it is a unique hidden weapon of the Kunlun Sect. The green light on the hidden weapon flashes, which is obviously coated with poison. If his memory is correct, the poison on this hidden weapon is Qingduoluo.
The poison of the flower will seal the throat when blood appears.
Since he knew the overbearing power of this hidden weapon and poison, he naturally did not dare to underestimate it. He immediately turned his wrist slightly, and the sword spine of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" suddenly turned forward, ready to block this hidden weapon at any time.
Now his speed is not as fast as before. If he wants to dodge, it will naturally be too late. For now, he can only shoot down these five hidden weapons one by one.
The five door nails were shot out one after another, each one biting a vital part of Ling Jing's body. A slight "chi chi" sound came from the air, but the speed of the door nails was too fast, and they made a sound due to friction with the air.
Zhao Jingxu had a gloomy face, and after taking action with the hidden weapon, he sneered. However, at this moment, he heard a few "clang clang" sounds suddenly coming from the midair, and then he saw Zhao Jingxu's face stiffen.
The five hidden weapons actually stayed in the air for a short time. Apparently someone else hit the funeral nails he shot with a hidden weapon.
"Huh?" Ling Jing couldn't help but paused slightly when he saw someone helping him out. Zhao Jingxu's hidden weapon skills were not weak, and he also had strong internal strength. Once the hidden weapon was released, the speed was so fast that it was difficult for the naked eye to catch it.
, but I didn’t expect anyone else to be able to hit one of them with a hidden weapon in this situation.
Obviously, the visitor's hidden weapon skills are definitely better than Zhao Jingxu's.
"Could it be her?" Ling Jing frowned slightly, then relaxed it, with a faint smile on his face.
However, the person who took action did not stop after hitting the five funeral door nails. In the dim light, I saw several more tiny rays of light shooting out from diagonally downwards, "clang clang clang"
After a few shots, the five mourning door nails that were stuck in mid-air turned around and shot back in the direction of Zhao Jingxu.
"Ha, it looks like it's really her." When Ling Jing saw this person's incredible skills with hidden weapons, he immediately felt certain and had a relaxed look on his face.
But Zhao Jingxu, who was on the other side, had a horrified look on his face. The smile from the previous moment immediately froze on his face. He did not expect that his hidden weapon would go away so quickly, but it would come back so quickly that he himself
I don't know how to dodge.
At the moment when he was slightly stunned, the five funeral door nails had already been shot in front of him.
Zhao Jingxu was in a state of confusion, and he hurriedly dodged sideways in a panic, changing his feet several times, dodging while retreating, his body was crooked, and his posture was so ridiculous.
Ling Jing saw that this man had brought it upon himself, being forced to one side or another by his own hidden weapon. He suddenly felt that it was ridiculous, but suddenly he heard an "Ouch" sound. It was Zhao Jingxu who couldn't avoid it for a while and was cut by his own hidden weapon.
left arm.
"Haha." Ling Jing immediately laughed out loud and muttered: "Old guy, how do you feel about this hidden weapon? I think you really enjoyed it just now."
Zhao Jingxu was hit by a nail, and his expression suddenly became chaotic. At this time, there was no time to scold Ling Jing. He hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, opened the cork, and poured it into his mouth while holding the porcelain bottle, as if he was afraid of the next moment.
The contents of this porcelain bottle will disappear.
Ling Jing knew in his heart that the thing in the porcelain bottle must be the antidote to the poison of the Qingdala flower. Although he wanted to go up and smash the porcelain bottle, his feet felt like lead weights and he could not take a step forward.
He sighed slightly, but when Zhao Jingxu raised his head and swallowed the antidote, a cold light shot straight towards Zhao Jingxu's throat like a meteor.
"Om (um) humble (humble) scoundrel (despicable)!" Zhao Jingxu is not a straw bag after all. He is very good at identifying weapons by listening to the wind. When he found out that the hidden weapon was coming, he had to bite the porcelain bottle with his mouth and free his hands.
, then he vigorously moved his sleeves forward with both hands, and a majestic force burst out, rolling away the hidden weapon.
But from the beginning to the end, the person who used the hidden weapon did not show up. Zhao Jingxu knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to get a good deal today, and it would be useless to stay any longer. Moreover, he was actually hit by his own hidden weapon, but it was a big mistake.
, I felt so embarrassed that I didn’t even have time to say harsh words, so I just
He glanced at the hateful little thief with a smile on his face, then turned around and disappeared into the bushes. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.
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