A hint of coldness suddenly appeared, and Zeng Jing was the first to take action.
The clear water in her hand is soft but hard at the same time, forming a soft sword but extremely sharp. With the blessing of her strange true energy, she can use her sword skills as she pleases.
He can always stab the opponent at an unexpected angle.
The Bishui Sword Technique is actually a sword technique created to fully utilize this sword.
At this time, Zeng Jing flew out, looking forward with determination, which was truly amazing.
When his wife moved, Jiang Asheng also moved.
His long sword flew to nowhere, and he only held a short sword in his backhand. He was half-shrunk behind his wife, following her like a shadow.
There was a cold light in his hand, and his figure was erratic. It was obvious that he was trying to catch someone by surprise and seriously injure him in a sneak attack.
Unfortunately, there is no tacit understanding between the two of them.
When Zeng Jing was still in Xiaoyu, she was a solitary killer. Now that there is one more person around her when she attacks, she will always be a little more cautious subconsciously.
Even if you know in your heart that your husband will not harm you and that he is on the same side as you, your conditioned reflex muscles and nerves will react subconsciously.
As a result, her indomitable momentum was immediately weakened by 30%.
From a desperate and desperate attitude, to a wise person who has a third of his strength left to protect himself, so the attack will be even less effective.
The blue water sword stabbed at an angle. Gao Ning didn't take a step back, he just stretched out a finger, pointed it towards the air and flicked it fiercely.
The moment he popped out his finger, a bright sword tip suddenly inserted into the empty air.
The force on his finger hit the tip of the sword, causing the sword to bounce back.
Under the infusion of huge strength, Zeng Jing only felt that the palm of her hand was numb, and the blue water sword seemed to turn into a real dragon and fly away.
Before she could be shocked, the sword tip that bounced back had penetrated her right chest, forming a U-shape with a long sword.
The hilt of the sword was still in his hand, but the tip of the sword appeared on his body.
Zeng Jing paused, her movement and strength instantly dissipated. She stared blankly at the injuries on her body, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she fainted.
At this moment, Jiang Asheng thrust out his dagger, his figure was as fast as lightning, like a ghost, he didn't know what movement technique he used, and he appeared behind Gao Ming in an instant.
Then I heard three sounds of "brush", "ding" and "weng".
The dagger was broken at the root, leaving only the hilt in Jiang Asheng's hand.
He suddenly felt like a ghost, and was terrified in his heart. Then he grabbed Zeng Jing's arm almost instinctively. The soil under his feet exploded, and the two of them suddenly turned into cannonballs and flew straight backwards.
Apparently the attack failed, so they were preparing to distance themselves and looking for countermeasures.
It's a pity that Gao Ning will not give them this opportunity.
I saw his figure flash, as if teleporting, and appeared directly in front of the two of them.
I don't know how they reacted, but they waved their broad sleeves and robes violently, and only heard two snapping sounds.
The two of them couldn't control themselves and separated from each other, hitting the ground heavily.
Jiang A's skin was rough and his flesh was thick. He didn't feel anything after a slap or a fall. He just couldn't get up for a long time and felt a little sluggish.
But if it fell on Zeng Jing, it would be a major matter of injury.
She already had a sword wound on her body. The previous injury had not yet healed, but now she was hit hard again. The wound suddenly burst open, and a large amount of blood quickly stained the skirt of her clothes red.
She opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, struggled twice, and was speechless in pain.
Jiang Asheng was shocked and rushed over.
Gao Ning's eyes flashed, and he put his right hand into the sleeve of his left hand and pulled it out fiercely.
Then a whip popped out, and in the blink of an eye, Jiang Asheng was tied into a rice dumpling.
Bang!
Jiang Asheng was caught off guard and fell to the ground, his forehead being knocked out.
But at this time, he couldn't care about this.
He didn't even care about the whip on his body. He struggled hard and rolled twice until he came to Zeng Jing's side. Seeing that her chest was still heaving, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Interesting, you actually have real feelings for me!"
Gao Ning suddenly chuckled and said in a hoarse voice: "How ironic, Zhang Renfeng, do you know who your wife is?"
Jiang Asheng couldn't break away from the whip, and his heart gradually sank. Hearing this, he didn't even look back, but said coldly: "It's not your turn to teach me yet!"
"Okay! Anyway, with tonight's scene, I'm pretty good at it!"
Gao Ning smiled in a low voice and walked slowly in front of the two of them. He stretched out his palm and was about to pull out the Bishui Sword from Zeng Jing's body when he suddenly felt a strong wind behind him.
Gao Ning raised his head in surprise, and was hit in the face with a hammer.
The huge force made Gao Ning fly more than ten meters away like a rag doll in an instant, crashed through the temple wall with a bang, and disappeared.
Where Gao Ning was, Pang Xiaodong gasped for air, holding a hammer across his hands.
Jiang Asheng's eyes widened: "You..."
"I picked it up at the blacksmith shop before I came here!"
Before the other party could finish speaking, Pang Xiaodong explained.
He looked down at the injuries of the two men and saw that although they were in a sorry state, their breathing was stable. Even if there was a sword stuck in their bodies, the wounds were not deep.
Combined with what he learned from following Li Guishou during this period about the terrifying physiques of people in the world, Pang Xiaodong also felt relieved.
For an expert, this little injury is nothing.
It's just that Chakravartin is a bit too scary. This guy in the movie isn't that strong either.
Recalling the moment when he hit the opponent's face with a hammer just now, there were no traces of threads or cracks on the opponent's skull, as if it was just a heavy hammer that hit a family member with copper skin and iron bones.
But with his current strength, even a real copper skin and iron bones can forcefully grow a hole.
Feeling that there was no sign of weakening life in the big store, Pang Xiaodong couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"Is he... is he dead?" Jiang Asheng looked in the direction of the hall and asked expectantly.
"No!" Pang Xiaodong shook his head slowly, holding the hammer tighter.
Tap tap tap...
The sound of footsteps came closer and closer, and a figure walked slowly out of the dusty smoke. No matter whether he was dressed or dressed, he was no different from the Wheel-turning King.
But the sneak attack just now seemed as if it didn't exist, and it didn't leave any traces on him.
Seeing this scene, both Jiang Asheng and Pang Xiaodong's pupils shrank.
Gao Ning pretended to twist his neck and made a clear clicking sound: "Not bad, not bad! The strength is just right. When I got up in the morning, I wanted to find someone to massage my shoulders to relieve the fatigue of the past few days. Unexpectedly,
Even the imperial doctor couldn't deal with the pain, but you managed to heal it with just one hammer. I'm really impressed!"
"Stop talking nonsense!" Jiang Asheng struggled to sit up and glared at Gao Ning: "King Chakravartin, you have also done many evil things and controlled the black stone to run rampant in the world. Today my brother will act for heaven and kill you on the spot!"
Pang Xiaodong was so frightened that his legs weakened, and he waved his hands quickly: "No, I..."
"King Chakravartin! Do you dare to fight with my brother?"
Before Pang Xiaodong could finish speaking, Jiang Asheng loudly invited him to fight.
"Okay! I'm quite interested in him too!"
Gao Ning chuckled lightly, and appeared next to Pang Xiaodong in a flash. Before the other party could react, he kicked the tough guy seven or eight meters away with a whip-like kick, like a cannonball, directly
The courtyard wall was smashed.
Seeing this scene, Jiang Asheng's eyes almost bulged out.
He looked at the broken courtyard wall, and then at the equally broken hall wall, when suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes rolled, and he fell straight to the ground, losing consciousness.
Gao Ning was stunned and couldn't help but chuckle.
That's it?
He is indeed a Jianghu person! He is well versed in the principle of pretending to be dead if you can beat him.
"Looks like you're the only one left!"
Gao Ning looked in the direction of the wall, and a burly figure slowly turned around in the haze.
