Wen Tanqiu asked calmly: "What do you want to bet on?"
The two of them had been fighting each other for such a long time, but she knew that this little girl Mu Ningxue had a lot of tricks up her sleeve, so she was subconsciously wary of the bet she suddenly proposed.
"Of course it's a bet on the competition between this little bastard and Qin Yijian!"
Mu Ningxue said with a smile: "You bet on him to win, you bet on him to lose. If you win, I will call you sister from now on, and I won't fight with you anymore. I will be the loser!"
"If you lose...hehe, just marry him!"
"You're crazy!"
Wen Tanqiu's beautiful eyes turned cold, and she said coldly: "How could you say such crazy things!"
Mu Ningxue showed a serious look and said seriously: "What I said is true! If you think it can't be done, then pull him down! Anyway, I just acted on a whim, and I didn't see the use of this little bastard. His opponent is
Qin Yijian."
When she said this, Wen Tanqiu felt a little moved and said calmly: "Your bet is too unfair. If you win, I have to pay such a big price. But the benefits of my winning are much smaller.
."
"That's natural. Although I'm optimistic about this little bastard, I also know that his chances of winning are too low! Of course, the bet to win must be bigger."
Mu Ningxue said matter-of-factly: "On the contrary, the possibility of this bastard losing is too great. It's almost equivalent to letting you win against me! How dare you say it's not worthwhile?"
Wen Tanqiu said nothing again.
She also knew that everything Mu Ningxue said was reasonable. The two of them had been fighting for so long under the orders of their elders, but neither one was willing to admit defeat and neither one would submit to the other. If she could win in this way, she would
It's indeed a big advantage.
"That's all! The fight between you and me is due to the instructions of our elders, and the stakes are not small. If we decide the outcome so rashly, wouldn't it go against their expectations?"
Wen Tanqiu thought about it and chose to refuse.
If this was any other request, she would have agreed long ago.
But the consequences of marrying someone she has never known before are too serious. She is so innocent. In her mind, this kind of verbal bet that almost never happens is for her innocence.
Blasphemy.
"coward!"
Mu Ningxue wrinkled her little nose and said disdainfully: "If you don't bet, you won't bet! Anyway, you will miss the only chance to defeat me in this life!"
Her arrogant and arrogant attitude made Wen Tanqiu feel resentful. He did not make a bet with her, but he actually felt that he could win without force. Who would have thought that Mu Ningxue would act like this.
He immediately frowned and said in a cold voice: "Just bet, will I be afraid of you?"
She knew very well that her and Mu Ningxue's cultivation, through the use of poisonous ways, and the power of music, were far superior to those of ordinary Xuanxian. However, Qin Yijian was able to suppress the two of them with just one blow, which showed that he was really capable.
Having already reached the level of a half-step Golden Immortal, even the Sword Immortal Chu Yuan may not be even half as good as this person.
How can such a swordsman genius be compared to a small true immortal?
No matter what the process is, as long as he defeats Mu Ningxue, it will be considered a victory and he will be able to give an explanation to his father.
Mu Ningxue stretched out her little finger generously, hooking the two slender and delicate fingers together.
The bet has just come true, and the sword in Sun Ning's hand has already been thrust out.
This sword looks really ordinary, not only does it not have dazzling skills, but it also lacks the magnificent sword energy and magic power.
Qin Yijian looked at it with clear disdain in his eyes. He stretched out his scissor hands unhurriedly, as if he was already declaring his victory to everyone.
His intention was also very obvious - I could easily take the sword with only two fingers.
"You dare to take action against Senior Brother just like this?"
"This is called swordsmanship? Use it to chop wood!"
"Too rubbish..."
Duanmu Yu and others burst into laughter, trying their best to ridicule.
Sun Ning's sword was still stabbing forward slowly, but Qin Yijian sneered and pinched the blade of the long sword with two fingers.
This battle was too ordinary and not even one-tenth as exciting as everyone expected.
But the change occurred at this moment.
Qin Yijian suddenly discovered that the space pinched by his two fingers suddenly experienced a strange change. Time seemed to have stopped, and his hands suddenly could no longer move.
Then, a bright sword light stabbed across his body and struck his wrist firmly. A severed hand fell to the ground, revealing the dense white bones, and blood gushed out from the severed hand.
"this……"
Everyone around them exclaimed, looking at this scene in disbelief. Some people even blinked hard several times.
"You dare to threaten to practice swordsmanship for a thousand years? You have really brought shame on all the swordsmen in the world."
The sword in Sun Ning's hand had been withdrawn. He took two steps back. The sharp blade of the sword was not stained with a trace of blood. His face was cold, and there was a faint sneer on the corner of his lips, which seemed to be teasing.
The severe pain that hit his wrist pulled Qin Yijian, who was also stunned, back from the shock. His left finger connected with the broken arm, and the blood flow stopped. Then he flicked his fingers again, and the broken hand fell to the ground.
It has grown back, and there was an obvious blood line on the severed hand at first, and then it quickly faded, but within a few breaths, it looked like it had healed as before.
The Immortal's physical body is tyrannical, and the mere injury of a broken hand is really nothing.
What was a hundred times more serious than the severed hand injury was that he failed to catch Sun Ning's sword!
Qin Yijian's face was pale, and it was obvious that the pain of his broken hand was still continuing. When he looked at Sun Ning, his eyes showed shock, panic, and a hint of deep fear.
"What kind of magic did this kid use to assassinate Senior Brother!" Duanmu Yu shouted.
Other Baoding Sect disciples also quickly echoed in surprise.
After all, in the eyes of others, at the last moment when Sun Ning chopped off his hand, Qin Yijian suddenly became motionless and stretched out his hand as if waiting for Sun Ning to chop it off with his sword.
Qin Yijian's face was very ugly, and others might not be able to understand it, but he had been immersed in swordsmanship for more than a thousand years and was a swordsman with good swordsmanship, so he naturally understood why he suddenly said something like this.
That's the sword's intention!
The sword intention that contains the law of stillness of time!
If you want to understand the true law of time stasis and integrate it into swordsmanship, it is a magical power that only a powerful golden immortal can obtain.
How could Sun Ning, a small true immortal, have such powerful means?
Qin Yijian looked Sun Ning up and down, gritted his teeth and said: "You, how can you use such a powerful sword? Who are you?"
Sun Ning smiled proudly and said: "This is not what you should ask. Qin Yijian, all you need to say loudly now is, did you catch my sword?"
Qin Yijian's body trembled, his face turned from white to red, and from red to black, and he said with great difficulty: "This sword, I, I will not follow..."
Sun Ning nodded slightly and said, "In that case, what should you do?" (To be continued)