My fairy is too affectionate

Chapter 45

Then Liu Jia was still thinking about the meaning of "feeling impotent", and seemed to have found a way, but he couldn't believe it, the cold blade of the cold front was already in front of him.

Yunchi has practiced swords for more than ten years, and he is not as tall as the sword in his hand. He has been chasing the little fox all over the grassland all day long, and countless beasts have died under the sword.

Like a cheetah ready to go, its eyes are sharp and it grabs its prey, and it jumps forward when it sees the right moment.

Clang raised his hand angrily when he was half a foot away from Liu Jia, then his body turned slightly, the knife was lowered with force, filling the blade with force, and swung a full-fledged chopping knife mercilessly towards Liu Jia.

After all, Liu Jia was a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and his reaction was quite quick, he recovered from his stupefaction almost immediately, the moment the right chopper was covered, the willow sword was raised to meet the enemy head-on.

Immediately there was the sound of metal clashing, swords clanging, and sparks flying.

After the clang was pulled, the wooden sword did not have the dull feeling of wood at all, but was more like metal than the black iron clang. It had already taken off the wooden body and turned into a sharp weapon like jade and stone.

Is this the life sword nourished by spiritual power!
The corner of Yun Chi's mouth opened a slight arc, he snorted coldly, turned his wrist, palm facing up, and Keng Qiang also turned the blade accordingly.

Clanging back, the strength reaches the blade, and the blade is as imposing as a rainbow, and it goes straight to Liu Jia's face.

Liu Jia only felt a numbness in the palm of his hand, and then the wooden sword trembled, his body also leaned back, his feet shifted and changed his steps, his empty steps were unpredictable, and he kept avoiding backwards.

The expressions of arrogance and contempt that had been on his face before had long since disappeared, replaced by astonishment and astonishment.

From Liu Jia's point of view, the opponent swung his sword in a disorderly manner, chopping, slashing, slashing, and stabbing, all of which were brute force fights, but this brute force was so strong that it hit his head and face like a rainstorm of pear blossoms, and he did not respect martial arts at all. .

He believed in the best swordsmanship among his generation, but he didn't expect that all kinds of exquisite swordsmanship would be defeated by the opponent's chaotic sword.

The knife is fast!

Such a fast knife reminded him of a person's sword - Void Sword.

Ye Yang, the second elder of Ling Jianzong, is famous for his fast sword. His sword is not the strongest, but it must be the fastest.

Compared with fast, the knife is stronger!
The blade is powerful and domineering, and the light of the blade shimmers like a thousand miles of Changhong. If you don't see it with your own eyes, it is hard to imagine that it is a knife swung by a woman.

The strength is so great that it is like injecting spiritual power, but this enchantment is specially designed to isolate spiritual power, and it is absolutely impossible to display spiritual power in it.

At this moment, a trace of panic rose in Liu Jia's heart, the sword in his hand was retreating steadily, cold sweat broke out on his palms, and his back also felt like he had just been fished out of a frozen lake.

I thought it would take a desperate struggle to win, but I didn't expect Liu Jia to be like a six-year-old child without his spiritual power. Yun Chi reached the peak of his strength with a little effort.

Beating him is like kicking down a castle built with wet sand by a beach player, destroying it without effort.

Liu Jia was truly the most vulnerable opponent she had ever met, not as good as a hundred-year-old beast.

In the face of absolute power suppression, any exquisite and unsurpassed techniques are all embroidered fists and embroidered legs, and they will be gone with a single blow.

Liu Jia was stunned, and Yun Chi sighed inwardly, as if she had glimpsed a certain truth——

It's not that the Flying Eagles are weak, but that the Kitano people are too powerful.

It's no wonder that when Xiao Guanfeng wanted to attack the Bawang the night before, he didn't even resist. He must have known that even if her strength had not fully recovered, she would not allow him to shake her in the slightest.

In the face of love affairs, this feeling of strong women and weak men, to be honest——

Not so cool!
Thinking of Xiao Guanfeng's slightly reddish earlobes, Yun Chi's heart softened, and he was in a very good mood. He wanted to give Liu Jia a good time before sending him on the road, but the attack slowed down.

Yun Chi intended to kill Liu Jia by boiling the frog in warm water, but the other party didn't think so. He only thought that her chance was coming when she was exhausted.

He took a big step back, deliberately showing panic, and sure enough, Yun Chi smiled contemptuously, and the attack slowed down a bit.

Here's your chance!Liu Jia was delighted.

Taking advantage of the moment Yun Chi raised the saber, he gathered a little bit of strength in his body and pushed it towards the tip of the sword, then stabbed forward with his arms as fast as possible, heading straight for Yun Chi's left chest, with the intention of piercing through the opponent's heart in one fell swoop.

go to hell!The point of the sword reached an inch to the opponent's heart, Liu Jia almost laughed out loud.

"Chong!"

The wooden sword stopped half an inch from Yunchi's heart, and the blade was pressed against the tip of the sword.

Liu Jia's pupils dilated suddenly, with an expression of disbelief.

How can this be?

In an instant, he stopped the half-raised knife, turned it into a hang, and then pushed the knife up, easily blocking his full blow.

too fast!
At such a speed, there is no need to defend at all. The moment he draws the sword, the machete can be pressed down to cut off his head directly, or when the knife is pulled and pulled, it can be taken straight to his arm.

But she didn't do that, what was she thinking.

All of a sudden, Liu Jia's heart turned back and forth, his heart trembled, and it was about to collapse.

Yun Chi wanted to destroy his Dao Heart, give him a glimmer of hope, extinguish the next generation, and let him die in unwillingness, anger and extreme resentment.

"Tell me, what sorcery did you use?" Liujia growled.

How can a small level of Qi training be so capable, why?In addition to resentment, Liu Jia also had a trace of jealousy.

Yun Chi sneered at Liu Jia's ignorant question, and then exerted force with his wrist, flicking away the wooden sword pointed at him, and Liu Jia was also thrown two or three feet away.

The other party held a scimitar and walked slowly towards her step by step, with a trace of disdain and contempt hanging from the corner of her mouth, especially the dark light flickering in her eyes, full of murderous intent, what is it if it is not a soul-locking evil spirit.

Liu Jia couldn't help swallowing, the horror in his eyes overwhelmed the hatred and jealousy.

This battle is lost!

At this moment, Liu Jia finally turned the corner. This battle was a conspiracy by the other side, a killing situation specially set up to take Liu Jia's life.

Just why?Before last night, I had never met Yun Hualian.

Where did this monstrous anger and murderous intent come from?Liu Jia couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't let him think about it.

So far, only...

Holding the sword in his right hand, Liu Jia stepped back step by step, and quickly touched the barrier wall on the edge of the high platform, took out the lapping sapphire from the storage bag, and held it in the palm of his left hand.

"what--"

A scream broke the silence, and the clouds in front of him were so slow that they hardly moved, and they also came to watch the excitement.

Before Lei Qingyu could play a role in the future, it had already been broken into two halves and rolled to the ground.

The left hand holding Lei Qingyu, together with the left arm, was split open in the middle by Shengsheng, and the knife edge extended from the left fist holding Lei Qingyu to the shoulder.

The arm hanging on the left shoulder was divided into two, and was hidden in the sleeve robe that was also divided into two. The blood in the sleeve flowed like a column like a waterfall, and trickled out of the cuff.

During the competition, the disciples believe in throwing the jade. Throwing the green jade into the circular shallow ditch on the edge of the high platform means that the disciples holding the jade admit defeat or lose the battle, and the protective barrier will disappear accordingly. square.

Suffering humiliation, Liu Jia's Taoist heart was damaged, and the resentment in his heart was even worse. He thought of throwing the jade into the ring and using his spiritual power to kill the opponent in one fell swoop at the moment the barrier disappeared.

But now that the Lei Qingyu was destroyed, the barrier couldn't be broken, that is to say, he couldn't use his spiritual power and could only be completely crushed by the opponent.

Now that he has lost another arm, the only thing waiting for him is to be killed, but to commit suicide.

But he doesn't want to die!
Don't want to die!
He wants to save his life to avenge himself!

When Yun Chi raised the knife, there was a bang, and the willow sword was thrown on the ground, and then there was another bang, Liu Jia was kneeling on the ground, eyes, face, body, every part, every pore, All filled with fear.

He just hid his resentment just right, and only waited for the catastrophe to pass before making a comeback.

"Little...Little Martial Uncle." Liu Jia burst into tears and begged for forgiveness, "Liu Jia knew his mistake, he knew his mistake. Don't dare to disobey Junior Martial Uncle again, please..."

"what--"

A more miserable howl pierced the blade.

The left arm was completely cut off, and it fell two meters away. The sleeve robe was opened, and the bloody arm was like a bamboo tube torn from the middle, with three fingers attached to one, and two fingers attached to the other. Mori bone pattern can not be seen.

Ignoring the severe pain, Liu Jia landed on the ground with his right hand, crawling to Yun Chi's feet like a sick dog, begging for mercy constantly.

Yun Chi frowned, took two steps back, and raised clang again, intending to cut off his right hand again.

Suddenly, there was a short cracking sound, and then the hair was blown.

There was a wind blowing on the competition platform, and the barrier was broken.

(End of this chapter)