Genius playboy

"Very good, then I'll take a good look at how cruel you are." Jiang Feng snorted coldly, and immediately swept towards Guo Jing with a cold murderous aura all over his body.

Guo Jing suddenly felt cold all over, and a few cold lights flashed quietly in his eyes. This Jiang Feng was young, only in his early twenties, but he had such a strong killing intent and such an aura, which was not much worse than him. , It can even be said that it is still too much, which makes him secretly startled.

"Don't worry, it will be as you wish." Guo Jing said. After Guo Jing said this, he stopped talking. He has done enough foreshadowing. Nutrition crap.Not only was it unable to play any role, but it made Jiang Feng look down on him for no reason.

Guo Jing stood facing the wind, and with his right hand slowly pulled out a Green Dragon Saber hanging behind him. This movement seemed slow, but it was extremely fast. Almost instantly, a sharp wind of the knife slashed towards Jiang Feng in the air. .

Guo Jing draws his saber very slowly, but it is unbelievably fast. If it were someone else, he would probably think that he was hallucinating. It was too fast, it was too fast to resist, or it was difficult Imagine that Guo Jing can control the Qinglong Dao weighing 34 jin so delicately.This knife is enough to completely collapse the confidence of a weak person.

Although Jiang Feng's confidence would not collapse, Guo Jing's knife still brought him a little shock. Feeling the cold blade coming towards him, Jiang Feng's whole body flashed like a catkin blown by the mountain wind. He went to the side and avoided Guo Jing's knife.

Guo Jing's sword was fast, and his movement was even faster, so that when Guo Jing slashed down with the sword, there was still a faint afterimage in the air.

Guo Jing didn't continue chasing and killing, instead he thrust his backhand, hung Qinglong Mountain on his back, stared at Jiang Feng coldly, and said, "You can actually dodge my sword-drawing blow, you have some strength , no wonder you dare to be so arrogant."

"It turns out that your sword technique is called drawing sword technique. It's not a bad sword technique." Jiang Feng's pupils shrank slightly, and he looked at the Qinglong knife on Guo Jing's back, and said.

Guo Jing sneered: "The tone is quite loud. If you knew how many unspeakable people died under my sword technique over the years, you wouldn't talk like that."

The technique of drawing swords is the ancestral sword technique of the Guo family. It is famous for its fierceness and tyranny. When a knife is drawn, ghosts will be sad, and blood will inevitably be seen when the knife is drawn. peers.

He has his current status, on the one hand, because the ancestor of the clan with a one-level cultivation base sits in charge, shocking all parties;

But this sword technique, in Jiang Feng's eyes, was barely rated well, so it wouldn't make Guo Jing furious.

Jiang Feng smiled and said nothing. It's true that the sword drawing technique is extremely domineering, but it's still a little too late to save his life.

His smile fell into Guo Jing's eyes, and he was naturally considered to be mocking himself. Guo Jing's face darkened, his right elbow moved suddenly, and he pulled out the knife again. When the blade appeared, the knife had already cut Jiang Feng head-on. fall.

Jiang Feng still didn't take it hard, and he used Liuxu's movement technique, and the figure was like catkins in the wind, avoiding it.

"Jiang Feng, you don't even dare to take a knife from me. Are you just doing something like this?" Guo Jing didn't expect that with his omnipotent sword drawing skills, Jiang Feng would be helpless with both swords, and his face was extremely ugly.

Then, without too much pause, Guo Jing made his third move with the sword. The light of the sword was like practice, and it shattered the air. If it fell on Jiang Feng, it would be enough to split Jiang Feng in half in an instant.

However, Jiang Feng still dodged this knife.

"Bastard!" Guo Jing was furious, Jiang Feng was as slippery as a loach, and his all-powerful sword drawing skills never cut off even a corner of Jiang Feng's clothes, let alone killed Jiang Feng.

"It's only been three swords, are you so impatient? From my point of view, the evaluation just now is still too high." Jiang Feng smiled lightly.

"Wait until you dare to stab me head-on before saying this." With Guo Jing's wisdom, he would not be easily irritated by Jiang Feng.

"Why not?" Jiang Feng smiled, pulled out the bloodthirsty sword from his backpack, and said, "Let's use the sword."

Guo Jing didn't expect that Jiang Feng really planned to abandon his best agility and take the move head-on, but he was stunned for a moment, and his face became a little weird.

Of course, he wasn't so naive as to think that Jiang Feng had fallen for his provocation method. At least, on Jiang Feng's face, he couldn't see that Jiang Feng was provoked by him in the slightest.

"Could it be that this kid really has something to rely on?" Guo Jing said in his heart, but no matter what, he would never forget his purpose of inviting Jiang Feng to come here today.

No matter how weird Jiang Feng is, Jiang Feng must die, and he will die by his knife. This will be a crucial step in his next big plan.

"Take it." Guo Jing didn't talk nonsense, he drew his sword and slashed down.The blade rolled up the cold air and slashed directly at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng didn't retreat this time, but he didn't take the initiative to make a move either. He only stabbed out with the bloodthirsty sword in his hand when Guo Jing's head was about to be chopped off.

"Ding Dang" heard a crisp collision sound, Jiang Feng swung the long sword in his hand, and the figure flew out obliquely backwards, landing more than ten meters away, only to feel a slight numbness in his arms.

"What a powerful force." Jiang Feng thought to himself.

"This is interesting. I want to see how many tricks you can take on me." Guo Jing would not show mercy. He slashed down with the green dragon knife horizontally in his hand, rolling the air, and pulled the distance of tens of meters in an instant. Recently, without any fancy, Jiang Feng's head was still taken directly.

With a "bang", Jiang Feng was forced to retreat again, but this time, he only retreated about eight meters.

"Boy, you are very good. It seems that I should take back what I said before. If you can catch me twice without losing, you are qualified to let me face it." Guo Jing stared at Jiang Feng and said in a deep voice.

"It's not enough, let's do your best." Although Guo Jing forced him into a panic, Jiang Feng's reaction was extremely cold.

"Not enough?" Hearing Jiang Feng's words, Guo Jing thought whether he had heard it wrong, or whether Jiang Feng was stupid. He was forced to such a point by himself, but he didn't say enough. Could it be that he was planning to die no?

"Since you think it's not enough, then try to take a few more stabs from me." Immediately, Guo Jing smiled, and he lazily paid attention to what Jiang Feng was thinking. In his opinion, all conspiracies and tricks are illusory in the face of absolute strength.

Jiang Feng was so reluctant to connect with him twice, he didn't think Jiang Feng could make any waves in front of him.

Guo Jing made the third move, and this time, the movement of drawing the sword was even slower, as slow as an old man who was frail and frail, doing Taijiquan leisurely.

However, when a blade suddenly appeared, everything became so different. Guo Jing's whole body was so bright, and the light seemed to be integrated with the Azure Dragon Saber in his hand. It made his whole person's aura be as cold as a knife.

"This is the real sword drawing technique, right?" Jiang Feng's eyes flickered slightly.

With Guo Jing's sword coming out, there were endless sword glows in all directions, instantly enveloping Jiang Feng in it, the sword energy was invincible, even the air was cut to pieces by this sword.

Amidst the endless sword energy, a blue-gray sword shadow, wrapped in an aura capable of destroying everything, slashed head-on at Jiang Feng's head.

This is the real sword-drawing technique. With one sword out, everything is invincible and everything is invincible.Simple and direct, without any sloppiness.

Jiang Feng's face was solemn, and he stabbed out with the bloodthirsty sword. This was the first sword of Da Luo's nine swords. However, facing Guo Jing's seemingly indestructible sword, he still did not take the initiative to attack. This sword is displayed in a way that the sword is slanted.

With a "boom", Jiang Feng's figure flew backwards, but after landing, it was only about five meters away.

"You won't die like this." Guo Jing saw that Jiang Feng was about to be split in half with a knife, but he never expected that Jiang Feng was not even injured, but his hair and clothes were a little messy, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"You're not dead yet, so how could I die?" Jiang Feng's eyes showed seriousness, but what he said was extremely understatement.

"I'm not dead now, I'm going to die sooner or later. I want to see how much you can take my sword." After the words fell, Guo Jing drew his sword again. He didn't want to talk anymore. Only Jiang Feng's death could vent his hatred.

However, the more he fought, the more frightened Guo Jing became. Every time he slashed, Jiang Feng would be forced to retreat by him. I know that as time goes by, Jiang Feng's performance becomes more and more relaxed. In the end, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is at ease.

"What's going on here?" Guo Jing was very puzzled. Didn't Jiang Feng fight back, because he was constantly looking for flaws in his sword drawing skills.

Thinking of this, Guo Jing's heart sank violently, and he realized an incredible fact, that is, under his storm-like offensive, Jiang Feng just blindly resisted and defended, and never fought back , not once.

"Ah—" Guo Jing roared angrily, and slashed Jiang Feng back a few steps. He said sharply, "Jiang Feng, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, just playing with you." Jiang Feng put away his sword, brushed the slightly wrinkled corner of his clothes, and said lightly.

"Play with me?" Guo Jing didn't quite understand, but when he saw Jiang Feng's relaxed face, suddenly a bad feeling swept over his body, and he almost said in a voiceless voice: "Could it be that you Are you trying to trick me?"

Guo Jing couldn't believe it, it was too absurd, this wasn't just a point-and-shoot discussion, but a battle of life and death, one mistake would inevitably lead to death, how could Jiang Feng be so courageous.

"Correct answer, but unfortunately there is no prize." Jiang Feng smiled slightly, falling into Guo Jing's eyes, and Guo Jing was so excited that he was about to spit out a mouthful of old blood.