The strongest training system

Chapter 757
Facing the strong demons who are three levels higher than her own, Jingjing is not panicked at all.

The experience of surviving alone in the barbarian world at a young age has created her ability not to panic no matter how dangerous it is.

"The realm of the other party is three levels higher than mine. If I fight recklessly, I must be the one who suffers. If this is the case, let's compare whose martial arts are more exquisite!"

The martial arts performed by the strong demons are just like their appearance, very rough and open and close.

The power contained in each punch and each palm has the power to break mountains and seas.

Facing such an opponent, it is naturally impossible for Jingjing to fight hard.

What she is best at is swordsmanship!
"Twelve Wind and Cloud Styles!"

The silver light flickered, and the situation changed.

The martial arts performed by Jingjing are impressively learned from Yan San by Wang Hao, and then passed on to Jingjing's Fengyun Twelve Styles.

Strictly speaking, the Twelve Forms of Fengyun are not martial skills, but the basic skills of swordsmanship. Whether it is chopping, chopping, stabbing, or the other nine sword skills, they will be cultivated to the limit.

In the years since she left Wang Hao, Jingjing has not been lazy every day, and she has to practice the Fengyun Twelve Styles for at least six hours a day, rain or shine.

It can be said that Jingjing's mastery of the twelve styles of Fengyun is even higher than that of Wang Hao.

Jingjing's first move was the swinging tactic in the Twelve Styles of Fengyun. She slapped the strong demon's elbow with the blade of her sword. She didn't use much force, but she easily broke the opponent's attack.

"what?"

The strong Mozu was taken aback, he didn't expect that Jingjing would be so easy and blocked his first blow.

However, as a veteran warrior of the Demon Race, he immediately made a countermeasure.

He turned around and let his barbed tail flick towards Jingjing's neck.

Jingjing drew out her sword again, and the blade stabbed straight at the tail of the demon warrior.

"Snapped!"

The blade collided with the tail, Jingjing received a strong impact, and her figure collapsed.

But on the face of the strong demon clan, there was a look of pain.

The demon warriors are brave and good at fighting. Even if their arms are cut off by the enemy, they will never frown. The pain in the body, even the most horrible torture, can be tolerated.

However, the feeling that his soul was shocked by thunder just now made him a little unbearable.

The source of the pain came from his tail.

He flicked his tail in front of him, only to see that where the silver sword touched just now, the magic armor was pierced a small hole, and his flesh and blood touched the blade.

The pain would be unbearable after being stabbed once, but what would be the consequences if the entire blade was pierced?
The powerful demon clan finally understood that the former king would give the death order to kill Jingjing.

"You must die!"

Jingjing calmly replied: "If you have the ability, then do it. Don't demon warriors only talk big?"

The strong demon was not ashamed, he knew that Jingjing was trying to irritate him and disturb his mind.

He understood that he couldn't continue to rely on the hard magic armor, and with his bare hands, the slender evil-breaking sword could easily pierce through the magic armor.

So, he called out his profound weapon.

A crescent moon knife burning with black magic flames.

Weapons are one inch long and one inch strong. The Yanyue Saber of the demon strongman is three meters long, and Jingjing's short sword is not even as long as the opponent's blade.

One inch is short and one inch is dangerous, and if Jingjing wants to stab the strong demon again, she will have to pay several times the danger before.

Jingjing, who has been practicing alone for several years, naturally understands this truth, but she still kills the opponent without hesitation.

The reason is simple, she has the confidence to kill each other!
"The Twelve Forms of Wind and Cloud, the Art of Cutting Words!"

A sword swung down, and the sword light soared into the sky.

Since you can't get close to the opponent, then use the simplest method, Jianmang!
The sword glow that Jingjing cut out also has the ability to destroy evil swords.

However, the strong demon seemed to have expected that Jingjing would do this. He poured a lot of magic power into Yanyue Dao, and chopped the sword light into pieces.

"Your realm is three levels lower than mine. If you want to hurt me with your sword light, don't even think about it!"

The powerful demon clan cut off six sword glows one after another, and then rushed to Jingjing's body.

"ended!"

The Yanyue knife fell, and Jingjing performed the twelve wind and cloud moves one after another, but the demons were so powerful that her dagger couldn't resist it.

The killing intent of the demon powerhouse became stronger and stronger, and the Yanyue Saber wielded became more and more powerful.

Jingjing's right hand holding the sword was almost numb from the shock.

She thought to herself: "I'm afraid I can't defeat such a powerful enemy with the basic sword skills of Fengyun Twelve Styles."

When Jingjing left Wang Hao to practice alone, Wang Hao only taught her the Twelve Styles of Fengyun and did not teach her other martial arts.

Wang Hao once told Jingjing to come back to him after learning all the twelve styles of Fengyun.

But in the past few years, Jingjing has been exploring the secret realm of the underground palace, which has been delayed.

"Looks like I'm going to try that semi-finished martial art!"

While thinking about it, Jingjing's martial arts had changed.

Fengyun Twelve Styles emphasizes the simplification of all swordsmanship skills. Although Jingjing's new martial arts has the shadow of Fengyun Twelve Styles, it becomes more agile and chic.

Her set of swordsmanship is more like a drunken swordsman dancing his sword under the moon, which does not have a carefree taste.

This set of sword techniques is called Yizui Xiaoyao!

Jingjing slashed three swords one after another, and stood at three different points of the Yanyue Dao. The hand of the strong demon was stunned, but she was reversed by her own strength.

Use cleverness to break power!

The mastery of the twelve styles of Fengyun is so perfect that Jingjing's grasp of the sword is as good as the peak.

"Happy Wind and Cloud Slash!"

With Jingjing's figure, she gracefully bypassed the strong demon, and the sharp silver light made the pupils of the strong demon constrict.

"puff!"

A wound was cut on the shoulder of the strong demon clan by the evil-breaking sword.

Although the wound was not deep, it exuded heat like boiling hot water.

This is the purifying power of the Evil Breaking Sword!
"what!"

There was an uncontrollable roar from the throat of the strong demon, and his painful muscles tensed up.

He thought the pain was only temporary, but he was shocked to find that the wound on his arm was being corroded continuously.

The strong demon swung the Yanyue knife reluctantly, and cut off his arm with one knife!

The physical fitness of the Demon Race is several times stronger than that of the Monster Race. As long as the head is not lost and the heart is not broken, it can grow back.

However, the demon powerhouse was shocked to find that the wound on the broken arm did not respond under the urging of the magic power!

The severed arm has been completely purified!

Jingjing said calmly: "If you are a human fighter, you may be able to beat me if you are three levels higher than me, but as a demon, you can't do it."

The demon strongman scolded angrily: "Speak wildly! No one can underestimate my demon!"

Jingjing didn't say any more, she waved the evil-breaking sword in her hand, and got drunk and happy!

After a stick of incense, Jingjing, under the shocked eyes of the demon powerhouse, pulled out the evil-breaking sword that was inserted into the opponent's chest.

A sword to break the evil, the strong demon who was ordered to kill Jingjing, was killed by Jingjing.

It's a pity that Jingjing didn't get any useful information from the other party.

"The key of fate, what exactly do you mean?"

When Jingjing returned to the Longteng Inn, there was only one foundation left in the Longteng Inn, and there were many casualties among human warriors.

However, under the leadership of the shop owner, the human fighters worked together to keep the two demon clan Tianwu powerhouses.

"Sister Jingjing, you are back!"

Jingjing glanced at the shop owner. The shop owner was covered with scars, but the expression in his eyes was somewhat excited.

"These three strong demons are here for me, and they have hurt you."

The shop waiter with a deep wound on his body bared his teeth and tried to force a smile, "Sister, your business is our business, no matter how involved you are, it's a division."

Jingjing smiled, "I appreciate your kindness, I have some healing elixir, share with the injured brothers."

She glanced at the dead warriors again, and took out a lot of Yuanjing from the Yuanjie.

"The money is given to the relatives of the dead brothers, and no one is allowed to take it for themselves."

The shop owner took it with his own hands, and said seriously, "I'll deliver it myself."

Jingjing nodded, "I'm going to leave, so I won't help the brothers rebuild the inn together."

The shop owner was not surprised, but his expression was a little gloomy.

The waiter was very reluctant, "Sister, why did you suddenly decide to leave?"

Jingjing explained: "These three demon warriors, risking being discovered and killed, went deep into the hinterland of the mainland to assassinate me. There must be important reasons. If they didn't succeed, they would definitely send stronger people to come.

I can still deal with the strong in the Lingwu realm, but what if it is the Emperor Shenwu who comes?

If I continue to stay here, not only will my life be lost, but you will also be implicated. "

The shop owner asked: "Sister Jingjing, where are you going, the sacred domain?"

There are so many strong people in the sacred domain, and if the demons want to sneak in, I am afraid that only the supreme power will find it difficult to do so.

"I'm going to the realm of ice and snow."

Hearing Jingjing's answer, the people around were stunned.

"Sister Jingjing, the Ice and Snow Realm is the battlefield of the coalition forces and the demons. It is more dangerous than staying in the inn. Why did you choose to go there?"

Jingjing explained: "Since the demons are afraid of me and want me to die, then I should make them even more fearful and terrifying!
As for safety, you don't have to worry, the Ice and Snow Realm is Master's hometown, and he must be there.

With Master here, no one can hurt me. "

……

Jingjing left and headed towards the ice and snow domain.

When she passed the sacred domain, she suddenly felt a violent fluctuation coming from the depths of the sacred domain.

"Strange, how can there be such strong fluctuations in the sacred domain? Is there a peerless powerhouse fighting?"

A gust of wind blew through the air, and suddenly, a voice of surprise with a strong sense of surprise entered her ears.

"what?"

Before the words were finished, a tall figure appeared in front of Jingjing out of thin air.

What surprised Jingjing was that the other party approached her so quickly, but did not bring even a slight breeze.

It was as if the other party had merged with this world.

Jingjing looked carefully, the man in front of her, with a jade pot tied around her waist, a green robe with long hair, and an unshaven beard, was indescribably sloppy, but also indescribably chic.

(End of this chapter)