Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 135 Mu Bai's stunning appearance [9]

"How about it? Do you still want to fight? If you want to fight, then let's fight together." Duan Jiaai turned sideways, but did not face the remaining two masters. His arrogant attitude made them angry Medium burn.

All in all, they are also masters on the leaderboards in the arena, so what face is there to be ignored so far?If they don't make it back, can the three of them still go down?
The two looked at each other and attacked together.

Of these two people, one is a descendant of Jianzong, and the other is the supremacy of internal strength.

The one who wields the sword is not saying that he has no internal strength, but that his sword is so fancy and beautiful. It took a few seconds for a single attacking person to recruit workers, and Jia Ai was a little impatient.

When he condensed his sword energy and flew towards him, Jia Ai fought back with a short knife, and the man snorted coldly, "With such a small knife and small sword, I want to block it like a Junying sword, it's just a smile."

The Junying sword is well-known all over the world for its beautiful shape, sharp blade and compelling sword spirit. It is a fine and precious sword that can only be forged in ten years. People who own this kind of sword, even if the sword is not beautiful, It is also an honor.

No wonder that person looked down on the short blade in Jiaai's hand.

"So what about a small knife and a small sword, it can also block your hypocritical sword." Jiaai raised her left hand suddenly, with a thin silver needle on the tip of her two fingers, she smiled coldly, "How about trying my thin sword again? "

The man took a closer look, and when he saw the silver needle between her two fingers, he was startled, "You have to do..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a flash of silver light, and he couldn't even feel the pain. He sat down on the ground softly all over his body, and with a clang, the sound of the so-called Junying sword falling to the ground was the same as that of ordinary small knives and small swords. .

Once this person fell, the other person's internal energy has been adjusted, he didn't make a move just now, because he was afraid of hurting his own person, now that his partner has fallen, he came instead.

His internal strength is indeed strong, and every time he strikes a palm, he brings out a super-strong airflow. Fortunately, Duan Jiaai possesses lightness kung fu and Lingbo microsteps, so it is not a problem to dodge.

However, that person's internal energy fluctuates within one meter, not to mention that she has no internal energy, even if there is a little, this person's internal energy is extremely high, and she does not have the strength to resist it.

So she had no choice but to dodge, backed all the way, and finally got a big palm on her back, she turned her head, but saw Sikong Boyi said coldly, "You back up, I'll come."

She was a little surprised, obviously when she kicked him the trouble, he was a little displeased, so why would he offer to help?

She frowned slightly, she really didn't like to owe favors to others, but if it was an internal force, if she rushed forward, it would be nothing more than hitting a stone with an egg and only taking death.

She lifted her lips, and when she was about to compromise, a breeze rushed towards her face, she abruptly pushed Sikong Boyi away, and took out a brocade handkerchief from her bosom.

Jin Xi took a look, it wasn't...

The wind blew past her, and the brocade handkerchief flew towards the man along with the wind. The man tugged at the corner of his mouth in disdain, "It's ridiculous for a big man to play with an embroidered handkerchief."

While speaking, he stretched the jinkerchief away.

Because the internal force is the invisible qi, the human body will be injured if it gets close, but Jinpa will not, it flies with the wind, and the qi is also qi, not shield qi, so naturally it will not be isolated.

When he was holding the Jinpa, he heard only the sound of air flowing, and the next moment, his face was flushed, his internal strength was forced, and he vomited blood, which dripped on the Jinpa at his feet.

(End of this chapter)