Reborn Urban Sword Demon

Chapter 118

Ye Fengling's body had no power to resist, and she followed the golden whip to Jiang Ning. In a panic, she shook the golden whip violently: "Bashu whip method, the golden snake comes out of its hole!"

The land of Bashu has always been famous for its mysterious whipping method.

Ye Fengling, as the whipping master, is the best among them.

With this move, the golden snake comes out of the hole, and the long whip shakes, like a flexible long snake, twisting and turning. Under the stirring of the long whip, a series of S-shaped energy spreads, and just the leaked power will move the left and right sides. All the people in the room bounced up, fluttered and flew, and flew out, knocking down a piece of seats!
Those who were not affected by the aftermath quickly hid at the bottom of the wall, and only at the bottom of the wall, there was still a little living space left.

The whip whistle was like a snake's head, twisting between Jiang Ning's two fingers, as if swallowing a snake's letter.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Jiang Ning snorted coldly, and circled his two fingers, and the golden whip wrapped around his fingers, pulling Ye Fengling's body closer to him.

If Ye Fengling doesn't let go, the two will collide!
"let go!"

Ye Fengling obviously didn't expect Jiang Ning to be so difficult to deal with, no matter how she changed her tactics, she couldn't let Jiang Ning let go, and a violent emotion appeared on her face.

"You forced me!"

Ye Fengling's body suddenly had an evil dark green color: "Spiritual Snake with Thousand Scales!"

Following Ye Fengling's cold snort, her wrist flicked, and the whole golden whip made a 'cracking' sound. The golden whip, which was originally only as thick as a little finger, suddenly burst from the root, forming scales the size of silver needles. Exploded from the whip.

The edges of these tiny scales are extremely sharp, and the inside of the scales is shining with a faint green light. Even a master-level master, if he is not prepared, he will also be hit.

"poisonous?"

Jiang Ning shook his head slightly: "You woman, you are too sinister."

In the world of martial arts, most of the women's methods are vicious, and Ye Fengling is no exception.

What's more, in the land of Bashu, in addition to whipping, there is also a world-famous existence.

That is poison!

The poison of Bashu, even in the martial arts world outside the world, there are legends about it. If you meet a poison master at the same level, if you are not strong enough to crush him, it is best not to provoke him.

Even Jiang Ning has to be afraid of three points.

However, the strength gap between Jiang Ning and Ye Fengling was not even a little bit.

The master is a man, and the three Qings are immortals!
Jiang Ning is already in the realm of Sanqing, and the poison in the world is like being bitten by a mosquito, which has little effect on him.

"Splitting edge sword technique!"

Jiang Ning's fingers are like swords. A flick of a finger is like a slap of a long sword. It is clearly two fingers, but in the eyes of everyone, it seems to have changed into hundreds of thousands of fingers in the blink of an eye. Each finger is pinched here. Outside a scale of the long whip, it was as if thousands of daggers had been slapped on those tiny scales!
'Crack...crack...'

Those tiny scales that just bounced back closed back into the golden whip under the flick of this finger!
"this is okay too?"

Ye Fengling stared blankly at Jiang Ning, this was too unexpected.

The opponent's method of dealing with her seemed extremely simple, extremely clumsy, but extremely powerful!
Could this be the legendary back-to-basics artistic conception?
The meaning of the master reaches the artistic conception of returning to nature, that is the realm of human purity in the realm of Sanqing!
Impossible, how old is he, to comprehend such a high artistic conception?
Absolutely impossible!
Ye Fengling still refused to give up, and pressed his finger on the golden whip again: "Spiritual Snake Spits Out Letters!"

'Crack...'

The whistle of the golden whip was originally a round golden ball the size of a small fingernail.

At this moment, the golden ball popped out suddenly, running towards Jiang Ning's face and popped out.

"Such a clumsy method, are you willing to take it out?"

With a movement of Jiang Ning's wrist, the Dark Blood Sword drew a red afterimage, and the golden ball was blocked by the Dark Blood Sword in this afterimage, and rolled to the ground.

"wrong!"

Jiang Ning frowned. After all, Ye Fengling was a master and was born in Bashu. How could the trick be so simple that people could see through it at a glance?
The next moment, Jiang Ning saw that the golden ball bounced off the head of the golden whip, and a green air current shot out like an off-string bow and arrow, heading straight for his face!
"not good!"

The immortal energy in Jiang Ning's body swirled wildly, forming a barrier of immortal energy to block him.

But the green air current spread out after hitting the fairy shield, filling the air in the blink of an eye.

Then a disgusting smell spread.

"what……"

Some people who couldn't avoid it smelled this smell, and immediately rolled their eyes to the ground.

"It hurts..."

Some rubbed their hands against their faces, feeling pain, and felt a cold death breath all over their bodies.

"vomit……"

Those with slightly better resistance threw themselves on the ground on the spot, clutching their necks and vomiting wildly.

The performance of those warriors was slightly better, but they couldn't hold it back either. The Anjin warriors were still staggering, and immediately lost their resistance.

Huajin warriors are a little better, but they can only stand against the wall.

Only a strong martial artist can barely blush and sit down on the ground, holding onto Yuan Yi one by one, without daring to breathe a sigh of relief.

In the entire auction house, no one has a good face, even Jiang Ning has a strange expression.

"What a poisonous gas, what a fierce woman!"

Jiang Ning's pupils shrank slightly, Ye Fengling's ruthlessness was beyond his imagination.

It is normal for warriors to act with hatred and revenge, and it is normal to kill innocent people, but it is rare to hurt innocent people.

It was Jiang Ning who did whatever he wanted, even if he used cruel methods occasionally, it was forced by the cruel environment in the martial arts world, but he rarely did anything to innocent people.

There were a lot of people in this auction house, and many of those who talked in low voices were speaking ill of Jiang Ning, and Jiang Ning didn't do anything to them.

But what Ye Fengling did was a little too much. Knowing that he was invincible, he actually used such a large area of ​​poison, which was simply cruel.

"Martial arts are cruel, how cruel is the battle between the masters, they are just ants under the masters, they die as soon as they die, how cruel are they?"

Ye Fengling glanced at the fallen people in the room lightly, and looked at Jiang Ning again: "Your inner strength is strong, so you can still stand like this!"

"You are wrong! Killing is fine, but you shouldn't treat human life like nothing!"

The fairy energy in Jiang Ning's body circulated, dispelling the poisonous energy in front of him, and at the same time glanced at Yi Ren and Qin Song who had fallen.

"Jiang, Mr. Jiang, help, help!"

Yi Ren's resistance was not as good as that of a warrior, his face was ashen at the moment, and he was almost out of breath.

"I was wrong? Hehe, they will all die, and you can't live either! You are all dead, and I am right! I am right to live! Give me back my whip!"

Ye Fengling giggled, her long skirt fluttered, and she wanted to pull back the golden whip in Jiang Ning's hand!
(End of this chapter)