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Chapter 142 Falling off the cliff (for subscription)

Ye Cheng knew that he couldn't confront Jinghui head-on, otherwise his most powerful means would be the only way to block Jinghui's attack, but who knows if Jinghui, a vicious woman, has any other powerful means.

So after being unable to retreat from the back, Ye Cheng was thinking whether he could back away from both sides and avoid Jinghui's attack, but just as he took action, when he took a step across, Jinghui's sideways attack had already come to block Ye Cheng's face. The direction in which the city straddles.

In order to block the galloping attack, Ye Cheng turned his fist into a palm, rolling towards Jinghui's attack with soft vigor, this is Ye Cheng's "soft palm".

After Ye Cheng slapped out, facing an attack countless times more domineering than his "Mianzhang", he had no choice but to take a step back.

After this step, the edge of the cliff is getting closer.

Every time after "Cotton Palm" is played, because Ye Cheng has no strength at all at the beginning, Ye Cheng almost always has to back up in order to reduce the opponent's domineering attack, especially when facing someone who is stronger than him, such as the one in front of him. Jinghui.

If you don't back down and provoke yourself, you will often hurt yourself. This is also the disadvantage of "Mianzhang".

With a person like Ye Cheng who is in the Qi Transformation Realm, being able to comprehend such a palm by himself is already a very remarkable achievement, and it is quite normal to have some disadvantages.

Besides, does the world have perfect martial arts?
But the stamina of this palm is full. If you don't pay attention, a strong energy will erupt in your body like Guo Biao last time. The most terrible thing is to destroy it from the inside.

But after all, Guo Biao is a strong man of the same level as him, but the person Ye Cheng is facing now is Jing Hui, who is at the peak of the late stage of the Qi Transformation Realm. The scene that is about to happen in front of you.

As a result, Ye Cheng was extremely frustrated. When the continuous vigor and violent attack converged, Ye Cheng's strong vigor was scattered by a stronger force. Jin didn't have the slightest chance to pour into Jinghui's body.

Although this blow didn't achieve any miraculous effect, it did arouse Jinghui's surprise. He never thought that Ye Cheng could perform such a "soft yet firm" martial skill.

Jinghui stopped, looked at Ye Cheng and said: "Although your blow was wrapped in softness, you wanted to confuse me with softness and deal with me with toughness, but you must know that in front of absolute cultivation, my Just can shake off your softness and rigidity at the same time, and it doesn't give you a chance at all. Your moves like this can only achieve miraculous effects in front of people of the same level."

"I don't know, what surprises will you bring me next?" Jing Hui said lightly, as if she was sure that Ye Cheng would not escape her palm.

"I'll let you know later." Ye Cheng said unwillingly to show weakness.

He is indeed in a very bad situation now, but Ye Cheng does not allow himself to weaken in terms of momentum.

Not to mention that his strength is not as good as that of Jinghui in front of him, even if he escapes, it is very difficult for Ye Cheng to escape.

Looking at Jinghui's beautiful steps like lotus growing every step before, Ye Cheng knew that Jinghui must have the martial arts of walking, unlike him who practiced halfway through becoming a monk, had no skills, no martial arts, and no practitioners. Common sense is simply a three-no product.

Oh, by the way, he has a set of "Luofeng Palm" martial arts seized from Guo Biao. This is a martial skill recognized by Murong Qing as a first-rank martial skill, but Ye Cheng has not had time to practice it yet.

After Ye Cheng finished speaking, he saw Jinghui pull out a whip from her waist, a red whip with extraordinary material.

"Hehe, I'm quite good at whips. Not to mention that your speed is not as good as mine now, it's the range of my current attack distance. No matter if you run from front to back, left to right, you have no possibility of running out. You The only ending is death. From the moment you were discovered by me, you were destined to die." Jinghui said cruelly.

The whip was jumping extremely nimbly in Jinghui's hands, and Ye Cheng, unbelieving, galloped towards the right at his fastest speed.

After Ye Cheng hadn't walked a few steps, he heard the crackling of the whip, and it landed beside him in an instant.

Ye Cheng's hands were filled with countless sharp vigor, he believed that he could cut through this broken whip, but the next moment, he was disappointed again, his fierce vigor did not cause substantial damage to this whip.

He felt ruthless in his heart, gritted his teeth, and held the whip firmly in his hand, allowing the whip to draw beautiful bloodstains on his palm.

Under the interference of his brute force, the whip really couldn't move, but the owner of the whip wasn't unable to move.

Jinghui rushed forward quickly, just approaching her body, and slapped Ye Cheng with a palm. The sound of the palm was loud, and the air was vibrating.

Ye Cheng's heart was raging with anger, burning extremely vigorously, and he used all his strength at once, without any skills, just violently.

There is no doubt that under the absolute difference in cultivation, without any other bonuses, Ye Cheng will of course be defeated.

"Pfft." Ye Cheng spat out a mouthful of blood, which scattered on the boulder, loosened his hand and unconsciously let go of the whip, looking extremely miserable.

This is not the end, the next moment the crackling sound of the whip hit Ye Cheng's body, and the whip didn't stop until Ye Cheng took a few steps back again.

The clothes on Ye Cheng's body were already torn, and some strips of clothes were torn and fell to the ground, stained with blood.

His body was intertwined with blood and sweat, staining his clothes red.

Behind is the edge of the cliff, and Ye Cheng's life seems to be on the edge of the cliff, the fire of life may be extinguished at any time, and may be taken away by Jing Hui, a vicious woman at any time.

"No, he still has a chance." Ye Cheng shouted and roared in his heart, even if he died, it would not make the woman in front of him feel better.

"In the end, you just go to hell, who told you to listen to something you shouldn't listen to." Jinghui said cruelly and sharply, and at the same time, she punched Ye Cheng's heart with all her strength, intending to end Ye Cheng's last life. spark.

Ye Cheng looked at the oncoming fist, and suddenly felt a little dazed. Could it be that his life was about to end? He seemed to see Gu Feifei's bright smile, which was so beautiful and brilliant.

He still has the last punch, this punch is full of punching intent, the artistic conception is born, and there is infinite domineering in the softness.

It's just that this punch didn't collide with Jinghui's punch, or it was avoided by Jinghui, and then Jinghui's punch hit Ye Cheng violently.

Ye Cheng was directly knocked off the cliff by this punch, but because of Ye Cheng's punch, Jinghui's punch didn't hit Ye Cheng's heart.

"How could I not know that your punch has the power of artistic conception. When you hit softness with strength and softness, I just know that you have mastered the artistic conception, and I have been guarding against you for a long time. This is also my The reason for the surprise." Jinghui said with a smile on her lips as she watched Ye Cheng fall from the cliff.

Seeing Ye Cheng fall into the boundless abyss with her own eyes, she didn't think that Ye Cheng had any chance of surviving.

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