Chapter 437: Ma Ma is broken

Xia Yutong stabilized his body and praised sincerely: "Such a great strength, worthy of being a strong man in the late stage of Jindan!"

The words of admiration fell on the other party's ears, but they became extremely harsh.

In the early and late stages, they faced each other head-on, and they were only slightly inferior by half a point under the fierce collision, which was a slap in the face of Chiguoguo!

Chen Jing clenched her teeth, and her eyes were full of jealousy.

An outcast who was abolished by her has recovered his peak combat power in just five years, and he can almost tie with her, which is really a blow!

Especially, when the other party has not yet used the best spiritual weapon!

"I can't let her grow up anymore, or I'm going to die!

Chen Jing's heart was filled with murderous intent, and he would never allow the enemy to grow up again.

After the fight, she will invite a few other teammates to take action to extinguish this danger in her growth.

"Kill!"

Chen Jing's momentum was churning, and he burst out with all his combat power, and rushed forward with a loud shout.

With a long sword in hand, he slashed diagonally towards his neck.

The power of the above spiritual weapons, this is an iron heart to kill the other party!

Xia Yutong's red lips rose, and she was not afraid.

Qinghong in his hand turned around at the same time as touching the blade of the sword, turning away the force of the slash, and dodging sideways with dexterity.

Chen Jing's ready blow naturally couldn't easily let go of the other party, and the blade of the sword slashed horizontally, falling towards the waist and abdomen.

Ding Ding Ding ~

For a while, the sound of blades colliding in the ring continued, stirring up brilliant sparks.

It's a pity that as a fellow sect, Xia Yutong clearly knows the other party's moves and exercises, and he can make the next block in advance.

The battle seemed fierce, but it didn't hurt him even a point.

I don't know if it's intentional or unintentional, even if I fall a little down, I haven't used the best spiritual weapon from beginning to end.

Chen Jing pressed forward step by step, seemingly pressing the other party to fight, but he became more and more anxious in his heart.

Her own exercises and moves are transparent in the eyes of the other party, but as a former saint, she has cultivated a higher-level exercise that only a saint can cultivate, and it is not something she can think of to make a prediction at all.

On the contrary, Xia Yutong was at ease in the grappling, relying on his agile pace to keep swimming, and from time to time condensed an ice needle to fight back.

Beads of sweat gradually appeared on Chen Jing's forehead, and the clothes on her body were also cut under the sudden attack of ice needles.

Of course, the clothes are torn only at the position of the arms and cuffs, and don't think about other things.

Even if it's torn, there will be a mosaic!

Sou~

An ice needle strikes.

Chen Jing didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly resisted with a sword, but she was about to go crazy in her heart.

The same move was also encountered when I was sparring with the current Liu Qianman.

However, when Liu Qianman was condensing the ice needle, whether it was the speed or power of the needle, he was far from being in a hurry to be sharp at the moment.

Moreover, the condensation of ice consumes a lot of spiritual energy, and when the Holy Maiden is also in the early stage of Jindan, she can condense eight ice needles at most, and the spiritual yuan power in the dantian will be exhausted.

But on the other hand, the former saintess had already thrown no less than ten ice needles in a row, but the fluctuations of the spiritual yuan power on her body were still majestic.

It's like when you condense the ice needle, it doesn't consume her at all.

Are they really cultivating a kind of exercise?

However, Chen Jing did find differences.

After Liu Qianman practiced the unique exercises of the Holy Maiden, the whole person looked like a fairy who did not eat fireworks in the world, giving people a cold feeling.

But Xia Yutong is different, the cold aura that used to be on her body has disappeared, but it has added a bit of agility.

is also a saint, why is the difference so spicy!

In the upstairs box, a graceful woman stood in front of the window, looking down at the battle below.

The carefully trimmed brow furrowed slightly, and doubts appeared in the rippling eyes.

As a cultivator of the Xuanling Holy Sect, she knew more than the junior disciples.

I have already noticed the difference between Xia Yutong.

The most direct manifestation of the ice needle, except for the Holy Maiden, there are no disciples, including her!

Chen Jing might not be able to see the peculiarities of the other party's exercises because her level was too low, but she knew too well.

Compared to the saints in the sect, it is definitely much stronger under the same realm!

muttered to himself, "No, you must ask her for clarification!"

Although this cultivator is not from the current saint maiden lineage, he must always ask about things that are beneficial to the sect.

What's more, although Xia Yutong escaped from the sect, he still maintained his status as a disciple of the Holy Sect, and even the sect master did not dare to say anything about expulsion.

Otherwise, when her mad master comes out, even the sect master won't be able to bear it.

Crazy, it's not that you have mental problems, it's that you are crazy when you fight!

Just responded to the sentence: I was ruthless, and I even cut myself!

Just ask if you're afraid!

At the entrance of the passage under the stands, Le'er grabbed the remaining neck fur of the dog with his little hand, and looked out with concern.

Worriedly asked, "You say, can Ma Ma win?"

Liu Qing touched the little girl's head and comforted: "Don't worry, she will definitely win, she hasn't moved the real thing yet!"

"Yes, yes, if you sacrifice the bundle of immortals, you will have already taken down the other party!" Jiang Yifeng raised his eyebrows and said very confidently.

Yang Changsheng's brows furrowed slightly, and he reminded in a deep voice: "It won't be so simple, there must be a back-move." If you encounter a disciple of the Holy Sect, you must not be careless! If the boat capsizes in the gutter, you will not have the face to see the big guy!"

"Uh-huh. Jiang Yifeng and Liu Qing hurriedly nodded in agreement, putting away their inflated arrogance.

The ten major sects with profound backgrounds, how could they not give their disciples some killer features.

Carelessly, it is not impossible to suffer a dark loss and be overturned.

Sou~

An ice needle slashed through.

When Chen Jing stabbed out a sword, he leaned forward under inertia.

Xia Yutong seized the opportunity to shoot an ice needle and grazed it across the opponent's face.

Multiply~

A scratch appeared abruptly on the skin on his face, and then the wound was stained red, oozing Yin Hong's blood.

Chen Jing hurriedly put away his sword and retreated, his palm brushing over his face, and he was suddenly dyed with a shocking blood red.

"You~, you dare to hurt me!"

Chen Jing gritted her teeth with hatred, and her face was almost distorted.

A wound on the face is equivalent to disfigurement!

Although there is an elixir in the cultivation realm that can eliminate scars, but if you have a face that is more important than your life, you will be crazy if you are a woman!

Men and women, who doesn't care about looks?

Xia Yutong's red lips rose, and he teased: "How can you not see blood in battle, you won't be stupid, right?"

Syllable~

Le'er covered her little forehead and muttered speechlessly: "I actually learned to speak in a baba tone, and the hemp was broken." ”

Several other people were stunned and thoughtful: "It's true!"

Chen Jing wiped away the bloodstains, his eyes were full of madness, and he roared in a low voice: "Die, I'm going to kill you!"

After saying that, he rushed forward regardless of it, slashed down with his sword in his right hand, and looked into his cuff with his left hand.

(End of chapter)