Chapter Forty-Six: Cutting Off the Roots of Trouble

"Su Jing?" The annoyance and anger on Zhao Jingwen's face turned into a look of pride, he got up from the woman under him, took a bath towel from the side to cover his body, looked at Su Jingqi and said, "You weren't stunned?"

The snow-white sheets were dyed with a touch of bright red, which was so shocking.

Zhao Jingwen has become a dead man in Su Jing's eyes. Su Jing didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore, took out the Ruyi Sword, touched the mechanism, and a cold light immediately popped out.

"People like you are really more than enough to live in this world. Su Jing's Ruyi Sword pointed at Zhao Jingwen.

"Hmph, I said how could a wretch beat Wang Hao, it turns out that you are really awakened. Zhao Jingwen's face showed a hint of abruptness, "But it's a pity, I've also awakened, and it's a big sect like the Quanzhen Sect, and I'm about to enter the Quanzhen Cave Heaven, stay away from the red dust, and pursue the way of heaven, which is far from comparable to you Jianghu scattered people." ”

"Stupid. ”

Another middle school boy, Su Jing sneered, and stabbed directly with a sword, when there was still a distance of two meters from Zhao Jingwen, the Ruyi sword suddenly flashed, and with a sharp flick, it instantly became more than two meters long, and in a blink of an eye, it reached Zhao Jingwen's throat.

Soldiers are impermanent, water is impermanent, the three-river swordsmanship is practiced to a high depth, like the river flowing eastward, it is impermanent, such a swordsmanship, with the Ruyi sword of arbitrary length, is used in the hands of Su Jing, and the power is doubled, which has far exceeded the situation of the third-rate swordsmanship.

The sword aura was calm, stabbing his throat painfully, Zhao Jingwen's face changed instantly, between life and death, the fighting experience of the previous life finally played a role, and as soon as he leaned back, the Ruyi sword stabbed against his head, leaving a faint blood mark on his handsome face.

"You're looking for death!" Zhao Jingwen's face turned red, he roared, his body was violent, and he suddenly arrived next to the closet on the left side of the bedroom, and at the same time kicked a high-end leather sofa towards Su Jing.

Stabbed, Su Jing split the sofa in half with a sword, pointed at Zhao Jingwen with a ruyi sword, and handed over another sword, and at the same time mocked in his mouth: "Zhao Jingwen, were you a true disciple in your previous life?"

Zhao Zhijing's three words were like a sharp knife, stabbing into Zhao Jingwen's heart, he was even more annoyed, took out a very gorgeous private room from the cabinet, pulled out the long sword with a bang, and faced Su Jing's Ruyi sword.

With a loud bang, Su Jinghu was forced to take a few steps back.

Su Jing's face was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Zhao Jingwen's internal strength to be so profound, not to mention that he had opened up six or seven meridians, which was about three times that of himself.

"I don't know if Zhao Jingwen has awakened for a few days, looking at his annoyed and angry appearance, is his previous life really Zhao Zhijing's failure?" Su Jing's mind flashed away, and then his heart was as calm as water, without distracting thoughts, and he wholeheartedly performed the Sanjiang Sword Technique.

Su Jing is really in a word, Zhao Jingwen's previous life is indeed that Zhao Zhijing. Zhao Zhijing is narrow-minded, despicable and insidious, in order to seize the position of the head of the Quanzhen Sect, he actually colluded with the Mongols, and his character was really lost to a certain extent, and even Zhao Jingwen himself was ashamed to die for a while after awakening his memory.

However, Zhao Zhijing Zhao Jingwen is a person after all, even if he is reincarnated, his personality will not change much, naturally, he will push all the mistakes of his previous life to Yin Zhiping, the seventh son of Quanzhen.

In this world, there are very few people who can awaken the memories of their previous lives, and he Zhao Jingwen turned out to be a Quanzhen Sect person, who has far surpassed ordinary Jianghu Sanren, and he is really a big cut above others in the www.biquge.info of Biqu Pavilion. What's more, the identity of the awakened person in his previous life, in today's martial arts, is as secretive as deep, no one will mention it lightly, he doesn't say it, who can ask, who can know?

What's more, his martial arts are profound. In his previous life, the Quanzhen Sect was known as the first major sect in martial arts, and he was the first person in the martial arts of three generations of disciples. The Golden Wheel Dharma King, who cultivated the Dragon Elephant Bo Ruogong, after seeing it again, praised it in his heart for his profound internal strength.

"Damn, if it weren't for the fact that I didn't wake up long ago, and I was only infused with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi for three days, I would have raised my internal force to the level of the third or fourth layer in my previous life, otherwise I would have taken Su Jing down a long time ago. ”

After the two fought for a while, Zhao Jingwen found that Su Jing's swordsmanship was nothing more than Er'er, but it was the strange weapon in his hand and his huge strength far beyond ordinary people, which made him a little flustered for a while.

Zhao Jingwen gradually stabilized his mind, and the Quanzhen Sword Technique slowly unfolded bit by bit, and with the Quanzhen True Heart Method, its subtleties gradually showed its power.

"Going" Zhao Jingwen exhaled, the sword in his hand trembled rapidly like a snake, it was just a sword, but it attacked Su Jing's throat and heart at the same time.

"Which sword is virtual, which sword is real?" Su Jing frowned, Zhao Jingwen's move actually gave him the feeling that one sword turned into two, and there was no distinction between virtual and real, he faintly felt that these two swords seemed to be true, and whichever sword he dodged, he would be injured by the other sword.

"Good swordsmanship!" Su Jing praised in his heart, although he was not surprised, he took a step back, his shoulders sank slightly, and then the Ruyi Sword in his hand quickly passed forward, the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi quickly attached, and a brilliant sword light lit up.

Su Jing's eyes were in a trance, Zhao Jingwen's figure was constantly changing, and he gradually became the appearance of the bloody hand slaughter in his previous life, and he returned to that unknown era, more than ten years like a day, constantly searching, waving the sword, just for this sword.

Ten years is like a day, and a sword breaks the past.

There was no doubt that Zhao Jingwen's sword move was broken in an instant, and the arm holding the sword was pierced at once, and then he screamed and flew out upside down.

"Alas. Su Jing sighed, slightly sad, and then recovered in an instant, looked at Zhao Jingwen who was holding his shoulders and roaring, and sneered, and stabbed his throat with a sword without hesitation.

"Don't, please don't!" Zhao Jingwen begged loudly under the tearful urine.

Unexpectedly, Su Jing's sword really stopped, Zhao Jingwen was stunned, and thought that Su Jing was going to let him go, but then he saw a cold light flashing in front of him, and then, an unbearable severe pain came from under his crotch.

Some people, removing the root of his troubles, makes him more painful than killing him

"Monument-level sword moves? ”

At this time, the young Taoist who had just walked to the third floor felt the changes in the vitality of heaven and earth, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

PS: I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I have to practice for the exam in the past two days