Chapter Seventy-Five: A Jedi Strikes Back

Jing Boran felt a little weak in his heart, even if he escaped, but this is a battle of life and death, what should he do next?

"You, you are so deep!", he looked at Jing Xuan, and felt like he had been deceived, and he was also surprised by Jing Xuan's sudden increase in cultivation.

"Feng Shui takes turns, it's time for you to taste the taste of being abused today", Jing Xuan looked at Jing Boran sarcastically, what did you do to me last time, this time I will make you repay double.

Jing Xuan shot again, but this time it was not as stunning and gorgeous as it was at the beginning. A style of "Wind Breaking Mountain" coupled with the phantom step, rushed towards Jing Boran extremely quickly.

There is a saying that takes advantage of your illness to kill you. So Jing Xuan raised his sword very unceremoniously this time, Jing Boran subconsciously blocked with a blood pool curved blade, and his body was also retreating at great speed.

"Hey, this time, Jing Xuan is going to make a lot of money again, don't play cards according to common sense!", Jing Tian sighed silently, and glanced at Jing Boran with pity, you are wrong again.

At the moment when Jing Boran blocked with a pool of blood, the original starting style of "Breaking the Wind and Breaking the Mountain" instantly changed to "Flirting with the clouds". The parallel sword deflected sharply, then slammed sideways upwards, stabbing its wrist.

Jing Boran was taken aback again, he changed his moves so quickly, maybe he was not going to cut flat, but suddenly changed his moves between walks. A little red flowed out of his wrist, and his right hand was no longer able to hold the pool of blood, even if he realized it later, it was a little late.

Jing Tian also looked at Jing Xuan in surprise, this is definitely a unique kendo genius, drawing inferences from one another or something is pediatrics, it is simply a hundred things.

Thinking that he can be regarded as a veteran of using swords, his self-created horizontal sword technique is famous in the Heavenly Domain, making him like a fish in water in the realm of Daojun, and he is famous all over the world. However, he didn't expect to change his moves abruptly while he was speeding, and they were all premeditated killing moves.

If it weren't for the strange changes in his left eye and his incredible ability, he probably wouldn't be able to see Jing Xuan's every move in an instant, and when he used the heavy and clumsy heavy sword, he changed his moves one after another strangely, making the enemy unguardable.

I can also try it in the future, Jing Tian was a little excited, he was interested, and he looked more carefully and more really.

This one...... But I really didn't teach it myself, but I became a thief, bah, what, I didn't steal the teacher, I learned above board.

What? Low-level fighting? Heh, what my brother is looking at is not a superficial low-level move, what my brother is looking at is the connotation, do you understand the connotation?

"Bang", the blood-pooled curved blade flew out of Jing Boran's palm and landed on Jing Xuan's back. He looked at Jing Xuan with some horror, Nima didn't give him a way to live, this is too bullying.

"You forced me", Jing Boran was furious, he was also a middle-level martial artist in the Yuan Dan Realm, even if Jing Xuan broke through to the Yuan Dan Realm, it was only a beginner Okay, but you seized a mistake point of Lao Tzu, and continued to attack, not giving me a chance to defend at all, not like this.

"At this moment, you have no weapons, and your left ankle is also broken, I see how arrogant you are", Jing Xuan also glanced at Jing Boran with disdain, "To paraphrase what you once said, the days are long and sometimes endless, and this battle is endless...... Let's play slowly."

Although Jing Boran was so angry that he had the urge to vomit blood, he still held back, the opportunity, the opportunity to turn the tables, at this moment, he must be calm and calm.

Jing Xuan still looked at him coldly, and the Wufeng in his hand was raised high, this was a sword ready to finish, "Cloud Piercing Stone".

The bladeless sword fell, clumsily smashed down, he didn't mean to kill Jing Boran, but this sword was just a flat smash, and it really smashed down with a wide sword surface.

"Don't!".

Jing Zhonglou was suddenly shocked, the script is not like this, how can this be?

"Brother!".

Jing Bowen was also taken aback, shouted loudly, and wanted to stop it, but was stopped by his own master.

Even Jing Shibing was stunned, obviously cultivating three levels higher than the other party, but he was beaten by the other party and had no power to fight back, even if it was a carelessness, it definitely shouldn't be so miserable.

With a sword, Jing Boran tried his best to pluck up the vitality of his body to protect himself, but he was still dizzy from the blow, his chest was tight and short of breath, and his limbs were weak...... Anyway, I just feel like I'm not myself anymore.

"Surrender, although there are some grievances between you and me, after all, we are all members of the Jing family, and the words of life and death are a bit serious."

Jing Xuan put away Wufeng, glanced at the loveless Jing Boran on the ground, shook his head and turned around to leave.

"It's at this moment", Jing Boran's expression was cold, his right foot suddenly exerted force, his left fist was clenched, and the green tendons of his whole body burst out, almost bursting apart. After waiting for so long, you're still a little soft-hearted, so it's time for you to taste what it's like to be beaten.

"Not good!".

"Despicable!".

Jing Xuan was still casually ready to walk towards the stage, but the audience saw it really, and Jing Boran instantly spun in a spiral, rushed out with both fists, and hit Jing Xuan's back.

Jing Xuan also realized something, he hurriedly turned around to take a look, and then what came was Jing Boran's fierce killing fist - Moro Lost Trace Fist!

The front chest accidentally hit Jing Boran's fists, and Jing Xuan was directly knocked dozens of meters away, he held his right hand on the ground, and spit out a mouthful of red and blackened blood sideways.

This time the injury was not light, several sternums in the chest were shattered, and the red blood flowed out of the chest, Jing Xuan didn't dare to gasp for breath at this moment, there were two obvious purple-black fist marks on his chest, these two punches would definitely not be ordinary two punches.

"You, so despicable!".

Jing Xuan endured the severe pain, leaned sideways, and looked at Jing Boran, his face was pale and terrifying.

"Hahaha, don't you know the truth that soldiers don't get tired of cheating, as for why you don't want to kill me, hmph, unfortunately, I want to kill you."

Jing Boran burst out laughing, Lao Tzu can at least fight, what about you, can you be afraid? My Moro Lost Trace Fist is not a vegetarian.

"Before you die, you should have no regrets about being able to see my killer weapon 'Moro Lost Fist'."

"It's too despicable", a young man from the sect in the audience said lightly, very angry, everyone has already put down the butcher's knife and left you a way to live, but you don't know how to be grateful to Dade, and you still engage in a sneak attack!

"Yes, yes, it's so shameless", a girl on the side also glanced at Jing Boran in disgust, this kind of person definitely has to pay attention to him a little farther, it's too shameful.

"It's just despicable and shameless ......", there is a person who said indignantly, this person is a scumbag!

"Hey, what do you think I'm doing, isn't that right?"

"No, it's vile and shameless, I can see it, but it's nasty...... , where do you start?".

"Well, this, looking at the ** look on his face, needless to say, he must be a dirty product."

"Oh, that makes sense......".

"You see, the moves he made are all insidious and obscene, and it's strange if it's not indecent", the man felt that what he said just now was not convincing, and then added, well, he was too witty.