Chapter Seventy-Six: A Sudden Spike

"Now, it's time for me to play with you, don't worry, I'll let you die slowly."

Jing Boran's expression was a little hideous at the moment, it was a great shame for a middle-level martial artist in the Yuan Dan Realm to be beaten like this by a beginner-level martial artist.

Indeed, both of them were seriously injured at the moment, although Jing Boran stood up, his body kept shaking, and every step he took hurt to the bones.

Although Jing Xuan couldn't get up, his injuries were not as serious as Jing Boran, and although the blow of the "Cloud Piercing Stone" was less than one percent, it was not much better than the two punches he received. At this moment, the two are basically back to the moment before the war, and their injuries are also half a catty.

However, Jing Boran gradually adapted to the pain he was bearing, and Jing Xuan was still a little uncomfortable, and his qi and blood were still messy.

Jing Boran gradually approached, and he didn't pick up the pool of blood, because he didn't need it at all now, and he didn't have that much time and energy to pick it up. Now he knows very well that if he saves a little physical strength, he will have a better chance of winning, so all unnecessary actions will be eliminated as long as they can be omitted.

Jing Zhonglou couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he watched his son defeat the enemy with his backhand. He glanced at Jing Yang proudly, I want to see how calm you can be.

Jingyang is also a little anxious, this time hanging!

Jing Tian still didn't have the slightest worry, "Is it hanging?"

Indeed, Jing Xuanke hasn't completely broken out yet, at least, the moves he taught him, but none of them are useless.

Jing Boran raised his fist, as usual, Moro Lost Trace Fist is a footwork and fist, but now...... Nima's ten fingers are connected to his heart, this pain is heartbreaking, and he is still a fart, it would be good to be able to stand.

He threw a punch, saying that it was a punching bag, but it was much more powerful than that thing.

Jing Xuan was a little bitter, lying on his side on the ground and didn't have time to get up, Wufeng was behind him, and he couldn't pull it out when he pressed it, so he could only bite the bullet and fight Jing Boran fist to fist.

But after all, people have practiced, boxing experts, Jing Xuan is specialized in using swords, as the saying goes: "There is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art industry", which is very reasonable, at this moment the two punch at the same time, but the power is not at the same level at all.

With a punch, Jing Xuan couldn't hold it anymore, the qi and blood in his throat became dishonest and began to surge, and his right hand obviously had a demonic phagocytosis. And Jing Boran is used to playing sandbags like no one, which hurts...... Nima still hurts!

Everyone could see that without a sword, Jing Xuan would definitely be defeated.

"Hey, it's a pity, but I want to be a gentleman, but the enemy is willing to be a villain, and the victory and defeat have been divided", someone sighed, that young man's swordsmanship is indeed amazing, he is a plastic talent, and it is indeed a pity if he dies.

Jing Tian shook his head, no longer paying attention to other people's dislike, his eyes were fixed on Jing Xuan, even if he didn't understand the moves I taught you, but should you try to use them?

Another punch collided, Jing Xuan's right arm shook and almost wanted to break, it is true that he didn't want to make a move, but there was no sword, how could I fight?

Jing Tian doesn't know, if he knows that he has the heart to die at the moment, don't you understand it, think about it when I fight you, wouldn't I also be bare-handed?

The highest level of the way of the sword, everything is a sword!

But Jing Xuan doesn't understand, he's just a child, how can he understand the truth that everything is a sword. Anyway, he just thinks that he has to have a sword to make a sword move, how can he use a sword move without a sword!

The more Jing Tian looked at it, the more speechless he became, why didn't you make a move, what I taught you was a vain teaching, didn't you? God, do you have a tendency to like to be abused?

Time passed minute by minute, the two fought nearly a hundred punches, Jing Xuan's right arm was basically wasted, his right fist was completely the size of a sandbag, but it was swollen, the white velvet at the crook of the arm was blood-red, if you looked carefully, the broken bone spurs were exposed.

Jing Boran's right arm was scratched by the sword, but at this moment, he used his left arm to fight against Jing Xuan, but the power of his left arm was not as powerful as his right arm, and his left fist was also red and swollen at this moment, and it also became sandbag-like.

Do you have stamina? Lao Tzu is definitely better than you.

Jing Boran thought a little ruthlessly, today Lao Tzu is going to kill you for life.

Jing Xuan's consciousness began to blur, his physical strength was a little overdrawn, he was not as old as Jing Boran, even if he lacked physical exercise, he was not an opponent in hand-to-hand combat!

, you're so smart, why are you confused at the moment, everything is a sword!

Jing Tian couldn't sit still now, the swordsmanship moves were always so unexpected and flexible, how could he not think of this stubble?

He began to move, stood up, his middle index fingers were tightly together, his hands were dancing and waving, his expression became a little excited, and his two fingers were fiercely raised upward. The mouth was also vibrating, shouting:

"Come on Jing Xuan, come on Jing Xuan!".

This move makes people feel very strange, what the hell is coming on, isn't it stretching out your fist coming on?

Jing Yang looked at his younger brother a little speechlessly, and a wave of confusion surged in his heart, what kind of trouble are you doing?

Jing Zhonglou and his party also sneered, is this Nima a joke invited by a monkey?

This is specially for fun, right, there is a powerful magic circle on the life and death platform, and the voice can't be heard, okay?

Jing Tian doesn't know? He knows, but isn't there no way now, he can only think of something to let Jing Xuan see, hoping that he can turn the corner.

What the hell is this?

Some people think it's curious, it's funny, but it's a little funny!

"Why don't we cheer up that guy named Jing Xuan?"

"But he can't hear it, he can't hear it, but he can see it!"

"It's a shame to come here!"

"Hmph, come on", the man sulked and shouted like Jing Tian.

"Come on Jing Xuan, I'll support you!".

Then there is one and there is another, and then and again, and again...... In the end, the audience weirdly set off a wave of shouting and cheering.

They all looked like Jing Tian, raised their hands and shouted:

"Jing Xuan come on, Jing Xuan come on ......".

The rest of the people who didn't move also felt that they were a little out of tune, and they also raised their hands and shouted.

Jing Tian smiled knowingly, what I want is such an atmosphere, the whole audience is 360 degrees imitating when we fight, I don't believe you can't see the moves.

Jing Xuan and the two were originally fighting fiercely, but at this moment, both of them intentionally or unintentionally slowed down the frequency, and each looked around.

Jing Boran was taken aback, Nima is cheering me on? Lao Tzu is going to marry Bai Fumei and walk to the peak of life!

But it feels so awkward, what kind of posture is this, why haven't I seen it, this is popular in the sect?

Jing Xuan was also stunned, at first he felt that this posture was a little familiar, and then Nima directly lay down, isn't this the starting gesture that Jing Tian put on when he faced off with me?

But what's the use of you doing this at this time?

"No, big brother, do you want to tell me that the sword is one, the man is the sword, and the sword is the man?"

I remember that when my eldest brother fought against me, he didn't use a sword, is this the so-called unity of man and sword?

He understood, eldest brother is reminding me to make a sword with my hands, and the sword is one!

Then, he also made a quick move, aren't you distracted, then Lao Tzu will take advantage of your illness to kill you, and point to the sword, "sweeping the red dust"!

Jing Boran looked at the strange movement of Jing Xuan's left hand, what the hell, do you still want to resist?

Yes, he guessed right, Jing Xuan resisted, and a finger poked at his neck. This finger seems simple, but it condenses some great power.

Jing Boran wanted to teach him how to be a man with one punch, but he was directly stabbed in the throat by his finger.

Jing Boran stared at the two big eyeballs, and then fell to the ground ...... with a bang.