Chapter Ninety-Two: You're Not Worthy
Countless rustling sounds suddenly sounded around, and in the reflection of Su Jiu's purple pupils, countless silk threads quickly slashed, shrinking and gathering towards Ning Jiao'er at an extremely fast speed!
At this moment, Ning Jiao'er's face changed drastically, and she immediately turned over her hand and took out the spirit sword, leaning on her chest, holding a defensive posture. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
But at this moment, under Su Jiu's control, the dense silk mesh around it had suddenly shrunk, but in an instant, there were hundreds of sharp silk threads, which fiercely strangulated Ning Jiao'er's robe, straight through her skin and flesh!
A trace of blood suddenly overflowed between the flesh and blood, and because of this, under the infiltration of blood, the silk thread that was cut into Ning Jiao'er's flesh and blood skin instantly appeared.
"Damn! What is this?!" The pain of the cut made Ning Jiao'er's face distort instantly, and she had a low curse in her mouth, but the spiritual power in her body was frantically surging out of her body, trying to break free of these weird silk threads.
But what's even more weird is that these silk threads seem to have been assimilated with her flesh and skin, no matter how violent her spiritual power changes, she is still strangled between her flesh and blood, not only can't break away in the slightest, but has the tendency to tighten more and more!
As the silk threads tightened, Ning Jiao'er's face became more and more ugly, and while she was still unbound, she frantically swung the spirit sword and slashed at the surrounding silk threads soaked in blood.
The sword body slashed above the silk thread, and it actually made a sound like a sword colliding and staggering, and there was no tendency to be cut off at all.
Seeing this, Ning Jiao'er's complexion changed again, and she felt the rustling sound that was getting denser and denser around her, and with a twist of her wrist, she wanted to withdraw the sword.
But it was still a little slower, and countless silk threads quietly contracted and gathered, and instantly slammed into Ning Jiao'er's hands, and countless blood marks appeared, and Ning Jiao'er's hands couldn't move at all.
With a bang, the spirit sword fell to the ground, but after a few breaths, Ning Jiao'er was covered with silk threads, her skin and flesh were strangled into countless small pieces, and her originally delicate face looked extremely distorted and ugly under the stiff restraint of silk threads.
"Damn!Su Jin!Is it you?!Get out of here!" Ning Jiao'er was completely imprisoned at the moment, unable to move at all, and there were several silk threads pressed horizontally between her neck and throat, making her even more afraid to move, even when she shouted, she raised her chin slightly.
Thinking that it might be the means laid by Su Jin's slut, at this moment, Ning Jiao'er's eyes had already suppressed the fear.
But for a long time, there was no movement around, but those invisible silk threads, rustling and shrinking.
"Su Jin, you slut, dare to play such indiscriminate methods, don't you dare to come out to meet people?!" Ning Jiao'er's eyes kept sweeping around, and she shouted loudly again.
This time, she didn't let Ning Jiao'er wait long, and there was a sound of rustling from the ancient tree behind her, and then a figure walked out happily.
Ning Jiao'er couldn't turn her neck and head at the moment, but with her divine sense, she could still clearly see the appearance of the figure.
"Su Jiu?!" her pupils widened in disbelief, but then, Ning Jiao'er's face immediately turned hideous, and she screamed in her mouth: "What about Su Jin? Why didn't she come out......?
But before the words came out, he was instantly slapped and swallowed back into his throat.
There was a snap, and it was extremely loud.
This was Su Jiuwucheng's spiritual power, but in an instant, Lin Ling's left cheek instantly became bruised and swollen, and under the ruthless pressure of the silk thread, countless blood overflowed.
"Slut?" Su Jiu tilted his head, a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and with a kick, he jumped directly from the ancient tree to the open space in front of Ning Jiao'er, and said with a hint of coldness: "I think this word is more suitable for yourself." ”
"You!" Ning Jiao'er suddenly became angry and wanted to attack, but she couldn't move the slightest, no, it should be said that she didn't dare to move the slightest!
"And ......" Su Jiu's eyes narrowed slightly, and then asked with a smile: "You said this is a subordinate method?"
"Hmph, isn't it?" Ning Jiao'er immediately sneered: "I can only play such a trick, do you dare me to fight head-on?!"
"A frontal battle?" Su Jiu raised his eyebrows and replied, "Why don't you dare?"
"Then take back your things for me!" Hearing this, Ning Jiao'er's eyes immediately turned fierce, and she shouted loudly.
As he spoke, he glanced down slightly with his eyes at the blood-stained silk threads around his body.
Looking at Ning Jiao'er's gaze, the silk threads that shone red had a sense of magnificence.
After a long time, it was not until Ning Jiao'er's eyes were extremely thick that Su Jiu put away the smile on his face and said coldly: "But, you are not worthy!"
You don't deserve to fight me!
Hearing the word unworthy, Ning Jiao'er's face instantly turned hideous, and she shouted in disbelief and asked, "What did you say?!"
"I said, you are not worthy, you are not worthy to fight me. Not caring about Ning Jiao'er's surging evil aura at all, Su Jiu's extremely senseless indifference repeated.
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"Kill me?" Su Jiu sneered: "Then we have to see if you have the ability." ”
At the end, Su Jiu's eyes flashed with a ghostly light, and he muttered in a low voice, "But...... Even if you have this ability, you won't have a chance to show it again......"
After that, he completely ignored Ning Jiao'er's crazy roar, and with a flip of his wrist, he immediately took out several bursting talismans, and then threw them all at Ning Jiao'er with a wave of his hand.
At the same time, as soon as the aura of his body moved, he quickly jumped backwards.
As soon as he retreated, with Ning Jiao'er as the center, a burst of sound that shook all directions suddenly came, and the residual energy swept away in an instant, causing a lot of green grass and flowers to be annihilated into ashes in an instant.
When the smoke and dust cleared, Su Jiucai walked back to the original place, looking at Ning Jiao'er, who was blown to pieces in the center, and a trace of truth suddenly crossed his eyes.
I saw that Ning Jiao'er was in tatters at the moment, but there was not much physical damage on her body except for the strangulation marks.
Su Jiu raised his eyes and looked, and just happened to see a jade-colored pendant on Ning Jiao'er's chest, and the last slight light flashed, as if the energy had been exhausted, and it completely shattered and fell with a few clicks.
"Sure enough...... Since he is the beloved grandson of Elder Jindan, he naturally has a talisman magic weapon......" Watching the jade pendant shatter and fall little by little, Su Jiu's eyes crossed a hint of relaxation.
"You, since you know that I am the granddaughter of Elder Jindan, why don't you let me go!"
Although there was the protection of the jade pendant, the huge burst force still made Ning Jiao'er suffer a lot of impact, if it wasn't for Su Jiu's silk thread imprisonment at this moment, I am afraid that she would have already fallen to the ground.
At this moment, hearing Su Jiu muttering to himself, he immediately shouted loudly.
Hearing this, Su Jiu seemed to have heard some funny jokes, and said with some playfulness: "Since I know that you have a Jindan Realm backer, do you think I will let you go back safely?"
"That's ...... Aren't you asking for trouble?"
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