Chapter 210: The Secret Art of Substitution

As soon as these words came out, Jing Mingdong's complexion changed, his body moved suddenly, and he rushed towards Ji Hai. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

Ji Hai's heart froze, and the moment he put away the three things, at the same time, there was a flash of lightning under his feet, and his figure retreated dozens of steps out of thin air.

Jing Mingdong grabbed the air with one hand, his face remained unchanged, his figure flashed again, and the moment he appeared, he was already close to Ji Hai, with a palm in his hand, a fan appeared out of thin air, and the fan swept towards Ji Hai.

A life-and-death crisis came to mind, Ji Hai was not afraid of danger, and when he raised his hand, a small red sword flew out.

Sonorous.

Jing Mingdong's backhand fan spread out a block, and the sound of gold and iron clashing suddenly sounded.

But at this moment, from below, breaking through the air, a red short sword turned into a red light and poked towards Jing Mingdong's chest and abdomen.

It turned out that Ji Hai threw out not a small red sword just now but two, one attracted Jing Mingdong's attention, and the other was close to the ground, when Jing Mingdong blocked the first red sword, the second red sword had already shot up from below.

Jing Mingdong's complexion changed suddenly, his figure leaned back, and at the moment of a backflip, the fan in his hand swept out again and again, and the sound of banging was endless.

Ji Hai looked at Jing Mingdong, who had blocked his attacks again and again, his face was a little gloomy, Jing Mingdong's strength was even higher than he imagined, otherwise, the little sword that he attacked just now would have already been successful.

The arc in Ji Hai's hand shone brightly.

Jing Mingdong's face changed, he never thought that Ji Hai would use the mysterious weapon so strangely, but Jing Mingdong still didn't take Ji Hai in his eyes.

"The wind rises!"

Jing Mingdong snorted coldly in a low voice, and after blocking the two small red swords again, he slammed them out.

Suddenly, a strong wind roared, as if a strong wind had been set off in Jing Mingdong's fan.

The closer the Jihai approached, the more the wind swept away towards the Jihai as if it had turned into a tornado.

Ji Hai's face changed, and the arc in his hand became more and more twisted and swam, and a thunder mark appeared in his hand, and then another also appeared.

"Wind Thunder Seal!"

Ji Hai looked at the tornado in front of him, which was already like a pillar of wind, and after taking a few steps back slightly, he raised his hand and slapped it away.

The two imprints of wind and thunder collided with the tornado.

Suddenly disappeared in the tornado, without making the slightest sound, Ji Hai's face changed.

The tornado swirled violently, as if it had turned into a wind dragon, and it snapped towards Ji Hai.

Just when Ji Hai retreated, the moment when the huge eye of the wind was about to cover Ji Hai.

Cracking sound.

The arc swirled, crashing into it frantically, smashing the tornado into pieces in a strong impact.

Just as the tornado turned into fragments, a figure came through one of them, and the spread fan stabbed towards Ji Hai's neck.

Ji Hai's eyes froze, and his right hand suddenly burst into flames, and then Ji Hai shook it off.

Seeing the flames coming, even Jing Mingdong's eyes shrank sharply.

"Skyfire!"

Jing Mingdong retreated, and with a flick of the fan in his hand, three fan bones flew out, turning into three rays of light and colliding with the flames.

Bang bang bang.

Suddenly, the flames dissipated, and the fan bones disappeared with them.

At this moment, a red ray shot from behind Jing Mingdong, and at the same time, another red ray shot towards Jing Mingdong from another direction.

Poof, blood splattered out.

Two small swords pierced Jing Mingdong's heart and neck.

But at this moment, Jing Mingdong turned into a blood mist and collapsed.

Stained a large area of the ground red.

"Dead? No! Ji Hai looked at Jing Mingdong's change, his face changed suddenly, and at the same time as the lightning flashed under his feet, his figure disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, a fan swept past from where Ji Hai was standing just now.

"Even in Zhongzhou, what can hurt me is only five fingers in my family, you are indeed extraordinary, and I do underestimate you!" Jing Mingdong's face was a little pale, but his voice was faint, obviously he still had room for it.

I saw that the little finger of his left hand disappeared out of thin air at this time.

Ji Hai's gaze fell on this little finger, and he said with some hesitation: "Is it similar to a robbery martial art?" Use a certain part of yourself as a stand-in! ”

Jing Mingdong's face changed slightly, and then he recovered, patted his palm on the fan, and said, "Oh, I have a good knowledge, I even know this secret technique!" ”

Ji Hai said noncommittally: "Even if you use this secret technique, it doesn't mean that you are intact now, and you have suffered a lot of injuries!" ”

Jing Mingdong smiled: "That's right, but I believe that with me now, I can kill you here!" ”

"You can try!"

Under such consumption, the pill he swallowed just now was obviously a drop in the bucket, and he was about to fight to the death with this Jing Mingdong, Ji Hai believed that he had absolutely no chance of winning, but he would not let this Jing Mingdong have a good time.

Jing Mingdong looked at Ji Hai at this time, although his expression seemed flat now, only Jing Mingdong knew that he was now injured a little, and Ji Hai still didn't look like he was defeated.

It can be said that Jing Mingdong lost, in the case of Ji Hai covered in blood, he was still invincible for a long time, if Ji Hai was intact, how strong should he be?

Coupled with Ji Hai's endless means and martial arts, Jing Mingdong was a little timid, even in the face of those geniuses in his family, he had never done so, plus Ji Hai's means of breaking the formation just now, it must be Ji Hai's means of pressing the bottom of the box, this method is useless, obviously Ji Hai really has the possibility of killing him.

Thinking of this, Jing Mingdong's face gradually became gloomy, he never thought that the martial artists of Nanling would be so strong, originally he just wanted to play Ji Hai, but Ji Hai gave him such a surprise.

Feeling the tingling sensation from his little finger, Jing Mingdong's face became more and more difficult to look at.

At this moment, Jing Mingdong's gaze looked in the other direction, and there was a chaotic sound of footsteps.

"It seems that you are lucky, those three things will stay with you for a while, I will definitely come to pick them up in the future, I hope you don't let me down!"

Jing Mingdong said and retreated again and again.

"Wait, Ou Xiaozhu will give it back to me!" Ji Hai saw Jing Mingdong retreating again and again, and couldn't help but say loudly.

"Hehe, remember, your woman is with me, I will take care of it for you, haha!"

Jing Mingdong's figure quickly retreated, disappearing at the end of his sight in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the chaotic footsteps were gradually approaching, and it was those from the three major families, including Jiang Yinglan.

Ji Hai gritted his teeth, the electric light flashed under his feet, but he could no longer perform the thunder flash, and then he slowly fell.

"Ji Hai!"

The moment he fell, Ji Hai only felt that he had fallen into a soft embrace.