Chapter Seventy-Three: Ten Fists Sword Martial Soul (3)

Meng was still opposite, Zi Jin saw that she didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly felt a little impatient in her heart, she snorted coldly and said provocatively: "Hey, can you do it?" Are you scared? If you're afraid, quickly kneel down and lick your shoes, this girl will spare you from death. ”

Zi Jin's provocation and ridicule were full of meaning, and instantly ignited Meng Yan's anger.

She said coldly: "Meng Yi, a level 30 strong attack weapon martial soul battle soul master, martial soul snake staff." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she took a big step forward, raised her staff high in her right hand, and slashed towards Zi Jin's head with the momentum of splitting Huashan.

The thousand-year-old phoenix-tailed cockscomb snake that was originally in the bag was taken away, which made this flower girl full of anger, and at this time, Zi Jin ridiculed again, and she couldn't bear it in an instant.

It's just a long knife, and it's going to cut off your martial soul to vent the hatred in my heart!

Meng still thought viciously in his heart.

Ordinary people will instinctively avoid it when they see a long-pole weapon slashing their head and covering their faces, but Zi Jin is different, she has practiced the ancient Yin Flow Knife Technique, and she has become accustomed to this situation.

The muscle memory of the right leg generally stepped out diagonally forward, Zi Jin did not retreat but advanced, avoiding the attack route of the snake staff, his arms were slightly raised and then waved down, and the ten-fist sword flashed with a sharp edge, slashing diagonally towards the snake staff.

The two weapon martial spirits flashed with their own light, and they were about to slash each other together.

At this moment, an emotion of extreme fear came from the snake staff, from the palm of his hand to Meng Yan's mind.

It was like a baby rushing into her mother's arms, crying and begging her mother to take him away, as if she would die if she didn't.

Meng still suddenly had a feeling of extreme danger, once the snake staff touched the long knife, he would be seriously injured.

At the moment, the best way is to stay away, or even directly admit defeat and abandon the battle, no matter how important the soul ring is, it is not worth exchanging serious injuries for it.

However, Meng was still reluctant, not to mention that the hateful little girl with two ponytails in front of him deliberately mocked herself.

She gritted her teeth, slid the bar in her left hand, and shook it back with her right hand, and the snake staff turned into eight light and shadow volleys and slashed down, covering a large area of space below that could be avoided.

These eight lights and shadows are virtual and real, each of them seems to be real, and each of them seems to be fake, and the whereabouts are unpredictable and incomprehensible.

Seeing this, Zi Jin's ring finger and little finger of both hands clenched the handle of the knife and did not move, the index finger and thumb flipped over, and the middle finger was around, and the blade of the ten-fist sword began to swing sharply from side to side.

Her hands were not fast, but due to the length of the sword, every slight movement of her would cause the blade to change direction drastically, and for a moment it was extremely flexible, taking into account all the points that the snake staff might lower.

Meng still had no choice but to slide the bar with his left hand and pull back with his right hand to pull the snake staff back.

Zi Jin gained momentum, stepped forward, and used the Yin Flow Knife Technique that he had practiced for a long time.

Yin flow knife method, later generations evolved the murder knife, new Yin flow and other deadly sword skills, which was learned by Zi Jin before crossing, the knife is fierce and fierce, once the power is unforgiving, the shot is full of killing moves.

In the battlefield, Zi Jin bullied forward to attack, her movements were simple and neat without the slightest redundancy, every time she slashed, obliquely slashed, horizontal slashed, and stabbed was aimed at Meng Yitiantu, Tanzhong, Period Gate, neck and other key points, and was aggressive for a while, but Meng who was forced to retreat again and again, without the power to parry and fight back.