(Why is it that there are always people who watch pirated copies lately, they come to the book review area to make a lot of nonsense, you have a first V number, but you don't even have a fan value, to be honest, I was very depressed after seeing it.) After reading the pirated version, you think what I wrote is not to your liking, and you have to run to scold me a few words to be happy? This is where God's superiority comes from. )

Ling Jing and Zhao Jingxu defended and attacked, going back and forth like this, and in a moment, they had already fought forty or fifty moves in a row.

Zhao Jing's attack was extremely fast, sword after sword, one move after another, there was almost no gap in the middle, and the moves were like surging rivers, endlessly. This "Zheng Liangyi Sword Technique" is a change from the four elephant gossip, a total of 8864 changes, in the current world, it is already an extremely complex and exquisite sword technique.

Even the Lin family's "evil sword spectrum" is only seventy-two swordsmanship, so it can be seen that this "Zheng Liangyi Sword Technique" can be regarded as a very mature and exquisite swordsmanship.

But after Zhao Jingxu made dozens of moves, his forehead was already slightly sweaty, and his expression was unprecedentedly flustered.

He has been studying art in the Kunlun School for many years, and since the completion of swordsmanship, he has experienced many vicious battles, but he has never encountered such a treacherous and difficult opponent, it seems that every step of his move will be seen through by the other party in advance, no matter what kind of moves he uses, he will be cut off by the other party halfway.

"This kid, this kid" Zhao Jingxu panicked in his heart, and after another sword was stabbed, his hand trembled slightly, and the tip of the sword deviated to the left by a few points.

"Huh!" Ling Jing saw that such a big flaw was exposed in the opponent's sword move, so he naturally wouldn't let it go easily, and immediately slashed his sword obliquely, blocking the opponent's blade, and then rushed forward a little under his feet, the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" clinged to Zhao Jingxu's blade, and slashed at the five fingers of the opponent's sword.

"Oops!" Zhao Jingqian knew that he was distracted by the right time, so such a big flaw was revealed in the swordsmanship, and now that the other party seized the opportunity, this sword is not easy to dodge.

Ling Jing's sword firmly grasped the flaw in Zhao Jingxu's swordsmanship, and the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" swept forward, sticking to Zhao Jingxu's long sword body, and made a "poof" sound, and in an instant, I saw sparks splashing between the two, and a silver light slashed towards the five fingers of Zhao Jingxu's right hand.

Zhao Jingxu knew that this sword could not be hidden, and he was ruthless in his heart, so he let go of his palm, abandoned the long sword, and retreated with a sweep.

He has fought with this kid for so many moves, and he already knows that this kid seems to be weak and sluggish now, and he has received so many swords from himself before, and most of them are staying in place, dismantling with himself in an extremely incredible way.

Now that he has retreated, this kid naturally can't catch up.

Ling Jing saw Zhao Jingxu withdraw his sword and fly away, and sighed slightly in his heart, this old boy's swordsmanship is not weak, and his internal strength is even deeper.

Although he had the heart to pursue, if he could take advantage of the situation and make a few more moves, he would definitely be able to embarrass Zhao Jingxu, but at this time, he was weak and struggling, so he could only watch Zhao Jingxu retreat a few feet.

He was a little helpless in his heart, but he laughed out loud on his face, and said sarcastically: "Old guy, didn't you say that you wanted to kill me, and now that you don't even have a sword, how can you kill me?" ”

Zhao Jingxu fell in the distance, and his hands were empty. His long sword was falling at Ling Jing's feet, and at this time, I saw Ling Jing raise his kick and kick the long sword into the bushes beside the road, and after a "pop", I don't know where the long sword was kicked.

Zhao Jingxu saw that the other party was so presumptuous, his face was even more pale, and he said coldly: "Boy, don't be too rampant" Every time he said a word, there was a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

The corners of Ling Jing's mouth curled slightly, a trace of ridicule appeared on his face, and he said in his heart, now that life and death are fighting, what else are you talking about rampant, is it possible that if I persuade you with good words, you will turn around and go back to your Kunlun Mountain?

He is not a fledgling stupid boy, nor is he as stupid and filial as Ling Hu Chong, he has no respect for these so-called famous and decent masters, if he was not injured now, he would have gone up and beheaded this old boy with a sword.

Zhao Jingxu took the other party's face into his eyes, and he was even more indignant in his heart, his status was respected, and he was one of the best figures in the Kunlun faction, when would anyone dare to put such a face on him.

He was furious in his heart, but now he no longer had a blade in his hand, and if he fought again, he was afraid that he would be even more restrained. At that moment, his mind turned, his eyes shrank slightly, and he suddenly stepped forward, stepping on the footwork of "Zheng Liangyi Swordsmanship", his body kept changing, and he quickly approached it.

Ling Jing looked at Zhao Jingxu's figure, his eyes narrowed slightly, he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in this old boy's gourd, now that this old boy's sword had been knocked down by himself, could it be that this person still wanted to compete with himself?

He frowned, feeling that something was wrong, the Kunlun faction was good at swordsmanship, but it didn't have much reputation in fist and foot kung fu, so what did this old boy want to do now?

His eyes were locked on Zhao Jingxu's figure, and he didn't dare to relax for a moment.

Soon, Zhao Jingxu had already flashed to the lower right of Ling Jing, and there was still a distance of about two zhang from Ling Jing, and at this moment, I saw that with a wave of his right hand sleeve, a silver long nail was sandwiched between the fingers of each of his five fingers, the surface of this long nail was smooth, very slender, the tip was cold and clear, but faintly flashed with a faint green light.

"Woohoo!"

Zhao Jingxu was on the side of his body, his big sleeve was waved, and five cold lights suddenly flew out of his hand, two of which were in front and shot towards Ling Jing's right shoulder, and then the two were in the middle, but they were shot at Ling Jing's chest, and this last one came the slowest and shot straight to the left of Ling Jing's lower abdomen.

"This old boy originally had the idea." As soon as Ling Jing saw these several secret weapons attacking, his eyes flashed, and he had already seen Zhao Jingxu's secret weapon technique.

This secret weapon is called the funeral door nail, it is the unique secret weapon of the Kunlun faction, the green light on the secret weapon flashes, it is obviously coated with poison, if there is nothing wrong with his memory, the poison on this secret weapon is the poison of the Qingdala flower, see the blood to seal the throat.

Since he knew the domineering of this secret weapon and poison, he naturally didn't dare to underestimate it in the slightest, and immediately turned his wrist slightly, and the sword spine of the "Emperor Dragon Ancient Sword" suddenly turned forward, ready to block this secret weapon at any time.

Now his speed is not as good as before, and if he wants to dodge, it is naturally too late, so for the sake of today, he can only shoot down these five hidden weapons one by one.

The five funeral nails shot out one after another, each of which bit the vital point on Ling Jing's body, and there was a slight "snort" sound in the air, but the speed of the funeral door nail was too fast, and it made a sound when it rubbed against the air.

Zhao Jingxu's face was gloomy, and after the secret weapon was shot, he sneered, but at this moment, he heard a few "sonorous" sounds suddenly in the air, and then saw Zhao Jingxu's face stiffened, and the five hidden weapons were temporarily stranded in mid-air. Apparently someone else also hit the nail of the dead door he shot with a hidden weapon.

"Huh?" Ling Jing couldn't help but pause slightly when he saw someone help him out of the siege. This Zhao Jingxu's secret weapon technique is not weak, but also has strong internal strength, as soon as this secret weapon is shot, the speed is already so fast that it is difficult to catch with the naked eye, but I don't want anyone to be able to hit one by one with a hidden weapon in this situation.

Obviously, the secret weapon technique of the person who came is definitely above Zhao Jingxu.

"Could it be her?" Ling Jing's brows furrowed slightly, and then he stretched out again, with a faint smile on his face.

However, the person who shot did not stop after hitting the five mourning nails. In the dim light, I saw that there were several small faint rays of light shooting out from the oblique down, and after a few "sonorous" sounds, I saw that the five mourning door nails that were stuck in the air turned around, and then shot back in the direction of Zhao Jingxu.

"Ha, it looks like it's really her." As soon as Ling Jing saw this person's amazing secret weapon technique, he immediately felt certain in his heart, and his face also showed a relaxed expression.

But Zhao Jingxu was on the other side, but his face was shocked, and the smile at the moment before immediately stiffened on his face, he didn't expect his secret weapon to go very quickly, but it was also very fast when it came, so that he didn't know how to dodge.

At the moment when he was slightly stunned, the five mourning nails had already shot in front of him.

Zhao Jing's heart was in a mess, and he hurriedly dodged sideways in embarrassment, changed a few steps under his feet, retreated while dodging, his body was crooked, and his posture was ridiculous.

Ling Jing saw that this person was self-inflicted, forced by his own secret weapon, and suddenly felt ridiculous in his heart, but suddenly he heard a "oops", it was Zhao Jingxu who couldn't dodge for a while, and was cut on his left arm by his own secret weapon.

"Haha." Ling Jing immediately burst out laughing and said, "Old fellow, how does your secret weapon taste, I see that you are enjoying it very much." ”

Zhao Jingxu was hit by a nail in himself, and his expression was immediately confused, and at this time, he didn't have time to scold Ling Jing, so he hurriedly took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, uncorked it, and poured it into his mouth while holding the porcelain bottle, as if he was afraid that the contents of the porcelain bottle would disappear in the next moment.

Ling Jing knew that the contents of the porcelain vase must be the antidote to the poison of the Qingdala flower, and although he wanted to go up and smash the porcelain vase at this time, it was as if it was filled with lead under his feet, and he couldn't take a step.

He sighed slightly, but when Zhao Jingxu raised his head and swallowed the antidote, a cold light shot straight at Zhao Jingxu's throat like a meteor.

"Hum (um) micro (despicable) ruffian (despicable)!" Zhao Jingxu is not a straw bag after all, and his skill of listening to the wind is not weak, and when he found that this secret weapon was coming, he had to bite the porcelain bottle with his mouth, free his hands, and then his big sleeves struggled forward, and a majestic energy erupted and rolled the secret weapon away.

But from beginning to end, the person who made the secret weapon did not show up, and Zhao Jing knew that he was only afraid that he would not be able to please him, and it would be useless to stay longer. And he was actually hit by the secret weapon of his own door, but he put a big oolong, he was embarrassed, and he didn't even have time to say a cruel word, and finally he just hated to look at the hateful thief with a smile on his face, and then turned around and disappeared into the bushes. (To be continued.) )