readx;? Facing a demon powerhouse three times higher than her own realm, Jingjing was not panicked at all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The experience of surviving alone in the barbarian world as a child has created her ability not to panic when she encounters great danger.

"The other party's realm is three times higher than me, if you fight hard, it will definitely be me who suffers, since this is the case, let's compare whose martial arts are more subtle!"

The martial arts performed by the demon powerhouses were the same as their appearance, very rough and wide-open.

The power contained in every punch and every palm has the power to break through the mountains and seas.

In the face of such an opponent, Jingjing naturally could not resist hard.

What she is best at is swordsmanship!

"Wind and Cloud Twelve!"

The silver light flickered, and the wind and clouds changed.

The martial arts displayed by Jingjing are the twelve styles that Wang Hao learned from Yan San and taught to Jingjing.

Strictly speaking, the 12 styles of Fengyun are not martial arts, but the basic skills of swordsmanship, whether it is slashing, slashing, stabbing, or the other nine sword skills, they will be cultivated to the limit.

In the years since she left Wang Hao, Jingjing has not been lazy every day, and she has to practice the Fengyun Twelve Style for at least six hours every day, rain or shine.

It can be said that Jingjing's mastery of the Twelve Styles of Fengyun is even above Wang Hao.

Jingjing's first move was the swinging word trick in the Twelve Styles of Fengyun, she slapped the elbow of the demon powerhouse with the sword body, not much force, but it was easy to crack the opponent's attack.

"What?"

The demon powerhouse was taken aback, he didn't expect that Jingjing would block his first blow so easily.

However, as a battle-hardened warrior of the demon race, he immediately made a countermeasure.

He turned, let his barbed tail grow, and flung it towards Jingjing's neck.

Jingjing drew her sword again, and the blade stabbed straight into the tail of the demon warrior.

"Smack!"

The blade collided with the tail, and Jingjing received a strong impact, and her body exploded.

But the face of the demon powerhouse showed a look of pain.

Demon warriors are brave and good at fighting, even if their arms are cut off by the enemy, they will never frown, and the pain in their bodies can be endured even if they are tortured by no one.

However, the feeling of being like a soul being shocked by thunder just now made him a little unbearable.

The source of the pain came from his tail.

He flicked his tail in front of him, only to see that the part that had just collided with the silver sword, the magic armor was pierced a small opening, and his flesh and blood touched the body of the sword.

The pain is unbearable after just being stabbed, and what will be the consequences if the entire sword body is pierced?

The strong man of the demon clan finally understood that the first king would give a death order to kill Jingjing.

"You must die!"

Jingjing replied calmly: "If you have the ability, then do it, can it be that the warriors of the demon clan can only talk big?"

The demon powerhouse was not ashamed, he knew that Jingjing was trying to provoke himself and disturb his mind.

He knew that he could no longer rely on the hard demon armor, and with his bare hands, the slender evil sword could easily pierce through the demon armor.

So, he summoned his own mysterious weapon.

A glaive knife burning with black demonic flames.

The weapon is one inch long and one inch strong, the glaive knife of the demon powerhouse has a length of three meters, and the short sword of Jingjing is not even comparable to the length of the opponent's blade.

One inch is short and one inch is dangerous, and then Jingjing wants to stab the demon powerhouse again, and she will have to pay several times the danger before.

Jingjing, who has been training alone for several years, naturally understands this truth, but she still kills the other party without hesitation.

The reason is simple, she has the self-confidence to kill the other party!

"Fengyun Twelve Style, Cutting Words!"

A sword fell, and the sword soared into the sky.

Since you can't get close to each other, then use the easiest way, Sword Mang!

The sword slashed out by Jingjing also has the ability to break the evil sword.

However, the demon powerhouse seemed to have expected Jingjing to do this, and he injected a large amount of magic power into the glaive sword, slashing the sword with a single sword.

"Your realm is three levels lower than mine, if you want to hurt me with your sword, don't even think about it!"

The demon powerhouse cut off six sword rays one after another, and then killed in front of Jingjing.

"It's over!"

The glaive sword fell, and Jingjing successively performed the Twelve Styles of Wind and Cloud, but the power of the demon clan was infinite, and her short sword was a little unable to resist.

The killing intent of the demon powerhouse is getting stronger and stronger, and the power of the glaive knife wielded is also getting stronger and stronger.

Jingjing's right hand holding the sword was already numb from the shock.

She secretly said in her heart: "With only the basic sword skills of the Fengyun Twelve Style, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat such a powerful enemy." ”

When Jingjing left Wang Hao to practice alone, Wang Hao only taught her the Twelve Styles of Fengyun and did not teach her other martial arts.

Wang Hao once told Jingjing to come back to him after learning all the twelve styles of Fengyun.

But in the past few years, Jingjing has been exploring the secret realm of the underground palace, which has been delayed.

"Looks like I'm going to give that half-finished martial art a try!"

While thinking about it, the martial arts displayed by Jingjing have changed.

The 12 styles of Fengyun pay attention to the simplification of all swordsmanship skills, and Jingjing's new martial arts, although there are shadows of the 12 styles of Fengyun, have become more agile and chic.

Her swordsmanship is more like a drunken swordsman dancing under the moon, which has a unique taste of leisure.

This set of swordsmanship is called a drunken escape!

Jingjing slashed out three swords one after another, standing at three different points of the Glaive Knife, and the demon powerhouse was beaten by his own strength.

Break the power with ingenuity!

The mastery of the twelve styles of Fengyun is like fire, so that Jingjing's grasp of the sword is wonderful.

"Loose Storm Slash!"

Jingjing's figure bypassed the demon powerhouse in a chic manner, and the sharp silver light made the pupils of the demon powerhouse constrict.

"Poof!"

The shoulder of the demon powerhouse was cut out of a wound by the Evil Breaking Sword.

Although the wound was not deep, it was like boiling hot water, exuding heat.

This is the purifying power of the Evil Destroying Sword!

"Ahh

An uncontrollable roar came out of the demon powerhouse's throat, and the muscles of his whole body tensed in pain.

He thought that the pain was only temporary, but he was shocked to find that the wound on his arm was constantly corroding.

The demon powerhouse endured the pain and swung the glaive knife and cut off his arm with one sword!

The physical fitness of the demon clan is several times stronger than that of the demon clan, as long as the head does not fall off and the heart is not broken, it can grow again.

However, the demon powerhouse was shocked to find that the wound on the broken arm, under the urging of the magic power, did not react!

The severed arm has been completely purified!

Jingjing said calmly: "If it is a human martial artist, you may be able to win against me if you are three times higher than me, but as a demon, you can't do it." ”

The demon powerhouse rebuked angrily: "Speak wildly! No one can underestimate my demon clan!"

Jingjing didn't say anything more, she waved the evil sword in her hand, and she was drunk!

After a stick of incense, Jingjing pulled out the Evil Breaking Sword inserted into the opponent's chest in the shocked eyes of the demon powerhouse.

A sword to break the evil, this demon powerhouse who was ordered to come to kill Jingjing was killed by Jingjing.

It's a pity that Jingjing didn't get any useful information from the other party.

"What does the Key of Destiny mean?"

When Jingjing returned to the Dragon Inn, there was only one foundation left in the Dragon Inn, and the human warriors suffered casualties.

However, under the leadership of the shopkeeper, the human warriors worked together to keep the two demon celestial martial powerhouses.

"Sister Jingjing, you're back!"

Jingjing glanced at the shopkeeper, who was scarred, but the look in his eyes was a little excited.

"These three demon powerhouses are coming at me, and they have affected you. ”

The shopkeeper, who had a deep wound on his body, bared his teeth and tried to squeeze out a smile, "Eldest sister, your business is our business. ”

Jingjing smiled, "I appreciate your kindness, I have some healing elixir, and the injured brothers will share one point." ”

She glanced at the dead martial artists again, and took out a lot of Yuan Crystals from the Yuan Ring.

"No one is allowed to take the money for the relatives of the dead brothers. ”

The shopkeeper took it with his own hands and said seriously: "I'll deliver it myself." ”

Jingjing nodded, "I'm going to leave, so I won't help my brothers rebuild the inn together." ”

The shopkeeper was not surprised, but his expression was a little gloomy.

The shopkeeper was very reluctant, "Sister, why did you suddenly decide to leave?"

Jingjing explained: "These three demon warriors, risking being discovered and killed, went deep into the hinterland of the continent to assassinate me, there must be an important reason, they did not succeed, they will definitely send more powerful people to come."

I can still deal with the powerhouses of the Lingwu realm, what if the Shenwu Emperor comes?

If I continue to stay here, not only will my own life be at risk, but I will also be a burden to you. ”

The shopkeeper asked, "Sister Jingjing, where are you going, the Sacred Domain?"

The Sacred Domain is as strong as a cloud, and if the demons want to sneak in, I'm afraid it will be difficult for only the supreme powerhouse to do so.

"I'm going to the Ice Realm. ”

Hearing Jingjing's answer, the people around her were stunned.

"Sister Jingjing, the Ice and Snow Domain is a battlefield for the coalition forces and the demons, and it is even more dangerous there than if you stayed in the inn, why did you choose to go there?"

Jingjing explained: "Since the demons are afraid of me and want me to die, then I should make them even more frightened and terrifying!"

As for safety, you don't have to worry, the Ice and Snow Domain is Master's hometown, and he must be there.

With Master here, no one can hurt me. ”

......

Jingjing left, heading towards the Ice and Snow Domain.

As she passed by the Sacred Domain, she suddenly felt a violent fluctuation coming from the depths of the Sacred Domain.

"Strange, in the Sacred Domain, how could there be such a strong fluctuation, could it be that there is a peerless powerhouse fighting?"

A blast of wind blew through the air, and suddenly, a sound of surprise with a strong sense of surprise reached her ears.

"Huh?"

Before the words fell, a tall figure appeared in front of Jingjing out of thin air.

To Jingjing's surprise, the other party approached her so quickly, but did not drive even a trace of breeze.

It's as if the other party has become one with this world.

Jingjing looked carefully, the man in front of her, with a jade pot tied around his waist, long hair in a green robe, and a scruffy beard, was indescribably sloppy, but he was also indescribably chic.