In the face of Jiang Ling's unruly slashing attack, Nangong Feiling, the tomato who was accustomed to all kinds of martial arts routines, was a little flustered, obviously not suitable for this unpredictable attack method. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, with sufficient experience and strong strength, Nangong Feiling still resisted Jiang Ling's attack, but he could never guess what Jiang Ling's next attack would be. Therefore, Nangong was suppressed by Jiang Ling for a while, and he didn't have time to fight back.

The current situation looks like a bit of a paradox of punching the master to death.

Of course, Nangong Feiling hasn't lost yet.

In the air, the flying boat that followed Nangong Feiling and the three of them also flew over, and now that they had entered the end of the battle, there was no point in them hiding it anymore. Furthermore, once the battle is over and after tearing off the nameplate of one side, it is time for them to intervene as soon as possible.

"It's useless! when my cooldown time is up, it's when you're dead!"

Nangong Feiling quickly resisted Jiang Ling's messy blade with a folding fan, and smiled as he spoke, obviously, he trusted the power of his mysteries more than his martial arts skills.

Jiang Ling obviously knew this, which was why he launched an attack so frantically and recklessly, just to deal with his opponent before Nangong Feiling launched the mystery again.

"You have just advanced to the One Yuan Realm, although your spiritual power and physique have increased greatly, you haven't had time to comprehend the mystery, right?"

Nangong Feiling sneered and retreated.

Jiang Ling was a little out of breath due to the continuous attacks, and he didn't catch up immediately.

It is true that he has not comprehended the mysteries, generally speaking, the gifted person will only begin to comprehend the new meaning after the promotion, which is different from the mystery of the apocalypse, it is not innate, and the gifted person needs to comprehend and create according to his own spiritual attributes and needs. Some people only need a moment to comprehend the mystery, just like Gu Xiaomeng at the beginning, while others take a long time.

Jiang Ling had just been promoted, and he was going to save Dika and attack Nangong, so he naturally had no time to comprehend the mystery.

In this regard, Jiang Ling is still at a disadvantage compared to Nangong Feiling.

And the only way to smooth out the gap is to comprehend the mystery as soon as possible, and imprint the law of the mystery on the spirit element that he has just condensed. Figuratively speaking, the mystery is equivalent to a formation seal engraved on the spirit element, as long as it is not within the cooldown time, it can be sent out instantly as soon as the spiritual power is activated. And the process of comprehending and creating the mysteries is equivalent to generating a formation seal on the spirit element.

But is there too much time?

What kind of meaning do I need?

What kind of meaning can my innate attributes support me to generate?

Jiang Ling was a little confused.

After successfully distracting Jiang Ling's attention, Nangong Feiling Zhan began a counterattack.

Although in terms of martial arts, Nangong Feiling is not very good at it, but Jiang Ling has never studied and touched martial arts swordsmanship, so even if Nangong Feiling's moves are mediocre, he still beat Jiang Ling back again and again, and his body was hit one after another.

"Jiang Ling, think about your strengths!

At this time, Dika's weak voice came.

Jiang Ling's eyes lit up, and he decisively gave up hard fighting, but used the law of power that Dika had taught him, fused the knowledge obtained from "The Spiritual Attributes of Space", and began the fighting strategy. After advancing to the One Yuan Realm, Jiang Ling's spiritual power was stronger, and his impact on the space was more obvious, and his speed was doubled compared to usual. At this time, he began to flee from place to place, sometimes dodging, sometimes raiding, but Nangong Feiling, who was counterattacking, was lost for a while. If he hadn't advanced to the One Yuan Realm, Jiang Ling's previous strength and speed, as well as his spiritual power reserves, would not have been able to last a minute in front of Nangong at all, and this was the benefit of the rank.

Jiang Ling didn't know how to defend, and the injuries on his body were gradually increasing, but he also took the opportunity to slash Nangong Feiling's left leg, the wound was not deep, but it was enough to make Nangong Feiling painful, and it also made his already slow speed even worse.

The difference with the fan is too obvious, the fan is good, but in terms of attack power, the knife is of course more practical, if Nangong was not holding a fan but a knife, Jiang Ling would have bled to death.

"Xiao Zero, take out your obscene posture of playing basketball!"

Even Gu Xiaomeng in the distance couldn't help but give advice to Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling thought to himself, it's right, if you fight, either you die or I live, why be too gentleman? So, Jiang Ling's thoughts jumped even more.

Suddenly, Jiang Ling rushed towards Nangong Feiling, kicked a stone under his feet, and flew towards the other party.

Nangong Feiling was caught off guard by being hit in the face by a stone, and as soon as he lost his mind, he was suddenly rushed in front of Jiang Ling, and Jiang Ling raised his knife and slashed. Nangong Feiling subconsciously set up a folding fan to infuse spiritual power and block Jiang Ling's Tang Dao. Jiang Ling smiled evilly, he was holding the knife in one hand, and at this time, in order not to be injured, Nangong was holding the folding fan with both hands to resist.

Syllable!

Jiang Ling waved out his left hand and slapped Nangong Feiling with a loud slap.

"Look for death!" Nangong was furious, flicked Jiang Ling's Tang knife, and was about to fight back.

But seeing Jiang Ling raise his left hand again, it seemed that he was about to slap him again, Nangong subconsciously stretched out his hand to protect his face.

Bang.

There was a muffled sound.

Nangong took a few steps backwards while covering his crotch, his facial features were distorted and deformed in pain, and his eyes were bloodshot.

It turned out that Jiang Ling pretended to slap his face, but secretly stretched out his foot and kicked his crotch.

Jiang Ling made persistent efforts and caught up with him and flew up.

Nangong opened the folding fan to mobilize spiritual power to protect his crotch, but he didn't prevent Jiang Ling from suddenly retracting his feet, and he slapped Nangong in the face. Nangong touched his face with his left hand, but saw Jiang Lingtang's knife sneaking into his waist, and hurriedly held a fan in his right hand to block.

Then, without any suspense, Jiang Ling stomped on Nangong's defenseless crotch again.

Nangong knelt on the ground in pain, only to feel that the balls had been kicked and broken, and it hurt heartbreakingly.

Sure enough, the battle between the talents, like the basketball game, the comparison of strength data can only be used as a reference, and what really determines the victory or defeat is often to see whose rhythm the battle is carried out. If you fight according to Nangong Feiling's "noble knight" style, Nangong will win and not lose, even if he is not good at martial arts, he is far stronger than the inexperienced Jiang Ling, and dragging Jiang Ling to death. And once he fell into Jiang Ling's rogue tactics, Nangong, who had never enjoyed this kind of rogue tricks, his IQ was obviously insufficient, and his experience would not play any role, plus Jiang Ling would definitely lose every time he sneaked up on his most vulnerable vital point.

Now, Nangong No. 1 Mysteries have been cooled down, as long as he is given three seconds, he will be able to complete the lore against Jiang Ling. Releasing the mysteries requires gathering spiritual power and urging the mysteries on the spirit element to be sealed, although the mysteries are strictly instantaneous, but the key parts hurt as if they were broken, Nangong obviously had lost his spiritual power, and if there was not enough time to adjust, he would not be able to send out the mysteries at all.

Jiang Ling obviously wouldn't give him three seconds.

Bang.

Knee hit, the most vulnerable place in the middle of Nangong, the place that is more vulnerable than the ball, the nose.

The most sensitive part of the human pain nerve is the tip of the nose.

said that Jiang Ling made another crotch kicking action, and Nangong naturally chose to protect his brother, and then, Jiang Ling bent his legs, rushed out of a step, and put his knee on the tip of Nangong's nose.

Although this knee collision is not standard, but I have seen Decca use it many times, and Jiang Ling has learned some fur. And this is enough for Nangong to drink a pot.

"Whew!"

Nangong covered his nose and fell to the ground, nosebleeds gushing out from his fingers.

That's a good move!

Jiang Ling watched Nangong fall backwards on his back, covering his face with both hands, the folding fan used to hold the fork was also lost, and the crotch department opened it again.

How could such a great opportunity be missed?

"Whew......"

Nangong's body had just fallen to forty-five degrees, and suddenly he leaned forward again, letting out a howl like killing a pig.

While Nangong leaned forward, Jiang Ling also handed out the Tang knife in his hand.

Time seems to stand still.

Nangong's body was trembling, and his neck was just against the tip of the Tang Dao, and a drop of blood slipped from the side of his neck.

"Isn't it cool? Fighting has always relied on brains, not strength, idiot!"

Jiang Ling said with a smile, Jiang Ling has no sympathy for this kind of scum, and he will not know the Holy Mother to the point of not knowing the children of this family who don't treat them as human beings.

Nangong's nose, neck, and balls were all in terrible pain, and the spiritual power of his whole body was even more disordered, and he couldn't fight back at all. What's more, once he moved, Jiang Ling's Tang knife could stab him in the throat.

Nangong Feiling lost!

If the gaze can kill, Jiang Ling has now been slashed by Nangong Feiling's thousands of knives.

Nangong's gaze staring at Jiang Ling was extremely cold, and he was also extremely angry.

"Hold your head in your hands!" Jiang Ling ordered.

Nangong did not move.

Jiang Ling didn't hesitate at all, and with a turn of the blade, he cut a cut on Nangong's neck, and blood gushed like a spring.

He was not soft at all at this time, just kidding, when this guy asked for Ferdicka Lingyuan just now, how arrogant and brutal was he?

To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself.

If Jiang Ling didn't have such a heart before, then in order to avenge Dika and Gu Xiaomeng, he can now be hard-hearted. In order to save Wei Wei, who was unconscious on the hospital bed, he was even more able to spare everything, even his soul could be sold to the spirit of the bone dragon, how could Jiang Ling mind becoming a cruel thug?

"Don't mess around! I'll do it, do it!" Nangong's face turned pale suddenly, he didn't expect this native cabbage to really dare to die, so he could only hold his head with both hands and didn't dare to move, but he still reminded, "Don't forget, this is the Shushan Trials! And I, the ...... of the Nangong family of the Four Great Families of China Whew......"

Before Nangong's habitual pretense was completed, he was kicked in the crotch again, trembling in pain, but he was pointed at his throat by the tip of a knife again, and he didn't dare to move.

"Isn't it amazing?"

Jiang Ling once again raised his sinful foot and aimed at Nangong's crotch.

Nangong trembled with fright: "No, no...... It's not a big deal! You've won! You've won! Don't kick it......."

Bang.

Jiang Ling kicked again: "If you say you don't kick me, I won't kick, so wouldn't I have no face?"

Nangong's body has been twisted into a twisted shape, but he must still ensure that his neck does not move, so as not to be scratched by the Tang knife, and his body is also full of flexibility, fully seeing that his body coordination is very good.

Jiang Ling raised his foot again.

Nangong was so frightened that tears flowed out, the hatred in his eyes disappeared, and he was full of begging for mercy.

"Do you say I kick or not?"

Jiang Ling asked.

Nangong wanted to shake his head, but he was afraid that Jiang Ling would say that if you let me not kick me, wouldn't it be very shameless?

"Whew......"

Nangong's cry is comparable to that of the heroine in an island country action movie, poignant and pathetic.

Obviously, Jiang Ling shrugged helplessly: "I am a good boy who follows the advice, you let me kick it, if I don't kick it again, wouldn't it be very bad for you to lose face?"

Nangong was so painful that he almost fainted, but he was held to his neck with a knife, and he had no choice but to accept the fact that he was humiliated.

Jiang Ling got tired of playing, remembered what was going on, and shouted, "Throw the nameplate to the ground." ”

Nangong hesitated slightly, and when he saw Jiang Ling raise his foot again, he had no choice but to take the nameplate off his collar in a trembling manner, and put it on the ground tremblingly.

Bite.

At this moment, several people's tablets and nameplates rang at the same time, and a new message came from the academy.

Jiang Ling frowned, and he had a bad premonition.