Chapter 142 Painstaking management is not as good as seeing unevenness on the road

"Don't expect Elder Farewell to the Wind to come, he is my direct elder, and he gave me a formation diagram before leaving, and at this moment, the surroundings have been sealed, and your jade talisman message can't be transmitted at all. Feng Jiuling's smile was still hearty.

Ji Mingxue looked at the smile on Feng Jiuling's face, but felt a chill.

With more and more blood loss, Ji Mingxue's originally fierce offensive gradually weakened.

Ji Mingxue's serious fierceness became more and more intense, although she was seriously injured, she was not completely incapable of resisting. The blood-colored sword hanging on his chest is a life-saving thing given by the elders of the family, and it can definitely resolve the immediate crisis.

Just using that item means being soft and obeying the family's arrangement, Ji Mingxue is still a little unwilling.

Zhang Baijian walked through the grass and saw the long sword in Ji Mingxue's hand being knocked away by Feng Jiuling's sword.

The sharp magic sword flew over and stabbed directly in front of Zhang Baijian.

The two of them turned around at the same time and saw Zhang Baijian.

"Zhang Baijian, it's you! Great! Help me beat him!" Ji Mingxue shouted excitedly.

Zhang Baijian smiled bitterly and touched his nose: "If I say it's just a coincidence, turn around and leave now, will you think you didn't see me?"

Feng Jiuling showed a friendly smile.

"Please!"

Zhang Baijian turned around, and Ji Mingxue's eyes behind him were like torches, full of resentment and disbelief.

Scold!

Sou!

Zhang Baijian Hundred Battle Sword came out of the sheath, and at the same time, Feng Jiuling's sword gang also stabbed towards Zhang Baijian.

The two of them shot almost at the same time, both planning to sneak attack each other.

The long sword collided in mid-air, and Zhang Baijian stepped on the starlight under his feet, blocking in front of Ji Mingxue.

"It seems that neither of us believes each other's words. "Feng Jiuling was not brain-dead enough to ask Zhang Baijian why his words and deeds were inconsistent, and Zhang Baijian was not uninteresting enough to ask why Feng Jiuling attacked behind his back and did not keep his promise.

"A bastard who can sneak up on a woman, his words are hard to believe. The sword wound on Ji Mingxue's body was clear at a glance, and Zhang Baijian could easily guess that it was caused by a sneak attack from behind.

Feng Jiuling didn't care about Zhang Baijian's sarcasm at all, and instead said, "There is no difference between men and women. In the matriarchal society of the ancient times, women were stronger than men at that time, so women were not weak. Moreover, sympathizing with the weak, or favoring the weak, is in itself an extremely ridiculous theory. I thought your accusations would be a little more subtle. ”

Zhang Baijian said: "I always think. A person can have no discipline in order to succeed, but he must not have a bottom line. And the bottom line is our inherent sense of morality and right and wrong. We can practice ourselves for the sake of success, but we must not practice others for the sake of success. Unfortunately, I am such a person with a bottom line. So I'm really going to get in on this matter. ”

"I once heard an old man say that nosy wild dogs. Always die faster. Since you want to die, then I can only fulfill you. "Just like the master of a generation of 'ancient' dragons said, the end of the road is the end of the world, and the end of the words is the sword.

Zhang Baijian and Feng Jiuling's conversation had come to an end, and they had already adjusted to their best state.

And so the great war broke out as a matter of course.

Of course, they all restrained the explosion of sword qi and sword gang, so as not to attract the powerful lifeforms of this land.

Zhang Baijian's swordsmanship was even higher, but the true gang that Feng Jiuling had condensed to the limit was extremely strong, so that Zhang Baijian did not dare to clash with him head-on.

The two turned into two rays of light and shadow, constantly intertwining with each other, and the spark of time illuminated the dark and damp swampy mountain terrain for a few minutes. But it is flickering and flickering. Between the interplay of light and shadow, it is a battle of life and death, and behind the seemingly not too gorgeous battle, they are all dancing on the edge of the sword, and the slightest distraction is the death of the body.

This battle is indeed not Zhang Baidao's most difficult battle so far, but it can definitely be called exciting.

Close to hand, not with magic and majestic energy, but more of a thrilling competition.

Ji Mingxue's heart was surging as she watched from the sidelines, and she even forgot to hurry up to recover from her injuries.

Poof!

The two of them stood by mistake, and waited until they stood separately. The surrounding grass and trees were broken one by one, cracking smooth cracks.

Blood marks oozed from Zhang Baidao's body, and the blood almost completely dyed his white clothes into red.

However, Feng Jiuling's body did not even have a single wound.

Zhang Baijian lost?

Ji Mingxue's eyes froze.

Feng Jiuling's throat gradually bloomed a little blood-colored plum blossom.

Feng Jiuling covered his throat and looked at Zhang Baijian with a hideous expression. Gradually, it calmed down again.

A storage bag was taken off Feng Jiuling's waist, and Feng Jiuling threw the storage bag to Zhang Baijian.

"Inside are nine kinds of 10,000-year-old spiritual objects, which are my life money. Feng Jiuling said decisively. did not put a trace of cruel words, nor did he use the prestige of the family to suppress people. Anyone who would do such a thing is a fool. A genius like Feng Jiuling would never be a fool.

Zhang Baijian caught the storage bag. He probed it with a slight aura.

In addition to the ninety-thousand-year-old spirit objects in this storage bag, there are also tens of thousands of high-grade spirit shells. This shows the richness of this Feng Jiuling's net worth, as well as the importance that the Feng clan attaches to him.

Zhang Baijian understood what he meant.

"I'll take the things, and you can go. You are always welcome to take revenge. "Zhang Baijian is not a man who is afraid of challenges and dangers, because every step he takes must be stained with blood.

Feng Jiu Ling snorted coldly, pounced out of the grass like a big bird, and then disappeared without a trace with a sword gang under his foot.

Ji Mingxue covered the wound on her chest and coughed twice.

"Why didn't you just leave him behind? You should know that letting him go will only make you more trouble. Kill him, and everything about him is not yours. ”

Zhang Baijian looked at Ji Mingxue with a smile: "Do you really think that I can kill him here unscrupulously?"

Ji Mingxue was silent for a while.

This wild space seems to be truly vast.

But Razor's power is even more unfathomable, and if Razor's top management does not have full control over this space, no one will believe it.

Everything that happens here will not be seen by others, and they are not sure.

If it is really observed all the time, killing the descendants of the Feng Clan in front of the top leaders of Razor is tantamount to a dead act.

Ji Mingxue secretly knocked on her head.

"Could it be that I was stabbed and my brain became stupid?"

"Okay! With the nine kinds of 10,000-year-old spiritual objects of this Wind Nine Spirit, my task is completed. It's time to deliver the task. Zhang Baijian pretended to be relaxed.

Having seen the dangers of this space, Zhang Baijian did not think that it was a wise choice for him to continue to stay here, appropriate greed can stimulate progress, but excessive greed will cause destruction.

"Stinky guy, this is for you!" Ji Mingxue raised her hand and threw the 10,000-year-old snail to Zhang Baidao.

Zhang Baijian continued, looking at the 10,000-year-old snail in his hand, his eyes lit up.

"You saved me and got me into trouble, and that's what I paid you. Ji Mingxue said.

Zhang Baijian put away the Ten Thousand Years Conch and did not refuse, he really needed this thing, since it was hypocritical to excuse himself. (To be continued.) )