C110 kung fu antagonism

The moment the Zirconium swam in the crowd, Xia Buleng started to regret that he did not listen to the four great elders' advice and come here. Seeing his brothers in the hall being devoured by the huge dragons, his trembling legs gradually retreated. His heart only had these four words, "Run as fast as possible"!

Chang Jing who was holding onto her chest with his hands at ease had been focusing on him from the beginning, how could she let him go now?

The driving magic had dispersed the "Zirconium", and he summoned a "mirage" in front of Xia Buleng, blocking his way.

"You left so many brothers behind?" Chang Jing pointed at the dying survivors on the ground and said coldly, "If I remember correctly, these people should be your subordinates, right?"

Seeing that a person had appeared in front of him, Xia Buleng was shocked, and when he saw the person's face, he was even more shocked! He was an absolute eyewitness and observer for Chang Jing's previous performance, how could he not be afraid?

He stopped dead in his tracks and said nothing.

Chang Jing thought that Yue Yang was scared silly by her, and couldn't help but look down on him. But who would have thought that just as he was distracted, Xia Buleng's left leg had already kicked over.

What a cunning person!

It was also fortunate that Chang Jing's "mirage" was powerful, otherwise he really might have died under his schemes. , who was behind Xia Buleng, stuck his butt into Xia Buleng fiercely and Xia Buleng sprawled on the ground like a dog eating shit. This kick of Chang Jing's was mostly a prank, she didn't use any Dou Qi at all — — Even if he wanted to use Dou Qi, with his current strength, he wouldn't be able to use much!

The moment he was kicked down by Chang Jing, Xia Buleng thought that he was dead for sure. His sneak attack must have angered the enemy, and the enemy was such an expert who could make dozens of people disappear in an instant. How could he not die after a furious kick? Therefore, when he got up from the ground in a sorry state, he understood one thing — the brat standing in front of him was not an expert, at least not in terms of martial arts.

"Hey, why aren't you running anymore?" Chang Jing tilted her head and laughed.

"Since I can't run, I won't run anymore!" Xia Buleng clenched his teeth and said loudly. He thought that such a voice would make people think that he was afraid.

"Not running anymore? Then stay with your brothers, the dead ones! " Chang Jing realised that after killing so many people in one go, she was finally able to calm down. Life seemed to have lost its value in her heart, she no longer felt guilty, let alone crying.

"Don't kill me!" Xia Buleng shouted until he was hysterical, but it was impossible to tell if it was true or not, "I don't want to die! I don't want to die under your magic … No, don't... For a dignified Rose Family to actually use a demonic technique to protect herself, if this news spread out, it will truly be laughable! "

"Demonic art?" Chang Jing suddenly wanted to try and get her hands on the battle memories of the Soulsword, so she said elegantly, "Then I will use martial arts to kill you, what do you think?"

This was exactly what Xia Buleng was hoping for!

He gave a cold laugh, and his lowered eyes shone with a cold light.

"Are you sure you don't want to use the Demonic Art?"

"A man should always keep her word! What's there to be sure about? " Chang Jing took out his sword You Ying from her waist, and said accidentally. You Ying seemed to feel the killing intent in the air, and happily let out ringing sounds that sounded like silver bells ringing in her ears.

Xia Buleng thought to himself, just wait for these words of yours, wait for this old man to slowly take care of you so that I can take revenge for my brothers!

He took out the folding fan from his sleeve, and with a crashing sound, the folding fan opened up.

"Then I won't be polite!" As he flapped his wings, he looked as graceful as a butterfly – this person had the absolute ability to become a rapist!

"Fold fan, good at breaking acupoints, resisting hidden weapons, mainly in terms of agile attacks." Chang Jing thought that there were only two ways to win against him — one was to fight faster, while the other was to speed up. If this was in the past, Chang Jing would definitely choose the former. The speed of "mirage" was not any slower than Qing Gong. But now, he actually wanted to fight with Xia Buleng in real battle. She wanted to fight with her own sword techniques and martial arts strength.

He stood there like a dried up root, allowing Xia Buleng to freely dance around him. Xia Buleng seemed to be flying easily, but only he knew the pain he was suffering. Although the opponent was standing there casually, just this casual defense had made him unable to do anything. The most annoying thing was that it was effortless for him to just stand there quietly, and with him flying at such high speeds, he would be down soon. At that time, wouldn't it be easy for the enemy to take care of him?

He began to feel nervous. Cold sweat dripped down his feet along with the dust. One drop, two drops, three drops …

Chang Jing was also not as relaxed as she thought she would be. Not only did she have to worry about whether her own memories from the Soulsword were useful, she also had to concentrate on Xia Buleng who was spinning at a very high speed beside him. His forehead was also gradually covered in sweat.

Chang Jing heaved a sigh of relief, because Xia Buleng was finally unable to resist the fear in his heart and recklessly attacked. It seemed illogical to say that, but once he launched his attack, it meant that he had chosen a "point" instead of a "face" — this made it much easier to defend!

Xia Buleng's fan danced vertically in his hand, specifically taking Chang Jing's acupoints. From the very beginning, he had been aiming for the Feng Residence, hoping to attract enemies and kill them with a single blow. Chang Jing would naturally not be like him, with a flip of his hand, a sword flew out at Xia Buleng's wrist – If it were to touch him, then his hand was finished! Xia Buleng was forced to withdraw his attack to block. At the same time, his right leg that was hiding his dagger suddenly kicked out, flying straight towards Chang Jing's groin! In the Soulsword's experience, there had never been such a despicable move before. Chang Jing was shocked! The You Ying in his hand was being wrapped up by the fan, he had no time to split himself to block! He quickly chanted the "suspension" incantation and his body floated horizontally with the ground, barely dodging the attack.

"Heh, why are you using another Demonic Technique?" Xia Buleng let out a cold laugh, but his attack did not stop just because of it. Chang Jing felt ashamed and his hands unconsciously slowed down. What Xia Buleng wanted was this kind of effect, as he smirked, he activated the warrior power in his right hand to use the fan in his left hand as a cover to launch a fatal attack towards Chang Jing — — Wind Thunder Palm! Battle qi spewed out like fire, forming a red attack wave with a diameter of half a meter. And right in the middle of the attack wave was Chang Jing's head, which was two meters away!

Chang Jing was feeling ashamed of her previous actions of "breaking the rules", when she suddenly saw such a strong attack shooting towards him. She subconsciously hesitated about whether or not she should use magic to break it. But because of this hesitation, he lost his chance to dodge Xia Buleng's attack, and by the time he regained her senses, it was already too late!

With a move of his mind, the silver light in You Ying's hand became even brighter, and he threw it towards the center of the attack! Red and silver clashed, and a dazzling light shot out, comparing the sun in the sky with the sky. Everyone saw Chang Jing's cool expression with their blank eyes.