Xia Wei can be sure that as long as she directly uses the three tricks that Ding Ningxin teaches her, she can easily defeat Chen Ling in front of her.
But my battle, can you be full of fake hands?
In her view, this kind of cross-border battle, as long as someone can do it before, then she can also try, and there may be a lot of such moments in the future.
What's more, the other side let her take a trick, but in her hand there is the sword brought back by the sword of Lushan.
So she wants to use her own way to win this sword.
A crack in the sound of "嗤".
At the same time that Chen Ling figured back a few dozen degrees, Xia Wei had already made a sharp move, and her second sword had already appeared.
There was a white sword in the air, and countless tiny silky swords, falling into the body of Chen Ling without any holes.
This sword is the "heart of cold" of Su Xinjian.
This sword style is not a special secret sword. Many people present will use it, but everyone present feels that Xia Wei’s sword is more perfect than what they can.
All the people who are present at the heart of the sword feel that this sword is the innermost expression of Xia Wei.
I am a genius who is enough to rank in the top ten of Changling. I am willing to live in Suxinzhai, just because this is the teacher's door, but the person in charge of the teacher is enough to make people feel chilling.
"puff"
Chen Ling’s body lit a crimson sword light.
This Jianguang is very good-looking, but it is also extremely dangerous. Only at the moment when the sound is heard, accompanied by a strong life-threatening atmosphere, the white sword is stirred out.
But almost at the same time, Chen Ling also issued a sigh of anger.
Her body splashed a few blood out.
There are still a few silk swords that have not been swayed by her sword and landed on her.
Although she was blocked by her vitality, these swords could not penetrate deeply. She only stabbed shallow wounds on her body. However, she was the teacher of Xia Wei after all, not to mention Xia Wei’s cultivation was separated from her by a big world!
An extremely humiliating feeling, the anger and the real element in her body are completely burned.
All the consciousness in her mind is to fight back.
However, at this moment, there were dozens of mirror lights in the air in front of her, just like suddenly there were dozens of mirrors standing in front of her at the same time, reflecting dozens of Xia Wei figures.
"enough!"
Chen Ling Li Xiaosheng, a flat sword.
At this time, the use of Xia Wei is still the sword style of Su Xin Jian Zhai. This sword, called "Spirit of Hearts," is used in the battle of weak warfare to make the opponent unable to grasp his true position.
However, with weaker strength, is she just a little stronger than Xia Wei?
In the face of such a sword, she only needs to use the simplest sword style, relying on her own strength beyond the other side.
The real element in her body rushed out of the blade, and the sword from her sword became more and more huge, turning into a rainbow of dozens of feet, sweeping away and shredding all the mirrors. .
This kind of sword is no longer a casualty. At this time, she wants to be angry. If this sword directly smashes Xia, it will be too much.
However, Jianhong passed by, but did not see any blood.
To her a little shocked, she saw that Xia Wei had already returned to the distance with a faint wind, and she had stood still.
Seeing Xia Wei’s stance even gives people the illusion that the two swords that had been attacked before did not seem to have anything to do with Xia Wei. It seems that Xia Wei is a completely unrelated bystander.
At this moment, Chen Ling felt cold on her back.
Because she secretly felt that Xia Wei’s eyes fell behind him.
At this time, Xia Wei had no sword in his hand.
In her subconscious mind, Xia Wei retired, but the snow-white dagger in her hand, I am afraid it has turned into a flying sword, lurking behind her.
Her perception is naturally sweeping behind her.
However, the rear is empty.
She hurriedly raised her head.
This moment, the real sword is from the top of her head.
It was a cracking sound.
In the palm of her hand, the sword-tip of the crimson sword was shot with a substantial sword, and the brilliance of the jewel-like brilliance, accurately grasping the sword path of the sword that fell in the air.
At the moment she looked up, the sight she saw was the snow-white flying sword that the crimson swordsman hit a sharp fall in the air.
However, in addition to the fierce sound of her swordsman itself, there is no collision.
The snow-white flying sword, like a dream bubble, was cut by her sword and disappeared.
Chen Ling's abdomen is slightly cool.
In the moment of the electric Flint, she gave a screaming scream, and the whole body bounced up at an alarming speed. The speed of horror even brought two dragon-like airflows under her feet.
Her body almost slammed into the cypresses in the sky.
A snow-white dagger plunged back to Xia Wei's side in the place where she was originally.
On the tip of the snow-white dagger sword, there was a blush.
Chen Ling’s belly was a little bit bloody.
As long as this sword goes deeper into an inch, it can directly break the air of Chen Ling.
Chen Ling's body is full of a terrible feeling of fear, and the sweat on her back is like a stream of blood, and my heart is incredible.
This is the "fascinating sword" of Suxinjianzhai. It is just a mimetic eye-blocking method. It is also not a powerful secret sword. The only thing that is terrible is that the snow-white flying sword is so hidden that she can not perceive it. .
The other terrible thing is that Xia Wei seems to be just moving in the absence of any action, which makes her perception biased, thinking that Feijian is behind her. It’s just the difference in time that makes her shine completely in the future.
"I really can't think of it, letting you do some chores here, let you develop these means, but I still want to see if you have anything to beat me."
Chen Ling fell.
Her voice mixed with countless emotions rang in the air.
Her facial features are somewhat distorted, but the energy released from the body is pure to the extreme.
She clasped her sword, and surrounded the sword with the sword that was continuously released from the outside.
These pure swords formed a crimson light curtain on her body.
She fell to Xia Wei like this.
This is the life sword, the attack and defense are all in one, abandoning all the tricks of the sword.
Looking at the falling Chen Ling, all the people felt very helpless.
Because in the battles of similar practitioners, even those who are not particularly large, no one will ever use such a means.
Such a means will consume a lot of real yuan and life-threatening power in a short period of time, and the weaker party will only try to escape or delay the time, even if it is injured, it can also find a chance to fight back.
However, the real yuan repair between Xia Wei and Chen Ling is too different, that is, they want to keep it, they can't escape and keep it.
But no one thinks this is unfair or shameless.
Because this is itself a matter of cross-border warfare.
Because there is such a thing, before the appearance of Wang Jingmeng, all the practitioners’ books also felt that there was no possibility of winning across the border.
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