Fantasy: God-level sign-in system

Chapter 727 Not Enough

Although weapons are one inch long and one inch strong, for those who have reached a certain level of true energy, the shorter the weapon, the easier it is to use.Of course, this is not to say that people who use long swords or those who use long spears or plain knives have no true qi cultivation, or that their true qi cultivation is low.It's just that generally speaking, it's easier for a master of zhenqi like Hong Erniang to use short weapons.

The two fought for no less than [-] rounds, Erniang Hong betrayed an opening and jumped out of the ring, but Ning Xueluo did not give Erniang Hong a chance to breathe, and raised her long sword, stabbing Erniang Hong in the heart.

Hong Erniang said softly: "Yo, Miss Ning, your hands are really ruthless! Every move will kill me." While speaking, the movements of her hands did not stop, and she poured her true energy into the sleeve knife , with a ding sound, it landed on the long sword.Originally, Hong Erniang wanted to parry the long sword, and then leaned forward, stabbing Ning Xueluo straight in the heart.Unexpectedly, it was discovered that when the sleeve knife came into contact with the long sword, the long sword seemed to have infinite stickiness, no matter how Hong Erniang pulled the sword, she still couldn't pull it out.

Ning Xueluo smiled slightly, and raised the long sword sharply.Hong Erniang was unsteady, and the sleeve knife came out. As soon as the sleeve knife was released, the sticky force disappeared suddenly, and the sleeve knife was carried to the leaves. With a sound of "chi", the entire blade plunged into the tree!

Hong Erniang was startled, "Your cultivation..."

Ning Xueluo smiled slightly: "It's all thanks to you, if you hadn't hurt me, I wouldn't have cultivated so fast."

Something flashed through Hong Erniang's mind, cold sweat dripped from her forehead, she jumped back, opened the distance, and said angrily, "How can you say that!"

Ning Xueluo didn't chase forward either, because she knew that Hong Erniang, who had lost her weapon, was just like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and she pointed her sword at the ground.

"That time when you slapped my lower abdomen with your palm, your true energy came out vigorously, and my meridians were greatly damaged. Two meridians that were not connected to each other were twisted together. If I didn't handle it properly, I would really explode and die. Hong Er Mother! You are really cruel! However, I also want to thank you. It was because of this injury that I became more proficient in manipulating zhenqi. , let you see my skills!"

As soon as the words fell, Ning Xueluo put away the long sword, raised her right hand falsely, slightly hooked her index finger back, and the sleeve knife that was not in the tree trunk flew over with a "swish", before the sleeve knife arrived Beside her, Ning Xueluo put her two fingers together, pointed at Hong Erniang, and shouted: "Go!"

The Hidden Knife flipped in the air and stabbed straight at Hong Erniang.

When Hong Erniang saw this, her heart twitched, and she was gradually filled with fear and dread.Suddenly it was too late and forgot to dodge, just stood there straight.

Sun Wenzhi felt a little irritated. The old man in front of him didn't have a very high cultivation level of zhenqi. Compared with him, a person who purely cultivated zhenqi, he was just getting started, but even so, Sun Wenzhi couldn't hold even the slightest bit in his hands. Cheap.

The old man's pair of fleshy palms can not only easily touch the blade of the low-grade scimitar, but also bounce the scimitar back.The more he fought with the old man, the more doubtful Sun Wenzhi felt.

Seeing that Qian Bushan had chopped down two guards and was fighting with the other two, Sun Wenzhi sighed in his heart: It seems that today is really about to fight to the death!Thinking of this, he withdrew his mind and began to seriously deal with the old man in front of him.

In the fierce fight, Sun Wenzhi was able to find energy to think about other things!

Seeing Sun Wenzhi's sudden change of spirit, the old man said in his heart: No, he stomped his feet and flew back.Sun Wenzhi couldn't let him succeed, he swung the scimitar with his right hand, and with a snort, the tip of the knife slashed from the old man's thigh to the sole of his foot.

"Ahem...Old man, your half-baked cultivation is no match for me, cough...quickly kill yourself!" He rushed over holding the scimitar.

The old man's left leg was dripping with blood, and the blood stained the leg of his trousers.He didn't care about it, he didn't even frown, as if he wasn't the one who was hurt.Looking at the person rushing over, he turned up the corner of his mouth and smiled contemptuously...

Sun Wenzhi saw it, he saw the old man smiling, but the arrow was on the string and had to be fired, Sun Wenzhi suppressed the anxiety in his heart, and put all the true energy in his body into the scimitar, the crescent-like scimitar shone white under the light of the fire, let After seeing it, people feel cold in their hearts!

close!

Sun Wenzhi suddenly drew his knife and slashed at the old man's neck. He wanted to cut off the old man's head!

Seeing the scimitar getting closer, the old man didn't move, standing there as if waiting to die.

Sun Wenzhi grinned, looking at the motionless old man, he seemed to be able to foresee the situation where the blood would spurt out, and he became inexplicably excited in his heart.

"go to hell!"

Just three fingers away from the old man's neck, the scimitar was grabbed by the old man's left hand, making a sound like a sword colliding.

"Ding..." Following the sound, the ground on the right side of the old man was forcibly scraped up by the aftermath of true energy!

Sun Wenzhi moved his right hand, but found that the scimitar hadn't moved at all, so he put away the scimitar immediately, and then touched his waist with his left hand, and a paper fan appeared in his hand. Before he had time to think, he unfolded the paper fan with a stab to protect his heart veins. .

At this time, the old man's right palm just hit the paper fan.Sun Zhiwen was sent flying by the huge force and fell heavily to the ground.Enduring the pain, he stood up with a bang, his face was full of fear, and he shouted in panic: "Why? Cough cough...your cultivation base is obvious..."

"Clearly weak?" The old man took the words and looked at Sun Wenzhi contemptuously.

"Why!" Sun Wenzhi roared and rushed towards the old man.

Hearing the roar, Qian Bushan swung his knife to block a guard, and shouted: "Sun Wenzhi! Sober up!" The roar reached Sun Wenzhi's ears, as if a salute had been fired in his ears, and Sun Wenzhi immediately stood up. There, the buzzing in the head.

Qian Bushan was about to step forward to help, but unexpectedly two guards wrapped around him tightly, threatening to kill him!

Qian Bushan is not a good opponent, otherwise he would not fight four against one, but he has the intention to help, but he can't get away, so he can only be anxious at the moment.

After a brief tinnitus, Sun Wenzhi quickly calmed down, his mind was racing, thinking about all the possibilities of the old man's infuriating surge.

However, the old man didn't give him time, threw the scimitar, kicked his feet on the ground, and flew towards Sun Wenzhi like a cannonball.Sun Wenzhi restrained himself, held the paper fan in his right hand, and just by luck, he suddenly found that his true energy had already been exhausted, and the remaining trace of true energy could not resist the blow in front of him.Thinking of this, Sun Wenzhi's hands began to tremble continuously, he lowered his body, put his hands on his head, and rolled forward violently.Although the posture is not good-looking, but at least it can avoid the blow of the old man.

Sun Wenzhi stood up abruptly, and sighed: I have to resort to life-saving measures!Immediately put away the paper fan, and stepped back a few steps.

The old man faced Sun Wenzhi, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Sun Wenzhi coldly.