I, beat the Eastern Swordsman at the beginning

Chapter 227
"Okay! Then let's see the real chapter!"

Being ridiculed by a woman, Ming Jing felt unspeakable anger in his heart, holding swords in both hands, rushed towards Wen Qingqing like a whirlwind.

The sound of wheezing and wheezing was revealed in the ears of the onlookers. They all widened their eyes, trying to capture every minute and every second of the changes in the arena, for fear of missing the exciting part.

Ming Jing was like a wild beast, furiously furious, every time he stepped on the ring, there would be a roaring sound, and those who were close could even feel the vibration of the ring.

"This person... how can he be so strong?"

"Ordinary people will never have such great strength, he may be born with supernatural power!"

"Natural? That's no wonder. I don't know how this girl will deal with it."

"Don't worry, everyone. Since this woman dares to take the stage, she has the confidence to defeat her opponent."

"..."

All of a sudden, all kinds of discussions erupted from the mouths of the onlookers. As practitioners in the mainland of China, although they were not familiar with Wen Qingqing, they definitely hoped that she would win this battle.

Before this Ming Jing came on stage, Ying Zhou wanted to win back the games he had lost before. If this continues, the final result of the century-old contract will definitely be beneficial to the other party.

On the ring, Wen Qingqing looked calm. When Ming Jing rushed over, she suddenly put two swords across her body, and then there was a piercing sound of collision.

Everyone stared and saw that Wen Qingqing was pushed back five or six steps by the huge force, and the sharp-eyed people even noticed that her arms were trembling slightly.

On the other hand, Ming Jing, this person's feet were firmly on the ground. After he knocked Wen Qingqing back with one blow, he stepped forward again, and the epee in his hand was already slashed straight down.

I saw Wen Qingqing's footsteps step by step, and his body backed away like a piece of paper, very relaxed.

thump—

The epee fell into the air, and Ming Jing couldn't take it back instantly, so he hit the ring hard.

Pieces of flying fragments shot out in all directions in an instant, and those who couldn't dodge in time, whether they were Yingzhou swordsmen or Shenzhou practitioners, were hit.

At the least, he cried out in pain, and at worst, a blood hole the size of a fist appeared on his body, and he was screaming.

Seeing this, several elders guarding the edge of the ring immediately waved their hands to set up barriers, and at the same time shouted to the onlookers: "Don't die?"

"Aren't you going to retreat quickly?"

At this time, all the onlookers came to their senses, and then backed away with fear in their eyes.

After dodging Ming Jing's attack, Wen Qingqing suddenly disappeared in place. Just as the former was looking around suspiciously, he only felt a burst of wind coming from behind him, and he backhanded the sword without even thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qingqing disappeared again, and when he realized it, he was slapped hard on the head, which immediately made him dizzy for a while.

"it is good!"

Seeing this scene, all the divine practitioners in the audience applauded.

This Yingzhou swordsman is extremely powerful. As a woman, Wen Qingqing can't take advantage of too much. Now that she has not suffered any damage, but makes the opponent stagger from side to side, these people feel very happy.

On the other hand, Yingzhou's side frowned and remained silent.

Not far away, Song Lin and the others looked at all this with extremely gloomy expressions.

They waited for these days, and they finally got Ming Jing to come. They wanted to rely on him to get rid of the anger they had suffered these days, but they were cut off by Wen Qingqing. It seemed that they couldn't do anything to her.

"Patriarch, this woman is too mysterious, she should be dealt with that night."

"Didn't you say that there is a team that has already attacked us? Although they are very strong, they were still defeated by Wen Qingqing, and they didn't even make a sound."

After seeing the corpses of several people who died that night, Songlin and the others were shocked.

They indeed sent several Yingzhou swordsmen to kill Wen Qingqing, Ye Feixian and others. After all, relying on intuition, these two people may change the outcome of the century-old agreement.

Unexpectedly, when their people arrived, they saw Wen Qingqing and others dragging the corpses of several men in black out of the camp, and immediately threw them not far away.

After checking the previous cultivation of these men in black, Song Lin and the others gasped, feeling very grateful.

If they were faster, they would be the ones who died!
"Pfft-"

Just as they were thinking wildly, Wen Qingqing suddenly walked around behind Ming Jing, and a dark red sword flew out in his hand, instantly cutting off a few hairs on the top of Ming Jing's head.

Stretching out his hand to touch it, Ming Jing only felt a burst of warmth, and his hand was also sticky.

His expression changed suddenly, he stared at Wen Qingqing for a while, and suddenly swung his epee, forming an impenetrable barrier around him.

Seeing this, Wen Qingqing didn't change any expression on his face, his hands were dancing non-stop, and the burst of sword energy immediately hit the opponent's protective barrier, and a lot of sparks shot out immediately.

"Hey, you can't break this barrier."

"As long as you exhaust your inner energy, the situation will be reversed in an instant, and you will die."

Hearing this, Wen Qingqing remained silent and only attacked according to her own ideas.

Suddenly, she felt her ankle was being held by a big rough hand, she was looking down, her body was spinning at the same time, and then she was thrown out of the ring by a huge force.

When all the onlookers in the audience were holding their breath, Wen Qingqing stayed in the air strangely, then kept spinning, and rushed to the top of Mingjing in an instant. At this moment, he was holding the sword upside down and using the hilt to strike It landed on Mingjing's head.

bang——

There was only a muffled sound, and Mingjing's eyes were blurred, his feet shook involuntarily, and he was walking staggeringly.

After suffering such a heavy blow, it was naturally impossible for him to create a protective barrier around him.

The toes tapped on the opponent's shoulders, Wen Qingqing descended like a fairy, her movements were incomparably elegant, and then she made a tactic with both hands, and five swords were floating beside her, and then she saw only a little bit of her bright scene, and the five swords swished He rushed to the other side and flew over.

ding ding ding-

The danger caused Ming Jing to react subconsciously. He slapped the swords away one by one, and his expression finally became dignified.

This woman was by no means as simple as she appeared on the surface. If she hadn't used the blade or hilt of the sword in the two attacks just now, Ming Jing would have been decapitated long ago.

But as soon as he slapped the sword, Wen Qingqing swooped down, with his feet wrapped around his shoulders, grabbed a sword at random, and slashed at his back.

puff-

Like a deflated ball, after the sound appeared, Ming Jing's face was extremely ugly, and at the same time, his body felt soft, and he couldn't use much strength with his hands.

From the beginning to the end, Wen Qingqing used his dexterous body skills to avoid attacks, but at this moment he found his destiny.

(End of this chapter)