Female Match Counterattack: Goddess of Special Forces

Chapter 202

　Suddenly, she stopped moving, her eyes turned towards the direction of the lake.

At this time, Mo Zhuochen fell from the sky, and with a slight wave of the ice sword in his hand, a thin layer of ice immediately formed on the surface of the lake.

He walked gently on the lake, walking towards Hua Qianning like a stroll in a courtyard.

Walking up to her, he stopped.

Quietly, the four eyes met.

Both of them seemed to see something in each other's eyes.

"Peng—"

It was the sound of swords and swords striking each other.

Crisp sound, with a hint of thickness.

One white and one red, two voices entangled together.

White thunder and lightning, light blue snowstorm, entangled together.

All of them are Golden Core Stage cultivation bases, and all of them are Sword Cultivators.

Sword intent is rampant...

After fighting for hours, the two stopped amidst the maple leaves all over the sky.

"I lost!"

Hua Qianning looked at the icy cold sword pointing horizontally at her neck, and said calmly.

The eyes are clear, without a trace of loss, but with a kind of vivid joy.

"You are fine!"

Mo Zhuochen said lightly, he also felt very happy, at least since he grew up, no one here can compete with him in swordsmanship.

This woman, only a few years old, is about to be side by side with him.

Hua Qianning smiled slightly, like a hundred flowers blooming, she looked at Mo Zhuochen quietly.

He was very handsome, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was even more earth-shatteringly beautiful.

It was a kind of beauty like a clear spring, like a rosy cloud, which people couldn't ignore, but they couldn't look directly at it either.

Hua Qianning turned her head slightly, avoiding her eyes, and looked away.

However, just looking at it like this, her face changed.

Mo Zhuochen saw a strange expression on her face, her pair of phoenix eyes, which looked like the sky in autumn water, were raised at the end of her eyes, looking like her surroundings.

Suddenly, he was no longer indifferent.

Except for the place where the two of them were standing, it was still fine, and everything around them seemed to have been shaken just now.

A piece of maple forest was uprooted, and the leaves and limbs were all over the ground.

Because of the thunder and lightning, the charred trees emitted thick smoke.

Originally, the pure lake was now dirty, with fallen leaves and severed limbs.

Moreover, there is a thick layer of ice on it.

Originally, a fairyland on earth suddenly turned into a disaster scene.

"Brother, what should we do here??"

Hua Qianning was speechless for a moment. Compared with this place, her own yard more than two years ago was just nothing!

Incomparable and incomparable! !

Both of them are monks in the golden core stage, and their swordsmanship is also pure, such a comparison...

"..."

Mo Zhuochen didn't make a sound, his eyes were light.

Although this is a master, give him a place to practice.

However, Fengqiao Night Park has always been the place with the strongest aura and the best cultivation of the Wuji Sect.

As it is now, it is obvious that it should not be destroyed.

I used to practice swords with restraint and practice, but today, when I meet an opponent, it is really too much.

"I'm going to find my uncle!?"

After Mo Zhuochen finished speaking, he jumped up and disappeared in an instant.

The person who has always been indifferent has become so anxious.

Hua Qianning couldn't help feeling uneasy.

However, what she didn't expect was that the person Mo Zhuochen was looking for was not the master, but Yan Ming.

Because, the two had been fighting for several hours, and it was dawn now.

With a little light, looking at this is even more horrible.

After a while, Mo Zhuochen came over with a displeased Yan Ming.

　
(End of this chapter)