Absolutely arrogant: The Defying Little Concubine

Chapter 170 [Sword Fighting] (3)

This sword was as fast as lightning, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder in the sword technique, which gathered all her energy.

She is a person who protects her weaknesses. Although she did not explicitly say that the White Wolf King is her spirit beast, she has already admitted its existence in her heart. At this moment, seeing that it is being coerced by others, and its moral foundation may be broken, she immediately presses it. Can't live.

The first move is a killer move. Although Zeng Shan is crazy, his strength is extremely terrifying. She has also seen many masters, Mr. Mo Da, a martial sage, the holy beast Tianpeng bird, and the white-browed martial sage riding a white crane. Among these people, in terms of realm and cultivation, they are not as good as Zeng Shan in front of him. I am afraid that only Wu Wenhou Meng Shenji can be compared with him.

A flash of excitement flashed in Zeng Shan's eyes. Fighting is his favorite, especially for masters. Although Meng Xiaodie is young in front of him, the stabbing of a sword makes him feel a bit chilly, and he is already worthy to be his opponent.

Zeng Shan's right hand on top of the White Wolf King's head did not move, his left hand swiped in the air, and an invisible vortex was formed, blocking Meng Xiaodie's lightning-fast, Jiyu Benlei's sword in midair.

Unexpectedly, he made up his mind to use one against two, while suppressing the White Wolf King, at the same time defuse Meng Xiaodie's attack.

The White Wolf King knew that this was an opportunity, and his inner breath circulated rapidly in his body, rushing wildly like a rolling wave, his meridians were in severe pain, his bones were thundering, and vigorous energy burst out suddenly.

"Ok!"

Zeng Shan was stunned for a moment, feeling that the White Wolf King's resistance increased sharply, and the strength of his right hand was immediately sensed, which also increased accordingly, and he still firmly pressed the White Wolf King under his palm.

snort!
Meng Xiaodie snorted coldly, this Mrs. Zeng Shan was too big, actually when she was fighting against her, she was distracted to surrender to the White Wolf King, she was too defiant.

The soul-condensing wooden sword in his hand twirled and sent away, breaking the vortex in Zeng Shan's left hand, and immediately stabbing him between the eyebrows with a sword, Zeng Shan's face remained unchanged, his left hand slowly retracted, seemingly very slowly, but Meng Xiaodie's soul-condensing Before the wooden sword stabs, stop it and pull it out.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the White Wolf King suddenly straightened his body up half a foot, and was about to break free from the pressure of Zeng Shan's palm, when the door sank and he sank again.

It turned out that when Zeng Shan faced Meng Xiaodie's sword, the power of his left hand alone was not enough to suppress it, so he instantly withdrew part of the power from his right hand, pulled her out with the sword, and then sent the power back in an instant, Re-suppress the White Wolf King.

The depth of his state and the subtlety of his grasp of power have reached an astonishing level, and he can actually complete the interoperability of power within his body.

"Are the powers interoperable?"

Meng Xiaodie sneered, thinking that it would be difficult for her, that there might be someone in this world who could defeat her and kill her, but no one could despise her so much, standing still and distracted from fighting her with one hand.

With a frown raised, a spiritual force that seemed to be substantial suddenly burst out, turning into a sword of thought, which hovered in the void, and attached to the soul-condensing wooden sword silently, the two swords merged into one, She slowly pushed out a sword, this sword was not fast, and it didn't have any brilliant brilliance, only a not-so-elegant arc.

Zeng Shan laughed, Meng Xiaodie's sword was similar to his previous grab, it was his best move, so he didn't take it to heart, waved his left hand in the air, stroked the soul-condensing wooden sword, As soon as he pulled it out, the soul-condensing wooden sword was swung away.

At the same time, the power Zeng Shan drew from his right hand returned to his right hand. At this moment, Meng Xiaodie's eyes lit up, and a long sword suddenly branched out from the soul-condensing wooden sword, stabbing at Zeng Shan's eyebrows. Quality, but with the momentum to kill everything.

(End of this chapter)