deadly mantra

Chapter 107 A Thrilling Scene

Bao Simu's mood gradually stabilized from being anxious at the beginning.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she couldn't help it.

As for why she couldn't help it, she couldn't explain why.

She only knew that when Ji Fanyin walked past her with a smile, her heart felt like a needle pricking her heart, and it felt like there was a stone blocking it there. It felt like...like she was being ignored. .

Bao Simu took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in his heart, concentrated his energy, and almost completely restored the young swordsman's swordsmanship with each strike.

Feng Xiaoyao also had a good memory. Using his sword as a sword, the two of them had a perfect understanding of each move.

Concubine Luo Zizi watched intently and couldn't help but admire:
"The two of them are so smart. Every move is exactly the same as the one in the ring."

Hearing the sound, a strange light flashed in Ji Fanyin's eyes.

Exactly the same?
how is this possible.

The fallen leaves on the same tree are all different. How could they be exactly the same?

What Bao Simu is holding is a sign from heaven.

Without Tianzhao's blessing, she would never have been able to win against the young swordsman disguised as Leng Yanwen.

Bao Simu thought that Feng Xiaoyao could defeat her disguised swordsman by imitating her moves, but he forgot.

[-]. When she was in the ring, fighting, she was using a celestial sign in her hand.

[-]. What she is using now is Tian Zhao.

[-]. There is no sign of heaven in Feng Xiaoyao’s hand.

The more focused Bao Simu is on using Leng Yanwen's moves, the more brutal Feng Xiaoyao will be.

Because the enemies he faced were not only Leng Yanwen's tricks, but also Tianzhao's powerful sword energy.

Bao Simu was generous and selfless and didn't mind teaching Feng Xiaoyao, but she missed one thing about her family's sword skills.

Although it is said that there are three thousand avenues, different paths lead to the same destination.

However, Feng Xiaoyao has average qualifications and average swordsmanship. His foundation is already poor and unstable. If a person who is used to using swords asks him to use a sword, he will definitely have difficulty adapting. What's more, it's still a sword. When a sword wielder, if he is not careful, his inner breath will become disordered and he will start to make mistakes.

It didn't matter if he made a mistake. What mattered was that Tian Zhao's knife went down and he didn't catch it. The skin and flesh were torn apart, but it was all minor.

This is also the reason why she stopped them from competing just now.

Unfortunately, it was ignored.

Ji Fanyin walked to Shui Qingchen, looked at the two people who were fighting, bumped Shui Qingchen's arm with her elbow, and whispered:

"Hey, don't tell me, you didn't see it."

Shui Qingchen's calm eyes wavered slightly:
"See what?"

Ji Fanyin squinted her eyes and stared at his face:
"Knowingly asking."

Shui Qingchen shook his head dumbfounded:

"Since you know, why ask me?"

"Then what don't you do?"

"for example?"

Ji Fanyin pursed her lips:
"For example, a hero saves a beauty or something like that."

Shui Qingchen's deep eyes paused on her face for a few seconds, then slowly moved away:

"Thanks to Miss Bao's demonstration, I discovered something very interesting."

"What?" Ji Fanyin looked up.

Water clear dust:
"Simple moves, not simple people."

He didn't say the person's name, but Ji Fanyin nodded clearly:
"He is indeed not a simple person. In my memory, he has to do everything to perfection. I think that in order to imitate him, he must have sealed his own inner strength before coming over. But even so, he He did not lose to Tianzhao. Because his usual weapon is a sword."

"Do you know him very well?" Shui Qingchen looked sideways at her.

A faint smile appeared on Ji Fanyin's lips, and she snorted somewhat self-deprecatingly:
"He...has been wearing a mask since he met me. Sometimes, I don't even know if I really know him."

After a pause, not wanting to mention Leng Yanwen again, she changed the subject, looked at the people fighting, and asked with a playful smile:
"That's almost it. Hey, Shui Qingchen, who are you going to rob? I'll rob Feng Benben. I'll give you the chance for a hero to save a beauty."

"You are very concerned about Brother Feng today." Ji Fanyin blurted out without thinking:

"I'm worried that their blood will stain this place."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Feng Xiaoyao's expression change, and the sword in his hand flew out. Bao Simu was also stunned, but the sword could not be stopped.

Seeing the opportunity, Ji Fanyin rushed towards Feng Xiaoyao, preparing to rob someone.

Suddenly, a gust of wind passed by her, grabbing Feng Xiaoyao's arm first and throwing it back.

It is water that clears dust.

He shook the wind in his palm and faced the falling omen.

Bao Simu was shocked and turned pale. In panic, he hurriedly stopped his attack regardless of the backlash of the sword energy.

Ji Fanyin sighed and had no choice but to save the beauty.

She dodged behind Bao Simu, gathered her energy, and struck Bao Simu in the back with her palm.

In an instant, Bao Simu felt a strong internal force pass from her back to her arm, pressing against her knife.

The knife that could not be stopped intensified Ji Fanyin's internal strength and slashed towards Shui Qingchen with the force of breaking bamboo.

Bao Simu's heartbeat stopped at this moment. His eyes widened in fear, and he wanted to shout to be careful, but his voice was stuck in his throat.

"Brother Qingchen!" Feng Xiaoyao's expression changed drastically and he stepped forward quickly.

Almost at the same moment, two powerful internal forces collided fiercely in the air, causing several people to tremble at their feet.

Shui Qingchen and Ji Fanyin's eyes met and they flew back at the same time.

A dangerous crisis just... passed?

Concubine Luo stood aside and saw clearly, only then did she understand how thrilling it was just now.

Feng Xiaoyao had no ability to avoid that knife. If it fell on him, at least he would be bedridden for a month, or at worst, his tendons would be damaged. His right hand would probably never be able to lift the sword for the rest of his life.

That's a sign from heaven.

Shui Qingchen took his place and took the blow.But Bao Simu will definitely be injured.

At this moment, Ji Fanyin appeared and took Shui Qingchen's palm with equal strength.

Concubine Luo Zi's eyes showed excitement.

The two of them had to trust each other to be able to have such a tacit understanding, using the heavenly sign as a medium to offset the danger with their palms, neutralizing the danger to zero.

"哐——" The heavenly sign slipped from Bao Simu's trembling fingertips.

Her legs were weak and she knelt on the ground, her whole body trembling.

Terrible, so terrible...

She almost, almost... hurt Shui Qingchen.

Feng Xiaoyao was also shocked.

He showed it completely according to the techniques and sword styles taught by Bao Simu.

However, every time the knife and sword collided, there was a tearing pain in his wrist.

The sword in Bao Simu's hand was like an iron mountain. He could hardly hold the sword steady due to the collision. What surprised him even more was that he felt a sword energy that wrapped around his sword domineeringly and arrogantly. , making it impossible for him to escape.

He became anxious, and the more anxious he became, the more disordered his inner breath became.

He wanted to shout stop, but a mouthful of blood rushed into his throat. After a moment's hesitation, he slashed with the knife.

Feng Xiaoyao immediately backed away, his back almost touching the ground as he stepped back.

So, it evolved into the scene just now.

Feng Xiaoyao's breath was still messy, breathing heavily and heavily.

The right arm hanging by his side could not stop trembling.

The pain in his wrist reminded him that his right hand was almost here.

(End of this chapter)