Genius Poisonous Concubine: Fourth Miss Against Heaven

Chapter 258
The sudden change in front of them stunned everyone. One second was still lingering, but the next second it became Lingbo Weibu?

Yu Wenheng's face was very ugly from the beginning to the end.Especially after seeing Jian Yunling leaning against Yu Wenzheng's arms, showing such a shy and vivid expression, the dark light in his pupils was even more unpredictable.

Yu Wencheng was also taken aback by Jian Yunling's way of appearing on stage for a moment, and then he felt that what she was doing was just a trick, and raised his eyebrows with disdainful disdain.

Jian Yunling let out a light smile leisurely, her voice sounded like a breeze blowing over a jade tree in a Qionglou.The long sword in the palm is radiant, like a pool of autumn water, carrying the glow like blood in the dusk, setting off her slender figure, soft waist, and her alluring appearance makes everything pale.

It's just that there was a mocking disappointment on her face.

At the very beginning, I made a big taboo—underestimating the enemy, Yu Wensheng, what a pity you are for that peerless sword technique.

Yu Wencheng couldn't understand the deep meaning in her expression, but somehow felt angry rising.Holding the handle of the knife horizontally, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, he entangled Jian Yunling tightly, and said, "How about it, Aunt Huang, are you ready?"

"If the son is ready, then I will be ready." Jian Yunling replied lightly.

Yu Wencheng sneered cruelly and said, "Then let's start!" Before he finished speaking, a silver light flashed in mid-air, and a shadow of a knife had already passed by like lightning, because the movement and strength were so fast and powerful that he Even the music crackles and sonic booms beside the blade

Everyone in the audience gasped and broke into a cold sweat for Jian Yunling.

Jian Yunling didn't move, she saw the approaching distance of the light and shadow, and drew her sword at the right time to offset it.

There was a clanging sound, and sparks burst out from the collision of the two pieces of metal on the stage, so sharp that people couldn't look directly at it.But in the flames, just as Yu Wencheng was about to draw his knife to strike again, Jian Yunling suddenly moved slightly and swept towards his lower body.

With four or two strokes of strength like a thousand catties, he hooked Yu Wensheng's ankle. He couldn't stand stably, and he barely stood still with the support of the long knife.

He was startled from the bottom of his heart, secretly screaming that it was not good.Jian Yunling discovered the flaws in his saber technique in such a short time.

Although his set of saber techniques are as fierce and swift as a gust of wind, there is a fatal weakness, that is, he must protect his lower body. Once the stability of his lower body is broken, his saber momentum will definitely be weakened as a result.

Jian Yunling did not adopt a head-to-head approach, but used the femininity of a woman to dissolve the solid force of his lower body. So far, Yu Wencheng has understood that he is likely to lose today.

However, the long-term hard work, how willing to turn into droplets at this moment.A hint of sinister flashed across Yu Wensheng's dark eyes.

Jian Yunling's sword flower has already danced in front of her eyes, her figure is as messy as a butterfly wearing a flower, spinning a colorful stream of light in the vast sky.

Yu Wencheng held the knife in his right hand, looking like he was going to block it, but in reality he flipped his left palm, and three silver needles as thin as hairs flew out. Jian Yunling's offensive continued unabated, but when the silver needles were about to pierce her skin, he burst into a smile, Turning over on his back, the blade of the sword stabbed the three silver needles with the momentum, causing them to turn around and fly straight into Yu Wencheng's shoulder.

"what--"

A scream resounded through the high platform, Yu Wencheng clutched the place where the silver needle passed through, knelt on the ground in agony, bead-sized beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

Jian Yunling landed on the ground, looked down at Yu Wencheng's ferocious face, and sneered again and again.

Want to play dirty with her?Sorry, sister, I am the originator of dirty tricks.

(End of this chapter)