Empress, don't make trouble, I'm really a gentleman

"Nonsense! Are you insane?"

Feeling more uneasy in his heart, Nangong Qing subconsciously stepped back half a step.

The spiritual sense in her mind twitched like an electric shock, making her brows twitch.

Ji Wuchen smiled brightly, with a hint of playfulness in his eyes.

"It seems that you hate me very much. I really don't know what your expression will be when you kneel in front of me later."

Nangong Qing was slightly taken aback.

Ji Wuchen's behavior was too abnormal, which made her hesitate for a moment.

But soon, this fear and hesitation were replaced by anger.

"you wanna die!"

Said in a cold voice, Nangong Qing squeezed his hands, and his immortal power surged.

The long sword with cold light flew up with a "buzz", trembling in the air, and hovering beside him.

Ji Wuchen watched everything with great interest.

"Flying sword? Yes, very good, I've always been curious about this kind of thing."

Nangong Qing sneered.

"Ordinary people, short-sighted!"

Feeling ruthless in his heart, he changed his hand, and Feijian burst out of the air in an instant.

The flying sword was unstoppable, cut through the air, and let out a sharp scream.

It was so fast that it almost turned into a streamer, and it came to Ji Wuchen in an instant.

The destructive power of the flying sword is huge, and the attack range is far beyond that of the warrior. It is a shocking means to take the enemy's head from thousands of miles away. Facing a warrior of the same level, this attack method is invincible and often makes the opponent burnt out.

However, to Nangongqing's surprise, Ji Wuchen was not as frightened as he imagined.

He showed a relaxed smile, and slapped out with an ordinary palm.

This palm movement was slow, and there was no abnormal phenomenon, with a certain mysterious aura.

Flying sword with fleshy palm?He wants to accept this move?
Nangong Qing sneered.

"It's really arrogant and ignorant."

How sharp the flying sword is, even people with a higher level than her dare not fight it with their bodies.

With a move in her heart, she was determined to let Ji Wuchen suffer a big loss.

The light on the flying sword rose sharply, and the cold aura pervaded the air. In a short time, the sword body condensed with bone-piercing ice.

At this moment, the power of this sword is more than doubled!
Jian Guang transformed into the image of an ice-blue divine bird in the air, and the power of frost had caused ice balls to continuously fall from the air.

"Die!"

A morbid pleasure appeared on Nangongqing's face, as if he had seen the bloody scene where Ji Wuchen was pierced by a flying sword.

however.

"boom!"

Ji Wuchen smiled.

Break all the tricks!
The pair of fleshy palms collided with the flying sword, making an unreasonably loud noise.

The light on the flying sword suddenly went out, the vision shattered, and the original aura like a rainbow also disappeared, like a piece of broken copper and rotten iron, it was slapped and flew away by Ji Wuchen.

"Buzz!"

Feijian wailed, and the spirituality on the sword was somewhat obliterated.

Nangong Qing sneered and froze.

Ji Wuchen looked at his palm, then at the flying sword that was about to wobble and float up with difficulty, showing a satisfied smile.

As expected of a martial art produced by the system, the effect is really abnormal.

"you!"

Nangongqing's face showed a bit of surprise and uncertainty.

"What kind of sorcery are you!"

Ji Wuchen smiled.

"Why, the one who is stronger than you is witchcraft? My slave, you have to learn to be polite."

Nangong Qing's face suddenly darkened.

"Slave? Ji Wuchen! How dare you speak to me like that! Just this sentence is enough to kill you thousands of times!"

She recalled Feijian, no longer intending to procrastinate, but to use thunderous means to end this playful battle directly.

"die!"

With a roar, the robes were windless and automatic, and azure divine light bloomed in the eyes.

Feijian trembled slightly, his voice was clear.

The sharp momentum was like a knife, cutting through the air and hitting Ji Wuchen.

The flying sword suddenly flickered, and the phantom of the ice crystal bird appeared behind it. The bird raised its head to the sky and screamed, and the terrifying cold air permeated the air, freezing everything around it.

The temperature in the forest dropped sharply, the leaves and grass were covered with frost, and the surrounding environment instantly turned into a silver-white winter.

Ji Wuchen also moved.

He was very fast, beyond Nangongqing's imagination, and he came in front of him in one leap.

Raised his right hand high, it was still a slap that looked ordinary.

There was obviously no fluctuation of true energy, but for some reason, Nangong Qing always had a feeling of being frightened.

"court death!"

Without showing timidity on her face, she let out an angry shout, and the flying sword pierced like lightning.

The vast and bright blue light filled the field of vision, exuding a fairy-like atmosphere, the temperature dropped sharply, and the frightening cold was enough to freeze people into ice sculptures in an instant.

This is one of Nangongqing's most proud spells. Coupled with this flying sword with a long history, once it is used, even in the Tianxuanmen, everyone in the same realm as her will feel scalp numb
Such power is too terrifying, far beyond the reach of ordinary seventh-rank grandmasters.

Feijian had come two meters in front of him to deal with it, and the situation was extremely critical.

However, Ji Wuchen just smiled slightly.

The raised right hand fell heavily.

Nangong Qing saw it clearly this time, the moment Feijian touched the fleshy palms, countless lines were intertwined on those ordinary fleshy palms, these lines were obscure and mysterious, no one could recognize what they were.

It's these textures that work wonders.

The virtual image of the ice crystal divine bird met a natural enemy, and it began to dissolve before it touched Ji Wuchen.

All the wondrous fairy arts were ineffective, the azure light disappeared, and the brilliance became ordinary. Before this flying sword touched Ji Wuchen's palm, all extraordinary attributes dissolved.

"boom!"

There was another loud bang, and the flying sword flew backwards and plunged deeply into the soil.

"This is impossible!"

Nangongqing was terrified, and an urge to turn around and run rose in his heart.What kind of sorcery is this?Why, why did her exquisite fairy art lose its power once she met Ji Wuchen?

"Does this feel impossible? There are still many impossible things."

Ji Wuchen looked at his palm with satisfaction.

The Breaking Ten Thousand Technique is indeed very powerful, and dealing with a cultivator whose realm cannot crush him is simply a blow to reduce dimensionality.

He is deliberately trying to break the strength of Wanfa, otherwise, there is really nothing to fight in this battle that has long been doomed.

Nangongqing stretched out his hand, and the flying sword was automatically pulled out of the soil and fell into her hand.

"No matter what, you must die today!"

Sensing the talisman paper hidden in the storage bag, she strengthened her inner thoughts.

With a sharp toe tap to the ground, Nangong Qing suddenly rushed over.

Since the technique is not good, then use melee combat to kill you!

"Die!"

There was light in her eyes, and her aura was extremely fierce.

Ji Wuchen laughed.

"Cultivators and warriors fight hand-to-hand... Nangongqing, you are really here."

While speaking, Yijian saw that Long Zaitian had already used it, and the scaled golden dragon writhed, completely blocking Nangongqing's long sword attack.

The latter's heart trembled, his expression was dignified, but he did not panic.

Cultivators and martial artists naturally do not have an advantage in melee combat, but Nangong Qing is not a fool, she will not be ignorant of this.

Dare to get close to Ji Wuchen, she naturally has her own plan.