Chapter 7 Seventy Cyan Thread

In front of Chu and Yu, he felt like a clown.

All the big words he said before were like the funny remarks of a clown, making people laugh! !

Outside the courtyard at this moment, Ni Fenghua slowly started running.

His eyes were full of anger.

"Chu Yu, Jing Ming, it turns out it's you two guys."

Although he was at a disadvantage, he was not ready to admit defeat at all.

You know there are so many guests here.

Moreover, this martial arts gathering was held by their Ni family.

And he exists as their Ni family's Dinghai Shenzhen.

If he can't wash away the shame he feels at this moment.

Then their Ni family will be completely devastated after the incident.

This is something he simply cannot accept.

And being punched away by Jing Ming would be a lifelong shame.

He must take this opportunity to exact revenge.

"Haha, it seems you haven't recognized the reality yet."

"Jing Ming, continue to teach him how to behave."

Chu Yu said calmly.

Jing Ming on the side responded and approached the front with a ferocious expression.

His hands shook slightly.

The crunching sound of bones kept coming.

The atmosphere in the entire venue suddenly became more solemn.

Many warriors around him watched the scene in front of them without blinking.

The next moment, Jing Ming's body quickly moved forward.

When the distance between the two sides was still ten meters away, Jing Ming had already raised his right fist.

The light on the bronze instantly became particularly bright under the sunlight.

At the same time, the spiritual energy in Ni Fenghua's body began to circulate crazily, and a large amount of cyan aura wrapped around his body.

His hands tightly squeezed the green aura one after another.

Looking from a distance, a large amount of cyan aura seemed to form a thick python.

As Jing Ming continued to approach, Ni Fenghua quickly waved his palms.

Then the thick python headed towards the scene ahead with overwhelming force!

The two collided, and the next one, the sound of reaching the city gate suddenly sounded.

Then under the gaze of everyone, Ni Fenghua's body began to be forced to retreat.

This guy took three steps back before finally stopping firmly on the ground.

"What's going on? Why is this guy stronger than before?"

Ni Fenghua never expected that this move would be even stronger than the one that knocked him away before.

The power that burst out between the two far exceeded the force of a thousand junctures.

"What's going on? It's not that Chu Yu only has great strength."

"Why, as his follower, this Jingming's power is even higher than Qianjun's Strength."

"It's absolutely impossible."

"Is it possible that this guy has practiced a special secret method of body refining?"

Ni Fenghua's face became very ugly.

He once competed with a real body-refining master.

But the pressure that grandmaster put on him was far less than the huge pressure that Jing Ming put on him now.

"Jing Ming, don't waste your time with this guy."

Chu Yu frowned slightly, as if he didn't want to see the situation in front of him continue to be deadlocked.

After hearing this, the look on Jing Ming's face immediately became much more serious.

Jing Ming took a deep breath and locked his eyes on Ni Fenghua in front of him.

Deep in Ni Fenghua's heart, warning signs immediately sounded.

A large amount of cyan aura, like thread after thread, began to circle crazily along his body.

Then, the rich green aura even straightened like a bow and arrow in mid-air.

Among them, the spiritual power in Ni Fenghua's body is constantly infused into it.

Constantly deepening the cyan aura, its own toughness and sharpness.

In the sight of many warriors around, this large amount of cyan aura is like a long knife.

There seemed to be a lot of sharpness in the entire field.

At this moment, the situation Jing Ming faced seemed to have completely become a real mountain of swords.

"This is Ni Fenghua's famous stunt, and it is also one of his absolute trump cards, the Blue Mountain of Swords."

"I wonder if Jingming can stop it."

"It is said that there was a real body refining master before, but in front of the blue sword mountain, he completely broke his defense."

"This is a good show to watch."

"Ni Fenghua has used his real trump card, what about Jing Ming?"

At this moment, Chu Yu was looking at the scene in front of him with a calm expression.

"This cyan silk thread seems to have some merit."

"Afterwards, we can think of ways to let Ni Baixuan embark on this path."

Chu Yu had already investigated and found out that Ni Baixuan's cultivation talent was indeed average.

But Chu Yu can quickly change her qualifications as long as she invests some elixirs.

Although it won't turn her into a genius quickly.

But it was enough for Ni Baixuan to quickly embark on the path of spiritual practice.

By that time, Ni Baixuan's psychology may become much healthier.

After all, Chu Yu had long realized that Ni Baixuan had been living in an extremely depressed state of life all year round, and her mental state had affected her character.

Otherwise, she would not always show an iceberg attitude to the outside world.

I saw Jing Ming at this moment, his hands slightly crossed, covered by bronze light.

His two hands looked like two sharp blades, also shining with sharp light.

"Let me see whether your knife is sharper or my knife is better!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Ming's body was like a bulldozer, crushing forward at an extremely fast speed.

Tear!

Jing Ming waved his palm, and then a large amount of cyan silk thread was quickly divided into two by his palm.

The two are not at the same level in terms of sharpness.

Then the sharp aura continued to spread to the surroundings, and in the courtyard, the ground was continuously cut.

Deep ravines appeared on the surface one after another.

The flower beds and statues in the courtyard were cut to pieces among the guests.

And the cyan thread that Ni Fenghua used as his trump card completely turned into a large number of small cyan fragments in an instant.

"What exactly is going on?"

"Why is this guy's body as terrifying as a weapon?"

"Does it mean that this guy wants to completely train his body into a magic weapon?"

Ni Fenghua's face was very ugly.

He never thought that after he took out the trump card, he would still be at an absolute disadvantage.

While Ni Fenghua kept dodging, Jing Ming didn't care at all.

Then, three cracks began to appear on the surface of Ni Fenghua's chest.

Every crack showed blood directly.

It's clear this guy is hurt again.

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