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Chapter 120 Miserable Sword One(1/2)

"Oh, this kid is really lucky!

This kind of injury with broken tendons is not something that ordinary people can treat.

Even if someone has the ability to do this, the price you pay is extremely expensive!

Besides, even if you attach the tendons, you can’t use force. You will be insulated from martial arts in this life!

Jian Yi, his status in the Wanjian Dynasty is not very good. The Wanjian Dynasty cannot pay a high price for the use of people!

I hope Murong Jing is willing to treat Jianyi for his sake.

With the power behind Murong Jing, this should not be difficult to do.

I hope Sword boy can do it himself!"

Deacon Yun murmured as he looked at Jian Yi walking towards Murong Jing.

Deacon Yun was a little nagging, but he was also cherishing his talents.

In charge of the outer martial arts arena, Deacon Yun also has a heart of cherishing talents and is unwilling to bury talents like Jian Yi!

However, the other disciples in the outer sect were completely shocked by the scene where Ling Yi defeated Jian Yi.

Jian Yi was defeated?

Murong Jing didn't say a word for a long time, and finally said slowly:

"You lost?"

"Yes, I'm defeated!"

Jian Yi said with a dim expression.

"boom!"

Murong Jing's eyebrows were raised, her momentum surged out, and she blasted directly at the sword.

Poor Jian Yi, after a big battle with Ling Yi, was originally seriously injured, but now he has no ability to resist at all when facing Murong Jing's aura of the ninth level of the true essence realm.

"puff!"

The sword spit out a mouthful of blood, flew backwards, and landed heavily on the ground!

Jian Yi felt that his whole body was about to fall apart. He endured the pain, got up, knelt in front of Murong Jing and said:

"I'm sorry, Miss Murong! It's my fault, please don't get angry!"

Murong Jing's face turned pale, and her originally beautiful face was now twisted and terrifying, and she said coldly:

"Waste! Waste! Get out of Murong Meng. Starting today, you don't have to follow me!"

Jian Yiru was struck by lightning, his face turned pale and his lips trembled slightly:

"No, no! Please give me a chance! I will prove myself!"

"Give you a chance? Your hand that holds the sword is now destroyed by Ling Yi!

What if I spend a huge price to heal you?

How many layers are left in your ten levels of skill? I originally thought you were a cultivable genius, but I didn’t expect you to be a waste!

Like your brother Jian Wushuang, they are all waste! Trash!"

Murong Jing was obviously really angry and kept roaring at Jianyi.

Murong Jing mentioned Jian Wushuang, Jian Yi looked a little ugly and said in a deep voice:

"Miss Murong, please don't insult my brother! He died for you! I can't kill Ling Yi, because I am incompetent, but you can't ignore my brother's loyalty to you!"

"Loyalty? I think it's stupid? Haha, I forgot to tell you, do you know who killed Jian Wushuang?"

"who!"

Jian Yi's face looked even more ugly. He remembered what Ling Yi said to him. Could it be that Jian Wushuang was really not Ling Yi killed?

"It turned out that day was Nangong Luohan in Ling Yi's room!

Later, Nangong Luohan came to me and warned me not to murder Ling Yi again!

Haha, if Ling Yi really had the ability to kill Wushuang in the sword, how could I send you, a scammer at the seventh level of the True Yuan Realm, to challenge Ling Yi! Stupid!"

Murong Jing laughed loudly, her voice no longer as charming as before, but full of viciousness.

Jian Yi was stunned. It turned out that Jian Wushuang was not killed by Ling Yi!

Then Jian turned around and looked at Nangong Luohan.

Nangong Luohan sighed and said:

"It was indeed me who killed Jian Wushuang. That day, Jian Wushuang went to Ling Yi's room to assassinate Ling Yi. In fact, Ling Yi and I switched rooms!"

Jian Yi's eyes surged with anger and he glared at Murong Jing.

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

His brother, his only relative in the world, died for Murong Jing, but Murong Jing deceived him.

This feeling is like a knife constantly cutting on Jian Yi's body, making Jian Yi feel that the world is beginning to collapse!

"So you have always regarded us brothers as playthings!"

Jian Yi's expression became colder and colder, and he said in a cold voice.

This sound was extremely terrifying, like a devil coming to seek his life in the Nine Nether Hell, which was heartbreaking.

"Who gives you the courage! You dare to talk to me like this! If you return the Fengling Sword, you will not be from our Murong Mongol in the future!"

Murong Jing's face turned cold and she said coldly.

The sword was ashamed, but he didn't say a word.

These outer warriors watching the fighting arena whispered when they saw Jian Yi's appearance.

Although Jian Yi is not of high martial arts realm, he has outstanding talent and is well-known among the outer sects.

On weekdays, under Murong Jing's instructions, I did a lot of dirty things.

Seeing Jian Yi’s current situation, how could these outer warriors give him a good look?

"I'm talking to you! Can't you hear it? Shen Ruofeng!"

What is Murong Jing's identity? How could she allow Jianyi to treat her like this?

Shen Ruofeng took a step forward. Although he had not recovered from the last time he was injured by Ling Yi, he was 80% healed.

"I'm also crippled with the other hand of this waste!"

Murong Jing shouted angrily in a cold voice.

Shen Ruofeng smiled grimly, and he had long disliked this Jianyi because of the strong strength of Jianyi.

Now that Jian broke the tendon of his right hand, how could he be Shen Ruofeng's opponent?

Shen Ruofeng's true energy surged, his body flashed, and he hit Jian Yi's abdomen with a palm.

The sword was as if he was ashamed, but he did not dodge or avoid it.

Shen Ruofeng slapped the sixth level of the martial arts realm of Shen Ruofeng with his palm, and blood surged out of his sword!

She looked like a dead dog and fell to the ground!

Jianyi fell to the ground, and there were so many warriors coming and going, but no one reached out to help.

On the one hand, Jianyi itself has no popularity, and on the other hand, no warrior dares to offend Murong Jing, the great Buddha.

"Break your left hand again! Let you become a completely useless person!"

Shen Ruofeng's eyes were filled with malicious intentions, and his right palm was raised high, and he planned to slap Jianyi with his left hand.

A powerful and lewd aura burst out!

If this palm is slapped, Jian Yi’s left hand will be considered useless!

"boom!"

A black and white ruler appeared.

Shen Ruofeng slapped Shennong ruler with a palm!

It turned out that Ling Yi couldn't stand it, and with a flash of steps, he used the "Eight Steps of Broken Sky". His figure flashed and used the Shennong ruler to block Shen Ruofeng's attack!

Shen Ruofeng also watched the battle just now and knew that Ling Yi was definitely injured.

At the moment, Ling Yi was in the limelight at this moment. If Shen Ruofeng could defeat Ling Yi while Ling Yi was seriously injured, how might it be?

Doesn’t that mean, Shen Ruofeng is much more powerful than Ling Yi and Jian Yi?

At that moment, Shen Ruofeng's eyes turned cold and all three true veins in his body were opened!

He used his palms with all his strength, and the waves of true energy were rolling, and he slapped Ling Yi's head.

The sixth level of the True Yuan Realm is fully utilized, and this blow made others frightened!

"Get out!"
To be continued...
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