Chapter 58： Sword Dance Whirlwind (1/2)
Jiang Chen has no flame arrows, no formations, and no retreat.
Ning Pingzhi was very proud and enjoyed the moment.
Had it not been for the elders in the sky to watch, he might have dragged Su Qian in front of Jiang Chen, in revenge for the humiliation Jiang Chen had brought him.
”You chase me day and night, you haven't told me why.” Jiang Chen said
”Isn't that easy? You joined Tiandaomen, and the red flags we gave had to kill you.” Ning Ping chuckled.
”Because of this? You deprived me of my veins, and you are not allowed to have a future?” Jiang Chen knew that he should not be angry at this time, but still couldn't help it.
The smile on Ning Ping's face was even brighter, and he spread his hands, and said, ”Listen to the tone of this weak person, do you still want to seek fairness and justice? Hahahaha, you and your father are really stupid. At that time, there was a clear opportunity for peace talks. I can get countless fortunes for you Nanfengling. I choose to die. Now, your father is not as good as death. You can only mourn here. ”
”Wail?”
Jiang Chen smiled angrily, holding tightly the Chixiao sword.
”What? Are you dissatisfied, and what can you do? Weak meat and strong food, you deserve bad luck.”
A silver gun appeared in Ning Ping's hand, with a silver dragon armor, like a general returning from the battlefield.
”Your head will be the first price paid by Black Dragon City.” Jiang Chen said coldly.
”Stiff mouth.”
Ning Ping poked his mouth and came forward with a gun. The dreadful power of the silver dragon armor erupted, and the man rushed away like a chariot.
Even without a silver gun, Jiang Chen could be hit hard by the impact alone.
Of course, the premise is that Jiang Chen does not have the Chixiao sword in his hand.
”The dragon is in the sky!”
Ning Ping's style of marksmanship was quite satisfactory, winning in Zhenyuan is strong, and a silver dragon armor, even if it is the same enemy, must be forced to avoid its edge.
However, Jiang Chen couldn't retreat. He stood on the cliff, which was why Ning Ping was happy.
”Changhong swordsmanship: one sword and three styles!”
Jiang Chen showed off his proud sword move, the sword light was gorgeous, but the hidden edge was severely fatal.
”In front of absolute power, it doesn't matter if your sword intention or sword point is used!”
Ning Ping did not hide at all, and was particularly strong.
Soon he paid the price he deserved.
The triangle formed by the three swords was displayed on his chest. One sword cut off the silver gun, and the other two swords struck the shoulders and chest respectively.
What scared Ning Ping was that the silver dragon armor failed to block the sword's edge.
There was faint pain in the chest, especially the shoulders, and the parts connecting the arms were destroyed, making his left hand unable to move.
He quickly looked at the Chixiao sword in Jiang Chen's hands.
The sword blade became a lot bigger under the envelop of arrogance, especially when Jiang Chen poured into Zhenyuan, the arrogance was poured into the fire like a fire, soaring into an invincible sword!
Looking at Jiang Chen's face without any expression, only one pair of eyes exudes a sharper edge than the sword.
Ning Ping flustered inexplicably, then retreated sharply.
”I'm not his opponent? This is impossible.”
Ning Ping quickly calmed down and fixed his eyes, and found that Jiang Chen's sword-shaking hand was shaking slightly, and blood was flowing from his five fingers.
”I'll just say, hit me against each other, how could it not be hurt a little.”
Ning Ping put down his heart, although the silver dragon armor was damaged, but he was not injured, but Jiang Chen was different.
Immediately, Ning Ping dropped the broken gun and pulled out the sabre hanging from his waist.
”I forgot to tell you, what I am good at is swordsmanship.” Ning Ping said.
”Even if my silver dragon armor is scrapped, I will kill you!”
”Many waves of swords!”