Chapter 298： Silent sword flying (2/2)

Jiang Chen got rid of her hands, her back was raised, and the pain in her chest spread.

The sword had returned to the master, and the scabbard was plain and unremarkable.

However, the scabbard is made of 100% black iron and is very heavy.

The unsheathed sword is like a sleeping dragon. Once awake, it is unthinkable.

Jiang Chen was surprised that the other party could let the heavy objects have such terrible speed.

Also, if the other party wants to kill him, it is a breeze.

Thinking of this, the smile on Jiang Chen's face converged, full of dignity.

The silent sword flew step by step, and the erect posture became clearer and clearer.

A white suit, extraordinary and unique.

The eyes were cold, and all sentient beings stunned.

Hold the sword in your left hand and draw your sword in your right.

The scabbard sound of the peerless sword is the most beautiful rhythm in the swordsman's ear.

Jianguang, like the moonlight, is bright and white, everywhere.

Ying Wu's pupils shrank, and he yelled, ”Mo Jianfei, you have to ...”

Without saying a word, silent sword flew out of the sword.

A sword approaching the extreme, no one can see clearly.

Even when he put his sword into his sheath and turned away, Ying Wushuang discovered that Jiang Chen's right hand was dripping with blood.

what!

The cry of being late came out of Jiang Chen's mouth. Only then did he find himself injured.

The entire right hand fell weak, and his tendons were cut off!

It was this hand that slapped Murong Kite.

”The weak, don't hide in the corner of no one thinking about striving for strength, and I don't know what to rely on, run rampant, don't ask myself, is it worth it?”

Mo Jianfei stopped, took out the white cloth, wiped the blood on the blade, and acted carelessly as if he had done a trivial matter.

”Moment of Sword: First Form!”

Jiang Chen's eyelids drooped, and he suddenly drew his sword.

Everything is slowed down countless times, and the falling leaves freeze in the air, only the amazing sword.

Jian Chen flickered, Jiang Chen swept away.

”Oh?”

Mo Jianfei's expression changed slightly, his posture was no longer arbitrary, and an invisible air hood covered him all around.

The dense swords were out in a second, but they were all blocked by the air hood.

”A good sword, but unfortunately I am too weak to break my hood.”

Mo Jianfei still didn't turn around and hit his back with a fist.

The heavy punch blasted on the Chixiao sword, Jiang Chen retreated, and one-handed was not enough to withstand the power of this punch, and the spirit sword came out.

”Hahahaha.”

However, Jiang Chen made a harsh laugh, even though he looked embarrassed at the moment.

”What are you laughing at?” Mo Jianfei turned and frowned.

”The battle between swords and swords ~ ~ You used the air hood, you have lost. When my realm catches up, today's shame will be washed with your blood.” Jiang Chen said.

”ignorance.”

Mo Jianfei shook his head gently and looked at Ying Wushuang, and said, ”It turns out that your eyes are so unbearable, I understand.”

Ying Wushuang rejected him at first, and now walks with Jiang Chen again.

If Jiang Chen is good enough, he may still care, but for now, only disdain.

”You feel like you can grow up to catch up with me, then, I will end your unrealistic illusions now and wake you up.”

Mo Jianfei had to draw his sword again, abolishing Jiang Chen's left arm, making him a waste.

Even if the muscles are brought back, the impact will still be great.

”It's disgusting to be hypocritical, and it's so nice to get rid of the threat. Come, if you have the ability, come!”

Jiang Chen provoked.