C758 Drunk and Unfettered
C758 Drunk and Unfettered
The experience of surviving alone in the world of the Barbarian Clan when she was young had given her the ability to not panic no matter how great the danger she encountered.
"The opponent's cultivation realm is higher than mine at the third grade. If I were to fight him head on, I would definitely be the one to suffer. Since that's the case, let's have a competition to see whose martial skill is more exquisite!"
The martial skill unleashed by the experts of the Devil Clan was the same as their outer appearance. It was very rough and bold.
Each punch and palm contained the power to split open mountains and split open seas.
When faced with such an opponent, it was naturally impossible for Jingjing to withstand it head on.
What she was best at was sword arts!
"Wind Cloud Twelve Styles!"
Silver light flashed, and the wind and clouds changed.
The martial skill that Jingjing used was the Wind Cloud Twelve Styles that Wang Hao had learned from Yaen San and taught to Jingjing.
Strictly speaking, the Wind Cloud Twelve Styles was not a martial skill, but a basic skill to use sword skills. No matter if it was hacking, chopping, stabbing, or the other nine sword skills, they would all be cultivated to the limit.
During the years that she had left Wang Hao, Jingjing had never slacked off. Every day, she would cultivate the Wind Cloud Twelve Styles for at least six hours, and it would be like rain and rain.
It could be said that Jingjing's mastery of the Wind Cloud Twelve Styles was even higher than Wang Hao's.
The first move of Jingjing's attack was the Swing Symbol Art of the Wind Cloud Twelve Styles. She struck the elbow of the expert from the Devil Clan with her sword. Although she did not use much force, she was able to easily counter the opponent's attack.
"What?"
The Devil Clan expert was shocked. He didn't expect that Jingjing would be able to block his first attack so easily.
However, as a warrior who had experienced hundreds of battles in the Devil Clan, he immediately made a countermeasure.
He turned around and swung his barbed tail at Jingjing's neck.
Jingjing struck out her sword once again. The tip of her sword was aimed straight at the tail of the Devil Clan warrior.
"Pa!"
The blade of the sword collided with the tail, and Jingjing received a powerful impact, causing her body to retreat explosively.
As for the expert from the Devil Clan, a pained expression appeared on his face.
The warriors of the Devil Clan were brave and good at fighting. Even if their arms were cut off by the enemy, they would never frown. The pain in their bodies could be endured no matter how miserable and torturous it was.
However, the feeling of his soul being struck by lightning just now was unbearable to him.
The source of the pain came from his tail.
He swung his tail in front of him and saw a small hole in the demonic armor where the silver sword had touched. His flesh and blood touched the sword.
Just being stabbed once was already unbearable. What would happen if the entire sword stabbed into it?
The experts of Devil Clan finally understood the order of the late king to kill Jingjing.
"You must die!"
Jingjing calmly replied, "If you have the ability, then attack. Don't tell me that the warriors of Devil Clan only know how to talk big?"
The experts of Devil Clan were not angry or ashamed. They knew that Jingjing was trying to provoke him and disturb his mind.
He understood that he could not continue to rely on the tough devil armor. With his bare hands, that slender Evil Shattering Sword could easily penetrate the devil armor.
Thus, he summoned his Profound Artifact.
It was a crescent moon blade that was burning with black devil flames.
Weapons had to be one inch long and one inch strong. The crescent moon blade of a Devil Clan expert was three meters long. Jingjing's short sword was not even as long as the opponent's blade.
One inch short and one inch dangerous. If Jingjing wanted to stab another Devil Clan expert, she would have to face several times more danger than before.
Jingjing, who had been training alone for several years, naturally understood this principle. However, she still charged towards the opponent without hesitation.
The reason was very simple. She was confident that she could kill the other party!
"Wind Cloud Twelve Styles, Chopping Symbol Art!"
As the sword fell, the sword radiance soared to the sky.
Since he couldn't get close to his opponent, he would use the simplest method, the sword light!
The sword beam that Jingjing slashed out also possessed the power of the Evil-Slaying Sword.
However, the experts of the Devil Clan seemed to have already predicted that Jingjing would do so. He injected a large amount of magic power into the crescent moon blade and shattered the sword beam with a single slash.
"Your realm is three grades lower than mine. If you want to rely on the sword beam to injure me, don't even think about it!"
The expert from the Devil Clan cut off six sword beams in succession, and then rushed in front of Jingjing.
"It's over!"
As the crescent moon blade descended, Jingjing unleashed the Wind Cloud Twelve Styles in succession. However, the strength of the Devil Clan was boundless, and her short sword was somewhat unable to withstand it.
The killing intent of the experts from the Devil Clan became stronger and stronger, and the strength of the crescent moon blade they wielded also became stronger and stronger.
Jingjing's right hand, which was holding the sword, was about to go numb from the shock.
She thought to herself, "With just the basic sword technique of the Wind Cloud Twelve Styles, I'm afraid I won't be able to defeat such a powerful enemy."
When Jingjing left Wang Hao to train alone, Wang Hao only taught her the Wind Cloud Twelve Styles and did not teach her any other martial skills.
Wang Hao had once instructed Jingjing to come back and find him after learning all of the Wind Cloud Twelve Styles.
But these few years, Jingjing had been exploring the underground palace mystic realm and was delayed.
"Looks like I have to try out that semi-finished martial skill!"
While thinking, the martial skill that Jingjing displayed had already changed its appearance.
The Wind Cloud Twelve Styles emphasized on simplifying all sword technique techniques. Although the martial skill that Jingjing just displayed had the shadow of the Wind Cloud Twelve Styles, it became even more agile and unrestrained.
This sword technique of hers was more like a drunken swordsman dancing under the moon, having a different feeling of freedom.
This sword technique was called Unfettered and Unfettered!
Jingjing slashed out three consecutive times, each standing at three different points of the crescent moon blade. The Devil Clan expert's hand paused, and was unexpectedly countered by her own strength.
Using trickery to break through strength!
Her grasp of the Wind Cloud Twelve Styles was like a fire blue jade, allowing Jingjing's grasp of the sword to reach its peak.
"Unfettered Wind and Cloud Slash!"
Jingjing's figure elegantly and elegantly bypassed the experts of the Devil Clan. The sharp silver light caused the pupils of the experts of the Devil Clan to constrict.
"Puff!"
A wound was left on the shoulder of the expert of Devil Clan.
Although the wound wasn't deep, it was like boiling hot water, emitting hot air.
This was the purifying power of the Evil Breaking Sword!
"Ah!"
An insuppressible roar came from the throat of the expert from the Devil Clan. The pain caused all the muscles in his body to tense up.
He originally thought that the pain was only temporary, but he was shocked to find that the wound on his arm was constantly corroding.
The expert from the Devil Clan endured the pain and swung the crescent blade, cutting off his arm!
The physique of the Devil Clan was several times stronger than that of the demons. As long as the head did not fall off and the heart did not shatter, it could regrow.
However, the expert from the Devil Clan was shocked to find that the wound on his arm did not have any reaction under the influence of magic!
The arm that was cut off had been completely purified!
Jingjing calmly said, "If it was a human martial artist, he might be able to defeat me when my cultivation realm is at the third level, but as a member of the Devil Clan, you can't do it."
The expert from the Devil Clan angrily rebuked, "What arrogant words! No one can look down on my Devil Clan!"
Jingjing did not say anything else. She waved the Evil-Crushing Sword in her hand, and got drunk and free!
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, under the shocked eyes of the expert from the Devil Clan, Jingjing pulled out the Evil Vanquishing Sword that was stabbed into his chest.
The Evil Vanquishing Sword, the expert from the Devil Clan who had been ordered to kill Jingjing, had been killed by her.
Unfortunately, Jingjing did not obtain any useful information from the other party.
"What exactly is the Key of Destiny referring to?"
When Jingjing returned to Soaring Dragon Inn, there was only one foundation left in Soaring Dragon Inn. Human martial artists had suffered heavy casualties.
However, under the guidance of the inn owner, the human martial artists worked together to save the two Heaven Martial experts of Devil Clan.
"Big Sis Jingjing, you're back!"
Jingjing glanced at the shop owner. The shop owner was riddled with injuries, but there was a look of excitement in his eyes.
"These three experts from the Devil Clan are here for me. I've implicated all of you."
The waiter who had a deep wound on his body bared his teeth and forced a smile, "Big sister, your matter is our matter. There's no need to say that we have implicated you. It's a matter of life and death."
Jingjing smiled, "I appreciate your good intentions. I have some healing Medicine Pill here. The injured brothers will split it up."
She looked at the few martial artists who had died and took out a lot of Essence Crystal from the Essence Ring.
"This money is given to the families of those dead brothers. No one is allowed to take it for themselves."
The shop owner took the money and said seriously, "I'll send it to them myself."
Jingjing nodded her head, "I'm preparing to leave. I won't help our brothers rebuild the inn."
The boss wasn't surprised, but his expression was a little gloomy.
Little Two was very reluctant, "Big Sister, why did you suddenly decide to leave?"
Jingjing explained, "These three warriors of the Devil Clan risked being discovered and killed, and went deep into the mainland to assassinate me. There must be an important reason. If they didn't succeed, they would definitely send even more powerful people over.
I can deal with Spirit Martial Stage warriors, but what if the Divine Martial Monarch comes?
If I continue to stay here, not only will I lose my life, I will also implicate all of you."
The shop owner asked," Sister Jingjing, where are you going? Holy Domain? "
There were as many powerful warriors as the clouds in Holy Domain. It would be very difficult for the Devil Clan to sneak in.
"I'm going to Ice Snow Domain."
Hearing Jingjing's reply, the surrounding people were stunned.
"Big sister Jingjing, Ice Snow Domain is the battlefield of the alliance army and Devil Clan. It is more dangerous there than staying in an inn. Why did you choose to go there?"
Jingjing explained, "Since Devil Clan is afraid of me and wants me to die, then I should make them more afraid and more terrifying!
As for safety, you don't have to worry about it. Ice Snow Domain is Master's hometown. He must be there.
With Master here, no one can hurt me. "
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Jingjing left and headed towards the Ice Snow Domain.
When she passed by the Holy Domain, she suddenly felt a violent fluctuation coming from the depths of the Holy Domain.
"Strange, why is there such a strong fluctuation coming from the depths of the Holy Domain? Could it be that there is a peerless expert fighting inside?"
A gust of wind blew across the sky. Suddenly, a surprised voice with a strong sense of surprise entered her ears.
"Eh?"
Before her voice had even faded, a tall figure appeared out of thin air in front of Jingjing.
What surprised Jingjing was that the other party was approaching her so quickly, but he did not even bring along a slight breeze.
It was as if the other party had already merged with this world.
Jingjing looked carefully and saw that the man in front of her had a jade pot tied around his waist, long azure robes, and a beard. He was unkempt and unkempt, but he also had an indescribable grace.