Chapter 8, Perfect Victory

The shadow sighed. This girl may not only see the threshold of harmony between heaven and man, we need to overestimate a little more. Well, the female doll of the Ge family is also good, and the mood is not affected at this time.

Han Jin did not answer, and his heart had been shocked and numb.

"Frozen Zhibing" is a strong attack skill, but "The Nineteenth Type of Cutting Ice" can only be regarded as upper-middle-class among all the ancestral skills of the Han family.

Han Jin has also practiced, and it seems that she has not reached the current state of this girl. The sudden bursting ice blue sword is dazzling, and there is a faint meaning of sword.

The strongest attack of the two women is about to collide, and it can be predicted that the power is not small. At this moment, within ten meters centered on them, they somehow calmed down abnormally.

The wind stopped, and the fallen leaves fluttering with the wind suspended strangely, and even the gravel wood slag that took off in the drama just now were still. The onlookers were also quiet, and even their breathing was deliberately suppressed.

Han Jiang and Ye Guyun forgot their injuries, clenched their fists and looked at their favorite figure without blinking. She was obviously petite, but they felt that they needed to look up.

At this moment, Hanjiang and Ye Guyun forgot to breathe, and there was a sense of suffocation after being oppressed.

In fact, not only Hanjiang and Ye Guyun have that kind of suffocation, but also the young people present felt it more or less and were convinced by the two women.

Especially the children of the Han family who have also practiced the Nineteenth Style of Cutting Ice, whose childish faces clearly write the shock in their hearts and their worship of Han Jing.

All this, which is complicated, is actually the moment when the white horse passes through the gap.

At this time, the air seemed to be stagnant. Ge Feifei, who had been ready to swing his sword, and the sword became high and passionate. A domineering and thick red spirit came out with the sword, slowly attacking Han Jing with the momentum of destruction and decadence, and the dazzling ice blue light bursting on the tip of her sword was gloomy.

Even Bai Yi was surprised and said, "When did Feier refine the sword?"

They shouted even more: "Sister Fei is powerful!"

The cold family is worried. After all, Han Jing is too young, and the conditions for cultivation are so difficult compared to them. They didn't dare to believe that she could take such a strong attack.

Calm unexpectedly, Han Jinghun didn't see the sword, and the sword in her hand quickly stabbed out.

This sword has no sword chanting, no sonotic explosion caused by rapid friction, but only the rising cold sword, and the ice blue light is more and more condensed.

His eyes only caught a flash of ice blue and shot at his sword. There was already a chill in his throat. Ge Feifei's face turned pale and retreated without thinking.

Thinking of the battle between Xuanshi of the same level, he had never avoided at the beginning of the battle, and Ge Fei was ashamed and angry. When she was about to fight back, the ice-blue light followed her like a shadow, forcing her to retreat again and again.

The red sword burst at this time, blowing up the remnants of Ge Feifei and Han Jing who stayed in place.

The young people were so surprised that they opened their mouths and almost dropped their chins.

Han Jin also thought that his old eyes were dazzling. He couldn't help narrowing his eyes and then staring at it. While looking at it, he said, "This is not an illusion! The 19-style ice cutting is not a high-level skill. How can it be so sharp with a move to walk the ice and disintegrate the ice?

Han Wentao, who had long stared as big as copper bells, rubbed his sore eyes and sighed, "It seems to be like this. My little sister is really too, er, too genius." In fact, he wanted to say "too evil", but when he thought that this was his precious sister, he temporarily changed it to "too genius".

Han Jing, who completely forgot me and didn't know other people's views and comments, was still immersed in that mysterious realm, condensed like the real ice blue sword light, bursting out one after another.

Ge Feifei, who was so angry, had to avoid it again and again and dared not stay for a moment.

Ge Feifei, who is extremely arrogant, is also brewing a counterattack when he dodged. After avoiding the five ice-blue sword lights in a row, he waved the sword with his backhand, and a red sword burst out on the sword, like eyes, through the gap between the two ice-blue sword lights in front and behind, and shot at the cold face door.

"The Ge family's backhand sword stunt - over the rain and clouds. If you still can't take down this girl, Mr. Ge must be angry." Yingyi suddenly laughed softly, looking at the joke, as if he was no longer worried about Han Jing.

Han Wento asked in surprise, "Is Uncle Ying also here?"

It's not that there are people hidden next to him. As the eldest son of Han's parents, Han Wenthao came into contact with many secrets of the Han family when he became a man, and there is also some research on the concealment technique of Yingwei's mind cultivation. He just wondered how he was the leader of the shadow guard and had time to watch the fun.

"Well, ask your sister for something." As soon as the shadow finished speaking, he was silent again.

Knowing the family rules, Han Wenthao didn't ask Yingyi. He pulled Han Jin and asked, "Uncle Jin, what's wrong with the little sister? Did it make Dad angry?"

Han Jin was silent for a moment: "Is there any day when she won't make your father furious?"

"Well, there are still some, at least when Dad is not at home." Making a joke, Han Wenttao focused his attention on his sister. He didn't want to miss this wonderful battle in front of him.

Ge's backhand sword stunt is also worthless. As soon as Ge Feifei's backhand sword came out, the light of the sword was even more powerful, like a huge red light sword, with a faint roar of wind and thunder in the sword, which was full of power.

Still unsought, Han Jing suddenly turned to "knocking ice and jade crumbs" when the "waxiao ice pan" was not over. She waved her sword quickly, and the ice-blue sword light on the tip of the sword turned into some ice-blue jade crumbs and went against the huge red light sword.

Looking at the ice-blue jade crumbs like a fire moth, they were lightly attached to the red light sword. The ice crumbs melted into an ice-blue streamer and flashed away, and the red sword light was also quickly dimmed until it became disgance.

Is this over? Han Jin muttered unacceptiblely: "As long as you keep "knocking ice and jade crumbs", the Ge family's backhand sword stunt will be cracked like this? What kind of stunt is this of the Ge family?

The shadow did not squeak.

Han Wenttao said, "The 'over rain and clouds' of the Ge family is not so weak. The girl of the Ge family is too bad to exert her due power. When her brother used this trick, he was much more powerful.

Is it true that Ge Feifei was too bad to exert the power of his stunt? Han Jin shook his head at the same time as the hidden shadow, but he was not in the mood to answer Han Wenthao's words.

Ning and Jingmei's eyes fell on Ge Feifei. Han Jing didn't take the opportunity to hit the water dog, but asked faintly, "Don't you want to fight? Then I'll go." After that, she turned around and left gracefully.

Ge Feifei, who lost her soul, woke up because of Han Jing's words. Looking at the petite figure drifting away, her eyes were burning, the blood surged in her chest, her throat was sweet, and a mouthful of red blood spit out, sprayed on the white wing clothes that came to hold her, blooming like a blood lotus.

"I will defeat you, don't go crazy!" Ge Feifei roared a little hysterically.

Han Jing, who felt dizzy, waved her hand without looking back and said carelessly, "Well, you can wait at any time, but next time you come out after solid basic skills, otherwise it will be embarrassing!"

"You are too arrogant!" Ge Feifei clenched her silver teeth and tore Han Jing's heart.

The children of the Han family felt that Han Jing's words could not be more pertinent. After all, she has been using basic skills in the fight.

"19 Ice Cutting", as long as it is a child of a cold family, it will practice, and a three-year-old child can play several styles with branches. Therefore, Han Jing asked, "Is my sister arrogant?"

The children of the Han family present roared in unison as if they had practiced: "Absolutely not." Immediately, there was another burst of laughter.

Even those locals who were not disciples of the Han family laughed.

"Let's go." Bai Yi said and walked away, but his eyes looked at Han Jing complicatedly.

The petite figure was surrounded by the stars of the cold family, making Bai Yi feel so dazzling.

"As for being so reluctant to give up?" Ge Feifei's whole body was snuggled in Bai Yi's arms. Looking at her jealous blue face and the blood stains on her lips, people who didn't know must think that she was seriously injured.

seemed to want to hide something, or want to cut off some ideas. Bai Yi deliberately showed a gentle and affectionate look and said with determination, "Phil, I have you enough. So, you don't have to eat this unnecessary jealousy.

"Well, I see." Ge Feifei showed a sweet smile with satisfaction. When her face was close to the side of her white wing neck, she also gave Han Jing a special look for the demonstration.

Coincidentally, Bai Yi also glanced at Han Jing. What disappointed them equally was that Han Jing didn't even glance at these.

She didn't notice when the people in the Xuan Temple left at all. Han Jing endured the discomfort and accepted the beautiful words of her cousins and smiled.

Later, Han Wenthao still felt sorry for his sister and let everyone break up first.

Originally, she was going to take Han Jing back directly, but she was clamoring to eat vegetarian food. Han Wenthao took her to Suxiang House next to her, accompanied by two bad friends Zhou Jiangchao and Qi Bai.

Hanjiang and Ye Guyun were also ready to go together, but they were taken away by Han Jin, saying that they had something to ask, and they left in a hurry, so that Han Jing didn't have time to return Ye Guyun's sword.

Four people sat down in the private room on the second floor of Suxiangzhai. When the tea came, others were just siping. Han Jing drank the newly soaked tea in the cup and shouted, "Wow, it's so hot!"

"Drink slowly, no one will rob you!" While complaining, Han Wentao held the teapot in his hands to cool the tea. I don't know whether the ancestor of the Han family, who invented the invention of Bing Xuangong, knew whether to be happy to learn and use it, or to jump out of the ground and beat the boy to the whole head.

His eyelids twitched, and Qi Bai shook his head and sighed: "Han Laosan still has such a meticulous and considerate moment, which is as surprising as he wants to break the ring and beat the woman."