Flower Master in the City

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After the red-shirted woman was frightened away with a sword, the white-robed woman retracted her sword and continued to stand silently on the side of the hall, as if she hadn't made a move just now.

King Chambord was so proud that he couldn't help smiling at the woman in red and said, "Fairy Fragrant, can you think about this king's suggestion now?"

"Unexpectedly, the small country of Chambord is actually hiding a dragon and a crouching tiger." The woman in the red shirt snorted coldly, looking at King Chambord and said, "However, you are still too naive, even if you can hold me, the Holy Church will not treat you. If there is any compromise, you should still die."

"No way, you are also the incense envoy of Wanhuo Sect, the weight is definitely not light, right." King Chambord chuckled and said meaningfully: "Besides, you choose Chambord as the demon beacon. Isn't the place of rekindling just trying to steal this king's divine incense formula? Without divine incense, your plans for the rekindling of the Myriad Fire Sect will probably be greatly reduced."

"You!" The red-shirted woman knew that she had indeed made a mistake. She acted too urgently before, but she fell into this person's calculations step by step. Now it's really hard to get out.

"So, don't waste your time." King Chambord became impatient. "The three of you have a good talk. Whoever bids the most, the king will help. If you delay, the first incense will be burned. When it's over, you just want to talk, but you won't have a chance."

It was only at this time that the woman in the red shirt noticed that the twelve palace maids had begun to slowly pour their twelve kinds of spices into the incense burner. yet light fragrance.

"Anyway, sooner or later, I will seek revenge from the Misty Immortal Sect, so let's try the two of you first!" After hesitating for a while, the woman in the red shirt showed two small knives in her sleeves and looked at Sun Xinxin and Ning Jie coldly. .

Ning Jie sighed and said, "You know it's his plan, but you still follow his heart. It's really stupid."

"Stop talking nonsense!" The woman in the red shirt had a thick skin, and she didn't break the defense because of Ning Jie's words. "If you only need to talk about it, then obediently be a stepping stone in my grand plan for the revival of the Holy Religion."

At this time, Sun Xinxin couldn't help but say: "After you are sure to kill us, this king will fulfill his promise? Since he can backtrack once, why do you think he won't backtrack a second time?"

After hearing this, the red-shirted woman couldn't help but feel shaken again, and looked at King Chambord suspiciously.

"Believe it or not." King Chambord was still looking at the fun. "Anyway, you are all under the control of this king. I have time, but you don't."

After speaking, the conversation changed, and he picked it up again: "Furthermore, you Wanhuo Sect and this king do not have any enmity, but they have an inseparable enmity with Xianxianmen, you must kill if you kill early or late. Well, can't you figure this out?"

The woman in the red shirt is obviously not a firm-minded person. She hesitated again, and then made a decision. She squeezed the two knives in her hands and charged at Sun Xinxin and Ning Jie.

Ning Jie shook her head and said to Sun Xinxin, "Sister Xin, you are inexperienced in combat, take a step back and let me deal with her."

Sun Xinxin knew very well that she was not a candidate for battle, and her talent in that area was really low. Rather than causing trouble for her teammates, she might as well just step aside, or at least not hold back.

Ning Jie didn't have any weapons at hand, and her eyes were fixed on the knife in the hand of the red-shirted woman.

The red-shirted woman snorted and couldn't help staggering a few steps, her face sank, and she twisted her body to face Ning Jie again with several knives, the blades were as dense as rain.

Ning Jie did not fight with her, but kept dodging and retreating, catching the right fighter.

"Did the Misty Immortal Sect teach you the Misty Steps?" The woman in the red shirt became more and more angry, and couldn't help scolding: "Or do you have no courage to fight with me at all, and will only dodge?"

Ning Jie was not fooled, and said lightly: "This kind of aggressive tactics is useless to me, and I don't know how to dodge, so how do I know when to fight back? Blindly hitting hard is a brainless man."

"The mouth is very powerful, but I don't know if your body is so powerful." The woman in the red shirt suddenly threw the two knives out of her hands, with a sharp whistling sound, swept directly to Ning Jie's face.

Although Ning Jie was a little surprised, she was not intimidated. On the contrary, she tapped her toes to raise her movement technique by another level, and avoided the past lightly.

"Let's see how long you can hide!" The woman in the red shirt directly turned the two knives into flying knives, and manipulated them to squeeze Ning Jie, fast and spinning like electricity.

In a short while, the two flying knives turned into four, and the four turned into eight. In the entire hall, apart from the fragrance, there were only dozens of flying knives left in the sky.

"It seems that your limit is thirty-two flying knives." Ning Jie's figure was almost invisible, but her voice was still steady, like walking in a courtyard.

The red-shirted woman's forehead gradually had beads of sweat, and it seemed that she was struggling with class education, but she refused to admit defeat: "My flying knives are innumerable, thirty-two are enough to cut you into flesh! "

Because of some unpleasant encounters in the past, Ning Jie has developed an introverted and forbearing temperament, and has never been impatient. Back then, when I was only saving the summer, it was an impulsive one.

After Ye Yumei's special training, she became a little more vicious and calm. When fighting against people, she likes to make plans and then move, and then kill the enemy with one strike.

For example, now, the reason why Ning Jie only dodges but does not fight back is because

To test out the red-shirted woman's bottom line and make sure she didn't hide anything, she decided to fight back.

"Is this a poor ass? Then it's my turn." Ning Jie smiled lightly, and a cold air surged from her palm, and it flew up and down, freezing the thirty-two flying knives, and then crushed them into pieces. turned into ice.

The woman in the red shirt was stunned, and before she could regain her senses, Ning Jie pinched her neck.

"Let go, let me go!" The red-shirted woman struggled and shouted, "Let me go!"

Ning Jie said in a cold voice: "The skill is not as good as others, then you should be willing to admit defeat."

A hint of panic flashed in the red-shirted woman's eyes, and she hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't, don't kill me, I admit defeat."

"That's right." Ning Jie let go of her hand with a smile, and threw the red-shirted woman on the ground. She didn't bother to look at it again, she just turned to look at King Chambord: "You've seen enough drama, it's time for us. It's settled."

King Chambord smiled and clapped his hands: "Wonderful, really wonderful, as expected from the Misty Immortal Gate, but unfortunately, are you sure you won?"

Before Ning Jie could understand what he meant by this, there was a sudden gust of wind behind her, the woman in the red shirt appeared behind her, and a knife stabbed into her back.

"Hmph, bitch, you dare to leave your back to the enemy, aren't you courting death!" The woman in the red shirt succeeded in a blow, and she couldn't help laughing, "The people of the Misty Immortal Sect are really stupid like pigs, my holy religion is with you. Zongmen is the enemy of life and death, you actually let me go, but I will not miss the opportunity. Hahaha.”

Laughing and laughing, the woman in the red shirt suddenly thought of something, so the laughter stopped abruptly.

"Have you finished laughing, have you laughed enough?" Ning Jie narrowed her eyes slightly, her beautiful eyes full of cold murderous intent.

"You, how can you be all right!" The woman in the red shirt realized something was wrong at this time, and when she looked down, she found that the knife she thought had stabbed into Ning Jie's heart turned out to be only the hilt.

Ning Jie sighed: "I wanted to keep you alive, but unfortunately you don't cherish it yourself, so you can't blame me."

"Wait, wait, this is all a mistake!" Before she could finish her words, Ning Jie slapped the red-shirted woman in the heart, sending her whole body flying.

The red-shirted woman was terrified. Just when she thought she was going to die, she reached out and touched it and found that she was unscathed. She couldn't help laughing again: "Hahaha, your palm is so weak, it's nothing more than that. ."

Ning Jie looked at her blankly and said nothing.

"Hmph, what are you pretending? I'll kill your companion first and make you regret it for the rest of your life!" The woman in the red shirt raised her eyes and found that she had just fallen on Sun Xinxin's side. The long sword fell into his hands and slashed at the unsuspecting Sun Xinxin.

Sun Xinxin was really startled, and subconsciously raised her hand to parry.

"Dare to use your hand to block the sword, you are too stupid." The woman in the red shirt laughed mockingly.

"Bang!"

The red-shirted woman's long sword accurately slashed Sun Xinxin's hands, but she did not get the result she wanted.

Where Sun Xinxin crossed her hands, she actually used her spiritual energy to form an invisible barrier, blocking the long sword.

"How is this possible!" The woman in the red shirt couldn't accept it. If she lost to Ning Jie, she could still convince herself one or two points. Now that Sun Xinxin, who looked so weak, couldn't even hit her, her self-confidence collapsed immediately.

"The only person who is truly hopelessly stupid is you." Ning Jie said with a sneer, "However, this is the last time you've been stupid."

The red-shirted woman didn't understand, but suddenly felt something, her eyes were filled with horror, just as she was about to say something, a cold air gushed out from her dantian, and instantly swept her whole body. When it arrived, the whole person was frozen into an ice sculpture, and then it burst into pieces and disappeared without a trace.

"She brought it on herself, Sister Xin, you don't need to be sad." Ning Jie could not help comforting Sun Xinxin when she saw that her mood was a little down.

Sun Xinxin smiled and said to Ning Jie, "I'm not that vulnerable. Some people are completely self-inflicted and don't deserve sympathy at all. I already understood this as early as the year I met Xia Xia."

"That's good." Ning Jie knew that Sun Xinxin was kind-hearted, but she was afraid that her sympathy would overflow, but fortunately, she was overthinking it.

"Okay, very good, very good!" King Chambord watched this scene, and his whole person became excited, poking at Ning Jie and Sun Xinxin: "Congratulations, you have won the opportunity to negotiate with this king."

"You really have a big problem with your brain." Ning Jie glanced at her disdainfully, "Since the people of Wanhuo Sect are dead, what do you think you are worth to us?"

When King Chambord heard this, his complexion suddenly changed, and his eyes instantly darkened.

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