Chapter 1789

Ji Jiang is not willing in her heart. She thinks she is the best swordsman. Today, she is crushed by a peer.

Even if he wins today, it is doomed to damage his heart.

Unless he can take the advice of the old rascal.

But what can he accept?

The old rascal is also extremely damaged. If he usually gives suggestions to Ji Jiang, he can't say for sure. But at the moment, they are fighting each other. At this time, he puts forward his opinions as if he sprinkles a little salt on Ji Jiang's torn wound.

In particular, he yelled out loud on purpose. Even the arrogant people below, including the martial arts onlookers outside, heard him. If Ji Jiang really changed the way of his sabre in the future, he would inevitably be said to have been guided by him.

Ji Jiang is so arrogant. How can she bear this insult?

To put it bluntly, the old hooligan, as a matter of fact, blocked his way directly.

"Poof!"

It should be said or not. Although Ji Jiang is arrogant, he is also a man who pursues martial arts wholeheartedly. However, after Mo Nan blocks the way of sabre technique, his intuition turns dark in front of him. His heart aches and his blood stasis doesn't hold back. He just spurts out from the sky.

"He's a cruel man."

Seeing this, Mo Nan gave a thumbs up. He didn't feel that Ji Jiang's stimulation had something to do with him. He continued to say:

"It's just that I'm too sharp. I'm kind enough to remind you that if you don't listen to me, what's the matter with hematemesis? I don't know. I thought I used some magic."

"It should be noted that some sages have said that there must be a teacher for three people. Since the sages have said that, I will listen to them. As long as you are willing to learn, I will accept you as an apprentice. How about that?"

"Shut up

Ji Jiang gasped violently. At the moment, he really wanted to sew the mouth of the guy opposite. He had participated in many Tianjiao exchange meetings, and naturally met many difficult opponents.

After all, the reason why he ranked first in this exchange meeting is not that he really has no rival, but that many real arrogants are not interested in participating in this kind of exchange meeting.

But even when he fought with those people, he was not so angry as he is today.

"Well, that's all."

Deeply afraid of making Ji Jiang really angry, the old rascal finally stopped talking, but finally underestimated it

"It's not good for a dog to bite LV Dongbin."

Voice down, he is really serious up, mainly found that Ji Jiang spit blood, restless, he wait for the opportunity, is to.

Mo Nan took out his knife and said in a deep voice, "you are not really bad. For the sake of your mercy, I will help you once. Watch it, I will demonstrate it once."

The old rascal didn't say it casually.

Just now Ji Jiang seemed to be aggressive, but in fact he hesitated to make a move. If he was determined to kill him, he would just jump at him.

To be reasonable, he is a wuzun. Ji Jiang is a wusheng. In terms of speed, the latter can't catch up with him.

It was this hesitation that made him see the flaw and broke Ji Jiang's sword skill at one stroke. Although, it's not clear why the goods should let him sign a life and death document if they didn't kill him, anyway, the old rascal only looked at the result. Since Ji Jiang didn't intend to kill him, he didn't have to kill the latter.

Even, it doesn't matter to teach the other party some of his own understanding of sabre techniques.

"I'm still too kind." With a sigh in his heart, Mo Nan moved with a knife.

Different from Ji Jiang's hesitation, he came to the former's side with a flash of his figure, and waved his knife.

Ji Jiang quickly blocks the knife, and the two knives collide with each other, which makes his hand numb unconsciously. Looking back at Mo Nan, he turns his body around with the help of the reverse force, and again he does not hesitate to take out the knife.

Ding Ding.

The high-altitude spark is unceasing, the sound of striking iron can be heard very clearly even below.

No one thought that Ji Jiang couldn't support her and kept quitting.

Ji Jiang was also annoyed at last. She seized the opportunity, ignored the numb hands, and turned the direction directly towards Mo Nan. It seemed that she wanted to change her life with the old rascal.

Mo Nan's eyes are indifferent and unmoved. He continues to cut Ji Jiang's waist.

But Ji Jiang, seeing that the goods were not affected at all, hesitated a little, just a hesitant effort.

Mo Nan turned the long knife in his hand, changed it into one side of the back, and knocked it on Ji Jiang's waist.

This knife directly overturned the latter and flew more than ten meters away. A clear sound came from the waist. It was obvious that several ribs were broken.

Not everyone is like an old hooligan. Getting hurt has become a habit. The pain nerves have long been numb and unconscious.

Ji Jiang, in particular, seldom holds his hand. At the moment, his forehead is already sweating. It seems that his strength has been damaged. If he continues to fight, he will lose.

Mo Nan took the knife back. At this time, he looked at him, but he was a little surprised, with a faint smile: "if you are upset, the knife will slow down."“ The sword is not a sword. If you like the moves that make people confused, you'd better learn the sword. " The sword is a gentleman's weapon. It cuts on both sides. It seems flashy and exaggerated, but it usually hides a killing opportunity. The knife is not the same, not those treacherous and unpredictable, take the road of supremacy, do not hesitate, wave out is to wave out, go to do not want to take back, once take back, that is afraid. In ancient times, the swordsman didn't hang his head on his waist all day long, but at least his head was still on his waist. If he really took the knife away, his head would be gone. Monan was surprised: "you can keep up with my speed and prove that your talent for using knives is no worse than me. If you correct now, you will be better than me in the future." Speaking of the truth, in terms of his attainments in Dao technique, he is not a bit short of it. People like Ji Jiang and Ning Qi, who have practiced Dao since childhood, are not comparable. The thing the old rascal used to use was called dagger, which had nothing to do with the knife. It was during his seclusion with Bingqing that he got used to holding the knife. But on the road of Dao technique, he is still far behind Ji Jiang and Ning Qi, not because of his talent, but because he knows how to use Dao. Just like him, he never regrets what he has done. Even if he bumps into the south wall, he never looks back. But only in this way can he die and die. A knife is like a man, a man is like a knife. In this way, his attainments in Sabre technique are not high and can not be achieved. However, no matter how much he said at the moment, Ji Jiang couldn't listen to him. Even the more he said, Ji Jiang didn't want to listen. However, the latter also understood that he was upset and would lose this stop.