Chapter 114 Lu Ziyin (2)

"Are you willing to do it?"

The greasy words that make people's skin crawl all over the place came from the mouth of a young man with a clear, handsome and soft face, and eyes full of affection. He could seduce people with his face, but he liked to talk flirtatiously.

He was wearing a gray-green satin embossed robe, with a white border inlaid on the collar and a slender waist with a jade belt. However, his figure was broad-shouldered and tall, like a splendid begonia tree.

Opposite him was a girl with slightly darker skin but extremely bright facial features. She was wearing a cool black dress with a pinched waist and sleeves, and she looked dashing.

"You are looking for death!"

After holding these three words between her teeth, it seemed that she couldn't bear it anymore and was about to use force to tear Aburao apart.

The girl closed her arms, her eyebrows were furrowed, and she quickly made a secret with her ten fingers. After a flash of cold purple light, she held a majestic long knife with both hands. The handle of the knife is one foot and five inches long and can be grasped by both hands. The blade is long and special.

It was wide and thick, with a flat upper part. She squatted down and made a sword gesture. The cold air of the mirror-like blade reflected a bright and evil face.

Seeing that she was getting serious, Lu Ziyin seemed to find it interesting. He smiled and said, "Why should a beauty be so angry? If someone accidentally hurts herself, I won't be the one who feels bad."

These words sounded sincere and sincere, but if you look closely at his appearance, there was indifference and contempt hidden under the frivolous surface.

Damn it!

What a bitch!

She couldn't bear it anymore!

Covering the long sword with spiritual power, the edge of the blade instantly ignited with a fierce orange-red color. The firelight complemented the girl's bright eyes, making her incredibly beautiful.

Lu Ziyin stared at her with appreciative and admiring eyes, as if he were looking at an exquisite treasure with collectible value. Even though the opponent's blade had been swung in front of his eyes, the burning heat that hit his face was so close that it stung.

Still smiling, he kept laughing like a pervert.

"Beauty, if you are willing to tell me your name truthfully, how about I give you five moves?"

Pooh!

Only the devil has to make him give in!

The girl sneered lightly: "I'm not afraid of the wind blowing my tongue."

"Domineering Blade——"

She jumped up and slashed through the air with a knife, cutting through the dark night like a rising sun. The dazzling blade illuminated Lu Ziyin's face. He raised his eyebrows, his clothes fluttered due to the opponent's sword wind, and he turned sideways.

The blade packed with violent spiritual power did not hit anyone, but instead cut the arena floor into two halves, with the deep cracks bearing black traces of fire.

"You still dare to hide?" The girl gritted her teeth and waved her hand behind her back. The sword was dazzling and rolled out a line of flames that hit Lu Ziyin directly.

However, he kept moving and flickering in the light of the sword, and not a single ounce of it touched the girl.

Lu Ziyin's movement technique is simply wonderful, it is "floating clouds and water", his unique movement technique, no matter how fierce and domineering the girl's sword skills are, it will be useless if it cannot touch anyone.

The girl also realized this. She had to kill this bitch today. She endured her temper, humiliated and said angrily: "Mu Nanxue."

Lu Ziyin stood ten steps away from her, not too close but not too far away.

When I first heard these three words she gritted her teeth, I paused and realized that she was announcing her own name.

This girl looks like she has a bad temper and is easily provoked, but she doesn't seem to be stupid.

The girl took advantage of his distraction at this moment and kicked up quickly. With the light of the sword flashing and the strong wind shining, she slashed horizontally towards his waist.

How could Lu Ziyin be plotted by a little girl like her? He closed a fan, raised it to his chest, and looked at her with ambiguous eyes: "One move."

"snort."

One of them attacked fiercely like an offended leopard, while the other fought like a winged eagle, coming and going, slowly consuming and toying with his opponent.

"Two moves."

"Three moves."

"Four moves."

"Five moves."

After five moves, his spiritual power suddenly surged and poured into the body of the fan. With one move, he pressed the back of the long knife into the ground, making it impossible for her to pull it out for a moment.

Turning to Mu Nanxue's side, Lu Ziyin picked up a strand of her hair and sniffed it at the tip of his nose. Ignoring her cheeks that were flushed with anger, Lu Ziyin said affectionately like a libertine: "Nanxue, you

Look, even if I don't attack and let you fight, you still can't touch me, so why should you resist anymore? Why don't you admit defeat and go back with me? I will definitely treat you well in the future."

ah--

Seeing that he dared to touch her, Mu Nanxue let go of the handle of the knife with both hands, her back tightened like a string, and her eyes flashed with a violent purple luster.

Kill him——

A voice roared sharply in her mind.

Just when she lost her mind and was about to release the masking effect of the "Magic Concealment Pearl" and regain her true strength to kill this trapper, she suddenly felt a stabbing pain in the back of her head, and then... her first thought

There was no movement in the crooked stool.

When Lu Ziyin felt something was wrong with Mu Nanxue's momentum, he took the first step to distance himself.

Although he likes to "play with cats and dogs", he still has a lot of tricks and tricks, and being a bitch is only one of his few "hobbies".

Squinting his eyes, Lu Ziyin saw Mu Nanxue, who looked ready to run away just now, but now her head was drooped, and the broken hair on her forehead covered half of her face. There was something about her that made him feel dangerous and repulsive.

The strange aura seemed to disappear in an instant.

"Nan Xue..."

She remained silent until Lu Ziyin called out tentatively.

At this time, "Mu Nanxue" finally raised his head.

She stared at Lu Ziyin expressionlessly for a long time, then opened her mouth, her voice had an uncomfortable low tone and gentleness: "You said you can let me hit you, but I can't touch you?"

Lu Ziyin looked at her strangely, but he couldn't understand her current state. Different from the previous feeling when she was furious and angry, her expression was strangely calm now, and her voice did not fluctuate at all.

It was as if...she had completely changed into a different person in just a short moment.

Lu Ziyin's expression became serious for a few seconds because he was thinking about it. He put the tip of his fan to his lips again and said with a smile: "Nan Xue, what kind of trick are you playing? Do you really not admit defeat? It's rare for me to meet you in the ring.

You are such a hot-tempered little beauty, and I really don’t want to hurt you.”

"Mu Nanxue" twisted his neck, moved his concern again, and said slowly: "You can't hurt me, because..." The sudden wind blew up to Lu Ziyin's face, causing his eyelashes to flutter, and the figure in black was already there.

Come to him.

Lu Ziyin's eyes narrowed.

There was only time for one word to flash through my mind - so fast!

At the same time, a calm voice that circled around my ears sounded: "You will only be hurt."

A knee that was as powerful as thunder, a crisis that caused his scalp to explode, made Lu Ziyin lean back in embarrassment. It narrowly missed his abdomen, but left a trace of air that tore his clothes.

He shook his eyes and looked down at the clothing that was cut through the hem.
Chapter completed!