Chapter 327: let me go
He Jing was cross-legged on the ground, her face still pale, she was recovering from her injury.
Zhang Ding's eyes flashed a bit of greed, and swept across He Jing's body, the greed was even greater, and his breathing became a little heavier.
And it was the heavy breathing that made it difficult for Zhang Ding to control his breath, which leaked and was instantly discovered by He Jing.
Suddenly, He Jing opened her eyes. When she saw Zhang Ding in front of her, her heart sank even more, and she stepped back.
The light of the sword was in the **** plain, He Jing held the full moon scimitar in both hands, and her eyes were full of coldness, "Zhang Ding, what do you want to do?"
"He Jing, I advise you to put away your weapons." Zhang Ding said.
Above the two full moon scimitars, rays of light flashed across, murderous aura.
If the usual Zhang Ding would instantly admit to counseling, but at this moment, he did not have any worries or fear, because he knew that He Jing at this moment was severely injured when he fought with the Chi Yan Huo Xiong, and his strength was greatly reduced.
The current He Jing is probably not his opponent at all!
"Zhang Ding, for the safety of others, you should always be alert to any changes on the Scarlet Plain. What are you doing?"
"There is nothing unusual on the **** plain, I have nothing to do, I just miss you."
Zhang Ding gave a sly smile, and then walked towards He Jing.
He Jing scolded: "Don't go forward, if you take one step closer, don't blame me for being rude!"
"You're welcome?" Zhang Ding's eyes swept over He Jing's bumpy figure and said, "He Damei, why do you want to be rude to me? Kill me?"
After speaking, Zhang Ding went to He Jing again.
Seeing that Zhang Ding didn't listen to the obstruction, she took action, holding the full moon scimitar, and attacked Zhang Ding.
Zhang Ding smiled, "Good time."
Facing He Jing's attack, Zhang Ding was not afraid. He took his hand as his palm, and a little black light bloomed in his palm. When He Jing attacked, he pushed it out with one palm.
Pushing out a palm, the black light in the palm spreads out, spreading like a ripple, instantly wrapping the full moon scimitar attacked by He Jing.
At the same time, Zhang Ding's palm landed on the full moon scimitar.
The two collided, Zhang Ding's palm attack changed, and he held the full moon scimitar.
He Jing's gaze froze, and the full moon scimitar in his hand twisted, trying to break Zhang Ding's palm attack.
At this time, Zhang Ding sneered and said, "He Jing, you are seriously injured."
He Jing didn't speak, the full moon scimitar in the other hand slashed towards Zhang Ding.
Zhang Ding snorted, his other hand stretched out like a dragon's claw and grabbed her wrist.
Like iron tongs, he firmly grasped He Jing's arm, no matter how she broke free, she couldn't break free from Zhang Ding's hand.
He Jing's face was very unsightly, the full moon machete in his hand suddenly made a sound of a knife, broke away from He Jing's hand, shuttled out, and slashed out.
The knife gas is vertical and horizontal, and the knife cuts down.
Although Zhang Ding is not afraid of He Jing at this moment, He Jing's strength is still somewhat powerful, and he will be injured if he resists hard.
The sword qi came in all directions, Zhang Ding let go of his hands, and stepped back abruptly!
With a loud bang, the sword energy was vented on the **** plain, awakening the sleeping warriors.
After Zhang Ding avoided the sword qi, he jumped towards He Jing.
It can be said that Zhang Ding's speed is not comparable to He Jing's movement speed, but He Jing's injury has not healed, and his movement speed has dropped a lot. Zhang Ding bullied his body and pushed it out.
He Jing held the knife in both hands, ready to block the palm.
Zhang Ding sneered, and suddenly changed his moves, bending his five fingers, turning into fists, and slamming out a punch!
This punch caught He Jing's chest unexpectedly and didn't have time to dodge.
With a groan, the whole person was kicked out.
Her face was pale, she stepped back ten meters, and looked at Zhang Ding coldly.
Zhang Ding stood with his hands behind his back, sneered, and said, "He Jing, you are the arrogance of your family, but that's not the case."
"Despicable." He Jing said solemnly.
"Zhang Ding, what are you doing?"
The fight between the two naturally awakened He Changsheng. He saw that He Jing was severely injured by Zhang Ding, his sick face was full of anger, and he said angrily.
The group of warriors who were awakened did not speak. Some were surprised, some were curious, and some were irrelevant, as if they were watching the fun.
But more warriors were shocked. They didn't expect Zhang Ding to fight with He Jing of the nine-star martial arts realm. They were even powerful, but Zhang Ding punched He Jing in the chest and seriously injured her. Could it be that? Zhang Ding hides his strength?
Everyone was curious, and their eyes were always on the two of them.
At this time, Zhang Ding shot again, severely wounding He Jing with a punch, making the sneer on his face even worse, striding out and attacking He Jing again.
For a stubborn woman like He Jing, after she is defeated and surrendered, she will naturally be obedient!
He Changsheng was anxious and angry, and his morbid face was flushed red, especially when he saw that the people around him didn't help, he was even more angry, but he was helpless!
Li Mushen stayed beside He Changsheng and shook his head slightly. The group of warriors watched lively. He Jing and Zhang Ding were fighting, but no one noticed the blood wolf approaching.
Since the Scarlet Plain is called the Scarlet Plain, it is because the entire plain is soaked in the blood of warriors, aliens, and monsters, dyeing the entire plain blood red, and the danger in it naturally goes without saying!
Li Mushen's spiritual sense is strong, and this group of warriors only has the strongest cultivation base He Jing, but they have not reached the realm of martial kings to give birth to spiritual sense, so I have never noticed what their current situation is?
By the time He Jing noticed it, it was already too late.
Li Mushen shook his head and said nothing.
In the blood-colored plain in the middle of the night, He Jing, who was seriously injured, fought with Zhang Ding, and the waves of spiritual power surged out, which was extremely intense.
There were hardly any accidents. Because He Jing was seriously injured, he was at a disadvantage in the fighting process, and his spiritual power was consumed. It was extremely difficult to cope with Zhang Ding.
Suddenly, He Jing's internal organs hurt, and the whole body suddenly became unbalanced. Zhang Ding's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and his left hand squeezed the handprint and slammed it on He Jing's body.
The power contained in this handprint is not strong, knocking He Jing to the ground.
With two bangs, the two full moon scimitars in He Jing's hands fell out of her hands and fell to the ground.
He Jing was about to get up, when Zhang Ding bullied him, his right index finger flickered, and moved on He Jing's body. Without a single move, the direction of the flow of spiritual power in He Jing's body was sealed.
After a dozen clicks, the spiritual power in He Jing's body was sealed by Zhang Ding. The loss of spiritual power means that He Jing has lost the source of all her strength. Now she and the seriously ill He Changsheng. Almost the same.
There was anger on He Jing's face, "Incomparably despicable!"
Zhang Ding sneered, "He Damei, what about despicable and shameless? You are defeated."
After speaking, Zhang Ding stretched out his hand and squeezed He Jing's chin.
"Take your hand!" He Jing said coldly.
"Haha." Zhang Ding was proud, squeezed He Jing's chin and said, "What if you don't take it away?"
He Jing gritted her teeth tightly and turned her head.
He Changsheng was shocked and angry, he came to kill him, and said angrily: "Zhang Ding, let Xiao Jing go!"
Xiaojing is his sister! He couldn't let Xiaojing be humiliated!
Zhang Ding sneered with contempt, and between the wave of his hand, a ray of spiritual power shot out, bombarding He Changsheng's body.
With a grunt, He Changsheng slammed heavily on the ground.
"Cough cough..." He Changsheng's mouth was bleeding, his eyes fixed on Zhang Ding.
Zhang Ding snorted coldly, "Short-lived ghost, stay there obediently, otherwise don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless."
"I will kill you!" He Jing said to Zhang Ding with murderous intent all over her body.
Zhang Ding didn't speak, but he said coldly from the bottom of his heart: "Want to kill me? Do you really think you have this chance?"
On the **** plain, those warriors watched with cold eyes, and no one came to help, which made He Changsheng feel cold.
"I want to ask, is there anyone present who wants to help her?"
At this time, Zhang Ding said to the warriors on the **** plain.
His eyes swept over the warriors, who were a little cowardly. When Zhang Ding's eyes swept over, he lowered his head, as if he saw nothing.
After sweeping through all the warriors on the **** plain, Zhang Ding was proud, pinched He Jing's chin and said, "Beauty He, no one seems to want to help you, this is what you brought all the way from Guhe City. Musha."
He Jing clenched her lips and said nothing. She knew the world, and these warriors were going to the imperial capital. Zhang Ding naturally had some power in the imperial capital, so they naturally did not dare to provoke him, for fear of reaching the imperial capital. The capital caused Zhang Ding's revenge!
The corner of Zhang Ding's mouth showed an evil smile, his eyes were frivolous, he swept across He Jing's body, and then stretched out his other hand to touch her face.
At this time, He Jing suddenly opened her mouth and bit Zhang Ding's fingers.
Zhang Ding cried out in pain, "Relax!"
He Jing was biting hard, never letting go.
In this way, Zhang Ding was thoroughly angered, and he slapped He Jing with a force in his hand.
He Jing's whole body was shot and flew out, and hit the ground with a bang.
Zhang Ding stepped forward in three steps and grabbed He Jing's hair with one hand, "Xiao" i "O son, I think you want to die?"
He Changsheng was furious, a flame ignited in his heart, his eyes were burning with red radiance, and the whole person exuded a shocking power.
He was going to kill that Zhang Ding!
And at this moment, he was pulled by someone.
He Changsheng turned his head abruptly, like a hungry wolf, it was not who was holding him, it was Li Mushen.
"Brother Li, don't pull me, I'm going to kill that bastard!" He Changsheng said coldly.
The burning bloodthirsty light in his eyes was terrifying.
At this moment, He Changsheng is not afflicted by any disease, and he is in a state of dying, but contains a powerful force!
Li Mushen's face was calm, and he said to He Changsheng, "You don't have to worry, let me go."
"Brother Li, you are not Zhang Ding's opponent, Zhang Ding is a Martial Spirit!" He Changsheng's expression changed and he said.