Stunning Female President's Personal Soldier

"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame me for being rude!"

Xiaobei has given up on the idea of ​​forgiving Jiao Haoyue. It has been three times for one day and two days, and the three times have passed, so there is really no need to continue to forgive.

Jiao Haoyue's strength is indeed very strong, without true energy, to be able to cultivate to this level is really very powerful.

But in the face of absolute strength, it is still hopeless.

Moreover, Jiao Haoyue didn't have true energy, so he would suffer a disadvantage when facing a person with true energy like Xiao Bei.

"Come on! I still want to try how strong my strength is!"

In fact, Jiao Haoyue is not sure how strong she is now, so she can compare with a relatively strong master like Xiaobei to see her true strength, of course Jiao Haoyue will never tire of it.

"Unbelievable!"

Xiao Bei snorted coldly, and her contempt for Jiao Haoyue increased even more.

It's just that they didn't suffer a loss in a confrontation, and some took advantage of it, so they became lawless and defiant.

This is not what a man should do.

"Xiaoxiang Sword Rain..."

Xiaobei didn't want to spend any more time with Jiao Haoyue, so she soared into the air, with a long sword in her hand.

In an instant, the cyan sword glow, carrying a murderous chill, aimed directly at Jiao Haoyue like a rain of swords.

The momentum is menacing, the wind is rustling, the water is cold, the strong man will never return once he is gone, the air of Xiaoxiang, the sword rain formed by the murderous air of broken bamboo.

Emei's move is indeed powerful, and it still has a heritage of hundreds of years, but in Xiaobei's hands, the power of this move has not been fully displayed.

But just like this, it is completely enough to deal with Jiao Haoyue.

Jiao Haoyue has no true qi, so he can't stop it and defend effectively. If an attack formed with true qi confronts him head-on with his body, he is definitely seeking his own death.

Therefore, Jiao Haoyue could only dodge quickly, trying not to be hurt by Jian Yu.

Her strength has improved, and her speed has also increased, but Jiao Haoyue's speed seems a bit stretched in the face of the sword rain falling vertically like a waterfall.

"Whoosh..."

One inattentive, Jiao Haoyue's speed was slightly slowed down, a sword light pierced her thigh, and Jiao Haoyue fell directly to the ground.

Fight……

Lying on the ground and looking at the sword light that was raining towards her, Jiao Haoyue roared in his heart, and punched out with both fists.

"Om..."

The powerful force of the two fists compressed the air in an instant, and they were thrown out directly, causing the air to form a gust of punching wind.

He smashed the sword light in front of him to pieces in an instant, but his legs were not so lucky.

The sword light pierced through his legs one by one, almost turning his legs into a hornet's nest.

The pain made Jiao Haoyue's heart tense, but just like that, Jiao Haoyue didn't make a sound at all.

At the same time, the two fists were thrown out at such a high speed that Jiao Haoyue's important parts were not injured at all.

If the upper body is not injured, it can survive. As for the legs, if it can survive, there must be a solution.

After the sword rain was over, Jiao Haoyue also stopped punching, supported the ground with both hands, and dragged her body to lean against a small stone beside her.

"puff……"

The moment of leaning on, maybe the moment of relief, Jiao Haoyue spurted out a mouthful of blood.

But Jiao Haoyue still didn't make any sound from the pain on her legs.

Facing Jiao Haoyue like this, Xiao Bei was a little surprised.

"It's surprising that you, a warrior without real energy, can have such strength. I really didn't expect to survive under Xiaoxiang's sword rain!
But you provoked someone you shouldn't have offended today, you have no choice but to die! "

When Xiao Bei said this, he suddenly changed the subject and said: "If you want to live, there is still a way. Cut off your legs yourself, and we won't care about you!"

"Hahaha~"

When Jiao Haoyue heard this, she looked up to the sky and laughed, looked at the people in front of her with incomparable arrogance, and said, "I haven't hit you today, but that doesn't mean I'm convinced of you. It's impossible for me to break my legs. I still have a breath, you don't want to leave here!"

In fact, this matter had nothing to do with Jiao Haoyue from the beginning, but Jiao Haoyue suddenly involved herself.

Up to now, Jiao Haoyue is no longer obsessed with saving people, but these people carelessly ignore human lives, which makes Jiao Haoyue very unhappy, let alone the fight, so let's fight to the end!

"Xiao Bei, stop talking nonsense with him and solve him, so we have to hurry!"

The leading senior sister Emei yelled at Xiaobei.

"Yes, Senior Sister..."

Xiaobei immediately agreed, pointed his sword at Jiao Haoyue, and said: "In this case, you can only die, little beggar!"

"I'm just saying it again, I'm not a beggar!" Jiao Haoyue roared angrily.

"Whoosh..."

Xiaobei didn't look at him, just waved his arm, pointed the long sword in his hand at Jiao Haoyue and stabbed out.

If there were no accidents, Jiao Haoyue would be [-]% certain to die under this sword.

Jiao Haoyue even closed her eyes directly, ready to accept death.

The frenzied punching just now was already overloaded, and now his arm seems to have been filled with lead and he can't lift it at all.

Needless to say, the two legs are natural!

It is impossible to move and dodge!
I'm sorry dad, my son will honor you in the next life!
Third young master, I'm sorry, I'm ashamed of you!

Thinking of this, Jiao Haoyue couldn't help showing a smile, and went to die calmly.

Death is not terrible, what is terrible is the fear of death!
"Den..."

But at a moment, a clear voice came out, Jiao Haoyue opened his eyes, and saw Chen Moyi standing in front of him.

Xiaobei's long sword was flicked on the blade by Chen Mo's finger, and the long sword turned around and flew back directly.

"Whoosh..."

The long sword came out through the air, with the sound of piercing the air, and directly pierced into the ground only a few centimeters away from Xiaobei's feet.

"Whoa..."

After piercing the ground, before everyone in Emei could react, a voice suddenly came out, and the long sword shattered and scattered on the ground in an instant.

Everyone in Emei was shocked when they saw this scene!
The long swords in the hands of the Emei disciples are all hammered from the black iron produced by Mount Emei. They are sharp and the blades are very difficult to break, let alone broken into pieces like glass.

"It's okay to kill people, but not to those who kill me!" Chen Mo looked at them and said lightly.

Immediately, all the Emei disciples felt the aura emanating from Chen Mo's body, and the bloody murderous aura made their bodies tremble uncontrollably.