章節 4777: The Bitter Lotus Dao

Cui Jing was furious. He growled and flew toward Jian Wushuang again.

This time, he did not dodge and fought with his sword.

Jian Wushuang, who had already mastered his Sword Intent, was confident that as long as Cui Jing did not purposely seek death, he would not be hurt at all.

The more they fought, the more shocked Cui Jing became. Although he was eager to win, he was not a reckless person. How could he not notice that Jian Wushuang, who was fighting with him, did not use Yan power at all? He was only relying on a True Sword to fight back and forth.

What kind of strength did he have to be able to do this?

The True Sword stabbed continuously, forcing Cui Jing to retreat step by step. At the same time, Jian Wushuang suddenly bent over, changed the sword hilt, and suddenly whipped the body of the True Sword on Cui Jing's body.

There was a sharp pain in his stomach, and then Cui Jing's whole body flew out and fell heavily on the ground.