Seeing Feng Jin's sword flying towards her, Mu Wange quickly twisted her wrist, and the slender whip-like body, like a lifelike little snake, quickly and firmly wrapped around the blade.
Feng Jin's longsword trembled violently, forcing her to retreat several steps. She barely managed to avoid the malevolent wind. She looked up at Mu Wange in astonishment and was immediately shocked. It seemed that she had underestimated this pampered young lady. The exquisite whip technique and the ruthless movement were enough to prove that the other party was no good!
Suddenly, she took a step forward, her light figure spinning and rushing through the air with the winding whip, as nimble and graceful as a banished immortal, her eyes constantly radiating a cold light.
Seeing Feng Jin suddenly fight so desperately, Mu Wange cursed inwardly. Her eyes blazed with anger as she glared at him fiercely. She used all her strength to throw the nine-section whip at Feng Jin, and the whip once again wrapped around the Jueying sword. Before she could think any further, she saw that the other party simply threw the sword away.
Mu Wange thought she had the victory in her grasp, and gradually revealed a smug look. She raised her beautiful eyebrows and chuckled softly, "How about it, Feng Jin, are you scared?"
"Afraid?" Feng Jin laughed coldly: "I've grown up and never known how to write the word 'afraid.' How about... you teach me step by step?"
This time, Mu Wange was completely enraged and roared, "Feng Jin, you're asking for death!"
After saying that, she aimed at Feng Jin's body and frantically swung her nine-section whip. Strong gusts of wind shook the surrounding trees, causing the walls and houses to nearly collapse, almost leveling the area within a hundred miles.
Feng Jin swiftly spun her graceful body, creating a beautiful curve. In a split second, she locked onto the nine-section whip that was flying wildly through the air. Taking advantage of its unpreparedness, she suddenly circled behind Mu Wange and kicked her hard in the buttocks with her right foot!
Mu Wange was thrown face-first to the ground, landing hard on her face.
Mu Beichen and Hua Mancheng, who had been watching the show from the sidelines, calmly observed everything, seemingly treating the battle between the two women as nothing more than a spectacle.
Seeing that their fight was getting fiercer and fiercer, Hua Mancheng finally couldn't hold back any longer and hurriedly said to Mu Beichen, "Why don't we go over and take a look, so that no one gets killed?"
Mu Beichen smiled nonchalantly: "It's alright, we'll talk about it later."
With his beautiful eyes half-closed, he gazed at Feng Jin's smug little face and his smile became even more wicked.
In terms of martial arts, these two women are almost equally skilled, both possessing top-tier abilities in whip techniques and swordsmanship. However, when it comes to using tricks and deception, he was certain that Mu Wange was no match for Feng Jin, which is why he had not yet made a move.
"You shameless bitch, how dare you use such underhanded tricks to ambush me!" Mu Wange got up from the ground in a fit of rage. She glared at Feng Jin, who was smiling, and was even more furious.
Feng Jin's laughter was as clear and melodious as a silver bell: "All's fair in war, haven't you heard of that? If you haven't, I don't mind teaching you step by step."
"you!"
Before she could finish speaking, the nine-section whip suddenly flew out of her hand. Taking advantage of her moment of inattention, Mu Wange aimed at her face and threw the nine-section whip away with great force!
Her vision was spun by the winding whip, and Feng Jin felt a sharp pain on her face. Blood splattered before her eyes, and a long gash appeared on her cheek from the whip!
"How bloody!" Hua Mancheng shook his head and sighed, "When this woman gets ruthless, she can be really creepy."
Just as he was about to turn around and discuss it with Mu Beichen, he saw that the other party had already rushed to Feng Jin.
Without hesitation, he tore a strip of cloth from the hem of his robe and shielded Feng Jin to his side. Mu Beichen stretched out his slender, white fingers and gently wiped the blood from her face. He frowned and said anxiously, "Ah Jin, bear with the pain for now. We'll bandage her properly when we get home."
"Actually, it's nothing serious, just a superficial injury." Feng Jin shook her head and smiled. At this moment, she and he only had eyes for each other, completely oblivious to everyone else around them.
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