My Wife Is a Transmigrated Master Cultivator

Chapter 1290: Why is it impossible?

  Chapter 1290 Why is it impossible?

  However, Sun Ding did not let the Jinta succeed. In a panic, he once again triggered an attack on the long sword and temporarily repelled the Jinta.

   "There is one last chance, let's see how my uncle waits to teach you how to be a man!"

  The gold pagoda that was repulsed, not only was not discouraged, but had a tendency to become more courageous in the war.

  Of course, it was still an angry roar in the ears of Sun Ding and others.

Cao Fei'er saw that the situation was wrong and wanted to rush to help. After all, if something happened to Sun Ding, she would definitely not have a good life.

  Just as soon as she moved, she suddenly thought of something. The direction under her feet suddenly changed, and she flew towards Lu Zijia instead.

   Lu Zijia, who had been vigilant, noticed it almost the moment Cao Fei'er moved, but he didn't panic at all.

   Cao Fei'er saw Lu Zijia spot her, her speed increased without decreasing, and at the same time she drew out the sharp long sword in her hand and slashed Lu Zijia's fragile neck fiercely.

"go to hell!"

   Cao Fei'er spoke to Lu Zijia silently, her apricot eyes full of crazy colors.

   Perceiving that Cao Fei'er's long sword also hides an eighth-level Guwu attack, Lu Zijia is slightly surprised.

   However, I remembered that although Cao Fei'er is an illegitimate daughter, she still has a suzerain father, plus the status of climbing Sun Ding, it is normal to have a life-saving trump card.

  While thinking in her heart, Lu Zijia's figure instantly moved and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

  Looking at the disappearing figure in an instant, Cao Fei'er was suddenly shocked, and the attack that could be triggered could not be recovered.

   "Boom——"

  The ground where Lu Zijia was originally located was suddenly cut into a deep hole. It can be seen that if Lu Zijia was struck, he would be either dead or injured.

  At this moment, Lu Zijia's figure suddenly appeared behind Cao Fei'er.

   Cao Fei'er suddenly seemed to feel something, with a look of panic trying to escape from the place.

  But Lu Zijia didn't give her this opportunity at all, and raised his hand to shoot a palm suddenly.

   "Puff——Boom——"

   Cao Feier couldn't escape, she stubbornly took a slap on her back, a mouthful of blood burst out, and then she slammed her face down on the ground.

   "Puff—cough cough cough—"

  Cao Feier's face was painful and distorted, she wanted to get up hard, but she didn't want to hold back a spurt of blood, she was really embarrassed.

   "Impossible, impossible!"

  After trying several times, Cao Fei'er, who couldn't get up from the ground, had crimson eyes and craziness. She didn't want to believe that Lu Zijia was capable of avoiding the attacks of the eighth-level Guwu warriors.

  Lu Zijia walked to Cao Fei'er, knelt down, and asked with a smile, "Why is it impossible?"

  She is also an eighth-level qi cultivator anyway. If she can't even avoid the attacks of an eighth-level martial artist, then she is really a cultivator.

   "You are only an ancient martial artist at the seventh level, how can you escape the attack of the eighth level martial artist? You, you must have some secret, you must have a secret!"

  Two years ago, Cao Feier lost against Lu Zijia. Two years later, she failed again. This made her unwillingness and resentment even worse, and the madness in her eyes almost made her lose her mind completely.

  I have to say, Cao Feier said it casually, she really guessed it, she did have a secret, but she would only admit it if she was stupid.

   Even in the martial arts world now, no one is an opponent of her and her own man. The experience of being chased and killed by the whole people should be something that no one would like?

  (End of this chapter)