Who knows whether the two of them will be protected by invisible forces and cannot be killed, what if not?

"Use a sword!" Ding Xingqing snorted.

"Yes, use a sword." Jing Xiaomei nodded hurriedly.

The two quickly drew their swords and stabbed them in the heart.

However, the tip of the sword was blocked by an invisible force and it pierced the heart, unable to break their clothes.

"Let's come together!" Ding Xingqing gritted her teeth and said.

Jing Xiaomei returned the sword to its sheath, pressed Ding Xingqing's right palm, pressed the hilt of the sword with both palms, and then pressed down hard.

"Tsk!" The tip of the sword seemed to break through the invisible thick film, finally piercing his heart, and then he pulled it out fiercely.

Blood gushed out, but only a little blood gushed out, and there was no splash of hot blood as they had expected.

The two women looked at each other, feeling more and more strange.

Ding Xingqing snorted and said: "Taking the eyebrows!"

She placed the bloody sword tip between the burly young man's eyebrows, and the two of them pressed the sword hilts with their hands and pressed down hard at the same time.

"Bang!" The two women flew backwards, spraying a bloody arrow in the air.

"Let's go!" Ding Xingqing shouted softly, and the two women turned around and ran away without hesitation, preparing to escape back to their training ground.

The secret technique made them surge with energy and move as fast as the wind. They turned their heads from time to time, but did not see the two of them catching up.

After escaping back to a row of bamboo courtyards in one breath, he went directly to Ning Zhenzhen's courtyard. When he saw Ning Zhenzhen, he talked about his previous experiences.

Just after they finished speaking, the two of them lost strength and could not continue talking. They could only sit in the bamboo chairs aside and look at Ning Zhenzhen.

The yard where Ning Zhenzhen is located is surrounded by a bamboo fence, and a flower bed has been opened. A field of flowers has been moved from somewhere else, and is now blooming and competing for beauty.

There are five bamboo chairs placed beside the steps outside the courtyard, which are green and fresh.

Ning Zhenzhen sat in a bamboo chair and nodded gently: "We are in Master Fakong's dojo. It is a different world. It is different from the outside."

The two women looked confused.

Ning Zhenzhen said: "I can't explain the specifics. I can only say that it is different from the outside world. Don't be too surprised."

"But why can't we kill the two of them?" Ding Xingqing said: "It's too weird."

Jing Xiaomei nodded vigorously.

"Maybe this is the rule of the dojo." Ning Zhenzhen said: "You will gradually understand it in the future."

The so-called rules are the laws of heaven and earth, the laws of this world. Are there immortal rules in the laws of this dojo?
Chapter completed!