Huashan, Huashan, Huashan again.
First it was Huashan Shangli, then Huashan Linghu Chong, and now there is Huashan Shang Jiuge.
Qianqing said that he had stabbed Huashan's nest, and anyone who came would have the prefix of Huashan.
Ning Huan glanced at Ning Tian: "If I remember correctly, you seem to have fought against this Huashan Shang Jiuge?"
Ning Tian nodded: "Yes, the disciple had a fight with this Huashan Shang Jiuge the night before yesterday. Her swordsmanship was indeed excellent, but except for the swordsmanship, everything else was ordinary. The disciple had already captured her. Next, I could offer it to Master, but I was rescued by the man who claimed to be Huashan Linghu Chong, and ultimately failed."
"What about the Huashan Linghu Chong martial arts?" Ning Huan looked at Ning Tian and continued to ask.
Although he didn't think that a Huashan Linghu Chong, whom he had never heard of before, could defeat him, since Ning Tian had seen the so-called Huashan Linghu Chong, he didn't mind learning about this Linghu Chong's martial arts skills.
After all, only if you know yourself and the enemy can you win every battle without hesitation.
"I'm ashamed to say it." Ning Tian looked at Ning Huan, clasped his fists and apologized, "My disciple doesn't know how good Huashan Linghu Chong's martial arts is."
With that said, Ning Tian briefly told Ning Huan what happened that day, that is, when Shang Jiuge and he were competing in swordsmanship moves, they were evenly matched, but Shang Jiuge was hit by his Qingfeng San and was about to collapse. , that Huashan Linghu conflict suddenly appeared, and was completely unaffected by his Qingfeng San, and his tricks were weird, which finally made him and Ning Xiao throw a rat weapon, and finally let him leave with Shang Jiuge.
After saying this, Ning Tian continued: "The disciple just fought against Shang Jiuge yesterday. She was the defeated general of the disciple. If we fight her again this time, the disciple will be able to capture her within fifty moves." Come and bring it to Master, and ask Master to allow me to come forward and fight."
Ning Huan glanced at Ning Tian: "Don't be careless, just go ahead."
Ning Tian nodded and bowed to Ning Huan, then turned around and walked out, leaving only Ning Xia and Ning Huan in the lobby with red sleeves.
Ning Huan looked at Ning Huan who was kneeling in front of him with interest: "I am very interested in who you met when you arrived in Luo City."
Ning Xia looked at the young boy in front of her, closed her mouth and said nothing.
Ning Huan laughed: "Anyway, I will kill them all, right in front of your eyes."
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Ning Tian waved his folding fan gently and walked through the corridor of Hong Xiu Zhao. When he came under the plaque of Hong Xiu Zhao, he saw a girl in white standing at the entrance of Hong Xiu Zhao.
Shang Jiuge, with white clothes and black hair, holding the Crimson Night Sword with a crimson blade, looked at Ning Tian coming out and couldn't help but be startled: "Where is Ning Huan?"
"You disturbed Master's peace, I came here to capture you and hand you over to Master for punishment." Ning Tian looked at Shang Jiuge and said with a smile: "Miss Shang, do you want to fight one round first to convince you? Or do you want to surrender directly so as not to suffer physical pain?"
Shang Jiuge looked at Ning Tian and sighed: "You couldn't beat me last night, okay? If it weren't for your Qingfengsan, I wouldn't have gotten into your trap. I was prepared this time, do you think you still can?" Is there any way?"
"I'm not interested in you. Just ask Ning Huan to come out. I want to try it." Shang Jiuge said seriously.
Looking at Shang Jiuge who was so confident, Ning Tian couldn't help but murmur in his heart. However, martial arts training was originally a gradual process. Ning Tian had already fought against Shang Jiuge yesterday and knew that Shang Jiuge was superb in swordsmanship, but in fact, his internal strength On a more normal note, although you may not be able to win in a fight with her, as long as you are careful, you can really protect yourself.
It would take at least three days of separation to be impressed, but now it's only one day. Ning Tian really doesn't believe Shang Jiuge's sudden changes.
"Young lady is my defeated general. If you want to see my master, you must at least pass my test first." Ning Tian laughed loudly, at the same time he closed his folding fan and suddenly attacked Shang Jiuge.
Shang Jiuge pointed her toes forward and swung back a foot lightly to avoid Ning Tian's attack. She stretched out one hand and showed the Fei Ye Sword in her hand: "What I have in my hand this time is Fei Ye." Ye Jian, I don’t plan to stay behind today, so there will be no martial arts competition, only a fight of life and death, with either death or injury.”
"Are you sure?" Shang Jiuge asked Ning Tian seriously.
Although Shang Jiuge's attitude was extremely sincere, Ning Tian only felt that the other party was deliberately making fun of him, and couldn't help but get angry: "Do you really think you can eat me for sure? Don't be too proud."
Saying this, Ning Tian opened the folding fan in the air, swept through thousands of troops, and slashed towards Shang Jiuge. This was the sword technique used by the folding fan. The sword was blown away with a fierce wind, and the momentum was like a rainbow.
Shang Jiuge did not retreat this time.
"I saw almost everything last time." Shang Jiuge said quietly.
While saying this, the girl faced the opponent's folding fan and also drew her sword. Feiye Sword pulled out the sword flower in Shang Jiuge's hand, shook it slightly, and then thrust straight forward.
Ning Tian was overjoyed when he saw this. His folding fan was his own unique weapon. It could be used as a short stick, sword or even a shield. It was unpredictable. Even Shang Jiuge's swordsmanship was still difficult to use under the changes of his folding fan. To win, Shang Jiuge did not rely on his exquisite swordsmanship to deal with him at this time, but actually stabbed him with a sword like an iron fool. Then Ning Tian really had several ways to make Shang Jiuge suffer.
At this time, he was originally sweeping with his fan, but then he changed his moves and struck Shang Jiuge's long sword diagonally with his fan body. At the same time, he took advantage of the situation to advance. This was because the sword's changes were limited. Shang Jiuge's moves were old, but Ning Tian could rely on them. The shape of the folding fan changes, and he uses completely unimaginable sword skills.
Shang Jiuge was fully focused at this time, her eyes were fixed on Ning Tian's movements. The moment Ning Tian's fan struck the long sword diagonally, the Fei Ye Sword in her hand swam along Ning Tian's fan like a fish. Going up, Ning Tian didn't touch the long sword at all. Just like an exquisite cooperation, Shang Jiuge's long sword slid upward along Ning Tian's folding fan, just avoiding Ning Tian's diagonal knock, and then struck again. The sword stabs.
Ning Tian only felt that his right arm was slightly cold.
Shang Jiuge stepped aside Ning Tian's folding fan and stabbed Ning Tian's arm with his sword. At the same time, the Feiye Sword shook slightly, and the sharp long sword instantly cut Ning Tian's right arm completely open. The opponent was holding the folding fan. His hands and arms flew towards the sky. Ning Tian's expression was full of surprise, and then he quickly retreated, covering his arms and retreating several feet away. He stared at Shang Jiuge in disbelief and shouted in pain: "How is it possible?"
"How can this be!"
Shang Jiuge sighed.
The blood beads on Feiye Sword did not slip off, but were absorbed into the sword body little by little, making it look even more coquettish and crimson.
"I told you, I've seen through your moves."
"But you don't believe it."
PS: Even though it’s late, it’s still the fifth update today, and this volume is indeed almost over.
