The aura of desolation danced in the field.
Yang Ning's eyes were solemn, Kong Sang Fist, this martial art has probably reached the high level of the spiritual level. Originally, he thought that Chai Yun would hold back, but now it seems that Chai Yun does not seem to be merciful to him.
The pressure around Yang Ning is getting stronger and stronger, and Yang Ning has to treat it carefully.
Yang Ning directly used the Chengyi Sword. The sword made a clear sound, and the gems on the sword shone brightly.
The pressure around me has been reduced a lot. Yang Ning's clothes danced in the wind.
The Thirteen Swords of Hunyuan.
Yang Ning finished in one go, and all thirteen swords came out. The Thirteen Swords of Hunyuan are also spiritual martial arts. Compared with Kongsang Fist, Yang Ning feels that they are a bit weaker. However, in the past three years, Yang Ning had not practiced the advanced martial arts in his previous life, so he had to use this sword skill. However, thirteen swords came out at once, sword shadows flying all over the sky, and the target of each sword was Chai Yun.
The Thirteen Swords of Hunyuan are composed of the most basic movements of sword skills, and are naturally very powerful. Now that Yang Ning has completed them in one go, they are even more powerful.
But Yang Ning's sword has not stopped yet.
Hunyuan unites.
Yang Ning wants to combine the Thirteen Hunyuan Swords into one sword.
Violent spiritual power surged within his body, and the Chengyi Sword swung across his chest.
His hands kept making marks one after another.
"What is this?" Chai Lin stroked his goatee, but before he put his hand down, his mouth opened.
"What kind of mark is this?" someone exclaimed, but they didn't expect Yang Ning to actually want to fight back.
"This seems to be a formation, right?" A well-informed staff member seemed to recognize Yang Ning's technique.
"Array?" Chai Lin was a little excited.
"It should be." The staff member just stared at Yang Ning's hands and finally confirmed.
"Formation?" Yang Qiong heard that what Yang Ning used was actually a formation, but how could Yang Ning know the formation? Yang Qiong's mind was filled with questions. Could it be that Yang Ning actually learned the formation during the past three years when he disappeared? Yang Qiong was not sure, but Yang Ning became more and more mysterious in Yang Qiong's heart.
"What is a formation?" Bai Buling couldn't help but ask after hearing Yang Qiong's voice and contacting the mark that Yang Ning had just used.
"The formations are ever-changing. As for the formations set up by cultivators, they have not been seen in Qushan City for many years. I can't wait to see them today. It's really a life worth living." One of the many staff members sighed. Although there are many military formations in the army, compared with the formations deployed by the formation masters among practitioners, they seem a bit low-level.
Formation master is a general term for this type of people. And Chen Yan is a formation master, and also a formation master.
"What kind of formation is this?" someone asked, hoping to get an answer, but after a while, no relevant answer was heard. It's not that the formation is so powerful, but that they have never seen it before.
Yang Ning formed a seal, and the Chengyi Sword on his chest floated faintly. As Yang Ning made more and more marks, the power of thunder and lightning appeared on the sword body.
After an appointment over a cup of tea, Yang Ning finally completed the seal formation.
In the Chengyi Sword, thunder light flashed, and the space struck made a "sizzling" sound.
"Master Chai, let's make a move, I'm ready." Yang Ning just focused on using the formation and had no idea about the many staff on the periphery.
Casting the formation is already very laborious, and this is Yang Ning's experience in studying Chen Yan for three years, and he finally realized this. The only thing Yang Ning can display now is this thunder array. This is because he has thunder power in the first level of the mountain viewing realm. Otherwise, Yang Ning is really worried about whether he can cast the thunder array.
It turns out that Yang Ning has entered the realm of mountains beyond the mountains, but the effort and energy consumed by using the thunder formation has nothing to do with strength. Yang Ning's face was a little pale, and she stared at Chai Yun with heavy eyes.
So strong.
Yang Ning sighed in her heart. Yang Ning was a little worried about such a majestic desolate power.
"It's too late for you to regret it now." Chai Yun was a little surprised by Yang Ning's trump card. Chai Yun was also very satisfied with Yang Ning. Not only did this son understand the legendary realm, the realm of mountains beyond mountains, but now it seems that he is also a Taoist formation master. Taoist formation masters, not only in Qushan City, but also in Liuyun Kingdom, there probably aren’t many Taoist formation masters. Chai Yun thought to himself, and was increasingly looking forward to Yang Ning's strength.
Chai Yun thought as the spiritual power in his fist increased.
"You take action." Yang Ning said lightly. The hands on his chest were holding Yuan, and the sword lights flying in the air finally merged into a sword at this moment.
Hunyuan sword.
With the blessing of the thunder array, they finally became one.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Yang Ning's mouth, and her face was pale.
"Yang Ning, are you okay?" Yang Qiong, not far from Yang Ning, asked with concern.
Yang Ning shook his head and said nothing.
"So strong..."
The eyes of many staff members were dumbfounded. At the moment when Hunyuan Yijian was successfully condensed, they all moved their voices involuntarily.
"Can you do it?" A bold staff member asked Chai Lin.
Chai Lin shook his head.
"Is this a blow that can be delivered at the sixth level?" Chai Lin murmured to himself. Then he shook his head and asked himself that he definitely couldn't do it. Unexpectedly, he accidentally recruited such a staff member. Chai Lin was a little excited, but on second thought, Yang Ning and Yang Qiong's enemies felt a little worried.
At this moment, Chai Yun moved.
Chai Yun was extremely fast. In less than a breath, he rushed to a distance of five feet from Yang Ning and punched him.
Yang Ning and Chai Yun were six feet apart. You can imagine how strong Chai Yun was.
At the same time as Chai Yun moved, Yang Ning was also unceremonious. He picked up the Chengyi Sword with both hands and pushed it forward.
In an instant, a ten-foot-long sword shot out through the Chengyi Sword.
The power of desolation brought up the green bricks on the ground, making a rumbling sound.
The sword light carrying the spiritual power of thunder and lightning seemed not to be affected in any way, and its target was pointed directly in the direction from which Chai Yun attacked.
The figures around him staggered. He was forced back by the momentum of the two men. Especially Yang Qiong, because he was too close to Yang Ning, he had to send out spiritual power to resist the momentum of the two. Even so, Yang Qiong was forced back four to five feet before he stabilized his figure.
Chai Yun's expression also changed at this moment.
He did not expect that Yang Ning's sword, with the blessing of the formation, would be so terrifying.
Hunyuan sword.
Wrap Yang Ning's whole body and shoot away.
boom……
Everyone around fell down.
Yang Qiong was caught off guard and was rushed forward, with a hint of red flowing out of the corner of his mouth.
Even the ground shook.
The agitated green bricks turned into pieces and shattered all over the ground.
Among the many staff members, many were crooked, and some with weak cultivation even sat directly on the ground.
Fortunately, they were far away from each other at the beginning, otherwise they might have suffered serious internal injuries in the aftermath, even if they didn't die.
Everyone hurriedly stabilized their bodies and looked towards the center of the training ground.
The scene between the two of them was frozen.
Yang Ning pressed his sword against Chai Yun's fist.
Two awe-inspiring auras confront each other.
Yang Ning's clothes had turned into strips, her face was as pale as white paper, and a smear of blood from the corner of her mouth was left on her chin.
Tick tock.
fell to the ground.
The Chengyi Sword in Yang Ning's hand firmly resisted Chai Yun's fist, preventing the power of desolation from invading. Yang Ning's long hair was flying, and lightning flashed in the Chengyi sword.
As for the sword light emitted by the Chengyi Sword, it had been shattered by the Kongsang Fist.
Chai Yun also had a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, but compared to Yang Ning, his clothes were still neat and his face was wet. It was obvious that he had not finished breathing.
Zizzi.
There was still a sound coming from where the sword tip and fist collided.
And where the fist touched the tip of the sword, there was a faint burnt blackness.
However, the duel between the two is not over yet.
No one has reacted yet.
There was another loud noise on the field.
boom……
In an instant, the loess surged, and sand and rocks flew.
The loess undulates and the gravel dances.
"Everyone, hide quickly..." Chai Lin shouted hurriedly, his voice fading away.
Among the people, some people were hit by the dancing gravel and fell down before they could recover.
Even Bai Biaoke and Baibuling, who had already hid far away, felt the spiritual power raging on the field. The two of them turned pale with fear, and beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads.
Bai Buling subconsciously touched his neck, looking nervous, and murmured to himself: "Fortunately, I didn't do anything, fortunately, I didn't do anything, fortunately, I didn't do anything."
Baibuling said it three times in a row before closing his mouth. My heart was filled with ups and downs, and then I patted my chest. Coupled with the mane all over Bai Ling's face, it looks a bit funny.
The white escort next to him also had the same expression, looking at the field where loess was flying as if he had survived a disaster.
boom.
There was a sound of landing.
"Yang Ning, how are you?" Yang Qiong's voice came from the flying loess.
Then……
No reply.
Then came Yang Qiong's impatient voice.
After about five breaths, the flying loess finally fell.
A pit appeared in the center of the martial arts training ground.
I saw Yang Qiong holding Yang Ning, and Yang Ning's lower body was lying on the ground.
"You must not die..." Yang Qiong's cry was heard. His eyes were blood red, and the corners of his eyes were actually moist.
"I...it's okay..." A faint voice came faintly. It was from Yang Ning in Yang Qiong's arms.
On the other hand, Chai Yun's feet were sunk deep into the soil and one arm was hanging low. On the hanging hand, there was a charred black lump the size of a thumb, and the surrounding area was red. In the middle of the charred black area, there was a line of blood, dripping non-stop.
"Master?" Chai Lin was the first to react, quickly walked to Chai Yun, and asked with concern.
Chai Yun took a breath, and his face gradually recovered. He pulled his feet out of the soil, patted the dust on his body, and said softly: "You should take a look at that boy first."
Chai Yun said, adjusting his clothes.
"Still alive, it's good to be alive, it's good to be alive..." Yang Qiong burst into tears and smiled. I was really worried just now, afraid that Yang Ning would have an accident.
With Chai Yun's punch just now, Yang Qiong felt that Yang Ning was dead. If that was the case, Yang Qiong really didn't know what to do. Now that he saw that Yang Ning was still alive, the worries in his heart finally came to an end.
"Little brother, are you okay?" Chai Lin walked to Yang Qiong and Yang Ning and asked. For Yang Ning, Chai Lin can be said to admire him very much. He has already achieved such cultivation at such a young age. Now it seems that Yang Ning has won the bet between Chai Yun and Yang Ning. Therefore, Chai Lin is very happy and feels lucky for his own vision. If a person with such ability helps the Chai family, it will be a good thing for the Chai family. It's like giving help when it's time.
"Fortunately, I'm just a little weak." Yang Ning was weak. The move just now was the strongest blow he could send, but in the end it was blocked by Chai Yun. Looking at Chai Yun's figure, although he was slightly injured, , but for Chai Yun, it doesn't matter.
"Master Chai, I win." Yang Ning struggled and shouted. What followed was a cough from Yang Ning.
