"Why don't you go outside and watch the fun?" His voice was a little hoarse.
Yang Ning didn't even have time to refuse, this man sat opposite Yang Ning.
"You can also see clearly from here." Yang Ning answered simply. Don't even ask about this person's impoliteness.
The person who came here still had long hair covering half of his face, and his clear face could not be seen.
From the exposed half of his face, it can be seen that his face is a little gloomy, even a little vicissitudes of life.
The man watched the fight in the square outside and said nothing. The two of them seemed to have agreed to deal with silence in silence.
Although Junior Sister Li was one against two outside, she was still able to do it with ease. She could even launch a killing move unexpectedly in between moves.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them exchanged hundreds of moves.
The two took turns to resist, making Junior Sister Li too tired to cope with it, and she began to feel helpless.
Canglan Sect's famous unique skill is Yulingjiwu. And this junior sister Li is obviously close to Dacheng. If not, how could it persist for such a long time in the hands of two practitioners at the eighth level of the Mountain Viewing Realm.
On the second floor of Baofeng Tower, there were only two people sitting in the more than 100 pavilion seats, which seemed a bit empty.
Suddenly, the man sitting opposite Yang Ning spoke.
His voice was still hoarse: "I didn't expect that my junior sister Yu Lingwu is close to completion. It seems that this talent is really worthless."
Yang Ning was stunned. She didn't expect that the person opposite was also from the Canglan Sect, and judging from the way he was dressed, he should be a disciple.
Yang Ning thought carefully about what he knew about the Canglan Sect and finally found the answer.
Yang Ning couldn't help but look at the man's hand, and she found something different from ordinary people.
The man's hands were rough, and there were even thick calluses in some places, but he could vaguely feel the strong spiritual power reverberating between his hands.
He Kongyou, the six-dragon monument tearer of Canglan Eight Dragons.
Unexpectedly, it was him.
Yang Ning was surprised. It is said that He Kongyou is like a divine dragon. The divine dragon sees its head but not its tail. Unexpectedly, his temporary plan actually led this big man out.
"Oh, I forgot." The man seemed to realize that he had said something wrong, and he blamed himself a little. He glanced at Yang Ning, and finally said nonchalantly: "I guess you have already guessed who I am."
The man seemed to have strong self-confidence, confident that Yang Ning could see his identity.
"Not bad." Yang Ning replied simply.
He Kongyou stopped watching the fight in the square, because his junior brother Jia Shiyi was there and there would be no trouble.
Hekongyou straightened the messy hair on his head, but half of his face was still half his face, and his hoarse voice was a little low: "I guess you want to lure my Canglan sect out, right?"
He Kongyou's words were very straightforward, without any euphemism, and even a little aggressive.
As he finished speaking, one of He Kongyou's eyes shot out a compelling light, as if he had seen through Yang Ning.
The Chengyi Sword was still on the table, lying quietly.
Yang Ning gently fed a mouthful of food into his mouth and said at the same time: "Why do you see it?"
Yang Ning neither admitted nor denied.
Hekongyou was not polite. He took the wine bottle from the table, poured himself a glass, and said, "It seems that you don't know much about Canglan Sect's status in Yuci."
He Kongyou did not explain, but instead talked about the status of Canglan Sect.
"oh?"
Hekongyou poured the wine from the wine poison into his mouth and said: "Canglan Sect, the first sect in Yuci, and the top sect in the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, does not bother to do some things. of."
Some of the things He Kongyou said are what are happening in Baofeng City now.
He Kongyou continued: "Although your goal was achieved and you successfully led us out, but now..." He Kongyou looked back at the surroundings, and there were only two people.
He Kongyou's meaning is very obvious, that is, you only have one person, and your strength is still very low.
Yang Ning did not move, but looked out the window.
A breeze blew by, lifting the hair covering He Kongyou's face, revealing a haggard and extremely hungry face. His face was very resolute, which didn't match his complexion.
Yang Ning said softly: "Your junior sister looks much stronger than your so-called Canglan Eight Dragons."
"Oh? Really?" He Kongyou didn't expect that Yang Ning would change the topic. He didn't understand this. He looked at Yang Ning's face in confusion and found that Yang Ning was still calm as usual.
Yang Ning continued to watch the battle, not wanting to look at He Kongyou, and said, "Isn't it?"
He Kongyou seemed to be very angry at Yang Ning's rhetorical question, and the spiritual power fluctuations in his hands became a little stronger without realizing it.
At this time, Yang Ning's eyes returned, staring at He Kongyou's hand, and said: "Look, isn't this an example..."
He Kongyou's state of mind was broken by Yang Ning, and he finally couldn't bear it any longer. He said in a hoarse voice, "Who are you? What's your plan to lure people from Canglan Sect to show up?"
"Look, you're angry. What you just showed is nothing compared to who you are now..."
Yang Ning shook her head, took a mouthful of vegetables, and started chewing.
He Kongyou made a palm with his hand and slapped it towards the table in the pavilion.
boom……
However, no sound of the table breaking was heard.
He Kongyou held one hand with the other, his face looking a little painful.
"If you want to take action, please go outside, otherwise don't blame me for being rude." The voice was elusive, and no one knew where it came from. Everything seemed a bit illusory, but it was heard clearly.
"Yes." He Kongyou ignored the pain in his hand, stood up hurriedly, and said respectfully.
After a long time of no response, He Kongyou straightened up.
"Please." He Kongyou made a gesture of invitation and said to Yang Ning.
Yang Ning shook his head.
"What? You led me, Canglan Sect, to appear. Now that we have appeared, why should we draw a line..." He Kongyou was already furious.
Yang Ning took his time, tasting the dishes on the table, and said leisurely: "That's it for Canglan Eight Dragons."
After saying that, Yang Ning stood up and picked up the sword on the table.
"Let's go, let's see the power of your tablet tearing hand." Yang Ning walked slowly downstairs.
He Kongyou fell into endless suspicion: "Who is this person?" and finally followed.
A lot of people gathered in the square because Baofeng City was in an uproar today due to a letter from the Canglan Sect. Of course, most of them were watching the excitement.
No one paid attention to the two people who came out of Baofeng Tower. Junior Sister Li and the two of them on the field were still fighting.
"Sixth Brother." Jia Shiyi noticed He Kongyou walking out.
Because today, in order to explore a letter, Canglan Sect decided to split into two groups, Jia Shiyi and He Kongyou, to find the root cause.
Now that He Kongyou walks out of Baofeng Tower, it means that the result has been achieved. Jia Shiyi had some curiosity on his face.
Because He Kongyou was following someone to the square.
"Junior brother, please let the little junior sister stop." He Kongyou said to Jia Shiyi, and nodded at the same time, indicating that he already knew the root cause.
Jia Shiyi also nodded and shouted to the field: "Junior Sister Li, it's okay."
Junior Sister Li kicked out from the air, and a line of spiritual power turned into a half-foot footprint and flew towards the two of them.
Hearing his senior brother call him, he said softly: "Eighth senior brother, please let me play for a while." Junior sister Li did not pay attention to He Kongyou's arrival.
"Little junior sister, don't be playful." He Kongyou's hoarse voice echoed.
"I told you not to call me Xiao..." Junior Sister Li seemed to have clearly heard the source of the voice, and stopped hurriedly, withdrew her spiritual power, stepped back a few steps, and hurriedly bowed and said: "Greetings to Sixth Senior Brother."
Junior sister Li seems to respect He Kongyou very much.
"Yes." He Kongyou waved his hand and said, "Little junior sister, please step back."
Junior Sister Li had no choice but to walk next to Jia Shiyi, with a look in her eyes that she didn't have enough fun.
He Kongyou was also helpless. He loved and loved his little junior sister, but he just couldn't practice with all his heart. However, his senior uncle did not restrain her and allowed her to run wild.
"Hey." He Kongyou sighed, turned to Yang Ning, and said, "Please."
Yang Ning didn't say anything, and walked directly to the center of the square with Chengyi Sword in hand.
"Who is this person?"
"The other person seems to be He Kongyou from Canglan Eight Dragons."
…
Countless speculations surrounding it.
Yang Ning did not hide his clumsiness, he just drew out the Chengyi Sword, and an ethereal sword intention emanated from the sword body.
"Is this?" Jia Shiyi's eyes were a little unbelievable.
"What's wrong, Eighth Senior Brother?" Junior Sister Li asked.
Jia Shiyi looked intently at the sword intent emitted by Yang Ning's Chengyi Sword, and said softly: "This seems to be Chuyun's sword intent..." but he was not sure.
Junior Sister Li heard it very clearly: "Chuyun Sword Sect?"
"Yeah." Jia Shiyi nodded.
"But Chuyun Sword Sect is not born, how could it be?" Junior Sister Li was puzzled.
"It seems that this person must have extraordinary cultivation." Jia Shiyi said: "Otherwise, with the character of the Chuyun Sword Sect, he would not have been born."
Junior Sister Li nodded, knowing a little about the rules of Chuyun Sword Sect.
He Kongyou's spiritual power fluctuated in his hands, staring at Yang Ning's sword.
He Kongyou said: "It's a bit surprising to me. I didn't expect that he was from the Chuyun Sword Sect."
Yang Ning's voice was low: "Accident? I wonder if your monument tearing hand can surprise me?"
"You will get your wish." He Kongyou's hands glowed with a faint golden light.
"Chu Yun Sword Sect?" Hearing He Kongyou's voice, the people around him began to whisper.
"More than ten years ago, the Chuyun Sword Sect announced that they would never be born easily because of their sword defeat by the Canglan Sect. Unexpectedly, this time they would not keep their promise."
"Looking at the surging sword intent of this man, I think the Chuyun Sword Sect is about to be born."
However, the two people who had just ended the battle came to the crowd with their eyes fixed on Yang Ning's sword.
"Chu Yun Sword Sect? How could it be? Did the sect send someone here?" One of them asked the person next to him.
The two of them were a little pale because they had just gone through a big battle and had consumed a lot of energy.
The other person shook his head.
"But the sword intention on his body is clearly the Chuyun Sword Intention of my Sword Sect. Could it be that he is really a secret sect within our sect?"
The two of them fell into puzzled speculation and watched the situation on the field.
It turns out that the two of them were talking about Canglan Sect in Baofeng Tower for a reason.
Because the two of them are disciples of Chuyun Sword Sect.
At this time, Yang Ning looked a little arrogant, even contemptuous, staring at He Kongyou's hands.
Yang Ning's cultivation level is only the eighth level of Guanshan Realm, but no one dares to look down upon him because Yang Ning is a swordsman.
Even if He Kongyou was hailed as the Eight Dragons of Canglan, he would not dare to look down upon him in the slightest.
Between his hands, the golden light became more and more dazzling, even a little dazzling.
"It seems that you are not good at tearing up monuments." Yang Ning chanted lightly with his sword, and swung it out, and a wisp of sword light shot out.
He Kongyou made palms with his hands and clap his palms twice in a row.
One palm sword light, one palm Yang Ning.
Ding.
The clear sound sounded like sword light striking metal.
At the same time, Yang Ning moved a step laterally, and the golden palm passed by, and finally dissipated between heaven and earth.
"The monument tearer is nothing more than that." Yang Ning smiled contemptuously. Chu Yun's sword intent emerged, and Yang Ning's figure flew up in an instant.
He jumped nearly three feet in the air, and a sword fell from the air.
"Is this Chuyun Chengfeng?" Junior Sister Li asked, her eyes were a little strange, but no one noticed as they were all attracted by the artistic conception released by Yang Ning.
Jia Shiyi was also in disbelief, and finally nodded.
The younger generation knew very little about Chuyun Sword Sect. They only knew that among the unique skills of Chuyun Sword Sect, there was a move called Chuyun Chengfeng. Unexpectedly, they saw it with their own eyes today, but it was a different scene.
There seemed to be a flash of fanaticism in Junior Sister Li's eyes. Although Junior Sister Li has joined the Canglan Sect and has nearly completed her cultivation of the Canglan Sect's Spirit Controlling Materials, she still has an inexplicable obsession with swordsmen.
Regarding this, Junior Sister Li herself doesn’t know, it’s like a subconscious thing deep in her heart.
