Yang Ning opened the door and appeared in the yard. Seeing that everyone in the ancient sword building had gathered, everyone looked a little surprised.
Because Yang Ning was really too sensitive at this time.
Who is the one who is the first to stand out? Not only Yang Ning, but also the disciples of the Ancient Blade Tower are also curious.
The door of the house was opened, and one person stood alone. However, not far away, many eyes had gathered, and they were all watching.
"You are..." Yang Ning's eyes suddenly condensed because he recognized the person, "Hu Yanzhuo..."
"Sure enough, it's you..." Hu Yanzhuo was also a little surprised, but soon, the hatred in his eyes appeared, taking over the surprised expression.
Hu Yanzhuo, an outstanding disciple of the Canglan Sect of the Yuci Empire, met Yang Ning at the burial ground of Chen Yan.
But at this time, Yang Ning was full of questions. As an outstanding disciple of the Canglan Sect, he must have a good character. How could he come to find me during this sensitive period? And judging by his attitude, it seemed that he had some irresolvable grudge with him. What was going on?
Just when Yang Ning was suspicious, Hu Yanzhuo spoke.
"The revenge for killing my father is irreconcilable. Yang Ning should die..."
As he said that, Hu Yanzhuo clenched his fists, and there was a faint flash of lightning, and his eyes were like torches, staring directly at Yang Ning, with murderous intent surging, and his aura was firmly locked on Yang Ning.
"What?" Yang Ning recalled her memories and had no idea what Hu Yanzhuo was saying. Why didn't she know when she killed Hu Yanzhuo's father?
Yang Ning asked: "Hu Yanzhuo, what exactly is the revenge for killing my father that you mentioned?"
"Why, your hands are covered with donated blood, and you don't even know who you killed?" Hu Yanzhuo's anger was soaring to the sky, and it had reached the extreme. His whole body was illuminated by lightning, like a dark cloud, and as it came, This is the eve of the storm.
Yang Ning didn't understand what Hu Yanzhuo was talking about at all. He was dealing with the Yuci Empire, that is, when he went to the Gale Camp, but all the way down, that is, when Zhao Dongyan launched the final general attack, he killed people with formations, but At that time, Yang Ning had never killed anyone named Hu Yan?
"Hu Yanzhuo, I don't know who your father is, but I am sure that I have never killed anyone with the surname Hu Yan..."
It's not that Yang Ning doesn't want to admit his fault, it's just because in this special period, his identity is too sensitive. Although the final trouble may still be unavoidable, Yang Ning doesn't want to completely blow it up in this way.
Hu Yanzhuo seemed to have lost his patience. The thunder light rubbed against his fists, making a "hissing" sound, which made people shudder under the autumn wind.
Hu Yanzhuo said coldly: "Under the character '乂' that day, the most elite cavalry from my Yuci was commanded by my father. Why have you forgotten?"
Hu Yanzhuo was on the verge of going berserk, and there was a dark cloud above his head, which seemed to be rotating and erupting according to his mood...
"You mean..." Yang Ning seemed to have recalled something and immediately understood the so-called father's hatred. He nodded and continued: "On the battlefield, swords have no eyes. Yes, if that person is your father, he is indeed I am the one who killed him."
Yang Ning did not deny it. After all, killing someone is killing someone. What's more, the stance was different at the time. If he had been merciful at that time, I am afraid that not only himself, but also the current Qushan City and even Liuyun Kingdom would have become the Yuci Empire. territory.
"Since you have admitted it, prepare to die..." Hu Yanzhuo's fist rubbed in the air, and the morning breeze was like a fire, slowly becoming manic, as if it could ignite a sea of fire at any time. Faintly, bursts of thunderous light could be seen.
"Is this the most famous Thunderous Nine Heavens of Canglan Sect?"
"should be……"
"Amazing……"
"Looking at this posture, Hu Yanzhuo is probably about to break through the mountain-building realm..."
"Can Yang Ning block this?"
…
There were more and more cultivators around, and in less than a quarter of an hour, the fifth street and alley were already completely surrounded.
As for why Hu Yanzhuo came to Yang Ning, they never cared about this issue. They only focused on the Nine Secrets.
"Death?" Yang Ning sneered and said, "No way..."
Suddenly, a disciple from the Ancient Dao Tower stepped forward, it was Dao Tu back then.
"Hu Yanzhuo, what do you mean?"
Dao Tu was more familiar with Hu Yanzhuo. Although in terms of talent, Hu Yanzhuo is slightly higher than Dao Tu, his cultivation level is almost the same. He exudes the same aura and pushes forward.
"What do you mean?" Hu Yanzhuo was very cold and replied: "Revenge for killing my father, what do you mean?"
"Revenge for killing your father?" Dao Tu's face was like a knife, but at this moment, he looked at Hu Yanzhuo with a mocking look in his eyes and said: "On the battlefield, it's life and death. What's more, it's still a battlefield. If everyone is like you, then your father must have died thousands of times, right? You must know that the men of Liuyun Kingdom are definitely not cowards..."
As he finished speaking, the surroundings began to discuss.
"Yes, a battlefield is a battlefield after all..."
"Yu Ci Dongjin, I don't know how many good men of Liuyun Kingdom have been killed in these years. If everyone is like this, your father may have died thousands of times..."
"You still have the nerve to avenge such a grudge?"
…
As the discussion continued, Hu Yanzhuo's eyes became colder, as if a thousand words were all falling on deaf ears and would not reach his ears at all.
"As a son of man, my father's enmity is my father's enmity..."
The thunder was rolling, and his face was like a dark cloud, with lightning ringing around him. It erupted in an instant, and his face was twisted, as if he was possessed by a demon.
Yang Ning knew that Hu Yanzhuo was close to becoming a demon, and said: "Brother Dao Tu, step back..." Then he took two steps forward and stared at Hu Yanzhuo.
"Yang Ning..." Dao Tu shouted, but Yang Ning did not look back.
"Yang Ning, you..." Yang Pi also reminded. The hatred is as deep as the sea. As a son of a man, Yang Pi understands Hu Yanzhuo's mood, but at this time, Yang Ning is really involved, and a single move can affect the whole body. A move means the beginning of chaos.
"Brother Pizi, this chaos will eventually begin..." Yang Ning turned around, glanced at Yang Pi, and then took out the Chengyi Sword.
Canglang.
A sound represented Yang Ning's attitude.
"Suffer death..."
Thunder flashes, like a dragon, surging first as the fist is released.
"Thunder moves the sky..."
All the hatred, all the hatred, struck out with this punch. For a moment, the entire street seemed to be submerged by this sea of thunder.
"Finally someone took action..."
"After being depressed for several days, someone finally started the first battle..."
"Let's cause chaos, so that I can get better..."
"It finally became chaotic, haha..."
…
Throughout Qushan City, the eyes of countless cultivators were focused on the houses on the fifth street, waiting for the outcome of this battle.
"The Nine Secret Skills, I'm so excited just thinking about it..."
This is the voice of countless people, and it is also the voice of countless forces throughout the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya.
With the first light of the morning, the explosive barrel was finally ignited.
"Unexpectedly, the chaos finally started..."
Su Anyuan from the City Lord's Mansion was all focused on the fifth street. He patted his forehead, which was getting more and more headache-inducing.
"The chaos finally began..."
Qing Mi and Qu Shanrong were also in a corner, their faces full of excitement.
In an unknown corner, a middle-aged man wearing linen clothes with stern eyes felt the disturbance in Qushan City and said: "Finally, this place has been blown up..."
Hu Yanzhuo used all his strength to act, making countless people look at him.
"The Canglan Sect is worthy of being the country-protecting sect of the Yuci Empire..."
"What can the Protector Sect do? After all, they still don't know right from wrong..." This was the disciple of Gu Daolou scolding him.
"What a Canglan Sect, what a shameless person..." This is the defense of the Liuyun Kingdom's forces.
Everyone knows that the purpose of all this is for the Nine Secrets.
Hunyuan sword.
From the beginning, Yang Ning was at his peak, because he discovered that Hu Yanzhuo, in an almost demonic state, was as strong as a mountain-building expert, and he did not dare to be careless at all.
The sword intent followed the sword body and burst out, meeting the thunder.
Snapped……
The collision was like a bolt from the blue, completely setting the entire street on fire.
The thunder was rolling, the sword intent was like a tide, and the fight was fierce for a while.
Yang Pi holds the Silver Moon Scimitar in his hand and is always on guard. If there is any trouble around him, he will take action as soon as possible.
Dao Tu held a long black knife in his hand, leaning on the ground, and was always ready.
In front of the door of the house, the people watching the battle retreated one after another, but the sword intent and the thunder were like two bottomless pits. When everyone retreated, they entered... Seeing that nearly ten feet of open space had been opened up, but they were still venting...
"I'm afraid these two people already have the fighting power of a mountain-building realm expert..."
"A father's hatred finally ignited the chaos. Let's see who can have the last laugh..."
Hu Yanzhuo's face was solemn. Although he was irrational, he had to do it because the hatred in his heart had blinded his eyes. If he could not overcome this difficulty, his cultivation career would not be able to progress.
While thinking, he danced with a fist, and a dark black lightning covered the sky and struck towards the light and shadow in the middle. At the same time, his feet were not idle either. He struck with a sweeping blow, aimed at Yang Ning's sword, and kicked it up.
The thunder rolled like waves, creating waves of wind and waves. Rushing towards Yang Ning.
"Hmph..." Yang Ning was in the middle and felt like he was being beaten. However, Yang Ning was not afraid. The sword in his hand became even brighter. A sword intention lingered three feet around him. When he saw Hu Yanzhuo To attack, he swiped his long sword, leaving a sharp sword light in the air, and went straight to meet him.
crackle...
The two of them each retreated more than two feet, leaving a scorched black spot on the spot. The thunderous intent lingered for a long time, and the sword intent raked wildly to compete for the upper hand.
After a collision of moves, the two were evenly matched, with no one winning.
"You are so young, you have such a sharp swordsmanship..." Someone from the Beixuan Sword Sect sighed. Such a genius is rare even in the current Beixuan Sword Sect. No wonder the Supreme Elder asked me to help him before he came. If such a genius can be introduced into the sect, the ranking battle in a year will definitely change the previous decline. Thinking about it, I felt that The sword was actually eager to try.
"This thunder technique is even more powerful than the family's technique..." Lei Ling hid in the crowd, his eyes fixed on the battle. Deep in his eyes, a ball of silver flames was jumping, and he was also ready to take action at any time.
Hu Yanzhuo's expression remained unchanged, regardless of the pain coming from his fist. He waved the ruthless iron fist again, forming an arc of thunder in the air. A silver thunder dragon roared with sharp edges, overlooking Yang Ning below. Desire wants to be swallowed up directly.
In the air, the sun's rays seemed to be swallowed up by thunder dragons. The street in front of the house turned into a silver world of thunder, with extremely fast thunders constantly passing through. Wherever they went, a "sizzling" sound was heard, as if a catastrophe was coming. Destroy everything.
