Chapter 9 Dare to draw the sword

Style: Fantasy Author: The Night of Qi LongWords: 3492Update Time: 24/01/12 23:28:50
On the forty-seventh floor, Yang Ning looked a little embarrassed, but through the swordsman's mind, a smile appeared on Yang Ning's face.

Swordsman means invincibility at the same level, but it also shows that swordsman is difficult to practice.

Under the pure sword intention, Yang Ning felt that his heart was much stronger again. Standing here, he could vaguely see the scenery inside the mountain gate, but Yang Ning was not in a hurry, and his mentality was very peaceful, because for Yang Ning, this , it’s just a process of becoming stronger.

Standing on the steps, Yang Ning was just about to recover when she felt her heart suddenly become restless.

Immediately afterwards, there was a slight shaking in front of my eyes, as if I saw something inexplicable.

The blood gradually turned red, as if a sea of ​​blood was forming, and faintly, the sound of fighting began to be heard.

what happened? Yang Ning asked herself in her heart.

Suddenly, Yang Ning saw a sword light coming in front of him.

phantom?

Yang Ning was not sure, but Yang Ning could feel that there was a strong killing intent in the sword light, and Yang Ning did not dare to be careless at all.

The sword light surged across a large area of ​​the sky, and there was a touch of blood red in the sword light, giving people the feeling that this sword light seemed to have passed through the sea of ​​blood, and the souls under the sword were already unknown. .

Gradually, Yang Ning saw the face of the sword clearly. It was a bloody sword, a sword stained with blood.

Swords are supposed to be spotless and are treasures among swords, but this sword is blood red, but it doesn't give people the feeling of being of inferior quality at all. Instead, it gives people the feeling of the true nature of the sword.

A sword is a killing weapon, but this sword demonstrates killing to its fullest.

It struck down from the boundless sky, as if between heaven and earth, only this sword was eternal and truly killing.

Yang Ning suddenly found that he could not move at this time. He seemed to be shocked by the sword, and it seemed as if there was a thousand pounds of force pulling him under his feet.

But the sword light was getting closer and closer, speeding and whistling loudly.

It's so terrible. The sword is a blood sword. The only light in the world seems to have traveled through time and space, across the long river of history, and fell with an ancient and vicissitudes of will.

Yang Ning was anxious, but her body just couldn't move.

what to do?

If this sword falls on his body, he will definitely die. Yang Ning is sure of this without any doubt.

But now, it's like I'm nailed here, unable to move.

The sword was like a heavenly sword, falling down.

Yang Ning felt her body trembling afterwards.

Not willing to give in...

Yang Ning relived his life, and in order to take revenge, he went through life and death several times along the way. Although he was still far from the set goal, Yang Ning was not willing to die like this.

But this sword, until now, Yang Ning already knew that he could not avoid it.

Wan'er and Hui Ni, is this life destined to end like this? Yang Ning was unwilling to give in and let out a shocking roar.

"Ah...I'm not willing to give in..."

Yang Ning stood motionless throughout the world of mortals, echoing Yang Ning's roar.

But on the steps at this moment, it was as calm as water and unruffled.

"I don't know what choice this kid will make when he reaches this point?" Jian Jue asked himself in his heart, seeing everything that Yang Ning passed through on the road to refining his heart in the world of mortals.

The Heart-Refining Road in the Red World will match people with different strengths to find the corresponding Heart-Refining Road. This is also a magical part of the Heart-Refining Road in the Red World.

The stronger your cultivation level, the more difficult it will be on the journey of refining one's mind in the world of mortals.

A trace of sword law shot out from the fingertips, peering into the world of heart refining that Yang Ning was in at the moment. Looking at the bloody sword, there was also a trace of fear in his heart.

Because he felt a hint of danger in that bloody sword, a sword that could threaten his life.

Who is this Yang Ning? Why did he have such fierce experience? Even Jian Jue, the Supreme Elder of Beixuan Sword Sect, can't help but feel palpitations. Jian Jue is also looking forward to it. If Yang Ning can do this in this way, Jian Jue no longer dares to think about Yang Ning's achievements in the future, and has no time to think about it.

Because the sword can be chopped down.

Yang Ning opened her eyes with reluctance.

Since I can't move my body or my legs, and since I can't hide, I'll give it a try.

Yang Ning put his hands together and shot out seals one after another.

Yang Ning's whole aura changed instantly, and above Yang Ning's head, a virtual sword took shape.

A sword with sword intent gathered together, the strongest sword that Yang Ning could send out in his heyday, was instantly condensed under the blessing of Bing Zi Jue.

I have to die openly, even if I still have to die in the end, I will never leave any regrets for myself, Yang Ning thought.

Suddenly, Yang Ning felt a throbbing sensation on the miniature Two Worlds Mountain in his sea of ​​consciousness.

A sword light, throbbing, suddenly turned into a rainbow from the height of the mountain top, and ejected from Yang Ning's body.

Like a white rainbow penetrating the sun, it blooms with extreme white light.

Finally, it shot into Yang Ning's sword condensed with sword intent. In an instant, the sword's light intensified, like the blazing sun. The white light followed the tip of the sword, crackling like never before, and it was so sharp.

"What a powerful sword..."

Jian Jue felt as if the rules of the sword he issued were about to break.

Even Jian Jue, the master of swordsmanship, felt his heart shake after feeling this sword. Is this still a sword issued by a sword master? When did the sword intent become so strong?

Jian Jue was still frightened, and his pace towards the mountain gate unknowingly accelerated a bit.

Jian Wuxiu and the others behind Jian Jue followed closely in Jian Jue's footsteps and did not dare to neglect at all.

More than thirty years ago, Jian Jue got angry and drew his sword because the leader at that time contradicted him. From then on, he became known as Jian Jue.

It was precisely because of this sword that Jian Wuxiu was able to take the position of leader. Therefore, Jian Wuxiu and others did not dare to speculate on Jian Jue's temper.

This person can really kill people.

Finally, at his wits' end, Yang Ning unleashed his most powerful sword.

The sword was like a rainbow, shining brightly as it faced the bloody sword slashed from the sky.

Ding!

The sound was so vast that it exploded in Yang Ning's mind. Yang Ning felt as if he had lost his hearing and there was only a buzzing sound.

Wherever he saw it, the sword intent he had condensed fell into pieces in an instant, and the blood sword finally deviated from the path of falling and passed Yang Ning's body with his full strength.

Yang Ning, who was standing on the steps, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale. Although the confrontation just now did not use any spiritual power, facing such a bloody sword, even if he had the memory of two lifetimes and a powerful soul, Yang Ning was still extremely weak.

After a long time, Yang Ning's eyes finally regained a trace of clarity.

The blood sword he saw disappeared, and the condensed sword intent gradually dissipated because there was no subsequent sword intent output from Yang Ning.

The world seemed to be quiet, the sky was clear and blue again, and the smell of blood was slowly receding.

"To be able to draw the sword boldly in the face of death, the swordsman's heart has been fully formed and can enter the next level..."

The voice was disembodied, as if it came from the sky, but Yang Ning heard it clearly.

What do you mean? Could it be that the bloody sword I saw just now is also part of the journey of refining the mind in the world of mortals? But Yang Ning definitely felt the bloody sword and the death crisis just now. Is it really an illusion? Yang Ning patted her face, feeling that her consciousness gradually returned.

Yang Ning finally understood that everything he had just experienced was the journey of refining his mind. In other words, to a certain extent, it was an illusion, an illusion on the road of refining his mind.

Unexpectedly, a Beixuan Sword Sect could have such a foundation, even Yang Ning had to sigh.

Yang Ning took one step forward and reached the 48th floor. Everything in front of me became clear again.

The mysterious pavilion of Beixuan Sword Sect finally revealed its true appearance, looking majestic and full of majestic power.

Each pavilion is made of green bricks and glass tiles, and on the stone next to the mountain gate, Yang Ning saw three big characters.

Jie Jian Shi.

The three words seemed to possess inexplicable power, and his Chengyi Sword was quietly sitting next to Shi Shi, humming softly.

Yang Ning simply recovered his body, and then landed on the 48th floor with two feet.

Yang Ning can complete the road of refining the heart in the world of mortals with two floors left, but the 47th floor almost killed him. I wonder what kind of crisis the remaining two floors will bring to him?

Just when Yang Ning was feeling uneasy, a force brought Yang Ning's thoughts to an unknown space.

The space was not very big, and the surrounding area was completely white, with only Yang Ning standing there.

Yang Ning felt as if he had experienced a century. It felt like time passed very long here, as if it had stopped.

There was no crisis as Yang Ning expected, no extra people or swords, just a vast expanse of white, and the sky and the earth seemed to be one color.

"I wonder what Yang Ning will encounter on the 48th floor? It's really exciting." Jian Jue murmured to himself, his eyes filled with anticipation.

The sword was absolutely against Yang Ning, and he looked at it completely at this time. Although the two met at a young age, at that time, Jian Jue was a patient and Yang Ning was a doctor, but the relationship between the two was only limited to this. It was impossible to get closer.

Jian Jue is a strong man who has come to the top, and Yang Ning is just a young man in the mountain viewing realm, so there is nothing worth befriending.

The strong have the dignity of the strong. With Jian Jue's action that day, there was no longer any relationship between the two. But what surprised Jian Jue was that when he originally proposed that Yang Ning join the Beixuan Sword Sect, , Yang Ning actually refused without hesitation.

Finally, when Jian Jue left, perhaps because he felt guilty, Jian Jue said that Yang Ning would replace Beixuan Sword Sect in the five-sect competition in one year's time. Originally, Jian Jue had no hope, but Unexpectedly, Yang Ning agreed.

After Jian Jue returned to Beixuan Jianzong, he found that Jianzong had changed and he no longer recognized him at all. Jian Jue was very angry and wanted to kill someone at that time, but he held back in the end.

Jian Bu couldn't help but think of Yang Ning, and finally the person he had been waiting for day and night appeared.

How could Jian Jue not look forward to it.

Yang Ning, who is decisive in killing, is not at all like someone at this age, but Yang Ning has arrived and is still doing it.

Jian Jue had already heard about the demise of the Qushan tribe more than a month ago, and Yang Ning's figure appeared everywhere. This forced Jian Jue to formalize this young man and at the same time give Yang Ning greater expectations.

At this time, a sword suddenly appeared in the space where Yang Ning was, a sword with an abnormal aura.

Yang Ning didn't know where the sword came from, how it appeared, let alone how it appeared, but the sword suddenly appeared.

"Is this the way to refine your mind at this level?"

Yang Ning guessed in his mind.