On the battlefield, there were no accidents. Liu Feng was defeated after a long time.
The Soul-eating Bracelet, combined with Qiu Bielan's Charming Kung Fu, has almost overwhelmed Liu Feng. His sword intention is like the sea, but he cannot use it.
Liufeng was defeated and still felt sorry for himself: "This slut is so shameless..."
But it still cannot change the fact that the Beixuan Sword Sect battle platform belongs to the Demon Sect.
However, the results achieved in one day shocked the attention of countless spectators, and at the same time, they all began to speculate about the Mo Sect's intentions.
After all, in one day, attacks were launched simultaneously against the three major sects, even when the Kirigakure Sect was strong, this had never happened before.
"The ambition is not small..." Jian Jue left a sentence and left alone, his back a little lonely.
The great uncle of the ancient sword building also sighed: "The ambition of a wolf."
"Amitabha, do you want the devil to run rampant?" Jiuzi, the holy monk, behaved majestically, but his eyes were a little more panicked, because although Xiuyi was not defeated, he was seriously injured and was unable to fight again in three days.
"Second Prince, I wonder what you think of this Demon Sect's behavior?" Some families were worried and hoped to get some unknown reasons from the Second Prince's mouth.
However, the second prince seemed to be deliberately avoiding it and did not speak. He simply shook his head without saying a word, looking enigmatic.
"Is there any other hidden secret in it?"
So within three days, many families came to the island where the second prince stayed.
The rise of the Demon Sect seems to be unstoppable.
The number one seeds of each sect were defeated one after another. For the five major forces, this was equivalent to a reshuffling of the cards.
Every force in the Liuyun Kingdom paid great attention to it. After all, this was a major event that shocked the Liuyun Kingdom. Coupled with the attitude of the second prince, the entire Wuyin Mountain fell into a panic.
"I'm afraid the Demon Sect's targets are not limited to these three major sects..."
"We don't know yet, but one thing is for sure. Three days from now, it will definitely not be a good thing for the three major sects."
"Who says otherwise? The five major sects have been powerful in our country for decades. It seems that things are really going to change this time..."
"I heard that traces of Yinfeng Valley appeared again in the border town of Qushan City..."
This news exploded like a violent storm in an instant.
"A turbulent era..."
"Are we lucky or unlucky?" Countless young people sighed.
The legend of Shadowwind Valley is limited to the mouths of the old people by the younger generation, and they have not understood the blood that was shed at that time, but a river of blood is enough to prove many things.
"This is a big world..."
…
For three days, the five major sects seemed to be silent. No news came out, and everything seemed normal. However, this made countless forces watching the ceremony even more suspicious.
In a room on the attention island of the other four major forces, Yang Ning and Jian Duo sat facing each other.
"Are you sure?" Jian Jue asked. Regarding Yang Ning, Jian Jue didn't know how to deal with it for a while. Although he regarded himself as a descendant, Jian Jue recalled the scene of Yang Ning going through the world of mortals to refine his mind. Be more cautious.
The reason why Beixuan Sword Sect exists is because of that sword, that blood sword, a blood sword that has a history of killing.
Even at the level of Jian Jue, he would feel helpless when facing that sword, as if the swordsmanship he practiced was not worth mentioning in front of that sword.
"You mean the battle stage competition?" Yang Ning's eyes flashed with light.
Since Yang Ning lit the divine fire, his whole person's energy and spirit have completely changed, and even his aura is deeper than before.
The scene of the battle between Liufeng and Qiubie Lanfo that day appeared in Yang Ning's mind, and he said: "I don't know, but I think my sword intention will not be blocked."
In the battle that day, Liufeng was influenced by the Charming Kung Fu because his sword heart was not strong enough. In the end, because of the Soul-Eating Bracelet, his sword intent was blocked and unable to cause harm to Qiubie Lan, so he could only lose in frustration.
Thinking of this, Yang Ning couldn't help but feel sad for Liu Feng.
This can be considered a different kind of defeat.
"That's good." Jian Jue was extremely confident in Yang Ning's sword heart, because of the aura on Yang Ning's body, the kind of courage that came from the depths of his soul, even Jian Jue had to admire him.
Perhaps this Yang Ning had an unknown fate, otherwise how to explain Yang Ning's aura, Jian Jue did not ask.
"When we go back this time, please come with me to the Sword Tomb." Jian Jue said.
It could not be verified before, but when Yang Ning ignited the divine fire, he had already reached the first threshold of cultivation. The murderous intention of the killing sword no longer posed a threat to him, and it was time to enter the sword tomb.
Just waiting for the competition to end, Jian Jue was making plans in his mind and planning for the future of the Beixuan Sword Sect.
At the same time, the strong uneasiness in Jian Jue's heart became more and more real.
"Maybe I'm overthinking." Jian Jue said to himself. After all, Beixuan Sword Sect has lost its battle platform. But seeing Yang Ning's confident expression, Jian Jue already understood that the battle belongs to Beixuan Sword Sect. There will definitely be no shortage of Taiwan, but where does my uneasiness come from?
"What's wrong with you?" Yang Ning was puzzled.
"It's okay. Now that you have ignited the divine fire, what are your plans for tempering your muscles and bones?" Jian Jue asked, putting aside his uneasy thoughts.
"I have no plans yet. After all, to temper my body, I need a lot of spiritual objects. Besides, with my foundation, I'm afraid..."
Yang Ning knew very well about his own foundation. It was impossible to be like ordinary people. At least he had ignited the divine fire in his previous life. He did not suffer like this, like the bites of thousands of mosquitoes. If Yang Ning was allowed to Be prepared to bear it, but you may not be able to bear it.
Perhaps opportunities are so strange. When you are ready, they will quietly come to you to see if you can take advantage of them and soar into the sky.
"I have a fire ganoderma here, which may be helpful to you." Jian Jue took out a miraculous medicine from his space ring, which was full of fire and aura.
"I'm afraid... I'm afraid it has been burning for nearly a thousand years, right?" Even Yang Ning couldn't help but be moved when he saw this fire Ganoderma lucidum.
Fire Ganoderma can nourish the essence for a hundred years and conceive the spirit for a thousand years. Yang Ning feels that it is a waste to use such a thousand-year-old Fire Ganoderma to strengthen his muscles and bones.
"Is that okay?" Jian Jue asked.
"Okay, okay, that's great..." Even though Yang Ning had a wide range of worldly experiences in his previous life, he still felt a little uncomfortable when he was so extravagant.
"It's okay, but with your foundation, you can't really succeed in one go. I'm afraid it will take many times. You have to walk the road in the future on your own..." Jian Jue looked at this young man and suddenly felt that their generation is really 's old.
"Yes." Yang Ning nodded and said: "This Fire Lingzhi has been tempered many times..." Yang Ning held the Fire Lingzhi in his hand, and could faintly feel the energy coming from it. Violent power.
"Tonight, you start training for the first time, and I will protect you." Jian Jue pointed at Fire Lingzhi, hoping that it would bring benefits to Yang Ning on the battlefield tomorrow.
"Okay." Yang Ning sat cross-legged and took a gulp of the Fire Ganoderma in her hand.
Suddenly, a burning sensation and violent spiritual power began to run unbridled in Yang Ning's body, like a hungry wild horse.
Jian Jue's right hand was pointed at Yang Ning's forehead, and a pure sword intention was transmitted out.
"Run the technique and start training." Jian Jue's voice seemed to have an inexplicable intimidating power. He suppressed Yang Ning's body with one finger to prevent more spiritual power from being lost.
After igniting the divine fire, the muscles and bones are tempered, and the bones are washed with spiritual power to make the cultivator's body stronger. This is the foundation for fundamentally improving a cultivator.
"Hoo!" Jian Jue groaned softly, and after a breath, he began to guide Yang Ning to start training.
Yang Ning felt inside his body, deep inside his bones, like ants crawling, with bursts of numbness. At the same time, his mind was immersed in the sea of consciousness, guiding spiritual power into the bones.
"Woooo..." Yang Ning roared in a low voice. painfully.
At the same time, a burning feeling spread throughout the body.
"The intention is to guard the mind." The sword intention from Jian Jue became stronger and touched Yang Ning's meridians, trying to alleviate Yang Ning's pain as much as possible.
But an important piece of information was discovered.
what happened? Jian Jue felt as if he had discovered a new continent. How could there be a Dao Fruit in the position of Yang Ning's lower abdomen?
Is this another sea of consciousness?
No, this is not the sea of consciousness, this is another foundation.
How could there be such a magical technique?
Who is this Yang Ning?
In the bottom of Jian Jue's heart, a series of questions were like thunder, breaking through many irrationalities, but he felt them truly.
It seems that there is indeed an unclear reason why Killing Sword chose Yang Ning.
But the killing sword comes out and kills the road. That road was so bloody that it was worrying.
Jian Jue's sword intent exerted all its pressure, constantly forcing it into Yang Ning's body, trying to alleviate the pain in Yang Ning's bones.
Yang Ning has such a foundation, I am afraid that the number of times of training will also increase accordingly. With such a foundation, once one breaks through to the Mountain-Building Realm, even the fifth level of the Mountain-Building Realm may not be an enemy of Yang Ning's sword.
Perhaps, this five-sect competition is not only an opportunity for Beixuan Sword Sect, but also an opportunity for Yang Ning.
After all, Liuyun Kingdom is still too small, and the dragon is trapped in the abyss, just waiting to rise to the sky.
Thinking of this, Jian Jue seemed to see a heroic young man, standing proudly in the world, with a lonely sword, killing endlessly in the sea of blood.
Killing the road, I hope you can survive it.
Jian Jue sighed in his heart.
Tempering one's body is a very complicated process. Finally, after a week, Jian Jue spit out one word: "Suck."
It was already a quarter of an hour later.
One week later, Yang Ning's aura became even sharper, as threatening as the edge of a sword.
The Ling Tian Jue technique is like a push hand, constantly gathering the spiritual power in Yang Ning's body, and gradually flowing towards the bones of the body under Yang Ning's deliberate guidance.
Bang bang...
Like firecrackers blasting together, bursts of syllables came out.
This is the pulsation of the bones, laying a solid foundation for Yang Ning's body.
Like iron bones, it makes a metallic sound.
"call……"
"suck……"
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Getting faster and faster, one week at a time, with an increasingly proficient rhythm, began endless training.
Jian Jue was even more frightened, because the general technique, the fastest Zhou Tian, would take more than ten breaths to complete the technique, but at this moment, Yang Ning almost reached two breaths, which is a perfect cycle.
This technique is too heaven-defying and cannot be taught to outsiders. Even Jian Jue, the Supreme Elder of Beixuan Sword Sect, who was well-informed, was still shocked by Yang Ning's skill.
"Perhaps, in the future, the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, and even the entire Liangzhou, will tremble because of this young man." Jian Jue weighed in his heart and came to this conclusion.
Finally, in the early morning of that night, the two finally finished exercising themselves for the first time.
Rao Shi Jian Jue's cultivation is superb, and he is sweating profusely at this moment. Protecting Yang Ning seems to be a wrong decision on his part. After such training, when Yang Ning truly reaches the mountain-building realm, what level will Yang Ning's physical body reach.
It’s worth looking forward to…
