At this moment, Jian Jue had only one thought in his mind, that is, Yang Ning could not die.
Because the sword in the sword tomb is still waiting for him, this is the opportunity for Beixuan Sword Sect.
Maybe there was a lot of killing in the process, but which real swordsman didn't step on the top of the mountain on the blood of everyone?
Only killing.
So let’s start with me.
Jian Jue's heart suddenly became cold.
"Here comes the sword!"
Jian Jue shouted loudly from under the sky.
The Chengyi Sword in Yang Ning's hand responded and fell directly from Yang Ning's hand.
The spirit sword has a spirit, and when it hears the call of its former master, it takes immediate action.
Dressed in white, he stood out under the sky, but it showed the unique aura of a swordsman.
The white clothes bloomed in the wind, and the sword light slashed out in the extreme.
Unparalleled elegance and unparalleled majesty.
"kill!"
The sword light surges, and the rules are intertwined between each slash and slash, just like the master of the world.
"Invincible!"
Holding the magic wheel, one hundred and eight strong men looked like ghosts from hell, but they were connected with each other and responded instantly.
Thirty-six of them formed a Tiangang array in an instant, and a Gang Yuan instantly enveloped the thirty-six people, forming a terrifying storm and pressing in the direction of Jian Jue.
The other seventy-two people continued to fly downward.
Because the Nine Palace Envoy told them that someone killed the young master of Yinfeng Valley.
That man must die.
Yang Ning was firmly locked, and seventy-two people flew towards Yang Ning.
In the blink of an eye, he had reached the sky above Yang Ning's head.
"Death!" One of them couldn't see his true appearance, but he could feel the clear gloomy aura shrouding Yang Ning, overwhelming him, and not giving Yang Ning the slightest chance to escape.
"The rest of you, please do your best to kill." The voice was like the echo in hell, making people terrified.
"Yang Ning..." In the crowd, the moon wheel kept flashing, and with another knife, a strong man of the second level of the Mountain Building Realm was smashed to pieces. This was a person who belonged to the second prince's side.
Yang Ning had no time to respond. Because the magic wheel landed, he had to resist, otherwise he would face an endless abyss.
There was no sword in Yang Ning's hand, but the power of the sword did not weaken at all. With the fingers of his right hand together, an air sword took shape instantly and faced him in the endless sky.
At the same time, the momentum around him increased instantly.
The realm of mountains beyond mountains and lands beyond the earth instantly unfolded, the aura reached the peak of the mountain viewing realm, and the Lingtian Art in the body was running crazily.
This is a strong man in the sixth level of the Mountain Building Realm, enough to make countless strong people in the Mountain Viewing Realm despair, but at this moment, a special case appears.
Yang Ning drew his sword without any intention of retreating.
At this moment, Yang Ning felt as if her heart suddenly beat.
Is there a breakthrough? Yang Ning was in a daze for a while, and soon put the unrealistic thoughts behind her.
"Catch the sword!" Suddenly a voice sounded, as if in his ears.
This was Liu Feng's voice, and at the same time Liu Feng threw the spiritual sword in his hand.
"Thank you." Yang Ning had no time to turn around, because the magic wheel was already in front of her.
Huhu...
You can hear the sound of the magic wheel spinning, like a grindstone wheel, crushing the surrounding space.
"Ant, die." The strong man is confident and has strong confidence in his magic wheel.
Although a Guanshan Realm cultivator can kill the young master, Guanshan Realm is Guanshan Realm, so how can he be compared with a strong man who is about to overcome the five declines of heaven and man.
"Ah..." Yang Ning's long hair was flying, and the green shirt on her body exploded in an instant.
Draw the sword!
This is the second time Yang Ning has used this sword skill today.
Blooming in the sky, like the dawn in the dark night.
An extremely fast sword.
The sword flashed and met the magic wheel falling from the sky.
Ding!
The crisp sound, the crisp sound of metal clashing, echoed around.
But compared to today's first sword, no one was watching this sword.
Snapped!
In the sky, the spiritual power exploded, bursting out with bright light, and the breath dispersed, instantly clearing the surrounding area of nearly twenty feet.
During the collision, Yang Ning was forced back by the strong impact, staggering and retreating nearly ten steps.
"Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect this blow to be blocked..." The person floated in the air, the magic wheel in his hand kept spinning, making a buzzing sound. The dark red magic wheel seemed to be able to control life and death, and the power it exuded was very powerful. It is unique and seems to belong to hell alone.
"Kill!" Yang Ning responded.
Within the sea of consciousness, the miniature Two Realm Mountains are constantly rolling along with the operation of Ling Tian Jue. Especially in the first level, thunder is rolling, as if an indescribable heavenly catastrophe is about to break this heavy shackles.
Yang Ning's sword light hunted and he groaned softly.
The wrist shook, and the spiritual sword bloomed with brilliance in the dark night.
Yang Ning's eyes have never left this person. Those who are strong in the mountain building realm must not be careless.
And above the sky, the Nine Palace Envoys seemed to be a little weak after practicing the Hell Mountain, and the Demon Lord was currently inextricably killing the Jiuzi Divine Monk.
The "swastika" character is like an untouchable Buddha, shining all over the world, finally breaking through the long black clouds in the sky.
"Vajra with Angry Eyes." Jiuzi Divine Monk's cassock fluttered, and his slightly closed eyes suddenly opened, shooting out two rays of light, like two terrifying fire dragons, penetrating the sky.
The seven relics in his hand turned into a Buddha wheel, exuding terrifying Buddha power and illuminating the world.
Like a diamond manifesting.
"Karmaha!" The terrifying power of the Buddha, as the Buddha wheel rotates, releases a terrifying aura.
When the Buddha saves all sentient beings, there are times when he is angry, which is called vajra anger.
This is another manifestation of Buddha.
Possessing terrifying power.
With the sound of Jie Moha, the two fire dragons instantly merged into one, flying across the sky with the "swastika" character.
"The devil is powerful in the world!" The devil is also roaring.
Underneath his long hair, his face was as cold as frost, and his magic power was like a turbulent ocean, constantly rolling with turbulent waves.
This is the world that belongs to the Demon Lord. He can control the space and let the space become a boost, rising in black flames and roaring continuously.
Two extreme rays of light collided with Buddha and Demon.
Zizz...
Rumble…
The ripples continued and exploded.
The fire dragon impacted the demonic sea, and the extreme collision erupted with terrifying aftermath.
"ah……"
"ah……"
Some people dodged in a hurry and were instantly overwhelmed by the aftermath, leaving nothing behind.
"horrible!"
A peak mountain-building expert was moved and exclaimed.
As one of the four great monks of the Thousand Buddha Caves, Jiuzi's Buddhist teachings are as deep as the sea, and the Demon Lord is the lord who dominates the world. It can be said that the two extreme forces collide, and the result can be imagined.
"Elders on the left and right, help me kill this old monk." The demon lord was really angry and killed the holy monk Jiuzi.
Because the goal of the Demon Lord today is very clear. The Wuyin Sect must be destroyed. Only in this way can the Demon Sect step out of the Liuyun Kingdom and become the only dominant force in the Liuyun Kingdom.
Then it was the vast Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, and even the entire Liangzhou.
Thinking of this, the Demon Lord's aura once again increased with terrible demonic power, swallowing up the mountains and rivers, covering the entire Kirigakure Gate.
"Yes." The elders on the left and right descended from the flying boat, and their demonic power was not inferior to any peak mountain-building realm expert.
"Is the Demon Sect trying to destroy everything?"
"Using the strength of the whole sect, it seems that we are going to take down the Kirigakure Gate in one fell swoop..."
"But, after all, I still took advantage of Yinfeng Valley, which is not tolerated by the people in the world..."
Indeed, Shadowwind Valley is the public enemy of the world.
"Kill!" A peak mountain-building expert waited and watched for a long time, but at this moment he finally took action.
Because the cultivation method of Yinfeng Valley is really cruel, it is not recognized by cultivators in the world.
At this moment, a figure appeared in the sky. The aura looked a bit feminine, but the moment it appeared, everyone noticed it.
A woman, a woman whose memory is vague yet familiar.
Her graceful appearance has amazed countless people.
"Chonghua!" Jianjue cut off the Thirty-Six Tiangang's formation with one sword. He turned around and stared at the woman who appeared. He was lost in thought for a while, but was soon overwhelmed by the attack from behind.
Even though Jian Jue was so powerful, he was still struggling to deal with thirty-six experts at the peak of the sixth level of Mountain Building Realm.
Feng Feiyang’s mother, Mrs. Chonghua, is a name that many people have long forgotten.
"You're injured..." Chonghua's voice was gentle, and he was dressed in clean clothes, like a holy fairy.
"Mother..." Feng Feiyang looked up at the sky.
"Chonghua, you're here..." Qingfeng's eyes were a little more tender, but they were quickly suppressed, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, which made him somewhat embarrassed.
"Coming..." A simple reply, a pair of eyes like hibiscus, full of tenderness, staring closely at Qingfeng, as if the enemy in the sky did not exist, walked up to Qingfeng, condensed his jade hands, and pressed against Qingfeng on the back.
Then the spiritual power rolled, like a raging wave, constantly rushing towards Qingfeng.
"Chonghua, you..."
"Don't talk, let's heal." Chonghua's voice was gentle.
Qing Feng was confused. He threw the mirror of creation above his head, covered himself with the mirror, and began to absorb the spiritual power from Chonghua crazily.
But Qing Feng's heart could not calm down for a long time, because this woman was the love of his life and the only obsession that Qing Feng could not get rid of. However, with his identity and teacher's destiny, he could only be a stranger to her.
Why would God be so cruel to me? Why? Why? Qingfeng kept shouting in his heart, but there was no response because the woman he was talking about was right behind him.
Is this the answer you gave me?
Qingfeng's breath is extremely terrifying, and the mirror of creation emits terrifying power, like the scorching sun in the sky.
"Broken!" The Deduction Mirror showed its power again, a divine light, like a flash flood, completely released.
As Qing Feng roared angrily, a terrifying divine light shot directly into the dark clouds in the sky.
Rumble…
Terrible and loud!
The clouds are retreating, the demonic energy is annihilating, and the breath from hell is gradually disappearing...
"Chonghua..."
Jian Jue holds the Chengyi Sword in his hand. He is unprecedented and unparalleled. His sword is peerless and his grace is unstoppable. After breaking through the Tiangang Formation, he keeps shouting.
"Chonghua, don't do it..." The master's uncle from the Ancient Sword Tower was also moved at this moment, and started killing crazily with the Heavenly Sword in his hand.
Blood soared in the sky, pouring like heavy rain.
"Mother..." Feng Feiyang also saw the changes in his mother. A head of long, shiny black hair is changing.
From black to gray, from gray to white.
"Chonghua, stop quickly..." Qingfeng was shouting, but Mrs. Chonghua behind her didn't seem to hear her. The continuous spiritual power continued to flow into Qingfeng's body.
"Stop it quickly..." Qing Feng muttered, but it was of no avail, because he found that Chonghua had fixed his figure at this moment, making him unable to move.
The mirror of creation above Qingfeng's head became more and more dazzling, more and more divine, and the aura it exuded became more and more terrifying.
Covering the heavens, it seems to have replaced the scorching sun and become the only light in the world.
"Stop it quickly..." Qing Feng shouted weakly, his eyes gradually becoming moist.
"Brother Qingfeng, I..." Chonghua's voice became older and older, and his unparalleled face gradually became wrinkled.
Black hair turned into white hair.
"Stop him quickly..." The Nine Palace Envoy recovered and roared, sending a message to the Demon Lord.
"kill……"
The Demon Lord's expression finally showed a trace of nervousness.
