Yang Ning's sword-drawing technique did seriously injure Liao Tinghuo. For Yang Ning, it was a remarkable achievement.
However, if you are seriously injured, you will definitely pay the price. For a strong mountain-builder who has survived the five declines of heaven and man, to be injured by a practitioner of the mountain-viewing realm, without any sacrifice, it is almost impossible.
Yang Ning did indeed injure Liao Tinghuo with one sword, but Yang Ning's whole body's spiritual power was completely drained away by the full force of the sword.
Yang Ning smiled mockingly to himself. Faced with such flames and the full strength of a strong man in the seventh level of Mountain Building Realm, Yang Ning lowered his sword in his hand.
Maybe you are going to lose me as your master...
Yang Ning lowered his head and looked at the bloody sword still flowing in his hand, feeling very weak.
Even though Yang Ning's combat power is amazing, he cannot defy the odds.
Liao Tinghuo is so strong, like a towering mountain, almost insurmountable.
The gap in the middle is really too big.
"It's rare for a mountain-viewing state to achieve such a level even though it relies on the divine sword..."
Among the crowd, there are also strong people who comment like this.
Not only is there a big realm between them, but the most important thing is that the gods and humans are in decline. This is an insurmountable gap that no one can break.
The momentum was overwhelming and surging, like an overwhelming river. People on the surrounding streets had stayed away for fear of being burned.
The head of the first family in Liuyun Kingdom was extremely angry.
In two days' time, it will be the recruitment day for the six major colleges of the Sixteenth Kingdom of Surabaya. At that time, people from the six major colleges will come to recruit fresh blood for their respective colleges. Therefore, in the past few days, Liuyun City has gradually become more crowded. , especially today, it can be said that people come and go.
Many people may not know about the Six Colleges, but as a practitioner, if you don’t know about the Six Colleges in Surabaya, you will definitely be laughed at by many people.
Moreover, during the recent period, Liuyun Kingdom has been in chaos due to the appearance of Yinfeng Valley. First, there was a great competition among the five sects, and then the Beixuan Sword Sect was destroyed.
All kinds of behavior are shocking.
"It's a pity that it's such a shame, because once the Beixuan Sword Sect is destroyed, there may be corpses lying on the streets today."
"Yes, it is extremely difficult for a strong person at the seventh level of Mountain Building Realm to survive."
No one thought Yang Ning could survive, despite his amazing record.
But the dignity of the strong cannot be violated, not to mention killing Liao Jie.
"The revenge of killing a son..."
You can imagine Liao Tinghuo's anger.
The flames are blazing, the majesty of the strong is vivid and vivid.
Although the killing sword in Yang Ning's hand was shining with blood and his eyes were blood red, after all, his strength was limited and he was unable to resist.
"With the total death……"
Liufeng also understood that Yang Ning had tried his best to deal with the powerful man with five declines in nature and human beings.
But if it happened again, Liu Feng believed that Yang Ning would definitely kill Liao Jie.
Even so, how could he bear to have Yang Ning face the strong man's wrath alone.
"Yes, we will live and die together..." Zhao Gang followed without any fear.
"Beixuan Sword Sect cannot be humiliated..." Jun Yuyu stood up and stood on the same front as Yang Ning with Liu Feng and others.
"Death, it's not a big deal..." Feng Feiyang glanced sideways, looked at the beauty beside him, and said softly: "I'm afraid I can't stay with you in this life..." Feng Feiyang apologized.
"Brother Feiyang, I'm with you." Feng Xing'er didn't even think about it, and chose to die with Feng Feiyang. Although her body was weak, she showed great strength.
The turbulent breath is still continuing and rising. The terrifying power has almost swept the entire long street. The terrifying temperature of the soul fire is burning the surroundings, and it seems that it can burn the air and crush everything.
Liao Tinghuo snorted coldly: "Since you are not afraid of death, then no one should leave, so that my son can be buried with him." Liao Tinghuo stared closely at the killing sword in Yang Ning's hand and said: "After you die, all Everything will be mine." With a ferocious face, he was very angry that Yang Ning could hurt him, even more angry than his own son's death.
"The outcome has been decided. These disciples of Beixuan Sword Sect have no way to survive today."
"It's not good to offend anyone. Offend the Liao family, hey..." He sighed.
The soul fire, the terrifying temperature, can burn everything, and it is constantly gathering towards Yang Ning. The temperature at this moment can be said to have reached appalling levels.
However, Liao Tinghuo still seemed not satisfied. He controlled his mind and continuously injected all the spiritual energy around him into it, constantly making seals in his hands.
Liao Tinghuo wanted to use this battle to tell the world that no one could invade the Liao family in the future.
In just one cup of tea, a sea of fire has formed like a vast ocean. Liao Tinghuo was very satisfied, he wanted to completely crush the enemy with an extremely strong posture.
"Destroy it!" Liao Tinghuo sent out a terrible blow, which made people desperate and couldn't see any chance of survival.
Yang Ning looked sideways and saw the five people standing side by side with him and said: "You..."
"Yang Ning, we are also a part of the Beixuan Sword Sect. Although we are not as strong as you, we will not back down when facing the enemy." Liu Feng's face became a little more impassioned.
"Heaven is going to destroy our Beixuan Sword Sect, then we will die in front of him..." Liufeng was filled with indignation and stared at Liao Tinghuo.
"Okay..." Yang Ning felt bitter, but she knew what kind of people the swordsmen were.
"In this way, we will face it together..." Yang Ning raised the sword with difficulty, and the remaining spiritual power in his body was completely drained. At the same time, in the Zi Mansion, a black death aura blessed the killing sword.
A trace of black energy suddenly lingered on the blood sword.
"Kill..." Yang Ning roared, still fearless even in the face of overwhelming strength.
The heart of a swordsman is to move forward bravely, even in the face of life and death, and to be fearless.
Yang Ning took a difficult step.
"Oh, you guys surprised me..." Liao Tinghuo sneered, but the speed of the sea of fire continued unabated.
"Die!" The sea of fire suddenly accelerated, completely surrounding the six people from all directions, and kept closing in.
Sizzling...
The air seemed to be boiling, and the skin of the six people was burning, but their expressions of desperate death did not change at all.
Yang Ning took a step forward again.
There was a faint sense of killing in his body.
Liu Fengfengfeiyang and others have realized that Yang Ning does not really want to die bravely.
The seven-step killing sword has already started at the first step.
The killing sword dragged on the ground, leaving a deep sword mark. The bloody sword tip scratched across it, and there was a taste of determination contained in it.
The five of them took a step forward and followed Yang Ning's pace.
Liao Tinghuo was surprised. There was a flash of light in his eyes. He stared at the six people in disbelief, because just now, Liao Tinghuo actually felt a murderous intention. Although it was very weak, it was enough to shock him.
"Very good, this gives me a sense of accomplishment." Liao Tinghuo changed his gestures and controlled the entire sea of fire. The speed of the sea of fire increased again. At the same time, his body floated in the air, condescending, and the surrounding world had become a world of flames.
The six people shook hands, and a faint spiritual power started from the bodies of the five people and gradually converged on Yang Ning's arm.
Three steps.
Four steps.
…
Finally, after six steps, he stopped.
Yang Ning's long hair had a bit of blood smell, which was stained by the killing sword.
The bloody light of the killing sword was even more intense, and the flames were suppressed outside the space of one foot around.
The desperate power finally came into full contact with the six people at this moment.
"Haha..." Liao Tinghuo stood in the air, smiling unbridled, and said: "The thousand-year-old artifact is mine after all..." Liao Tinghuo determined that even if the six people had great abilities, they would not be able to escape their souls. The fire blockade, not to mention the soul fire at this moment, has gathered such momentum that the six people will not be spared even if they are gods descending to earth.
"It turns out that he was doing it for the artifact..."
"I'm afraid my son's hatred is just an excuse for him to take action..."
Everyone finally recognized Liao Tinghuo's purpose.
"No, the artifact cannot fall into his hands, otherwise the Liao family will..."
"But……"
"It's nothing more. The Divine Sword must not fall into the Liao family, otherwise your family and I will be forever doomed!" A leader of the force wanted to rush forward, because they and the Liao family were mortal enemies and could not just watch the Liao family grow.
"Quick, you and I take action to stop him..."
However, opposite him, the man hesitated, because it was natural for Liao Tinghuo to take action, and there would be no benefit if they took action.
The man shook his head, but did not fly up after all.
"Since you won't take action, I won't force you, but I can't do it. I have to go." This is the head of the Yun family. He used to belong to the second prince's camp, but now he is completely unable to sit still because the second prince's downfall has caused the Yun family to plummet. If If the Liao family gets the Killing Sword, then how can the Yun family survive?
The head of the Yun family flew up and reached the same level as Liao Tinghuo in mid-air.
"What, Yunyang, are you trying to stop me from avenging my son?"
Liao Tinghuo was a little worried, because the Yun family was the bitter enemy of the Liao family, which was no secret in Liuyun Kingdom.
"I can't say I can stop him, but you can't get the artifact of Beixuan Sword Sect." Yunyang's body was a little ethereal, and he felt like he was transforming into a sea of clouds.
"What do you mean?" Liao Tinghuo was furious. Because he is about to succeed. As long as the owner of the artifact dies, he can get the divine sword. From then on, he will dominate the entire Liuyun Kingdom, be on an equal footing with the Kirigin Sect, and have the right to speak with the royal family. Compared to the Liao family at this moment, he will It would be a world of difference.
"I won't stop you from killing people, but I can't give you the artifact. It's best..."
"What's the best?" Liao Tinghuo suppressed his anger. The person in front of him was about the same strength as himself, but at this time, using the fire of his soul to suppress six people would greatly reduce his own strength. Therefore, Liao Tinghuo could not Dare to fall out.
"It's best to hand it over to the imperial family." Yunyang pointed to the imperial palace in the distance.
"Humph! Go away!" Liao Tinghuo shouted, neither agreeing nor objecting. Because at this moment, he has not obtained the artifact yet, it would be very inappropriate if he still falls out. However, in his heart, he already looked down upon the royal family.
"A royal family also wants to stop my rise?" Liao Tinghuo roared in his heart and made a small movement with his hand inadvertently.
Yang Ning finally moved after being silent for a long time...
The blood eyes suddenly opened, and at the same time, the blood-colored light burst out from the killing sword, emitting a dripping sword light.
"Seven-step killer sword!"
The seventh step falls.
Like a bloody curtain, and like a condensed wall.
boom!
When the flames and sword light came into contact, terrifying power surged like waves.
