In the terrifying air current, no one was allowed to let anyone go, and an astonishing momentum erupted, filling the surroundings.
Both of them were strong in the mountain-building realm, and they held up the body-protecting zhengang, and started a fierce competition in the turbulent current.
"The King's Jue."
A roar, like an eagle striking the sky, cut off the airflow between the two people on the ring.
"It's him?"
A voice with an affirmative tone completely stirred up the atmosphere around him.
"Unexpectedly, he turned out to be Queen Duan."
"Destroy the King's Jue and reappear in the world."
"You are truly worthy of coming to the great world."
"..."
Among the series of affirmations, they all highly praised the character of King Duan.
"King Duan?" Yang Ning was concentrating and found that his mind was blank about this character.
"Duanwang rose in the last era and even influenced the entire Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya. The famous Duanwang Mountain Range in the Sixteenth Surabaya Kingdom was named after King Duan." Feng Xing'er explained.
"How successful is King Duan?" Yang Ning learned the name of King Duan from Feng Xing'er, but it still felt strange.
"Invincible in the mountain-building realm." Feng Xing'er commented.
"Is it so strong?" Yang Ning's expression condensed. The mountain-building realm is a complicated realm, especially after experiencing the five declines of heaven and man. Moreover, in this realm, no one can be called invincible.
"Speaking of which, King Duan is also a swordsman, and King Duan's mountain range is the result of King Duan's sword." Feng Xing'er added.
"Swordsman?" Yang Ning chewed this sentence carefully, still feeling a little incredible.
"In that era, King Duan single-handedly stopped the barbarian's plan to dominate the entire Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, so he was highly regarded by the entire Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya." Feng Xing'er felt that Yang Ning was very It's strange, but it can't be explained. After all, the legend of King Duan is really a long time ago. It has been so long ago that the entire Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya have almost forgotten the existence of Barbarian Body.
However, a swordsman like Yang Ning should have some understanding of the legend of King Duan, but Yang Ning still doesn't know.
Maybe, everyone has a secret, but what is Yang Ning's secret? Feng Xinger pondered.
Following Duan Wangjue's shout, the scene on the ring suddenly changed.
"So that's it." Ling Cuo said casually, the breath under his feet rolled, and he flew into the air with a kick, carrying the power of wind and thunder, destroying everything.
"But, so what?" Ling Cuo was fearless.
"That's right, King Duan is King Duan, but it's not him." Someone in the audience shouted out Ling Cuo's mentality, which was a fearless performance on the stage.
The footsteps all over the sky were chaotic, but without any exception, they all flew towards the opponent.
"It's true that nothing can be done, but as a descendant of Queen Duan, why should I, Duan Tian, be afraid?" Duan Tian, a descendant of Queen Duan, had an extra sword in his hand. To be precise, it should be a broken sword. It was only a foot away. It's not even a sword anymore, it can be said to be a dagger.
But it has amazing power.
"Broken King Sword?"
"No, it should be said to be an imitation."
"Look at this power, it should be eight times as powerful as the Broken King Sword..."
In the midst of the discussion among the distinguished people in the audience, Duan Tian waved the broken sword in his hand, and could vaguely feel that the tip of the broken sword was not what he saw with the eyes, and even the missing part did not affect him at all. The power of the sword.
"The King of Duan Jue is a perfect match for the Broken Sword. It is even more powerful because of the Broken Sword." Ji Xueru also remembered the legend about the King of Duan on the high platform.
"A miraculous man, a set of miraculous exercises, and a miraculous Broken Sword created King Duan." A teacher recalled various legends about King Duan, and even had various influences under the legend of King Duan.
"The King of Duan Jue makes up for the shortcomings of the Broken Sword, uses the mind as the tip of the sword, uses the mind as the mind, and turns decay into magic." Ji Xueru said this. This is Bing Ning Valley's record of King Duan.
"Yes, but I don't know how far this Duantian can evolve?" Behind Ji Xueru, a female teacher also admired King Duantian.
While several people were discussing, the broken sword in Duan Tian's hand suddenly grew a length with a "choking" sound.
"this……"
"Another monster?"
…
On the high platform, countless teachers stood up and were shocked by Duantian's skills.
According to legend, by activating the Duanwangjue with all its strength, the broken sword can be reborn and reappear in the world.
And the whole person's temperament will also undergo earth-shaking changes with the rebirth.
"changed?"
Yang Ning was also shocked, because just now Duan Tian seemed to be killing fiercely, but at this moment Duan Tian seemed to have an extra depth, like vastness. At the moment when Duan Tian was reborn, Duan Tian's sword power was like Water and fire blend together, becoming elusive.
"What a queen of Duan Tian." Ling Cuo saw that his footsteps could not cause any harm to Duan Tian, so he hurriedly changed his strategy and kept making seals in his hand.
"Prison disaster." Ling Cuo looked up to the sky and roared.
"The misfortune of imprisoning Mr. Lang?"
In the midst of the questions, the entire arena seemed to have turned into a huge cage, and within it, a new kind of power actually grew.
"Is this?" Jun Yuyu's eyes were a little more fearful.
"Is this the power of disaster?" Yang Ning was vaguely aware of it.
"disaster?"
"What do you mean?" Feng Xinger was confused.
"Disasters can be divided into many types, but there is only one root cause, and that is disaster. In other words, after this kind of power is involved, endless disasters will come." Yang Ning explained that for prison disasters Lang Jun Lingcuo looked a little more solemn, and in Yang Ning's mind, the thought flashed, a powerful enemy.
At the moment when the power of disaster appeared, Yang Ning seemed to have predicted the result.
The people who cut off the queen were defeated.
The power of disaster can ignore everything. As long as it touches it, there will be endless disasters.
And Ling Cuo's kick enveloped the entire arena. In other words, once the power of disaster appeared at this moment, it enveloped the entire arena, and Duan Tian had no way to avoid it. If Duan Tian didn't change his sword posture, There might still be a chance to kill him, but now...
Yang Ning shook his head, confused.
The sword is a weapon. Maybe it needs to keep changing when pursuing a higher realm, but more often, it still needs to replace the essence of the sword.
The essence of a sword is a killing weapon.
Only by killing can we move forward fearlessly.
"disaster!"
Like the sound of overwhelming music, it keeps echoing.
Ling Cuo's aura instantly covered the entire arena, leaving Duan Tian no chance.
An invisible force seems to be all-pervasive. Although King Duan's Decisive Sword is extremely profound, the power of disaster seems to be able to sneak in and quickly fill up that depth.
"You..." Duan Tian didn't have time to react, he just felt that his body seemed to be out of control, especially the hand holding the sword, which felt reversed.
"How is it possible?" Duan Tian couldn't believe it and opened his eyes wide, because in his hand, the broken sword should have been pointed at the enemy, but at this moment, the profound broken sword used his own will as the tip of the sword and his mind as the thought. The sword of rebirth was actually pointed at himself.
Duan Tian even had the feeling that he couldn't help but want to stab him.
But at this moment, the tip of the sword was pointed at himself.
"The power of disaster has taken effect..."
Yang Ning said lightly, Yang Ning also had a headache with this kind of power, because there was almost no solution. Only an aura stronger than the power of disaster could overwhelmingly defeat the enemy.
And if you want to achieve suppression, you can only turn defeat into victory with pure momentum and pure sword intent.
However, due to Duan Tian's relationship with Duan Wang Jue, Duan Jian's sword intention could not be pure at all.
"Queen Duan is indeed a monster, but she still doesn't have enough firepower after all." Yang Ning said.
At the same time, it also announced the failure of Duan Tian, the queen of Duan.
Although Duan Tian didn't want to admit it, at the last moment when the power of disaster was activated, he finally lowered his head.
"I lost..." King Duan's legend does not mean he is not strong, and Duan Tian's talent is enough to be a demon, but when facing the enemy, he cannot be unscrupulous just because of his deep foundation.
And Duan Tian just now committed this kind of mistake.
"It seems that we still have a long way to go." Jun Yuyu felt deeply.
There is no doubt about Duan Tian's strength, but he still lost against Ling Cuo, the imprisoned man.
"Huh?" At the moment Duan Tian was defeated, a figure, like a delicate swallow, ejected and ran directly onto the ring.
"Jiang Lang, talented man, come to fight."
"you?"
The figure is a little lonely, with a sense of vicissitudes of life, giving people the feeling of an old friend in the world.
"you?"
Talented scholar Jiang Lang couldn't believe it, because this man's strength was only at the peak of Guanshan Realm.
In other words, this man who looked like he had gone through many vicissitudes of life, climbed onto the ring solely by virtue of his own jumping.
This alone can prove that this is a monster-level genius.
Wearing a bamboo hat, his true appearance cannot be seen, he is dressed in green clothes, and there is a long sword-like knife on his waist, which is very thin but sharp.
"Sign up." The talented man Jiang Lang held the Jiang Lang Sword in his hand and thought to himself that a cultivator at the peak of the Mountain Viewing Realm, even if his talent is unparalleled and can surpass the challenge, is still a genius and has already broken through the Mountain Building Realm. , so what’s there to fear?
"A lonely shadow on the cold river, an old friend in the rivers and lakes."
"Say your name." Talented Jiang Lang was very annoyed because the person in front of him actually spoke with contempt towards him.
"If you like, call me hero." There is no name, only a code name.
"You..." Before Jiang Lang finished uttering a word, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have overlooked an important point.
"Hanjiang Guying... Hanjiang Guying..." Jiang Lang seemed to be stunned and kept repeating these four words.
"Where is it?"
"That's it!"
Almost in unison.
"The people of Hanjiang live in isolation for the rest of their lives."
"The road to the rivers and lakes is far away, and the souls of old friends are here."
"Hanjiangke, hero!"
"Really him?"
"But?"
"No one has ever seen his true face, but Han Jiangke's reputation spreads far and wide."
"Yes, the name of the hero has already become famous throughout Liuyun Kingdom because of the water of Hanjiang River."
There are faint traces of swords in his green clothes, which makes this hero look a little sloppy, but because of his sloppiness, the traces of his vicissitudes of life are even more like a sword.
"A pure charlatan, with pure charlatanism, he is a weirdo." Yang Ning's eyes reflected deeply on this charlatan named Daxia.
"Jianglang Mountain?"
"Building Mountain Realm?"
"You go down."
With a bit of a strange taste, two questions in a row, plus an affirmation, seemed to be a matter of course in the eyes of this hero.
"I……"
Jiang Langcaizi felt that this person was a freak. In addition to introducing himself, he wanted to let him go down.
"Looking for death." After hesitating for a long time, the talented man Jiang Lang started to murder. Because just in the short words just now, Jiang Langcaizi suddenly found that his state of mind was completely destroyed by this Jianghu guest named Daxia.
"Death?" The hero couldn't see his true appearance under his hat, and continued: "I'm afraid it's a little cruel."
As he spoke, an afterimage was left behind, a green stream of light like the floating leaves of a rainbow, and a few embellishments, which had already arrived in front of the talented scholar Jiang Lang.
"So fast!" Yang Ning's eyes were solemn.
