Chapter 163 The Sword of Flowing Wind

Style: Fantasy Author: The Night of Qi LongWords: 3512Update Time: 24/01/12 23:28:50
In just one day, Li Ye understood the hardships involved, especially when Li Ye had to pay attention to every arena. This was also a big drain on him, a peak mountain-building expert, especially when Zhu You came. At that moment, Li Ye even felt like he didn't know what to do.

I hope this old guy can be cured tonight. Li Ye looked at Wu Qing lying on the bed and prayed in his heart.

As Li Ye entered the room, Yang Ning also woke up from trance. Looking at Li Ye, Yang Ning knew that a day had passed, and after a day of training, Yang Ning gradually understood the death energy in Wu Qing's body.

Everyone, as they grow older, will produce death energy in their bodies. However, this death energy is caused by heaven and destiny, and no one can change it. However, this is relative to ordinary people. But cultivators, because they go against heaven, are not included in this category.

Among cultivators, there are many who use the death energy in their bodies to cultivate themselves. Such cultivators are generally labeled as evil or evil.

However, Yinfeng Valley swallowed up other people's lives and cultivation, causing death in other people's bodies. This was the case for Wu Qing at this moment.

The reason why Yin Feng Mie is so vicious is that if it hits him, everything about him will be swallowed up, leaving only the energy of death. Such a person can be said to have his spirit and soul destroyed, and cannot be reincarnated after death. This can be described as extremely cruel.

The only way to cure this kind of death energy is to drain it out of the body. Yang Ning used this method last night to bring Wu Qing back from the gate of hell.

"Senior, let's get started." Yang Ning didn't say much.

"Okay." Li Ye sat cross-legged, helped Wu Qing up, and continued last night's work.

But at this moment, Yang Ning was very familiar with the road. Even because he was familiar with the death aura, he quickly entered Wu Qing's sea of ​​consciousness.

Xi Di Manzhu was still there to protect him, but Ling Tian Jue was running faster than last night, and there was a vague feeling like a whale swallowing the sea.

The death energy entered the body, and Yang Ning's face gradually became serious. After a night of development, the death energy in Wu Qing's body was almost overwhelming. Fortunately, Xi Di Manzhu also changed.

Deep in Yang Ning's Purple Mansion, the death energy on the second level of the mountain became increasingly intense, but the star spirits at the top of the mountain had undergone negligible changes.

"Yeah!" Yang Ning was sweating profusely and was shocked.

The star spirit was left to him by Hui Ni. It has extraordinary significance. In addition to its extraordinary nature, it has always been called a holy object by Yang Ning. However, at this moment, because of the excessive concentration of death energy, it actually produced Variety.

The originally profound star spirit now has a dark gray veil.

Is this going to evolve? Yang Ning guessed that the Ling Tian Jue continued to operate, and the death energy continued to enter Yang Ning's Zifu, gradually condensing on the second level, and finally almost liquefied.

Maybe he guessed wrong, this is a change of Ling Tian Jue. Seeing that Xingling didn't respond for a long time, Yang Ning stopped paying attention.

Treatment continues.



It's been a long time and both of them are exhausted. After a night of hard work by the two of them, all the death energy in Wu Qing's body and deep in the sea of ​​consciousness was absorbed by Yang Ning.

"It's finally over..." Li Ye felt that his mind was exhausted, almost to the point of running out of gas and energy.

Yang Ning entered samadhi, and the Ling Tian Jue was running wildly in his body, constantly circulating in the purple mansion and meridians.

Wu Qing sat cross-legged on the bed, her eyes moving slightly, which made Li Ye overjoyed.

At this moment, Xuan Bing, who had been away for two days, returned again.

"How's it going?" Xuan Bing asked, but was stopped by five teachers from Qinwu Academy.

"I don't know." Qin Changchang replied.

Xuan Bing's face was as cold as ice, with a hint of wind and dust. Hearing such an answer, he suddenly became furious.

"Are you looking for death?"

"Elder Xuan Bing..." Qin Changchang suddenly understood that he had ignored the mood of the person in front of him. Qin Changchang also knew a little bit about the emotional entanglement between Wu Qing and Xuan Bing, but now he understood that there was a vague feeling of living together and dying together between the two.

"Dean Li and the young man are inside for treatment. Please be patient, Elder Xuan Bing." A teacher hurriedly explained, fearing that Xuan Bing would not be able to control himself and a fight would break out, which would be terrible.

"Still treating him?" Xuan Bing was extremely cold. After one day and two nights, there was still no result, and his face instantly became even colder.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the room.

"I... woke up..." The voice was very weak and vague.

Li Ye was shocked.

Yang Ning's transformation is over.

Wu Qing finally woke up.

At the same time, many people appeared at the top of Liuyun Tower.

"What's going on?" King Jinling flew out of Liuyun Tower first.

Prince Ning also followed closely behind and was shocked by Xuan Bing's momentum. Even from the direction of the palace, a huge aura of the emperor came.

In the Liuyun Tower under everyone's feet, all the cultivators were awakened by Xuan Bing's aura, but they did not dare to act rashly because the aura was so strong that it was shocking.

"Are you awake?" It seemed as if he had lost his soul, and then there was an afterimage left in the sky, like a black line across the sky, leaving only a remnant.

"Wake up..." Crying with joy, Xuan Bing came to Wu Qing's bedside in an instant.

"Wake up..." Wu Qing looked at Xuan Bing who was nervous and slightly angry. Her heart warmed and she said comfortingly. Her hand was weak and she reached halfway, but stopped. She seemed to be still a little afraid of Xuan Bing. Maybe It was the nature in his bones that made him stop.

Xuan Bing seemed to have lost all scruples and put Wu Qing's outstretched hand against his face.

"It'll be good if you wake up, it'll be good if you wake up..." A pair of tearful eyes, with a complex expression, but full of tenderness.

Wu Qing's heart seemed to tremble slightly the moment she came into contact with Xuan Bing's face, and she remembered a scene from a long, long time ago.

It was a moonlit night, the bright moon was as bright as jade and water. It was also that night that I finally revealed my true feelings and made a lifelong promise to the beauty in front of me.

It seems to feel very far away, very far away...

The touch at this moment is so clear.

For a moment, Wu Qing felt a little trembling in her heart.

"Xuan Bing, it's over, it's all over..." he comforted, his voice trembling slightly, as if a century had passed.

"Ahem..." An inappropriate voice sounded, and Li Ye stood up and said, "I owe my life to this young man..."

With that said, Li Ye pointed at Yang Ning.

Among the two, Xuan Bing's face was slightly red, and soon his face was as cold as ice. Seeing that Yang Ning was still in trance, he walked out of the room without disturbing her.

"Elder Xuan Bing, how are you doing with Elder Wu Qing?" Qin Changchang couldn't wait to know Wu Qing's situation, but he got a pair of blank eyes and left immediately.

Qin Changchang didn't know what was wrong with him, why he felt strange, especially Xuan Bing's eyes, which were a little red. He didn't dare to ask more questions immediately, so he could only let him go.

"Let's go and take a look..." With that said, five teachers rushed into the room.

The early morning light gradually fell, but the arena was still there.

But at this moment, because the sky was red with blood, I felt a lot more depressed.

Five hundred outstanding people felt heavy in their hearts because one person made the entire young generation of Liuyun Kingdom unable to hold their heads high. This was undoubtedly a slap in the face.

But there is no way, no matter how strong it is, under the strongest trump card, he can't even survive one move.

Who can defeat him? Who can fight?

Divine body?

I don’t know, at the very least, the Yuyin divine body is not moving, and the Canglan Ba ​​body is lying drunk on the beauty’s knees, so how can I be in the mood to care about this.

"Sad..." There was a lot of helplessness in the sigh, but the blood river Zhu You was invincible.

Blood red spreads across the entire square, and the smell of blood permeates the air, constantly pouring out, provoking and showing off...

"I can't stand it anymore..." Liufeng finally couldn't bear it and wanted to fight for Liuyun Kingdom.

The spiritual sword bloomed, the ultimate sword intention was transforming, and traces of the rules of the sword emerged, and he jumped forward.

"Beixuan Sword Sect, Liufeng comes to fight!" Liufeng saluted Zhu You in the blood mist, the sword light flipped, and vaguely, the rules flashed, which can resonate with Changtian.

"The rules of swordsmanship?" Zhu You was stunned for a moment, and then the blood mist gradually filled the air, gaining Liu Feng's cultivation.

"Weird." Even Zhu You was very puzzled. A mountain-viewing practitioner could actually understand the rules of swordsmanship. This was almost impossible, but seeing is believing.

"But, so what." Zhu You's body was covered in blood mist, which gradually became blurred. At the same time, countless blood spears rose around him.

"Fight!" One word expressed Liu Feng's anger vividly.

The spirit sword dances across the sky, as if it is condensed, like a white rainbow, it can almost cut through the sky and make it clear under the sky.

"Mountain outside the mountain..."

"Otherland..."

In a row, Liufeng directly showed his strongest side and wanted to fight without regrets.

This is not only Liufeng, but also the face of Beixuan Sword Sect and even Liuyun Kingdom. Liufeng wants to fight happily and fight with no regrets. Only in this way can he be worthy of his swordsmanship.

Blood mist rose, but everything the sword light touched was shattered, and the blue sky and white sun gradually appeared.

"Suppressed?" Many people are looking forward to this battle and hope that Liufeng can win, but is this the reality? No one can grasp it.

On the high platform, Li Ye looked relaxed, because the recovery of his old friend made him feel happy.

But when he saw Liufeng using the rules of swordsmanship with the intention of suppressing the blood mist, he already understood the result.

"Perhaps, with his strength, I can fight with him, but..." It was somewhat regretful.

"Huh? No..." Before the sound of regret could subside, a sudden change occurred.

I saw Liu Feng using the sword as a guide, and actually ignited a huge fire on it.

"I see..." Li Ye understood Liu Feng's plan.

The terrifying sword intent pointed directly at the sky, penetrating the entire blood mist, and then there was a roaring sound, like thunder from the sky, dancing with flames and falling down.

"Liu Feng is trying to imitate Supreme Elder Jian Jue?" Feng Feiyang saw the clues and whispered Liu Feng's trajectory.

Yang Zhen paid attention and was shocked by the changes on the ring.

"It's so amazing..." Qin Ningyi was also amazed, feeling that what she said was inferior to him, and a trace of perseverance flashed in her heart.

The Changtian explosion attracted the entire square, and everyone's eyes were shocked by the Changtian flames.

"Perhaps, he can really fight." This is what the powerful family in the capital is weighing.

"It's a pity that the realm is still..." The realm is Liufeng's shortcoming, and it is too different from Zhu You. Although there is the blessing of the realm outside the earth, the gap is too big to make up for.

"Don't we, the Liuyun Kingdom, have someone who can suppress this person?" Full of sighs, feeling sorry for the Liuyun Kingdom.

On the ring, Zhu You's eyes gradually became serious, because his blood mist was rapidly decreasing, and he shouted: "Let you taste the power of my blood spear..." With a wave of his hand, countless blood mist scattered in the sky, Instantly condensed, the spears all over the sky were immediately aimed at Liu Feng who was dancing the spiritual sword, and shot away.

"Angry Sword!" Liufeng was also roaring. For a moment, sword skills were commotion, flames filled the sky, and he was blocking the sword in front of him. At the same time, he stabbed several swords continuously, blocking the way under the sky.

This is the collision of rules and realm.

Rumble…

It exploded with terrifying power...

The two figures bounced away quickly, and neither of them could eat well.

"Happy..." Liufeng felt unprecedentedly happy, feeling that the power accumulated in his chest was finally released.