Compared with Liufeng, Yang Ning's swordsmanship is more single.
The two momentums were constantly intertwined, creating sparks from friction, and there was a faint flash of blood-colored thunder.
The blood mist kept trying to submerge the three-foot space, but the sword intent was like a mighty whirlpool, constantly obliterating the blood mist. But he didn't dare to rush forward, because the blood mist covered the sky and the sun, and even Yang Ning's sword could not wipe out all the blood mist in an instant.
Sizzling...
Constant friction.
After condensing for a long time, both of them felt that their momentum was enough and finally moved.
Action simultaneously.
The aura of terror swept over the opponent instantly.
A pillar of blood hit Yang Ning's eyebrows directly, with terrifying bloody power, the scarlet color was about to overwhelm everything.
Hunyuan sword.
It was very pure, without a trace of color, only the sword light, a huge sword light, about one foot long, came forward.
In the long sky, one red and one white, crossing between the two. They are fighting for more space for their masters and racing against each other.
laugh!
A harsh sound passed by.
The sword light kept penetrating the blood column, but was also being wiped out on the way.
Finally, when the blood column was about to be shattered, the power of the sword light also reached its end, and the two disappeared little by little.
"very scary."
"Can he make up for the realm gap between the two?" Among the outstanding people, they hope that Yang Ning will win, but thinking about the realm between the two, they are still full of worries.
The three-foot space is still rising.
In the blood mist, Zhu You's face remained as usual.
Yang Ning moved, and his breath continued to rise.
The realm of the mountains beyond the mountains and the realm of the earth are all displayed. The aura has reached six times that of before. In the three-foot space, the sword intention gradually becomes stronger, reaching the point of terror, lingering continuously, like the interweaving of thunder.
"Are you serious?" Zhu You's aura is also rising.
Compared with the pure blood mist method, Yang Ning found that Zhu Youzhi's blood skill and the blood mist method of the Qushan tribe were still very different.
The Qushan tribe's blood mist technique is more bloody and more powerful, but Zhu Youzhi's blood technique is more extensive and seems to feel like a sea of stars.
However, the elusiveness between the two is a headache.
The master is invisible in the blood mist. It makes it difficult to draw a sword.
Although the move just now was a test, it also proved that Yang Ning's combat power was still slightly insufficient.
Therefore, Yang Ning chose to improve himself.
"I don't know what the connection is between you and the Qushan tribe, but the blood mist method should not appear in the world." Yang Ning hates the blood mist method deeply, because Yangjia Village was destroyed, and the deep hatred in it cannot be forgotten.
"You should be suppressed." Zhu You's answer was simpler, his face gradually became ferocious, and he wanted to suppress Yang Ning.
"war."
A sound echoed in the square, and there seemed to be a magic power that pushed the two of them to the top.
Above the blood mist, Li Ye looked expressionless as he examined the battle below and had a general understanding of the strength between the two.
Although the outcome between the two has nothing to do with him, Li Ye still hopes that Yang Ning can win.
Maybe this is the subconscious concern in my heart.
And high in the sky, Junyi controlled the mirror of creation and guarded it silently, wrapping up the entire Liuyun City, not wanting the enemies hiding in the dark to appear.
On another arena, Yu Bing's face gradually changed. It was a look that could see through the world of mortals and fortify one's mind to overcome delusion.
In the lower corner, a hero dressed in ink, with a sword on his waist, a faint flash of sword light, with the smell of a lonely figure, a little lonely, completely like a walking landscape with splashes of ink.
The blood mist was overwhelming, and there was a feeling of destroying everything.
"Try the mainstream of my blood." In an instant, thousands of spears rushed out from all directions, all pointing at Yang Ning.
Huhu...
Cutting through the bloody sky.
With a sword move, Yang Ning took a step forward.
The Chengyi Sword in his hand kept chanting, and the peak sword intention stretched ten feet. As he swung it, countless blood mist was instantly evaporated.
Taking a step further, he stepped out of the embellishment pen on the sky, creating ripples that vibrated in the blood mist.
It seemed to be penetrating and shattering the nearby blood spears. The blood mist will be wiped away continuously.
There is another collision between the two.
However, Zhu You found that the other party's aura was still rising. He was constantly weighing it in his mind, feeling that he needed to kill the other party.
So he put his hands together, forming two terrifying blood mist in the sky, and kept getting closer.
Rumble…
In the blood mist, Yang Ning entered again...
In an instant, it was already five steps away.
"Seven-step killer sword?" After being shocked, Liufeng was amazed by Yang Ning's sword skills, because if this continued, Yang Ning would not have time to take the seventh step.
I saw that above the long sky, a huge bloody knife had been formed between his hands.
With boundless bloodshed, they gathered together.
"When the blood gets thicker, it will mutate. Could this be..."
I saw in my eyes, the blood red gradually became thicker, and it was close to darkness, like blue thunder, like green light...
"very scary……"
"Is this Zhu You's strongest power?"
"The blood sword will destroy the world." A voice rang out in the blood mist above the sky.
Click! Click...
It kept falling, as if it was going to split the entire square.
There is a feeling of opening up the world, destroying everything, shattering all the light in the world.
"It's too scary..." Yang Zhen also exclaimed, feeling that he was invincible and felt the aura of destruction in it.
"I hope he can get through it..." Feng Feiyang believed in Yang Ning, but was worried at the moment.
Because of his strong strength, he may have reached the extreme level of mountain building.
And this extreme is the extreme that has not survived the five declines of heaven and man. Even so, it is beyond the acceptable range of the mountain viewing realm.
"Can we still win?" The heroes were full of worry.
"Is my Liuyun Kingdom going to be trampled under the feet of this person?" Reluctance is written on his face, but every time he looks up and sees such an invincible bloody sword, he feels even more desperate.
"How can we fight like this?" is the best explanation for Zhu Youzhi's strength.
The black blood knife fell, and the surrounding blood mist was continuously submerged, blended into the blood knife, and gradually became condensed.
Like blood jade, extremely smooth, like a heavenly sword, with an aura of judgment.
Click! Click...
The sky is shattering...
Yang Ning felt a terrifying airflow in the three-foot space around him, which made Yang Ning's face look horrified.
Is this his greatest strength?
Yang Ning could feel that his three-foot space was constantly weakening, and even felt like it was about to be broken.
"I am invincible." This is Yang Ning's belief, and it is also the heart of the sword.
The three-foot space is like a rootless tree, which is extremely weak under the powerful blood knife.
In the midst of the storm, it is about to be swallowed up.
At this moment, Yang Ning suddenly felt a hint of sword power.
It was in the sky, very faint and almost invisible.
If it weren't for the fact that he was between the blood knives, which raised the space around him again, he wouldn't have been able to notice it at all.
"That's..." Yang Ning understood.
It was left by the flowing wind and had not been cleaned up by Zhu You. Only a trace stayed at the original wound.
It was so weak that even the person involved, Zhu You, didn't notice it.
But this discovery made Yang Ning grasp at a life-saving straw.
The reason why Zhu You is terrifying is that as long as he is in the blood mist, he can change his position at will, so this makes it difficult for the swordsman to draw his sword and unable to lock on the opponent at all.
But this discovery was enough for Yang Ning to expand infinitely.
The seventh step is difficult to take.
Yang Ning even felt that the three-foot space around him was about to be shattered.
Because he went further, he endured the terrifying aura brought by the blood knife, but he had to face it.
The blood mist continued to penetrate, and in the sword light, he kept trying, but he was quickly annihilated.
But the amount was huge, and the lingering sword intent still couldn't stop the massive amount of blood mist.
"Oops..." Liufeng was surprised.
"Yang Ning rushes in. If the three-foot space is shattered, he will be instantly submerged by the bloody knife..." Liu Feng's heart suddenly rose to his throat.
"Haha..." Zhu You's proud laughter came from the strip.
Because the three-foot sword space will eventually be broken.
In other words, the opponent will be crushed by his own bloody knife.
The green shirt gradually became erratic and began to fly.
The three-foot giant sword came forward to meet him.
The seven-step killing sword finally took shape.
But is it useful?
The blood knife fell, and Yang Ning felt like it was facing the entire blood sky.
This is the power of fragmentation and annihilation.
But only by facing him up can he have a chance to defeat the enemy.
But at this moment...
Yang Ning only felt that his whole body was being annihilated little by little.
Sizzling...
The harsh voice made Yang Ning unable to calm down for a long time.
"Did you lose?"
No one thought that the three-foot giant sword could resist this bloody knife.
It's really too strong...
"How can we fight like this?" The angry man felt his face burning. If he couldn't win this battle, then who would be able to fight him.
"Are we just going to have to watch him trample our country, Liuyun Country, under his feet?"
There was no response because it was about to become reality.
Even on the top floor of Liuyun Tower, the king's face was gloomy.
This is not only a matter of victory or defeat, but also makes Liuyun Kingdom unable to hold its head high.
"Is there no one in the younger generation of Liuyun Kingdom who can compete with me?" The country's leader was unwilling to give in and wanted to suppress it, but in the end he held back because this was a competition for supremacy among the younger generation, and no one here could interfere.
"This young man's strength has already entered the ranks of real strong men..." Prince Ning also sighed, feeling that Yang Ning could not break through the blood knife and was ready to rescue him at any time.
"Get ready for rescue." The king was very disappointed. He looked at the bloody knife in the distance and left a sentence before the figure gradually disappeared.
The king didn't want to face reality, he felt it was too scary.
Prince Ning had a cold look on his face and understood the king's psychology. After the king left, he nodded, but with disappointment.
It's really too strong...
The three-foot space was gradually eroded by the blood mist, bit by bit broken, bit by bit annihilated...
"Haha..." echoed for a long time, this was a victorious laughter after a breakthrough.
The three-foot-long giant sword looked extremely weak, almost like a mantis using its arms as a chariot.
It’s really unbearable to look at.
Many outstanding people closed their eyes at this moment, unable to accept this reality.
The hero was also silent. The long knife on his waist was constantly glowing with ink, and he wanted to fly towards him, but he still held back because he didn't think he could block this knife.
This is an invincible bloody knife.
As strong as the Sword Intention Space, if it is all annihilated, how can the others be able to defeat it?
Rumble…
The two are intertwined.
No surprises.
The green shirt is broken.
The sword light kept disappearing.
It's like water and milk are constantly drowning, swallowing up the giant sword bit by bit.
Clang…
"puff……"
There were cracks in Chengyi Sword.
Broken...
Yang Ning kept bleeding and was bitten by the spirit sword...
But the blood knife is ruthless and will not have any scruples.
The three-foot space was completely annihilated, Yang Ning's figure was erased bit by bit, and disappeared under the bloody sword.
"Yang Ning..." Yang Zhen shouted angrily and wanted to rush to the ring, but was held back by Liu Feng and Feng Feiyang beside him.
At this moment, there is no way to rescue him.
The blood knife is too terrifying. Even if you go up to it, you will only lose one life.
"Yang Ning..." Yang Zhen was heartbroken.
In the corner of the crowd watching the battle outside, a smile gradually flashed across the face of a shadow.
Finally died...
Ha ha……
Everyone knows that there is no way to break through, only death, which cannot be changed.
"Hey..." Prince Ning sighed, feeling Yang Ning's life disappearing bit by bit. He was about to transform into Changhong and rush into the blood mist, but found that his body was blocked.
"Prince Jinling?" Prince Ning was puzzled.
"Wait a moment." King Jinling seemed to have discovered something.
"Look, the sword light has not been cut off yet." King Jinling pointed to the space where the bloody knife fell. There was a flickering sword light there, as if he was making his last stand.
