"What do you mean?" Prince Ning was confused and worried about Yang Ning's safety.
"Since the sword light has not dissipated, it means there is still a glimmer of hope." King Jinling is stronger than King Ning, and his knowledge is naturally higher.
"But, this is too slim, right?" Prince Ning felt that he had to take action, because the element of such a gamble made Prince Ning very uncomfortable.
"No, there is a change..." King Jinling pointed his finger in the air, and saw that in the bloody sword, the light of the sword was uncertain, but it began to ignite a flame.
"The sword broke?" When King Ning heard the sound of the sword breaking, he became increasingly uneasy and wanted to rush forward.
King Jinling stood in the way and shouted: "Don't be impulsive..."
"Prince Jinling, what do you mean?" Prince Ning was angry, feeling that Prince Jinling was unkind, otherwise why would he stop him from rescuing Yang Ning again and again.
"You seem to have forgotten something..."
"What?" Prince Ning suddenly felt that what Prince Jinling did was right.
Among the bloody swords in the distance, the sword light completely disappeared. And Yang Ning, who was under the bloody knife, was miserable at the moment.
The clothes were stained red by blood, and there were even traces of the blood sword Qi scratched in many places. They were bleeding and staining. The original cyan clothes turned into strands of silk, and blood continued to flow down.
The sword body is gradually collapsing, and even the sword's intention is dissipating...
The Chengyi Sword in Yang Ning's hand only had a hilt left, and the blade had been completely swallowed by the blood knife.
Yang Ning struggled fiercely, but the terrifying bloody wind around him continued to wash away.
No! Yang Ning couldn't believe that this blood sword was so terrifying that he couldn't defeat it, especially the bloody wind in it, which almost shattered his sword body, and even the spiritual weapon Chengyi Sword was shattered.
"What's the explanation?" Yang Ning asked herself more than once.
Since the blood knife fell, Zhu You seemed to have lost his trace. He was invisible in the blood mist. After controlling the blood knife and cutting to his limit, he also consumed a lot of energy, so he hid.
This is why Zhu You formed a habit after tracking him down in the Blood River Empire. It has become Zhu You's instinct to be careful and adapt at any time.
In order to prevent backlash, Zhu You hid in the blood mist, observed carefully, and at the same time recovered himself.
Yang Ning felt an unprecedented crisis under the bloody knife. It was too strong, and the gap between the two could not be completely made up by the extraterrestrial realm, especially the realm in front of them, which was a full six realms apart.
Because of the shattering of the spiritual sword, Yang Ning was traumatized and bleeding.
"Is it really impossible to defeat?" Yang Ning didn't want to use the killing sword, so she asked her final question and at the same time used the killing sword.
The killing sword was hidden in a bamboo scabbard and looked ordinary. Yang Ning behaved with difficulty, but he wanted to determine the outcome in one fell swoop.
At this moment, not only was Yang Ning at his most miserable, but it was also Zhu You's most empty moment.
Yang Ning held the bamboo scabbard in her hand, and the "Bing" tactic was secretly running. At the same time, the Lingtian tactic was running crazily, and her right hand was pressed on the hilt of the sword.
Her long hair was dancing wildly, no longer caring about the seriousness of her injuries. If this continued, Yang Ning would be completely overwhelmed by the bloody knife.
With a sense of faith, he held up his last thought.
Three feet of space.
The sword intent lingered, instantly cutting off the blood around him.
"Huh?" Zhu You was invisible in the blood mist and felt that there was a gap in his blood knife, but soon, the three-foot space was weakened.
"Is this a struggle before death?" Zhu You was looking forward to victory. He understood that Yang Ning had done such a rejuvenating act. Every outstanding person would do such a feat before dying.
But Zhu You still checked it carefully, and finally felt relieved after confirming that it was correct. After all, this opponent surprised me a lot, even more than the swordsman master.
"But what can I do, it's better to die under my bloody knife." Zhu You's long hair was floating in the blood mist, while constantly recovering his own consumption. If you want to conquer a country by one person, you can only achieve it by maintaining your best condition at all times.
"Yang Ning..." Liufeng felt the moment just now and thought it was Yang Ning who broke through the blood sword, but the fleeting sword light was eventually annihilated.
"Are you defeated like this?" Feng Feiyang was not willing to give in, but Zhu You was too strong, ridiculously strong.
Yang Zhen was struggling and wanted to get away, but Qin Ningyi held him tightly and refused to let him enter the ring again. At the same time, Qin Ningyi kept looking at the top floor of Liuyun Tower, where she felt the aura of a strong man.
"Have you lost?" The hero felt that it was not true, but he was also eager to fight Yang Ning, but now...
The aura around the hero's body is solidified, and the ink color seems to be frozen, like a landscape ink mark, frozen here, with a faint majestic Jianghu aura in the middle, gradually spreading, as if to say goodbye to the opponent.
"Huh?" The hero hummed, feeling a weak breath.
The bamboo hat moved slightly, as if he was looking into the sky and under the blood mist.
The blood knife continued to fall, its speed never changed, and it was annihilating Yang Ning bit by bit.
The smell of blood became thicker and thicker, with the aura of severing life, and it was deafening.
The arena is shaking, the square is roaring...
On the high platform, the teachers of Qinwu Academy were all on alert, hoping to save Yang Ning at the last moment. After all, relatively speaking, Qinwu Academy owed Yang Ning a big favor.
Xuan Bing stared from a distance, not wanting Yang Ning to die just like that.
The bloody knife continued and had completely penetrated Yang Ning's body.
"Ah..." A scream came.
"Yang Ning..."
"..." Prince Ning was ready to take action at any time.
Liao Tinghuo hid in a dark corner, feeling that he had to witness the death process, and walked out of the darkness with joy on his face.
…
"Yang Ning..." Liufeng was shouting, hoping to wake up Yang Ning and make Yang Ning make the final struggle.
but……
The bloody knife continued, and Yang Ning's whole body was already covered with blood.
"ah……"
Heart-breaking, blood mist gradually seeped out, shaking people's hearts.
"Pull out..." The voice was weak and almost impossible to trace.
"Huh? This is..." Jun Yuyu suddenly seemed to hear something.
"Sword!" The voice gradually regained its pronunciation, but it was still trembling, as if it might disappear at any time.
"This is..." Feng Feiyang also heard the voice, which seemed to be the echo in his heart, and he couldn't be sure for a while.
"I heard it too..." Liufeng was excited, because this was the resonance of the sword, and the turmoil of the sword's intention flashed in Liufeng's heart.
Not only the two people heard it, but more people heard the sound, but it was not clear enough.
"How is it possible?" Liao Tinghuo was cursing in his heart. How could this person survive under such an aura? Damn, he deserves to die...
But he was disappointed...
"Shu..." The voice gradually recovered, seemed to have some strength, and gradually became louder.
"Huh?" Zhu You couldn't believe it, but he quickly made a judgment, clasped his hands together, continued to control the blood knife, accelerated the blood knife's descent, and wanted to kill Yang Ning completely.
However, he suddenly discovered that in the blood knife he controlled, there was an extra bloody space that he could not control.
"What's going on?" Zhu You was anxious, gathering all the blood mist around him and blessing it on the blood knife.
The momentum of the blood knife climbed again, finally reaching the limit that Zhu You could reach.
"It's so scary..." Ji Xueru, who had always been as steady as a mountain on the high platform, also stood up at this moment.
Because this blood knife already has the power close to the power of a powerful person from the Five Declines of Heaven and Man.
Huhu...
The blood surged down like a tidal wave.
"Hold on..." Liufeng shouted, understanding the reason for the change.
Li Ye, who had been paying attention to the battle, was finally moved at this moment.
A strong man at the fifth level of the Mountain Building Realm actually delivered such a blow. He was also shocked, but rather than shocked, he was more surprised, because Yang Ning could still persist under such a powerful blood knife. Especially when they launched a counterattack just now.
Rumble…
Tsk tsk...
The voices are mixed and constantly intermingling.
The forces of terror are constantly intertwining.
The sword-drawing technique was finally drawn out.
At the same time as the two bloody forces intertwined, in the middle of the blood knife, a bloody force surged upwards, destroying everything.
"No..." Zhu You couldn't believe it, because the other party found his position instantly.
Extremely scary.
Zhu You released his hands, turned into a ball of blood mist, and ran away quickly.
Rumble…
The roar remains the same.
The bloody knife is shattering.
The bloody sword light broke through the blockade in everyone's eyes.
Straight through the sky...
"Won?"
"Where is Zhu Youren?" Because of the blending of blood and color, Chang Tian could no longer distinguish, leaving only a blood mist.
"He ran away?" King Ning felt that everything in front of him was not real. He stood on the top floor, his mind covering the square, and he could no longer feel Zhu You's breath.
King Jinling stared at the arena in the square with a normal expression. His python suit danced in the wind, and there was a faint dragon flying out.
"..." Prince Ning felt like he had a lump in his throat, and he really didn't want to face this friend who had been with him for many years. Just now, I almost fell out with him, but now I wanted to speak again, but found that no matter what, it was difficult to do so.
After all, it was because I didn't know enough, and because of the crisis, I forgot an important thing, which was the artifact Sword Killing.
He actually forgot something so important. Judging from King Jinling's expression, it was obvious that the other party had already expected this. Thinking of this, Prince Ning's face turned red and he hesitated for a long time, but finally did not speak.
"Run away?" Liao Tinghuo didn't believe his eyes, because the blood mist gradually dissipated, and he did not see the figure of Xuehe Zhu You. As the blood mist gradually dissipated, Yang Ning's figure was gradually revealed.
"Damn it." Liao Tinghuo felt that his work was in vain, and the corner of his eyes fell on Mo Yi not far away.
"We won..." Yang Zhen said with difficulty, and sweat was pouring from his forehead.
The relationship between the two is beyond imagination.
"Win!" Zhao Gang was also cheering.
"Oh! I won..."
Above the square, there was a splendor.
Not only are the five hundred heroes, this is worthy of celebration for the entire Liuyun Kingdom. One Zhu You almost trampled the entire Liuyun Kingdom under his feet.
"Hero! Hero..."
Cheers filled with heartfelt gratitude.
Those who turn the tide in times of crisis can bear the word "hero".
Yang Ning looked extremely embarrassed in mid-air. Even the killing sword only had instinctive blood, flickering with a faint blood color.
The green shirt on his body was even more stranded. The flesh and blood under the green shirt was bleeding continuously, and his face looked extremely haggard.
The entire square was immersed in joy.
…
After half an hour, things gradually eased.
Li Yepiao stood high in the sky and said: "Such a talent can be directly promoted. I wonder if you have any objections?"
"You..." Qin Changchang suddenly felt angry, because by doing this, Li Ye completely benefited from all Yang Ning's achievements.
"Me?" Li Ye pointed at himself and said, "What am I? Am I right?" Li Ye faced all the heroes below the ring as if asking.
"right!"
"That's how it should be..." Many people applauded, feeling that Li Ye was acting like this out of respect for the hero.
But Qin Changchang knew that this was Li Ye trying to win over Yang Ning. Such a monster could only be picked out of ten thousand.
But do you want to stop it yourself? Qin Changchang clearly knew Li Ye's plan, but he had nothing to do at this moment.
