Yang Ning was bathed in blood, and a cold blade would appear on his chest from time to time, but the hand holding the sword never let go.
This is a belief that only a determined swordsman's heart can achieve.
A sword in your hand can kill any enemy.
The bloody sword soared into the sky.
The art of drawing a sword in seven steps.
The strongest power that Yang Ning can exert at this stage has left indelible damage to Liao Tao's Qingyue Dharma.
The bloody light broke through the sky, and the bloody light attracted the light from the outside world, causing Liao Tao's strength to decline, and Qingyue Dharmaxiang could not do his full work.
Yang Zhen danced with Fang Tian's painted halberd and kept attacking Liao Tao to buy Yang Ning time.
Finally, with the cooperation of the two of them, Qingyue Dharma was pierced through, leaving several holes.
The sunshine warmed the heaven and earth, giving the originally extremely cold Qingyue Space a hint of human warmth.
"Wushuang - furious." Yang Zhen held the halberd tightly in his hand. The violent power was like a boiling river, destroying the heaven and earth wherever it passed.
Qingyue Dharma was finally broken.
Liao Tao was backlashed, leaving blood stains on the corners of his mouth.
The sky is stained with blood, and the high platform is stained with blood.
But it's not enough. The original intention of Yang Zhen and Yang Ning was to kill Liao Tao on the high platform. Only in this way can it be considered a real victory.
However, at this moment, a step has been taken towards victory.
"Is it broken?" Liao Tao's eyes were blazing, and he spat out two rays of coldness, which were directed at the two of them.
At this moment, because the two of them had to use all their strength in order to break through Qingyue's Dharma Form, it was at the moment when they were at their weakest. The light contained terrifying power, and the intention of killing was obvious.
"Okay." When he took the time, Liao Tinghuo shouted out the words to cheer for his son.
At this moment, Liao Tao has shown to be outstanding enough. Although he is only a few years older than Yang Zhen and Yang Ning, his strength is enough to shock the Liuyun Kingdom and become a legend for the entire Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya.
"Kill!" Liao Tao became cold and showed his invincibility, overlooking Liuyun City.
No one can do it better than him.
"Blue Moon Slash." Liao Tao waved the Blue Moon Double-edged Sword and slashed it down high in the sky, making people unable to avoid it.
The light flew towards them, and Yang Ning and Yang Zhen had to resist again.
"Hunyuan Sword Drawing Technique." Yang Ning no longer knows how many times he has drawn the sword, and there are even a lot of bamboo sheath fragments scattered on the high platform.
As the debris broke through the mountain-building realm, the spiritual power that could be stored in the body also doubled. Otherwise, with Yang Ning's cultivation level, he would not be able to perform such continuous sword-drawing techniques.
The sword light is majestic, blooming in the blood, born out of the blood light, flying towards it.
"Wushuang - God's Wrath." Yang Zhen's Wushuang truth broke through the coldness around him again and again, catering to the incoming light.
boom……
boom……
Two sounds in succession, in no particular order, exploded high in the sky.
The coldness swept across, the blood splattered, and the momentum was unparalleled...
In an instant, the sky shattered, a brief vacuum appeared, and everything returned to nothingness in annihilation.
"Not good!" Feng Feiyang exclaimed, flying up and finally seeing clearly the battle situation on the high platform.
While Yang Ning and Yang Zhen were resisting the light, the light from Qingyue's double-edged sword was unstoppable no matter what.
Huhu...
The sound of breaking through the sky shocked the sky, and even before the cold blade, the space was solidifying.
This is a kind of Qihan carrying Qingyue's true form, attacking sideways, trying to annihilate Yang Ning and Yang Ning in one fell swoop.
Liao Tao's face showed a sinister look, and at the same time it gradually turned into a smile.
"Be careful..." The white light flashed through the air and flew up to the high platform, like a white horse passing through the gap, even more powerful than a willow swallow in the sky.
Full of elegance, an elegant look rushed into the chill.
"You..." Yang Ning's voice stopped abruptly.
"Ah..." Yang Zhen was hysterical. When he turned around with difficulty, he saw an unbelievable scene.
"The wind is flying..." Yang Ning was furious, raised his sword high, and unleashed an astonishing strike.
Clang!
The divine sword was invincible, blood light cut through the sky, and endless nothingness appeared.
"You..." Yang Ning felt her heart bleeding.
"Brother Feiyang..." The beautiful white shadow arrived in an instant.
"Xing...Xing'er..."
The sound was choppy.
"Don't cry..." A white hand gently caressed the beauty's cheek, and a broken blade at her waist went straight into her heart.
"Myolie...don't cry..." Fengfei was bleeding, and life was passing by.
Junyi's eyes were full of tenderness.
However, the life lost can never come back.
"Brother Feiyang..." Blood dripped from the corner of the beauty's eyes, as if her heart was broken.
"Live well...live...alive..." I have reached the end of my life.
"Brother Feiyang..." Blood streaked across his cheek, and there was something strange on the fat skin that could be broken with a finger.
The hand caressing her cheek gradually lost its strength and kept slipping away.
"Brother Feiyang, wait for me..." A force came out of Feng Xing'er's body.
"No..." Yang Ning roared, trying to stop him, but was ejected by the force.
"Quickly, stop her..." However, as soon as he finished speaking, the white light was seen extremely fast, and a white shadow rushed towards Han Guang with his lover in his arms.
"No..." He yelled in vain, unable to stop him.
Yang Zhen also encountered the same fate as Zhang Zong. He was bounced away and his body flew upside down. His dark golden blood boiled, leaving an afterimage in the air.
"Myolie..." Jun Yuyu looked back, tears flashing in her eyes, which wet her eyes.
"Junior brother..." Liufeng's sword pierced the air and swept through several strong men at the third level of the Mountain Building Realm, instantly ending their lives. They could only look up and watch.
With Bai Ying's movement skills, even those at the sixth level of Mountain Building Realm could not follow up, let alone them.
He could only watch as Bai Ying rushed into Han Ying.
"Feng Xing'er..." Yang Ning beat her feet and chest, feeling that her heart became extremely painful at this moment.
But he could only watch helplessly, watching Feng Xing'er explode herself.
This is an extreme way to die, and only one with the will to die can be so decisive.
"Damn!" In the center of the cold shadow, Liao Tao was blocked with a slash, and was even cut off by Yang Ning's decisive sword, causing him to bleed.
When his body was not stable, he suddenly felt a destructive force approaching him at an extremely fast speed. He hurriedly used his remaining strength to hold up half of the Qingyue Dharma Form, blocking it in front of him, and displayed the true body protection. Gang, to protect oneself.
Huhu...
White shadows cut across the sky, embracing her lover without any hesitation.
The Feng family's body skills were already among the best, not to mention that Feng Xing'er had no reason to live at this moment, so she naturally used all her strength to her own limit.
"Brother Feiyang, Xing'er is here to accompany you..." Feng Xing'er's face was full of blood and tears, but it was the most tenacious performance of a daughter during the fight.
"Xing...Xing'er..." Feng Feiyang's remaining breath could already feel his lover's will to die.
"Brother Feiyang, don't be afraid, Xing'er is about to open..." Feng Xing'er mobilized all her spiritual power and returned it to the sea of consciousness, compressing it at the limit, and finally felt the sense of exclusion within one foot of Liao Tao. .
However, despite being ostracized, she still couldn't resist Feng Xing'er's determination to die.
Without any unnecessary words, Feng Xing'er lowered her head and looked at her very familiar face, the desire to die in her heart became even deeper.
very scary.
The speed of movement is extremely fast.
This is the true meaning of the wind game. It shuttles between all forces as usual.
Finally, when Feng Xing'er tried her best, she came three feet in front of Liao Tao.
"No……"
"Myolie..."
"No……"
But no matter how loud the voice was, it was no longer possible to follow up, because Bai Ying's extreme speed made people hesitate.
"You bitch, damn it, damn it..." Liao Tao felt an unprecedented crisis.
"Tao'er..." Liao Tinghuo also noticed the changes on the high platform and wanted to help his son, but he was tightly entangled by his opponent and could not escape.
"Damn it, damn it..." Liao Tao roared hysterically, bursting out with unprecedented potential and forcing himself into a desperate situation.
Rumble…
The sky and the earth are mourning, and the sky is mourning...
On the high platform, a power that cannot be seen directly erupts.
Ripples spread out from the center of the explosion, the sky was shattered, the atmosphere was messy, and even the people nearby were submerged and never came out again.
Rumble…
Gradually it went away, leaving the smell of blood in the air, and the world gradually returned to peace, leaving only the sadness of the wind.
The three-foot space around Yang Ning was washed away by the constant spiritual wind, but he could only watch the beauty's self-destruction.
His heart was bleeding and his eyes gradually turned blood red.
It seemed that he was affected by the killing sword, and deep in Yang Ning's eyes, the shadow of a killing sword gradually appeared.
Rumble…
Fading away.
"Are you not dead?" Yang Ning murmured to himself, immediately feeling the figure at the center of the explosion.
Even though he was embarrassed, and even though his chest was shattered, he still managed to survive.
"Tao'er..." Liao Tinghuo finally felt relieved.
"Damn it, actually..." The Liufeng Spiritual Sword swept across, unleashing his power again.
To be able to survive a self-destruction is ultimately extremely disappointing.
"Kill!" Yang Zhen reacted first and waved his halberd again. Dark golden blood flew out from the tiger's mouth, leaving a long mark on the sky.
Take advantage of his illness and kill him.
Yang Zhen would never allow Liao Tao any room for change.
In the scene that just happened, high in the sky, three people stood silently, not moving at all.
"I didn't expect that the life-saving charm I left for him would be used like this..." It seemed with regret, but he didn't expect that a woman could be so strong and decisive.
"Life-saving Talisman?" Wu Yang did not expect that his junior brother would actually hand over such treasures to his disciples, but looking at Liao Tao's performance, he was indeed very surprised.
Fighting one against two, even with a higher cultivation level than the two, seems to be bullying, but only the strong one truly knows that the cultivation level of these two people can no longer represent their combat power.
The divine body is already the pinnacle, not to mention the third ranked Canglan hegemonic body.
And the other one is even more perverted. Judging from its condition, it should be the legendary sword body that no one can achieve. The sword body is a legendary physique that requires acquired achievements, but is even more rare than the divine body.
Such two people were able to be suppressed by Liao Tao, which shows how extraordinary Liao Tao is.
Ding Mo was silent, as if everything seemed so insignificant to him. The clothes dance with the wind, which has a certain charm.
However, the moment I heard the life-saving charm, my heart still palpitated.
Life-saving talismans are very rare, and there seems to be only one person in the entire continent who can refine them, and this person's identity is like an illusory miracle that cannot be traced.
No one knows where he is, whether in Dongzhou or in the Northern Territory...
Who would have thought that that person would actually appear in the Western Wilderness.
You know, the land of the Western Wilderness is originally barren, and almost no one from the mainland is willing to set foot in it. Could it be said that that person is really in the Western Wilderness?
Ding Mo guessed in his heart that he turned a deaf ear to Wei Si and Wu Yang and had no feeling at all.
Those who are calm and calm are truly strong-minded people.
"Yang Ning, kill him and avenge Feiyang." Liufeng shouted, wanting Liao Tao to pay the price for Feng Feiyang's death.
"That's right, if you kill him, Xing'er's death will not be in vain..." Jun Yuyu and his wife followed suit, threatening to murder Liao Tao.
In the crowd, a figure appeared confused despite his brilliance, and said softly: "Is this love?" Yu Bing asked herself this for the first time.
The figure is slightly thin, but many people can feel that this beautiful body hides a power that is not inferior to Cang Lan's domineering body.
The feminine power seemed to cast a thick shadow over everyone, causing them to keep retreating.
…
"Kill!" Yang Ning finally moved.
This is the first time Yang Ning has been so furious since the Beixuan Sword Sect was destroyed.
The bloody light of the killing sword can break the sky.
"Sorry for fencing!"
A shadow of the Killing Sword appeared on Yang Ning's sword body, giving people the impression that it was the Killing Sword, and the Killing Sword was Yang Ning.
The originally white sword light and the originally three-foot white sword intent turned into blood red in an instant, which was completely the rebirth of the killing sword.
