The entire sky turned into a bloody world.
Such a sword can shake the sky.
Regret Fencing, a Xuan-level mid-level sword skill, is also a sword skill that Yang Ning remembers from his previous life. He moves the sky with his sword and uses the aura of heaven and earth to directly form fencing, which is extremely fierce.
The sword danced across the sky, and the blood spread infinitely. The spiritual energy within a ten-foot radius was instantly drained, and all turned into a bloody sword.
Mixed with anger, Yang Ning's anger was all over the place.
One sword moves nine heavens.
Faintly, Yang Ning's eyes were blood red.
There are only a few people left in the Beixuan Sword Sect. It can be said that everyone's life is in his heart and is extremely important. But now, two people have passed away at once, how can Yang Ning accept this.
All the infinite hatred turned into sword intent, shaking the sky and ending in an instant.
"Damn it!" Liao Taotao cursed. He was extremely fast and used his superior cultivation to avoid this sword.
However, because Qingyue's double-edged sword was broken, he suffered backlash, and Feng Xing'er's self-destruction followed immediately, causing him to be severely injured.
Even, in order to cope with the self-destruction, he had to dissolve his most important life-saving charm.
Hate, of course.
Liao Tao's hatred was even greater than that of Yang Ning.
But this sword made Liao Tao feel the crisis of life and death.
A life-saving amulet, I remember that night, it was my master's intention to give it to me, but I never thought that a cultivator who had just broken through the mountain-building realm would force me to use it.
Hate it!
That is something that my master would regard as a treasure.
The crisis was right in front of him, and Liao Tao couldn't allow himself to think about it. The sword light flew towards him in the blink of an eye.
Liao Tao puffed out his chest and could only place hope on the power of this sword.
Otherwise, you will definitely die.
Master, where are you...
Liao Tao screamed in his heart, hoping that his master could save his life.
The broken Qingyue Dharma Form was held up with difficulty, and the soul fire was uncertain, but it was still sacrificed and floated around Liao Tao. The body-protecting Zhengang was even more dilapidated, but in order to survive, it could only be held up.
Huhu...
The bloody sword light came quickly.
Fight……
From his own sea of consciousness, Liao Tao finally played a trump card that he could use after surviving the five declines of heaven and man.
Mobilize the foundation to block this sword.
"I accept my fate..." Yang Ning roared and came with a sword.
This is a sure-kill sword, and there is absolutely no room for error. Yang Ning even channeled the death energy from Zifu.
The word "bing" infuses the entire killing sword, making it even more powerful.
If a god blocks the way, the god will be killed; if the Buddha blocks the way, the Buddha will be killed.
Yang Ning's angry death and determination to kill all turned into a sword.
boom!
The Qingyue method is shattered.
boom……
The fire of the soul is almost extinguished...
Click!
Like a thunderbolt from the blue, the sound shook the sky.
Above the sky, a bloody light bloomed. The bloody world seemed to swallow everything, and the brilliance of the killing sword shot straight into the sky.
Since Yang Ning lost the Chengyi Sword, the Killing Sword has become Yang Ning's only weapon.
After this period of adaptation, Lu Jian has almost integrated with Yang Ning.
Especially the characteristic of killing has gradually integrated into Yang Ning's bones.
Once the killing starts at this moment, it cannot be stopped.
His eyes were blood red, and there was only Liao Tao's head in his eyes.
The sharp edge of the divine sword was unstoppable and came to Liao Tao's chest in an instant. It was only one step away from his heart and could directly take Liao Tao's life.
Ding!
The crisp sound seemed to be nailed to metal.
what?
Before Yang Ning could react, he was bounced away by a violent elastic force.
boom……
The sword light arrived and exploded on the spot.
Rumble…
The violent tremors caused the entire square to shake, and even the formations set up by the thirty strong men were shaking.
Formation patterns emerged, flashing with soft light.
This is used to bless the entire square. It cannot have a certain impact on people, but it can strengthen the square and prevent it from being damaged. This is a kind of protection for the entire capital.
It is also necessary to prevent the battles of many powerful people from affecting more ordinary people.
However, it backfired.
Countless strong men were fighting, and the messy spiritual energy was plundering as much as they wanted. Like the terrifying strong wind, they were constantly bombarding the formation, making it shaky.
"Yin Feng Mie..."
The disciples of Yinfeng Valley are even more crazy. Such a chaotic battle is an extraordinary improvement for these disciples.
"I made a breakthrough, haha..." But soon, the laughter was drowned out by the sound of pain.
A spear pierced his body, and he fell in a pool of blood forever.
And opposite that man, there was a mummy, too horrible to look at...
"This is the Yinfeng Valley..." More than sixty years have passed since the Yinfeng Valley incident. Many practitioners have never experienced it, but when it appears now, it is even more frightening.
Yin Feng Mie's technique is really harmful to Tianhe.
"Kill..." Blood dripped from the cavalry's spear.
The entire Liuyun City was stained red with blood.
Whether they can be reborn from the blood or become dead depends on today's battle.
"The power of the stars?" While everyone was fighting, a person stood on the top of the mountain outside Liuyun City from a distance, looking in the direction of Liuyun City.
And on top of him stood a person, with long gray hair tied high, wearing a gray robe, quite fairy-like.
"Valley Master, do we want to go in?" the person who just spoke asked.
"I'm afraid it won't be easy for us to intervene." His son died in Liuyun Kingdom, and he was indifferent to it, but at this moment, the Valley Master had to be cautious.
The person who came was none other than the Valley Owner and High Priest of Yinfeng Valley.
"Indeed." The high priest nodded, not forgetting the information sent by the Nine Palace Envoys, saying that a strong man from the Qingyue Sect appeared here, and he was still at the half-step mountaineering level. There was no need to interact with such a strong man.
It’s not that Yinfeng Valley doesn’t want to develop. Just like a tiger, does it care about the ants under its feet?
The current Yinfeng Valley is this ant. And the owner of the valley is clearly aware of it.
"Valley Master, are we just waiting and watching like this?" The high priest saw the light of the star spirit rising straight into the sky, showing his greed that could not be concealed.
Yinfeng Valley gained momentum not because of Yinfeng Mie, but because of an ancient formation.
This formation was the one used by the high priest to lure the star spirits into the mortal world.
Moreover, as long as one obtains the Star Spirit, one can break thousands of years of myths in one fell swoop and become the first strongman to break through the mountaineering realm in the entire Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya. Only then will Yinfeng Valley be qualified to compete with Qingyue Sect. dialogue.
This is the foundation of Yinfeng Valley and the foundation of Qingyue Sect.
"Despite the changes." The Valley Master concentrated on the situation, always monitoring the movements of Liuyun City.
"I believe that the Ninth Palace Envoy will not let us down." The Valley Master looked up at the sky and could see that in the faint starry sky, the two people were entangled from time to time, fighting to their heart's content.
The king of the country was holding the sword in his hand, and he was already a little weak at the moment, but a hundred miles away from him, the magic wheel in the hand of the Nine Palace Envoys was turning, and he was constantly singing an ancient and mysterious overture.
The majestic aura continued to emanate from the seal, and on the opposite side, a mountain exuded the aura from hell, forming the most violent resistance.
puff……
puff……
Under the blood-stained starry sky, neither of them got any benefits.
…
Yang Ning's sword was blocked, and after a burst of messy spiritual energy passed by, the truth finally emerged.
In front of Liao Tao's chest, he saw an almost solid mountain, only the size of a fist, but it was emitting a faint light of fire and looked terrifying.
"Is this the foundation of Liao Tao?" Yang Ning was shocked, but also realized the strength of a strong man who had survived the five declines of heaven and man.
It's not that I'm not strong enough, but that my enemy is very perverted.
In the rage just now, Yang Ning forgot about the trump card of being a strong man who can survive the five declines of heaven and man. The foundation was separated from the body ten feet in front of him, and it could not be broken except by strong men of the same level.
Yang Ning felt weak, and the hand holding the sword was sore from the shock, but the anger in Yang Ning's heart was still rising.
Feng Feiyang's revenge must be avenged, otherwise how can he be worthy of the few strong men who sacrificed their lives to protect him.
"Ah..." The blood-stained long hair danced in the wind, and the angry roar spread throughout the square. This was Yang Ning's roar from the bottom of his heart. The brilliance of the sword continued to bloom with the sound.
The killing sword, which was originally only three feet long, was pointing at the ground diagonally, and an astonishing change occurred.
The bloody rays of light rose, hazy, and the sword body was pushed to the extreme by Yang Ning.
After the long roar, the sword returned to its sheath and everything returned to calm.
"What?" Liao Tao was frightened for a while. He originally thought that after the roar just now, there would be a more violent attack, and he was already prepared for defense. The foundation, which was only the size of a fist, was operated to the extreme, completely destroying himself. The package, but who would have expected that there would be loud thunder and light rain.
"Is that it?" Liao Tao had a sarcastic look on his face, but he soon understood.
In the mountain-building realm, the decline of heaven and man is an insurmountable hurdle, but for one person in heaven, all living beings are like ants.
The reason why the foundation can be separated from the body is because after the five declines of heaven and man, it is like being reborn from the fire. As long as the foundation is still there, you can be invincible in the world.
Thinking of this, Liao Tao suddenly felt that he was frightened by the two people in front of him, and he couldn't help laughing at himself: "After all, I still haven't experienced enough..." Liao Tao's realm was originally several levels higher than the two of them, but once Repeated setbacks made him somewhat unsure of himself.
With this thought, Liao Tao's state of mind changed due to the foundation, and he finally made progress and made further progress.
breakthrough!
The eighth level of Zhushan Realm.
It seems to come naturally, but it is also natural.
This is a sublimation of state of mind. With unique blessings, a breakthrough is imminent.
"No..." Yang Zhen danced Fang Tian's painted halberd and walked straight up the road to stop Liao Tao's breakthrough.
The peak of the seventh level of Mountain Building Realm has already made them so miserable. If they go further, it will be even more difficult to resist by then.
"Unparalleled Fist!"
Wushuang Jue is the top skill on the mainland. Although Yang Zhen didn't know this, Yang Zhen knew from the beginning that this skill was not simple.
Therefore, Yang Zhen has been hiding all this time, and along the way, just a Fangtian painted halberd and a divine body are enough to make his opponents fearful.
This is the first time Yang Zhen has been exposed to others with his boxing skills.
It was as if there was only one person left in the world. The dazzling divine light shone far and wide, and the dark golden blood roared into the sky, bursting out with astonishing power.
The unparalleled potential was fully demonstrated by this punch.
"It's so scary..." After taking some time, someone exclaimed.
This is destined to be an unwitnessed decisive battle, but no one dares to go too far, because the person appointed for this decisive battle is a true mountaineering expert.
As for those who are strong in the mountaineering realm, they can call the wind and rain here, and no one dares to disobey.
"Stop me? Are you worthy?" Liao Tao became even more confident after his mental breakthrough. How could a strong man at the third level of the Mountain-Building Realm shake the peak of the seventh-level Mountain-Building Realm?
With the foundation placed in front of you, you can be said to be innately invincible. No matter how fierce his attacks are, no matter how terrifying his attacks are, you will remain firm and immobile.
The fist produced a glow, the purest fighting spirit, covering the sky and the sun, turning the entire sky golden, as if the divine body was the master of heaven and earth.
In Yang Zhen's heart, there was only one thought, and that was to prevent Liao Tao's breakthrough.
No matter what, Liao Tao's breakthrough must be stopped.
The blood all over his body boiled and turned into a punch.
boom!
It was as if the heaven and earth were extinguished.
Another example is the rolling thunder...
A figure flew out upside down.
puff……
Dark golden blood stained the sky.
"Yang Zhen..."
Qin Ningyi flew into the air and held Yang Zhen's flying body in her arms.
He was very embarrassed, with a pale face and dark gold blood hanging from the corners of his mouth.
However, Yang Zhen smiled.
Because Liao Tao's breakthrough was eventually stopped by Yang Zhen. The foundation that was originally impossible to move was actually moved one foot by a punch.
Liao Tao, who was originally determined to break through, was abruptly interrupted.
"You, damn it..."
Liao Tao was furious, and the Qingyue double-edged sword condensed again, and directly chased Yang Zhen's flying figure.
"careful……"
After all, the reminder was a step too late.
puff……
In the flash of lightning, Qin Ningyi felt severe pain coming from her back.
"damn it……"
Yang Ning drew his sword.
