After an angry curse, Yang Ning finally moved.
The hands are quick, like thunderous movements.
His right hand pressed directly on the hilt of the sword.
In an instant, Yang Ning's aura reached its peak.
It is not only the realm of mountains beyond mountains, but also the realm of outer lands. Blessed by the word "bing", a sword is struck with vague kendo rules.
The ultimate sword.
The art of regretting and drawing swords.
The speed, accuracy, and ruthlessness of the sword-drawing skills, combined with the fierceness of the sword, brought this sword to a new peak.
This is the most ruthless and destructive sword Yang Ning has made since his rebirth.
The sky and the earth lose color, and the situation changes.
The entire long sky turned into blood.
All the chill was gone in an instant.
Even the surrounding space is being annihilated. The world was blood red.
Under the blood color, the green shirt is like a startled dragon, controlling everything.
Kill with one sword.
Arriving with rainbow light.
"You..." the voice stopped suddenly.
Then there was an earth-shattering roar.
Rumble…
The violent explosion turned the hundred-foot space between the two into nothingness.
Blood flooded everything, endlessly devouring it, dyeing the entire sky of Liuyun City into a sea of blood.
"Destroy it..." Yang Ning was very weak. He evacuated his body with a sword. There was no trace of spiritual power left in the Zi Mansion. Only the foundation faintly exuded weak spiritual power to replenish his own consumption.
The violent roar caused countless powerful men who were killing to stop.
"this?"
"How could a strong person at the second level of the Mountain Building Realm launch such a devastating attack?" From the center of the explosion, those with advanced levels felt the aura of destruction.
It was a kind of destruction that left nothing behind and was extremely terrifying.
"terrible……"
"This world is too crazy..." Some people were shocked and felt that they really shouldn't be involved in such a battle, and they began to want to quit.
"Is this still the second level of the mountain-building realm?" Looking at the scene in the sky, I was shocked and at the same time had a new evaluation of the divine body and the sword body.
"The great age has come, is this the great age?" Wang Xiangguo was bathed in blood. He looked sideways at Yang Ning's destructive sword, and his heart trembled slightly. At the same time, he sent a message to Yun Hou and Liao Tinghuo.
"This son must not be kept." Wang Xiangguo felt the crisis. If such a genius can really survive, then the three major families will not keep any chickens or dogs.
However, unbeknownst to them, the home of the three families was also undergoing the baptism of blood.
"Kill, no chickens or dogs will be spared." This was King Ning's cavalry, the most elite cavalry of the Liuyun Kingdom, and was bloodbathing three families.
At the beginning of the founding of the Liuyun Kingdom, many princes were enfeoffed. Some of them went on expeditions to the border towns, and some stayed in Liuyun City. However, each of these princes had considerable power, and these were left by the previous generation of kings. The current leader of the country always feels the crisis.
In fact, sometimes they even constrain themselves because of these princes.
Therefore, it is not only the princes who are scheming, but the king of the country is also scheming.
This is the case for the Qushan tribe, and the same is true for Marquis Yun and Wang Xiangguo of the Liao Mansion.
And the chess piece Yang Ning played a crucial role.
"It's not good..." While everyone was shocked, a figure came from the end of the square.
"What's wrong?" Marquis Yun recognized the source of the voice, it was the strong man who stayed behind in his house, but this man's face was as yellow as paper, and his life was about to come to an end.
"The cavalry... the cavalry killed... reached... the Hou Mansion..." After saying this, he fell into a pool of blood forever.
"What?" Marquis Yun was furious, especially when he heard about the cavalry, he knew that today's situation was not only the rebellion of the Liao Mansion, but also the plan of the king.
"Hate..." Marquis Yun looked up to the sky and roared.
Rumble…
The roar gradually faded away, and in the sky, the center of the explosion finally revealed its true appearance.
The foundation as big as a fist was riddled with holes at the moment, and there was no luster at all. Behind the foundation mountain, Liao Tao's hands hung weakly, and all his clothes were torn to pieces by the sword energy. Only silk strands hung on the foundation. On the body.
Above Liao Tao's heart, a sword penetrated his entire body, leaving a hole through which the blood behind could be seen.
And around Liao Tao, the sword intent swept wildly and was still ruthlessly eroding Liao Tao's body.
Liao Tao's eyes were dull and he couldn't even raise his head.
However, life was still there and there was no death on the spot.
Yang Ning's body was also falling continuously, and a sword made him extremely weak.
"Yang Ning..." Liufeng flew up to meet him and picked up Yang Ning.
"Quick, look at Qin Ningyi..." Yang Ning struggled.
On the other side, an ink-colored figure was embellished with blood, as if a sudden stroke of a giant was passing by, and a landscape and ink painting could be completed in just a few clicks.
This is the hero's sword intention and the hero's style.
Yang Zhen was seriously injured, and Qin Ningyi was even worse.
"Ningyi..." Jun Yuyu arrived instantly and held Qin Ningyi in her arms. Yang Zhen was caught by the hero and took his turn on the ground.
The blood color in the sky gradually dimmed, but the smell of blood in the air lingered for a long time.
But high in the sky, unknown to anyone, one person faced two people.
"Senior, is this too much?" Wei Si was about to rush to help Liao Tao, but was blocked by Ding Mo's figure and couldn't even move an inch.
Wei Si had already guessed about Ding Mo's strength, but he didn't expect that the strength of the person in front of him was unprecedented, especially the forbidden air law, which made it impossible for him to break through even half a step of mountain climbing.
"Excessive? No." Ding Mo's tone was calm, not at all angry because Wei Si had not followed the rules, as if everything was calm and calm.
While Wu Yang was shocked at Ding Mo's strength, he finally moved.
"Senior, the respect that we two have for you does not mean that we are afraid of you. Please give way." Wu Yang is the master of the Qingyue Sect. He has never been subjected to such birdiness. He was actually controlled in the air and could only watch himself. His disciples were almost killed.
This is not his own face, but also a shame for the entire Qingyue Sect.
"Give way?" Ding Mo smiled and said: "The road is facing the sky, why did I block your way?" Ding Mo casually wrote a rule, imprisoning Wuyang in the air, and then said: "The rules I set, you two, Don’t move until you are not strong enough.”
No one knew what Ding Mo was doing, but this rule made Wei Si and Wuyang tremble.
With a wave of his hand, the two of them were immobilized. Such a strong man was not something the Qingyue Sect could provoke.
"Just watch quietly." Ding Mo looked down, seemingly less interested in the two of them than in the sword Yang Ning had just struck.
"A very strange sword skill..." Ding Mo commented, which also shocked Ding Mo.
The killing continues.
The entire Liuyun City was filled with blood.
"kill……"
The sky and the earth are still trembling. Under the setting sun, the remaining sun shines, dyeing the sky red and reflecting the earth. The sky and the earth seem to be one color, and blood red has become the mainstream.
The law of the jungle is not only killing, but also the blending of blood.
It represents cruelty and tells a war song.
…
"Is he dead?" Yang Ning struggled to run the Lingtian Technique. With the terror of the Lingtian Technique, he jumped up again after a brief period of silence.
Liao Tao was not dead, but seriously injured.
"You are very perverted, but it's not enough..." Liao Tao struggled and gradually raised his head from the ruin. The sword hole left in his chest was dark and blood was constantly leaking out.
However, Liao Tao is not dead yet, and this is Liao Tao's biggest trump card.
"I still have essence and blood to burn." For those who have survived the five declines of heaven and man, not only can their foundation be separated from the body, but even their essence and blood can be transformed into combat effectiveness. This is the last step for every strong person who has survived the five declines of heaven and man. The trump card is second only to self-destruction.
Essence and blood are burned in exchange for short-term strength, and then extreme weakness, but Liao Tao has no choice.
At least, after burning the essence and blood, Liao Tao was able to survive. Maybe his cultivation level dropped slightly, but compared to his own death, Liao Tao had no choice.
"Hurry, help him recover." These were the hero's exact words. His body turned into ink, decorated with Mo Feng, to help Yang Ning.
The powerful man of the five declines of heaven and earth who burns essence and blood is even more powerful than in his prime.
The hero doesn't know why he chooses this way, but his heart always flies up to him involuntarily.
It's inexplicable, but why is there a faint aura that the hero can't forget for a long time.
Maybe he saw in Yang Ning the shadow of the swordsman Yang Ning said.
A long thin knife outlines the blade. When the iron hook turns into silver, a cold sword intention, as cold as cold iron, gradually grows.
Decorated with ink, this is a solemn landscape painting, like autumn, telling the sadness of boundless falling trees.
But just like the change of seasons, the ink is like yellow, which can be clearly felt.
"So beautiful..." A woman sighed, as if she was in it, dancing quietly. Although it was sad, it made people endlessly daydream.
It's like falling into a dream.
Yang Ning also understood that once Liao Tao really decided to burn blood essence, then there would be a bloody battle between him and Liao Tao, and he was no match at all.
Although he knew that such a result could not be changed, Yang Ning still did not give up.
A swordsman must not only prefer to break but not bend, he must also become stronger in the face of strength.
Only in this way can we be worthy of the strong, and only in this way can we truly stand at the top of the road.
And only a truly strong person can achieve his own blood feud.
Therefore, Yang Ning did not choose to give in.
If he couldn't truly refine his sword, how could he overthrow the entire Tiandao Sect?
Lingtian Jue operates at an extremely fast speed, with Zifu as the starting point, and the meridians circulate continuously.
The star spirit seemed to feel something, exuding a faint power of the starry sky, and a deep aura gradually emerged around Yang Ning.
No time, not even a drop, should be wasted.
On the other side, Liao Tao sacrificed his heart and blood. Only this kind of blood and essence could make him truly recover, even better than before.
Although there will be huge backlash in the future, and even cause him to stop moving forward, today, no matter what, Liao Tao will not let go of this person who has made him embarrassed again and again.
No, as long as I can win, the Yuyin Divine Body will also enjoy my crotch, and I will make further progress.
Perhaps, this is the smooth road for me, Liao Tao, to reach the pinnacle of my life. The blood on the top of Liao Tao's head was recovering rapidly, and the blood hole left by the sword on his chest was rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This is an extremely bloody scene, bathing in one's own essence and blood, allowing oneself to be reborn in blood.
The essence and blood burned, and a sharp pain spread from his body, making Liao Tao lose consciousness for a while.
"Ah..." he screamed, his face ferocious, but more sinister.
Oops...
The sword shines.
The hero knew that Liao Tao was burning his essence and blood and could not let him get his wish.
However, the knife fell into the air.
Although Liao Tao was in severe pain, the stimulation of his essence and blood made his mind extremely sensitive. The moment the sword light fell, his body turned sharply.
The sword light flew out, and the hero followed.
The blood coagulated, gradually became smaller, and finally turned into a streak of blood light, directly submerging into Liao Tao's sea of consciousness.
Liao Tao's aura was unprecedentedly powerful, and the chill suddenly rose, solidifying the space that was originally filled with the smell of blood.
The lingering smell of blood became even stronger, like hell.
"So fast……"
The moment the hero flew over, the sword light struck out again, and the killing intent of the sword seemed to be able to cut through everything.
The sharp sword light, embellished with ink, is even more beautiful, but it is a sad beauty.
"Looking for death." Liao Tao looked down at everything as if he was reborn. He saw that the hero was just a strong man at the peak of the first level of the mountain-building realm, but he didn't take it to heart.
A casual palm strike was a devastating blow.
Like a mountain, more powerful than thousands of galloping horses, the overwhelming chill is constantly falling towards the hero.
Before the hero could react, he felt a chill that seemed to penetrate his body instantly, making him unable to resist.
"Is the gap so big?" The hero was filled with words, and he had forgotten to resist, because this casual palm could kill him.
At the same time, I also understand why Yang Ning said that he was willing to befriend him, but Yi Jian at that time...
No, the sword attack at that time was not because Yang Ning's sword energy was blocked by him, but because he didn't want to kill me.
At this moment, I understood that the hero's eyes were looking at Yang Ning affectionately, and he didn't know how to express it.
The palm strike was about to fall on the hero.
