In an instant, the area of one hundred feet was completely covered. The Four Saint Tigers roared with unlimited power. Not to mention that Xinye even killed himself in order to participate in the king-conferring battle. Such perseverance and determination made his strength even further.
The Xinye at this moment is no longer the original Xinye. Amidst the roar of the tigers, the high-spirited fighting spirit is surging, ferocious and powerful.
"He is... a top man?"
"It seems to be him..." But he wasn't sure.
"Juedian, a mysterious force, the entire Liangzhou is enough to be ranked in the top five. It is very mysterious. I didn't expect it to appear in the King's Palace this time..."
A punch came out, like a roaring wave, heading straight for the white tiger's shadow.
boom……
The area of a hundred feet was completely overwhelmed by the fierce aura, and the two of them fought together.
However, this is just the beginning. There are hundreds of thrones, and more than 3,000 people are competing for them. This is an unprecedented competition, not to mention these 3,000 people, including almost half of Liangzhou's geniuses.
"Yang Ning, do you want to earn a throne?" Yang Pi already had a goal in mind.
"Me?" Yang Ning looked at the main hall. Hundreds of thrones were placed on both sides, but apart from these, there seemed to be nothing.
But Yang Ning had a very strange feeling in her heart, that is, since the thrones were on both sides, why was there nothing in the main seat.
Is this reasonable? Yang Ning didn't know, so he said to Yang Pi: "Brother Pi Zi, just go ahead, I won't lag behind others." Yang Zhen had already occupied the throne, and because of Canglan's hegemony, no one challenged him for a while, but he Is he weaker than Yang Pi? No, Yang Ning never thought so.
"You have to be careful." Yang Pi pointed out.
"Don't worry, Brother Pizi. It's still difficult for them to defeat me one-on-one." Although the divine sword is hidden in the scabbard, the blood-red hilt makes people feel heart-stopping.
"It's better to be careful." Yang Pi put the heavy Jun sword on his shoulder and his eyes fell on a throne.
There, Qingzhen had just won a throne and was about to sit down when he was shot at.
Yang Pi was looking for Qingzhen, not for anything else, but because when Yang Pi entered the passage, he was plotted against him by his sword.
This is Yang Pi's character, and he must retaliate, otherwise Yang Pi's talent would not be able to reach his current strength.
Yang Pi lost his father when he was only ten years old, which caused him to feel very lonely. Later, the entire Yangjia Village was destroyed by the Qushan tribe, making Yang Pi even more lonely. For such deep hatred, Yang Pi Pi did not hesitate to walk far away, just because his sword was fast enough and to cut down all his enemies.
For more than ten years, no one knew what Yang Pi had done, but the hatred in his heart had never diminished. Only after knowing the appearance of Yanqiu woman did his heart gradually change.
However, the character of vengeance developed over the years is difficult to change for a while, and Yang Pi does not have any good impression of Qingyue Sect.
The heavy Jun sword opened the way, directly breaking through a hundred feet of space, and landed next to the throne.
"You want the throne? Come and fight." Yang Pi came directly to challenge him. Even if the other party was the second true disciple of the entire Qingyue Sect, he could not be feared.
What's more, Yang Pi is still a swordsman with a natural sword bone. With such a talent, it doesn't matter if he is Qingzhen.
"Just you?" Qingzhen smiled coldly. The reason why he took action in the first place was because this man was getting close to Yang Ning, but he didn't expect that he would come to the door now. He snorted coldly and said: "Looking for death."
"You alone are not enough to judge my life and death." Chong Jun Dao opened the way and moved forward indomitably.
The sword locked Qingzhen and struck directly.
A green moon gradually rose, and the figure opened up. The Qingyue double-edged sword was in his hand, and a sword light passed across it. It was actually a sword skill that made a sneak attack when Yang Pi entered the passage.
Yang Pi was so angry that he swept across the mountains and rivers with the heavy gun, the black light flickered, and the sharp edge of the ink knife spread across the mountains and rivers, directly crushing Qingzhen.
When the two of them fought, it was a fight to the death. The entire space suddenly became murderous.
Qingyue's cold light was hesitant, trying to pierce the ink color of the mountains and rivers, but after a collision, Qingzhen immediately understood that he had underestimated Yang Pi after all. In terms of strength, he was already on par with himself.
The forces intertwined, sparks flew everywhere, and the ink dotted in the cold moon was like a condensed galaxy, which is always indelible.
Qingzhen was angry, and the flames were hunting with cold light, echoing in the space, and the aftermath swirled around for a long time.
Yang Ning watched Yang Pi play and was extremely proud of Yang Pi for achieving such an achievement.
"The sword bone is natural, and Brother Pizi has already understood the inheritance of the burial place. Even if his strength may be slightly lacking, he and Qingzhen can definitely compete for one or two."
"It seems that I should also care about myself..." Yang Pi's sword heart has been stagnant since he broke through the mirror. Although his physical strength has caught up, he is still a swordsman in this life.
At this moment, the killing sword in Yang Ning's hand actually shook a few times, as if he felt the breath of his master.
Yang Ning immediately put his fingers to comfort the killing sword and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't let you be covered in dust." When Yang Ning got the killing sword, he had already experienced the glory of the killing sword. A sword with fierce killing intent. With a sword that had experienced the blood of millions of people, had I really treated him badly?
Yang Ning's aura gradually changed. Although the change was obvious, as Yang Ning thought more about Lu Jian, this change seemed to be more intense.
The blood-red hilt formed in the palm of the hand, and a hot feeling gradually surged into my heart.
"Since you have to fight, let's fight happily." Yang Ning's eyes fell on the last throne.
"It starts with you." Yang Ning's idea was very crazy.
"Come and fight!" A sword shocked the world.
A piece of blood opened a hundred feet of space, and the sword light went straight to the person on the throne.
"You're welcome, I'm lonely." The man's momentum was soaring into the sky. He was able to stand out from more than three thousand people and occupy a seat on the throne. His strength was naturally impressive.
It's a pity that he underestimated Yang Ning after all.
One sword can turn mountains and rivers pale, and one sword be stained with blood for thousands of calamities.
Eighteen superimposed sword-drawing techniques, already close to Yang Ning's peak strength, slanted down with the blood.
boom……
In the space, there was a violent roar, and you could even see bits and pieces of space being annihilated and turned into countless fragments.
puff……
Blood splattered three feet, and he was defeated with one sword.
"You can't." Yang Ning's words were very simple, and he blasted the man out of the space with a sword.
Around the throne, there was only a piece of blood falling down.
"This?" On a throne, Xuehe Zhuyou was stunned, what's going on? This man actually possesses such a powerful blood weapon, and is actually able to shed blood.
However, when the sword light fell, Zhu You saw Yang Ning's true face clearly.
"Is it him?" "Is it his sword?" Zhu You immediately understood that only that artifact, only the famous artifact in the entire Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya, could emit such a powerful force.
If you get it yourself, wouldn't your Blood River Kung Fu be even more powerful? Thinking of this, Zhu You was a little moved, and even had the idea of rushing over and grabbing the artifact immediately.
However, the movement of sword light from the blood river in the distance soon made his jaw drop.
"What does he want to do? This is to..."
I saw Yang Ning occupying the throne. He did not choose to occupy it, but abandoned the throne and retreated from the hundred-foot space.
"What does he want?" Then, Zhu You saw what Yang Ning wanted to do.
A sword broke through the 100-foot space and entered the 100-foot space of the next throne.
Very simple and very direct.
"Let's fight..." Yang Ning's voice echoed throughout the entire space.
"Who are you? Tell me your name. I am a subordinate of Chunchaosheng..." However, before he could finish his words, he saw the light of the sword coming across ruthlessly.
"You... you... don't have martial ethics..." But the sword light was approaching, and he had to go all out. The power in the sword light made him feel fear.
A curtain of blood fell, unstoppable, heading straight for the spring tide.
"I..." Chun Chaosheng felt aggrieved. How could this happen? How could even exchanging names be a luxury? What kind of madness is this?
However, Jianguang is even crazier.
The crazy killing intent, under the control of Yang Ning, turned into fighting intent, and his whole body was covered in blood, and he couldn't even see his true appearance.
boom!
With an explosion, Yang Ning instantly broke through all Chun Chaosheng's defenses and landed a sword on Chun Chaosheng's forehead.
"I..." Before he even had time to react, Chun Chaosheng was drowned by the sword light and became a dead soul under the sword.
With a move of Yang Ning's hand, the scattered Wang Qi gathered and instantly condensed in Yang Ning's palm.
The Wang Qi with a slight cyan aura looks ordinary, no different from other spiritual energies. But Yang Ning didn't believe it, because she had a vague consciousness that there was definitely something wrong with this so-called kingly aura.
Since there is a problem, it is worth investigating, but now is not the time.
After breaking two thrones in a row, Yang Ning showed no intention of stopping and went straight to the third throne.
The same sword light, the same sword skills, broke through a hundred feet of space and came directly.
"Come and fight..."
"What does he want to do?" Zhu You felt that he had guessed wrong, because if Yang Ning continued like this, wouldn't it mean that he would challenge all the thrones?
"Crazy?" Zhu You was startled by his own thoughts.
Even Yang Zhen, the first person on the throne before the throne, was slightly shocked. What on earth is Yang Ning going to do?
However, not long after, the third throne was taken, and the man was also beheaded, leaving only the royal aura floating away, and was caught in Yang Ning's hand. The special royal aura made Yang Ning gradually grow taller in the King's Palace.
On the fourth throne, Xiang Heng has just sat down and is immersed in the joy of being crowned king. You must know that he is the third true disciple of Qingyue Sect. Although it is reasonable to be crowned king, but here The throne was his favorite position, and he was extremely happy.
"Let's fight!" Without any hesitation, he directly broke through the space of a hundred feet with one sword.
Yang Ning arrived.
"Is it you?" Xiang Heng was surprised and at the same time, his body turned into a green moon and became alert, because he was very aware of Yang Ning's strength. He was definitely no match for him, and he might even be killed by Yang Ning.
Seeing the edge of the sword, Xiang Heng's eyes were full of fear, fearing that he would die with this step. You know, Qi Mo was forcibly annihilated by Yang Ning.
"Let's fight!" Yang Ning seemed to be unable to tell who was who. He didn't even know that the other party was his enemy. A sharp sword light followed the blood curtain.
"Qingyue Dharma Appearance." Xiang Heng was afraid and directly wrapped the sword light with Dharma Appearance, trying to contain the sword's power, but he was disappointed again.
At this moment, Yang Ning only knows how to fight, cooperate with the sword, and completely release the nature of the sword. It can be said that at this moment, Yang Ning is no longer controlling the sword, but the sword is driving Yang Ning.
"Broken!" A blood curtain fell like the Milky Way, with a chilling sound, clearing everything.
The Qingyue Dharma Form shattered suddenly and turned into little bits of cold light, which was unable to stop Yang Ning in the slightest.
laugh!
The sword light was extremely fast, piercing Xiang Heng's body directly.
puff……
Blood rose like a pillar, and Xiang Heng said goodbye to the Prince's Palace this time.
Yang Ning has gone crazy, and the sword on his body has become even more terrifying, fierce and bloody, covering everything.
"Next one..." Yang Ning ran towards the next throne.
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"Crazy..." Zhu You's first feeling was that having such a crazy idea could no longer be described as a lunatic. He was definitely seeking death.
"Yang Ning, what are you doing?" Qiang Rong also noticed Yang Ning's state and was a little confused.
The entire King's Palace has been completely overwhelmed by the battle. There are hundreds of thrones, hundreds of feet of space, and no one is idle.
