The holy dance posture made the spiritual whip in the hand of Saint Ronxiang like a dream, lingering around her with fierce attacks.
However, Xiu Ya did not hesitate at all. He kept drinking the six notes of Buddhism and Taoism, especially between the golden bodies. Every time he drank the six notes, there would be a layer of power covering it, which seemed to be constantly blessing his body.
For a while, the two were at a stalemate and fell into a bitter fight.
On the other side, Yang Ning has already begun to move towards the sixtieth hundred-foot space.
At this moment, Yang Ning was extremely exhausted. The reason why he could still fight and persevere was because of the remaining faith in his heart.
Yang Ning didn't understand why there was a desire in his heart to keep fighting. The hilt of the killing sword was bloody red, even more blood red than the sword Yang Ning had seen in the bloody space.
There was a hot feeling in his hand, but Yang Ning kept one hand on the hilt of the sword, as if he was ready to take action at any time.
Entering the sixtieth hundred-foot space. Yang Ning saw someone.
She is a woman, her appearance is not very outstanding, and she gives people a rough feeling.
Compared with other women, this woman is taller and roughly as tall as Yang Ning. She is sitting calmly on the throne and seems to have become one with the throne.
She is constantly absorbing the power of the throne, and in the woman's body, a looming aura of the Dragon King is constantly hovering.
This woman is very strong.
This was Yang Ning's first feeling.
When the woman saw someone entering the space, she just glanced at it calmly and showed no action. It seemed that everything was not as important as absorbing the dragon king's energy.
"Yang Ning, come and challenge." Yang Ning's pace was very slow. At this moment, he was very weak, and even the spiritual power in his body was very low. However, the trend of faith kept him moving forward.
At this moment, Yang Ning has fought thirty-nine times in a row, and this woman is the fortieth battle that Yang Ning has entered into the Prince's Palace.
Seeing how powerful the woman was, Yang Ning didn't know if she could win, but the ambition in her heart prevented Yang Ning from retreating.
The swordsman's heart made him unable to give up.
A sword can truly become a killing weapon only after it has experienced cruel battles and the baptism of blood.
That's what Sword Killing is like.
And if Yang Ning wants revenge in this life, the only way is to make herself stronger.
The sword suits him best.
This is also the most important reason why Yang Ning chose to become a swordsman in this life.
"you?"
When the woman heard that Yang Ning was about to challenge her, she finally withdrew from her calm state and stood up.
"Are you? Are you sure?" The woman's strength is also at the peak of the sixth level of the Mountain-Building Realm, but judging from her aura, she is definitely not inferior to the average peak of the seventh-level Mountain-Building Realm. This is a genius.
Yang Ning nodded.
"You are very impressive. I have been paying attention to you since you started the tenth battle. After thirty-nine battles in a row, my strength is not as good as yours, but..." The woman's voice was very calm, as if she admitted that she was not as good as others. , it has no impact on her.
When Yang Ning heard this, his heart trembled slightly. He already understood what the woman meant, and she wanted to let herself rest for a while.
"I know, but I still have to fight." Yang Ning's voice was very weak, but as the word "war" was spoken, a strong belief surged in his body, and he seemed to be getting stronger, no, it should be said that he was constantly transforming. .
"You want to complete your transformation through fighting?" The woman was slightly surprised, her tall body moving slowly.
"I have this idea." Yang Ning did not deny it.
"So I, including the thirty-nine battles you fought before, are all your experimental products?" The woman's voice became louder and louder.
"..." Yang Ning didn't know how to answer for a while.
"It seems to be true..." The woman thought for a moment, and then a surge of momentum rose into the sky.
"Since you want to fight, then fight, but..." The woman's tone suddenly changed, and a blue bird light rose up from her body, saying: "I am not an experimental subject, I will knock you down." Her voice was high, and as she continued The light and shadow of the blue bird gradually became sharper.
Yang Ning was shocked. He didn't expect that this woman's strength was so terrifying. According to Bai Xiaosheng's rankings, this woman's strength would definitely exceed the top five hundred.
But Yang Ning did not back down.
Yang Ning also knew in her heart that she only had one chance to strike.
After one strike, there will be no chance again.
"Okay, how about deciding the outcome with one move?" Yang Ning asked.
Yang Ning admired the woman's style, and she didn't ask for too much.
"One move?" The woman was stunned, and then she realized why she couldn't see that Yang Ning was already very weak, and this method was just right for Yang Ning.
However, the woman's self-confidence doesn't matter. Yang Ning is already so weak. If he can't defeat him within one move, it will mean that the gap between his own strength and Yang Ning will only be wider. You must know that the opponent has already fought. Thirty-nine games, and these thirty-nine opponents are not ordinary cultivators. They are even as strong as Qingyuemen Xiangheng, and they have not been able to withstand a single sword blow.
Although he is not afraid of Xiang Heng's strength, it is still difficult to defeat him with one sword.
But at this moment, the woman readily agreed.
"Okay, just one move." Above the woman's head, a blue bird hovered, and as the woman moved slowly, it gradually approached Yang Ning.
"Thank you." Yang Ning had a higher evaluation of women in his heart. If a cultivator can have such a mentality, then he will definitely have a place in the forest of strong men in the future.
"polite."
Above the woman's head, a blue bird screamed.
"Chirp!"
In an instant, the entire hundred-foot space was completely burned.
According to legend, the Blue Bird has the blood of the Phoenix, but until now, no one can verify the authenticity, but the Blue Bird has a high status among the holy beasts.
The fact that this woman is able to practice as a blue bird shows her nature.
"What's your name?" Yang Ning was very curious. Although this woman is not a strange woman, she is definitely extraordinary in terms of her talent.
"Cang Yan."
"What a good name." Yang Ning admired sincerely.
"No nonsense, let's fight." Cang Yan suddenly accelerated, and his body rose high. At the same time, the blue bird above Cang Yan's head once again chirped.
"Chirp!"
Sing loudly.
Between the bird's beak, a flaming spiritual sword appeared.
"This is this?" Yang Ning was shocked. The blue bird was actually between heaven and earth, gathering flaming swords for Cang Yan to use.
Yang Ning once again measured Cang Yan's strength. I am afraid that this girl can already be ranked within the 200th place on Bai Xiaosheng's ranking list.
"Blue Bird Check."
The sound of the sword seemed to merge with the blue bird, and a flame was like a rainbow. The powerful force instantly filled the entire hundred-foot space.
Compared to Cang Yan, Yang Ning was like a frail boat, wrapped in the rainbow flames that filled the sky, and was extremely frail.
But is this the case? No one knows.
Cang Yan has never underestimated Yang Ning. Although the opponent is very weak, he will never underestimate him. The scene of Yang Ning's battle, coupled with Yang Ning's feats, made Cang Yan notice Yang Ning very early, especially Yang Ning's That sword skill made Cang Yan even more afraid, which is why Cang Yan agreed to Yang Ning's promise of a move.
Use force against force.
Cang Yan never thinks that her talent is weaker than others. Although she looks mediocre, she has great ambitions.
Even though at this moment, Yang Ning has been completely wrapped up, and even the Flame Spirit Sword has been used, plus the support of the blue bird, Cang Yan still does not dare to be careless.
The spirit sword charges, accompanied by the blue bird. Amid the long cry, the fierce aura and high fighting spirit keep suppressing the pressure.
Qingniao looked at it, focusing on the combination of momentum and strength, supplemented by flames, to form an extremely powerful sword. This is also Cang Yan's last trump card, and it can be said that Yang Ning has been respected enough.
If he wins, he won't let Yang Ning feel regretful. If he fails, he won't let Cang Yan feel regretful.
Cang Yan's heart is like this, and she doesn't beat around the bush. Strong is strong. If it's not strong enough, then continue to become stronger.
"Good skills." Yang Ning had to admit that Cang Yan's training skills, even compared to her previous life's skills, are not much better, especially from the fact that Qingniao is willing to assist, it can be seen that this woman's heart is simple, and this woman's skills are pure. Women must be strong inside.
In an instant, the space of a hundred feet boiled, and it seemed to be a world of blue birds and flaming swords.
Yang Ning was in it, like a lonely boat, which could capsize at any time.
But Cang Yan also knew that Yang Ning was gathering momentum and using her own pressure to squeeze herself.
For a swordsman, especially a swordsman with a strong heart, as long as he has not fallen, there is no guarantee that something will happen at any time.
What's more, the opponent also has a powerful sword skill.
"pull……"
"sword……"
"Skill..."
At the beginning, the sound was very weak and seemed to be overturned at any time.
But as the word "skill" came out, everything suddenly changed.
Clang!
There was a dark sound.
Centered on Yang Ning.
A burst of blood appeared, and a sword light shot out.
A curtain of blood suddenly appeared, and the whole person's momentum changed drastically.
It is no longer a lonely boat, but a powerful force riding the wind and waves.
One sword stacks up to twenty-three swords.
The sword-drawing technique breaks through again,
The killing sword strikes horizontally.
During the shooting, Yang Ning followed closely. Since he was limited to one move, he used his strongest sword to face the blue bird's inspection head-on.
Huhu...
Chirp...
Bloody laser.
Rainbows of flames shoot out.
In an instant, two forces and two sword lights approached.
Ding!
Powerful air waves shot out in all directions instantly.
Sparks sputter.
Fighting intentions intertwined.
Kaka...
The surrounding space was damaged and could no longer bear the power of the two people. It turned into bits of void and was annihilated in the powerful spiritual power.
Huhu...
The wind and flames rose, and blood rolled in the flames.
Ding……
Continuously echoing within a hundred feet.
puff……
Yang Ning vomited blood.
His face was flushed like a tide.
Chirp...
The voice gradually fell away.
Cang Yan's mouth overflowed with blood, and the flame spirit sword was even covered in blood. The light and shadow of the blue bird gradually dissipated under the silence of the sound.
Between the strongest and the strongest, two people were seriously injured.
"You... are very strong!" Cang Yan was weak and her calm face was as pale as paper.
"You...ahem...are not bad either." Yang Ning was still somewhat happy in her heart, because her sword-drawing skills had become stronger again, and her kendo heart seemed to have gained some strength during the collision just now. Enlightenment.
"But, in the end, I was defeated..." Cang Yan knew that her strongest power had been exerted, especially when the opponent was about to run out of energy, and still could not defeat the opponent, which was equivalent to failure.
"I didn't win either, right..." Yang Ning glanced at the throne, turned around and moved.
The pace was slow, but as Yang Ning's footsteps gradually moved, an astonishing scene appeared.
"You..." Cang Yan was shocked. In the sword strike just now, the opponent actually reached the limit. He actually broke through himself at the limit.
This kind of breakthrough is not a breakthrough in cultivation, but it is more terrifying than a breakthrough in cultivation.
"I didn't win." Yang Ning left his back, Qing Shi moved slowly.
But it can be clearly seen that as Yang Ning moves, his whole person's momentum changes.
If Yang Ning had a murderous aura when entering the space here, then Yang Ning at this moment has gradually begun to restrain himself.
With another step, Yang Ning's aura was completely contained within his body, and the consumed spiritual energy in Yang Ning's body was gradually recovering as the aura was restrained.
"What a weirdo..." Cang Yan was not jealous because of the other party's breakthrough, nor because of the other party's strength. Instead, she had a faint urge to catch up.
Just when Yang Ning was about to step out of the space, Yang Ning suddenly stopped and without looking back, only a voice came: "Your gradual skills are not bad. If you can keep this mentality, you will be a strong person in the future." There is definitely a place for you in Zhilin." After saying that, Yang Ning stepped out of the space without any hesitation.
"A place for me?" Cang Yan murmured to herself, "But, I want more than just these..."
