"How can this be?"
You know, it is precisely because the defense of Qingjiao King Tengchong is invincible in the same realm that there is a powerful king named Qingjiao King, but now, the Jiaolong Qingjia was actually broken by a sword.
"You can't kill Tengchong..."
But before the sound spread, it could already be felt that Tengchong's life force was passing away.
"He really dared to kill Tengchong..."
Tengchong is the young master of another first-class family in Liangzhou City. It is precisely because of his status as the young master that he is qualified to inherit the Teng family's ancestral Qingjia.
However, he did not expect that Qing Jia, who had been rarely broken by anyone, could not survive even a single blow in the hands of the Sword King.
"Hmph!" Yang Ning snorted coldly. Tengchong repeatedly provoked him. Although he didn't care, it didn't mean that Yang Ning had no temper.
This is what happens.
The fate of words.
However, Qing Han in the crowd had a calm face. Compared to the Teng family, the Qing Yue Sect was naturally much taller, and in Qing Han's eyes, Yang Ning's sword was just that, but Qing Han's sword was just that. Han's eyes were still staring at the killing sword in Yang Ning's hand for a long time.
Although he had learned from Qingzhen that Yang Ning controlled a magical weapon, he had never seen it with his own eyes. However, in order to ensure that he did not make any mistakes this time, Qinghan deliberately brought the Qingyue Sect's divine sword with him. He climbed the mountain to ensure that he could win the first place in the martial arts club.
But just now when Yang Ning unsheathed the killing sword in his hand, Qing Han knew that his sect's divine sword was no match for this sword.
"It seems that we have to find a way to get his sword." Qing Han stared at the killing sword.
Yang Ning ended Tengchong's life with a sword, his face still calm, and he would not be soft-hearted because of the death of a future true king.
"Every talk about being awesome is just a cloud." Yang Ning said lightly, and then directly searched for the space ring from Tengchong's body. As for the green armor on Tengchong's body, it really didn't arouse Yang Ning's interest. The search was over. Then walked off the ring.
Martial Arts City seems to be very clean and will never leave corpses behind.
In the past martial arts fairs, as long as someone died, they would be directly excluded from the martial arts city and fall from the sky.
At this moment, Teng Chong's fall caused huge waves in the Teng family.
"Who is it? Who killed Chong'er..." The head of the Teng family roared loudly. This was his own son, and he was also one of his descendants. After his talent was outstanding enough, he was authorized by his ancestors to give him family heirlooms. Jiaolong Qingjia also didn't expect that he would die in the end.
"Who is it..." His eyes were blood red.
Not long after, Tengchong's body was delivered to the door, which made the head of the Teng family extremely angry and staggering.
But no one answered him, because except for a sword hole, there were no other wounds on his body.
"Sword wound?"
"Father, the wounds on Brother Chong are most likely caused by the sword king who has been rumored recently. Only he has such strength, and only he has the divine weapon..."
"Sword King? Who is he?" The head of the Teng family was covered in killings.
"Father, I think you should go to the Zhou family, because this person once seriously injured the elder of the Zhou family..."
The head of the Teng family has always been in seclusion. This time, it was because his favorite son participated in the martial arts competition that he came out of seclusion. However, he did not expect that what he was waiting for was such a result, and it was a white-haired man giving black hair. The anger among people can be imagined.
"Okay, I'll go to the Zhou family. If it's really this sword king, I will make him pay with blood." As he said that, he turned into a ray of rainbow light and flew towards the Zhou family.
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At this moment, Yang Ning was still somewhat happy in his heart, because just now, he briefly glanced at the ring he took off from Tengchong, and found that there were nearly 200,000 Saint Crystals stored in it. This was a windfall.
The moment the Holy Crystal fell into the Qingming Ring, the little Qilin immediately became happy and danced, as if a child had seen candy.
The martial arts meeting is still going on, but there is no one around Yang Ning, just because Yang Ning killed Teng Chong just now.
In everyone's eyes, it has been determined that even if this Yang Ning can walk out of the martial arts association alive, he will definitely die in the anger of the Zhou family and the Teng family.
"No, I have to get his sword first." Qing Han was a little anxious. Although the Qingyue Sect was not afraid of the Teng family and the Zhou family, they did not dare to face the two first-class families.
The trend of Yang Ning killing Tengchong has gradually been forgotten as the martial arts meeting continues.
Time seemed to pass quickly in the battle.
Yang Ning also fought several times during this period, maybe because Yang Ning's strength was exposed. In short, every time Yang Ning stepped into the ring, everyone seemed to have the same caliber, and they all decided the outcome with one move. Therefore, Yang Ning did not No matter how many opportunities there are to take action, the opponent will be defeated by Yang Ning's invincible sword drawing skills.
It seems to have been agreed upon.
However, Yang Ning was also happy with the success. If it weren't for the fact that there was no way to retreat, Yang Ning would not kill people easily.
In the blink of an eye, it had been nearly ten days since the martial arts meeting began. There were nearly 30,000 cultivators in the entire northern theater. As the battle progressed, there were only less than 300 practitioners left.
Elimination round after round, this simple and crude method can also truly test what is cruelty and what is genius.
If you encounter a stronger opponent, you can only blame yourself for your bad luck. If you encounter a weaker opponent, of course, you will win naturally.
Perhaps it was the special arrangement of Martial Arts City, but in short, Yang Ning fought all the way. Except for people like Tengchong who wanted to die, Yang Ning did not meet anyone who was particularly strong.
However, as rounds of selections continued, the more than two hundred people remaining at this moment were the real elites.
The nearly 100-seat arena finally began to decrease at this moment.
Everyone knows that this is the end of the Martial Arts Knockout Tournament, which will also mean that the remaining true geniuses will be here to compete for those who can participate in the top sixty-four battles.
"It seems that the next battle should be taken seriously." Yang Ning was not very familiar with the martial arts association, but both Li Yuxiao and Jiang Che mentioned this to Yang Ning.
Sure enough, after only fifty arenas were left, Martial Arts City seemed to have shrunk a lot, and the entire northern war zone had grown from nearly 30,000 people at the beginning to less than 5,000 now.
"The real battle will come next..." Yang Ning was still paying attention to Qing Han, but Yang Ning was thinking about something else.
Because Mao Man once said that there is actually a chance in this martial arts city, but in the past thousand years, this chance has never appeared.
But even Mao Man was very secretive about this opportunity and seemed unwilling to mention it.
The arena has changed and a new round of selection has begun.
Soon, Yang Ning got his name.
"Yang Ning, Zhao Tieqing."
"Huh?" Yang Ning was stunned. He seemed to have heard of this Zhao Tieqing somewhere, but maybe it was because Yang Ning had never paid attention to it. Hearing such a name again felt somewhat strange.
But when Yang Ning stepped onto the ring, someone also appeared on the other side of the ring.
"Huh? Who is this person from Zhao Chuanxi?" Yang Ning saw the shadow of Zhao Chuanxi in this person, especially in their faces, they were very similar.
"Brother, you don't know this? This is Zhao Tieqing, one of the four great masters of the year. He has an invincible iron fist. However, because his era is not now, few people mention it." One person explained Yang Ning's doubts. , told some of Zhao Tieqing’s past.
"Four Young Masters?" Yang Ning was a bit confused.
"However, it is the Four Young Masters. When they became famous, they did not encounter such a grand event as the Prince Conferment Hall, so they did not become kings. However, in order to highlight the talents of the four people, Liangzhou City created the Four Great Young Masters. say."
"So that's it." Yang Ning looked at Zhao Tieqing who was fighting on the field, and had to admit that the strength of this Zhao Tieqing was indeed not comparable to that of Zhao Chuan, especially his pair of iron fists, which could already become an invincible existence in the same realm. .
"The martial arts meeting is indeed a grand meeting in Liangzhou." Yang Ning sighed.
In the blink of an eye, another day passed, and there was another round of eliminations on the stage. At this moment, there were only more than a hundred people left. A ranking gradually spread throughout the northern area of Martial Arts City, but Yang Ning was surprised.
However, Yang Ning seemed to see the shadow of Bai Xiaosheng in this ranking, but to Yang Ning's surprise, Bai Xiaosheng seemed to be missing.
"Why is this guy so mysterious?" However, Yang Ning is certain of one thing, that is, this Bai Xiaosheng has definitely not participated in the martial arts meeting, but how can he stay outside the rules of the martial arts city?
In confusion, Yang Ning also learned about the list of the northern theater.
First place, Yang Ning...
Yang Ning's face was full of black lines. When did she offend this guy and actually take revenge on herself like this?
Looking further down, the second place is actually Zhao Tieqing.
Suddenly, some people were aggrieved, because the rankings of the first two people were not as high as Qingyue Sect's No. 1 True Successor, Qing Han.
"Who made this thing?"
"who is it?"
Even Qinghan's face was filled with anger because he saw his name, ranked third.
At this moment, the most unexpected thing for Yang Ning happened.
Bai Xiaosheng appeared.
Like a ghost, like a ghost.
"How about it? Can I give you face?" Bai Xiaosheng was dressed in white, holding a pen in one hand and a jade in the other, and seemed to be still writing.
"It's you?"
As Bai Xiaosheng appeared, he was immediately stared at, and someone immediately reacted.
"This guy is Bai Xiaosheng, the master of Baixiao Pavilion, which has become popular in Liangzhou City recently."
"It's really him."
"Did you hear what he just said to Yang Ning?"
"What's the meaning?"
"There must be an ulterior secret between Baixiao Pavilion and Yang Ning. Otherwise, with the strength of the Sword King Yang Ning, how could he be ranked first in this ranking? There is definitely some incompatibility between the two. A secret known to all.”
"What you said makes sense." The rules of the martial arts association were clearly stated, but at this time, an inexplicable ranking suddenly appeared, and Yang Ning was ranked first, which naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of many people.
At this moment, the sound of conversation came again between Bai Xiaosheng and Yang Ning.
"I gave you the best ranking."
Yang Ning's face was suddenly covered with black lines.
Does this guy still think it brings him trouble?
As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding area suddenly exploded.
Because they have determined that there must be a secret between the two that they don't know.
"Bai Xiao Pavilion, aren't you afraid of losing your reputation?"
"That's right, Baixiao Pavilion is not afraid of such fraud..."
"A bunch of guys with no vision, don't you know how many Saint Crystals Baixiao Pavilion consumes in a year? Really, if you have 200,000 Saint Crystals, I will also rank you first."
As the saying goes, if you don't say anything shocking, you will die. As soon as these words came out, everyone around them looked at Yang Ning in surprise. They all looked like this.
Yang Ning was in an extraordinary state of mind and couldn't calm down at the moment. She wished she could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Is this the relationship between myself and Bai Xiaosheng? This guy is just trying to paint himself in a bad light. This is Hong Guoguo's threat.
Yang Ning didn't look back. This guy just wanted to take revenge on himself. He wanted to take revenge on himself for not giving him the Holy Crystal.
But Yang Ning has been stared at by many pairs of eyes, how could he let go of such an opportunity.
"Is this a guilty conscience?"
"I never thought that Sword King Yang Ning would spend 200,000 Saint Crystals for his own good reputation. This is really a big deal."
"There is no other way. Who can kill someone like Tengchong with one sword? This is strength..."
The voice was so sinister that even Yang Ning couldn't stay here for a long time.
