"Do you think that my ranking was made up by myself? A bunch of frogs in a well, don't know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world?" Bai Xiaosheng scolded.
But the conversation changed and he suddenly said: "Of course I have some exclusive breaking news from other war zones. I wonder if you are interested?"
Hearing this sentence, the faces of the people watching the battle were not good-looking at all, because it was a wonderful battle in front of them. As Bai Xiaosheng said, the two people's experience against the enemy was something they needed to learn from.
Now this guy has released such news. Could it be that this so-called Bai Xiaosheng really has such ability? Can messages be sent from the other four theaters?
Many people don't believe it.
"Go away, go away, don't disturb me watching the battle..."
"That's right, this is a battle between the two No. 1s in the King's Palace last year. This opportunity cannot be missed, and it will never come back..."
"Huh!" Bai Xiaosheng was speechless when he saw that his idea failed, but Bai Xiaosheng still didn't want to give up, and continued: "Don't you just want to know some battle scenes about those strong men? I also have some here. And there are also other war zones, this is exclusive secret information..."
"Go away..."
"Go away, blocking my view..."
Bai Xiaosheng walked away speechless. He had never seen such a group of persistent people.
On the ring, the battle continued. Although Yang Ning's sword did not split the Qingyue Faxiang, Qinghan, who was one with the Faxiang, was affected.
With a ferocious face and using his own cultivation to suppress his injuries, Qinghan was completely angered.
The anger that had been suppressed for many days was completely intensified with this sword.
"You are good, very good. It completely angered me." The Qingyue double-edged sword in Qinghan's hand began to mobilize the power of the moon in the Dharma.
The cold light began to move as Qingyue's double-edged sword swam.
"Is this your trump card?" Yang Ning pretended to be calm, but was surprised in his heart, because to cultivate the Dharma to this point requires not only strong talent, but also great perseverance. Obviously, this Qinghan Already done.
Qinghan relied on Qingyue's double-edged sword and also pulled it, completely integrating Qingyue behind him into one sword.
"Qingyue Dharma Appearance - Qingyue Slash!"
The voice was like a rainbow, and it was impossible to tell that Qing Han was injured. Even because of the infusion of Yuehua, Qing Han looked even more inhumane.
"I didn't expect Qinghan to have cultivated the Dharma to such an extent..."
"The number one true successor of Qingyue Sect is indeed well-deserved."
Because of this level of Qingyue Slash, even though many of the people watching the battle were the geniuses of Liangzhou City, they had never seen Qinghan perform it.
"Qing Han has been completely angered. Yang Ning will never be able to take this sword..."
"That is, how can a person from a small and remote land like the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya be compared with Qinghan?"
"How can a sparrow compare to a swan?"
Bai Xiaosheng looked unconcerned. If it was just Yang Ning, just a swordsman, Bai Xiaosheng might think that Yang Ning would lose, but the Yang Ning in front of him was not an ordinary cultivator after all. He was a person who stood in the past life. A person at the top of the mainland has a title like Ning Zun, so how can he be compared to a small Qingyue Sect's number one true successor.
"To say that you sit in a well and look at the sky is to flatter you..." After Bai Xiaosheng finished speaking, his figure became faint again.
In the sky, there is no breath of sunlight, and there is only endless moonlight, which almost covers the entire northern war zone. Such a powerful sword, even many strong men in the ninth level of the Mountain Building Realm would be ashamed.
But no one present was surprised, simply because he was the number one true disciple of the Qingyue Sect and the number one in the Prince's Palace in Liangzhou City.
The moonlight continues to merge into the Blue Moon Double-edged Sword, and it no longer looks like a full moon in the sky.
"cut!"
A sharp shout came, and an arc of light struck again.
But this sword is no longer the previous Qingyue Slash.
With the Qingyue double-edged sword fused with the Dharma, coupled with Qinghan's endless sword intent, this sword may not even allow a strong person in the ninth level of the Mountain-Building Realm to retreat safely.
"One sword can change the world!" Yang Ning's eyes were solemn. The sword intention was condensed on the tip of the sword, and a blood-red sword intention condensed into a line, extending infinitely.
Yang Ning knew that if he had not truly mastered the realm of heaven and earth, he would definitely not be able to compare with Qinghan's strike, but now, in order to avoid being too seriously injured, he could only use this sword.
Buzzing…
In the sky, a cold light flashed with the moonlight and struck down horizontally.
The sword intent surged in front, and the moonlight flashed behind, completely giving Yang Ning no chance to survive.
This is Qinghan's murderous intention. Once it appears, he will not give him any chance at all.
If you want to break through the blockade and survive, you can only use your true skills.
There were only two sword lights left between the two, and the swords opened the way, showing endless edge.
"Both of them are top geniuses, why can't they coexist?" Tan Kuo looked at the two people on the ring who were using their tactics and was thinking deeply.
Tan Kuo has also heard about the incident in the palace of the Sixteen Kingdoms in Surabaya. In fact, when things have developed to this point, no one can be blamed.
"The Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya..." Tan Kuo couldn't comment for a while.
Because of the incident a thousand years ago, Liangzhou City has been suppressing the Sixteen Kingdoms of Surabaya for nearly a thousand years. Such a punishment is not heavy, and the Qingyue Sect's pampering over the years has also led to the Qingyue Sect's aloof attitude. Posture, it doesn't matter who is right or wrong.
Clang!
Like thunder exploding.
Like a flood lapping at the shore.
The violent fluctuations affected the entire northern theater.
The collision between the two people was so powerful that even those watching the battle felt fear.
This is the real point of contact.
The moonlight pours down thousands of miles.
The blood-red thread is also constantly facing difficulties.
Sizzling...
In the sky, space turned into nothingness bit by bit, and was annihilated inch by inch.
However, the blood-red sword finally retreated under the moonlight.
puff……
A mouthful of black blood spilled into the air.
On Yang Ning's chest, a sword light split the green shirt, and the three-foot space had long since disappeared.
The flowing sword intention spontaneously activates the Taiyi Sword Body, but it is still unable to withstand the light of the Moonlight Sword.
laugh……
Yang Ning was seriously injured.
Yang Ning's body also flew completely upside down.
Falling into the ring.
"Lost..."
Yang Ning had to admit that his own sword, without the blessing of Tianwaitian, was still not as good as Qinghan's Qingyue Slash.
Yang Ning also understood that Qing Han's cultivation level was already one level higher than his own, and Qing Han's strength was indeed a bit abnormal.
"Did you lose?" Bai Xiaosheng was also a little surprised. If the rumors were correct, Yang Ning and Qing Han should be about the same, but what should we say now?
Bai Xiaosheng felt that there must be something he didn't know, otherwise Yang Ning would not be able to take this blow.
"Hmph!" Qing Han snorted, but he was still a little dissatisfied because his slash failed to kill Yang Ning.
But this battle was enough to put Yang Ning under his feet.
Qing Han landed on the ring and looked down at Yang Ning with a look of contempt on his face.
"Yang Ning, how are you?" Tan Kuo helped Yang Ning up. Seeing the bleeding on Yang Ning's chest, he hurriedly sealed the acupuncture points near the bleeding wound.
In Yang Ning's body, Ling Tian Jue had already been running at high speed, but despite the sword injury, the power of the moon could not dissipate for a long time. Even Ling Tian Jue could not recover in a short time.
Yang Ning took a deep look at Qing Han, who was standing high above the ring, and then said to Tan Kuo, "Thank you."
"You're welcome..." Tan Kuo helped Yang Ning aside and let Yang Ning heal his injuries.
The martial arts meeting continues again, but compared to the battle between Yang Ning and Qing Han, the battle in the northern theater has become boring.
One day has passed, and Yang Ning's wounds finally lost the power of the moon thanks to Yang Ning's efforts.
Yang Ning said to herself: "I didn't expect that I still underestimated this person..."
However, Yang Ning was not disappointed at all, because he also saw Qinghan's trump card, and his goal had been achieved, so what Yang Ning did next was to prepare for the so-called Crossing Lane.
For a month, Yang Ning was not sure.
After all, Mao Man didn't explain much to himself. There are not many records about Duren Lane, even in the entire Liangzhou.
But Yang Ning believed that this Duren Lane would not let him down.
Because Mao Man simply mentioned that the ferry lane was for ferrying people.
Crossing is a saying in Buddhism.
And this is the Western Wilderness.
In the memory of the previous life, there are two holy places in the entire Western Wasteland, one is Tingyue Ya and the other is Xiaolin Zen Temple. If this Duren Lane is really related to Buddhism, then it must be the masterpiece of Xiaolin Zen Temple.
But regarding this point, Yang Ning is just his own guess without evidence, but Yang Ning still wants to verify it. After all, his cultivation level is not enough now, and he must move forward. Otherwise, he will not be able to do it at this martial arts meeting. It is possible to defeat many geniuses and become the real number one.
Another two days passed, and in the entire northern theater, there were less than twenty people still qualified to fight.
Yang Ning's injuries have also fully recovered.
"It's time to leave..."
Yang Ning no longer has the qualifications here, so Yang Ning can only leave.
Ferry Alley.
This is Yang Ning's goal.
"Brother Tan Kuo, do you know where Duren Lane is?" Yang Ning realized that he had forgotten such an important thing. What a failure...
"Duren Lane?" Upon hearing the name, Tan Kuo was stunned for a moment because the name was too unfamiliar, but he quickly came to his senses because the memory of Duren Lane gradually emerged in his mind.
"Brother Yang, you mean you are going to Duren Alley?" Tan Kuo said in shock, because in his memory, Duren Alley was not a good place.
"Brother Yang, that's a place of narrow escape. Are you sure you want to go there?" Tan Kuo knew that Yang Ning was not willing to give in. After all, with his strength, it was really humiliating to be eliminated here, but compared to that crossing lane, Tan Kuo doesn't think Yang Ning is worth taking the risk.
"OK." Yang Ning said directly without any hesitation.
"But, there is really a narrow escape from death there... No, it's not a narrow escape from death, it's ten deaths from death..." Tan Kuo knew clearly that in the past thousand years, no one had been able to pass through the Duren Alley, no one.
Bai Xiaosheng, who was hiding aside, also heard the conversation between the two, and finally understood why Yang Ning failed. It turned out that his goal was there.
Bai Xiaosheng knew Xiaolin Temple, which was another holy place in the entire Western Wasteland. Its power was not inferior to Ting Yue Ya's, but it was relatively low-key compared to Ting Yue Ya's.
"Of course I know, but I've made up my mind, so there's no need to persuade me, Brother Tan Kuo..." Yang Ning said.
Tan Kuo knew that once a swordsman's heart was decided, it would be difficult to change it. Moreover, Yang Ning was kind to him, so he could only say helplessly: "Beside the wall of Martial Arts City, there is a remote alley, where is the crossing." People alley, but I still say the same thing, Brother Yang, I hope you can change your mind..."
Tan Kuo knows that he is just a small person and does not understand the thoughts of a person like Yang Ning, but he understands one truth, that is, it is better to live than to die.
Only by living can everything have hope.
Yang Ning knew the location of Duren Alley, and without stopping for a moment, he walked directly towards the gate where the loser exited.
Tan Kuo shook his head helplessly. Looking at Yang Ning's leaving figure, he seemed to begin to understand why he had never been able to become a true swordsman.
Arriving in front of the Martial Arts City again, five long pillars stood in the sky, shining brightly in the sunlight.
Yang Ning was quite emotional. More than half a month had passed since the martial arts meet, and the real competition would begin in a month.
Yang Ning threw away his distracting thoughts and quickly found the alley that Tan Kuo had mentioned.
On the surface, there is nothing surprising, everything is ordinary.
