Because Heng Sheng was hurt by the sound of the word "ba", which Heng Sheng considered unacceptable.
Heng Lao roared, and the huge roar actually generated sound waves, but this could only be a roar, and could not be compared with the six tones of Buddhism.
"Watson Chapter..."
A kind of inherited technique from the Holy Son of Miao Valley, which is mutually incompatible with the Duanxiang Dance Sequence, has unpredictable power. Once it is used, it is like a huge abyss, and the surrounding spiritual energy is instantly swallowed up.
Under the ring, Ronxiang, who was watching the battle, looked nervous under the veil, because no one knew the terror of Watson Zhang better than her.
Watson Zhang, the sequence of the dance, is also the guarantee that Miao Gu can be passed down for thousands of years. It is domineering, fierce, and terrifying, just like a wild beast.
"Watson Chapter - Enlightenment!" A huge mouth appeared. It was completely invisible where the huge mouth came from, and it appeared so suddenly.
"Well……"
Xiu Ya's expression did not change, but in the palm of the huge Buddha statue behind him, a string of rosary beads appeared, which could be used to calm his mind. The solemn appearance burst out with a sultry sound, without any intention of evading or giving in.
A huge sound rushed towards the giant mouth.
What followed was an endless roar that echoed throughout the arena and spread thousands of miles away.
Old Man Zhuo stood on the deck, watching the battle between the two, his eyes gradually became clearer, and a spiritual force kept scanning the ring.
"I didn't expect that each of the geniuses in this class would be so outstanding..." Old Man Zhuo seemed to be talking to himself, and sometimes to everyone.
But at this moment, there was only one person in Teng Ziming's eyes.
Yang Ning.
Yang Ning and Yin Hun are also fighting fiercely at this moment. The hatred between the two has become greater than friendship. What's more, Yin Hun has determined that Yang Ning destroyed his father and must take revenge.
At this moment, Yang Ning would not think that Yin Hun was his senior brother. Since he was standing on the stage of the martial arts association and he had promised Li Yuxiao that he would get the first place in the martial arts association, he must do it.
"Seven steps to death..."
At this moment, Yang Ning was no longer using the instant technique. Instead, he was using the "Xing" formula to quickly complete six steps in a short period of time, leaving only the seventh step.
At the same time, they roared loudly.
"sword……"
The huge blood shadow began to extend infinitely with the killing sword as the center, and at the same time, the artistic conception of death, with Yang Ning as the center, began to sweep across instantly.
The strange eyes of Yinhun are very strong, with the power to destroy everything.
Looking at it, Yang Ning could clearly feel that the shadow of his sword was obviously suppressed, but fortunately, because of the speed of the "Xing" formula, the sword did not cut too hard.
In the sky, eyes and sword light intertwined.
There was a huge impact sound, power shuttled between the two people, spiritual power swept through, but they could not get closer than three feet in front of the two people.
This is proof of great strength.
"The strangest eyes in the world are actually Li-gilt CSG eyes..." Old Man Zhuo was inspecting the battle, and when he saw Yinhun's blood-red eyes, he immediately recognized the terrifying nature of this kind of eyes.
"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon..." Old Man Zhuo sighed again.
Even Teng Ziming realized that he seemed to have chosen the wrong person. If he had been more determined at that time, he would not have found Jiang Qing, who had mediocre qualifications.
Yes, in Teng Ziming's eyes, Jiang Qing's talent could only be mediocre at this moment.
Because someone with greater talent appears.
There are many elixirs in this world, but there is no regret medicine.
Yang Ning and Yin Hun separated again.
At this moment, Yang Ning was already breathing heavily, and the ghost was not relaxed at all, because in a pair of eyes, bloodshot eyes began to appear in the originally blood-red eyes, which obviously consumed a lot.
"Ah..." The ghost screamed. Ever since he broke through to the eighth level of the Mountain Building Realm, he thought that his strength had greatly improved and he would definitely be able to avenge his father. However, he didn't expect Yang Ning to improve even more, especially since Yang Ning had more trump cards. , even Yin Hun has this feeling, that is, Yang Ning has not revealed his real trump card so far.
Are you not worthy?
Yin Hun didn't know. Yin Hun only knew that Yang Ning, who was younger than him, ruined his father's future of entering the mountaineering realm with one sword. In Yin Hun's heart, his father was a hero, a man who dared to challenge a thousand years ago. Twelve heroes of the mountaineering realm.
"The Eyes of Destroying Illusion - Nirvana!" A pair of eyes shot out again, carrying the aura of Nirvana. As the two eyes shot out, everything turned into illusion wherever the eyes went.
This is one of Yin Hun's trump cards, and it was only realized when he made a breakthrough recently. He can destroy everything with one glance, even space.
Yang Ning suddenly felt oppressed.
Qimu, this field, Yang Ning was not familiar with in his previous life, but when he dealt with Tianmu in this life, he had some understanding of it, but he had never felt this kind of aura in Tianmu.
The smell of danger.
"One sword can change the world!" Yang Ning drew his sword again.
The blood-red sword stretched infinitely again, and it was as if the power of another world was cut from between the two eyes.
One sword can separate the world, and one sword can separate life and death.
Yang Ning wanted to use this sword to completely separate the two eyes of Yinhun.
Like two blood dragons, the eyes that kept intertwining struck the tip of the killing sword again.
Nirvana and estrangement are constantly competing.
Sizzling...
Harsh sounds continued to be heard in the air.
Yang Ning's body was filled with sword intent, and the Taiyi Sword Body was fully activated, because he had to win this sword, otherwise Yang Ning would be completely annihilated like the surrounding space.
The Ling Tian Jue was operating rapidly, continuously providing spiritual support for the sword. The sound of sword sounds could be heard from Yang Ning's bones.
Yang Ning's sword bones have not yet been fully formed, because Yang Ning has not really paid attention to this aspect of training, but at this moment, Yang Ning felt a shortcoming.
The reason why the sword is called the King of One Hundred Weapons is because the sword technique is changeable, but the basis of the change is the sword's heart, the sword's intention, and the sword's bones.
Sizzling...
In the sky, two blood-red eyes were still swallowing. Annihilation shattered the other world, and the other world shattered the Annihilation.
The two seemed to be in a stalemate, and the shock wave extended infinitely. There was no safe place in the entire arena.
"Ah..." The ghost roared again, the strong murderous intention, just like his eyes, with the taste of death, seemed to increase a lot as the roar continued.
Because the shock wave is gradually approaching Yang Ning.
Giggle...
Yang Ning heard the sound of his bones, and it seemed that he was beginning to fail.
Because Yang Ning has never encountered such a state, a sword can separate the world and is powerful because of its speed and power, but he didn't expect that Yin Hun had already cultivated Nirvana to this state.
Beads of sweat began to roll down Yang Ning's forehead, and she felt the power of the ghost at this moment.
Sword intention... sword bone...
Yang Ning didn't know how Yang Pi formed the sword bone, but Yang Ning had been using the sword's intention to warm the Yang bones, thus subtly cultivating the sword bone.
But now it seems that it is too slow because it cannot keep up with the enemy's strength.
The swordsmanship is changeable because Yang Ning's heart also changes.
Change, of course, requires fundamental change.
Therefore, Yang Ning released all his sword intent, but took a different step.
That is, the three-foot space is completely restrained, not just on the body surface, but collected into the meridians, flowing through the meridians, and begins to move towards the bones of the body.
"Ah..." The stinging pain made Yang Min's consciousness blur for a while.
Where the two collided, the shock wave continued to approach Yang Ning, and as Yang Ning's consciousness became blurred, it began to accelerate.
"Yang Ning...what's going on?" Yang Pi was surprised, because according to Yang Ning's strength, he shouldn't be unable to withstand this attack, but now Yang Ning has obviously begun to retreat.
Moreover, there was a painful expression on Yang Ning's face. What was the reason for this?
"Yang Ning, what are you doing?" Yang Zhen couldn't help shouting.
On the ring, the reason why Yang Ning can still continue to use sword moves at this moment has nothing to do with Yang Ning, because the sword spirit at this moment can be said to be controlled by the sword spirit.
Although the sword move across the world is a sword move in the killing sword, after all, it is no longer under the control of the master.
An artifact is just an artifact after all.
"Ah..." Yang Ning's face gradually became distorted. Even her green shirt was wet with sweat at this moment.
The pain is like bone-piercing pain, the pain is like a knife cutting, the pain is like lingering pain...
Yang Ning probably didn't expect that his bones, which had always been affected by his sword intent, were still so fragile and could not withstand the impact of the sword intent.
But there was no turning back when construction started.
When Yang Ning decided to use the sword intention of the three-foot space to promote the formation of his sword bones, there was no way out.
Must succeed...
Yang Ning's sword heart has never been firmer than before.
During the wash, the bones gradually changed, and during the buzzing, they began to take on the shape of a sword.
It was very fragile and would fall apart in a flash, but Yang Ning still didn't stop at this moment.
continue……
wash away...
At the same time, in Yang Ning's sea of consciousness, the flower petals on the ground began to sway. Under the long plant, several bright green leaves began to shine on Yang Ning to keep Yang Ning's vitality alive.
In pain, Yang Ning could feel that his bones were changing.
The sword bone gradually formed.
Yin Hun was still celebrating his victory in the Nirvana Strike at first, but when Yang Ning didn't move for a long time and allowed the shock wave to continue to approach, he sensed a problem.
What is he doing?
Yang Ning will never sit still and wait for death. This is not Yang Ning's character.
So what exactly does he want to do? Yinhun's eyes continued to output, and at the same time, Nirvana continued to increase its power, accelerating the speed of devouring.
Although Yang Ning no longer controls the killing sword at this moment, it is a divine weapon after all, especially since the sword spirit has been awakened. Although the shock wave continues to approach, he can feel the danger of his master.
At the tip of the killing sword, the bloody space that was compressed into a small point suddenly bloomed with endless blood-red light. The blood-red thread was based on the blood-colored space and stretched out three feet, slowing down the speed of destruction.
Rumble…
Sizzling...
In the sky, there is no longer a blazing sun, only endless blood light, blood-red silence, and blood-red sword intent, constantly devouring each other in the intertwining process...
"ah……"
After Yang Ning once again experienced the disintegration of the sword-shaped bones, a sword-shaped skeleton was finally born on the right arm of the body.
Giggle...
With the impact of the sword, there was no slack this time.
Is it done?
Yang Ning didn't know that because the three-foot space had been warmed by Yang Ning, there was huge sword energy hidden in it. It was still swimming in Yang Ning's body and pounding into Yang Ning's bones.
Sizzling...
A violent shock wave erupted in the sky again, because Yinhun felt a little uneasy and began to exert full pressure.
During the buzzing, the blood-red thread was suppressed again and began to approach Yang Ning. At this moment, there was only less than three feet away, and the extinct blood-red thread could swallow Yang Ning.
"What on earth is Yang Ning doing?" Even Jiang Che couldn't help but ask. Although there was a strong barrier above the arena, which was enough to ensure that the aftermath would not spread to the martial arts city, Jiang Che could also feel it through the barrier. The smell of silence.
"I don't know either..." But Yang Pi clearly felt that the sword bones in his body were about to move...
"Could it be that?" Yang Pi felt that this was a bit unreal, because Yang Ning was fighting at the moment, how could he dare?
