"Did you feel something?" Jiang Che asked hurriedly.
Although Jiang Che is also a swordsman, Jiang Che's sword is not pure. He only uses the sword as a companion for strength. It is also because of Jiang Che's transcendent talent that he has become a swordsman even if he only uses a sword as a companion.
"I don't know if it's true. I feel that Yang Ning seems to be...in..." Yang Pi hesitated and was not sure. After all, the formation of sword bones is completely different for everyone, but just now his body The sword bone actually showed a hint of excitement.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Che was a little anxious. Although he had only met Yang Ning a few times, Jiang Che treated Yang Ning like a friend.
"If I didn't sense it wrong, he should be transforming..." Yang Pi didn't say that the sword bone was formed, he just said transformation, just to be on the safe side. After all, there are many people around him, so it's best to keep this kind of thing a secret.
"Transformation? You mean he is transforming?" Jiang Che also felt that Yang Ning was a little nervous. This was a battle in the ring. If he was not careful, death would come. How dare he? are you crazy?
Jiang Che felt at this moment that Yang Ning was a madman.
"Too risky..."
Not only Jiang Che, but also Yang Pi was also worried about Yang Ning. Although Yang Ning had restrained himself a lot during this period, he didn't expect that Yang Ning would be more ruthless this time and use both sides directly in the battle. The pressure creates sword bones for oneself.
And Yang Pi also noticed that the three-foot space that Yang Ning had been lingering around had disappeared without a trace. In other words, he was using the sword intent in the three-foot space to impact the bones...
Thinking of this, even Yang Pi, who had already experienced the formation of the sword bone, couldn't help but take a breath of air.
"This guy is really annoying..." Yang Zhen also cursed, but he was not worried. Although Yang Ning has never experienced such a transformation in battle, Yang Ning has experienced it in previous battles. More than once, he has forced himself into a desperate situation, and then used his own strength, his own determination, and his perseverance to survive the power, thereby gaining further strength.
In other words, Yang Ning can turn danger into safety. Since he can turn danger into safety, what is there to worry about?
But this time, Yang Zhen miscalculated. The formation of the sword bone is not comparable to any realm breakthrough. It is a bone-crushing pain. Even if it is placed in a quiet place, it still requires a lot of preparation, but this is not just a arena. , there are even more powerful enemies attacking.
The pain caused Yang Ning's face to twist, and even the aura around her body gradually began to become unstable.
The blood-red shock wave is getting closer and closer.
"He...how could he do this?"
"Look at that sword..." Someone finally noticed the extraordinary power of the killing sword. Although they knew that the sword in Yang Ning's hand was a divine weapon, they didn't know that Yang Ning's sword could actually have its own thoughts and act as its master. Kill the enemy.
"Could it be said that his sword has given birth to a sword spirit?" Old Man Zhuo couldn't help but murmured. Looking at the scene on the ring, his mental power enveloped him and he headed towards Yang Ning on the ring.
He wanted to see what Yang Ning was doing. He wanted to know whether this sword really awakened the sword spirit?
A sword that has awakened its sword spirit is not so easy to identify as its owner, unless it is uniquely blessed.
There are only a few such artifacts in the entire Red Lotus Dynasty.
Therefore, Mr. Zhuo is very concerned.
Because of his cultivation, Teng Ziming could only feel that Yang Ning seemed to be undergoing a transformation at this moment. He couldn't tell what the transformation was, but when he heard the murmur of the old man Zhuo just now, his eyes suddenly flashed with greed. , very secretive, no one noticed.
On the ring, Yang Ning's consciousness has been washed away countless times. If Ling Tianjue hadn't been abnormal, if it hadn't been for Xi Di Manzhu's vitality, I'm afraid Yang Ning would have become a corpse at this moment.
As the shock wave got closer and closer, Yang Ning also felt the danger coming in his subconscious. He held the killing sword in his right hand and wanted to control the killing sword again, but the severe washing pain could not make him concentrate at all.
"Ah..." Yang Ning screamed again. All the sword intent condensed in the bones of his right arm, and the sword intent in the entire three-foot space flowed away from Yang Ning's right arm like a violent whirlwind.
Giggle...
Yang Ning's right arm had lost all feeling, leaving only heart-breaking pain.
"Nirvana..." Yinhun shouted wildly again, with two eyes like dragons, and once again launched a fierce charge, heading towards Yang Ning.
With the increase this time, the speed of the shock wave's approach accelerated again.
Buzzing…
On the killing sword, blood bloomed, but it was clearly felt that as the Yin Soul increased its power again, the sword light belonging to the killing sword dimmed a lot.
However, One Sword to Separate the World is, after all, the inherited sword move of Killing Sword, and to a certain extent, the Sword Spirit's One Sword to Separate the World is even more perfect than Yang Ning's.
But the ghost at this moment is really too strong, especially the Eye of Annihilation, which is even more terrifying. It actually gradually suppresses the extended blood-red thread, and is now close to the tip of the killing sword.
Giggle...
On Yang Ning's right arm, there was another sound of bones interlacing.
The vitality also followed the sound of "gurgling", and it actually gave off a breath of spring in the desperate situation.
Because the faint sword-shaped bone that was originally formed on the right arm actually became more and more condensed under the constant erosion of sword intent.
"Sheng!" Yang Ning gritted her teeth, and a trace of bright red seeped out from between her teeth.
In the pain, there is a taste of success.
The sword-shaped skeleton finally began to actively accept the erosion of the sword's will, and then slowly absorbed the sword's will left during the erosion process.
Ling Tian Jue was running at extremely high speed, over and over again, for a week, it didn't even take half a breath.
The shock wave was already under the constant attack of the ghost, and was less than two feet away from Yang Ning's body.
The crisis is getting closer and closer, and the time left for Yang Ning is getting less and less. Yang Ning must make a desperate move, otherwise he will not wait for the sword bone to form, but will be directly swallowed by the death of the ghost.
Yang Ning also knew that time was running out, but although the sword bones were generated, Yang Ning ignored one thing. The three-foot space that he had deliberately cultivated before contained too much sword intent, and now it had entered the bones. , and even almost escaped Yang Ning's control.
Giggle...
The bones crackled again, and Yang Ning felt as if his body was going to explode. The pain once again occupied his brain. Yang Ning wanted to increase the speed of the sword's attack, but he didn't want the pain to make Yang Ning's mind blurry again.
The manzhu on the ground swayed and danced, spreading a piece of holy power to keep Yang Ning awake. This was also Yang Ning's last barrier and support.
The killing sword kept buzzing, as if it was looking for its owner, hoping that the owner would hold the sword and kill the enemy again, but its owner was too busy taking care of himself at the moment.
The pain was so heartbreaking that Yang Ning had been hurt countless times. The sword-shaped bone in his right arm was always growing.
quick……
Hurry...
Yang Ning's mind kept urging, and Ling Tian Jue had also driven the whole body. The supplement of spiritual power continued to repair Yang Ning's body, and the meridians surged again.
Soon……
Yang Ning felt that the sword intent belonging to the three-foot space was getting less and less. Even though his green shirt was soaked through and his face was ferocious, a crystal smile still appeared on Yang Ning's forehead.
As the green leaves on the ground swayed, Yang Ning gradually woke up.
move……
"One sword can separate the world..."
Yang Ning tried to use the right hand holding the sword to inject power into the sword again.
Buzzing…
The sword seemed to feel its master trying to control the sword again, and it felt light and happy.
In the sky, the shock wave actually showed a tendency to slow down.
"What's going on?" Yin Hun was worried, because the Nirvana at this moment has reached its peak. If it is forcibly improved, it will damage the origin of his eyes.
However, the battle situation that Yin Hun originally thought was a sure win gradually changed with Yang Ning's roar.
"Nirvana..." Yinhun howled angrily again, and a line of pure blood flowed out from the edges of his eyes.
Yin Hun didn't know why Yang Ning was doing what he just did, but when Yang Ning screamed, Yin Hun could clearly feel that Yang Ning had changed.
Because at this moment of sword separation, Yinhun clearly noticed that the aura of death was becoming clearer and clearer.
"What on earth has he experienced?" Yinhun felt that the sword was gradually getting stronger.
There were waves of pain in his eyes, but at this moment, Yinhun would never give up.
The eyes blinked, and the power of annihilation was released again. The blood-red eyes turned into dragons and flew towards Yang Ning.
The two eyes were even scarier than the bright sun in the sky. Wherever the eyes went, it instantly became a void where nothing could exist.
Sizzling...
The shock wave expanded again, and the shock wave that had stopped just now headed towards Yang Ning again.
One sword divides life, one sword separates yin and yang, and one sword separates life and death.
The blood-red thread actually formed a unique environment of life and death at the tip of the sword.
It gives people the feeling of dividing the whole world into two parts. A sword shoots between two eyes, constantly separating the falling power of annihilation. A sword separates life and death.
On another arena, the battle between Zhi Rong and Qu Yang was coming to an end.
At this moment, Qu Yang's heart was shattered, because his attack was completely like hitting cotton. No, it should be a stone as big as a fist, still in the sea, with splashes, but it was too inconspicuous...
Yes, Qu Yang felt like this at the moment, very obviously powerless and asking for trouble.
"This is my strongest blow. If it still can't shake you, then I have no choice but to admit defeat..."
Compared to other people's bloody battles, Zhizu's battle looked very peaceful, but it was also this peaceful fighting method that shocked people the most.
Because of his powerlessness and his strength, people can only look up to him.
Yes, the purpose of this moment is to give people this feeling.
"Okay!" Zhichong readily agreed. Although he was not afraid of Qu Yang, Qu Yang's strength was outstanding. Even if he resolved it every time, it was still a little difficult for him. Now that he heard that the other party no longer wanted to attack, he naturally agreed with both hands. .
"Thank you!"
The spear, like a dragon, gradually blurred in the sky, followed by a wave of terror.
"A bit of cold light turns into rain, and dominates the wind and clouds in the universe..."
A flash of cold light was like the blazing sun in the sky, striking three thousand feet across, like a dragon or an eagle...
"Eighteen strikes..."
Qu Yang's most powerful trick shone in the sky.
Qu Yang's strength and fighting spirit have also reached their peak. There are no obstacles or any psychological emotions. At this moment, Qu Yang only has the will to fight.
Zhichun's eyes gradually became serious, because he could feel that the surrounding space was beyond his control.
"No wonder you would propose to decide the outcome with one move..." Zhizuo's hands finally started to move, one hand moving with spiritual wind, the other shaking the sky with rain...
The intention at this moment is actually to have the body gradually rise in its natural state against the backdrop of the surrounding environment.
"The rain falls and returns to heaven and earth..."
The artistic conception was used to the extreme by Zhi Chu.
