Yang Pi stared at the tornadoes around him, and suddenly felt that the tornadoes around him did not seem to be attacking him at that moment, but had a slight connection with him.
"No, it's a sword, a sword bone..." Yang Pi looked at his right arm, where the sword bone shone with light, and the countless sword rays actually had signs of a tornado.
The Chongjun Sword kept making soft moans, as if it was transforming into a dragon at this moment, and like a tornado, it spontaneously activated the secret of the sword.
"What's going on?" Since Yang Pi got the Chongjun Sword, he has never seen such signs of the Chongjun Sword.
"Could it be that..." Yang Pi seemed to see a vague figure between the tornadoes.
Holding the sword, gathering momentum, and slashing out a sword, a sword without light from the sun and moon, a sword without the color of the sky.
"The domain here was actually left by a swordsman." In the past few years, Yang Pi's knowledge has been increasing. Although he has not experienced the power of the domain, at this moment, he clearly feels that the domain here is actually a swordsman. Left by a swordsman.
"In that case, just look at my sword." Yang Pi did not use his own sword skills. Instead, he began to imitate the blurry shadow in the tornado, but it was just a similar shape, but the spirit belonged to Yang Pi himself. understand.
Buzzing…
The heavy Jun sword kept buzzing, as if there was endless power and mystery gathering.
Then……
One knife pours down.
Like a waterfall, like a flood, and even more like the morning sun.
If the sword strike just now made the sky dark, then Yang Pi's sword strike at this moment would clear the clouds and reveal the sun.
These are two extremes, but the methods of attack are the same.
Yang Pi didn't know if his understanding was correct, but in his opinion, this sword move was the right move.
Because his swordsman's heart has changed with the changes in his mood in the past few years.
It is no longer dim and gloomy, but more energetic.
I once remembered Qiu Yan saying to Yang Pi: "Life is the most powerful force in the world. Even the most powerful person in the world cannot compare with it."
"As for cultivation, the most taboo thing is to imitate and copy blindly. It's not because the predecessors are not good enough, just because they have failed."
"Thus, they will fall and leave their own inheritance in the world."
Yang Pi didn't know why Qiuyan, a person with average talent, had such an opinion, but Yang Pi's heart changed at that moment.
Since they are losers, it means that their path is the path of failure. Since they have failed, there is no need to learn, but they can improve.
And the knife just now was the way Yang Pi improved it.
With the knife slashed out, Yang Pi felt more relaxed than ever before. Yang Pi didn't know why he felt like this, but Yang Pi knew clearly that he was right.
That's enough.
"Ah!" Yang Pi roared and struck out with his sword again.
It seemed as if the sky was trembling, and the tornado was raging wildly. It was split into two with a knife and then dissipated.
Although it was still dark and dark, Yang Pi's sword fell, giving people an illusion, a feeling that the surroundings were restored to clarity.
Buzzing…
Chongjun Dao was cheering, this was Yang Pi's most intuitive feeling.
"Comfortable..." Yang Pi's steps were light. At this moment, he was completely unaffected by the surrounding tornadoes, and Yang Pi had a clear feeling that he seemed to have made a breakthrough at this moment.
"Region, no, no, this is not domain." Yang Pi's footsteps landed on the rocks on the ground, and he took one step ten feet, and instantly passed through a tornado.
Yang Pi didn't know if he had inherited the swordsman who left the domain, but when he passed through the tornado just now, Yang Pi clearly felt that the tornado did not deliberately hurt him, but was a little more unspeakable. a feeling of.
But since there's no harm done, let's move on.
Yang Pi's figure blended into the tornado.
…
Deep in the core of the wind domain.
Yang Ning finally approached the Baili category.
There is only haziness here, and I can't see my fingers.
Yang Ning held the sword in her hand, not daring to be careless. Suddenly, Yang Ning's eyes fell to her left front.
"Who is it?" The killing sword in Yang Ning's hand glowed with blood-red light and she moved forward quickly.
Zheng!
The sword broke through the strong wind, and at the same time, the body-protecting Zhengang wrapped itself up to prevent the surrounding sudden strong wind from affecting itself. At the same time, the green shirt covered his body and quickly passed through five meters.
"Huh?" Yang Ning didn't find anyone.
"Is it an illusion?" Yang Ning quickly rejected her idea and felt her surroundings carefully, but under such a violent and sudden wind, nothing was left behind.
"Who was that just now?" Yang Ning used his mental power to detect again, but found nothing.
Yang Ning didn't know, but it was obvious that the other party also discovered him and escaped from here first.
Yang Ning could only explore again and then go deeper into the core.
…
Shangguan Wan'er is also happy. Although she doesn't know who she was just now, the person who can come and go freely in such a core place, let alone strength, is definitely not an ordinary person, especially those old monsters from Tiandao Sect here. In a place of seclusion, Shangguan Wan'er had to be careful.
Shangguan Wan'er could only hide her aura, the gauze fluttering in the strong wind, but her face became solemn.
Shangguan Wan'er didn't know if she was exposed, but killing just one Zhennanzi was definitely not Shangguan Wan'er's purpose.
Only by severely injuring the core of Tiandao Sect and weakening the opponent to the maximum extent, will the chance of revenge be greater in the future. Then calm down and go deeper.
The wind keeps roaring, tearing everything apart.
…
Yang Ning didn't find anything unusual.
"Maybe it's not necessarily the geniuses from other holy places who have arrived..." Yang Ning was on guard with his sword.
With the breakthrough of his physical body and the improvement of his cultivation, Yang Ning did not dare to use his spiritual power too much, because at this moment, he was already on the verge of a breakthrough. If he was not careful, he would break through to the seventh level.
The core at this moment is already close to night. There is no extra thing or movement. There are only endless strong winds, like knives and gangs...
Suddenly, Yang Ning felt a sharp attack coming towards him from behind.
Looking back with a sword!
Ding!
Swords meet.
Rumble…
The roar disappeared in the wind.
"What is this smell?"
Yang Ning was stunned.
So familiar.
"Brother Pizi."
"Yang Ning?"
The two men retracted their swords and couldn't see each other clearly, but they were sure.
"Was that you just now?" Yang Ning asked hurriedly.
"Just now?" Yang Pi was stunned.
"I just felt a breath not far from here. It was very vague, but when I chased after it, it disappeared."
"No." Yang Pi shook his head.
The two joined forces and began to move forward on guard.
"There..." Yang Pi suddenly pointed forward.
"Be careful." Yang Ning directly concealed his aura, and Yang Pi did not reveal his aura.
The two nodded to each other and walked gently towards the direction where Yang Pi found them.
Huhu...
The two of them approached, and with the howling wind, they finally came closer.
"This is..." Yang Pi saw a person who was very old. Yang Pi could even feel that the person in front of him did not have much life left in his body.
"I don't know." Yang Ning didn't understand either, but he felt it, because this person could hardly feel any fluctuations of spiritual power in his body, but he could sit so quietly in the deepest part of the Sujuan Gorge, and he could Explain some issues.
"If I guessed correctly, this person should be a strong man from the Tiandao Sect." Yang Ning stopped talking and started transmitting messages to Yang Pi.
Although it is difficult for mental power to work in such an environment, Yang Ning and Yang Pi are both very close to each other, which is why it is effective.
"Yang Ning, you..." Yang Pi didn't understand why Yang Ning was so careful.
"Brother Pizi, I want to kill him." Yang Ning did not explain.
The killing sword moves.
Blood red and cold light suddenly appeared.
Clang!
There was a sound like falling on metal.
Yang Ning only felt that her household registration was cracked, and the force of the backlash was so shocking that she let out a sigh of relief with her sword.
"you……"
Yang Ning couldn't accept it. He hit with all his strength, but he couldn't hurt the opponent at all.
But at this moment, Yang Ning suddenly felt like her eyes were blurred.
"Death!" came a sweet voice.
A sword light was even faster than the strong wind.
It landed directly on the neck of the person just now.
No blood.
Only sound.
laugh!
"You..." Yang Ning finally couldn't calm down.
Because this breath is very familiar.
I have been dreaming about it for more than ten years.
More than ten years...
"Wan'er..." Yang Ning murmured softly.
"You..." The man killed the man with a sword. Suddenly he heard someone calling him. He couldn't see his face clearly, but Shangguan Wan'er felt friendly.
Suddenly, at a moment when Yang Pi didn't know what to do, a palm print was found in the dark night.
It was actually the fatal blow from the man just now.
The appearance of the seal was actually a step ahead.
"Be careful!" Although Shangguan Wan'er was already very fast and blocked eight points of the palm print's power, she still had two points of palm power, heading towards Yang Ning and Yang Pi one after another.
boom!
boom!
Yang Ning and Yang Pi felt their energy and blood surge, as if they were so close to hell at that moment.
"Wan'er, don't resist." The moment before Yang Ning fell into coma, two rays of spiritual power enveloped Yang Pi and Shangguan Wan'er and poured into the Qingming Ring.
Shangguan Wan'er didn't know why she should believe the words of a stranger, but she didn't resist at this moment and allowed her mental power to fall on her.
Then the three of them entered the Qingming Ring together.
Three days later.
Yang Ning finally woke up.
Still in the Qingming Ring.
Because of Huan Ling's help, Yang Ning woke up first.
On the other hand, Shangguan Wan'er, for the past three days, has been constantly looking at the surrounding environment, and occasionally came to see Yang Ning and Yang Zhen. Although Shangguan Wan'er didn't know why she believed these two young people, especially Yang Ning, Shangguan Wan'er Wan'er felt a strange sense of familiarity.
Yang Ning woke up, her mind was groggy, but she was very excited inside.
Because, he remembered that he had already met Shangguan Wan'er and his thoughts about his past and present lives.
The ties between past and present lives...
"Wan'er, Wan'er..." Yang Ning saw a figure standing quietly as far as the eye could see, with a gauze covering his face and only one eye exposed, but Yang Ning was already sure that it was Shangguan Wan'er.
"Wan'er..." Yang Ning was very weak, but still wanted to stand up and stand side by side with her.
"Who are you?" Shangguan Wan'er's voice was trembling because she was very sure that she didn't know him, but she still felt familiar.
"It's me, Yang Ning."
Yang Ning said.
Huan Ling didn't know, so he stared at Yang Ning and then at Shangguan Wan'er. He suddenly remembered something Yang Ning had said about the past. He looked at Shangguan Wan'er and asked, "Are you Sister Wan'er?"
Shangguan Wan'er didn't know how to answer, because she could tell in the past few days that the relationship between Huan Ling and this man was definitely extraordinary.
"Who are you?" Shangguan Wan'er didn't know what this feeling was, but she knew very well that this person was definitely not the Yang Ning she knew.
Yang Ning also knew that his face had changed, and suddenly Yang Ning thought of Tianque Sword.
"Wan'er, look..."
Yang Ning said, summoning the Tianque Sword.
"You..." Shangguan Wan'er stared at Tianque Sword, "Are you Ning?"
"It's me." Yang Ning nodded.
"But you..." Shangguan Wan'er will never forget that Yang Ning has been dead for more than ten years, how could Yang Ning appear and completely change his appearance.
"I am Yang Ning, the former Ning Zun, the master of Jingxin Valley."
"That peach blossom..." Yang Ning recalled that this was the promise she had made to Shangguan Wan'er, but when the peach blossoms were there, Yang Ning was no longer the same Yang Ning.
"You..." Shangguan Wan'er stared at Yang Ning and couldn't believe it, because she remembered that her brother said that Yang Ning's soul had disappeared, so how could he be resurrected.
"It saved me." Yang Ning pointed at the Tianque Sword.
