Yang Ning was unable to get off the tiger and had no choice but to go out, but he was thinking in his heart. Since Bai Yuhe said that he could not win within ten moves, if Daguangming Temple won, that is to say, as long as he could survive ten moves, he would defeat Bai Yuhe. .
Bai Yuhe was very good at swordsmanship, so of course Yang Ning would not actually compete with him head-on, but if he could dodge Bai Yuhe's ten moves with his carefree footwork, he might not have a chance.
Yang Ning has already realized the mystery of Xiaoyao Xing, and he is becoming increasingly proficient in this set of footwork.
Although he was quite hopeful that he could survive the ten moves, Yang Ning was not completely sure. He thought that if he could survive, he would survive, but if he couldn't survive, that would be it. He would wait until the end of the deal. Seeing that the white feather crane became polite, he shouldn't. As for being cruel to oneself, no one has come forward in this third formation anyway. Whether one is good or bad, it is regarded as doing good deeds.
However, they saw that Bai Yuhe had slowly drawn out the long sword, and the people nearby immediately felt a chilling air blowing towards their faces. The sword body was glowing with a layer of faint light under the lights of Guangming Palace. The god's color was a bit dark, but although Yang Ning was several steps away, he could clearly feel the sharpness of the sword.
"Wait a minute!" Yang Ning suddenly raised his hand.
Bai Yuhe frowned slightly, Yang Ning raised his hand and turned it over, loudly saying: "Sword competition, I don't even have a stick in my hand, you want me to fight with bare hands?"
Jing Neng changed his previous attitude towards Yang Ning's nose, nose and face. He stood up and said, "Don't worry, I'll send someone to get the sword right now." Just as he was about to ask someone to get the sword, Yang Ning rolled his eyes. Said: "The sword of the White Swordsman is a good sword at first glance. I asked Master Jingneng, can you find a good sword? Don't make do with scrap metal. Life and death are at stake and cannot be played with."
Jing Neng frowned slightly and said in a deep voice: "Zhen Xing, go...!"
"Master Jing Neng, in my opinion, you should go and get it yourself." Yang Ning didn't like Jing Neng at all. In fact, he didn't understand why the old monk's attitude suddenly changed, but since he had the opportunity, he was not polite: "I can't trust other people's eyesight."
Jing Neng's face darkened. He was the head of the torture hall of Daguangming Temple. All the monks below Jingzi in the temple were in awe of him. Even his fellow disciples, not many of them dared to point fingers at him. At this moment, Yang Ning actually ordered him to get the sword in public. He was very angry and was about to explode. Yang Ning had already shouted: "What's wrong? The white swordsman is a distinguished guest from afar. We can't keep him waiting." "He smiled warmly at Bai Yuhe, turned to Jingneng and frowned: "Master Jingneng, do you still want me to compete with you in the sword competition? If not, I will leave now."
Jingkong turned to look at Jingneng and said, "Junior brother Jingneng, just go there!"
Jing Neng was holding back his anger, thinking that he would let you run wild here first, and after the sword fight, we would slowly settle the score, get up, and leave quickly.
Chi Danmei is so smart. She understands what she sees. She smiles and says: "Little master, are you pretending to be a public servant for personal gain?"
"Stop talking." Yang Ning rolled his eyes at Chi Danmei, "Didn't you see that Swordsman Bai and I are brewing? Do you think fighting with swords is as easy as tearing your clothes off? Swordsmen need artistic conception. At this moment, the sword is a sword, and people They are human beings, but if we really want to compare them, then the human being is the sword, the sword is the human being, and the human sword is one... You don’t even understand, White Swordsman, don’t you think so?”
Bai Yuhe was startled, and then he couldn't help but nodded and said: "The combination of man and sword is indeed a hit. The prince's attainments in swordsmanship are indeed extraordinary."
He had already called Yang Ning "Prince" at this time, which was of course respectful.
"Don't get me wrong." Yang Ning said hurriedly: "I was just talking casually."
Bai Yuhe just nodded slightly and didn't say much.
Unexpectedly, Chi Danmei was choked by Yang Ning. She smiled charmingly and said: "Little master, we don't know who will win in the sword fight, but who will be stronger in the competition today, you will definitely be invincible."
"Thank you, thank you." Yang Ning chuckled, "I asked you to find some clothes to put on first. This is a temple, not... not that kind of place. How do you look good with your bare shoulders?" He clasped his hands together and shouted. He shouted "Amitabha", but his eyes couldn't help but glance over Chi Danmei's towering chest.
Chi Danmei rolled her eyes at Yang Ning and ignored him.
Not waiting for too long, Jing Neng had returned to the main hall, holding a long sword in his hand, walked up to Yang Ning, handed the sword over, and said: "This is the Pilu Sword treasured in the Daguangming Temple, you can Use this sword!"
Bai Yuhe raised his eyebrows slightly, stared at the sword that Yang Ning took, and said, "Is this the Pilu Sword, one of the top ten famous swords?"
"Oh, have you heard of this sword?" Yang Ning asked with a smile: "It turns out that this is one of the top ten famous swords." Pulling out the sword, he saw that the sword was bright and shining, and the light shone brightly. I thought this was indeed a good sword, and it seemed that I was quite particular about its ability. Not fooling around with scraps of scrap metal.
"Bai has long heard that there is Pilu Sword, one of the ten famous swords, in the Daguangming Temple. Today I can see its true form. It is indeed a good sword." Bai Yuhe said with excitement in his eyes: " Pilu Sword is ranked fourth among the top ten famous swords, and it is indeed well-deserved.”
Yang Ning glanced at Jing Neng and saw that he had turned around and left. He thought to himself that this was strange. He was only allowed to go out to make up the numbers. Knowing that there was no hope, there seemed to be no need for Daguangming Temple to take the famous sword collected in the temple. Come out
"White Swordsman, am I taking advantage of you by doing this?" Yang Ning looked at Bai Yuhe's sword. The blade of the sword was black. Although it was cold, it didn't look very eye-catching.
There was a hint of pride in Bai Yuhe's eyes, and he shook his head and said: "That's not true. The sword in Bai's hand is the Wu Yao Sword, ranking third!"
Holy shit!
Yang Ning suppressed the urge to curse, but now it was better. His swordsmanship was already good, and he finally got a Pilu sword, which ranked fourth among the top ten famous swords. He originally thought he could make a fuss about it, but who knew that the White Feather Crane Hand The Wu Yao Sword in his hand actually ranked third, higher than the Pilu Sword in his hand.
The eyes of the monks in the hall were all fixed on Yang Ning and Bai Yuhe. Even Chi Danmei and the four men in linen clothes also stepped aside and did not look away.
Originally, many people were very uneasy in the last period. It was related to the safety of Jingxin Pavilion, and many people were very nervous. Who knew that after Yang Ning went into battle, he was chattering for a long time, and he has not done anything yet. The impatient one was already a little impatient, but right now. It was Yang Ning who said this for a long time, and the atmosphere in the hall was not as oppressive as before.
The little monk Zhenming kept his eyes on Yang Ning. He never thought that Yang Ning would be kicked out and be forced to compete with Bai Yuhe in a sword fight. He was quite worried. He had tried Yang Ning's martial arts before. It's really not that good. It's almost impossible to defeat Bai Yuhe.
"Please enlighten me!" Bai Yuhe stopped being verbose. He held the Wu Yao Sword horizontally in his right hand and flicked his left hand. The scabbard was thrown in front of a man in linen. The man in linen stretched out his hands to catch it and held it carefully.
Yang Ning also threw the Pilu Sword scabbard back, but the little monk Zhenming was smart enough to step forward and catch it.
Bai Yuhe stretched out his left index finger and lightly slid it along the blade of Wu Yao Sword. He was so gentle that he seemed to be caressing his lover's skin. When his finger slid to the edge of the sword, his fingertips suddenly touched the edge of the sword lightly. , the long sword tilted forward, the sword body tilted slightly downward, pointing towards Yang Ning's abdomen.
Yang Ning saw Bai Yuhe's solemn face, without any sign of contempt, and he seemed to really regard himself as a worthy opponent.
He took a deep breath, held the Vairocana Sword in his hand, and suddenly stepped out with his body, moving forward to the left. This was the beginning of Xiaoyao Xing. Others could not see it. They just thought that Yang Ning was the first to take action. Some people in the hall suddenly He was in awe, secretly thinking that Yang Ning was a good man for standing up even though he knew he was outmatched.
Bai Yuhe saw Yang Ning's figure flashing and thought that Yang Ning had taken action.
Although he and Yang Ning agreed to a limit of ten moves, for some reason, he was quite wary of Yang Ning, but he could solve it with one move, so naturally he didn't want to use a second move.
Now that the opponent had taken action, Bai Yuhe's figure also moved. The tip of his sword was originally pointing down, but at this moment, he raised it lightly and stabbed Yang Ning.
A sword thrust out, only to find that although Yang Ning moved, he did not draw out the sword.
He was immersed in the way of swordsmanship and had a great understanding. Once he made a move, he would be completely immersed in it. If it were any other person in Daguangming Temple, Bai Yuhe would not draw his sword easily if the other party did not draw his sword first, but he was very fond of Yang Ning. There was something different. Although Yang Ning only moved his body, Bai Yuhe still thrust out his sword.
Yang Ning moved, and after taking only two steps, he felt a cold air approaching him.
He thought to himself that the White Feather Crane's attack was really fast, so he didn't think much about it at this time, and focused on following the ghostly movements of Xiaoyao Xing.
Bai Yuhe thrust out his sword, and it was about to hit Yang Ning, but it was just too far away, but Yang Ning still showed no sign of using the sword. It seemed that he was going to withstand his sword without any resistance. He was a little surprised, and his hand He couldn't help but pause for a moment, but at this moment, he found that Yang Ning's figure suddenly disappeared like a ghost.
Without hesitation, he pulled the long sword diagonally and struck again at the figure in the corner of his eye.
Yang Ning's steps were light and erratic, and she dodged Bai Yuhe's first sword. Chi Danmei saw it, with a look of surprise in her charming eyes.
Bai Yuhe missed his sword, and stabbed out three times in a row. Only a few of the monks present were good at swordsmanship. They could only see Bai Yuhe's body was light and nimble, and his sword was like lightning, but not many people could see that he was stabbing three times in a row. The sword is unpredictable, and it is really top-notch swordsmanship. If the opponent is a famous swordsman in the world, he may not be able to avoid these three consecutive swords, but today his opponent is Yang Ning, and Yang Ning just uses Out of the unpredictable and unpredictable Xiaoyao walking, he managed to escape Bai Yuhe's three swords unexpectedly.
Walking carelessly seems to be scattered and unorganized, but there are rules to follow. Yang Ning is just following this set of steps now, and has not entered the stage of being unpredictable as he pleases. But even so, With this set of weird and mysterious footwork, Bai Yuhe really couldn't find any tricks. After four moves, he didn't even touch a piece of Yang Ning's clothes.