In a scene that shocked everyone, the sword pressure was endlessly turbulent, rolling up a hundred zhang mad waves, and King Xuanyang and others, who bore the brunt, suddenly felt their breath stagnate and took a few steps back.
Airan's face was moved, her eyes narrowed slightly, the hosta in her hair shattered, and the blue silk scattered, hunting and flying in the sword wind.
She seems to have provoked an incredible powerhouse, but that's what makes it interesting.
The next moment, the Buddha girl moved and stepped forward in an instant, with her delicate hands shaking the sky, the holy breath circulated around her body, the dazzling sun wheel gathered behind her, the rays of light were universal, and she helped the king of Ming to hold his power.
Ning Chen crossed his sword, motionless like a mountain, his two moves collided, the powerful aftermath spread endlessly, the world was robbed, collapsed and fell.
"Sword Pose, Breaking the Air"
The reappearance of the Sword of Breaking the Sky is completely different from the previous one. After the sword's edge passed, the voids suddenly split open and spread rapidly, reaching thousands of feet away.
Ai Ran took over the sword, the breath all over her body was surging, the corners of her mouth were red, and she retreated three steps.
King Xuanyang saw this, he stepped forward, and fell down with a sword, sinking the mountains into the sea.
"back off"
The King of Hell opens the front, the purple light shines on the world, and Ning Chen swings his sword.
With a loud bang, the heavy fronts clashed, the ground sank three feet, the dust rose a hundred feet, King Xuanyang flew out, his arms were unbearable, blood dripped down, and the sword was dyed red.
Xuanyang retreated, and the lancet came at a very fast speed. The light of the knife was as fast as a gust of wind.
There was no change in Ning Chen's eyes, the red light disappeared, and he shifted several times in an instant, fighting with extreme speed against extreme speed.
The figure that slammed into the air, the blood spilled on the ground, and the shocking battle situation made people unable to help but gradually raise fear.
"Flowing Wind"
Seeing that the fellow practitioner was severely injured, the man in Tsing Yi's expression sank, and the famous front waved, condensing the frost, and the whole body's true essence converged in one sword, one style, and he had to pay attention.
The sword that broke through the sky went straight to Zhiming's body, but see, the purple magic soldier opened the nine heavens, and in a flash, the sword broke and the frost dissipated.
"Uh"
The gushing blood, dyed the world red, fogged three feet of vision, the unbelievable ending, shocked the hearts of those who were unwilling, and the person in front of him was so powerful that no one could see the possibility of winning.
Xuanyang, the peaceful wind and rain will come together again, three swords, one advancing, two defending one, and fighting together to know fate.
"A senseless fight is really disgusting, are all your swords made for this?"
A cold look flashed in Ning Chen's eyes, the sword of the God of Hell in his hand turned, and he held the sword in his backhand, spinning the sword to open the sky, and the sword smashed the three fronts.
There was a violent shock, and the endless sword intent came out, but after hearing three muffled groans, all three of them flew out backwards and smashed onto the ground.
The invincible opponent is far beyond the limit that the younger generation can achieve. In the distance, one by one, watching the battle of Tianjiao, looks horrified, I don't know why, is there really such a terrifying genius in the world
However, who knows that the word "genius" that everyone admires has never belonged to knowing one's fate, one's life is retrograde, one does not know one's fate, one can only hold the sword in his hand tightly and move forward step by step with no regrets and no complaints. For more than ten years, he has come all the way from the young man who has no power to tie the chicken, to the opponent who knows his fate, from Fan Lingyue, the most wise man in the world, to the human Buddha, to the invincible Wujun, and then to the four poles. The calamity, the eternal night of summer, and even the chaos of the gods
In the world, who has ever had any mercy because of the words of the younger generation. The splendid world of the Four Regions has given the young generation of geniuses time to grow up, but no one knows that in the distant land of Shenzhou, Zhiming, Mu Qianshang, Xia Ziyi and others, from the very beginning, it is difficult from life and death go through, all kinds of suffering, all kinds of
Difficult, do not regret, do not give up.
In the presence, only Nan Mingli, who had grown up through countless battles, Bei Gongyu and the two saw the true strength of the young man in red in front of him. This is a killing sword, not a martial sword.
Quick, accurate, concentrated, one move and one style, there is no superfluous, and because of this, there is no flaw. If you want to defeat him, there is only one way, faster and stronger than him. It will undoubtedly fail faster.
Nan Mingming, Bei Gongyu knew very well that the five kings of Xuanyang couldn't have a half-point chance of winning. It might have been in the past, but since Ning Chen held the sword and regained the heart of the sword, it was no longer possible.
"Nan Ming, is it possible for us to join forces to block his move?" Bei Gongyu looked at the figure in red in front and said.
"It's very difficult, his speed is too fast, unless you and I step into the three disasters and suppress some of his speed with the cultivation base, there is a possibility of a battle," Nan Ming said calmly.
"After the three disasters over there, let's fight again"
The fighting intent in Bei Gongyu's eyes was hard to hide. In his life, such an opponent would be impossible to meet. If he couldn't fight for real, it would be a pity.
In front of the entrance of the twenty-fourth floor, one person held a sword and was independent. In front, five people were defeated, blood stained with red dust and sand, broken swords and remnants of soldiers, stuck on the ground, lost their brilliance.
The rapidly changing battle situation made people unable to even regain their senses. Since the red clothes held the sword, the five top talents in the world no longer had any power to fight back, and they were completely defeated.
Just when everyone thought the battle was over, outside the battle, the silent King Aizen moved again, afterimages passed by, one person stepped forward, and no longer joined forces with anyone.
The slender hands were crystal clear, stirring up the situation in the world, forcibly pressing it down, Ning Chen calmed down, and with a sword in both hands, with a bang, he blocked the palm that reversed the situation.
The aftermath of terror destroyed everything around in an instant. The strongest Buddhist woman in Foshan for thousands of years, with the body of a female Xiangming king, the Buddha wheel behind her shone on the heaven and the earth, and the blue silk danced wildly, like a Buddha, and more like a devil.
"Young Master, your name" looked at each other without any kindness or resentment, let alone hatred or hatred. Airan's mouth curved into a smile and said softly.
"Ning Chen," Ning Chen said calmly.
"Airan remembered, please remember my son, my name is Airan, King Ming Airan"
Ai Ran whispered, and immediately the whole body's true essence rose endlessly, the brilliance of the Buddha wheel turned from gold to red, the King Ming was enchanted, and his eyes showed a tinge of blood red.
The Buddha and the devil are the same body, the most extreme opposition. Today, they are in one body. The biggest variable in Foshan is a display of terror. The bloody eyes open and close.
Mo Yuan was added, and the figure of Ai Ran disappeared instantly. One step forward, the slender five fingers were like the sharpest magic weapon, and the fate was endless.
Ning Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he swung his sword to block it. For a split second, the sound of golden stone sounded, a sharp light flashed across, and a touch of black hair fell quietly.
Knowing that if you didn't realize your fate, the sword's edge turned and slashed out.
Boom, there was another violent tremor, the two strong players fought each other, one move was faster than the other, and the other was stronger than the other. Before the entrance, the sword and the five fingers were constantly clashing, the aftermath scattered, the heaven and the earth shook, and the ghosts were miserable.
In the distance, Qi Yanxia watched the battle quietly, with a familiar and beautiful face, without the slightest disturbance, the Queen of Tianshu, who is not afraid of anyone in her life.
The aftermath of the battle on the top spread rapidly, and the Baichao Tianjiao who watched the battle retreated again and again, and the shock in their hearts exceeded the sum of the past ten years.
"The six dusts of evil, lust and emptiness"
Love dyed and pinched the seal, the surrounding magic energy swept through and swayed, distracting the gods, slender hands filled with light, fingerprints blocked the sword, slamming and shaking, the sword light and magic energy overflowed frantically.
The king of Ming transforms demons, the magic trick of Buddhism, the supreme magic power, driving people into madness, wielding the sword knowingly, one sword and one sword, never escaping or retreating, and smashing the magic trick.
The astonishing battle, beyond the boundaries, the 23rd layer of heaven and earth, constantly shaking, has the appearance of collapse.
Seeing this, Ning Chen frowned slightly, and did not want to fight for a long time, the sword edge blocked the magic move, and immediately retreated and jumped up.
"Sword"
"Nirvana"
The sword of nirvana reappeared in the world ten years later. The divine blade swiped, and the blood-red sword lights appeared in the sky, magnificent and unparalleled. The next moment, the sword intent surged out, shocking the nine days.
The collapsed heaven and earth spread endlessly, and large tracts of void shattered, destroying sword moves, passing vertically and horizontally.
With the Sword of Destruction in front of him, King Airan Ming's expression condensed, he didn't dare to be careless, his whole body was full of demon energy, and his strongest move came out against the sky.
"The Six Dusts of Demons, Brahma and Ghosts are Exterminated"
Mo Yan shook Nirvana, and after a brief silence, even the most terrifying raging waves roared out, overwhelming the mountains and the sea, instantly destroying the land of a hundred miles, the entire 23rd floor of the heaven and earth collapsed, and the sky fell to the ground, as if end.
The most extreme confrontation, in the boundless dust waves, Ming Wang dyed red, and lost half a move.
"ended"
Ning Chen's whole body was agitated with killing karma, his eyes were ruthless, and his sword was even more ruthless. When he used his sword, it was destined to fight today, and he would no longer be able to easily withdraw.
"Sword"
"Skyfall"
Knowing the fate of swinging the sword, the sword intent reappears, and before the move is made, the powerful sword pressure has swept down, making people feel the breath of death.
At this moment, Qi Yanxia, who had been quietly watching the battle, finally moved, the shadow passed by, and instantly flew into the air. The moment the sword fell, she raised her hand to pick up the sword.
The slamming sword intent scattered endlessly, and with a stab, on Qi Yanxia's left arm, the cloth and silk were torn open, and a trace of blood appeared silently.
"Mr. Ning, this world is already unbearable, how about this battle?" Qi Yanxia said calmly.
Although the familiar face in front of her was no longer the woman she once knew best, it still made the coldness in Ning Chen's eyes gradually dissipate. With a wave of his hand, the purple light disappeared, and the sword of the King of Hell disappeared.
"Thank you, son," Qi Yanxia thanked softly.
"Brother Ning, time is running out, let's go up together"
Bei Gongyu's figure flashed past, appeared above the sky, glanced at the world that was about to collapse completely, and said.
On the ground, Nan Ming also came forward with a sword, waiting for the three of them to walk together.
Not far away, the blood in King Airan Ming's eyes dissipated, the demonic signs disappeared, and he returned to King Ming's body. The half-assed defeat made the smile on the corner of his mouth even stronger. Perhaps, she really wanted to take a serious look at this young man. human value.
On the road to the realization, the Buddha and the devil are facing each other, and she must give up one of them, whether to give up the Buddha or the devil, she has not yet decided, or one day, she will need to use the sword in this person's hand to cut off the Buddha and the devil.
"Young Master Ning, please remember my name, maybe, in the near future, we will meet again"
In the voice, King Airan Ming crushed the Jingfeng Pearl in his hand, and then, the pink figure slowly faded away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Looking at the afterimage of the former disappearing, Ning Chen's eyes flashed a ray of light, "King Airan Ming, who the hell is this woman."