"When did it happen?" Ning Cheng had some doubts that Liang Kexin might have been implicated by him.
"More than three months ago, Kexin and I were still outside. We just received the news that the Luo Hong Jianzong was attacked. Someone stopped us and took Kexin away, and it was said that she was going to look at Mirage Island." Han Rui's tone was full of worry.
Ning Cheng can now be sure that Wang Mirage Island has something to do with Liang Kexin when he took it away, otherwise it would not be possible to leave Yuhanrui. Leaving Jihanrui should know that he has a good relationship with Liang Kexin and Jihanrui. I took one away, and kept one to deliver a letter to myself.
He had been missing for so long that Wang Mirage Island thought of looking for him. It should be when he passed by Wang Mirage Island that people recognized him. However, Ning Cheng also believed that when Wang Mirage Island captured Liang Kexin, he hadn't exerted his power in Luohong Sword Sect, otherwise Wang Mirage Island would not be able to act so unscrupulously.
"Let's go, let's go to Doushengmen, that Rong Jin might be a little anxious waiting." Ning Cheng stood up.
"Brother, Junior Sister Na Kexin..." Ji Hanrui asked worriedly.
Ning Cheng sneered, "Since Wang Mirage Island has invited me over so kindly, how can I disappoint them? After the things here are over, I will go to Wang Mirage Island."
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When Ning Cheng and Ji Hanrui came to Doushengmen, the place was already full of monks. Doushengmen is actually a challenge platform. Unlike other challenge platforms, this challenge platform has only one entrance. This entrance is like a door, which is called Doushengmen.
"Sect Master Ning is here..."
As soon as Ning Cheng arrived here, there was a discussion around him.
Seeing Rong Jin who was already standing on the ring, Ning Cheng knew. This guy has been here for a while.
"I thought Ning Zong was mainly making excuses. I didn't expect to have a bit of courage. It seems that it is barely worth my shot." Ning Cheng had just arrived here, and Rong Jin, who was standing in the ring, sneered.
His voice is not loud, but his voice can be clearly heard throughout Tiandao Square.
Ning Cheng didn't talk nonsense with Rong Jin this time. He didn't take Rong Jin into his eyes when he was in the early days of the sea. It is now in the mid-season stage, how can one be afraid of a Rong Jin.
"Sect Master Ning's progress is really fast. Three months ago, I heard that only the third floor of the sea was opened. I didn't expect that three months later it would be the middle stage of the sea." A faint voice came. Ning Cheng turned around and saw the long-bearded monk.
It should be suspected by the other party. Ning Cheng glanced at the long-bearded monk and said casually, "No matter who you are, don't affect my mood. Otherwise, after I kill Rong Jin, the next one is to challenge you."
"Huh..." The long-bearded monk snorted coldly, and did not continue to pay attention to Ningcheng. Ning Cheng wanted to challenge Rong Jin. He didn't know until he returned from Gai Lingshan. This made him very helpless, and even if Ning Cheng was more powerful, he faced Rong Jin. There is no half life. Rong Jin killed Ning Cheng, and everything belonged to Rong Jin. He has been busy for many days, and it is destined to be nothing.
What puzzled Ning Cheng was that he had not seen Wu Mao, the master of the formation.
Ning Cheng didn't think much about it, he had already flew onto the battlefield. As Ning Cheng fell on the ring, the entrance to the Doushengmen ring was immediately closed by the formation.
At this time, people outside could see the battle between Ning Cheng and Rong Jin, but they could no longer intervene. As long as the Doushengmen arena is closed, it means that only one person can get off the Doushengmen arena.
As soon as Ning Cheng entered the ring, the sarcasm on Rong Jin's face disappeared in an instant. As soon as he stretched out his hand, a silver long sword was suspended in his hand, but it was not grasped.
"I use a sword, and this sword is called Buried Soul." Rong Jin's voice fell, and the silver long sword in his hand had disappeared.
At the moment when the silver long sword disappeared, Ning Cheng felt as if he had left the ring and was in a place that did not belong to him. This was not the space stagnation brought by the true essence, which made Ning Cheng feel that he had lost any place to live. At this moment, Ning Cheng didn't know how to block this terrible feeling. It seems that he flashed in any direction, any position, and he was still in this state of man-made knives and me as a fish. This world has been controlled by Rong Jin.
A breath of death enveloped him, and Ning Cheng was shocked. He hurriedly sacrificed the Nirvana Spear, which turned into a cloud of ice spear lights.
"Ka Ka..." There was a continuous sound of Zhen Yuan hitting, but Ning Cheng's heart sank, and his Nirvana Spear did little.
"Puff..." A bloody light splashed, and Ning Cheng's chest felt cold.
It wasn't until Rong Jin's silver sword struck Ning Cheng's flesh and blood that he injured his breastbone. The "boom" alarm sounded, and this time Ning Cheng really found the traces of Rong Jin's buried soul sword.
Ning Cheng flew out, and the blood on his body was scattered all over the place, and he flew several tens of feet away, before hitting the restraint of the ring and falling down.
The space around me suddenly disappeared, and the feeling that I was a fish in someone else's territory also disappeared at this moment.
Ning Cheng took a deep breath. He knew that this was definitely not because his cultivation was inferior to Rong Jin, but because he had never seen such a strange way of fighting.
"Huh..." Rong Jin's face was calm, and he did not continue to chase Ning Cheng. In his eyes, Ning Cheng would already be a dead person as long as he stepped onto the ring.
"It's no wonder that you have accepted my challenge. It turns out that you have reached the fifth-level king body in Roland Star. But even if you do, you have to die." Rong Jin stepped forward as he spoke, and the silver soul buried sword in his hand disappeared again.
His sword could have directly divided Ning Cheng into two parts, but unfortunately, because Ning Cheng was a high-level body refiner, he lost an opportunity.
Before Ning Cheng could catch his breath, the space around him became stagnant again, and he felt like he was in a place that did not belong to him.
Not only did he feel that way this time, he also felt that the surrounding space began to collapse with this stagnation.
Supernatural powers? Ning Cheng thought of his Divine Fire Ability for the first time. The Divine Fire Ability also used the galaxy to cause the surrounding space to collapse, but that was a false collapse.
Rong Jin is just a Huading monk, he is absolutely unable to master magical powers. Ning Cheng wanted to understand this in an instant, and his consciousness was crazily compressed within three meters of the surrounding area. Just breathing, Ning Cheng figured out the reason. It is not that Rong Jin's cultivation base can suppress his inability to move, but that the opponent has a magical skill similar to his supernatural powers, which can cause him a false feeling.
This magic technique prevented him from catching any traces of flaws. It was only when Rong Jin's Soul Burying Sword pierced his body that there was a trace of it.
After understanding the reason, Ning Cheng shot it out without hesitation. There is no trace because he does not have powerful methods. Once his methods are so powerful that the opponent is scrupulous, the opponent's magic skills will definitely reveal a trace. As long as there is a trace, his Thirty-Six Taixu True Magic Axe can trap the opponent.
The surrounding space was still stagnant, even Ning Cheng's Nirvana Spear slowed down in this space, and the trajectory of that mysterious spear intent was also hindered.
Even if the trajectory of Ning Cheng's spear intent was hindered and slowed down, the traces of Ning Cheng's spear could not be completely erased by Rong Jin.
The traces of the buried soul sword were finally revealed, and the space around Ningcheng finally had a trace of air circulating. When Ning Cheng felt a breath of air in it belonged to him, he also felt the soul-buried sword without a trace.
The Soul Burying Sword had reached his waist and even cut his clothes.
"Puff..." There was another splash of blood, but this time Ning Cheng suffered less injury than last time. While burying the soul sword to cut him in the middle, he turned around, and at the same time found Rong Jin's support.
This magic skill of Rong Jin can control the surroundings for him, giving himself an illusion, in this illusion, the other party can kill him at any time.
Ning Cheng escaped twice in a row. Rong Jin frowned. He also found that Ning Cheng's spear was gone. The trajectory of the gun had been under his control before, but the powerful gun intent at this time made him completely unable to catch it.
Rong Jin's face changed drastically, and the Soul Burying Sword turned into silver awns, which almost filled the ring. The monks watching under the ring can only see the silver light one after another.
In a corner far away from Tiandao Square, a man in green shirt saw the scene on the ring and said in amazement, "Could it be that Rong Jin has spied a bit of territory?"
"He is not a domain, but a sword skill that simulates the domain. This sword skill is terrible. With Rong Jin's cultivation base, he still cannot see the domain, not to mention him, even the entire Yixing Continent is not. I know who can snoop on this kind of thing." An old man in black next to him shook his head and said.
"Brother Mu, this Ning Cheng can block such a terrifying sword skill, and he is still a body refiner. If he doesn't fall in this competition, no one will be able to compare it in the future." The man in the green shirt stared at Ning Cheng with a sharp glow in his eyes. .
The black-clothed old man said solemnly, "Brother Xiao may have missed this time. I am sure that Rong Jin has lost this time. Rong Jin has lost his best chance to kill Ning Cheng. Right now he can only wait to be killed by Ning Cheng. Fall. Ning Cheng has adapted to this kind of simulation domain sword skills, and it will be a great help for him in the future."
The man in the green shirt sighed, "Brother Mu was right. Ningcheng’s terrifying spear intent made me frightened even if I was so far away. I was thinking, if Ningcheng was promoted to Huading, I would still Not his opponent?"
The green shirt man and the black-clothed old man felt frightened when he saw Ning Cheng's gunshot at such a distance, but the ordinary monks who really watched in front of the ring did not feel frightened at all.
The disciples of the Yin-Yang Dao Sect and some gloating monks were full of joy. Ning Cheng was wounded with blood twice in a row, and it seemed that he was not light. In their eyes, all the rings on the ring were the shadows of Rong Jin's Buried Soul Sword, and there was no chance for Ning Cheng to survive.
Rong Jin's heart was cold, even if the entire ring was covered with his silver sword light, he still couldn't stop the fear in his heart. The entire ring in the eyes of others is silver sword light, and in his eyes there is only the gun intent that no amount of silver sword light can block.
... ... (To be continued..)