"Academy?" Ning Qingcheng said lightly, then lowered his head and smiled.
"Senior Sister, be careful!" Su Baiyi shouted.
Nangong Xier had already leaped up when Su Baiyi spoke, holding her sword and retreating three feet away. The place where she was originally standing had been punched into a deep pit by Ning Qingcheng. Ning Qingcheng retracted his fist and said expressionlessly: "What I hate to hear the most is the word academy."
Nangong Xier broke out in a cold sweat. She had used her fastest speed to dodge the sword just now, but she was still almost too slow. Ning Qingcheng looked calm, as if the punch was just a casual throw. Is this the strength of the man who once ranked first on the Tianwu Ranking
"You go first." Nangong Xier said in a deep voice.
Su Baiyi shook her head and said, "Stop joking, Senior Sister. You know it's impossible."
"Then what do you want? This person is different from your previous opponents." Nangong Xier tightly grasped the Lover's Sword.
Su Baiyi swung his sword and landed beside Nangong Xier: "Of course, it's still a combination of two swords."
"Just you?" Ning Qingcheng waved his sleeves lightly and knocked Su Baiyi, who had just landed, out.
Su Baiyi swung his sword, spun in the air, and landed in a corner. He covered his chest and smiled with all his strength: "It's really amazing."
Ning Qingcheng looked down at his right hand and frowned, "How is that possible?"
Chance!
Nangong Xier frowned, and instantly swung the Lover Sword in her hand. She had no choice but to use the strongest move of the Passing Water Sword Intent - Tide Rising. The sword was pressed to Ning Qingcheng's forehead, and the sword energy was vast, layer after layer, beating down like a tide.
Ning Qingcheng stretched out two fingers and directly clamped the Liangren Sword.
No matter how powerful your sword energy is.
It can't even fit between my two fingers.
"I've seen this sword move before." Ning Qingcheng said lightly.
Nangong Xier shouted angrily, her purple robe fluttering, and the sword energy that was suppressed by Ning Qingcheng's two fingers rose again!
Ning Qingcheng's eyes showed a bit of surprise: "Oh? He was able to break through at this moment? It would be a pity to kill such a young person who has reached the state of no return."
"Go to hell!" Nangong Xier raised her two swords suddenly, broke free from Ning Qingcheng's fingers, then jumped high and slashed down again!
Ning Qingcheng's sleeves were shattered by the sword, but his expression remained unchanged. After taking a step back, he leaped forward again and grabbed Nangong Xier's throat: "It's a pity that the strong man in the eyes of the world has lost his martial arts skills and can't last more than three moves from me. Su Baiyi, you..."
Before Ning Qingcheng could finish his words, a fist had already hit him in the face, knocking him flying.
"Let my senior sister go." Su Baiyi said viciously.
Ning Qingcheng turned over and landed ten steps away. He raised his head and looked carefully at Su Baiyi in front of him.
At this moment, Su Baiyi's pupils were red, and his whole body was full of chaotic energy as he walked, as if he had gone astray. But if you look closely, there was still a clear consciousness in his pupils. Nangong Xier said in surprise: "You..."
"Senior Sister." Su Baiyi looked up and said, "Let's not waste any more time talking nonsense, let's kill this guy together." Su Baiyi at this moment was different from the Su Baiyi in the past. He no longer had the scholarly air of usual, and both his tone and behavior were more arrogant and a bit more evil. However, he was also completely different from the completely irrational look he had shown after entering the dream before, and was able to talk normally with Nangong Xier.
Ning Qingcheng's pupils shrank slightly: "It seems that I underestimated you. I didn't expect you to have a backup plan."
"You are too anxious. I didn't expect that the Grand Palace Master of Shanglin Tian Palace would be fooled so easily. He didn't even think that he hadn't finished learning the immortal book." Su Baiyi grinned, "I grew up in a small village with my master since I was a child. I know the tricks of the market better than anyone else. Although Palace Master Ning is the number one in the martial arts world, his methods are no different from those of the common people who go back on their words."
Ning Qingcheng forced himself to suppress his anger. After he finished practicing, he indeed felt that his tendons and veins had been completely repaired. But after fighting with Nangong Xier for a few rounds, he found that there was a dull pain in his tendons and veins from time to time, and the strength he had just recovered was slowly dissipating.
"Let's negotiate the terms." Ning Qingcheng said slowly.
"I'll negotiate your uncle's terms!" Su Baiyi leaped up and swung the sword in his hand, using a knife style, slashing straight at Ning Qingcheng. Ning Qingcheng wanted to imitate the way he clamped the sword with two fingers to block the knife, but when he closed his two fingers, he was directly shaken away by the knife, and he hurriedly retreated.
Su Baiyi's figure was swift, his true energy was domineering and fierce, but the sword technique in his hand was exquisite. It was the "Immortal Book·Sword Technique Volume" that he learned from the sect master Feng Yuhan in Tianxiao Cloud Realm that day. That day, his internal energy was someone else's, and his consciousness was clear. When he used this sword technique, he was able to defeat the deputy master of Tianshu Hall. Now that he has put his body into a dream state, he used this sword technique again, and it was several times more powerful than that day.
"Rise." Ning Qingcheng clasped his hands together and shouted in a low voice. An inky black sword hanging on the wall in the distance fell into his hands. He raised the sword and a black sword energy directly knocked Su Baiyi away.
"Mo Jian Wu Chen!" Nangong Xier recognized this world-famous sword.
"It is clear that the sword is like its owner, and those who are close to ink will become black!" Su Baiyi flipped in the air and chopped down again.
Ning Qingcheng raised his sword to block, and then swung out a black sword energy, but this sword energy was one when he raised the sword, and it was divided into three when he came out of the sword. When it reached Su Baiyi, there were more than ten sword energies. An ordinary person would retreat when seeing such a fierce and strange sword energy, but Su Baiyi was not afraid at all. He danced wildly with the Junyu Sword in his hand, and completely destroyed the sword energy. Moreover, he became more and more excited as the battle went on, and finally he returned a sword to Ning Qingcheng.
It is also a sword that starts with one, then two, three, and three times in an endless cycle!
Ning Qingcheng was stunned, and swung his sword to sweep away the sword energy: "How come you also know the Qichen Sword Technique?"
"I don't know how I can do it, but I just can do it." Su Baiyi said loudly, changing from sword style to knife style, leaping behind Ning Qingcheng and striking him down with one strike.
Nangong Xier also moved immediately, using the Chao Sheng sword again and attacking Ning Qingcheng head-on.
"It seems that I have been underestimated. Do you really think that you can kill me with just the combined strength of your two swords?" Ning Qingcheng sneered, and the Wuchen Sword in his hand gently drew a sword flower.
Nangong Xier and Su Baiyi both stopped.
At the same time, they felt a sword attacking them from behind, but when they turned around, there was no one there.
Then Ning Qingcheng swung out another sword flower.
The two of them felt countless swords attacking them from all directions, from the sky to the ground!