But Tang Ning had long noticed that Yang Ying's aura was wrong, and before the fight, she was extremely alert to every attack she had.

Regardless of whether those attacks fell smoothly on her in the end, she always kept her vigilance!

So before that force exploded from the dagger, she was ready to defend.

but……

However, Tang Ning looked at Yang Ying's eyes and wrote a shock!

Almost the same words are spoken from different people.

"Your power is not something that a normal Xuanmen disciple should have."

Tang Ning intercepted all the power that exploded from the dagger.

At the same time, she also clearly felt this power that it was 100% impossible for the disciples of Xuanmen to have.

Even if her Yang family disciples are different from others, they are specialized in self-cultivation.

But this does not mean that Yang Ying will have this power that the Xuanmen disciple cannot possess!

The smile on Tang Ning's lips made him feel more and more heart-shaking.

This secret of the Yang family seems to be more interesting than what I thought.

"Zheng!"

Tang Ning pressed down the scimitar in his hand, and forced Yang Ying back while using the force to leap back.

Stand firmly, fold your hand back, and stretch your back.

"Puchi!"

Hold the hilt of the sword and pull it out cleanly!

I really think the short sword is not her body, but a piece of meat that is inside.

No change.

Whether the dagger was stabbing or when it was pulled out, Tang Ning's expression was not fluctuating.

Not to mention sweating, even a slight fluctuation is not possible.

The blood-stained short sword was taken in front of Tang Ning, raised it toward the bright moon, as if to appreciate its beauty.

"it's beautiful."

It is undeniable that Yang Ying's double short sword is indeed a pair of rare sharp blades.

The dagger in front of him slowly moved downwards and finally stopped at Tang Ning's mouth.

The pink tongue stretched out and swept it gently, and the unique rust smell of blood instantly bloomed.

Seeing this scene, everyone shivered.

Especially the disciples of the Yang family, like someone lit acupoints, they were stiff and stood still, and they didn't dare to move.

They thought...

They thought that their young sect was already perverted enough. Now it seems that the descendants of the Tang family seem to be no less than that!

What will happen if two perverts fight?

have no idea.

No one knows what the consequences will be.

But they are sure that the consequences will definitely not be too good!

"then!"

Everyone thought Tang Ning would throw away the short sword he pulled away and prevent Yang Ying from getting it.

Unexpectedly, she took the initiative to throw it out and threw it back into Yang Ying's hand!

She, what is she doing!

Seeing Tang Ning's actions, the Yang family's disciples were full of confusion.

Not only do they not understand the act of actively returning the weapon to their opponents, but also Lin Hao and Xi You cannot understand it.

"Gugugugu?"

This sword stab is the chest, not the brain.

But why do you feel like you are stingy?

"Xiao Ning, why did she return the dagger to Yang Ying?"

Aren't they fighting?

Returning the weapon to your opponent will increase your chances of losing?

Don't understand.

Lin Hao completely did not understand Tang Ning's move.

"Because of missing a sword, Yang Ying's strength cannot be fully utilized."

Wei Yun's voice sounded from the side, and made a statement calmly, explaining to Lin Hao the reason why Tang Ning returned the dagger.

"She wants to fight against Yang Ying, who has all her strength, rather than her who has greatly reduced her strength."

This is why Tang Ning returned the dagger.

What I want to fight against is Yang Ying, who can exert all her strength, not her who lacks ordinary strength!

The moment the dagger came out, Tang Ning's figure immediately moved.

The wind passed through her body and stroked every corner.

At this moment, Tang Ning could clearly feel every trace of the wind flow and integrate himself into it.

It seems that at this moment I am not a living person, but a wisp of the night wind blowing from the mountains.

Silent and uncatchable.

The wind is silent, and in theory, it is the least eye-catching.

But when Yang Ying faced her, when Tang Ning was galloping, she felt as if she was standing on a steep boulder, standing under the rushing waves!

A huge sense of oppression came to her, leaving her nowhere to hide!

You have to hide if you can’t!

Because of this blow, Tang Ning came in front of him!

If she was let down this knife, it would not be the head that was cut in half, but her whole body!

The two hands holding the sharp blade were lifted up at the same time, and the two daggers intersected in her hands.

"bite!"

Tang Ning cut off the scimitar and slashed between two intersecting daggers!

Can't save it!

The same strange red light bloomed from the three sharp blades at the same time.

At that moment, everyone felt as if they had seen another moon.

Another round of red light shining with an alternative red light, full of strange red moon!

The wind blows, much colder than before.

Subconsciously, everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked into the sky.

I don’t know when it started, but large clouds gathered in the night sky.

It is gloomy and thick, covering the horizon, blocking the moon.

The weather is about to change.

"Tick!"

"Tick!"

As soon as this thought arose, rain fell from the night.

The drizzle hit the leaves and grass, causing a slight sound.

The raindrops fell on their bodies, wetting everyone's hair.

While taking away their body temperature, their hearts also become sensitive.

The two girls standing there raised the sharp blade in their hands.

Turn your wrist and sharply reach the other side.

"Swish~"

The rain has become heavier.

The raindrops as big as beans hit the sharp blade, making a sound similar to a silver bell.
To be continued...