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Chapter 1214 Fight against Xia Lianxiang

Ning Jiang's whole body is shining with stars, drowned in the brilliant brilliance. The combination of the Wanxing Feixian Body and the Thousand Hands Emperor-Standard Art is like a perfect match.

It can be said that the combination of these two methods is most appropriate.

When the three thousand arms were pressing down, each arm was holding a star, like a starry sky suppressing it.

This attack is invincible and swept across the ages.

"not good!"

The little war god's expression changed drastically. When this blow was hit, he felt endless power suppressing it, and this power was incredibly powerful.

Crack-

The sound of trembling bones sounded from the little war god's body, and his whole body seemed to be disintegrating.

"open!"

The little war god roared, his whole body was full of blood and his cultivation was urging to the extreme. The blue veins on his forehead bulged up, and with his hands raising, an imperial power swept out.

The imperial technique showed its power, as if a great emperor appeared in the world.

Although there is no imperial technique in the War God Pavilion, the little war god has entered the imperial palace and has also practiced several imperial techniques.

But even the Emperor's Technique seems dim in the face of this peerless attack.

The Thousand Hands Emperor-Standard Technique is known to suppress the Great Emperor. In addition, the power of the Wanxing Feixian Body to break through all the laws with one force, even the secret technique of destiny must retreat, not to mention that the little war god did not obtain the secret technique of destiny.

"kill!"

The little war god used all his strength and shot out three imperial techniques at once, but it was still vulnerable.

The three emperor techniques instantly disintegrated, and the little war god vomited blood, feeling that he was about to kneel down to Ning Jiang.

"ah."

The little war god's eyes were bloodshot. If he knelt in front of Ning Jiang, his heart of Tao would be completely broken. The future battle for destiny would definitely not be possible with him. A proud person like him would rather die than surrender.

"Broken to me!"

The little war god roared, and a huge force exploded from his body, and he saw his whole body explode from the inside out. With the help of this terrifying explosion power, his soul quickly escaped from the Thousand Hands Emperor-Suppressing Technique.

Swish.

He turned into a stream of light, escaped from the temples, and disappeared.

"The little war god fled."

Seeing this scene, countless warriors were shocked. They were as powerful as the little war god. They didn't even take a move from Ning Jiang. They were beaten and exploded their bodies and escaped from the sky.

"Is this the method of the holy icon? Is it so powerful?"

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.

At first, no one thought that the method of a mere saint image could play any role, but he did not expect that the power was so terrifying, which subverted their cognition and had a huge impact on their hearts.

One by one, he looked at Ningjiang with shock, including Wu Linfeng, the descendant of the Wu Sheng Sect, Wanrendi, Xia Lianxiang and others, all with shocked eyes.

Several people asked themselves that even if they wanted to take this move, they had no hope.

"It's decisive, it's a character."

Ning Jiang did not mock the little war god's defeat and escape, but praised the other party's choice. Compared to being suppressed on the spot, the little war god would rather self-destruct than surrender.

This is a kind of pride that a warrior should have. If he can have such a proud person, he can cheer up even if he loses this time.

In this world in the future, there will be a place for the little war god.

Of course, the premise is that the little war god should not provoke Ning Jiang again, otherwise Ning Jiang will be merciless and kill the little war god next time.

"Ningjiang is still the same Ningjiang. Since his debut, no matter what opponent he faces, he has made great progress and has never lost."

"These people in the small world are arrogant and domineering, thinking they are arrogant, but in front of Ning Jiang, even if they are of extraordinary origin, what can they do? Are they going to be trampled under their feet?"

Many warriors in the Tiandi felt proud, and Ning Jiang helped them to fight for their Tiandi.

"Awesome, no wonder I could kill my brother."

In the quiet space, a cold voice suddenly sounded.

This kind of indifference is not a deliberate indifference, but a kind of indifference that seems to be without emotion. The person who speaks is Xia Lianxiang.

Xia Lianxiang looked at Ning Jiang with sharp eyes and a sharp edge that only a sword cultivator could have. Her eyes were like two sharp swords. Wherever she went, she felt a tingling pain.

She walked out step by step and faced Ning Jiang.

"Seeing Ning Jiang's strength, does Xia Lianxiang still have to challenge Ning Jiang?"

Everyone was surprised.

"I know you are a master of swordsmanship, how dare you take my three swords?!"

Xia Lianxiang said word by word.

She is a sword cultivator, so she naturally hopes to face off with the sword cultivator. She wants to win and lose with Ning Jiang with a sword. Otherwise, even if she had the Thousand Hands Emperor-Suppressing Technique just now, it would be difficult for her to compete with him.

Perhaps, only the senior brother, Demon Sword Immortal, has this strength, right?

In Xia Lianxiang's heart, Ning Jiang had already placed it at a very high position.

"Oh? Do you want to avenge your brother?" Ning Jiang said with a smile.

"No, my brother died in your hands, it's not unfair. If you fight for martial arts, there will be casualties and injuries. At least you die in your hands, and it did not insult him."

Xia Lianxiang's voice was firm and said, "I came to you just to hone my own swordsmanship. I just faced you with the three swordsmanship as a sword cultivator. This is a battle between sword cultivator and sword cultivator. It is a battle between sword cultivator and it has nothing to do with any grudge!"

These words made Ning Jiang look at him with admiration.

"Yes, you are a talented person. If you concentrate on practicing swords, you will have good achievements. You have the qualifications to let me draw a sword, come on."

Clang-

The order of timelessness left the body, and the sword body was like a pool of autumn water. As soon as the sword came out of the body, everyone felt a sharpness.

Feeling the sword intent on Ning Jiang's body, Xia Lianxiang's eyes condensed. She could know that Ning Jiang's swordsmanship is definitely not weak without taking action.

"I didn't expect that there would be someone like you outside in addition to the Nine Heavens Sword Immortal Palace."

Xia Lianxiang took a deep breath. Before that, she did not take the sword cultivator outside the Nine Heavens Sword Immortal Palace seriously. Her sword skills originated from the Nine Heavens Sword Immortal Palace. What other sword skills can she have to compete with the Nine Heavens Sword Immortal Palace?

But when she saw Ning Jiang, she knew she had encountered a terrible enemy.

She also drew out the sword. The sword body was very slender. Ningjiang's incomprehensible order was as wide as three fingers, and her sword was only about one finger.

"The sword is good. You know how to nourish yourself and use your own soul to sacrifice and refine it. Only this sword can be clear to the owner's will."

Ning Jiang nodded.

With a background like Xia Lianxiang, it is not difficult to get a good sword. It is rare to use a sword to sacrifice and refine it little by little from the low level and grow with yourself.

This is the case with Ningjiang's incomprehensible preface.

The beginning of the beginning was just an ordinary red lotus sword. Later, after his first sacrifice and refining, it turned into a thunder tribulation sword. After that, it was improved step by step to achieve the current beginning of the beginning.

Such a sword cultivator is precious to have such patience and sacrifice and refining a sword.

"The first sword."

Xia Lianxiang had no unnecessary nonsense and fell down with a sword.
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