It is as if he was born with a mysterious and mysterious atmosphere of heaven and earth.
This, together with Chen Ping'an's first natal flying sword "Caged Bird", Qi Jinglong's flying sword "rules" that he claimed to have learned from reading, and both of them's natal magical powers that can fly swords, create a small world that is different from the previous one.
The two are not the same thing.
So when Ning Yao walked out of the team first, holding the sword fairy, he was about to break the formation.
The demon army, which was already stagnant, began to retreat involuntarily. This caused the army's frontline troops to become increasingly densely packed and bloated.
This may be due to the fact that all living things are born, and all living things have instincts in response to changes in the heaven and earth, just like humans respond to the changes in warmth and coldness in the four seasons.
Chen Ping'an was actually looking forward to Ning Yao's fearless sword-fighting. He had never seen the real Ning Yao on the battlefield.
As for the sword fairy that Chen Pingan had just tamed after a lot of hard work, in his own hands, he had a bad temper like an old man. But when it fell into Ning Yao's hands, he became as well-behaved as a little girl. Chen Pingan was
I don't mind at all.
Ning Yao walked forward slowly, not in a hurry to hand out the first sword.
The golden sword in her hand was flowing with golden light, and the golden robe that was already eye-catching on the battlefield made Ning Yao look like a supreme god walking on the battlefield.
Taking this opportunity, Chen Ping'an spoke from the bottom of his heart and asked Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo about some details of the battlefield where the formation had been broken before. For example, some dragon gate realm and golden elixir realm demon monks who were at a high enough level and had not been seriously injured, the approximate number, and their respective
Appearance, magical powers, and natal objects. During the previous retreat, Chen Pingan was more focused on searching for those hidden sword cultivators who died, so it was inevitable that there would be a lot of omissions.
If you ask about Die Zhang or Dong Hua Fu, it's all in vain. They were slashing and flying swords all the way, and these two people probably can't even remember the general battle achievements.
With extremely fast words, Chen Pingan reminded everyone: "Next to break the formation, you don't have to think too much about killing the enemy on the spot. Fan Dache and I will add a few more swords. Apart from Ning Yao opening the formation, there is no need to think too much about anything."
, Sanqiu, the four of you, the most important thing about using swords is to rely on large-scale "accidental injuries" to force the dead soldiers to reveal their flaws. I will identify their identities and locations one by one. If the time is right, you can use your swords to solve the problem. I will
With Fan Dache, it is better to play by ear and follow up. If there is really someone who can't take care of it, listen to my reminder, take measures according to the time and local conditions, and try to work together to kill him."
Fan Dache was actually a little nervous. After all, he was still worried that he would become a burden to these friends. Now, after listening to Chen Pingan's detailed troop formation, he felt a little more at ease.
"Da Che."
Chen Ping'an only spoke to Fan Dache: "How can the heroic spirit you pretend to be heroic when your brain gets hot is no longer heroic?"
Fan Dache took a deep breath and smiled: "That's right."
Nowadays, Dong Huafu's appearance is somewhere between that of a teenager and a young man. There is only a wrong name given by his parents, and there is no wrong nickname given by friends in the world. Dong Heitan is indeed a bit dark. I guess he will never be able to get rid of this nickname in this life.
, Dong Heitan spends a lot of money, and Dong Huafu never takes credit.
He chose the one with the most pinkish name and a very "graceful" style. The sword was as slender as a wicker.
The one-armed female shopkeeper standing on the top of the mountain holding Zhenyue, is actually a graceful woman with a graceful appearance, and the sword she wears is a broad sword.
Dong Hua Fu and Die Zhang, who have the most murderous intentions, will follow Ning Yao, one on the left and one on the right, trying their best to help Ning Yao, who is the first to dig out the formation, to tear a larger hole in the demon army.
If Ning Yao, the leader, draws his sword, it will determine how quickly their sword cultivators break through the formation. Then Diezhang and Dong Huafu also have a heavy responsibility. If the overall lethality of the seven-man sword formation is not huge enough, even if the formation is successfully broken, the formation will still be broken.
Going as fast as possible and heading south to approach the long golden river where the Sword Immortal is stationed is actually of little significance to the overall battlefield situation.
Roughly speaking, Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo, who are behind Dong Huafu and Diezhang, need to be responsible for helping the first two stabilize the front and kill more monsters on the horizontal battlefield.
The battle is about to begin.
Chen Ping'an also calmed his expression and was immersed in his mind. He kept his sword just a few feet high on the ground. His identity might not be able to deceive some dead swordsman cultivators, but it would have a hidden purpose. Once those sword cultivators wanted stability,
Consolidate the battlefield situation and inform some important demon monks other than the dead warriors with their heartfelt messages. As long as he accidentally looks at the "young sword cultivator" with one or two eyes, Chen Ping'an can take the opportunity to find one or two more key enemies.
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If you want to do big business, you have to spend every penny.
As the six sword cultivators moved forward individually.
Chen Ping'an, who was in charge of the rear, was unknowingly at the rear of the battlefield and suddenly laughed.
Sure enough, Ning Yao looked the best in that golden robe.
As for the fact that I disliked the young master Pu Yu for wearing a snow-white robe, I have no memory of it at all.
Of course, Ning Yao is on the battlefield, and any blinding method is actually of no use. First of all, her friends who are swordsmen are all young geniuses of the same age in the big years. More importantly, Ning Yao's own sword is too obvious.
After all, people like Chen Ping'an, who value more skills than physical exertion, can kill an enemy with only four ounces of energy without using half a catty. It is indeed rare to see someone who is ruthless and is willing to cover up a woman's face, or even pretend to be a member of the demon clan.
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Ning Yao disappeared in a flash, swept forward dozens of feet in an instant, and swept across with a sword.
On the front line of the demon army, on a battlefield that was more than a hundred feet wide, they were all cut off by the golden sword light.
A Yuanying demon monk who was responsible for supervising the battle gave orders from the rear and used a spell to kill dozens of retreating demons on the battlefield in front.
Ning Yao moved forward in a straight line. After holding out a sword, he didn't even bother to use his sword again. He used the light of the sword to kill the monsters. He only used his majestic sword energy to clear the way. In a vague way, he was actually the same as the one with the highest swordsmanship.
The left and right are very similar. There are too many sword energy and too strong momentum. It is simply an indestructible small heaven and earth sword formation. Whoever she wants to target with her sword must see whether he is qualified enough for her to take action.
The demon monks were unwilling and did not dare to sit back and wait for death. Dozens of spiritual weapons and several natal magic weapons were thrown at the sword energy crazily. As for whether it would affect the demon army on that front, they could no longer care about it.
I just want to kill that unparalleled sword energy world as soon as possible. Otherwise, if Ning Yao breaks the formation like this, the battle damage will be even greater, and the troop strength will be depleted very quickly. A mighty war that takes advantage of the general trend can be
Risking one's life to achieve results, but on some specific battlefields, this may not be the case.
Facing Ning Yao, it is even more impossible.
Anyway, just treat Ning Yao as a sword fairy and don't care about her realm.
Whether she is a golden elixir or a Nascent Soul, it doesn't matter at all.
This is a recognized fact in the wild world.
In an instant, Ning Yao passed directly over the battlefield full of corpses. On the line, he was touched by the sword energy. The demon clan was shattered, and the soul was also smashed. The previous magic weapons and spiritual weapons were broken or shattered.
, there was no way to stop her advancing speed. Ning Yao was holding the sword alone, and in an instant he had arrived at the hinterland of the demon army alone. With one hand, he gently increased his strength and held the sword wrapped in golden light.
Putting their fingers together and pinching the sword at will, the golden light on the Sword Immortal Sword instantly spread out in all directions. On the battlefield for several miles around, except for the golden elixir monks who escaped in time and the monks who fought for a protective object.
die.
Chen Pingan looked at the scroll from a distance, as if a golden lotus had bloomed in his heart.
In another moment, Ning Yao's body moved hundreds of feet away, but he aimed at a Jindan demon clan in the distance, slashed with his sword, and at the same time raised his head and looked into the distance, and said softly: "Come here."
The demon clan golden elixir monk who was hurriedly commanding his troops never thought that he was "so lucky" to be able to withstand a sword alone, so he immediately sacrificed a magic weapon of his own, which was an ancient weapon similar to a spear and a halberd.
There was a golden talisman. The Jindan demon tribe held the weapon with both hands and rotated it in a circle. It turned out to be a large disk of pale golden talismans that resembled a mountain guard formation. Not only that, there was a large string of pale golden cloud seal characters on the spear and halberd.
, like water flowing backwards, covering the whole body, having the effect of wearing the armor pills of the military masters around the body.
With the talisman array firmly protecting him in front of him, and wearing a piece of armor that looks like a military strategist and a god, the demon clan itself is physically tough enough.
That magic weapon is capable of both offense and defense. It is definitely an immortal treasure of extremely high quality.
In the vast world, even the Yuanying monks would probably be greedy and eager to see it.
It's a pity that after a long golden line fell, the talisman array, golden armor and golden elixir demon monks were all divided into two halves.
On the ground, an extremely long ravine was drawn by the astonishingly long golden line.
Breaking the talisman formation, breaking the golden armor, breaking the body, it was just Ning Yao's casual sword.
When Ning Yao stopped for a moment and appeared on the battlefield, the demon army around her was already retreating frantically. But when she said the word "come here" in an understatement, a strange phenomenon occurred.
Around Ning Yao, in each of the four directions, there was an ancient pure sword intention wandering between heaven and earth. As if ordered, they fell straight to the ground one after another. The original strands of sword intention seemed to be alive and psychic. Not only were they captured by a sword spirit for the first time.
The junior sword cultivator of the Great Wall later appeared with the order, and was able to absorb the abundant sword energy between heaven and earth. The four refined sword energy that reached up to the sea of clouds and went down to the deepest depths of the earth continued to expand, like the pillars of a big house.
Finally, four main pillars of sword intent connected with heaven and earth were erected in all directions of heaven and earth.
Then in an instant, countless extremely subtle sword intentions were differentiated, criss-crossing, and covering the entire world.
This time, no one around Ning Yao survived on the battlefield, and all the monster army's bodies and souls were smashed together with the monk's possessions and weapons.
Ning Yao once again swept forward and opened a large distance from the sword cultivator behind him.
The four strands of sword intent converged into a single thread again, following Ning Yao like a shadow.
Therefore, Ning Yao also has sword intention outside of the sword energy formation.
The golden sword in your hand really doesn't have many uses.
Even if Fan Dache was one of his own, his scalp felt numb after witnessing this scene from a distance.
If Lin Junbi had the opportunity to see this scene, he would probably tell himself that although he was defeated, he would definitely not feel sad or disappointed at all, but would only be very happy.
What's the shame in losing to Ning Yao in the art of swordsmanship?
If you don't believe me, ask Pang Yuanji, Qi Shou and Gao Yehou if they have the ability to ask Ning Yao to personally take action?
Look back.
Before Ning Yao became a golden elixir sword cultivator, he might have been on the battlefield mainly for his own sword practice and killing enemies, and at the same time taking into account the safety of his friends as much as possible.
But when Ning Yao traveled through the vast world and returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he fought three battles one after another. It seemed that he was just helping Chen Sanqiu and the others practice their swordsmanship.
It seems she has no sword left to practice.
Ning Yao is far behind.
The battlefield was empty. Some small fish and shrimp monster monks who were far away, as well as those monster soldiers and horses who had not yet developed their intelligence, were also desperately trying to follow Ning Yao's Die Zhang and Dong Hua Fu to kill them easily.
kill.
Dong Hua Fu had enough time to scratch his head and whispered: "Sister Ning, at least leave some more for us."
Diezhang twisted around, quickly threw out the Zhenyue sword in his hand, and directly chopped a monster clan sea-viewing monk to death. He waved again, without sheathing the sword in his hand, and tiptoed, using the sword to go to Ning Yao.
, the sword intent closest to the south, she and Dong Hua Fu were actually still more than a hundred feet apart.
He turned around and complained: "What are you talking about? Follow me. We can't even see Ning Yao's back later."
Of course Diezhang won't complain about Ning Yao, he just complains a few words about Dong Heitan, no problem.
Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo naturally have less to do than Die Zhang and Dong Heitan.
Chen Sanqiu was lazy by nature and didn't mind the embarrassing situation of being invincible and killable. Yan Zhuo did mind a little, but there was nothing he could do.
Fan Dache only charged forward with his sword.
Chen Ping'an, who finally lost his tail, could at most make a slight detour with his sword, wandering around, picking and picking, but not much was gained.
In fact, Chen Ping'an is the most helpless. It seems that staring at the battlefield is just staring, and there is no difference if he doesn't look. Some clues that he finally sees through will not wait for a warning, but he will either run like shit or run slower and die.
Absolutely. But it's not completely meaningless. It's too far away from Ning Yao. Chen Ping'an had no choice but to speak to Chen Sanqiu from his heart, hoping to pass it on to Dong Heitan, and finally inform Ning Yao to be careful underground.
Just now, there was a demon monk who was at least at the golden elixir level, or even at the Nascent Soul realm, and finally couldn't hold it any longer and was about to take action.
But Chen Pingan was just about to speak.
Ning Yao, who kept fighting alone, was on the battlefield far away.
Ning Yao finally stopped again, leaning on the ground with the sword in his hand, and gently pressed the hilt of the sword. The golden sword instantly sank into the ground and disappeared without a trace.
It was obvious that he had noticed the sneaky signs of the Nascent Soul Demon Clan.
The ground cracked under Ning Yao's feet, and the golden long sword took the lead to meet the enemy. The nearby sword energy fell to the ground like pouring rain and quickly seeped into the ground. She was too lazy to think about how to accurately find the hiding place of the hidden demon monk.
She glanced at a few demon monks at the edge of the "Sword Formation" who were at a reasonable level, and said calmly: "Come again."
Four more wisps of ancient sword intent that countless sword cultivators had passed by over the past ten thousand years and could not seek after, appeared in the world just because of the two words spoken by this young woman.
Together with the previous four rays of sword energy, a total of eight ancient sword energy formed a larger sword formation cage in all directions of Ning Yao.
Within the large formation, there were countless casualties.
Even so, Ning Yao still felt that it was not enough.
With two fingers pinching an ancient sword formula, his mind moved slightly, and the eight sword intentions seemed to be condensed with sword energy as flesh and blood, and with the sword intention as the skeleton, eight ethereal sword immortals in white were transformed out of thin air, eight indifferent expressions.
The sword immortals, swaying in white clothes, were several feet tall. Everyone stretched out their hands and grasped the nearby sword energy. They all turned into long swords in their hands. They all turned around and turned their backs to Ning Yao, who ordered them to appear. They dispersed in all directions.
Almost at the same time, he kills the enemy with his sword.
These ancient "sword immortals" who have no intelligence can naturally not be restored to their peak state. In terms of combat power, they are now equivalent to Jindan sword cultivators. Of course, they do not have the flying sword of their own destiny.
and supernatural powers.
However, the combat power of the eight golden elixir sword cultivators, and even if their "bodies" were broken into pieces by the monster army in the wild world, they only condensed the sword energy on the battlefield again. They are endless, tireless, and unaware of life and death. There is no need to worry about the accumulation of spiritual energy.
, is it not easy to strangle the battlefield with this? As long as Ning Yao's mental consumption is not too huge, plus some kind of eight pure swordsmanship as the "root of the avenue", he will not be repaired by the enemy's Nascent Soul Sword, or the sword of the upper five realms.
Immortal, forcibly interrupt the mental connection with Ning Yao, and the eight ancient sword immortals can always exist on the battlefield.
"Ning Yatou's swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and swordsmanship can be very high as long as you give her time, and it doesn't take too long."
This is what the boss swordsman Chen Qingdu said himself.
Why doesn't Ning Yao seem to be called a genius by anyone in the Great Wall of Sword Qi where there are so many geniuses in sword cultivation? Because if she is considered a genius, then Qi Shou, Pang Yuanji and other young sword cultivators will all be demoted to one level.
Not even a genius.
Ning Yao.
It's always the only one.
From the first day Ning Yao practiced swordplay when she was young, no one of her age, or even a so-called genius a generation above her, was willing to question and compete with her on swords.
Not necessary.
The ground beneath Ning Yao's feet had been shattered and collapsed.
Ning Yao was hovering in the air. Ning Yao also turned his head and looked behind him, probably to see if Die Zhang and Dong Hua Fu were following.
In just a few blinks, when the Nascent Soul cultivator was found by the golden sword, Ning Yao's body plummeted and disappeared.
By the time Diezhang and Dong Huafu arrived at the edge of the pit, Ning Yao had already raised his sword and appeared at the southernmost point of the pit, and then continued to open the formation southward.
Because she had already found a Jade Purity Sword Cultivator.
But the other party actually chose to retreat without fighting.
Ning Yao, who was facing south, raised his hand and wiped the scar on his face that was cut by the sword. It was just a slight scratch.
Diezhang glanced at the bottom of the big pit. In the big pit, there was a Yuanying demon clan that showed its true form. It was a huge ape. It seemed to be a genus that moved mountains in ancient times. The end was probably that it was torn into pieces, with gaps between the corpses.
In the meantime, there is still golden sword energy remaining in place.
Apparently he was killed by the sword of Immortal Weapon rank in Ning Yao's hand, and even the golden elixir and Nascent Soul had no time to self-destruct and explode.
At the bottom of the pit, next to the corpse, quietly hovered a narrow white knife that looked like an embroidery needle compared to the huge body. The knife's light was flickering and quite conspicuous.
Dong Huafu is about to go down and retrieve the treasure.
As a result, he was glared at by Jiezhang, "Are you stupid?"
Dong Huafu shouted, and he and Diezhang quickly moved south with their swords.
Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo followed the edge of the pit and followed south. The only use of their natal flying swords and the swords used as flying swords was to go to the battlefields on the left and right sides and collect as much merit as possible. It was better than nothing, lest it be too useless.
There is so much to do. The two of them are like picking up wheat ears from the ground and putting them into a bowl, one by one. Until now, they have not even filled the bottom of the bowl.
Fan Dache was a little confused.
Did you agree to let me be the bait?
After Fan Dache arrived at the south end of the big pit, he looked back and saw that the second shopkeeper was squatting there picking up rags. His movements were quick and graceful, and he actually had a somewhat pleasing demeanor.
Fan Dache is the closest to Chen Ping'an, and since he has been used as a bait, it doesn't matter if he is distracted for a little bit. Therefore, Fan Dache knows very well that the second shopkeeper went south, accumulating little and making more, collecting scraps of copper and iron, which did not turn into powder but were broken into pieces.
There are spiritual weapons and magic weapon fragments scattered all over the ground, not to mention the magic weapon fragments, so the quantity is quite considerable. It is estimated that after walking through this big pit, the quality of the magic weapons will also be improved.
Chen Ping'an left the pit with his sword in a mixed mood. It didn't seem right to always make mistakes like this.
It seemed that those demon sword cultivators no longer had the courage to attack and kill.
Chen Ping'an had no choice but to remind Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo with words, "I guess we can't keep up. Let's find an opportunity to kill the Jindan demon clan that has become obvious. If there are Nascent Souls, work together to intercept them and don't let them escape elsewhere."
battlefield."
Unexpectedly, Ning Yao, the farthest man in the south, was one step ahead and asked the ancient sword immortal to stop strangling the monster armies on the north-south battlefield and start looking for those golden elixirs and Yuanying monsters that were trying to escape to both sides.
, once discovered, she would slow down a little and go south to break the formation, holding the Sword Immortal in hand, and take a detour to pursue him.
That Jade Pu Realm sword cultivator seemed to be extremely good at hiding. He was similar to Grandpa Nalan. Ning Yao didn't think much about it and just hid.
In this way, Diezhang and Dong Huafu finally caught up with Ning Yao.
Chen Pingan scratched his head.
Then this group of sword cultivators went all the way south.
It is estimated that the group of demon warriors originally thought that Ning Yao would eventually be exhausted, but they never expected that Ning Yao would go all the way south and always be at the front, without any signs of depression or spiritual energy exhaustion.
In addition, two golden elixir sword cultivators and a demon cultivator were also killed one after another. Ning Yao personally beheaded Yuanying, and the other two injured golden elixirs were handed over to Die Zhang and the others behind him.
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Ning Yao didn't even bother to pretend, and didn't bother to induce his opponent to take action.
If I can find you, you can die.
This is Ning Yao's sword.
With the infamous second shopkeeper, both sides are on the battlefield, and they have two completely different styles.
Just go all the way south.
Approaching the long golden river, a swordsman greeted Ning Yao with a smile.
Ning Yao hummed and nodded in salute with the senior Sword Immortal.
Then Ning Yao finally stopped, and the seven sword cultivators gathered together for the first time.
Ning Yao looked at Chen Ping'an and asked: "Kill back? The four of us in Duoshang will switch to another battlefield and return north. I, you, plus Fan Dache, three of us will switch to one route. Is that okay?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "What's wrong with this?"
Dieping, Chen Sanqiu and the others went to other battlefields, from south to north, then turned around and returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Following along this way, no one has to draw a sword, and it is embarrassing to have no sword to draw.
Ning Yao accompanied Chen Pingan and Fan Dache, and the three of them returned north to the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Fan Dache felt that he was becoming more and more redundant.
Chen Pingan no longer wielded the sword, put the sword behind his back, and shook his sleeves.
Fan Dache took the lead in heading north with his sword, [.] but he did not dare to put too much distance between himself and the two people behind him.
After Fan Dache realized what was going on and left.
Ning Yao suddenly asked: "Are you tired of being a hidden official?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'm not tired now."
Ning Yao hesitated for a moment, feeling a little awkward, but softly said what was in his heart: "Anyway, you can think less when you are by my side."
Then Ning Yao raised his eyebrows.
This is the fact.
What is she so embarrassed about?
Chen Pingan turned around, raised his hand, gently wiped the wound on her face with his thumb, then pinched her cheek and smiled softly: "Who said it wasn't?"