"I have been waiting for this day for half a month since I said goodbye to the star observatory."
Na Ning Zhen was dressed in plain white feathers, wearing a star crown on her head, with bright eyes and white teeth, and was indescribably elegant.
"Zhuang Wudao, I wonder if you dare to fight me?"
His cold voice and calm tone made all the monks above him look sideways.
Many people immediately recognized their identities. Zhuang Wudao was a famous person, ranked twenty-sixth on the list of outstanding talents, and many sects already had his portrait.
The other person, who is also famous, is the most outstanding disciple of the Ning family in the Central Plains. He has been in Chiyin City for several months, and he recognizes him even if he doesn't want to.
Even Fazhi and Fang Xiaoru looked over with great interest. It was obvious that they were also quite concerned about the dispute between these two people.
Zhuang Wudao sighed slightly in his heart and turned around with a weird look in his eyes. He originally wanted to avoid trouble as much as possible and not attract attention before entering the third floor. However, the trouble in front of him seemed not to matter.
Let him go easily.
"You can decide whether you dare or not"
Na Ning Zhen sneered: "Don't tell me that the twenty-sixth person on the list of outstanding talents, the secret disciple of the Lichen Sect, is actually a cowardly person? That would be too disappointing -"
Zhuang Wudao's eyes narrowed slightly. Since these words came from Ning Zhen's mouth, he had to fight if he didn't want to fight. He could not care about his reputation, but he must not lose the face of the Lichen Sect. Let the people in the sect
, has something to say.
This is not within the sect, under the watchful eyes of everyone, and he has no way to retreat.
Without much hesitation, Zhuang Wudao responded coldly: "Why not? If you want to fight, I will follow."
Since he must humiliate himself, he would not give this man any face.
"It's not just an ordinary fight."
Ning Zhen shook his head, with a smile on his face, but there was no warmth in his eyes, which reflected a bit of ferocity: "I want to share life and death with you today, and thousands of fellow Taoists here can witness it. You and I
You are responsible for life and death, and you will not be held accountable for winning, and the one who died will not be held accountable afterwards."
"Determine life and death?"
Zhuang Wudao smiled, and the corners of his slightly raised lips contained unspeakable sarcasm, still the same as before.
"Why not?"
They are really people who don't know whether to live or die. It seems good to use Ning Zhen's head to establish his authority today.
"Is this agreed? It's really refreshing."
Ning Zhen laughed loudly and said nothing more. He made sword seals with his hands, and with a clang behind him, dozens of sword lights came out of their sheaths.
They were circling and flying like vigorous silver snakes. They were so powerful that they slashed at them as if they were overwhelming the sky and the earth.
In the lake below, a total of six huge giants with a height of twenty feet suddenly shot out from under the lake. A total of twelve giant hands came to embrace Zhuang Wudao's position.
"He is at least a mid-level second-level black scarf warrior——"
The casual cultivators around all exclaimed in surprise. The black scarf warrior is a water-based spell, which is made up of one yuan of heavy water. His strength is not as good as the yellow scarf warrior, and his endurance is not as good as the green scarf warrior. However, he can also block the power of mountains and seas. No
The green scarf warrior has the toughness and infinite regeneration ability, but he can also cut continuously with the sword without breaking it.
As for the middle-level warriors of the second level, they were far beyond the level of Qi training realm and could summon six bodies at the same time. The strength of Ning Zhen's soul consciousness was even greater than that of most foundation-building monks.
Zhuang Wudao didn't care. The thunder apricot sword hairpin inserted in his bun suddenly flew into the air in a flash of lightning. When it saw the wind, it grew and turned into a black flying sword about three inches long.
And Zhuang Wudao didn't see how to form the seal, and the whole sky was already flashing with lightning.
"Dutian Yudao, Divine Thunder and Heavenly Death"
Like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, six thunder pillars suddenly poured down from the sky. Each thunder pillar was so powerful that it forcibly scattered and shattered a second-level black scarf warrior.
And the thunder light scattered in all directions, and the entire Jingshui Lake was filled with purple electric snakes.
But just as those water giants were scattered one after another, the flying sword light also enveloped Zhuang Wudao's body.
There were forty-nine people in total, forming their own rules. A sword formation was formed around Zhuang Wudao's body.
And Ning Zhen let out a ferocious laugh at this moment.
"The so-called number one in the realm of Qi training is nothing more than fake unparalleled, sword formation, and seven-kill sword wheel."
In an instant, countless sword lights twisted like wheels, and traces of silver-white sword energy came out and criss-crossed. They formed seven strands and merged towards the center. The sword light was powerful and murderous.
"Is that just that? Maybe there is some truth in what you said."
Zhuang Wudao exclaimed, without even looking at it. He used the sword technique in his hand and sent energy through the air. The thunder apricot sword hairpin drew a circular trajectory just about twenty feet away from his body. And then this
The black sword shadow was like a living dragon, pointing straight at Ning Zhen in the distance.
Let you come with thousands of swords, I will go with just one sword
Pseudo Wushuang, separation between life and death
The magical swordsmanship derived from the yin and yang of heaven and earth was displayed in front of people for the first time.
He deliberately wanted to establish his power this time, lest some cats and dogs would dare to provoke him in the future. Therefore, he also integrated the two mystical arts of stabbing swords and sword drawings into it at the same time. He had already reached the second-grade holy spirit level of mystical magical powers.
, and improved again
The vast and boundless sword energy swept the sky in all directions. The so-called 'Seven Killing Sword Wheel' around it was almost shattered by a touch. The white sword energy collapsed spontaneously before it even got close. There was no trace of it at all.
Qualification, close to Zhuang Wudao's body.
And this vast and boundless sword intent has only just been released. Like a tide, it sweeps away everything in front of you.
At this moment, all the monks watching the battle on the still lake had a look of horror on their faces, and they could clearly feel that the vitality in their bodies was being deprived of by some inexplicable force. The surrounding situation also confirmed that they
The aquatic plants under the lake and the plants on the lakeside are withering rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Without any hesitation, they instinctively used their own self-defense techniques to block the overwhelming sword intent, and then they felt their bodies getting warmer.
Opposite Zhuang Wudao at this time, Ning Zhen's eyes were filled with horror at the sword light. He was the first to bear the brunt of it, personally feeling the overbearing and inexplicable sword intent that seemed to be above the heavens.
The breath of death had quietly climbed onto his body, covering Ning Zhen's skin with a layer of deathly gray.
His whole body was horrified. Under the direct point of the sword, Ning Zhen felt that it was extremely difficult to move. But he knew that if he didn't move at this moment, he would definitely die. In Ning Zhen's eyes, after the fear, there was a madness like a wild beast.
Mad as before death
"Unparalleled Fate, Black Emperor Dharma Body"
Ning Zhen's aura suddenly changed, and his whole body began to swell, and the outside of his skin was covered with black liquid. The indescribable majesty spread instantly. It also made Ning Zhen's mind, locked and suppressed by the sword,
Get out of line a little bit.
As he moved his right hand, hundreds of ice shields and water shields were generated one after another, blocking him in layers.
Five cloud flags flew out from Ning Zhen's sleeves at the same time, all of which were twenty-four levels of forbidden law. Following the trend, there was a layer of five-color light film, wrapping his figure. Those white sword lights in the distance, even though they were there,
Under the impact of Lei Xing Sword Hairpin, the army was defeated, but it still persisted. With an indomitable momentum, it was almost crazy to obstruct and intercept.
Zhuang Wudao glanced into the distance in surprise, his face a little more serious. Although Ning Zhen was arrogant and conceited, he was actually quite capable.
He was wrong. This person was slightly stronger than his brother Xiao Dan.
But Zhuang Wudao's eyes were still contemptuous and ruthless.
How could it be so easy to stop a second-grade Holy Spirit with his sword? How could the swordsmanship created by the Yin and Yang of Heaven and Earth and the peerless Immortal King be resisted by ordinary magic?
Step by step, Zhuang Wudao used his true energy to activate the sword light. After nearly two years, he still could not completely control this sword style and could not control himself.
But at this moment, he doesn't need to control it. He just needs to follow the trend, guide and fine-tune, and then, with overwhelming force, he can fully display the maximum power of this swordsmanship.
"Ten years of life and death are boundless, without thinking or forgetting. I am alone in a tomb thousands of miles away, and there is no place to talk about desolation. Even if I meet each other, I would not know each other, my face is covered with dust, and my temples are like frost——"
Ten years pass, life and death are divided into two parts
When the sword comes out, it's the difference between life and death
"Buzz"
Between heaven and earth, a shrill sword cry suddenly occurred. When the sound came out, the sword energy on the Lei Xing sword hairpin increased tenfold.
Under the heavy pressure, the dozens of white sword lights shattered first. Then the layers of water walls broke apart, and the layers of ice shattered.
Devastated and unable to withstand even a breath of time, the black sword shadow struck in front of Ning Zhen.
The five cloud flags only held on for a moment before cracks appeared and began to collapse.
Just the sword power of the second-grade magical power has made this set of peak-middle-grade spiritual weapons no longer able to support it. And the sword power is still hidden.
Ning Zhen's face turned pale, and the madness in his eyes had quietly faded away, leaving only a look of fear and despair.
An unprecedented regret filled the bottom of my heart, gnawing at my heart.
Zhuang Wudao looked indifferently and had no intention of stopping. Killing Ning Zhen would certainly offend the Ning family. However, Li Chen Sect was far away in southern Xinjiang and had no contact with the Central Plains family. So what would happen if he killed him?
However, just when those five cloud flags were completely shattered, the sword shadow was only a hairsth of a centimeter away from Ning Zhen's neck.
Another warning sign suddenly arose in Zhuang Wudao's heart. From the corner of his eye, he saw another dark sword shadow, stabbing diagonally in the air, pointing directly at his body. At the same time, a voice came from a distance.
"You dare to kill him in front of me?"
The voice was cold and cold, with an indescribable chill.
And that ink-colored sword shadow was also powerful, coming from the sky, and its momentum was only inferior to his "Farewell to Life and Death" style.
Zhuang Wudao's thoughts came to him even beforehand.
Judging from where he came from, it was none other than Xuan Sheng Sect—Sima Yuntian