The Rakshasa people on the other side all laughed, looking at Du Ning as if they were looking at a fool.
Xuan Longhe smiled contemptuously and said: "Du Ning, I admit that your cultivation level is indeed powerful, but don't think that just because you can kill Kuang Tian with your own hands, you will have the strength to challenge Long Yan in a duel. Long Yan's cultivation level is even better than Kuang Tian's.
The sky is stronger. If you fight him in a duel, let alone win the gold and gold rice for the human race, you may even risk your own life."
"Why do you, an outsider, need to dictate what I do? You sound like you can defeat Long Yan." Du Ning said disapprovingly.
"You..."
Xuanlonghe became angry. He really didn't want to lift the pot. He just suffered a defeat at Longyan, how could he defeat Longyan?
Du Ning said this deliberately, clearly to disgust Xuan Longhe.
Long Yan looked at Du Ning and said: "Boy, I have to say that I have a new regard for you. You actually dare to challenge me. I have to praise you for your courage. But if you want to fight me with Jinshi's cultivation level, I'm afraid
You are not qualified enough. Even if you win, you will still be defeated. There is no challenge at all, and it cannot show the power of this dragon. I think you should send scholars from your human race's most holy family to fight me!"
Du Ning smiled slightly, opened his mouth slightly, and spit out the Kunlun Ancient Sword, which turned into a ray of silver light and whizzed out, like a meteor slashing towards Long Yan.
"Crazy guy!"
"Presumptuous!"
Many monsters shouted angrily. In their eyes, Du Ning suddenly pointed his sword at them, which was the greatest humiliation and provocation to the monster clan.
The corners of Long Yan's mouth raised slightly, without any response or even any intention to take action.
"Boy, how can you kill a chicken with a butcher's knife? Let me come and meet you!"
A humanoid tiger monster wearing armor and holding a heavy hammer roared, suddenly jumped to the front, swung the hammer and hit the Kunlun Ancient Sword.
At the same time, his eyes showed ridicule, and he did not take the Kunlun Ancient Sword seriously.
"Hugh!"
The speed of Kunlun Ancient Sword suddenly doubled, and it disappeared in an instant.
The humanoid tiger monster suddenly changed color, and the child's hole was slightly enlarged. Due to the sudden increase in speed of the Kunlun Ancient Sword, his hammer attack failed.
A bright silver light flashed before my eyes, and I felt a sweetness in my throat. The next moment, the world was spinning, and I saw my headless body falling to the ground.
In the eyes of others, Du Ning used the ancient Kunlun sword to bypass the hammer attack and cut off the opponent's head with one sword.
The whole process is like cutting through a mess with a sharp knife, from drawing the sword to killing the enemy in one go.
"What! Instant kill!"
"How is it possible! Hu Ba is a sixth-level cultivation, equivalent to the strength of the human race's Imperial Academy, and he was killed by a mere Jinshi. This is impossible!"
"How could there be such a ridiculous thing!"
Many monsters present widened their eyes with disbelief on their faces.
The Rakshasa tribesmen on the other side were dumbfounded, that was a monster with a sixth-level cultivation level!
Kacha was beheaded by Du Ning in one fell swoop. It was too exaggerated!
"How come this boy's cultivation has improved so much in one day!"
Xuan Longhe was very puzzled because he found through comparison that the normal power of Duning's Kunlun Ancient Sword today was far better than yesterday.
How is this possible?
No matter how talented and potential a scholar is, it is impossible for him to make such great progress in such a short period of time!
"The power of Duning Kunlun's ancient sword has actually become so much stronger. It's growing too fast!"
Kong Chengrui gritted his teeth. He knew very well that it was precisely because of the blessing of human luck that the power of Duning's Kunlun ancient sword had been greatly improved in a short period of time.
Du Ning is now at the pinnacle of Jinshi, and the power of his Kunlun Ancient Sword is infinitely close to that of a Grand Scholar. He can basically kill monsters with a level of cultivation at the Hanlin level with one sword using his speed.
Coupled with Du Ning's strong talent and extraordinary literary courage...
Kong Chengrui's heart skipped a beat, and he had a very bold idea.
I am afraid that Du Ning's strength is only about half as strong as that of a scholar who has just been promoted to a bachelor's degree.
This made Kong Chengrui even more resentful, thinking that it was Du Ning who had stolen the fate of the human race that belonged to the Kong family, and that was why his strength was greatly improved.
If not, where would it be Du Ning's turn to show off his power today?
"Okay! Mr. Du kills the enemy with one sword, so powerful!" Tian Feipeng shouted.
"The Kunlun Ancient Sword cuts across the Three Realms Mountains!" Fu Yue said excitedly.
"Wenjun is mighty! Wenjun is mighty! Wenjun is mighty!"
Many readers shouted and were extremely excited.
"Shuzi is bold!"
Long Yan was furious when he saw this. Du Ning actually killed his general Hu Ba in front of him. This was the biggest provocation to him and the biggest humiliation to the proud Dragon Clan.
"What a arrogant guy, you are treating our clan as a monster!"
"How can this be unreasonable! How can it be unreasonable! If we don't kill him, where will the majesty of our demon clan be!"
"Lord Long Yan, please kill Du Ning and avenge Tiger Ba!"
Many monsters let out hysterical roars, wanting to rush forward and cut Du Ning into pieces. However, they monsters understand the order of hierarchy. In order to highlight Long Yan's power, Long Yan must kill Du Ning with his own hands.
At this time, the Kunlun Ancient Sword did not return, but appeared in front of other sixth-level monsters with a flash of sword light.
"Hugh! Hugh! Hugh!"
There was a sound of piercing the air, and the sharp sword light passed across, looking dazzled.
The next moment, the Kunlun ancient sword turned back.
Long Yan's eyes narrowed and he was about to laugh at something.
"Plop! Plop! Plop!"
There are strange sounds coming from around you.
Long Yan looked left and right, then he was so angry that he gritted his teeth and became furious.
I saw several monsters lying on the ground with their heads missing, and they didn't even have time to scream. Just like the tiger tyrant before, their heads were beheaded by the Kunlun Ancient Sword.
The surrounding monsters turned pale with fright and kept retreating, not only because they were afraid of the power of the Kunlun Ancient Sword, but also because they were glad that they were not taken away by the sword energy of the Kunlun Ancient Sword.
Xuan Longhe and other Rakshasa tribesmen all gasped.
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Du Ning's killing of Hu Ba was already a slap in Long Yan's face, and now Du Ning killed other monsters with lightning speed. This was not just a simple slap in the face, but an extreme humiliation.
After having his face trampled under his feet, he didn’t forget to spit on it twice.
"Now, am I qualified enough?"
Du Ning's voice sounded again, and his eyes seemed calm, but in fact, they were secretly turbulent, and the calm water could cause a huge torrent at any time.
"Boy, you have successfully angered me. I have never been so provoked and humiliated. I will cut you into pieces to vent my hatred!" Long Yan let out a very angry roar.<
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"Death." Du Ning said seriously.
Long Yan didn't know what he meant at first, but then his mind changed and he heard the meaning of Du Ning's teasing, and became even more angry: "Are you trying to amuse me?"
"I'm just giving you a chance to make a move." Du Ning still looked serious.
"Okay, you are asking for death, take your life!"
Long Yan opened his mouth wide and spit out a burst of blazing flames, which turned into arrows in the air and stabbed at Du Ning like a blanket.
"This should be the innate magical power of the Dragon Clan, Du Ning, be careful!" Tian Feipeng reminded.
"Don't worry, you can just watch from the sidelines."
Du Ning seemed to be confident, because he already had a firm idea of Long Yan's strength. With a thought, the Kunlun Ancient Sword rose in the wind, turning into a size of about ten feet and struck the air.
"Boom!"
There was an explosion, and the whole sky was filled with heat waves and bursts of thick smoke.
"Roar!"
Long Yan let out a dragon roar, and taking advantage of this gap, his entire body emitted a dazzling light.
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The next moment, nine true dragons emerged and roared towards Du Ning.
At the same time, Du Ning also prepared his own treasure.
I saw Du Ning holding the dragon beard pen, putting the real dragon blood ingot into the inkstone to grind out the ink, and then dragging the paper page suspended in the air to write a new sword-calling poem.
The moment Du Ning touched the paper with his brush, there was a soft "ding" sound.
"Three realms of calligraphy, there is a sound when the pen is written!"
Tian Feipeng's face was filled with joy. Previously, Du Ning's calligraphy had only reached the second level of "the pen moves the dragon and the snake". However, after receiving the luck of the human race that originally belonged to the Kong family and the Ke family, Du Ning's calligraphy instantly broke through to the second level.
Realm, reaching the third realm of "writing with sound".
In just one breath, energy burst out from the pages of Duning, forming a war poem.
"The Sword"
The sword cannot be obtained, and how difficult it is to meet.
I saw it once today, and it was so red that it made me feel cold.
The stars in the box are moving, and the shadow of the moon is fading around the ring.
Natural gods and ghosts lurk, so don’t waste your bullets when nothing happens.
"A pen becomes a chapter, a breath of poetry becomes a poem." Someone exclaimed.
The third level of calligraphy has a very obvious improvement in speed. As long as the poem is not too long, it can be written almost in an instant.
This is the terrifying thing about calligraphy in the third realm, which allows readers to write more powerful war poems in the shortest possible time during battles.
The burst of talent quickly condensed into a three-foot sword.
What draws people's attention even more is that the ancient sword summoned by the new sword-calling poem is exactly the same as Du Ning's own Kunlun ancient sword.
Not only that, even the momentum is very similar.
The only difference is that one is the original Kunlun Ancient Sword, and the other is an imitation sword of the Kunlun Ancient Sword.
Even if it is an imitation sword, it looks lifelike, shining with bursts of cold light, and possessing a powerful power that is close to that of the Kunlun Ancient Sword itself.
"Qiang!"
The sound of a sword sounded, inspiring waves of powerful talents that surged in all directions.
"Could this be the second sword-calling poem written by Mr. Du in Sanjie Mountain?"
"Yesterday Mr. Du wrote a song "Ancient Sword" to summon the Longquan Sword, and today he wrote a "Precious Sword" to summon another talented imitation sword. He is truly worthy of being a scholar of our human race. He is indeed a rare sight in a thousand years.
Genius!"
"Looking at it this way, Du Ning will definitely win this battle!"
Many scholars are enthusiastic, have great confidence in Du Ning, and at the same time admire Du Ning even more.
