When the woman transformed into countless shadows and condensed into one piece in the void, Qin Yi could feel that the air lines suddenly became thicker, and the air flow seemed to form air waves even though he was far away from the outside of the battle circle.
, forming a terrifying whirlpool aura.
In an instant, Ning Qiancheng felt as if he was in the vast ocean and was attacked by strong winds and huge waves.
The air was shaking, and the earth seemed to be shaking along with it.
Ning Qiancheng is like a lonely boat, constantly swaying with this rocking trend.
However, his feet seemed to be rooted in the earth, and he did not even move for a moment, nor did he become agitated because of the aura created by the other party.
The character of mind that has been spent practicing swordsmanship for half a life, and the concentration that has been spent practicing swordsmanship for half a life, are clearly revealed at this moment.
In fact, although this woman is also at the Daoji level, she is not much better than Ning Qiancheng in terms of pure cultivation level.
There is only one reason why she has the advantage now, and that is because Ning Qiancheng lost her arm, while her limbs are intact!
But even so, she found that it was not as easy as she thought to easily defeat Ning Qiancheng.
Especially after the Qinglian aura was generated, it failed to shake Ning Qiancheng's determination.
In the final analysis, a strong aura is meant to shake the opponent's concentration and make the other person impatient, so that he can move his body to avoid the aura.
Once it starts to move, it will inevitably reveal huge flaws under the influence of the aura.
She can then launch an attack to catch him off guard, thereby achieving the goal of easily winning the battle.
However, Ning Qiancheng clearly saw through this and understood that it was better to be still than to move at this moment.
His eyes were shining brightly, and Ning Qiancheng's breathing was even as he stared intently at the cyan shadow.
Suddenly, Ning Qiancheng stabbed out with his sword!
With this sword, he almost used the least effort to thrust out this sword.
However, this sword is absolutely accurate!
Ding!
There was a crisp sound of impact, and a lotus-shaped beaded hidden weapon suddenly fell to the ground.
Ning Qiancheng smiled coldly: "Do hidden weapons hurt people?"
As he spoke, three more swords were struck in succession. As the sword light shrank, the three lotus-shaped hidden weapons clinked to the ground again.
"Ning Qiancheng, this is just a warm-up, the show has not begun yet."
In the cold aura, the clear voice of the woman came from time to time.
Ning Qiancheng stared intently and said in a deep voice: "Come on, let me see what your special skills are."
Ning Qiancheng held the sword across his chest, and his expression showed an eagerness to try. When life and death were at stake, he actually didn't care about life and death at all.
Seeing this scene, Qin Yi secretly admired it.
People who can see through life and death can often transcend life and death.
The difference between powerful monks and ordinary monks is that talent is one thing and character is another.
Monks with a strong mind who are able to see through life and death and risk death to survive can often climb to higher peaks.
Senior Brother Ning Qiancheng can become a true disciple and be ranked among the top three, and his reputation is indeed not in vain.
Looking at his calmness and indifference at this moment of life and death, it seems as if he is on a battlefield and the life that may be lost at any time does not belong to him, but to others.
Qinglian's aura surged again, and the air around Ning Qiancheng began to surge in from all directions.
These air currents are not real attacks, but auras that interfere with his judgment, making it impossible for him to distinguish from which direction the enemy will attack.
At this moment, the sword light suddenly flashed in front of Ning Qiancheng.
The next moment, rays of sword light bloomed like fireworks, exuding a strange aura, and shot towards Ning Qiancheng like stars.
"Qinglian instant strike!"
In the void, the light figure danced with the cold and solemn sword intent, bringing with it the poignant and chilling sword light, which had completely enveloped Ning Qiancheng.
There are two mysteries in this instant sword technique.
The biggest mystery is that it is fast, incredibly fast. In an instant, many swords are thrust out, forming a point-to-point surrounding attack.
If the other party is not quick to respond, he or she will be concerned about one thing and not the other.
The second mystery is that it is erratic. With the cover of Qinglian's position, the sword intention appears extremely strange and erratic, making it impossible to judge in advance.
When these two mysteries work together, they complement each other even more.
If it were an opponent of the same level, let alone judgment, he might not even be able to react in time to parry normally.
Ning Qiancheng is obviously not a vegetarian either.
At the moment when the sword light surged up, he actually completely ignored the countless scattered sword lights surging, with a fearless and fierce look on his face.
His arm suddenly vibrated, and powerful sword energy poured into the sword in his palm.
In the blink of an eye, this life-threatening sword was thrust out. There was nothing flashy about this sword, not even any dazzling skills.
Just one sword, a sword that fights with all your strength, a sword that is filled with the aura of death.
Only those who understand life and death and can face life and death indifferently can strike with a sword.
This sword actually used a killing method.
If the opponent's instant sword skills hit Ning Qiancheng at the same time, his sword filled with the aura of death will also penetrate the opponent's vital points.
The final result must be that both sides suffer losses, or even die together.
Such a fierce and fearless sword is undoubtedly the sword that the opponent is most afraid of and least willing to do.
The green silhouette swayed in the wind, but it deflected Ning Qiancheng's sword. But at the same time, her own sword intention also deviated.
"Ning Qiancheng, you are playing like a rogue!" the woman scolded in annoyance.
Ning Qiancheng smiled leisurely: "If you want fairness, cut off one arm first and then talk to me about fairness. This is a life-and-death fight. I would rather someone just seek results and not use any means."
At first glance, these words may seem a little unfair, but if you think about it carefully, they are exactly in line with Ning Qiancheng's character.
Even though the words sounded a little shameless, to Ning Qiancheng, they had a different kind of spirit.
"Hmph, I want to see how long you can last under my instant sword."
The woman was obviously irritated by Ning Qiancheng's tone.
The aura fluctuated wildly again, and at the same time, the sword aura of the Instant Sword began to attack Ning Qiancheng at an even crazier speed.
The sword energy and aura were intertwined, and the huge sound waves formed a strong resonance, causing the land to become dusty, as if it was about to lift up the entire land.
Ning Qiancheng immediately felt greater pressure.
The sword move of mutual destruction can be used once or twice, but it cannot be used every time. After all, the opponent is constantly adjusting his attack to avoid his move.
Ning Qiancheng was surrounded by aura. At this moment, a trace of understanding and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his fierce eyes.
This gaze contains a deep reluctance and a deep attachment to this world.
The next moment, Ning Qiancheng's eyes became extremely firm.
The power of Daoji in the body was as if it was instantly drawn away by a force, and a sword was attached to the palm. The next moment, the sword body let out a clear roar, and the divine light suddenly surged.
"Tao and immorality, all must be paid with one sword!"