The Sword Sect Conference is in full swing, and more and more people are being attracted.
Jietian City has become the most lively place for a while.
No less than 100,000 monks gathered from all over the country. After repeated fierce competitions, in the end, less than ten people were left. These ten people were all top masters with outstanding strength.
He is either a decisive genius in Western Xinjiang or a first-rate figure in Zhongzhou.
These people finally nodded slightly when they saw the powerful master of the Kunlun Sword Sect. Although it was not extremely impressive, it could still be said to be justified.
"Ning Wuze!"
With a cheer, Ning Wuze jumped onto the stage, and the whole place was filled with joy.
The jubilant people are all the people from the Eastern Wasteland. Ning Wuze, the pride of the Eastern Wasteland, this genius who came out of a small fishing village, has defeated countless people, and even competed with Mo Gouqing.
In the battle, he successfully defended the dignity of the five invincibles and became famous all over the world!
Ranked first on the Green Dragon Ranking, he is also truly the first among the five ancient lands!
When I saw this man leaping onto the stage, the cheers were like a mountain roaring and a tsunami roaring.
The vibration was so severe that the eardrums felt a sharp pain.
Such a movement would make people like Chen Fan stunned. Who would have thought that Ning Wuze would have such a high reputation and cheers in these five ancient lands?
"Are you Ning Wuze?" The person opposite was Ye Ning, the genius of Zhongzhou, who was also one of the famous geniuses.
The emergence of these two people on stage can be described as a head-to-head confrontation.
Ye Ning sneered disdainfully, "You are famous, but it's a pity that you people from the Eastern Wilderness have never gone out and seen the vastness of this world, and you don't know how many storms there are on this Northern Tribulation Star.
figure."
"I want to show you the charm of Zhongzhou characters!"
Ye Ning stepped out with a strong look of confidence in her eyes, and the light in her eyes flickered.
All the calls for attention were directed at Ning Wuze. Ning Wuze stood with his arms folded. He was neither arrogant nor dazzling and eye-catching. He just stood there calmly, as always.
He said calmly, "Okay."
The excitement below was even stronger. Ning Wuze was considered the best candidate in terms of character, strength, and morality. At this time, even those from the Red Shadow Sect had their eyes on Ning Wuze.
On the body, the attention is endless.
Ning Wuze has such a charm that can make people put aside their prejudices and be sincerely convinced.
"Huh." Ye Ning's face changed a little, and this demeanor made him feel a little bit embarrassed.
"Nine True Spirit Swords!"
Ye Ning let out a low sigh, feeling a little unable to calm down. As soon as he made a move, he took out his special skill, and his whole body was dressed in black and started to dance.
Immediately afterwards, the aura of his body soared to the extreme, and the essence of his body started to burn.
Like a fire phoenix, it began to burn violently.
Ye Ning raised his hands high, and a bright sword intent condensed in his hands.
"Sword Intent?" The Kunlun Sword Sect's pupils condensed again, is he a genius again?
At such a young age, he had already condensed his sword intention on his own? Moreover, he saw that this man's sword intention was extremely bright, and he looked panic-stricken, a bit like he was entering the palace.
In the void, the momentum soared and quickly reached its peak.
"The Nine True Spirit Swords, the first sword!"
Following this low shout, many people stepped aside, their faces changing color, and they struck Ning Wuze on the head with a sword.
Above the void, everyone retreated, running as far as they could for fear of being harmed.
The sword light flashed, and this sword had already struck Ning Wuze on the head.
Among the Nine True Spirit Swords, each sword is stronger than the other. This is one of Ye Ning's methods to win over others.
He used this method as soon as he came up. It can be seen that he wanted to decide the winner with Ning Wuze from the bottom of his heart.
Geniuses have the arrogance of geniuses, but he is angry with Ning Wuze and refuses to bow his head.
The sword rays fought fiercely, but unfortunately, Ning Wuze's eyes were still as indifferent and calm as before.
"Xiantian Fist." Ning Wuze punched out slowly. The movement of his hand was extremely slow, but it had a subtle rhythm, making people unable to take their eyes away from it.
This fist intention has been understood quite deeply.
With a bang, the fist intention collided with the Nine True Spirit Swords.
The sword struck down, and the fist was blasted away. The sword was shattered one by one, and it was impossible to resist.
Ye Ning didn't take it seriously when the sword was shattered, and continued to strike. The aura in his body soared again, and he struck out with the second sword.
"The second sword!"
A stronger sword intent came with anger.
Ning Wuze was still like that, his whole person was indifferent to the extreme. He didn't react at all to this. He raised a hand and blasted it out. The whole sword intention collapsed again.
"The third sword!"
Each sword intent is stronger than the last, and sooner or later Ning Wuze will be unable to withstand it.
But this time, Ye Ning tried his best, and kept moving his hands. After the sword was struck, not counting, the fourth sword, the fifth sword, and the sixth sword were also struck, four swords.
The intention came roaring across the sky.
Along with this whistling sword intent, everyone in the audience became excited, so strong!
Is this a collision between top talents?
Each of these people was breathing rapidly and couldn't look away.
Ning Wuze stood tall and motionless, his body like a big mountain. Chen Fan nodded frequently while watching, and the crowd secretly commented, "This Ning Wuze is good, he has great potential. It can be seen that after the battle with Mo Gouqing, he has another
Progress has been made.”
"If it happens again, I'm afraid Mo Gouqing will no longer be his opponent."
This is the scary thing about Ning Wuze. Every time he fails, he becomes stronger.
A punch was thrown out, majestic, the innate fist was dazzling, thick and solemn, blasting into the sky, with just one punch, everything was shattered, one sword, two swords, three swords...
When all four swords are broken, this punch is finally broken.
Ye Ning gasped for breath and her face turned a little pale.
How is it possible that the Four Swordsmen only achieved this little result?
Ye Ning was already shocked, but actually felt extremely sad. What should we do?
"The Seventh Sword!"
As soon as he gritted his teeth, Ye Ning took the risk, and his whole sword intention was sublimated. Then his momentum also soared a lot. The fire and phoenix set a prairie fire, condescending, and rushed towards him in anger, reaching a new height.
Ye Ning gritted his teeth, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
It can be seen that the price paid for this sword is not small!
"The seventh sword, come!"
Ye Ning was hysterical, roared angrily, and struck out hard with the sword in his hand. The power of this sword was still greater than the combined power of the previous four swords.
The power was so terrifying that even Ning Wuze was a little moved.
This man is definitely a formidable opponent who is not weaker than Mo Gouqing!
Ning Wuze was slightly moved. As his skills were running, a layer of pale white light emerged from his body, and a bell appeared in front of his body.
"Xiantian Bell!"
Ning Wuze made a low sound and evolved the Xiantian Bell to resist the Nine True Spirit Swords.
On the body, a pale white bell and tripod has emerged to resist the sword.
With a squeaking sound, the sword hit the Xiantian Bell!
With one strike of the sword, the entire Xiantian Bell trembled violently, and a suffocating aura emerged. The sword light flickered, filling the bell and tripod.
With a click, a crack was opened on this innate bell!
The seventh sword slowly dissipated.
"The eighth sword!"
Ye Ning was bleeding, her eyes were red, and regardless of everything, she started to attack Ning Wuze, sacrificing all her true energy, using the blood in her body as a sacrifice, and struck the sword again.
The eighth sword!
Above the sky, true energy boiled and spread in all directions. Under this sword intention, everything trembled.
This sword is too strong!
"It's so scary. The power of this sword has reached the peak of holding pills, right?"
"If it were Ning Wuze, I'm afraid no one in the world can stop him!"
"..."
Chen Fan's pupils narrowed slightly, yes, the power of this sword has indeed reached its peak, the Shenglong Fist with Yue Mo Gou Qing.
If it were Ning Wuze from before, he would definitely not be able to take it!
Ye Ning vomited blood, but still did not relax his hand. He struck Ning Wuze with a heavy sword. The sword light roared like a shooting star shining in the sky, and fell towards Ning Wuze!