Lin Yujing hated him so much that he was so angry that he was not interested in telling him any rules or martial ethics. He was in mid-air and pulled out his long sword with a "clang" sound and slashed at him wildly.
He could see that under the instigation of this young man, the powerful men of the fifth-level Saint Transformation were already ready to move. Therefore, this sword made him even more determined to establish his authority.
While the sword light was slashed out, the holy pattern in the palm of the palm was also activated to the extreme. The power of this sword was a little stronger than the previous one that severely damaged Feng Qirui.
The sword force spread and murderous aura soared into the sky, and even the clouds that were surging in the sky stopped.
"Be careful!" Although everyone felt that Ning Yuer was a little shady, when they saw Lin Yujing's sword power and felt the murderous aura, everyone couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"Oh, I didn't want to do it so early. If you insist on forcing me, I can't do anything." Ning Yu'er sighed helplessly at this time, and her long sword snatched out of the sheath.
The sword is like snow, and the man is like jade!
In an instant, Ning Yu'er's temperament changed drastically. The sword light scattered like light snow dancing, the white clothes stepped forward with the wind, and the Lingbo's slight steps were like a legendary fairy descending to earth... Oh no, it's an immortal, not a fairy
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The sound of the sword roars, and the sound of the immortal music is even more like the sound of the sound of the immortals.
"Xiaoyao Divine Sword!" A scream of exclamation sounded in the crowd at the same time.
The ancient sword body is clear and flowing, like a cold pond, but it is so beautiful and mysterious, so light and elegant.
The beautiful sword patterns are as smooth as nature, forming two small characters in ancient seal script: Xiaoyao.
This is the sword that Xiaoyao Heavenly King once wore on his body, a peerless magic sword that was once famous in heaven!
It turned out that this guy was a descendant of the King of Xiaoyao. No wonder Pang Shidao was so polite to him. Gu Fenghua also suddenly realized.
After thinking about it carefully, she secretly patted her forehead: Actually, she should have thought of it long ago. Ning Yu'er's surname is Ning. According to the "Tianlu", the name of Xiaoyao Heaven is Ning Qingsi. Who else can besides him?
Can you get in love with the Spirit Holy Heavenly King Pang Shidao?
While everyone exclaimed, Lin Yujing's face changed drastically. Seeing the Xiaoyao Divine Sword, even Gu Fenghua, who had just arrived in Wushangtian, could guess Ning Yuer's life experience. If he could not have imagined it,
Then it would be a miracle that he could live to this day.
He wanted to stop, but just now he hated Ning Yu'er to the core. He tried his best to use this sword, and even the holy patterns in his palm were stimulated to the extreme. How could he stop?
Although he tried his best to retract the holy energy by forcibly retracting his holy energy, the sword still slashed at Ning Yu'er with the momentum of thunder. In an instant, Lin Yujing was so scared that his face turned pale by his sword.
However, his concerns were obviously redundant.
Just as Ning Yu'er set out his sword, five holy rainbows appeared between his eyebrows. It turned out that his cultivation level was actually the fifth grade of the Saint Transformation, one level higher than Lin Yujing.
More importantly, as the divine sword light bloomed in his hand, the holy pattern in Lin Yu's sword was dimly visible, as if it was sealed, without any power.
The light and elegant sword light pierced straight into the thunderous sword light. In just a moment, the mighty sword light shattered like a soap bubble, turning into thousands of streams of light and disappearing between heaven and earth.
The sword force did not diminish and pierced directly through the tempered armor of Lin Yujing's body and pierced his chest.
The blood arrow flew, Lin Yujing let out a muffled groan and fell from mid-air, and the holy rainbow between his eyebrows also became chaotic.
Obviously, Ning Yuer still showed mercy. This sword avoided the vital points of his heart, but if he was injured like this, his ending would probably not be much better than Feng Qirui.
Ning Yu'er then floated down and stood on the mound where Lin Yujing was before. The breeze swept across, blowing up the white sword robe, making her look even more beautiful as jade.