There was no mysterious change in Ye Ning's swords, just a simple word "fast", but when the word "fast" is so fast that it exceeds Xiang Batian's nerve reaction speed, it has great power.

The famous sword that has been buried for a hundred years has been unsheathed, and it is the first time that it sacrifices the sword with the lives of others, making this sword better than the previous sword!

Fang Jianding thought he could block Ye Ning's sword because his two maces had already blocked Zhang Wu's sword. As long as he could block it for a while, Cao Yinglong's spear and the dry Chen Fu would definitely fall on Ye Ning's body...

With such a front and back attack, the assassin who killed Xiang Batian was an iron man and would definitely die at this moment!

It’s just the light of fireflies, how could you know the bright moon shining?

Ye Ning's sword, which was already as fast as Feng Lei, turned slightly at this time, but its speed was even better, so fast that even Fang Jianding's naked eyes could not capture it!

In his vision, the long sword was almost blocked by his mace, but the next moment, another figure was holding the long sword and appeared directly in front of his face!

Before the sword arrived, an invincible Gengjin sword energy sucked and spread from the tip of the sword, pierced through the air, and passed through his face. The extremely sharp sword energy shot out instantly, cutting into the protective energy he induced, and nailing it into the three inches of his eyebrows!

Fang saw Ding widen his eyes and felt that the Lingtai was cold, so he fell weakly along two maces weighing more than 100 kilograms to the ground, unable to move any more.

"Clang clang..."

The previously invincible Zhang Wu Sword was now unharmed when the sword tip hit the mace from the tip of the sword, and it was not damaged at all. It was accompanied by the fine metal collision sound. The long sword suddenly turned from hard to soft, and turned into a bow...

When the sword body collapsed to the point of breaking, Ye Ning, who had been rushing forward, suddenly bounced back, and the long sword bounced up like lightning. The light and weak Su Qin-backed sword was crossed to the edge of the spear.

Cao Yinglong's eyes flashed with ecstasy. The opponent's strength was definitely far above him, but at this moment, he finally revealed his flaws!

Just as he was about to activate his true energy in his body, a Maodang opened the martial sword, killing people and drinking blood like in the past, he suddenly couldn't help but change his face. He was shocked in his heart and vaguely remembered someone...

It turned out that when the Zhenwu sword was placed on his spear, the endless deep purple innate purple aura turned into a whirlpool with the operation of the sword. After Cao Yinglong's spear fell into it, it not only felt soft and no force on the up and down.

Even under the traction of the vortex, he involuntarily spear headed towards the Chenfu rack that Mao Ji hit, and held the attack for Ye Ning!

"Bang!"

Mao Ji's expression changed wildly. He was just pretending rather than trying his best to attack. At this moment, he unexpectedly received a full-strength attack from Cao Yinglong, and immediately the dust in his hand was knocked away.

His tall and thin body trembled violently, and blood was already visible at the tiger's mouth. A gloomy and vicious spear stretched upward from his palms, piercing into the meridians, and flowing over the internal organs, making his face blue and white, making it extremely sad.

If it weren't for the fact that most of the true qi in the body was left in the body to prevent accidents, at this moment, under the true qi that had pierced into the palms and internal organs of his boss like steel needles, he would vomit blood from his mouth, and he could not move for a moment, so he could only surrender!

"No, immortal, seal, seal method?"

At this moment, feeling a familiar violent energy that was pouring into his body. Cao Yinglong's fearful words were trembling and spitting out of his mouth.

These four Ans seemed to have endless majesty and magical power, which scared the fierce and famous bandit so much that they were weak and could not even connect their true energy. Ye Ning could not help but lead his previous spear directly to Mao Ji without any effort!

I heard the four words "Immortal Seal Method" in my ears. I killed several people again, but the frost white sword, which was not stained with blood, shook at the moment at a very fast speed, turning into a white-scaled python, swallowing and spitting out the spear, and vaguely slight cold light that was about to stab him...

A look of fear flashed in Mao's eyes, and he screamed without hesitation: "Silly, why don't you come up and kill him together!"

The two sides were just because Xiang Batian. Fang saw the silent death of Ding and the stunned thieves finally woke up like a dream. They waved their weapons one by one to attack Ye Ning, shouting loudly, and then soared into the sky again.

However, at this moment, a blue and red color flashed across the dry face. The true energy that had been dispersed by Cao Yinglong's spear was now easily suppressed by his own boss's methods, regardless of the consequences, and the true energy gathered in his body and his feet.

At that moment, a mouthful of blood mist spurted out from his mouth, as if someone was pushing him behind him. In an instant, it turned into a meteor and fled ten feet away. It turned around and surpassed the guards on the periphery and fled to the top of the nearby house.

Ye Ning's eyes narrowed, and the white-scale giant snake that swept away Cao Yinglong's spear was like looking for prey, shaking its scales quickly and making a clanging sound.

"Swish!"

The fine and continuous sword energy shot out from the white-scaled giant python, and it was extremely sharp and slid across the air indestructible, rippling around like mercury that was pouring out of the ground.

Before those guards who were trying to pounce on Ye Ning had pounced on him, they were invaded by cold sword energy, either so shocked that they vomited blood and threw it away, or died on the spot!

At the same time, Ye Ning tapped the bloody earth with his toes. A ball of purple aura wrapped in black and red sand, spinning out of his control like a spiritual creature, silently passing by many bandits, chasing Mao Ji like a person!

In normal circumstances, even though the ball of sand was swept by the innate purple air and rotated, without causing a strange sound of wind, a master who was as dry as possible would definitely feel it.

But now he used the magical blood escape technique like a dog who was stranded, to escape to the death. He was injured by Cao Yinglong's spear before. At this moment, the cold spear power was still running around in his body, making his reaction far less sensitive than usual.

If Cao Yinglong could give him a prompt advice, he should have avoided the murderous disaster in time.

But Cao Yinglong just recalled the Immortal Seal Technique and Shi Zhixuan because of Ye Ning's sword. He was in a state of fear and fear, and he hated him for running away without hesitation. How could he save him?

In an instant, the ball of sand flew over the crowd like an arrow, quickly caught up with the hair that jumped down from the roof, broke away its body-protecting true energy, and penetrated into the back.

As the screams of wildness, Mao Ji fell forward, and the blood and earth swirled and decomposed from his body and spread out. Grains of sand burst out from his body, sank into nearby houses or thieves' bodies. The scene was extremely strange.

...

"kill!"

Under the oppression of living and obsession with one's own obsession, Cao Yinglong finally woke up from the nightmare and roared wildly!

He quickly drove away Mao Ji's already scarce true energy, and he raised his courage for himself. He realized that Ye Ning first killed many guards with his sword energy, and then defeated Mao Ji with his innate purple energy wrapped in a ball of sand and soil.

At this moment, the young boy in front of me who has not yet been crowned, no matter how powerful it is, it is... the man who trained him himself...

But after many killings, even though he was not exhausted and exhausted his true energy, the breath of true energy that had just been used to activate the sword energy and kill Mao Ji would definitely not be able to recover immediately...

And this is the only chance for me!

Isn't it easy for Cao Yinglong to rage all over the south of the Yangtze River? Even though he lost the opportunity because of his fear and shadow of Shi Zhixuan, he still grasped the important node that concerns his life.

At that moment, he took out his skills to put the bottom of the box, and the deep internal force accumulated over decades was spitting out wildly, like a tide of rivers and seas. He moved faster and faster, and invisible energy rushed out, causing his clothes to flutter. Blue and black true energy emerged from the fine steel spear weighing forty or fifty kilograms.

Cao Yinglong's man and spear were united, pounced towards Ye Ning like a wolf and a tiger, turning into a spear shadow, following the trajectory of the fall of the meteor and breaking through the sky, bent towards Ye Ning, with a sharp momentum!

This attack is his peak attack, and he has already entered the house above the spear technique. Even Ye Ning cannot be underestimated!

He had thought to himself before that as long as he made a desperate blow, he could slightly repel the true disciple of the Evil King who had passed the Immortal Seal Technique. He immediately commanded his bandits to surround him, and then turned his back and fled...

But at this moment, after the spear was stabbed out, everything was forgotten by him. In front of him, in his hands, and in his heart, there was only that invincible spear left!

The steel spear seemed to be teleporting, and the bandits watching could not even react. They saw Cao Yinglong's spear crossing more than a meter away, and with a roll of thunder, piercing Ye Ning's chest!

...

Although Cao Yinglong’s previous vision was beautiful, the actual situation was completely opposite to that - because he far underestimated Ye Ning’s cultivation and recovery speed!

The snow-white long sword was now slashed in front of Cao Yinglong's spear, and a round and unexposed Tai Chi sword circle slowly formed like flowing clouds and water.

Ye Ning's sword had no fireworks at all, just like a five or six-year-old child waving the toy sword in his hand, simple, simple, simple, natural and comfortable.

In the eyes of the escort bandits outside the world who were killed and retreated, such a simple move, let alone the boss, could find a flaw even if they were the boss, and one shot through the head of the Taoist who was pretending to be a god!

However, Cao Yinglong, who was regarded as the strongest demon god by them, was so sad that he wanted to vomit blood, because no matter how he wanted to change his marksmanship, the simple sword circle was like covering the world, encompassing all his changes in the sword circle...

It was as if he took the initiative to come to the door. Not only did he not escape, but he also took the initiative to hand over his spear into the sword circle! The feeling of being full of energy but being manipulated in his palm made him unable to help but go crazy!

"when!"

The original large sword circle slowly contracted at this moment, making the space seem to gradually stir up. Cao Yinglong had a chance to pull out his spear, but at this moment, he remained motionless as if he had lost his soul.

It turned out that the sword energy in the sword circle was like the tide of Qiantang, locking Cao Yinglong's spear tightly, constantly erasing Cao Yinglong's true energy rushing into it!

"Shit..."

A sharp and harsh metal friction suddenly sounded, and the next moment, a spear made of fine steel flew out of the sword circle, when it shot into a camphor tree not far away and touched the bark—

The heavy and strong spear, which was originally silently decomposed into a ball of metal dust, shot into the camphor tree!

Cao Yinglongwu stood still, but after a moment, he spewed out a mouthful of blood, his face turned white like gold paper, and he held a long steel stick in his hand, and staggered back.

Swish!

A long sword with a light purple glow fell on his neck like a heavenly thing. Ye Ning clearly did not use any force, and he was not ready to kill him immediately...

But Cao Yinglong was stiff all over and couldn't help but feel naked and standing in the snow!
Chapter completed!