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Chapter 82 The strong, trample the rules(1/2)

"Swallow."

Zhou Wenhao slashed with a sword, and the blood-drinking knife cut through the air, like a blood-colored man, extremely fierce.

He was about ten feet away from Ning Jiang, but he kicked his feet on the lake surface, followed the knife, bounced his body, and drove his body like a sword left.

The sword arrives.

He showed no mercy as soon as he made a move. He looked at Ning Jiang's waist like thunder, and wanted to divide him into two pieces.

"clang!"

Ningjiang's Wind Chasing Sword seemed to have predicted the future, and had already blocked there. The swords and swords collided and Mars ejected, blocking the powerful and powerful sword.

Zhou Wenhao's expression remained motionless. If Ning Jiang could not even take a single knife from him, he would not be worthy of being the Young Sword Sect.

"The sword, the courage of all soldiers, is unparalleled and unstoppable."

Zhou Wenhao held the knife in his right hand, pulled open his arms, expanded his lungs, took a deep breath, and the knife covered Ning Jiang's head with continuous slashes, and the knife was fierce.

In an instant, the air there exploded.

His sword was continuous, as if a big wave was coming, almost interrupting one's breath.

"Sword, the king of all soldiers, both offensive and defensive, I am invincible."

Ning Jiang had a sword in his hand, and his heart was as calm as a lake. Facing Zhou Wenhao's storm-like offensive, he was like a reef at the bottom of the sea. No matter how fierce you were, I remained unmoved.

Draw a sword.

The sky is full of sword energy, with stars, light and shiny, wandering endlessly.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding Ding!"

Swords and swords collided and fiercely fought.

With them as the center, the originally calm lake surface seemed to have been thrown into a huge rock, ripples more than half a meter high, spreading continuously towards the surroundings.

"Sword and sword, I wonder who can be stronger?"

The minds of countless warriors around him were shocked.

Swords and swords have always been controversial among the warriors in the world.

Some people say that the sword is stronger, the strength is greater and the power is heavy, and the power is heavy, and the force is strong; some people say that the sword is stronger, and the sharpness is revealed, and the direction is arrogant.

In this world, warriors who practice swords and swords have always remained high.

The strength of swords and swords is an eternal topic.

Zhou Wenhao and Ning Jiang, with one sword and one sword, seemed to be enemies of fate.

"Miss, who do you think is stronger in swords or swords?"

In the pavilion, Qiuyue couldn't help asking when she heard the discussions around her.

The moon is charming but not evil, and the beauty is in trouble. The sound makes people feel weak: "Don't look at weapons, you have to look at people. Weapons are controlled by people. Whoever is stronger and weak depends on people after all."

The truth is very simple, Qiuyue can understand it.

She stopped talking, opened her eyes wide and watched the battle on Xingyue Lake.

Everyone was watching.

The blood-drinking knife turned into blood-colored pieces and slashed down fiercely.

Generally speaking, swords go blue, swords go black.

It means that the sword is mainly light and flexible, while the sword is already fierce and violent to win.

The sword technique should be fierce and fierce.

The knife itself has a wide face and a thick back. When fighting, it can be chopped and cut hard, and blocked the hard frame. Where the knife peak passes, it is like rolling melons and cutting vegetables, and it is unstoppable.

Zhou Wenhao's current sword technique fully demonstrates the characteristics of the sword. The sword is as fierce as thunder, but no matter how he attacks, he cannot attack at all.

Seeing this, Zhou Wenhao's sword momentum changed, sweeping, chopping, slashing, slashing, slashing, slashing, slashing, and slashing.

These are the eight methods in the sword.

Among sword cultivators, there is the realm of controlling swords with their bodies, while Zhou Wenhao controls swords with his bodies and is also a master of swordsmanship.

But Ning Jiang is the master.

The Young Sword Sect who controls the sword with his heart!

His steps did not move at all, and the sword was whirling in his hands. Each sword was so amazing that it turned into magic. Zhou Wenhao made several swords in a row, but he could force Zhou Wenhao back with just one sword.

After dozens of moves.

Zhou Wenhao retreated with a serious expression.

A strand of hair fell, there was a wound on his left face, a broken clothes on his chest, and nine injuries on his left leg, right shoulder, and other parts.

"Young Sword Sect, worthy of its reputation!"

Luo Haisong's eyes bloomed with sharp edges, and she was extremely amazed.

And the entire Xingyue Lake was even more silent.

Many people in the Young Sword Sect were unwilling to believe it, thinking that it was spreading rumors and exaggerating Ningjiang.

But at this moment, everyone knew clearly that Ning Jiang was a sword sect, a veritable sword sect!

"It is worthy of controlling swords with your heart, only comparing weapons. I am indeed no match for you." Zhou Wenhao held a long sword in his hand, and his fighting spirit was not setback.

A person like him has a firm heart and a rock. If a small victory or defeat makes him feel disheartened, then he will not be able to achieve what he has today.

"There is no superiority or inferiority in swords, but there is no superiority or inferiority in swords."

Ningjiang's tone was cold and he had never moved from beginning to end.

His words also pointed out that it is meaningless to argue about who is stronger than the sword.

What is strong is not weapons, but people.

"I am indeed inferior to you than weapons, but there is another important thing for warriors, which is their cultivation level!"

Zhou Wenhao stepped on his foot and the lake surface suddenly shook. From his body, a powerful aura burst out without reservation.

"Mid-stage innate!"

The people around were moved.

Zhou Wenhao was still in the early stage of his innate state last year, but now he is in the middle stage. Such cultivation has increased his strength by several times.

A warrior in the middle stage of the innate stage can easily defeat the warrior in the early stage.

"It will take at least several years for ordinary warriors to go from the early stage to the middle stage of the innate stage. It seems that Zhou Wenhao should have had any adventures."

"Now Zhou Wenhao's strength is afraid that it can threaten Xue Wuhen." A scream of exclamation came from all around him.

Most of the dozen heroes looked heavy, and even Xue Wuhen had a hint of solemnity on his face.

"Xue Wuhen, Zhou Wenhao now, if you face it, how likely will he win?"

Xue Wuhen was silent for a moment and said confidently: "I am six, he is four."

As he spoke, a trace of breath appeared on his body.

The other dozen heroes couldn't help but look dark.

Xue Wuhen actually entered the middle stage of the innate stage!

"So, what do you think of Zhou Wenhao and Ning Jiang?"

"If Zhou Wenhao was in the early stage of the innate stage, perhaps this son might have some chance of winning, but now, the defeat has been decided." Xue Wuhen said decisively.

"Liu Xianyu, do you still believe that this boy can win now?" Wang Ziming said coldly.

Liu Xianyu looked cold and said disdainfully: "It seems unrealistic to you that the acquired realm defeats the innate realm, so you are just mortals and mediocre people, and Mr. Ning is a god and a celestial being. How can you understand?"

"Haha, when he loses, it depends on what else you can say." Wang Ziming snorted coldly.

On the Moon Lake.

When Zhou Wenhao showed his mid-stage cultivation, his eyes were full of confidence. A huge aura rose into the sky, which made people breathless.

"I have noticed just now that you are still in the acquired realm of cultivation. If you have not broken through to the innate realm, you are no match for me." Zhou Wenhao was confident.

"Yes, I'm at the peak of acquired realm now, but who said that the acquired realm cannot kill the innate realm?" Ning Jiang said lightly.

He was originally in the middle stage of the acquired, but after taking the lotus seeds of the Demon Swallowing Demon Lotus in the Demon Fog Mountains, he had reached the peak after five days of practice.

Unfortunately, he did not break through to the innate world.

The innate realm transforms three water vortexes in his body into Yuan Mansion, but because the energy he practiced the Demon Swallowing Art required too much, the lotus seeds were not enough.

"Is that so? Then you can try to pick me up!"

Zhou Wenhao was about ten feet away from Ningjiang and slashed with a sudden sword. In an instant, a sword light burst out, crossing a distance of more than ten feet.

The reason why a strong person in the innate realm is the power of the innate qi.

The innate qi can be released a hundred feet away, and a hundred feet away can kill people.
To be continued...
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