Among the fallen sword flowers all over the sky, Jiang Wang finally met Ning Shuangrong face to face.
Even though he was completely immersed in the world of swordsmanship, he had to admit that the smile in front of him was really beautiful.
A smile overflowed in her eyes, flowing on the corners of her lips and eyebrows.
She was sincerely happy to be an old friend she had never met before, and to be a close friend in the world of swordsmanship.
Of course you will feel the brightness in this smile, and of course you will be moved by this natural sword.
The gorge wind trembled in Ning Shuangrong's hair. At this moment, her flying green hair, fluttering clothes, and every detail seemed to be explaining the mystery of the sword.
And the Qiushui Sword is in this mysterious world of swordsmanship. Among countless possibilities, the beautiful peaks stand out and you can look to the west.
This way, you can go up to the west building alone!
The mountains in the world are as steep and dangerous as the human heart.
Regrets from many years ago are always hard to look back on.
Grief after many years always comes suddenly, flying out of the sky, unnoticed by others.
This sword was too dangerous, too strange, and too sudden.
Jiang Wang has fought countless battles and fought on many battlefields. From nameless bandits to powerful princes, he has faced countless opponents, but he has never seen a sword like this.
It was clearly within the scope of the gaze, but it escaped from the gaze.
It should be coming towards the throat, but its position is misaligned by a centimeter.
There are thirty-six vital points all over the body, but there is cold everywhere!
If I have to talk about it, this move is somewhat similar to Yi Shengfeng's sword that escapes from the senses.
But Yi Shengfeng's sword escaped the five senses, but Ning Shuangrong's sword seemed to be in the heart first. The sword had entered the heart and then appeared outside.
Both body and soul are harmed, and lovers are heartbroken!
When this sword thrust out, there was something like the death of the body and soul in the Seven Styles of Fighting. Ning Shuangrong's swordsmanship was truly unparalleled in the world.
Jiang Wang had immortality in his heart and his body was like glass, so he was not afraid of such a sword style. But at this moment, he stopped using his magical power and banned other methods, but he was suddenly in danger.
The sword flower has not withered yet, but the scars on his heart have begun to show, and all the vital points in his body are pointed by the sword's edge.
At such a moment, he swayed, raising his head like a dragon, and terrifying pressure filled the surroundings! The majestic sword power condensed into a peak that supported the sky. This was the sword of extreme power.
This tip-top-turning sword cut out of the top, but it didn't topple over.
Jiang Wang himself flew into the sky with his majestic sword, smashing a few scattered sword flowers, and reached a peak to hold up the sky, thus getting rid of the shadow of Ning Shuangrong's solo climb to the west tower.
Excellent response!
Unless you are a supreme fighting genius, you would not be able to respond with such a natural response.
Ning Shuangrong used the sword style for a long time, but it was in vain, but she was not frustrated. Instead, she felt pleasantly surprised, and a very beautiful inspiration was born from this.
It takes such an opponent that is hard to find in the world to collide with the brilliance of swordsmanship that is hard to find in the world.
One sword failed, and another was raised.
Silently, I went up to the west building alone and saw nothing.
The scenery is empty, and the heart is also empty.
Her cunning and strange sword was raised suddenly!
The tip of the sword is raised like an eaves.
Then the whole sword soared into the air like a spiritual snake.
People soar to the sky with their swords.
The power of the sword was raised like a sapling. Thousands of years of time suddenly passed, and for a while, a giant tree towered into the sky!
Ning Shuangrong's sword and Jiang Wang's sword soared into the sky at the same time.
But her sword does not appear majestic, but has a vague sadness that leaves people with nowhere to hide.
This style, Lonely Wutong!
Jiang Wang's pinnacle sword holds up the sky and the earth, while Ning Shuangrong's lonely phoenix tree is like a gangrene attached to the bone, following it like a shadow.
The sword force twists the sword force, the sword light hits the sword light, the sword edge chases the sword edge!
She and Jiang Wang fought over every definition of the sword.
Unless you have unparalleled confidence in the way of the sword, it would be impossible to develop such a sword style.
The men in blue and green robes were killed in one place, with sword light all over their bodies like a waterfall.
They fought higher and higher, and they almost rushed out of Wenjian Gorge.
The shadow of the sycamore trees shrouds the small courtyard, making people feel particularly lonely.
But what makes people lonely, was it the shadow of the sycamore tree, or was it the full moon on the west tower?
It’s what you want in your heart!
Ning Shuangrong's sword is like a suffocating net. It is silent and has no way out.
"People" cannot escape loneliness.
A lonely sycamore, in this specific situation, suppressed all possibilities of the herringbone sword.
Can't come, can't go, can't stop.
At this moment Jiang Wang felt constrained, even painful.
He used the killing style as his escape style, and he was like an antelope hanging his horns, with no trace to be found. But Ning Shuangrong's connection was a unique genius, indescribable. It made him rise to the top with his sword, but fell into the dust net.
His mind and body were indeed affected by this sword style, and he once again realized Ning Shuangrong's unique swordsmanship talent.
Countless techniques flash past in my mind, but it's just swordsmanship. How many possibilities are there?
Bang bang bang!
The heart beats violently.
Painful throbbing.
This is the moment of inspiration!
In that ancient star dome, there was a red seven-story small building with four corners and cornices, and a majestic seven-story purple building. At this time, they moved slightly at the same time.
In the distant starry world, a kind of resonance occurred.
Jiang Wang's heart suddenly stopped.
In Ning Shuangrong's vision, hearing, smell, and taste, that world-famous Sauvignon Blanc disappeared!
And at the same time.
She felt extreme fear, a kind of imminent crisis!
The sword of Lonely Wutong is like a curling cloud, and the shadow of the sword in the sky disappears in an instant.
She had to withdraw her sword and retreat first.
What Jiang Wang used at this moment was Yi Shengfeng's sword that escaped his senses!
His Greedy Wolf Star Tower and Pojun Star Tower have absorbed Yi Shengfeng's Tongyu Star Tower for their own use. However, it seems that they have no other effect except to strengthen the Star Tower itself.
Today may be an accident.
In his daily practice, he deepened his path and carved the star tower, and he was inspired by the battle with Ning Shuangrong just now.
This sword that Jiang Wang tried to imitate several times but failed to reappear in Wenjian Gorge!
Compared with Yi Shengfeng's original sword, this sword failed to eliminate the enemy's alertness. However, in the hands of Jiang Wang, who has become a god, it also jumped out of the enemy's spiritual consciousness. It is the real way to kill the enemy.
An unconscious sword strike.
It's hard to open my eyes in the long moonless night, and I don't know where life and death will come from!
The sword of autumn water rises again after passing by, rises and falls again.
Ning Shuangrong's figure fell rapidly. She couldn't see Jiang Wang's sword, but she knew that the sword was chasing her.
It has form and substance, but no trace.
At this moment, her eyes looked complicated and unspeakable.
Her Qiu Shui Sword also became very complicated.
Wearing green clothes, she floated in the air lightly, like a green leaf that should not fall. But her Autumn Water Sword seemed to have its own spiritual sense, flying around her.
But I saw the shadow of the sword, the sharp edge of the sword, and the brilliant light of the sword.
Her sword power, sword intention, and sword energy instantly weaved a huge cage, trapping everything in the world.
Happy meeting Qianqiu Suo!
Lock the bright moon and prevent the world from missing lovesickness.
Lock it up for eternity, so that there will be no sorrow of separation.
clang!
The Qiu Shui Sword struck Sauvignon Blanc.
The blades of the swords crossed each other, creating a long dazzling spark.
A pool of autumn water opens up to the bright moon.
She used this sword to slash out Jiang Wangdu's sword that was beyond her senses!
Jiang Wang was slashed back to the sky with his sword!
Jiang Wang, who was flying high in the sky, shrank into a ball and his sword became rounded.
The sword frame has not been scattered, but the sword power is still there.
If he had more faith in the power of the sword that escaped his senses, he would have been defeated at this moment.
It was precisely because he always had enough energy that he could escape briefly from Ning Shuangrong's eternal lock.
Everyone had their own plans behind this brief mismatch.
Ning Shuangrong had fought against Yi Shengfeng before, and she had already thought about how to deal with Yi Shengfeng's sword. Although she was surprised that Jiang Wang could repeat the attack, she planned to take advantage of the situation and end the victory with this sword. And Jiang
Wang knew that Ning Shuangrong had fought against Yi Shengfeng, so he had reservations about this sword.
At this moment, Jiang Wang's body flew upside down.
Ning Shuangrong has jumped up with the momentum of Qianqiu Suo, unwilling to let go of the rare advantage.
Suddenly the starlight was like a waterfall, covering the entire Wenjian Gorge.
Four bright and powerful stars illuminate the sky here.
The star road turned around and ran through Beidou for a while.
Jiang Wang's huddled figure suddenly opened up, like a bow with a fully stretched and loose string. At this critical moment, he moved the Road Killing Sword, but the Beidou Zhaojian Pavilion!
Ning Shuangrong sighed softly, and with just a turn of her bright wrist, the Qiu Shui Sword flew away from her hand and returned to its sheath.
"Marquis Wu'an is more than capable, Ning admits his defeat!"
The boundless sword power and sword intent are all dispersed.
She fell gracefully amid the scattered sword energy.
The Qiushui Sword trembled unwillingly on the cliff for a few times, and then flew back to her hand with the sword and sheath attached.
The similarity between Ning Shuangrong and Dou Zhao is that they both have an insight into Jiang Wang's ability to capture knowledge, and they also choose to use novelty and strangeness to suppress Jiang Wang's awareness and eliminate Jiang Wang's coping advantage in battle.
Dou Zhao kept changing his sword skills during the battle, and Ning Shuangrong also used one set of sword skills after another.
But she is different from Dou Zhao.
Douzhao's Seven Fighting Styles are the number one killing technique in this world, and he doesn't worry much about being targeted. Douzhao saves them for the critical moment, just because he doesn't want to give Jiang Wang more opportunities to adapt, and more importantly, he wants to do it neatly.
Defeat. Most of the times he and Jiang Wang clashed, he was not the strongest.
And Ning Shuangrong has been showing her strongest form. Apart from these sets of swordsmanship, she has no other choice.
Only weaker, not stronger.
So if Xiang Jian Huan failed to defeat Jiang Wang with her unique sword skills, she had already lost.
The final pursuit through the air was just the last unwilling attempt. When Jiang Wang's road-killing sword lit up, she had no chance anymore and had to sheath it and admit defeat.
Ning Shuangrong sheathed her sword neatly,
When Jiang Wang returned to her sheath, the clouds were light and the wind was light. With a touch of her hand, she wiped away the starlight all over the sky and the single illumination of the Beidou.
Stepping on the blue clouds, he walked back to the ground and cupped his hands to Ning Shuangrong: "Jiange is worthy of being the best swordsman in ancient and modern times, and fellow Daoist Ning is also worthy of being unparalleled in swordsmanship. In this battle, Jiang gained a lot!"
Of course, this time neither of them used magical powers, Taoist magic, or spiritual realm. In these three aspects, he indeed had an absolute advantage.
But just in terms of sword fighting, this time he did not overwhelm Ning Shuangrong in terms of fighting spirit and fighting spirit. In the end, he moved the road-killing sword with the intention of defeating him with force.
Ning Shuangrong said that he lost by more than one margin, but he was embarrassed to admit it.
This sword fight can be regarded as a wonderful battle from all aspects.
Especially for both warring parties.
They are close friends who have fought against each other many times in the illusion of Taixu, and they are the opponents who have discussed swords with each other the most. Although they are acquainted with each other in reality, they have known each other for a long time and can be regarded as good friends.
Of course, today we have different attributes, and we have to use swords to fight against each other.
But from a personal perspective, neither of them has any ill intentions.
Jiang Wang's first sword was drawn by Shuangxueming, expressing his pure heart in holding the sword, and asked Ning Shuangrong to be clear.
Ning Shuangrong's last response was to see each other happily. A swordsman meets a swordsman, and a hero cherishes a hero. Swordsman Ning and Dugu Wudi are also happy to meet each other.
It can be described as hearty and refreshing, with no regrets.
It was only at this moment that Chu Yao urged the white ox and rushed the cart forward. His slender eyes showed intelligence and he said earnestly: "Master, sister fairy, get on the cart and sit down. I will drive the cart for you!"
Ning Shuangrong smiled: "Master You and I are of the same generation. If you call me sister, doesn't it mean you are calling me a generation younger?"
"Then...Master's wife!" Chu Yaoshi shouted in shock.
Benedict!
Jiang Wang's brain collapsed and he was knocked on the spot, holding his head and shutting up.
Chu Yao pursed his lips in grievance, crying in pain.
He didn't have any other thoughts, he simply thought that this sister was so beautiful and thought how great it would be if he saw her every day. And only such a beautiful woman could be worthy of his master.
Now that I have learned my lesson, I thought bitterly in my heart, if you don’t pay attention to such a beautiful woman, I will ask you to find a wife like a pig mother-in-law in the future!
He was a good pig feeder in Wayao Town. His waist and chest were as thick as his waist. He could roar from the east end of the town to the west end of the town. His skin was dark, a few shades darker than his Chu Yao.
With such ferocious fantasies, the pain on my forehead also eased a lot, and I couldn't help but giggle.
Ning Shuangrong saw the little boy crying and laughing, and looking like he was not thinking very well, so she didn't pay too much attention to his unintentional words. She only made a gesture of invitation sideways and said to the master and apprentice: "Please
Come with me."
Jiang Wang pressed his sword and walked side by side with Ning Shuangrong. Bainiu pulled the cart obediently and followed behind them.
The long Wenjian Gorge gradually reached its destination as the daylight shifted.
This is probably the end of the entire Wenjian Gorge.
At the high points of the cliffs on both sides, strong fortresses were built through digging through the mountains. Needless to say, how solid the materials are, how powerful the formations are, and how ingenious the structures are.
It is worth mentioning that both forts have names.
The northwest side is called "Zangfeng" and the southeast side is called "Wangji".
In both fortresses, it was obvious that there were strong men stationed there. The Zangfeng Fort was completely silent, while the sword energy in the Wangji Fort was soaring into the sky.
Looking up, from southeast to northwest, there is only a plank road connecting the two fortresses.
This is also the only plank road in Wenjian Gorge.
It lies across here, as if together with the cliffs on both sides, it forms a natural portal.
"It's called Tianmen Plank Road." Ning Shuangrong introduced: "Since ancient times, this has been the only way to visit Jiange."
Chu Yao raised his head hard, looked left and right, and said with a slumped face: "Then how will Bainiu and I get up?"
Of course he wanted his master to carry him and fly up, but the white bull was so big that it would be difficult for this fairy sister to carry it, right?
Ning Shuangrong smiled: "The car can be unloaded here temporarily and no one will touch it. As for you and Bainiu... you can walk up there by yourself."
She used her index and middle fingers as swords, and with just a slight twist, she pointed them into the air.
Suddenly there was a sharp roar.
A long sword flew across the sky, almost covering the sight for a while.
In the dazzling flight, there is a wonderful order. Finally, they are neatly arranged into a staircase made of swords under the Tianmen Plank Road!
…
Chu Yao arrived at Wenjianxia when he was nine years old.
The immortal pointed the sword as a step to ascend the sword pavilion.
