The cultivation level of the eighth-stage king is the most powerful blow in his life, a blow that can fight all his energy, and the sword move is the most powerful sword move of the white-clothed killing saint who can destroy the world.
The sword light instantly enveloped Yang Ningfeng.
This attack was as strong as Chu Han's eyes twitched and his face trembled. It was so terrifying. This attack was so terrifying that he couldn't help but stand up suddenly.
If he faced this move, he would certainly be fearless with his cultivation level, and it could be said that he could easily resolve it. But now it is Yang Ningfeng facing it, and Yang Ningfeng is only at the sixth level of the king's cultivation level. Under this move, he still has the same goal.
Can you survive?
Not only Chu Han, but almost everyone was shocked by Yang Xuanhong's attack and stood up.
"It's so terrifying, but I will never wait for death. My life is up to me, and I can't help you, Yang Xuanhong, kill! One sword and nine slash, fearing that the heaven and earth will be destroyed!"
Faced with this attack, Yang Ningfeng's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley, but he was not panicked because of this. The more he was, the calmer he was. He did not expect to let the Blood Tiger Sword Spirit take action. He was shocked by this move.
, but he was also excited about this attack, with a gusto of fighting spirit, which was definitely the most powerful attack he had encountered so far.
The mind instantly entered a new state of emptiness and brightness. The left hand sword and the right rear halberd were no longer reserved. With a sharp gritted teeth, he used his two most powerful killer moves with all his strength.
Swords can cut through eternity and destroy mountains by cutting the sky.
The halberd swung like a fairy who stayed in the world, with infinite divine power.
Dangdangdang!
Bang bang bang bang!
In the sky above the competition platform, the air exploded layer by layer, and the terrifying air spread out. At this time, Yang Ningfeng obviously squeezed out all the power of his body!
"break!"
Yang Xuanhong suddenly let out a deep roar, and the sword in his hand shook violently, resolving the two killer moves that Yang Ningfeng swung. At the same time, the sword light was cut and the sword energy was scattered.
Puff puff puff puff...
Only saw Yang Ningfeng burst out of his body with amazing blood arrows at the same time, and he turned into a bloody man in an instant. There was almost no place in his body without being scratched by the sword, but the most fatal blow was not a sword, but Yang Xuanhongyi
The foot kicked hard at his man in the sea of Qi.
"No." Seeing Yang Ning Fengqihai being kicked, Shangguan Qing went, the elder, Rong Wei, Chu Han and others all changed their faces, but they had no choice but to do so now, in front of so many people,
You can't take action, you can't break the rules.
"Boy, this is a great disaster that you have hit. Can you overcome it?" Rong Wei clenched his fists.
puff!
The sword shadow disappeared, and the moment Yang Ningfeng was kicked, he was shocked, and he flew backwards, and then fell heavily from the air to the stage.
Bang!
My body rebounded a lot on the stage, then fell down again, and after spraying several mouthfuls of blood, I lay on the stage without moving.
"Haha, Yang Ningfeng, you are not as good as me after all. Although you have also resolved my swordsmanship, your qi sea has been broken. You will never be able to cultivate your life. You have become a useless person."
Yang Xuanhong fell lightly onto the stage, stood with a sword, laughing proudly, but in the laughter, his breath was almost at an extreme decline. Finally, in the matter between breaths, his body shook a few times, and then
The sword in his hand was broken step by step, and the ghost sound sword that was terrifying back then no longer existed. Yang Xuanhong completely took the time for the last blow, and his cultivation was gone and he became an ordinary person.
But he ignored his cultivation and looked at Yang Ningfeng lying on the stage covered in blood, his face full of ferociousness and a smug and excited smile.
Since he left the Yang family, he had only one thought in his mind: he wanted to defeat Yang Ningfeng and defeat Yang Ningfeng. Now, he did it. Yang Ningfeng was defeated, and Yang Ningfeng was completely defeated in his hands!
The scene is silent.
Everyone listened to Yang Xuanhong's crazy laughter, but their eyes were all staring at Yang Ningfeng.
"Die? Is it just like this? Will there be a miracle?"
Everyone was thinking.
"Hmph, I deserve it, it's better to die, do you dare to hit me? Look at you like this, even if you don't die, it's a useless person. If you don't die, I will make you worse than death."
There was a person whose eyes were extremely vicious, that was Zhang Man, with a hideous face and a crazy heart.
"My brother died because of you, and my father and son were wandering outside. All of this is because of you, because of you, Yang Ningfeng. Today, I have taken all this back. You are right. I have already given the position of the head of the family again.
I don’t have any nostalgia and don’t want to be the head of this family, because my life’s hard work is just to defeat you.”
"Your Qihai is broken now. Even if you don't die, you are a useless person. You can't become a core disciple of Tianlong Sect again. You will always be a useless person, and you will never be the head of the family."
Yang Xuanhong fell to the stage with a slap. He was weak all over now. It seemed that he had no strength to stand now, but he was still roaring wildly, shouting loudly at the top of his lungs. He wanted to end the madness over the past few years.
catharsis.
"It's over! Yang Ningfeng, everything is over! You and I are destined to have no life for anyone. I said that no one can get what I can't get, and you, Yang Ningfeng, will definitely not get it." Yang Xuanhong smiled and said
Very happy, really happy, my eyes suddenly looked into the sky, as if there was someone he wanted to see: "Mingtao, I'm sorry for you, but everything originated is Yang Ningfeng. Now, I'm avenging you
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"Yang Xuanhong seems to be crazy!"
Listening to Yang Xuanhong's almost roar, the people in the stands shook their heads and felt sorry for him, and at the same time, they felt sorry for Yang Ningfeng.
These two are undoubtedly geniuses and peerless geniuses. They are both so young, but they are both so powerful.
But now, both sides are in a loss. One is completely destroyed, and the other is destroyed, and the life and death are still uncertain now.
"You get up and talk, get up? Are you not very awesome? Are you not the Medicine Sect? Since you are so powerful, then you get up and let me see it? Haha, can't get up? Dead? OK, die, die
OK, if you die, you lose. I am still alive, I win, I am the number one. You will never win in this life."
"However, how could I let myself explode and die in three months? No, my life should be ended by myself."
Yang Xuanhong's voice suddenly became calm, and he turned around to Han Kui, who was in the audience but behind him, said: "Give me a sword."
"Senior Brother..." Han Kui had tears in his eyes. He knew what Yang Xuanhong was going to do.
On the way, Yang Xuanhong once told Han Kui that if he became a useless person one day, he would commit suicide. If he had no ability to commit suicide, if Han Kui was by his side, he would ask Han Kui to kill him.
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"Sword." Yang Xuanhong's voice sank.
"Senior Brother!" Han Kui couldn't control himself and tears fell down.
"Do you think I'm a useless person now, so you won't take me seriously?" Yang Xuanhong narrowed his eyes.
"No, no..." Han Kui was already sobbing, gritted his teeth, and pulled out a short sword he carried with him. After hesitating for a moment, he trembled his hands, stepped forward two steps, and walked to the front of the stage.
"Give it to me." Yang Xuanhong shouted in a deep voice.
"Senior brother, when we go back, we won't be core disciples, I will always be with you." Han Kui said sobbing. He remembered that the two of them fought side by side and killed monsters. He once encountered a powerful person in the two of them.
If Yang Xuanhong hadn't pushed him away, he might have died under the monster.
"You are insulting me." Yang Xuanhong's voice was extremely gloomy and he stretched out his hand: "If you don't give me the sword, no matter how nonsense you say, don't call me senior brother in the future."
"Senior Brother!" Han Kui handed the sword over with tears in his eyes.
After taking the sword, Yang Xuanhong smiled, looked at Han Kui, and said, "Actually, I have never had friends or brothers in my eyes. I only have myself, but for some reason, I really think you are a brother.
So I think I'm dead, but I'm not really a failure in my life."
"Senior brother, don't say that. You will always be the senior brother I admire the most." Han Kui said in tears.
Yang Xuanhong smiled, smiling, very relieved, and he also knew that this might be the most sincere smile he had in his life!
Taking a deep breath, struggling to stand up, looking at Yang Ningfeng lying on his lying, Yang Xuanhong said, "Ningfeng, my cousin, I actually have to admit that you are a genius, but you are defeated, and you are even raising your head now
No, you lost completely!”
"He didn't lose, he didn't lose, get up, Yang Ningfeng, get up." Suddenly, Hong Zhao shouted loudly.
"stand up."
"Yang Ningfeng, get up."
Suddenly, there were shouts around him.
"Haha, can't you get up? It seems that you are dead, okay, okay, you are dead, I will die too. Our grudges are over, I won't hate you anymore, but we won't be brothers in the next life,
I don’t want to argue anymore, nor do I want to argue with you anymore." Yang Xuanhong stared at Yang Ningfeng and suddenly shouted loudly. With the roar, the short sword in his hand suddenly held it backwards and then raised it.
"Yang Xuanhong, don't do this, maybe you can still save me." Someone shouted.
"Save? If I want to live, I, Yang Xuanhong, must live vigorously. Since my cultivation has been abandoned and I can never practice forever, what's the point of living?" As he said that, he moved his hand and wiped his neck.
"Okay, if you don't hate me, then I'll get up!"
At this moment, suddenly, Yang Ningfeng's voice, lying on the stage, rang weakly.
"You, aren't you dead?" Yang Xuanhong was shocked, his hands trembled, and he stopped.
"I'm not dead, haha, Yang Ningfeng is not dead." Hong Zhao cried with joy and shouted loudly. If it weren't for the traditional rules of the selection competition that no matter what the situation was, and no contestants were allowed to go on stage, he would have been afraid and would have rushed forward long ago.
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But this time no one agreed with him, just staring at Yang Ningfeng quietly.
It seems that there is a miracle in this world.
"It is undeniable that your sword is really powerful, but it is not enough to kill me."
Yang Ning moved his head for a moment, then slowly raised his head.
boom!
Just as he looked up, although his face was pale, his body suddenly emitted a surprising aura.