Above Wang Yi's head, a shadow shrouded him.

Ning Yi's voice sounded in his ears-

"Why use sword intent, I can suppress you with one hand!"

Ning Yi is a body, and what he has learned is miscellaneous, including the quenching method taught by the master of Shushan Xiaoshan Thousand Hands, the sword and sword moves taught by the blind Qi Rust, the smashing sword of Xu Zang, the sword collection of Lord Pei Min, and the countless stone tablet sword intent in Changling.

In the center of the sea of fire, there was a giant condensed by starlight rising from the ground, and suddenly broke open the skeleton behind Ning Yi, and the hot starlight was mixed with wisps of essence and snow-white divinity, making this "star giant" appear more majestic and magnificent.

A big hand slapped it head-on, and the sword qi in the sky was slapped by the palm of his hand, shattering without any fancy and burning everywhere.

The palm is in the middle, aimed at the top of the black-robed Wang Yi's head.

The little sword fairy's sideburns were flying, one hand was on the center of his eyebrows, and the three lotus flowers burst out with brilliant light.

In an instant, the light was pressed down—

The palm of the star giant smashed down like a meteorite, and the ground rumbled and sinted, smashing a huge crater in a square circle.

In an instant, the sword qi penetrated the giant's palm, tearing this palm apart, and countless starlight were like swimming fish, entwined with the sword qi, and the sky and earth suddenly appeared, and then returned to darkness.

Ning Yi's face was indifferent, and he stretched out a palm and pressed down slowly.

The gravel splashed, and the square in front of him was three feet long, shattered, except for the immature black-robed figure, the sword qi around Wang Yi's body barely converged, forming a sword qi barrier, and the gang qi made a crisp sound, and even the person with the sword was held in the "palm" by Ning Yi, and the vision of the three flowers gathering at the top had not yet been exerted, and it came to an abrupt end-

"You dare!"

Wang Yi's hoarse voice sounded.

"Why don't you dare?"

Ning Yi sneered.

Clench your fists.

"Bang"!

In everyone's surprised and incredulous eyes, the three lotus flowers on Wang Yi's head exploded with such a "bang".

There are many tricks around the cultivator's body, and the heavenly spirit on the head is the most important, these three lotus visions can make Qiang Mountain moved, because it is rooted in Wang Yi's three spiritual knots of heaven, earth and man, and can contain Dao roots, coupled with Wang Yi's own quite amazing kendo talent, once the "lotus method" is cast, it is like the demon of the demon clan to cast the secret method of talent.

It's a pity that Ning Yi didn't give Wang Yi this opportunity at all.

He had met the most pinnacle of the demon clan in the Red Mountain, and when he saw these three lotus flowers, he knew that Wang Yi was going to use secret techniques and directly use the most violent means to suppress them.

Changling has a lot of ears and eyes, he doesn't want to expose his gains from viewing the monument on the mountain too early, this time the turmoil is calm, and he needs to find a quiet place to retreat, and digest the sword intent of the divine pool.

"Ahh

Wang Yi was held by the huge starlight palm, his upper body was firmly clamped, unable to move, the lotus flower on his head was pinched and shattered before it could condense, the corners of his lips overflowed with pitch-black blood, his face turned red and was humiliated, and he hissed loudly, and the three lotus flowers on the top of his head had a tendency to emerge again.

This time, among the lotus stamens, a touch of black gas emerged.

Ning Yi narrowed his eyes, maintained an indifferent tone, and mocked: "I said why is the murderous aura so heavy, it turned out that the second prince gave you a black lotus that was in charge of killing and slaughtering, so a big sect of creation, you are not afraid of choking and wasting food, putting the cart before the horse, breaking the rules of Qiang Mountain for thousands of years, and in the end, the bamboo basket will be empty?"

When Ning Yi's words fell, he took a step forward and punched out.

This punch is not fancy, it is a punch with rough skin and thick flesh of a pure body refiner, the husband is angry, and the blood is splashed in five steps, Ning Yi's punch is not angry, but the fist wind is whistling, and there is a faint mixture of wind and thunder.

......

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"Ning Yi punched?" Yuan Lin was terrified, when the Qingshan Mansion was in the Qingshan Mansion, the disciples of Ying Tianfu had a physical confrontation with Ning Yi, and found that this Shushan freak was not only extremely sharp in sword energy, but also like refined iron on his body.

Qingjun's face was a little strange, he shook his head, and said, "If Wang Yi had admitted defeat earlier, he could have avoided this pain. ”

The voice in the distance was slow, the first time she saw Ning Yi using her body, she thought that Ning Yi was a sword cultivator who took the orthodox path, and after inheriting Xu Zang's will, several discussions in the White Deer Cave Academy made her even more convinced that Ning Yi had already walked a lot of distance in the way of the sword, and would inevitably be a great cultivator of the way of the sword in the future.

Unexpectedly, he was still a thick-skinned and thick-skinned martial artist?

The Red Mountain Undersea Dormitory, the land where the stars are forbidden, Ning Yi healed his injuries with a steady stream of divinity, and even dared to fight against Jiang Lin, the Great Demon of the Ten Realms, which shows how strong Ning Yi has under the exercise of the White Bone Plain.

This punch was struck, extremely fast, there was no mystery, what was important was to break ten thousand laws with one force, hit Wang Yi's body protection qi, smashed a spider web out of thin air, and then the spider web shattered-

Overwhelming!

Wang Yi let out a long roar, and a drop of blood gushed from his eyebrows.

Inside the blood, there is an extremely thin and narrow sword weapon, and if you look closely, it is actually condensed from the sword intent, and it is so small.

The blood exploded suddenly.

"Sword Qi Condensation!"

The sword qi condensed from Qiangshan's "long qi" converged into a sword tip and poked towards Ning Yi's eyebrows.

With a cold snort, Ning Yi's fist was as big as a bowl and smashed at the tip of the sword.

"Bell" sound!

There was a piercing sound of gold and iron colliding in the field, and then the tip of the sword qi was cut and shattered.

Wang Yi spurted out a mouthful of blood, flew upside down, his body was like a kite with a broken string, fell into the camp of Qiang Mountain, and knocked down several comrades who were about to "take over", causing a burst of smoke and dust.

Changling was dead silent.

The starlight sword qi, entangled and entangled, slowly dissipated, and rose into the air.

Wang Yi's face was pale, and he was helped up by his junior disciples who were a little older but had a lower rank, and raised his arms on the shoulders of the two, staring at Ning Yi not far away.

After retracting that punch, Ning Yi stood up, his robe swaying, his face was indifferent, and he was holding a slender and narrow sword in both hands, and he was carefully examining it.

It is Wang Yi's "long qi"!

His fists, flowing with divinity and starlight, turned out to be shiny, and there was no trace of damage.

"Ning Yi, you!" The fourteen-year-old little sword fairy, the three lotus flowers on the top of his head, were suppressed by Ning Yi twice, at this moment the heart lake was already boiling to the extreme, and if he wanted to condense more of his strength, he couldn't do it, the natal sword weapon that he practiced hard in Qiang Mountain was wiped on the sword body by Ning Yi's two fingers, and the connection was easily cut off, like being struck by lightning, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again.

Wang Yi, whose face was as white as paper, stared at Ning Yi, and his eyes almost erupted with fire.

"Willing to gamble and lose. Ning Yi showed a mouthful of white teeth and smiled brightly, "It's nothing to lose a 'long qi', I heard that there are three swords in Qiangshan, wait for you to bring 'Haoran', 'Jingguan', and 'Wuzi', I will bet on the sword with you again, young man, it is not terrible to fail once, what is terrible is to lose the courage to do it again, the more frustrated and brave, the more defeated and defeated, I will wait for you to win back the treasure of Qiangshan." ”

The cultivators of Qiang Mountain all had gloomy faces, Ning Yi saw this, he was not afraid, Shi Shiran said: "Why, you are not convinced, you want to try it?

Ning Yi stretched out his finger and pointed at Wang Yi, and then smiled: "You can't take it out if you want to, but I don't have any merits as a person, only one point is okay, I am a well-known charity, advocating 'education without class', if you want to learn a little sword qi method from me, it doesn't matter if you can't take out a famous sword, it is not impossible to consider taking out a thousand-year-old Sui Yang Pearl." ”

Several cultivators in Qiangshan were so angry that their noses were blowing, this sanctimonious uncle of Shushan was a wolf in sheep's clothing, this kind of deed was not done once or twice, at the funeral in the back mountain of Shushan, Qiangshan was blackmailed.

The female disciple of the White Deer Cave Academy laughed.

Looking at Ning Yi slowly, he felt that this figure was more and more pleasing to the eye, and couldn't help but cover his lips and smile, and several female disciples around him glanced at each other, seeing the meaning in each other's eyes.

Qin Jun hadn't laughed for a long time, and he was burdened with the heavy responsibility of revitalizing the White Deer Cave Academy, after the dean broke through the realm, every time the senior sister met with Mr. Ning Yi to discuss the Tao, her mood would be relieved, and even her mood would improve.

The voice was slow, and suddenly I saw a slender shadow, which was thrown over by Ning Yi.

She took the long sword, held it with both hands, and was a little surprised for a while, looking at Ning Yi in a daze.

"Uncle Shuiyue of the academy is kind to me, I already have fine snow in my hands, this 'long qi', I will first ask Qinjun to transfer it to Uncle Shuiyue. Ning Yi turned around and said with a smile: "The line of words hanging high on both sides of the Qiangshan Cave Mansion, long raising Haoran Qi, quietly observing the wordless book, it is said that there is a rare sword qi avenue hidden in it, I heard that Mr. Shuiyue has always wanted to observe it in person, and today I will take the 'long qi' first to show my heart." ”

Shengsheng looked at Ning Yi slowly, lowered his eyebrows, and nodded slowly.

"Bet on the sword, I am willing to bet on losing, I won, so take away the long qi, so many people are watching at the foot of Changling Mountain. Ning Yi turned around, faced the Qiangshan camp, and said indifferently: "If you don't accept it, you can fight again, what's the point of losing a handful of 'long qi'?"

Yuan Lin looked at the ugly face of Tie Qing, a cultivator of Qiang Mountain, and couldn't help laughing.

Ning Yi glanced at the direction of Ying Tianfu, faced the people of Qiang Mountain, and said with a smile: "Ying Tianfu's 'Dragon Algao', 'Turtle Wen', and 'Baihong' are also with me, look at them, how happy they are." ”

Yuan Lin's smile froze instantly.

Ning Yi, who patted the dust on his body, looked at Changling, and turned his gaze, not only Qiang Mountain, but also those geniuses in the east who had never met for a long time.

With his feet suspended from the ground, the god of Taiyou Shanyin in a black robe.

is also the twins of Taiyou Mountain, and the travel situation is almost identical, except for a pair of white robes behind them, and the young yang god of Taiyou Mountain is branded with a red day.

And the indestructible spirit with a silver mask and a restrained momentum.

Ning Yi smiled and asked, "Who else?"