The Sword Sect Conference was in full swing, and more and more people were attracted to it.

The city of Interception has become one of the most lively places for a while.

There were no less than 100,000 monks gathered from all over the world, and after repeated fierce competition, there were less than ten people left in the end, and these ten people were all top masters with outstanding strength.

Either the decision-making genius of Western Xinjiang is a first-class figure in Zhongzhou.

These people, after all, saw the power of the Kunlun Sword Sect bowed slightly, although it was not extremely eye-catching, but it could be said to be in the past.

"Rather than have it!"

With a cheer, Ning Wuze jumped onto the stage, and there was jubilation all around.

Jubilant people, all of them are the people of the Eastern Wasteland, Ning Wuze, the pride of the Eastern Wasteland, this genius who came out of a small fishing village, has defeated countless people, and successfully defended the dignity of the five invincibles in the battle with Mo Gouqing, and has been famous all over the world since then!

The first person on the Qinglong list, and the first person in the five ancient lands worthy of the name!

Seeing this man leap onto the stage, the cheers were like a mountain and a tsunami.

The vibration was so severe that the eardrums were stiff and painful.

Such a movement made people like Chen Fan stunned for a while, I couldn't imagine that this Ning Wuze was so famous and cheering in this five ancient places?

"Are you Ning Wuze?" The person opposite, Ye Ning, a genius in Zhongzhou, is also one of the famous geniuses.

The coming to power of these two people can be described as a needle-to-needle.

Ye Ning sneered disdainfully, "You are famous, but it's a pity, you people from the Eastern Wilderness have never gone out for a walk, you haven't seen the size of this world, and you don't know how many people there are on this Northern Tribulation Star." ”

"I want you to see, the demeanor of Zhongzhou characters!"

Ye Ning stepped out, his eyes revealed a rich color of confidence, and in his eyes, the light flickered.

The voice of the crowd is all on this Ning Wuze, Ning Wuze stands on his sleeves, neither arrogant, nor does he look radiant, eye-catching, he just stands so calmly, as always.

Said lightly, "Okay." ”

The excitement below was even stronger, whether it was Ning Wuze's character, strength, or morality, he could be called the top choice, at this time, even those people from the Red Shadow Sect were all looking at this Ning Wuze, and they were all in the spotlight.

This Ning Wuze has such a charm, which can make people let go of their prejudices and be convinced.

"Hmph. Ye Ning's face changed slightly, and this bearing made him feel a little embarrassed.

"True Spirit Nine Swords!"

Ye Ning let out a low click, a little uncontrollable, and as soon as he made a move, he took out his mastery, and the whole person flew with black hair.

Immediately afterwards, the aura of the whole body soared to the extreme, and the essence of the whole body burned with it.

Like a fiery phoenix, it began to burn violently.

Ye Ning raised his hands high, and a brilliant sword intent condensed in his hands.

"Sword intent?" The people of the Kunlun Sword Sect are condensed again, and they are a genius?

At a young age, he had already condensed his sword intent on his own, and he looked at this person's sword intent to the extreme, and he was panicked, and he had a bit of a taste of entering the room.

In the void, this momentum soared all at once, and soon reached its peak.

"True Spirit Nine Swords, First Sword!"

With this low shout, many people got out of the way, their faces changed color, and with a sword, they slashed towards Ning Wuze's head.

Above the void, all the people retreated, and they ran as far as they could, lest they be affected by the pond fish.

The sword light flickered, and this sword had already slashed towards Ning Wuze's head.

True Spirit Nine Swords, one sword is stronger than one sword, this is one of Ye Ning's means to press the bottom of the box.

As soon as he came up, he used this method, which shows that he wanted to win or lose with this Ning Wuze from the bottom of his heart.

A genius has the arrogance of a genius, he is angry with this Ning Wuze, and refuses to bow his head.

The sword light fought fiercely, but unfortunately, Ning Wuze's eyes were still as indifferent and calm as always.

"Innate Fist. Ning Wuze slowly blasted out with a punch, the movements in his hands were extremely slow, but there was a hint of rhyme, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.

This fist intent has been comprehended quite deeply.

With a bang, the fist intent collided with this True Spirit Nine Swords.

A sword slashed, and the fist intent blasted away, and this sword intent was shattered and could not be resisted.

A sword was shattered, this Ye Ning didn't care, and continued to shoot, the aura on the whole person soared again, and the second sword shot directly.

"Second sword!"

A stronger sword intent came with anger.

Ning Wuze was still like that, the whole person was indifferent to the extreme, and there was no reaction to this, he raised a hand and blasted out, and the whole sword intent was shattered again.

"The third sword!"

This sword intent is stronger than the other, and sooner or later, Ning Wuze will not be able to bear it.

And this time, this Ye Ning fought, his hand movements did not stop, after splitting out this sword, it was not counted, and then, the fourth, fifth, and sixth swords also slashed out, and the four sword intents crossed the sky and roared.

With this whistling sword intent, the people in the audience all boiled one by one, so strong!

Is this a collision between the top talents?

These people were short of breath one by one, unable to take their eyes off.

Ning Wu stood still, his body was like a big mountain, Chen Fan, who was watching, nodded frequently, and the crowd secretly commented, "This Ning Wu is good, he has great potential, it can be seen that after the battle with Mo Gooqing, he has improved again." ”

"If he does it again, Mo Gooqing is probably no longer his opponent. ”

This is the terrible thing about Ning Wuze, every time he fails, he can become stronger.

A punch is swung, majestic and atmospheric, the innate fist is dazzling, thick and solemn, and it bombards this sky, only one punch, everything is broken, one sword, two swords, three swords......

It wasn't until all four swords were shattered that the punch was finally shattered.

Ye Ning gasped for a while, and his face was already a little pale.

How is it possible, the four swords are only so effective?

Ye Ning was already shocked, but in fact, it was difficult to see the extreme in his heart. How can this be?

"The Seventh Sword!"

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Ye Ning let out, and the sword intent of the whole person was sublimated at once, and then this momentum also soared a lot, and the fire phoenix burned the plain, condescending, and rushed angrily, reaching a new height.

And Ye Ning gritted his teeth, and a trace of blood was already overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

It can be seen that the price paid for this sword is not small!

"Seventh sword, come!"

Ye Ning was hysterical, roared angrily, and the sword in his hand had already been slashed out, and the power of this sword was still above the sum of the previous four swords.

The power was terrifying, and even this Ning Wuze was a little moved.

This person is definitely a fierce opponent who is not weaker than Mo Gooqing!

Ning Wu was slightly moved, the exercises were running, and a layer of pale white light appeared from above his body, and a bell appeared in front of the whole person's body.

"Congenital Bell!"

Ning Wu let out a low sigh and evolved the Innate Bell to resist this True Spirit Nine Swords.

Above the body, this pale white bell has emerged to defend against this sword.

With a bang, this sword slashed on this innate bell!

Under the sword, the entire innate bell trembled violently, and a suffocating aura emerged, and the sword light flickered, filling this bell.

With a click, a crack was split on this innate bell!

The seventh sword slowly dissipated.

"Eighth sword!"

Ye Ning was bleeding, his eyes were red, and he was desperate, and began to shoot at this Ning Wuze, sacrificing the true qi of his whole body, using the blood in his body as a sacrifice, and hit this sword again.

The Eighth Sword!

Above the sky, the true qi boiled, spreading in all directions, and under this sword intent, everything trembled.

This sword is too strong!

"It's terrifying, the power of this sword has reached the pinnacle of Bao Dan, right?"

"If it is this Ning Wuze, I'm afraid that no one in the world can stop it!"

“……”

Chen Fan's pupils narrowed slightly, yes, the power of this sword has indeed reached its peak, surpassing Mo Gooqing's Ascending Dragon Fist.

If it is Ning Wuze before, he will definitely not be able to take it!

Ye Ning gulped blood, but his hand still did not relax, and he slashed down with a sword towards this Ning Wuze, and the sword light roared, like a meteor shining in the sky, falling towards this Ning Wuze!