"Snort. ”

Zhou Wenhao slashed horizontally, and the blood-drinking knife cut through the air, like a blood-colored match, extremely fierce.

He and Ning Jiang were originally more than ten zhang away, but when the soles of his feet kicked on the surface of the lake, the person walked with the knife, and the body swept up, driving the body like a sword off the string.

People to knives.

As soon as he made a move, he was ruthless, facing Ning Jiang's waist, the knife was like thunder, and he wanted to split him in two.

"Bell!"

Ning Jiang's wind-chasing sword seemed to be an unpredictable prophet, and it had already blocked there, and the swords collided, and the sparks catapulted, blocking this powerful sword.

Zhou Wenhao's face was motionless, if Ning Jiang couldn't even take a knife from him, he would not be worthy of being a young sword sect.

"The sword, the courage of a hundred soldiers, fierce and unstoppable. ”

Zhou Wenhao held the knife in his right hand, pulled his arm open, expanded his lungs, and took a sharp breath, the knife momentum shrouded the top of Ning Jiang's head, and he slashed continuously, and the knife was fierce.

In an instant, there was an explosion in the air.

His sword was incessant, like a big wave rushing overhead, almost interrupting a person's breathing.

"Sword, the king of a hundred soldiers, both offensive and defensive, I am invincible. ”

Ning Jiang has a sword in his hand, his mind is as calm as a lake, in the face of Zhou Wenhao's stormy attack, his whole person is like a reef at the bottom of the sea, no matter how fierce you are, I will not move.

Out of the sword.

The sky was full of sword energy, dotted with stars, light and shining, and wandering endlessly.

"Bell, bell, bell!"

Swords collide and fierce battles are fierce.

With them as the center, the originally calm surface of the lake seemed to be thrown into a boulder, rippling more than half a meter high, and spreading towards the surroundings in a steady stream.

"Sword and sword, I don't know who can be stronger?"

There were countless warriors around, and their hearts were shaken.

Swords and swords, among the world's martial artists, have always been a controversial topic.

Some people say that the sword is stronger, the power is greater, and the enemy is hundred, and some people say that the sword is stronger, the edge is exposed, and the direction is wide.

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

The strength of the sword and the sword is an eternal topic.

Ning Jiang and Zhou Wenhao, with one sword and one sword, seem to be enemies in fate.

"Miss, who do you think is stronger, the sword or the sword?"

In the gazebo, Qiu Yue couldn't help but ask when she heard the discussions around her.

The moon is beautiful but not demonic, the face is red, and the voice makes people's bones crisp: "You don't look at weapons, you have to look at people, weapons are controlled by people, and who is strong and who is weak also depends on people." ”

The reason is very simple, and Qiu Yue can understand it.

She didn't say anything more, her eyes widened, and she watched the battle on Xingyue Lake.

Everyone is watching.

The blood-drinking knife turned into a blood-colored match, and slashed down.

Generally speaking, the sword goes green, and the knife goes black.

It means that the sword is mainly light and flexible, and the sword has been fierce and ferocious.

The knife technique should be ruthless and fierce.

The knife itself is wide and the back is thick, when fighting, it can be chopped and slashed, hard block hard frame, the knife peak is over, such as rolling melon and cutting vegetables, brave and unstoppable.

Zhou Wenhao's current knife technique shows the characteristics of the knife to the fullest, the knife is as fierce as thunder, but no matter how he attacks, he can't attack it at all.

Seeing this, Zhou Wenhao's knife momentum changed, sweeping, chopping, dialing, cutting, sweeping, nai, chopping, and sudden.

These are the eight methods of the sword.

In sword cultivation, there is a realm of controlling the sword with the body, and Zhou Wenhao is the one who controls the sword with the body, and he is also a master of the sword.

But Ning Jiang is the grandmaster.

A young sword sect that controls the sword with his heart!

His footsteps did not move, the sword was in his hand, clanging, each sword was superb, turning decay into magic, Zhou Wenhao made several knives, but he could force Zhou Wenhao back with only one sword.

After dozens of moves.

Zhou Wenhao stepped back, his expression solemn.

A strand of hair fell from him, a wound on the left side of his face, a tear on his chest and front clothes, his left leg, right shoulder, and other parts, for a total of nine injuries throughout his body.

"Young Sword Sect, worthy of its name!"

Luo Haisong's eyes lit up and he was amazed.

And the entire Xingyue Lake is even more silent.

The Young Sword Sect, originally many people didn't want to believe it, thinking that it was a false rumor and exaggerated Ningjiang.

But at this moment, everyone clearly knew that Ning Jiang was a Sword Sect, a veritable Sword Sect!

"It is worthy of using the heart to control the sword, only compared to the weapon, I am indeed not your opponent. Zhou Wenhao held a long knife in his hand, and his fighting spirit was not frustrated.

A man like him, with a firm heart and a rock-solid heart, would not have been able to achieve what he has achieved today if a small victory or defeat had made him disheartened.

"There is no superior sword, but there is superiority of man. ”

Ning Jiang's breath was cold, and he didn't move his footsteps from beginning to end.

His words also broke the pointless matter of arguing about who is stronger than the sword or the sword.

It is not weapons that are strong, but people.

"It's true that I'm inferior to you than weapons, but there is another important thing for a martial artist, that is, cultivation!"

Zhou Wenhao stepped on it, and the lake suddenly shook, and from his body, a strong momentum erupted without reservation.

"Mid-congenital stage!"

The people around were moved.

Last year, Zhou Wenhao was still in the early stage of congenital, but now he is in the middle stage, and his strength has increased several times with such cultivation.

A mid-innate martial artist can easily defeat an early stage martial artist.

"Ordinary martial artists, from the early to the middle stage, it will take at least a few years, it seems that Zhou Wenhao should have some adventures. ”

"Now Zhou Wenhao's strength is only afraid that it can threaten Xue Wuxi. There were exclamations all around.

Among the ten masters, most of them had heavy expressions, even if there was no trace of snow, there was a trace of solemnity on their faces.

"Snow without a trace, now Zhou Wenhao, if you are right, what is the chance of winning?"

Xue Wuxian was silent for a moment, and said confidently: "I'm six, he's four." ”

As he spoke, there was a hint of breath on him.

The rest of the ten heroes couldn't help but sink.

The snow has no trace, and it has actually stepped into the middle of the congenital stage!

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

"If Zhou Wenhao was in the early stage of congenital development, maybe this son might still have some chance of winning, but now, the defeat has been decided. Xue Wuxian said categorically.

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

Liu Xianyu looked indifferent and said disdainfully: "The victory of the acquired realm over the innate realm is unrealistic in your opinion, so you are just mortals and mediocre people, and Mr. Ning is a god and a celestial, how can you understand?"

"Hehe, when he loses, see what else you can say. The prince snorted coldly.

On Xingyue Lake.

When Zhou Wenhao revealed his mid-innate cultivation, his eyes were full of confidence, and all over his body, a huge momentum rose to the sky, pressing people out of breath.

"I have already noticed just now, you are still a cultivator of the acquired realm, you have not broken through the innate realm, you are not my opponent. Zhou Wenhao is confident.

"Yes, I'm now at the peak of the day after tomorrow, but who said that the day after tomorrow realm can't kill the innate realm?" Ning Jiang said lightly.

He was originally in the middle of the day after tomorrow, but in the Demon Mist Mountain Range, after taking the lotus seeds of the Heaven Devouring Demon Lotus, after five days of cultivation, he had already stepped into the peak.

It's a pity that he didn't break through to the innate.

The Innate Realm is to turn the three water vortices in his body into the Yuan Mansion, but because of his cultivation of the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill, the energy required is too huge, and those lotus seeds are not enough.

"Really, then, you can take me and try it!"

Zhou Wenhao was more than ten zhang away from Ningjiang, and slashed down with a knife, and in an instant, a knife bloomed, spanning a distance of more than ten zhang.

The reason why the strong people of the innate realm are strong is because of the strength of the innate qi.

The innate Gang Qi can be released outside a hundred zhang, and a hundred zhang away can kill people.

Like the previous battle between Zhou Wenhao and Ning Jiang, it was just a pure competition of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, and he didn't use cultivation at all.

Now as soon as you use cultivation, the power will not move at all.

The blade more than ten zhang long is extremely powerful, and if such a knife falls in the crowd, it can cause dozens of deaths and injuries in an instant.

"Snort. ”

Ning Jiang did not retreat, a sword slashed out, and the sword burst out, like lightning like thunder.

"Bang!"

The sword and the sword collide in mid-air, canceling each other out.

"How is that possible?"

Zhou Wenhao's expression changed drastically, and the sneer on his face instantly stiffened.

And the people around were in an uproar.

The quality of the innate Gang Qi is more than ten times stronger than the acquired Gang Qi.

If it is said that the innate Gang Qi is a sword, then the Acquired Gang Qi is just wood, and the two are not the same level at all.

An early stage martial artist of the Innate Realm can easily crush ten Peak Peak Martial Artists, not to mention that Zhou Wenhao is in the middle stage of the Innate Realm, and his Gang Qi is even better.

"I don't believe it. ”

Zhou Wenhao's feet were a little on the surface of the lake, and he opened a distance of dozens of zhang, and then, his knife was like a wind, and he slashed dozens of knives in an instant.

Dozens of swords fell on their heads, like a big net, blocking the space in front of them, such an attack distance could make the Heavenly Realm martial artists despair.

The acquired qi of the martial artist of the acquired realm is ten zhang away, and the innate realm beats you from dozens of zhang away, and you can't touch others, how can you fight?

Ning Jiang smiled coldly, and the fast sword burst out, and the sword burst out, sharp and incomparable.

Once again, all of Zhou Wenhao's attacks were blocked by him.

This is the power of the Heaven Swallowing Demon Skill.

When he stepped into the peak of the Acquired Gang Qi, the Acquired Gang Qi in his body was enough to rival the Innate Gang Qi.

"Take me one more trick and push the boat down the river!"

Zhou Wenhao roared angrily, and the whole body was congenitally angry and poured into the blood-drinking knife in his hand, he held the knife with both hands and raised it high, when the knife was accumulated to the extreme, he waved his arms down, like a big axe to open the mountain.

"Huh!"

A sword ten times larger than before burst out, blood-red throughout, brushing across the water, pulling out a long ravine.

This knife, as if it was a small boat, came along the water, rode the wind and waves, and cut everything.

This is the strongest knife issued by Zhou Wenhao in his life!

"Instant swordsmanship. ”

Ning Jiang only took out one sword, and a sword light condensed into the thickness of a finger, compared with the huge sword, the body shape difference was huge.

But when the two collided together, the huge blade was vulnerable and was directly penetrated.

And the sword was castrated unabated, shooting towards Zhou Wenhao's heart.

When it was dangerous and dangerous, Zhou Wenhao's body moved, and this sword light only shot through his shoulder.

When Ning Jiang's cultivation was improved, the power of the instant sword technique also began to be revealed.

If he was in the innate realm, such a sword would even be able to penetrate the front and back of a mountain.

Zhou Wenhao walked through the Ghost Gate, frightened, Ningjiang's people had arrived, and with him was his sword.

"No, you can't kill me, this is the rule of the annual party!" Zhou Wenhao let out a long howl.

"Stop!"

Xue Wuxian and the others roared one after another.

"Those who follow the rules are the weak. ”

Ning Jiang's sword did not stop, and swept by.

A sentence came into Zhou Wenhao's ears: "Strong, trample on the rules!"

Collect the sword.

The lake is calm.

Zhou Wenhao stood still, and after four or five breaths, his head rolled off, and a stream of blood shot out from Zhou Wenhao's neck.

January 15, Annual Gathering.

The night of the full moon.

Ning Jiang sword killed Zhou Wenhao.

The peak of the day after tomorrow, kill the middle of the innate stage!