Chapter 691: Sword

In front of the Mishui River, Yin'er saluted Prince Yan, and then directly ignored someone, trotted to the woman next to her, and said coquettishly, "Little Master, I'm Yin'er"

Ah Man looked at the little girl in front of him, with a warm smile on his face, raised his hand and patted the latter's little head, and said softly, "Good"

Not far away, Lingzhi stood there a little stiffly, not daring to get too close. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Yin'er ran back to the girl's side, pulled her to the front, and said, "Little Master, this is Sister Lingzhi, now learn sword with me"

Ah Man looked at the girl, the smile on his face was still the same, and he said softly, "The qualifications are better than Ning Chen."

"Little Master, Ning Chen refuses to accept the apprentice, can you accept Sister Lingzhi" Yin'er pulled the former's arm and pleaded.

"Okay"

Ah Man answered, looked at the little girl on the side, and said, "Can I teach you how to do it?"

Lingzhi was stunned, and his eyes subconsciously looked at the sound around him.

"Hurry up and agree, the little master is very powerful"

Yin'er reminded.

"Good ......"

Lingzhi came back to his senses and replied nervously.

"Aman, you take these children away first, I have something to say to Ning Chen," Prince Yan said calmly.

"Yes"

Ah Man heard it, nodded, put down the sword stand, immediately looked at the two little girls beside him, and said softly, "Yin'er, Lingzhi, you come with me"

"Good"

Yin'er pulled Ganoderma lucidum and happily followed.

The three of them left, Prince Yan walked to the sword frame, and with a wave of his hand, a mottled and broken stone sword flew out, and in an instant, the terrifying murderous aura stirred up, and the sword of the immortal reappeared in the world.

In the past, the killing immortal sword that resisted the army of Tianfu turned the forbidden land into a sword, and the world was shocked.

Ning Chen looked at the immortal sword inserted in the ground, a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Thank you seniors"

"Pick it up," Prince Yan said calmly.

When Ning Chen heard this, his expression was stunned, and then he slowly calmed down, and this day finally came.

The green sword reflects the remnant sun, on the Mishui River, the eyes turn into ice in an instant, the king of the sword, and reproduces the only sword in the world.

On the riverside, Aman took the two little girls away from the battle and left the space for the two.

"Little Master, what are they going to do?"

Yin'er looked at the frozen lake, and said with a look of shock on her little face.

"The senior is leaving, maybe he won't come back for a long time, before leaving, I want to verify whether Ning Chen's sword has the ability to protect himself," Aman said softly.

In the Mishui River, the swordsman who passed by in an instant, the green clothes were calm, the red clothes were dignified, the same sword was on the peak, one was invincible in the world, the other was the enemy in the world, different swords were on the road, thirty years, and the wind and rain knew themselves.

Above the fairy sword, the fierce air turns, even if the blade is broken, the power of the fairy sword is still invincible to ordinary gods.

With the fairy sword in his hand, Ning Chen's true yuan rose all over his body, without any hesitation, using the power of the four elephant gods, the essence blood of the four elephants catalyzed the phoenix's ancestral energy, the black hair turned red, and the blood-colored long hair flew in the wind, dazzling and abnormal.

Watching the young man in front of him grow from the weak young man to the present, Prince Yan's calm eyes couldn't help but flash a touch of emotion, among the young people of the same generation, the younger generation in front of him undoubtedly took on too much, in all fairness, he really didn't expect that the young man back then could grow to this extent.

Ordinary qualifications, ordinary luck, no matter which aspect, he can't be regarded as a martial artist.

However, he has a tenacious and unyielding temperament, and he also has the courage to take on everything.

He had always thought that this junior's persistence had deviated from the fundamentals of martial arts, but after seeing the latter's desperate efforts to move forward over the years, he also wanted to see how far the young man in front of him could go on this road.

If it is not the strongest, perhaps, everything cannot be closed, and the same is true for resurrection.

"Come, use what you have learned all your life to prove to this king that you are not wrong," Prince Yan said.

Ning Chen stared at him, and with a soft drink, Feng Yuan rushed to the nine heavens, and the red hair that danced wildly rolled upside down, and a terrifying aura spread one after another, and all the achievements converged, and the peak was the only one.

In an instant, the immortal began to fight, and the sword that the only realm was qualified to use began to show its shocking ability.

The killing sword light crisscrossing the sky erupted with terrifying coercion, and on the Mishui River, huge waves swept hundreds of zhang high.

With a bang, the two swords clashed, the green sword frost qi was agitated, and the entire Mishui River was frozen in huge waves, forming one wave after another.

An instant later, the sword light overflowed, and the frozen waves disintegrated and flew into the sky.

The sound of the sword sounded, the sound reflected the remnant sun, leaving behind all other thoughts, for the first time to be able to do the fate of the whole mind, no more burden, no more protection, only the sword, dazzling.

"Break the Sky"

The fairy sword is broken, the void collapses, the shocking sword power is roaring in the sky, it turns out that there is such a sword on the sword, it turns out that the sword that knows the fate is not just a killing weapon.

"The sword breath is pure, you did not disappoint this king"

Prince Yan swung his sword and slashed away from Jian Lan, and his figure flashed and instantly went forward.

The two swords clash, the heaven and the earth are tilted, and the rumbling and shaking sky is the sound of the sword on the pinnacle, proving the heart, proving oneself, proving the sword, and preaching the Tao.

The sunset in the West Mountain, the last touch of brilliance is gone, the night is coming, the cold wind is gradually rising, the sonorous sword sound, dancing with the sound of the wind, there is no mercy, because the road ahead is not merciful.

Thirty years of watching swords, learning swords, using swords, earning a fame of obsessed swords, perhaps, one day, the sword has an end, then, before the end of the road, do not complain, do not regret.

Listening to the sound of the former's sword, Prince Yan's eyes became heavier and heavier, and the blade of the sword in his hand became more and more powerful, and the cyan brilliance was frozen for thousands of miles.

"Vertical and horizontal hundred suns come back to the east"

In the ice and snow world, Ning Chen's left hand pointed together, slashed across the sword body, and suddenly, the hundred suns soared into the sky, illuminating the night.

The duel on the pinnacle of the sword, where the sword light goes, the mountain sinks and the sun falls, the top of the nine heavens, the sound of chains swaying, it is the flow of the pole element on the sword, and the heaven and earth echo.

Zhu Xian is not a sword in the world, and Wang Jian is also extraordinary, constantly staggered and staggered, the sword is as heavy as an abyss, as fast as thunder and lightning.

A fairy weapon against the king's sword is a sword heart, a sword, and a reflection of his own life and no regrets.

Hearing the clear sound of the sword, it came into his ears, and it sounded in his heart, Prince Yan waved his hand, and the red sword flew out, and the dazzling light broke through the sky and slashed towards Zhu Xian.

With a thud, the sea of fire surged, the aftermath dispersed, the red clothes were dyed red, and the bloody hand was still clenched, refusing to let go.

"If you don't let go, you'll suffer for the rest of your life, is it worth it?"

Prince Yan spoke, and the two swords were shining, and the dazzling sword rainbow was handed over, shattering the clouds and thunder.

"Worth it"

Ning Chen responded, the sword blade caught up, perhaps, there has never been a value or not, only willingness and unwillingness.

The world-shattering sword technique, although Ning Chen's sword momentum is fierce, but Wang Jian's move is the first to defeat the enemy, and the advantage has been lost.

"Four elephants are gods, and the dragon is shocked"

The situation was unfavorable, Ning Chen's hand was full of immortal glory, the green dragon roared, coiled around his body, and the sword of the divine domain broke through the sky.

With the power of each other, the green dragon roared the sky, and the constantly collapsing void was the shock of the extreme power of the heaven and earth on the sword, and the next moment, the green dragon swept past and attacked the king.

The sword move that he had never seen before, the blue came out of the blue, and a different color flashed in Prince Yan's eyes, and the red sword turned into the air and slashed towards the green dragon.

With a bang, the sword waves roared, and the aftermath of one after another swept away, sinking thousands of miles.

"Dragon and Phoenix Burial"

In the aftermath, the red-clothed figure swept instantly, and two sword lights broke out of the air, and the dragon and phoenix intertwined, blocking the retreat, leaving no flaws.

"Sound of the sword, Feihong"

Prince Yan swung his sword, and the blade shook through the void, and one after another sword waves swung out, instantly destroying the staggered sword light.

With a muffled snort, the corners of his mouth were red, Ning Chen withdrew half a step under his feet, the sword momentum did not stop, one step, nine days, ten thousand swords around him soared into the sky, and the magnificent sword light covered the cold moon.

"Nirvana"

The only sword that reproduces the peak of the earth, transcending the past, alarming the heavens and the earth, and constantly shaking in the void, one after another sword light rises to the sky, endlessly, as if the heavenly calamity, shocking the whole world.

The sword intent broke through the boundary, the sword heart was clear, and the sword that broke through the sky disappeared to the top of the sword in the world.

Seeing the countless sword lights falling from the sky, Prince Yan waved his left hand, the sword frame on the ground shook, and the sand sword flew out.

"One thought of gods and demons, the reincarnation of all things"

The sword that first appeared in the world turned into a huge sword flow vortex, and the rolling wind and sand turned into the sharpest sword in the world, annihilating everything in the storm.

The bipolar collision, the years passed, and the collapsed time and space continued to spread, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, and only endless nothingness remained.

In the aftermath, the blood on the arm of the red-clothed figure continued to flow, staining the fairy sword red.

The clear result on the sword has long been known, but the moment the sword is defeated, it is still melancholy and inexplicable.

The three swords returned to their sheaths, the heavens and the earth returned to calm, and in the river of quiet water, the ice dissipated, and the waves reappeared.

Prince Yan stepped down into the void, looked at the juniors who followed, and said calmly, "This king will leave soon, from now on, it will be up to you."

"Hmm"

Ning Chen nodded silently and responded.

"The Zhuxian Sword is not a sword in the world, the evil qi on the sword is too heavy, if it is used frequently, it will bring a great load to your body, so don't use this sword unless you have to" Prince Yan said seriously.

"The juniors will remember," Ning Chen said softly.

Prince Yan stopped, looked at the young man in front of him who had been stained with wind and frost, and finally felt a trace of unbearability in his heart, and said, "Where are those two people from today?"

"Hades Temple" Ning Chen said truthfully.

Prince Yan nodded and said, "Have you asked about your whereabouts?"

"Hmm"

Ning Chen bowed his head and said, "In a Jedi in the Spirit Void Star Domain"

When Prince Yan heard this, he nodded again, and said calmly, "I will solve this trouble for you, but only this time, Ning Chen, I will not persuade you to throw away the burden on your body, this road is your own choice, I don't know how far you can go, but your growth has already exceeded the expectations of this king, I hope that in the future, you can prove again that this king's words were wrong."

Ning Chen nodded lightly and wrote down every word and word that the person in front of him had said.

In the distance, Ah Man looked at the two, a faint sadness flashed in his clean eyes, are they still going to be separated after all?