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Ning Chen stepped forward, his sword finger slashed, a touch of silver brilliance flowed, cutting open a cage, and the sword qi broke out.

Mu Qianyan turned sideways, and with a bang, a sword mark of several zhang was drawn on the ground behind him, the snow sword was reversed, and the ink was white, Ning Chen stepped back, stabbed, and his clothes cracked.

The two of them were merciless, and their moves were not only killing moves, but also quick moves, dangerous moves, and brilliant battles, and they were dazzled by a pair of concerned eyes.

Ning Chen didn't draw his sword, and the Great Yin Qingque Sword was still in its sheath, however, the sword qi of his two fingers slashed, and it was still a mess of rocks splashing, and the ground shook the mountains.

The snow sword in Mu Qianyan's hand was also indestructible, and the inky white streamer swept out from the tip of the sword, and the sky and the earth were discolored.

The two strong collided, the sonorous sound was endless, the sword pointed and shook the famous sword, the mountain shook the ground, the void trembled, and the space had reached the limit of tolerance.

People who are in the same realm of the Nine Pins, even if they are at the top of the Nine Pins, feel strong pressure at this moment, and face the two people in front of them, in vain.

In the distance, Su Feiyan looked at this shocking battle, and it was difficult to hide his amazement on his beautiful face, the strength of the Marquis of Great Xia was well known, but if he didn't see it with his own eyes, no one could deeply understand it.

"Miss, if one day we become enemies with the Knowing Destiny, can we stop him?" Qiu Lan asked with a worried face.

"It's hard," Su Feiyan said honestly.

Today's Knowing the Destiny Marquis, there is almost no one to stop under the congenital realm, and the fifth string of the Spring Thunder Qin can only be plucked in the innate realm, and the power of the four strings alone is not enough to stop this powerful Great Xia Wuhou.

What's even more terrifying is that now that the Knowing Destiny Marquis has not drawn his sword, it means that this battle is not at its peak, and both of them still have spare strength.

On the other side, the eyes of the three princes narrowed slightly, and they also paid attention to this battle, an invincible martial marquis who was worthy of him to win over at all costs.

Force is not absolute, but absolute force is the guarantee of everything, there is no congenital strong person in his hands, this is the biggest shortcoming, although the fate of the Hou is not congenital, but it is not far away.

In the imperial city, more and more people walked out, which shows how noteworthy this battle is, in this battle for the throne, the existence of the Marquis of Zhifate is always a variable, and everyone wants to know where this strong man has gone.

"White Moon Bright Sky"

In the middle of the battlefield, the snow sword swayed, the white moon was bright, and a sword qi slashed out from the sky, drawing an extremely beautiful sword mark in this fastest martial duel.

Ning Chen paused, his sword pointed at the condensation of qi, and the frost rose all over the sky, and with a full sword, he condensed out.

With a bang, the two swords collided, the sky was miserable, the flying sand was crazy, and it was ten zhang high.

The two of them took half a step back together, without stopping, their bodies had disappeared, and another moment, it was an even more cruel confrontation.

Outside the battle situation, Qiu Lan looked puzzled and asked, "Miss, why did you know why the Marquis didn't draw his sword for a long time?"

Su Feiyan frowned, and said softly, "It shouldn't be time, the opponent is the young master of the Cijian Heavenly Pavilion, if you can't raise the sword momentum to the peak, even if you draw the sword, it won't be useful, the strength of the two has not yet reached the peak, but it's almost there."

At this moment, in the middle of the battlefield, the ink-white sword light was stronger than the other, the sword intent was finally completed, the mountains became water, and between the landscape and ink paintings, the two people were around, and the scenery changed instantly.

"You have no chance of winning in this realm"

Mu Qianyan turned the snow sword in his hand, the sword momentum was even better than before, and between his gestures, a strong pressure pressed down, and it was so heavy that people couldn't breathe.

Ning Chen intuitively felt that the space around his body was stagnant, and before making a move, he was three points slower, and the ink-white sword flowed into his body, and his right shoulder was dyed red in the blink of an eye.

"This young master of Cijian Heavenly Pavilion is really very close to the innate "In the dark night in the distance, Xi Yugong shook the feather fan lightly and said slowly.

Next to him, Yin Moxiao nodded, he was also at the peak of the ninth grade, he could clearly feel the faint innate aura in front of him, as long as there was no accident, Mu Qianxiao would soon step into the innate realm.

"These two will be your strong opponents in the martial arts in the future, you have to be careful," Xi Yugong reminded.

"Disciple understands, teacher, please rest assured" Yin Moxiao replied with the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

In the battlefield, the situation took a turn for the worse, and in the realm of mountains and rivers, Mu Qianyan became stronger and stronger, one move was stronger than another, one sword was faster than another, and he was almost invincible.

There were more and more injuries on Ning Chen's body, blood overflowed, and his clothes were dyed red, which was extremely dazzling.

The injured body did not make Ning Chen's moves hesitate, the palm shook the heavens and the earth, the sword fingers broke the ink white, the sword was double-lined, the nine-point attack, the one-point defense, although the injury was undefeated.

The outsider's brows became tighter and tighter, and everyone could see that the Knowing Destiny Marquis had begun to fall into the downwind, and the wind and snow on his body could not hide his blood-stained clothes.

Finally, the snow sword pierced into the left shoulder, and a sword entered the body, retreating several feet in a row, and the defeat was revealed.

Xia Ziyi came, saw this sword, and also saw the big Yin Qingque sword that was still hidden in the scabbard and had not yet come out.

When everyone thought that the Knowing Destiny Hou would be defeated, only Xia Ziyi's eyes were firmly fixed on the constantly trembling Dayin Qingque Sword, and he believed that Ning Chen would not be defeated before this sword came out.

"The Waves Strike Together"

Ning Chen clamped his fingers, temporarily restrained the snow sword, flipped his left palm, and the stormy waves rose wildly, wave after wave, and the entire heaven and earth were turned into water in an instant.

In the landscape ink painting, the water moves, and the white water gathers and is pulled by the blue waves, forming a blue-white monstrous wave.

In the world of mountains and rivers, there is an image of instability, and the ink-colored mountain boulders collapse and fall.

Mu Qianyan's eyes were cold, and the shocking mountain momentum converged, and he turned his palm and touched it hard, and suddenly, the five peaks lost color and converged in this palm.

With a bang, the heavens and the earth exploded, the landscape ink paintings were shattered, and in the wild sand, Ning Chen took ten more steps back, and before he could stand firmly, a mouthful of blood vomited out.

Mu Qianyan took three steps back, and the corners of his mouth were red for the first time.

In this palm duel, Ning Chen was defeated, but he also successfully broke through the landscape world drawn by the snow sword sword.

It's hard to say whether it's right or wrong to trade injuries for tricks, but it's the only way.

"This is the happiest battle I've ever fought since I learned swords, and you deserve my full strength."

When the words fell, Mu Qianyan took a step forward, and suddenly the wind and clouds around him swirled, and the power of the vast heaven and earth continued to gather, like the power of a god, making every figure in the distance change color.

Innate potential!

In this world, only the innate realm can mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and the biggest difference between the acquired and the innate lies in this, mortals cannot reverse the sky, and no matter how strong the martial artist is, it is impossible to compete with the vast power of heaven and earth.

One step is innate, just like a fish jumping over the dragon gate, jumping past, the dragon roars for nine days, can't jump over, and the fish swims in the shallows.

The young master of this Cijian Heavenly Pavilion has already crossed most of his body, and even if he falls, he will fall to the end of the Dragon Gate, and he will not fall into the dust again.

In the face of such a strong enemy, Ning Chen smiled unexpectedly, the only fair battle in his life, the opponent who was so strong that it was terrifying, it was difficult for him to hide the excitement in his heart.

A person who cultivates martial arts, who doesn't want to have a fair fight, Ning Chen also wants to, but he can't.

In the past, he couldn't be defeated, so he could only use conspiracy and calculation to strive for every victory, and victory was necessary and responsible.

Today, the burden of victory on his shoulders is lifted, and he can finally fight happily, it has nothing to do with him, only the martial arts, how can he not laugh.

In Weiyang Palace, a hundred miles away, Lime saw this smile, her heart was inexplicably sour, and she said softly, "Niangniang, he smiled"

The eldest grandson was stunned, and then sighed heavily, he was happy.

"Knort"

The sword of the big Yin Qingque is out of the sheath, the color of the heaven and the earth has changed, the frost is overwhelming, the peak of the sword momentum, even the sky can not bear it, a huge crack appears, shocking people's hearts, there is a smile on the face of the ancient city, and now there is a smile on the fate of the sky.

Battle intent, sword momentum, Ning Chen's most peak moment in this life, and it is also the strongest moment, this sword will be the sword that determines victory or defeat.

Facing Ning Chen, who was in the strongest state, Mu Qianyan didn't dare to be careless, the snow sword was in the sky, and the poignant elegance bloomed in the wind and snow, and the blood light rose, straight into the clouds.

"Half a day of remnant red reflecting the river and moon"

The strongest sword gathered the power of endless heaven and earth, and the bright moon lost its luster at this moment, and this blood light completely covered up the elegance.

On the other side, Ning Chen also released the power of the double scroll, the scroll of life, the scroll of the earth, and the power of the sky, in the monstrous blue waves, a peerless giant sword appeared, trembling for nine days.

"A storm splits thousands of miles"

The giant sword slashed the sky, the space was shattered, this sword amazed the world, crossed the boundary of the day after tomorrow, and infinitely approached the unattainable innate realm.

The two poles collided, the heaven and the earth were robbed, the earth could not bear the huge force, and began to shake violently, and huge ravines appeared, spreading thousands of feet away vertically and horizontally.

The two people who flew out with a bang were each dyed vermilion, and blood spurted out of their bodies, both wounded.

The last move was still a situation of victory or defeat, after Mu Qianyan landed, a mouthful of blood vomited out of his mouth, and the snow sword fell into the ground, stopping the retreat, and he wanted to raise the sword and fight again.

However, at this moment, Mu Qianyan's footsteps paused slightly, and a trace of regret flashed in his strange eyes.

"Ning Chen, this battle is over, I'm waiting for you in the Innate Realm"

Ning Chen was stunned, and he hadn't yet tasted the meaning of these words, but when he saw ahead, a pillar of inky white light rose into the sky, and the heavens and the earth were shocked.

In the dark night, the color of ink and white penetrated the sky, allowing everyone in the world to see this amazing scene.

"Innate"

An undoubted innate vision, powerful and heavy, dyed the entire sky a dark white.

Ning Chen came back to his senses, and immediately his face changed slightly, his figure flashed, and he came to Mu Qianyan in an instant.

Almost at the same time, in the dark place, three palms shot out, with the momentum of thunder, and fell with a bang.

Ning Chen, who was seriously injured at the end of the strong crossbow, forcibly raised his last body, walked with his sword, and blocked the power of the three palms.

"Boom"

The aftermath roared wildly, his hair was dyed red, and Ning Chen, who was under the strong crossbow, how could he resist the full strength of the three Nine Rank Peaks.

The inky white pillar of light behind him became more and more brilliant, and in the pillar of light, Mu Qianyan closed his eyes, his divine sense was locked, and he used all his strength to tribulate the Heavenly Demon Tribulation.

"With Ben Hou here, today, no one can cross the thunder pool by half a step!"

The sword that twisted the ground kept trembling, and Ning Chen stood in front of Mu Qianyan, shouldering the burden of life and death again.