The red-clothed and white-clothed fought together, leaving Zituo Mountain and Songxue Village, and Sun Hao, who was holding the evil sword, retreated while fighting and heading towards the northern ice field.

Masters of the same level fought in close quarters, and no one dared to expose their backs in front of each other.

If there is even a breath of distance between the two, it is not a problem for one of them to escape, but if it is a hand-to-hand combat that is dangerous and dangerous, it is impossible to escape.

At this moment, the female demon Zhuang Ying was bent on fighting, but Sun Hao, who was in white, only wanted to leave, and went to the ice field to meet with the woman of the night country.

Jiang Ning, who chased him out alone, had no one around him, so it was necessary to hide his clumsiness, let go of the internal force, injected it into the rope, pulled one of the branches of a cedar that had not been crushed by the avalanche of moderate thickness, pulled it violently, and shot it out like a stone on a slingshot.

With the internal strength of his body alone, he didn't expect to be able to catch up with those two people, and Jiang Ning was forced to use such a method.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a thick layer of snow on the ground, Jiang Ning would not dare to use such a method casually.

Even if there is a layer of snow higher than a person on the ground of the cedar plain, every time Jiang Ning pulls, ejects, and falls into the snow, the taste is absolutely uncomfortable.

After three ejections in a row, although Jiang Ning's internal force consumption was not much, blood had oozed from the corners of his mouth, his internal organs were slightly injured, and the muscles on his hands and arms were also painful.

Fortunately, the effect of this is still very obvious, Zhuang Ying and Sun Hao in front of them are fighting while walking after all, Jiang Ning doesn't fight here, just chasing, and he can barely keep up.

For the fourth time, Jiang Ning's position crossed the two people in the battle for the first time and came to their front.

The person hanging in the back, whether it was Sun Hao or Zhuang Ying, was aware of it.

The female devil knew Jiang Ning early on, and in the cave, if he hadn't seen his inch swordsmanship and had enlightenment, and had gone further on the sword path, he might not be Sun Hao's opponent at all at this time.

After all, behind Sun Hao, there was a teaching of a woman from the Night Kingdom who had entered the Immortal Realm for more than two hundred years.

So seeing that Jiang Ning was able to catch up, although there was some surprise, it was not unacceptable.

As for that Sun Hao, he already hated Jiang Ning very much.

If it weren't for his tricky hook before, he would have gotten out at this moment, and he would not have been entangled by Zhuang Ying and caught in such a dilemma.

Originally, the person was hanging behind, he was pressed and beaten by Zhuang Ying, so he naturally had no time to take care of it, but now that Jiang Ning sent it to the door, Sun Hao didn't plan to let him go!

That silver flower was left to him by the woman in the immortal realm of the night country, but Sun Hao had already touched the threshold of the immortal realm, and he didn't plan to take it, but thought about leaving it to Zhuang Ying, which could be regarded as making up for his debt to the other party, but things had developed to this point, if he didn't accept the silver flower and immediately entered the immortal realm, then there would inevitably be a life and death between him and Zhuang Ying.

He didn't want to die, he wanted to find that person, but he didn't want to kill Zhuang Ying, she was the person he liked, even if he fell in love with someone else at the moment, he couldn't kill him.

"You damn it!" Sun Hao, who had always been smiling and making people feel like a spring breeze, looked at Jiang Ning, who had just stood up from the snow in front of him, his voice was cold and murderous.

The fourth ejection, Jiang Ning's viscera was further damaged, the injury expanded, his arms and legs were slightly weak, but there was a calm smile on his face that Sun Hao had in the belly of the mountain before.

"But you can't kill me!" Jiang Ning's voice was not loud, but with an incomparable confidence.

"Oh, really?" Sun Hao sneered, as if he had eyes behind his back, and he turned his hand on his back, and coincidentally blocked Zhuang Ying's sharp knife from behind.

The sword was blocked, but the domineering and incomparable sword qi penetrated into Sun Hao's heart through the sword body.

"Poof!"

The man in white spurted out a mouthful of blood, his body borrowed from the scarlet shadow, and his speed suddenly accelerated, throwing off the distance of Zhuang Ying, and he came to Jiang Ning in an instant.

The steps are like frost and the moon, and the sword is like a star, but in the meantime, there is an awe-inspiring evil qi, blood qi, and dead qi that burst out from above the wish.

Jiang Ning smiled.

This person's swordsmanship is like the moon and the breeze, lonely and arrogant, but the sword aura is like a hell, and the evil aura is awe-inspiring.

It looks like it is both good and evil, a demigod and a half-ghost, and it is extremely contradictory.

"Such a contradictory swordsmanship, such a contradictory person, it is no wonder that such a thing happened in the Sword Village back then. ”

In Jiang Ning's words, the white-clothed man's face changed slightly, but the offensive did not retreat for half a minute, and a sword was as cold as a meteor in the night sky, bright and swift, heading straight for Jiang Ning's throat.

Just because this person's quick-thinking is better than his own, he has already sentenced Jiang Ning to death in his heart.

If he is allowed to live, even if he successfully escapes back to the ice field, there is such a person standing on the opposite side of him, but I am afraid that it will not be so easy to get out in the end.

Jiang Ning squinted slightly, and his right hand clenched the long sword at his waist, which was given to him by blacksmith Luo Mingyuan.

"It's good!" Jiang Ning's face was still calm, and he even had some smiles that were easy to play, but his body was already overturned.

Not for anything else, just because, at this moment, he condensed all the internal force in his body in the palm of his hand, and with the help of the original cultivation memory, at this moment, he forcibly transformed the internal force into a bit of true yuan.

That Zhenyuan is really just a little bit, barely enough for him to make a sword.

But for Jiang Ning, one sword is enough!

Phoenix tour on the phoenix platform, phoenix goes to the Taikong River artesian!

You're fast, I'm faster than you!

Jiang Ning's sword pierced Sun Hao's heart, the tip of the sword was like a pen tip that was so strong that ink seeped through the back of the paper, and the red blood was like plum blossoms, dripping on the snow surface under the wind, slowly fainting.

Sun Hao's sword was only stiffly stabbed in the air.

If Jiang Ning is not confident, this sword, even if he eats the silver flower, he will definitely not be able to dodge!

Jiang Ning did not take the sword from the other party's body

pulled out of the body, not because he didn't want to, but because he really didn't have that strength.

Zhu Jue fell on the snow, Sun Hao didn't look at Jiang Ning again, but turned his head and grinned at Zhuang Ying, who had just caught up.

Just smiled.

"Do you regret it?" Zhuang Ying's eyes were red, before the duel, she thought that if he really changed his mind, he would die under the blessing, but now that he has really changed his mind, she did not die, but he was going to die.

"Do you regret it?" Although Sun Hao opened his eyes, he couldn't see anything for a long time, and only vaguely heard someone asking.

He used his last strength to pout, and said with a smile: "The silver flower is yours." ”

Zhuang Ying smiled miserably, and the scarlet shadow came out of her hand, and landed side by side in the snow with the evil sword, and her person had already turned around and disappeared into the vast snowfield.

Jiang Ning licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was a strong iron smell in his throat, he bent down reluctantly, took out an unpretentious pine box from the arms of the dead man in white, opened the lid of the box, and poured the silver-white flowers condensed from the fire tree into his mouth.

(End of chapter)