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; Ning Chen stood in the sea of fog, carefully recalling the previous sword, only after experiencing it himself, did he know how terrifying Fang Cai's sword was.

Can't avoid it, can't block it, and don't even have a chance to react.

At that moment, it was as if the heavens and the earth were frozen and motionless.

Twilight didn't say anything more, this sword was returned for Twilight Chengxue, which was the only thing he could do as an elder.

As for how much the young man in front of him can comprehend, it is not for him to consider.

Ning Chen was indeed stumped, and for a whole day, his brows were furrowed, and he never let go.

After experiencing this sword in person, the ink sword in Ning Chen's hand could no longer stab a sword, and he found that he couldn't use a sword.

When the night fell, the ink sword was returned to its sheath and inserted at the end of heaven and earth, and Ning Chen traveled far away to find the traces of weak water.

He doesn't know how to use a sword, and carrying it with him is only a burden.

In the next three days, Ning Chen never touched the ink sword at the end of heaven and earth, and stood in the sea of fog all day to recall that sword, frowning and motionless, as if he was in a daze.

What was wrong with him?

Under the sea of chaotic fog, a larger vortex kept turning, and something new was condensing, but this time I didn't know what it was.

Twilight hadn't said a word since that night, and sat there, waiting.

On the fourth day, Ning Chen tried to pull out the ~ ink sword, but after trying several times, he didn't know how to make this sword.

Heaven and earth cannot be fixed, and he feels this way, no doubt it is an illusion.

At that moment, he also felt that his body was out of control, as if the spirit and body were separated.

It's fast, but not quite, that sword is obviously a little slower than when Du Chengxue took out the sword, but he didn't feel this way when he faced Du Chengxue.

It's like Twilight's sword that cuts through the sea of fog, it is obviously weak at first, but then it becomes stronger and stronger, and finally turns into an invincible sword that slashes the sky.

Time passed little by little, and when the sun was about to set, the ink sword in Ning Chen's hand, which had been silent, slowly raised, and suddenly, the sea of fog churned and turned violently.

Before the sword came out, the sword intent went first, and after an instant, a sword swept out, and the three-foot sea of fog separated instantly.

"Oh?"

A light sigh of appreciation, a touch of recognition crossed Twilight's eyes, although the understanding is ordinary, but the concentration is not bad, after so long of enlightenment, he finally stabbed the first sword.

The true meaning of the sword, fast, accurate, and concentrated, and the simple pursuit of moves will only go farther and farther.

People in the world pay too much attention to the moves and ignore the essence of the essence, and the more complicated the sword moves, the more energy will be wasted.

The true meaning of the sword, in the beginning, existed only in this simple stab.

I can't even do the first sword well, and learning the sword for a hundred years is equivalent to not learning.

Three feet, the length of a sword, is also the beginning of learning swords, he has been learning swords for forty years, before he can open ten thousand feet of chaos, this son's first sword can open three feet, which is already good.

He remembered that in the past, the first sword of Jian Er opened the barren river, and it also opened three feet, and Jian San has not yet done it, only Jian Yi has the highest understanding, and the first sword opened thirteen feet.

Twilight Chengxue does not practice swordsmanship, but talent and understanding are difficult to find in ancient and modern times, and a sword can cut off the barren river.

In the sea of chaotic fog, Ning Chen naturally didn't know this, looked at the ink sword in his hand, and fell into deep thought.

He seemed to understand something, but there were many more things he didn't understand.

He can drive three feet of chaos, but only three feet.

In front of the sword, even a single point, he couldn't do it.

This night, after Ning Chen went to land, he carried his sword and respectfully saluted Twilight.

"Twilight seniors, juniors are leaving, thank you again for your guidance"

Last night, he had found traces of weak water, and after tonight, whether he could find the flower on the other side or not, he would not come back.

Twilight didn't respond, what he had to say had been said overnight, and there was nothing more to say.

Ning Chen left in a ghost sedan chair, the ink sword was returned to the sheath behind his waist, the land of the extreme east, and the land of the moment, he had not looked for it, he had seen traces of weak water flowing outside a canyon last night, but there was not much time, he did not go in to look for it.

The ghost sedan chair traveled southwest, swept by, and when the bright moon hung high, it reached the canyon.

Barren canyon, with nothing, desolate and vast.

After going deep into the canyon for hundreds of miles, the surroundings became more barren, with no life, no sound, and only the silence that remained unchanged for eternity.

Such a scene, so familiar to him, almost exactly the same as the underworld, cold, silent, lifeless.

Under the walls of the canyon, there are vague signs of weak water flowing through, but the weak water has dried up and there is no trace of it.

Ning Chen was puzzled between his eyebrows, if it was the source of weak water, how could it dry up.

Weak water, unlike ordinary water, does not evaporate and will never disappear as long as no one removes it.

After another hundred miles, the traces left by the weak water began to spread upwards along the mountain wall, all the way to places that could not be seen by the eye.

Ning Chen had no choice but to follow the traces of the weak water to see if he could find the trace of the flower on the other side.

The mountain road is rugged, difficult and difficult, but for the ghost sedan chair, it does not have much impact, half an hour later, suddenly, a red flower appeared on the stone rock in the distance, under the night, proudly**.

Ning Chen's expression was overjoyed, and he hurriedly stepped forward, and almost at the same time, a familiar figure appeared, sweeping forward.

While grabbing the flower on the other side, the two glanced at each other, and then slapped it with one palm without hesitation.

"Son of God"

"Knowing the Destiny"

The two who were shocked at the same time were first surprised, and then the infinite battle intent erupted.

"It's really an unexpected fate," Jun Shaoqing sighed softly.

In any case, he never thought that the young man who was knocked off the cliff by him in the past would cause such a big stir later.

"The demeanor of the son of God will also be unforgettable in the next life," Ning Chen said calmly.

It can be said that the Son of God made him see the power of a martial arts powerhouse for the first time, and after that, he also thanked him for sitting in a wheelchair for a few months.

"You're also here to find flowers on the other side?" Jun Shaoqing asked.

"En," Ning Chen nodded.

On the stone rock, the flowers on the other side bloomed gorgeously, and the two were only ten steps apart, but no one moved.

"If you hand in the birth scroll, I can give you the flowers on the other side," Jun Shaoqing said slowly.

"Do you think it's possible?" Ning Chen asked rhetorically.

The two talked, calmly without a trace of anger, like the reminiscence of old friends meeting each other.

However, the conversation will always end, and when we meet again, the two are still friends and foes.

"Don't speculate, let your subordinates see the truth"

Jun Shaoqing's expression was cold, and the air pressure around him immediately dropped, and the powerful aura was surging, spreading continuously, and the power was amazing.

Ning Chen's expression also became solemn, a long time ago, the son of God was called the first person under the congenital, and now goodbye, it seems to be stronger.

He has seen a lot of peak powerhouses under the congenital, such as Hades, Xia Ziyi, and Mu Qianyan when he has not stepped into the innate realm, etc.

Among these people, the Son of God is undoubtedly the most outstanding.

If it weren't for the existence of that woman, the Son of God might have been the strongest Heaven Receiving Realm powerhouse he had ever seen.

The ink sword behind Ning Chen trembled slightly, and the aura around his body slowly moved, and the corresponding pain followed.

Since you can't fight for a long time, you can fight quickly.

The breath of the sword finger condensed but did not emit, Ning Chen's feet moved, and the sword finger broke through the air, slashing a silver streamer, straight to the heart of the son of God.

Jun Shaoqing turned sideways, and the silver streamer changed direction at the same time, slashing horizontally, startling a brilliant snow.

Ning Chen was fast against strong, trying not to give Jun Shaoqing a chance to fight back, above the sword finger, the silver brilliance condensed the frost bloom, and swayed one after another fierce killing light.

Jun Shaoqing's footsteps moved, avoiding the sword lights, and at the same time, his palms gathered the true yuan, surging out.

Fingers facing each other, Ning Chen swallowed three points of injury, and the sword qi came out through the fingers, instantly breaking through the palm of the Son of God.

Jun Shaoqing frowned, his body was running, and he shook the former with one palm.

"You shouldn't be so weak"

Jun Shaoqing said slowly, the foundation forged by the scroll of life is unparalleled in the world, but he can't feel that absolute power in Ning Chen's moves.

In the world, almost all moves have to rely on true qi to urge, and Ning Chen gave him the feeling that the moves were exquisite, but he lacked stamina.

"See you again, you've let me down"

When the words fell, Jun Shaoqing raised his hand, causing the world to change, the thunder covered all sides, the wind was angry, the reappearance of the shocking move, the ditch changed the heavens, and the hands of the son of God, the thunder rolled, shaking the heavens and the earth, and the power was terrifying to tear the heavens and the earth apart.

"Dark Thunder"

The dark thunder reappeared, the universe exploded, the universe hung upside down, and the mountains and rocks collapsed and collapsed on the canyon.

When the opportunity came, behind Ning Chen, the ink sword flew out, and in an instant, Ning Chen swept out, grabbed the ink sword, the three-foot forbidden area, and opened the sky with a sword.

"Ugh"

The sword entered his heart, Jun Shaoqing grabbed the ink sword, endured the severe pain, and returned the trick with his right hand, surging with anger, and shook the person in front of him with a bang.

Ning Chen landed, took a few steps back, vomited a mouthful of blood, and stabilized his body.

The sword qi entered the body, and Jun Shaoqing's blood qi churned violently, and the gong body operated, forcibly suppressing the sword qi that was surging in the heart veins.

"You've seen the sword of the deserted city," Jun Shaoqing said hoarsely.

"Is it important?" Ning Chen said coldly, holding his sword on the ground.

"I was careless this time, and next time, you won't have such good luck"

When the words fell, Jun Shaoqing stepped on his feet, turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the night in a blink of an eye.

Ning Chen didn't chase after him, he walked to the other side of the flower step by step with his sword, pulled it up gently, and then left in a ghost sedan chair.

The son of God is worthy of being the son of God, and that sword, if it were someone else, would never be able to react.

Jun Shaoqing was able to grab the ink sword at the last moment, this kind of reaction ability is rare in the world.

It's a pity that he couldn't get rid of it here, he knows very well that the son of God is already very close to the Innate, and if he misses this opportunity, the next time they meet, it will be even more difficult.

The ghost sedan chair is going west, as fast as it is extreme, and it is different from when it came, at this time it is facing away from the direction of the rising sun in the east, and it will take some more time.

At the end of heaven and earth, the first rays of morning light shone on Twilight, and then, rapidly, spread from east to west.

Heaven and earth began to light up from east to west, the ghost sedan chair galloped, in the race against time, the distant east, the dividing line between night and day, constantly moving westward, at this moment, just like the world and hell, it seems to be far away, but in fact it is only a stone's throw away. >

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