Ning Shi's knife is very famous, at least more famous than the sword in Xun Kan's hand.

Ning Shi is not a knife made of foreign iron, Ning Shi is a knife made of water condensation.

This water is not a strange water, it is ordinary water that can be found everywhere.

This knife is the founding master of the Ning Han Sect, the moment the Great Emperor who is revered as the Snow Emperor becomes the emperor, a sword that is condensed in the air casually.

But after that, the Snow Emperor never condensed a weapon more powerful than Ning Shi, no one knew why, but Ning Shi became a legendary weapon, shining with the Snow Emperor in that era that belonged to the Ning Han Sect.

Everyone knows that Ning Shi is such a knife, because anyone who is cut by Ning Shi will be quickly frozen into ice sculptures, and Ning Shi will be inserted into the earth, and the earth will also become frozen soil.

After the disappearance of the Snow Emperor in his later years, Ning Shi also fell silent and never appeared in the world again.

There was only one time when the Condensing Cold Sect reached the moment of life and death, and the then Sect Leader forcibly pulled out the Condensing World that had stood in the wind and snow for thousands of years at all costs, slaughtered the Quartet, and saved the Condensing Cold Sect, and he himself also collapsed into ice crystal fragments after the war, drifting away with the wind.

In addition to the Snow Emperor, Bing Zhiqi is the second person who can really pick up Ning Shi at will, and probably no one would have thought that Ning Shi would finally burst out of life after such a long silence.

Chu Feng pursed his lips slightly, he looked at Bing Zhiqi on the side, and bowed slightly to show his gratitude.

The wooden whip in his hand is indeed miraculous, but when used as a weapon, it is still not as easy as a normal weapon.

Chu Feng clenched the hilt of the knife and felt a piercing chill.

This chill quickly swam all over his body, as if it was about to freeze him completely, his blood coagulated, his true qi stagnated, his breathing, his viscera, all fell silent in this moment.

It was as if he was dead, and at that moment, his aura completely dissipated, as if he was completely dead.

However, soon an inexplicable aura in his body began to tremble, and he began to respond to the chill from the condensing world, as if the ice and snow had melted, and his breath was restored in an instant, and it was like a stream with melting snow, but there was some improvement.

The chill completely dissipated, and instead a wave of warmth enveloped Chu Feng, making Chu Feng's limbs relaxed for a while.

He pulled his knife out of the ground, and the frost on the ground disintegrated.

He tied the knife and the coarse cloth wrapped in the knife around his waist, held the blade of the knife with his left hand, and held the handle of the knife with his right hand, looking at Xun Kan without the slightest fear.

He looked at Xiao Yuelian on the side, nodded slightly, didn't say much, just clenched the knife at his waist.

His gaze then moved to Xun Kan's body, and said lightly, "Please." ”

Xun Kan had been waiting for Chu Feng and didn't make a move, his sword was trembling, telling him that the knife was not an ordinary knife.

At least, his sword didn't react at all to the ridiculous wooden whip.

But he doesn't mind that his opponent has an extra powerful weapon, because he is absolutely confident in himself, and he is also confident in the sword in his hand.

This sword is called Thorn Night.

No one can tell the origin of this sword, even the old ancestor who brought this sword back, only knows that it is a sword found in the yellow mud of an ancient battlefield north of Yin Mountain in the world.

After a great earthquake at night, the sword revealed a corner in the yellow mud, and a ray of light tore through the eternal night, which was obtained by the ancestors who followed the light, and it was from this that the piercing night got its name.

The old ancestor dug up the yellow mud, and under the sword was a shining skeleton, which was clearly the remains of an emperor, but he died under the sword blade of the piercing night.

No one has ever known how powerful Midnight really is, because no one has ever been able to fully wield the power of Midnight, or even for a long time. However, after completing the perfect transformation of his body with the Heavenly Healing Elixir, he became the first user of the clan to be approved by the Night of Thorn.

His self-confidence and even conceit are based on strength, not blind self-righteousness and arrogance.

Xun Kan nodded slightly and said, "Please." ”

Neither of them did it at the first time, but just ran their respective exercises to the extreme, waiting for the natural explosion.

Chu Feng clenched Ning Shi tightly and did not pull out the knife from the sheath, because even if the operation of the Xue Jue in his body echoed with Ning Shi, he was not the master chosen by Ning Shi after all, and the consumption of wanting to wield Ning Shi was still huge, so he had to restrain his own shots, so that he could cause the most direct injuries to the other party in the limited time he could make, which could not allow too many mistakes.

Because Chu Feng didn't know what else he would give birth to next, he had to reduce his consumption and use his best state to meet the worst situation that might happen next.

And Xun Kan was also very cautious, and did not rush to strike first because Chu Feng was unwilling to make a move, no matter how much he despised his opponent in words, but he couldn't ignore that knife, and he couldn't deny that his opponent was not weak, so he had to maintain a cautious attitude to avoid too many mistakes.

The two men were silent and faced each other, their eyes colliding fiercely in the air, but before making a move, they began to compete in momentum.

No one looked away, and although the other's gaze fell into their own eyes and stabbed a little, they still stubbornly persisted.

At this moment, whoever looks away first will lose three points first.

There are many clear-eyed people among the onlookers, who know that the two of them have fallen into an extremely delicate state at the moment, but there are also some mediocre people among them, seeing that the two are just staring at each other, but they have never made a move, they can't help but shout: "It's a fight!"

This shout was a boulder thrown into the lake.

Whether it is Chu Feng or Xun Kan, the string in his mind is tense to the extreme, and it will explode at any time.

And this shout was the signal of the explosion, like thunder, which made the two of them turn into streamers at the same time and rush towards each other.

Chu Feng didn't draw his sword, while Xun Kan held the sword in his hand.

The Night Sword followed the arc above the blade, and there was a strange thin line that stretched forward, straight forward.

That thin dark golden line, if you don't look closely and don't feel it carefully, it's easy to ignore it.

But this thin line cannot be ignored, and there is a murderous motive hidden on this thin line.

There are thousands of tiny rays of light lurking on this thin line, like a horse-drawn carriage parked on a straight avenue, tail to end.

These smaller rays of light, waiting for the command, gallop out and deal a fatal blow to their enemies.

These rays are very small, but there are many of them.

A needle is not terrible, but when it rains needles that day, even a giant elephant with rough skin and thick flesh will be transformed into a poor hedgehog.

That's the terrible thing about this sword.

Chu Feng knew that this sword, this sword was not a special feature of piercing the night, this sword was the "scattered into the spring breeze" of the clear stream. The general way to deal with the scattered spring breeze is to keep a distance, or to defend it perfectly.

And singing snow tricks is a kind of offensive and defensive exercise.

He didn't draw his knife, but just clenched Ning Shi, singing the snow trick in his body with all his might, one by one the ice lotus condensed beside him, spinning out bursts of resentful whimpering, and the petal lotus opened and closed, refracting a dazzling light to the surroundings.

The sword blade of the piercing night went straight to Chu Feng, and Chu Feng felt a solemn murderous aura, like a huge wave rushing towards his face, covering the sky and the sun, blocking all his senses.

Chu Feng had to admit that Xun Kan's sword was so strong that even such a solemn killing intent could be used to block his perception.

But Chu Feng didn't have too many ideas, because he had seen a stronger sword, although Xun Kan's sword also had a bit of meaning in that sword, but after all, it was just Dong Shi's imitation.

The front end of the thin line came into contact with a delicate ice lotus, the leaves and flowers of the ice lotus withered and withered in an instant, and the thin line also cracked into a dark golden light in the sky in an instant, making a noisy and cutting sound, and fell densely towards Chu Feng.

All the ice lotuses began to spin upward, using their round lotus leaves to resist and dissipate the dark golden light, but at the same time, the petals were bombarded into and out of the honeycomb-like dense pores.

Although it is only a small millimeter, these millimeters still carry a huge amount of power, which should not be underestimated at all. Although Chu Feng's defense could not be said to be as pale as white paper, it did not leak a drop of water.

There were golden needles that had passed through the ice lotus's defense and penetrated Chu Feng's body, but Chu Feng's face did not have the slightest change in expression, as if he couldn't feel pain.

He is just constantly moving forward, and there is only Xun Kan in his eyes.

Xun Kan showed a mocking smile, Qingliujian is not good at hand-to-hand combat, it is a well-known fact.

He knew that his opponent wanted to fight him hand-to-hand and bully his disadvantage, but he was not too afraid. Still, he playfully stepped back and wanted to tease the opponent in front of him.

Let him come near to him before he dies.

Xun Kanman thought disdainfully, he was a little curious about what kind of look his opponent would have at that time, but he was afraid of ...... You can't believe it, right?

Xun Kan's wrist turned, the technique changed, the sword light in his hand trembled, and the light disappeared, and with the flying of the piercing night, an extremely brilliant sword light finally burst out, rotating around, blocking Chu Feng's way forward, and the sword light that erupted instantly cut the earth into a huge gap, and the crack was smooth and smooth, like a mirror.

Chu Feng still didn't draw his sword, even if the opponent made him feel tricky, he was still unwilling to draw the knife.

The Night Piercing Sword swept in front of him, and if he wanted to go straight to Xun Kan, he would either need to defeat the Night Piercing Night, or he would have to bear this sword ray.

Chu Feng naturally wouldn't bear this sword, even if his physical body was very strong, it didn't mean that he would never be injured.

Especially now, that sword is still a mysterious piercing night.

Chu Feng is still waiting, waiting for an opportunity, he is also pressing, forcing the opponent to give himself a chance.

"But that's it. Xun Kan saw Chu Feng dodging embarrassedly under the sword light of the piercing night, and he was quite sarcastic.

He knew that his opponent was waiting for an opportunity, so he was reluctant to give his opponent a chance, he was not ready to play the previous game, and he also needed to save his strength to deal with the other elders.

So Xun Kan waved his hand, spun around the night, turned out a ghostly light, and fell into Xun Kan's hands.

Xun Kan flicked his wrist, and a dark golden dragon pattern appeared on the sword body of the piercing night, and then a dragon groaned, and a pair of dark golden eyes suddenly opened behind him with the flow of Xun Kan's sword light.

Then, a huge lightsaber, like a mountain, fell from the sky.