"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Two sword qi shot out at the same time.

One is Ning Ji's gentleman's sword qi that fuses his own two sword intents, and the other is the Qinglian Phantom's Qinglian sword qi that fuses Qinglian sword intent.

"Poof!"

Two sword qi collided in the air.

Qinglian sword qi smashed the gentleman's sword qi in a devastating attitude, flickered in the air, and the sword qi weakened by three points, and continued to slash towards Ning Ji.

Ning Ji's face sank slightly, and his figure moved sideways in a flash.

"Although Qinglian's sword qi only fused with one sword intent, the fusion of his sword intent and sword qi was even more perfect, and it was natural. On the contrary, Ning Ji, although he comprehended the two artistic conceptions, he only imposed the artistic conception on the sword qi, and there were still many flaws in the combination, but it was not as pure as the Qinglian sword qi...... In terms of artistic conception alone, the difference between the two is not big, but Ning Ji uses True Qi to urge the sword qi, while the phantom's sword qi uses the true element, which is a step worse in terms of energy level. This is also the reason why Ning Ji's gentleman's sword qi was so simply defeated. Yang Ming's eyes flashed, and he groaned in his heart.

"Tianxingjian, a gentleman strives for self-improvement!"

Ning Ji took the initiative to attack after avoiding the Qinglian sword qi, and spat lightly in his mouth, so he reused the plan, locking the Qinglian phantom with the "gentleman's sword intent" and "endless sword intent", condensing the true qi of his whole body in the pine pattern ancient sword, and slashing towards the Qinglian phantom with an afterimage.

"Buzz!"

When the long sword fell, the aura of the phantom suddenly changed, and a pale cyan lotus-shaped phantom appeared at the feet of the phantom, and the green lotus leaves bloomed nine and the leaf petals turned. Shattered Ning Ji's sword intent blockade, and the next moment it turned into an afterimage and disappeared from the spot.

"Bang!"

The sword fell. The sword qi cut a ten-zhang long sword mark on the ground.

In the next moment, the formation patterns on the ground flashed with a misty white light. In the blink of an eye, the sword marks were gone, and it was restored to its original form.

This room even has a self-healing effect.

Yang Ming was not too surprised by this, if it didn't have this function, the Thousand Illusions True Long Pagoda would have been dismantled by the disciples of the Yellow Dragon Sect long ago.

After Ning Ji's trick failed, he was able to defend passively and retreated again and again.

In the room, the battle situation was one-sided, and the Qinglian Phantom had the upper hand and suppressed Ning Ji with an absolute victory.

"Ning Ji can't do it. If there is no accident, this guy will be defeated within ten moves...... This is...... The third mood!"

"Could it be that this guy is also hanging up, breaking through the battle!"

Just as Yang Ming was muttering to himself, the situation in the field had a new change.

Ning Ji's aura suddenly changed, and when he was about to lose, he broke through, turned the third artistic conception into sword intent, and fused it into the sword qi.

There was a heavy meaning in the new sword qi, and it added three points of power.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great ingenuity does not work.

"Phew!"

The sword qi that fused the three artistic conceptions, the Qinglian Phantom, shot away. collided with Qinglian Sword Qi.

"Bang!"

The two sword qi exploded in the air at the same time, and they were unexpectedly equal and fell into the embers.

"What a heavy move, he's going against the sky...... But I'm afraid that just three artistic conceptions are not enough!" Yang Ming thought secretly.

Really. Although Ning Ji was strong, it was only comparable to the strength of the Qinglian Phantom, and it was not enough to defeat him.

But. The Qinglian Phantom is an illusion projected by the Thousand Illusions True Dragon Pagoda, and his true essence is endless. Endlessly.

The time will come when manpower will run out.

Moreover, Ning Ji is only an Extreme Martial Saint. Forcibly destroying the "Three Intentions" sword qi consumes a very large amount of true qi...... His true qi reserves are even inferior to Yang Ming's.

Sure enough, after about thirty more moves, Ning Ji's true qi weakened and gradually became invincible.

"It's not that the strength is inferior, but the rules are in favor of the phantom. He's going to lose this battle...... If he can't fuse the fourth artistic conception into the sword qi at the last moment!" Yang Ming said in his heart.

The comprehension of artistic conception is very difficult, and the difficulty coefficient will increase exponentially with each more artistic conception. The same is true for the integration of artistic conception into the moves, and the fusion of the fourth artistic conception is several times more difficult than the third artistic conception.

In the end, Ning Ji still couldn't make another breakthrough!

After a few moves, Ning Ji was already in danger, facing the sword qi that Qinglian Phantom slashed at him...... Ning Ji didn't say a word, and directly crushed the jade talisman.

"Hum. ”

Ning Ji turned into a white light and disappeared from the room.

At the same time as the jade talisman was crushed, the Qinglian Phantom also put away its offensive and dissipated into a puff of green smoke.

"This girl is going pretty simply...... Then it's my turn. ”

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth were hooked, how could he have a little seriously injured and dying at this time, his face was ruddy, his blood was vigorous, he was full of energy, he jumped twice on the spot, and his body was great.

……

"He came out. Luo Feng saw the white light flashing, and opened his mouth to shout.

Heishi breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart: "The surname Yang has finally come out, this guy can fight with the sixth phantom for so long, he is definitely a master of mixing pigs and eating tigers, but he finally came out...... Wow!"

"Ning Ji. ”

After seeing the people who came out clearly, the black stone instantly spartan, which was sour...... Then he thought again: "Could it be that the guy surnamed Yang ...... One was accidentally hung by a phantom?"

"How about you. Luo Feng also asked.

Ning Ji glanced at Luo Feng, and the latter couldn't help laughing: "I didn't mean that......"

"Elder Mu, the disciple has a negative entrustment, and he didn't bring the jade slip back. Ning Ji didn't pay attention to him at all, and said to Elder Mu.

A look of disappointment flashed in Elder Mu's eyes, and he immediately sighed, "It doesn't matter, you're fine." ”

Ning Ji clenched his fists and said confidently: "However, I have fully understood the strength of the seventh phantom, as long as I give my disciple three more days, I will be sure to defeat him." ”

"Really. Elder Mu said in surprise.

"Yes. Ning Ji's voice was sonorous and powerful, giving people a sense of certainty and convincing.

"Good, good, good. ”

Elder Mu shouted three times in a row, couldn't help laughing, and said in a gentle voice: "You don't have to be stressed, you've been waiting for more than five hundred years, not a few days." You have plenty of time. ”

Then he remembered that there was still one person missing, and said, "What about Yang Ming?"

Ning Ji said: "Yang Ming is still inside. He was slightly injured while challenging the sixth phantom...... It's time to come out soon. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the door.

As a result, I waited left and right, and there was no movement.

After a cup of tea. Elder Mu's heart was puzzled.

"Could it be that Senior Brother Yang was phantomed...... With Senior Brother Yang's strength, even if he is defeated, he should have the ability to crush the jade talisman. Luo Feng muttered quietly.

"Elder, let's not wait for him. I think he can't get out, so let's just go. Blackstone was more straightforward.

As soon as his words fell, Yang Ming appeared.

……

"Bang!"

Qinglian sword qi slashed at Yang Ming's chest, leaving a white mark on his chest.

"It's kind of interesting, but ...... Not enough to see!"

Yang Ming patted his chest and grinned. Against the sword qi that shot like a storm, he strode in front of the Qinglian Phantom, and blasted out with a punch, piercing through the layers of True Yuan shields, piercing through the cyan lotus body protection sword intent, and piercing through the chest of the Qinglian Phantom.

Simple, direct, violent, effective!

"It's over. Yang Ming muttered.

The next moment, a white light flashed in a formation, and after the light, a jade slip appeared in the room. Floating in front of Yang Ming.

"This is the Qinglian Sword Sutra!"

A fiery look flashed across Yang Ming's face, and he grabbed the jade slip and stuck it on his forehead.

A piece of information came into Yang Ming's sea of knowledge.

"Junior, if you can see this information, it means that you have defeated the phantom of Qinglian's seventh sword, which is indeed very remarkable. But it's still far from the deity...... When the deity was in the Martial Saint, he had already realized the ninth sword of Qinglian. ”

"Since you can pass the test of the deity, the deity will give you a chance...... In fact, the "Blue Lotus Sword Sutra" was not created by the deity. Rather, the deity was comprehended from a broken immortal book. ”

"Want to get the Book of Immortals?"

"As long as you defeat the ninth phantom of the deity, you can get the immortal book. Chance has been given to you. Whether you can get it or not depends on your chances...... and strength. ”

"This message disappears after you read it...... That's a reward for you. ”

Yang Ming had just finished reading this paragraph. A white light flashed on the jade slip, and he vaguely heard a soft sound of "pop".

"The Qinglian Sword Sutra is not from Qinglian Zhenjun's self-realization, but from a book...... Immortal Book!"

"No wonder Qinglian Zhenjun didn't cultivate any true scriptures in the sect after entering the sect, because he has an immortal book!"

Yang Ming's face showed ecstasy, and he put the jade slip on his forehead again.

The words left by Qinglian Zhenjun have been erased from the jade slip, and only one "Qinglian Sword Sutra" is left in the jade slip.

Yang Ming let out a long sigh of relief, and put away the jade slip with a happy face.

Want to keep up the challenge?

The answer is self-explanatory.

Yang Ming did not hesitate to activate the jade talisman, and the eighth phantom appeared.

"Tremble, tremble!"

Yang Ming's battle intent soared into the sky, he roared violently, and smashed the sword qi slashed out by the eighth phantom with a punch, and rushed forward with an afterimage flashing in place.

"Bang bang bang!"

Yang Ming shattered the True Yuan shield of the Qinglian Phantom with one punch, and shattered his Qinglian Body Protective Sword Intent with another punch, and the last punch directly exploded the Qinglian Phantom.

"Roar...... Ninth Phantom, come on!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Ming activated the jade talisman again and rushed towards the ninth phantom.

"Whoosh!"

A blue lotus sword qi shot out, as if it had traveled through the distance of space, and came in a flash.

"Crush me!"

Yang Ming punched out.

The fist of flesh and blood collided with the sword qi, making a "bang" sound.

The entire room seemed to have been thrown into a lake of stone seeds, centered on the place where the fist and blood qi collided, and ripples rippled in the air, instantly disturbing the peace in the room.

The sword qi shattered like foam.

Yang Ming's whole person also took two steps back, and the skin on his knuckles exploded, revealing his pale phalanges.

The next moment, Yang Ming's face changed.

"What a strong sword intent. ”

As soon as the words came out, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof". (To be continued......)