He had only seen Han Zheng for a short week, and even if he learned the Laoshan Dao Method, which had a special effect on demons, Yan Ning could still feel the absolute pressure from Han Zheng. [_]suimеng.

This pressure, although not as good as the Dragon King Ao Yuan, is not much worse than the Jiaolong Black Armor, if Han Zheng goes all out to fight the Black Armor, Yan Ning really can't tell who will win and who will lose!

"Don't bully young people into poverty!"

Yan Ning let out a low cry in his throat, and then the green tendons in his hands burst out, and the terrifying force was transmitted to the Kunwu Sword in his hand, and he actually pushed Han Zheng and the giant sword under his feet open!

Han Zheng was slightly surprised, but there was no show on his face, being able to resist his giant sword only meant that ordinary attacks did not work against Yan Ning, and it did not necessarily mean that Yan Ning was enough to defeat him.

Yan Ning pushed Han Zheng away, without any hesitation, he directly rose into the air, and read aloud:

"The thunder is faint, and the mines are combined. As soon as the thunder was fired, the mines were combined. Thunder and calm. Kill the form. Haste as a law!"

A spell was instantly formed on the blade of the Kunwu Sword, and Yan Ning slashed at Han Zheng fiercely, Han Zheng smiled disdainfully: "In terms of using a sword, who in the world can be my Han Zheng's opponent?" In just one week, you can have the courage to challenge me again, which is already commendable, but if you think you can defeat me, you must be an idiot!"

Han Zheng was not afraid at all, and faced the Kunwu sword, and hundreds of flying swords were hovering around Han Zheng, as dense as a rain of swords.

"Slash!"

Yan Ning came to the outside of the sword and shield, and the ghostly aura on Kunwu's sword was swirling, only to see a black light flash, and Han Zheng's face suddenly changed greatly!

Half of the flying swords that protected Han Zheng lost control at this moment, paused in mid-air, and were particularly conspicuous among the flowing flying swords, and a crisp cracking sound sounded in everyone's ears, and the flying swords that stopped in mid-air were all broken at the waist, turned into broken copper and iron, and fell from mid-air!

"This ...... How is this possible!" Han Zheng was frightened.

Of course, it is impossible for the Demon Slashing Spell to have such power, the reason why Yan Ning was able to cut off these flying swords was entirely because of the Kunwu Sword, but it was also thanks to the Demon Slashing Spell to break through the defense on the flying sword, otherwise it would be impossible to achieve this effect with the Kunwu Sword alone.

This result also greatly surprised Yan Ning, he stood with his sword in his hand, and said with a smile: "Han Xiaozi, do you see clearly? Who is the king of swords? Your precious flying sword, in front of Kun Wu, is just a pile of broken copper and iron!"

Han Zheng's face turned blue and white for a while, but soon, all his anger and unwillingness turned into greed, his eyes were firmly fixed on the Kunwu sword, and there was no shadow of Yan Ning in his eyes: "I was wrong, haha! I was wrong! I thought that the way of the sword was no longer good in many ways, but most of them were broken copper and iron, if I could get Kunwu, I would definitely be able to go to the next level!"

"If you want the Kunwu sword, kill it and take it yourself. Yan Ning said lightly.

"I'm not going to kill you, I'm going to let you watch your treasure be taken away!"

Han Zheng laughed, but Yan Ning's face changed, after this conversation between the two, Yan Ning obviously felt that Han Zheng's momentum had changed, in the past, Han Zheng's momentum was as majestic as the sea, but now his momentum has become restrained and aggressive, as if all the momentum is concentrated in one point and turned into a sword......

Yan Ning had to admit that Han Zheng was really Yan Ning's unattainable existence on the way of the sword.

Han Zheng put away his smile, the attack was only in the next second, he abandoned all the flying swords in the sky, and only took the giant sword under his feet, the giant sword quickly contracted, and was held in Han Zheng's hand, and then attacked Yan Ning like a raging storm!

Yan Ning's eyelids jumped wildly, Han Zheng's sword was extremely tricky, Yan Ning was facing his attack, he was powerless to fight back, he could only retreat as a defense, Han Zheng knew that Yan Ning was in a weak position, so the more he fought, the more courageous he became, and he was aggressive!

This is the way of the sword! There are no dead ends, and there is no way for you to live!

In just a few moments, countless wounds appeared on Yan Ning's body, Yan Ning became a bloody man, and he was tired of dealing with it, but Han Zheng was full of fighting spirit.

"We can't go on like this!"

Yan Ning gritted his teeth, put away the Kunwu sword, and his whole body slammed forward, directly knocking Han Zheng to the ground!

The sword is a medium-long weapon, neither long nor short, although Han Zheng is a kendo master, but he is pressed by Yan Ning like this, and he can't move at all, the worst thing is that Han Zheng is a little man, but Yan Ning is a big man of one meter eight, for Han Zheng, Yan Ning is a behemoth, such a behemoth pressed on his body, and he almost didn't press out the breakfast that Han Zheng ate yesterday.

"Yan Ning, what kind of move are you!" Han Zheng said angrily, "It's a man who fights with me in a dignified manner!"

Yan Ning scolded: "You are stupid to me! I know that if you can't beat you, you still obediently stand in place and let you cut it?"

Yan Ning said that, slapped Han Zheng's wrist holding the giant sword with one hand, Han Zheng was in pain, and immediately let go, the two of them were actually like hooligans in the market, rolling on the ground, whoever had the upper hand would be beaten hard.

Yan Ning rode on Han Zheng's body and unceremoniously slapped the two of them, slapping Han Zheng so loudly that Han Zheng turned over and punched Yan Ning a few more times, causing Yan Ning to spit blood in his mouth.

Yan Ning, who was pressed down, saw the opportunity, suddenly bent his knees, and hit Han Zheng's dick hard, Han Zheng's face suddenly turned pale, and he was weak covering the middle part, Yan Ning once again had the upper hand.

"Shameless!"

Han Zheng knew that his physique was weak, and this kind of battle was a complete waste of time, so he silently recited the decision in his mouth, and the flying sword that had originally fallen to the ground rose into the air again, forming a terrifying sword formation, rushing towards Yan Ning!

Yan Ning felt a chill in his back, and when he looked back, he was suddenly frightened, Han Zheng actually used the Ten Thousand Sword Technique to attack him, you must know that Han Zheng himself was also within the range of the attack, if Yan Ning didn't dodge, I am afraid that both of them would be seriously injured.

In a hurry, Yan Ning glanced at the three of Du Fatzi and found that they were gaining the upper hand, Yan Ning gritted his teeth and simply died with Han Zheng, so he hugged Han Zheng tightly with both hands and did not let Han Zheng break free.

Han Zheng was even more frightened: "You don't want to die, you want to die with me!"

"Be merciful or die together, you choose!" Yan Ning's mouth raised a confident smile.

Han Zheng couldn't wait to cut Yan Ning with a thousand knives, but if he did this, I was afraid that he would not end well, so Han Zheng glared at Yan Ning resentfully and stopped Wan Jianjue in time.

The feeling of chilling in the back finally disappeared, Yan Ning didn't have time to take a breath, and there was a crisp sound behind him! Love has the most complete sound, the fastest update speed, please remember our website: love sound! If you forget the URL of this site, you can Baidu it: love sound, present it immediately! In order to facilitate the next reading, don't forget to bookmark this site!