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In the middle of the sound, one of the disciples in the audience was the first to react and shouted around: "What are you doing in a daze, let's see how Senior Brother Ding is?" ”

The crowd hurriedly lifted him down from above.

Lin Ning half-knelt on the ground, he didn't expect that the aura needed for the five rune papers was so terrifying, plus his injuries had not fully recovered, this time he used his spiritual power, and he couldn't feel enough, if it weren't for the two healing pills that Zeng Yue gave him the day before, I was afraid that he would be the only one who fell to the ground now.

Seeing Ding Hongfang being carried down, the disciples who were traveling with him looked at him in horror, but didn't say anything, Lin Ning took a breath, stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I must win this competition!" ”

"This time, Lin Ning won." The old man guarding the stage looked at him repeatedly, watching Ding Hongfang being sent away by a group of people, and announced the result with an expressionless face.

Although everyone was extremely reluctant to admit this result, facts speak louder than words, no one expected that Lin Ning would actually take out so many blue talismans, and the number alone was enough to make everyone feel scared.

That stack of real blue runes, don't say Ding Hongfang, even if the old man guarding the platform himself faced such a number of blue runes, he might not be able to resist it even if he asked himself.

An instantaneous outburst, this kind of self-inflicted damage of 800 and 1,000 injuries to the enemy, unless you are a madman, you will do it, but there is really such a madman in front of you.

Lin Ning walked off the stage, and the old man guarding the stage glanced at him, and repeated lightly, "You won." ”

"Thank you." Lin Ning saluted, regardless of his own situation, and hurriedly left the test table, but rushed towards the farthest departure platform......

Li Mingheng walked up to the platform nervously under the watchful eyes of a circle of Taiguan pulse disciples.

His opponent was a plain-looking young man, dressed in a moon-white embroidered robe, with a tall figure and a simple sword tied to his back.

"Sword cultivation?" Li Mingheng looked at the other party's dress, and he panicked even more, the previous **** heard the conversation between Nangong Wen Jian and Lei Zhao, and naturally knew how powerful the sword cultivation was.

He looked at the other party's smart eyes, took a deep breath, and wanted to defeat the other party with his own cultivation, is it possible? With a wry smile, he looked around the crowd, but he couldn't find Lin Ning.

"I just heard that explosion, I don't know what happened to Lin Ning, did you lose?" He thought in great disappointment, and the other party pulled out the long sword behind his back with a bang, and the blade as white as snow reflected his confident face.

"Chu Changfeng, a disciple of the Lower Taiguan Mai, please advise!" The other party saluted him very respectfully, he hurriedly woke up from his thoughts, his face was slightly red and he saluted: "Outside, the disciple of the outer court, Li Mingheng, please be merciful to your senior brother!" ”

"Huh." When the four words of the disciples in the outer courtyard came out, the audience was already in an uproar, and there were still people whispering, obviously talking about something to him.

Li Mingheng was nervous and at a loss.

He looked around blankly, and suddenly saw a familiar back in the distance, and that back made him haunted by dreams every late night, and he was secretly saddened countless times because of this.

But that back disappeared into the square with another dashing figure, and for a moment, his heart was completely cold.

It seemed to remind him of the dream he had in the middle of the night, the mountains of corpses all over the place, and an endless river of blood flowing at his feet, and there was a person waiting for him in the dark.

Who is it, who is it?

Listening to the joyful laughter around him, he felt deeply pierced, and a bloodthirsty killing intent spread from the bottom of his heart to the blood, and he no longer hesitated to reach out and take out the dark and ugly dark iron.

Chu Changfeng's immortal sword bound his body, a righteous image, pure aura rippling, but when he took out the sword, he saw a scene that others couldn't see.

Li Mingheng on the other side, I don't know when his eyes were like amber, emitting a strange faint light, and his red yellow pupils were full of beastly murderous anger.

The slender eyebrows, like two sharp swords with inverted sheaths, exuded a chill all over his body, so that he did not dare to approach half a point.

The most important thing is that for a moment, Chu Changfeng almost thought that his opponent was not a person, but a hideous and terrifying demon beast.

And all his spells are so vulnerable in front of this demon beast.

He subconsciously took two steps back, the hand holding the fairy sword trembled unconsciously, and a dense cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the copper bell had already sounded, but he didn't dare to attack.

The people below were still smiling when Li Mingheng showed off the pitch-black dark iron, and laughed loudly, just like everyone else's laughter, even Nangong Lian, who missed deeply, laughed so much.

Li Mingheng held Xuantie tightly, "Enough, I've had enough!" ”

The hysterical roar, but it was so calm and silent, he walked towards Chu Changfeng step by step, the cold feeling spread all over his body, like falling into an ice cave, the person in the dream was waiting for him in the endless abyss, and the shout from the netherworld echoed in his mind, echoing!

After more than ten years of mourning, alone, walking alone on the road, not recognized by others, have you ever been cowardly?

Dreaming back in the middle of the night, she was waiting, she was in pain, but where was she?

Is it time to go crazy about this world of endless shame at some point, and is it time to face everything alone and what you should face?

"In this desperately cold world, everyone laughs at me, everyone is very indifferent to me, but there is only one person, not even once, even if I am the enemy of the entire immortal cultivation world, he will not treat me indifferently." Li Mingheng stopped halfway through, and the words that had been suppressed for too long finally turned into two words and completely exploded.

"That person is Lin Ning!"

He raised his head suddenly, his eyes were as bright as the sun, the sun was shining on his face, no one could see his expression clearly, but the oozing cold air made Chu Changfeng startled.

He slammed the long sword in front of him, and countless sword qi volleyed in the air, with Xiao Suo in his domineering, and the sword qi that roared towards Li Mingheng slashed towards him.

With this blow, he used his strongest spell, and his previous worries and self-confidence were all completely shocked by him, this kind of spell is the orthodox immortal sword technique of the Taiguan lineage, and it is extremely powerful.

Chu Changfeng, who was originally a sword cultivator, had several times more mana than a monk of the same level, and this blow stunned everyone, in this way, Li Mingheng had to shed his skin even if he didn't die!

For this reason, many onlookers sighed for Li Mingheng, knowing that they were going to lose the competition, but they insisted on participating, and they were injured because of this, no matter what they thought, only a fool would do it.

Li Mingheng ignored the eyes of others, and under that golden light, the sky-high battle intent that erupted instantly overwhelmed Chu Changfeng's will, and the black dark iron in his hand seemed to come alive at this moment.

The crazy demonic qi devoured the entire test table, the air was filled with a layer of bloody smell, and the fierce sword qi was as fragile as glass in front of the fierce demonic qi.

In just one round, Chu Changfeng's condensed immortal sword qi was completely shattered, and even the immortal sword in his hand was humming, and everyone was frightened by this situation.

Suddenly, Chu Changfeng shouted, and after an earth-shattering explosion, the fairy sword was shocked and flew out of the test platform, spinning extremely fast in the air, and deeply inserted into the stone pillar that was more than ten zhang away from the platform.

Bang!

Immediately, I saw Chu Changfeng fall off the test table in three steps, and after a while, he staggered a few steps, pointed at Li Mingheng, and couldn't speak, above the seven orifices, the blood flowed wildly, and he fainted.

At this moment, the Qingyuan Daoist on the stage in the distance suddenly hit a spirit, and when he was about to get up, he heard the wind on Jiupeng Mountain, thunder and lightning, dark clouds, and extremely dignified.

"Whew!" Breaking through the sky and roaring, the Jiupeng Immortal Crane rushed towards the Nine Heavens, stirring up the wind and clouds, and several Shouza and Qingyuan Dao Chiefs looked at each other for a while, and then they no longer cared about what was in front of them, and they all rushed to the direction of Jiupeng Mountain in the air......

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