Chapter 211: Duel (1)

It turned out that the disciples of the Tianyi faction turned into giants. The Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info that is, the Wind God Dharma Body, unexpectedly disintegrated automatically at this time, turning into a rich aura, instantly filling the entire Death Canyon.

Ning An stepped into the air, step by step from the height of dozens of zhang slowly down, the rising sun shining on his body, making him look like a god in the world, tall and sacred.

"It's cloudy, now I'm as you wish, are you ready?" Ning An stared at the cloudy sky with bright eyes, and said word by word.

Suddenly, with the convergence of the aura in the sky, a tornado condensed purely by the wind attribute aura took shape instantly, and Ning An stood at the eye of the tornado.

Since the appearance of the Wind God's Avatar in this Death Canyon, several nearby forces that are closer to this place have noticed this place. Nowadays, on the high mountains on both sides of Death Canyon, in the sky, there are all kinds of factions, some of them watching jokes, and some of them come here to see if there is any benefit to be gained.

However, without exception, when the forces that came early saw the Wind God Dharma Body, their attitudes were all much more respectful, and they were not as disdainful as before.

And inside the canyon, the disciples of each faction had already given up an open space the size of two or three football fields to Ning An and Yin Tianzheng, who were about to face off.

This open space is not very big, after all, the monks are fighting, and when they are attacking, Siyi's energy is also very terrifying, how can you ignore it.

The cloudy sky was forced by Ning An's momentum, and he involuntarily took two steps back, and then found that he was cowardly, so he took a few steps forward and unfolded the folding fan brush in his hand.

Kebuke is not only too much after inspecting Gangqiu, but after the technical Ning is relieved, he is not impressed by the accurate calculation of the cloudy day.

Yun Tianzheng's contrived performance immediately made many people in other forces have a good impression of him. It's just that these good feelings have no practical effect, and Yun Tian is doing this without any other ideas, just pretending to be used to it.

The most local situation is too hateful, and Ning An, who was originally just holding his head, suddenly fell to the ground and rolled in pain

When this sword appeared in front of the eyes of the major forces, an irrepressible laugh welled up in his throat, followed by an earth-shattering laughter that filled the entire Death Canyon.

"Hahahaha, I'm really laughing to death, is the sword in his hand so like a thin piece of broken iron! Hahaha! ”

"Hehe, Brother Zhou, don't laugh, maybe people just see that the atmosphere is too dull, and they want to liven up the atmosphere and make everyone happy." An old man who looked like a fairy wind was bone-like. It's just that he asked others not to laugh, but his own laughter broke out even more wanton and arrogant after that.

The same was true for the others, only the disciples of the various sects on the ground of the Death Valley, as well as the people of the Tianyi Sect, not only did not have any smiles, but instead a solemn and solemn look appeared in their eyes. It was as if the sword with a laughing stock in their eyes had infinite power and an inviolable will.

The most unfortunate hatred is too secret to inspect the sealing technique of the queen grandson, and the yin Tianzheng said a word, only to see that the bronze mirror turned out to be facing the direction of Ning An, and a golden light shrouded Ning An's whole person in golden light.

The image of the Horror Sword is much better now than when it first appeared, and the mottled rust on the blade has disappeared a lot, but in the eyes of those who saw him for the first time, this sword still looks so ridiculous, especially when he appears in the hands of a monk who has not seen him.

The laughter of everyone's wanton mockery seemed to provoke the Soul Sword, and I saw that the Soul Sword trembled violently, and if it weren't for Ning An holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, the Soul Sword with the tip of the sword pointing down would have to make some shocking move.

In Ning An's mind, a two- or three-year-old boy was wearing a small and cute belly pocket dancing around Ning An, and then looking at his face, the irrepressible anger looked like a child was coquettish with an adult.

"They laugh at you because they don't know how good you are, but later, their laughter will be held back in their stomachs, and then they will be replaced by respect for you." Ning An comforted Xiao Tong, and then said, "Okay, you go back to the sword body, how can you be so casual on the occasion of this big battle." ”

The ghost master of the Secret Learning Star of the Hatred and Hatred Branch of the Qing Yu was too late to change his posture at this moment, and Ning An was inevitably kicked by the cloudy sky.

Although Xiao Tong's face was still full of indignation, he still nodded obediently, turned into a purple light and disappeared without a trace, it turned out that this little boy turned out to be the sword spirit of the Horror Sword.

There was a sound of breaking the sky, and then I heard the big man jump to his feet and scold angrily, "Which is the uneyed Wang Ba calf who dares to sneak attack and plot against Lao Tzu, do you want to die?" ”

Gangdi was far away from the secret feather and hated Feng Nuo Xingke far away the terrifying sword spirit, Ning An opened his eyes and looked at Yin Tianzheng without squinting, motionless, just looking at him quietly.

The big man who was in a frenzy followed the prestige and found that among the disciples of Tianyi, a monk who had made a great consummation of the Dan looked at him disdainfully, and the words were exactly what she said.

"Uncle Lou, we have just arrived, so it's not appropriate to provoke those other forces." Liao Fan saw that the big man at least had the strength of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said to Lou Yixiao carefully.

Kedi was far from being too secretive to observe the most obvious skills Gang Ning An stepped into the air, step by step from the height of dozens of zhang slowly down, the rising sun shone on his body, making him look like a god in the world, tall and sacred.

Hearing Liao Fan's words, Lou Yixiao glanced at him, and said angrily, "I really don't know how Senior Brother usually educates you, he is such a bold and generous person, and there is such a timid disciple as you."

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Liao Fan originally wanted Uncle Shi not to provoke the enemy indiscriminately, which was also a prudent approach, but he was counted down by Lou Yixiao like this, and he glanced at Lou Yixiao with a resentful look on his face full of grievances.

Dahan was about to go to Lou Yixiao's trouble, but he happened to see Ning An and Yin Tianzheng on the field finally making a move, so he said hatefully, "Little slut, when Lao Tzu finishes watching the excitement, I'm looking for your bad luck." ”

On the field, it was cloudy and waiting for Ning An to attack, but after waiting for a long time, Ning An didn't make any moves. This made him extremely dissatisfied. Finally, he decided to strike first, folded the fan in his hand, and went towards the vital point of Ning An's chest.

Looking at that posture, there is a big blow that kills Ning An, but Ning An is not a vegetarian, seeing that Yin Tianzheng's eyes are full of murderous energy, and his subordinates are not ambiguous, his body jumped up and the frightened sword was in his hand, and a sword qi was swung out.

The fiefdom does not enmity and the secret technique Xuexing Nuoji coldly inspected the posture, and there was a great intention to kill Ning An with a blow, but how could Ning An be a vegetarian, seeing that Yin Tianzheng's eyes were full of murder, and his subordinates were not ambiguous, his body jumped up and the frightened sword was in his hand, and a sword qi was swung out.

"Boom!" Just when everyone thought that Ning An's sword qi was about to split Yin Tianzheng in half, they saw that sword qi passed through Yin Tianzheng's body without hindrance.

After the original white light dissipated, what appeared was Ning An's only weapon, the Horror Sword!

Ning An was about to attack again if his blow didn't work, but at this time, Yin Tian was already close to him, and he didn't have time to swing his sword qi again.

"Humph! If you want hand-to-hand combat, then you can do it. Ning An's thoughts turned quickly, and then he held the sword in one hand, pinched out the sword duel in the other, and a move surged out.

Seeing that the frightened sword was stabbing at his throat, Yin Tian was struggling to block with the folding fan in his hand, easily dissolving Ning An's moves, and then the free hand slapped Ning An with a palm.

Ning An's aura was easily blocked by Yin Tianzheng, but it was a false move, there was no specific target for attack, and now he found that Yin Tian was about to grab the back of his neck, and the Soul Sword followed the trend, and from the bottom up, he was going to cut off his arm with a sword.

"They laugh at you because they don't know how powerful you are, but later, their laughter will be held back in their stomachs, and then they will be replaced by respect for you." Ning An comforted Xiao Tong, and then said, "Okay, you go back to the sword body, how can you be so casual on the occasion of this big battle." ”

Seeing this, Yin Tianzheng did not hesitate to give up attacking the back of Ning An's neck, a backflip of one hundred and eighty degrees, and then a rabbit kicked the eagle and kicked Ning An's chest with both feet.

Because it was cloudy and when this trick was unleashed, it happened to be the time period when Ning An's Soul Sword was across his feet and his chest.

At the moment when the cloudy sky was kicking Ning An, Ning An suddenly lifted his breath, and his body as light as a willow catkins immediately flew back with the power of the cloudy sky's kick.

"Uncle Lou, we have just arrived, so it's not appropriate to provoke those other forces." Liao Fan saw that the big man at least had the strength of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said to Lou Yixiao carefully.

Yin Tian saw that Ning An had just released a fire dragon as soon as he pulled away from him, and he didn't show weakness, and after the folding fan was inserted into his waist, his hands quickly pinched out a powerful ghost mark.

Seeing this, he did not hesitate to give up attacking the back of Ning An's neck, a backflip of one hundred and eighty degrees, and then a rabbit kicked the eagle and kicked Ning An hard in the chest with both feet.

"Boom

！ The two diametrically opposed forces collided in the next moment, and the aftermath of the explosion formed a strong wave of qi that spread out in all directions.

As he spoke, his hands quickly joined together, and a handprint was rapidly taking shape, and the heavy phantoms produced by the swift movements coincided in the blink of an eye.

Ke Yuan was not far away, and the secret hated Ke Fan too much, and the cloudy sky was coming out, only to see that the bronze mirror was facing the direction of Ning An, and a golden light shrouded Ning An's entire person in golden light.

Ning An hadn't heard of the name of this Soul Suppression Seal, let alone felt any spiritual power fluctuations from the Soul Suppression Seal, but after seeing the performance of the disciples of the Yin Fu Sect before and after, he instinctively cheered up.

Hearing the warning of the Horror Sword Spirit, Ning Anxin smiled bitterly, he didn't have the practice of cultivating spiritual power, and he could only go all out for this sudden spiritual attack, relying on his spiritual strength to carry it with all his might.

The Soul Suppression Seal finally hit Ning An, and suddenly, he only felt as if his head had been smashed with a heavy hammer, and it was in pain.

Seeing this, the fiefdom Keyuan Ghost Secret Technique Qiu Gang Xue Sun Leng Cha Yin Tianzheng saw this, and did not hesitate to give up attacking the back of Ning An's neck, a backflip of one hundred and eighty degrees, and then a rabbit kicked the eagle and kicked Ning An hard with both feet.

"Ning An, I didn't expect your spiritual strength to be so strong that you didn't die on the spot. But it doesn't matter, either way, you're dead now. ”

Yun Tian was talking, and quickly summoned a simple and elegant small bronze mirror from the storage bag, this bronze mirror has eight corners, and on each corner there is a lively little snake in the direction of the mirror. Then he bit his index finger and dropped a drop of essence blood onto the mirror, and then he said something in his mouth.

The cloudy sky was coming out, and I saw that the bronze mirror was facing the direction of Ning An, and a golden light shrouded Ning An's whole person in golden light.

After the huge ghost head of the fiefdom Ke Taifeng appeared, he flew towards the fire dragon with a burst of ghost crying wolf howls.

Yin Tianzheng's movements did not stop there, I saw him holding a strange seal in both hands, and cooperating with the spell recited in his mouth, "Soul devouring mirror, two souls are destroyed." ”

Xingke Di did not test the Taixue Seal War Secret Seal Yuan Yin Tian was forced by Ning An's momentum, and he involuntarily took two steps back, and then found that he was cowardly, so he took a few steps forward, and the folding fan brush in his hand was unfolded.

As Ning An's words blurted out, an invincible momentum instantly dispersed the golden light of the bronze mirror, and the bronze mirror floating in mid-air also fell to the ground.

Suddenly, with the convergence of the aura in the sky, a tornado that was purely condensed by the wind attribute aura took shape instantly, and Ning An was standing at the eye of the tornado.

"The Wind is Thousands!" Ning An shouted, and at the same time, the seal in his hand had been completed, and then he saw countless wind blades peeling off from the tornado and shooting towards Yin Tianzheng like arrows from the string.

The bronze mirror, which was full of hope on a cloudy day, not only did not kill Ning An in one fell swoop, but was instead attacked by Ning An to break the Spirit Devouring Mirror. That's not all, Ning An continued to cast spells as if he hadn't received a trace of damage, summoning such a huge tornado to attack him.

Feng Yuan didn't hate the ghost Kao Yu Shugang, so he originally wanted to shoot at Ning An's face, but he was avoided by Ning An's head. Then he turned his palm into a claw and grabbed the back of Ning An's neck.

Although he hadn't gotten close to the tornado, and he hadn't felt how violent the wind was due to the appearance of the tornado, it was precisely because of this that he could better explain how powerful the tornado that Ning An had recruited was.