The air is solidified, like an invisible wall, making it impossible to breathe.

Many people's brows furrowed, and Luo Ning walked to the platform of life and death as if no one was around, as if he didn't see the people of the fourfold mountain gate around him.

He put Luo Wuwu on the ground.

Luo Ning looked up at Liu Youfeng opposite, and there was a hint of sunrise's unique brilliance in his eyes.

Liu Youfeng naturally felt Luo Ning's gaze, and his eyes were slightly cold.

This kid only has the first micro realm, how dare he be so fearless?

Everyone thought that the fight would start in a special way.

It's a pity that no, Luo Ning naturally walked on the stage of life and death, still reminiscing about the aroma of the plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

He carried the fine silver sword that even the sword king Hisakawa said was a good sword.

The handle of the sword reflected the light like a needle.

Luo Ning straightened up and raised his head.

This shows that the young man in front of him is not the slightest bit afraid.

Thunderous applause and cheers erupted all around.

Everyone thought that Luo Ning didn't dare to fight or find a reason to avoid the war, but what they didn't expect was that this little-known teenager stepped onto this stage unscrupulously.

Or out of pity for the weak.

Or maybe it's motivated by blood.

...

Luo Ning bowed forward, his hands clenched into fists.

The morning sun in his eyes suddenly shot out like a sword at this time.

The boy made a gesture of please.

"Senior brother, please!"

......

Luo Wuwu suddenly felt that Luo Ning was very handsome.

This is not like Luo Ning, who is usually disgraced and only knows how to chop wood and forge swords, and it seems that he is not alone.

His eyes are beautiful, and his face has some stiff lines.

He seemed to have washed his face very seriously today, and his fair face was not stained with fine dust.

Even the hand that held the sword was like a shallot peeling.

Luo Wuwu's face turned a little red for some reason, and then he lowered his head and fiddled with his little finger.

Unlike Luo Wuwu, listening to those cheers, Liu Youfeng's face twitched unnaturally a few times.

His expression was still extremely calm, his gaze swept over Ye Qing, swept over Luo Xue, and finally landed on Luo Ning's body.

I saw Luo Ning's hand that stretched out to invite him to the stage.

He was stepping onto the stage, standing firmly.

"You're crazy. ”

Liu Youfeng said with a sneer.

Luo Ning smiled and responded, "Thank you, I know." ”

"I want you to be as powerful as your mouth. ”

The corners of Liu Youfeng's mouth also flashed with a smile. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly reached out to grasp the hilt of his sword behind his back.

An incomparably chilling spiritual power suddenly spread from the stage, centered on Liu Youfeng.

"It's really the fivefold realm of spiritual awareness!"

"At such a young age, you can have such a cultivation!"

......

The crowd felt the terrifying aura emanating from the stage, and the exclamation suddenly sounded.

Ye Qing hugged his shoulders, although he was disdainful, he still had some silent praise in his heart.

On the other hand, on Luo Ning's side, there was no movement, and he didn't even reach out to hold the sword.

The drops of dew stuck to his hair have evaporated,

Only then did someone notice that Luo Ning was carrying a firewood knife at his waist.

Zhou Qingtian touched his nose, this long knife brought him a very deep impression, that day Luo Ning broke his plum blossom three style with a knife already made him palpitate.

In today's posture, Luo Ning still doesn't plan to use his sword?

Luo Ning once again shocked the audience, he didn't draw his sword at all, he reached out and grabbed the wood knife, and then pulled it out.

There's still some rust on the knife that hasn't been polished off!

Among all the people present, only Ye Qing was not surprised, it seemed that he had already guessed that Luo Ning would make a move earlier.

"In the face of absolute strength, there is no difference between using a sword and using a knife, if I were him, I would also use a chai knife to test at this time. ”

Ye Qing deduced silently, he thought of a lot of ways to fight, but he only didn't think of how Luo Ning should win.

Liu Youfeng on the stage didn't wait for Luo Ning's firewood knife to be completely withdrawn, and the sword was already surging down with majestic spiritual power.

Liu Youfeng's footsteps were like electricity, and he didn't know how much faster than Luo Ning killing Liu Changfeng that day.

With a flash of white light, swords staggered, Luo Ning's figure had suddenly taken two steps back directly on the stage.

The young man's chest rose and fell a little, and before the sound of wheezing was settled, the white light swept in again, and Luo Ning raised his knife again to meet him.

...

The sound of the two weapons colliding sounded seven times in a row like the beat of a drum.

Luo Ning naturally took more than a dozen steps back one after another, and his body was tightly pressed to the edge of life and death.

Liu Youfeng's attack eased a little.

What everyone could see was that there was a huge gap in the firewood knife in Luo Ning's hand. 、

His hands trembled slightly, his eyes were not as focused as they were just now, and even his face changed slightly.

What no one knew was that Luo Ning had already been injured at this time.

Crossing the realm to connect the eight swords, this is already an extremely incredible thing.

Liu Youfeng's face was hideous, and the corners of his mouth were smiling, "I originally wanted to see how far you have come, but now it seems that you will never have a chance to use your sword again." ”

Ye Qing's eyes stared at the field, and he suddenly sneered as if he was talking to himself, "Idiot." He was already wounded, and he did not take advantage of the victory to pursue. ”

The competition of life and death is the difference between a thought, such an advantage, not taking advantage of the victory to pursue, is obviously giving Luo Ning a chance to breathe.

Liu Youfeng shouted coldly, "You can connect my eight swords without incident, it is already beyond my expectations." But I don't believe how the waste of your primordial realm can win against me?"

The light of the long sword in Liu Youfeng's hand suddenly became generous, and his figure flashed.

The long sword appeared above Luo Ning's head again.

Luo Ning also raised his chai knife to greet him, and the sound of the collision between the two weapons turned into the sound of a weapon shattering this time.

The firewood knife in Luo Ning's hand was instantly split in half.

Luo Xue exclaimed, eager to fly to the stage immediately to replace Luo Ning.

Yang Mubai's expression was still calm, and he couldn't tell what was going on in their hearts at the moment.

All the disciples in front of the life and death platform were all discolored, and this long-awaited competition might be over with the next sword.

After all, the gap in strength is too obvious!

But in the next moment, Luo Ning's passive figure took a slight step forward.

Ye Qing's eyes, which had been slightly squinted, suddenly opened at this time, he listened to the sound of swords clashing, and then silently calculated.

Ye Qing's gaze was locked on Luo Ning's right hand.

He has been deducing the method by which Luo Ning can defeat Liu Youfeng throughout the whole process, and what he has calculated in his mind is how he should win if he is Luo Ning, and finally he heard the ninth sound, with Luo Ning's current strength realm, it is already the limit to be able to receive the nine swords.

He deduced Luo Ning's injury, and Luo Ning also deduced it with a firewood knife.

And what about the next moment?

Ye Qing said to himself, "He's about to draw his sword." ”

......

Luo Ning was not cut in half by this sword, as everyone thought, because his eyes suddenly brightened.

His hand grasped the hilt of the silver sword, and no one could see how he threw the sword for the sword, the sword was too fast.

After looking at the firewood for a month, the fine silver sword was finally officially held in Luo Ning's hand as a weapon.

Luo Ning's hand holding the sword slammed, and then stopped trembling.

On the platform of life and death, the light reflected by the two swords was extremely dazzling.

What no one noticed was that Liu Youfeng's left foot slowly moved and took half a step back.