The demon general has lived in the world for a long time, and he has seen many things.

But he never imagined that such a thing would happen.

Luo Ning's aura had changed, and it had become a little jealous of him. The hundred magic wand in his hand felt this incomparably familiar aura, and seemed to be a little excited and a little scared, this was the sword intent that left the sword mark on it back then.

This is the easy water sword trick.

That black stone is the inheritance of Yi Shuihan.

The black stone was originally to help him get rid of the Dan, but at this time, it was to help him realize the sword.

In Luo Ning's dantian, a round black stone slowly emerged.

Then it felt the countless Yishui sword intent emanating from the sky, buzzed, and began to tremble.

It didn't expect that one day it would be able to bring Yi Shuihan's inheritance to such a young man. Then Luo Ning understood why there was not a single treasure or a sword in the thirteenth mountain gate.

It turns out that Yi Shuihan's most precious thing is placed here.

It's the sword mark on the bluestone.

In Luo Ning's eyes, the sword mark seemed to be slowly magnified, and then it went to his front and turned into countless sword moves, as if countless people were making swords, and it seemed that countless people were practicing.

The black stone inherited the Yi Shui sword intent that filled the sky, and suddenly began to become a little blurry.

Then it turned into a streamer of light and burrowed into Luo Ning's body.

The black stone in Luo Ning's body was gone, replaced by an incomparably powerful and incomparably pure sword intent, and everything in the black stone was instilled into his brain.

Feeling this sword intent, Luo Ning had an urge to die generously now.

This is Yi Shui's sword intent, Heishi has seen all the swordsmanship left by Yi Shuihan in Qingshi.

He picked up the sword, as if he saw countless predecessors who died generously, as if he saw the young man who was the Demon Lord back then.

A sword intent centered on Luo Ning suddenly emanated, and then it rolled up the dust on the ground and the demonic qi in the sky.

Luo Ning stood in the middle of the sword intent, the expression on his face was unusually calm, but it was this calmness that made the night demon feel a little frightened.

For the first time in all these years of being a demon general, he actually felt scared.

Because Luo Ning's sword has become stronger.

On the green hills, the wind suddenly rose, the sword intent was vertical and horizontal, and the dust was flying.

On the hundred magic sticks, the demonic energy is messy, but the silence is still there.

Luo Ning opened his eyes.

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What happened just now was just a matter of a moment.

The sword marks on the bluestone were gone.

I don't know why, the sword marks are gone, and those sword intents are gone.

Then the bluestone suddenly made an extremely crisp sound, and then shattered inch by inch.

It turned out that the power that had resisted this powerful sword intent over the years was the sword intent itself, and now that the Yishui sword intent had been realized by Luo Ning, this stone was naturally shattered.

It is also an act of giving.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that they are all dedicated to this young man inheriting Yi Shuihan's sword intent.

The barrier above the clouds has not been shaken for more than ten years, but the moment the sword intent emanating from this bluestone disappears, this barrier seems to be a little weaker.

This sword mark has maintained this great array for a long time, but when someone finally inherits this sword intent today, the heavenly enchantment has no meaning of existence.

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Yang Dingtian looked at the vision that appeared above the enchantment, and felt the incomparably familiar sword intent emanating from the enchantment in the air.

A happy smile of great relief appeared on his old face.

"Yi Shui Sword...... Good!

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Luo Ning took a step, so the sword intent in the sky followed him one step forward.

His realm is still the same as the realm of consciousness and spirit, but the power exuded by this sword intent has already surpassed that of the Guanting.

Even the Night Demon couldn't help but panic.

A drop of liquid fell from his forehead into the dirt on the ground, and he reached out to wipe it, only to realize that it was not blood, but sweat.

Qin Boyi felt the majestic sword qi in the air, and his face was intoxicated, as if he was drunk.

Gu Changsheng lay in the ruins, looking up at the sky, thoughtful.

Ye Qing sat cross-legged on the ground, his face was still pale, but his eyes were very bright.

He seemed to understand why Yi Shuihan was so powerful.

Wutong looked at Qin Boyi, and she finally understood what this girl had been insisting on.

Then looking at this teenager who had been said to be a waste by herself, Wutong didn't think about who would win this battle in the end for the first time, she just felt a little ashamed.

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Luo Ning was holding the Qiushui Sword, and there were the strongest morals of several teenagers and girls floating beside him.

Autumn water.

Murderous knife intent.

Xilin gun intent.

He suddenly felt that he was no longer afraid of the hundred demon sticks, as if the rich demonic qi on it could not shake his Dao heart.

Luo Ning held the sword and looked at the night demon and said seriously, "Take my sword!"

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Then he drew his sword.

The first sword carried Qin Boyi's autumn water intention, and the autumn water went south, never looking back.

The second sword style is Gu Changsheng's murderous knife intent, the knife can kill, and the sword can also kill, it can't be faster, but it can be better.

The third sword-style Xilin spear intent, Ye Qing's bent spear seemed to become straight again at this time.

The fourth sword is his own sword intent to chop wood, and he still chops the firewood in the back mountain, and the person in front of him.

The four sword moves were instantly swung out by Luo Ning, which was the most powerful sword he had ever produced in his life, and it was also the most enjoyable four swords.

The Night Demon's Body Protector Demon Qi began to unstabilize the moment these four swords appeared, until it finally shattered.

His face was gloomy, and he couldn't tell what kind of expression it was, and then a bloody mouth appeared on his face.

And then there is his arm, his heart.

A trace of blood spilled from the corner of the night demon's mouth, and he used his body to resist these sword intents.

He lifted the Hundred Demon Sticks, and the demonic aura in the air suddenly appeared, and then the last sword was fiercely resisted by the Hundred Demon Sticks.

The night demon is not a night demon, even if Luo Ning has realized the sword intent of Yi Shui, but his reaction is still very impressive, this is the actual combat experience that has been in a hundred battles.

He used his body to resist the slightly weaker sword intent.

Then he used the Hundred Demon Stick to block Luo Ning's last sword intent.

Luo Ning's body took a heavy step back, then his face turned slightly pale and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Qin Boyi's eyes were a little worried.

Ye Qing's gaze was fixed on Luo Ning's sword.

Gu Changsheng looked up at the sky.

The Night Demon didn't seem to be hurt by the sword, and his body was still as steady as Tarzan, not moving at all.

In contrast, Luo Ning, who vomited blood and regressed, was extremely embarrassed.

It's just that at this time, the look on the face of the night demon, who obviously seems to be dominant, is not relaxed at all.

He stared thoughtfully at the Hundred Devil Stick in his hand.

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On the hundred magic sticks, there were two sword marks.