Chapter Seventy-Four: A Sword Out
Exclamations rang out from the crowd.
Because they all heard that the second place on the legendary Cloud Climbing List had already reached the ninefold existence of the Yin Yang Realm.
It seems that it is only one step away from life and death.
And when it comes to the realm of life and death, he belongs to the people who can stand at the top of the continent.
At this time, he was only twenty-five years old.
In addition to Yi Shuihan and the county lord in Nanjun, where can I find this kind of genius again?
He said that if he wanted to kill Luo Ning at this time, he represented the will to climb the cloud list.
As soon as he made a move, no one could stop him in this moment, and no one could stop him.
If silence is an emotion, then there is silence in this wind.
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The green smoke on Luo Ning's body tilted slightly under the power of this palm, and then dissipated.
The flames on his Lethe Chuan sword shook a few times, and it seemed that it would also be extinguished.
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Ying Tanxi looked at He Rensi.
There was a sudden anger in his eyes.
She really didn't expect He Rensi to ignore the county lord and her so much.
The silent palm didn't seem to attract her attention in front of her.
She slowly reached the edge of her human skin mask.
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However, it didn't wait for her to make a move.
Above this hall, a sword intent suddenly rose.
This sword intent is somewhat similar to Luo Ning's Yishui sword intent, but it is completely different.
Luo Ning's Yi Shui Sword is gone and will not be returned.
This sword intent is extremely transparent.
It is as graceful as a cloud in the sky.
Because the person who wields this sword is very elegant.
The palm wind that made everyone exclaim and forced Luo Ning to die suddenly froze at this moment, and then the sword intent and the palm wind collided with each other, and there was thunder in the hall, and the wind suddenly rose!
Many have lost their footing and taken a few steps backwards.
In the sky, the palm wind was shattered, and the sword intent was messy.
Those who stared at the two for a long time only felt that their eyes were sore, and two lines of tears flowed involuntarily.
At the same time, a sword intent suddenly fell on the top of the head of the young Mo Zhi.
He could no longer concentrate on trapping Luo Ning.
He withdrew his sword, turned around, and retreated.
The sword intent that fell from the sky smashed the open space in front of him and Luo Ning.
His body flew upside down.
Luo Ning's body also flew out.
The man unexpectedly unexpectedly slashed two swords in quick succession at this moment.
A sword stopped the palm wind, and a sword stopped the sword that was endless.
Who is this?
Sui Mozhi's face turned pale, and his body crashed into the table, stool and chair in the distance, smashing a piece of fine green sandalwood wine and a few mooncakes that had not yet been touched.
He stared, but he didn't look at Luo Ning.
He knew who had made the sword.
He looked in the direction of the board.
There would have been twenty-four people there.
But at this time, in the twenty-second position, the man was gone.
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He Rensi's face was gloomy, and there was no obvious change.
He wasn't surprised that his palm wind was intercepted like this, but what surprised him was the person who intercepted his palm wind.
I can't stop raising my eyebrows.
He raised his eyebrows.
Above the main hall, everyone is now raising their eyebrows.
They wanted to see the sword that broke through the palm of Who's hand, and the sword that picked up the sword that was endless.
Who is this person who wants Luo Ning to die and then he still stands up.
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So they saw a man.
A sword for one person, to be exact.
He stood steadily in the center of the hall, with a sour copper smell on his face.
It seems that this person only has money in his eyes.
But in fact, he also only has money.
He is stingy and willing to die for money, as long as someone pays for it, then he will agree to whoever he is asked to kill.
The voice of the year echoed above the main hall.
"Yunke, what are you doing?"
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Yunke stood in front of Luo Ning.
His face was extremely flushed, because even if he had broken through the realm of yin and yang, then it would be difficult for him to block He Rensi's palm.
He forcibly broke He Rensi's palm with his sword intent, and slashed the sword of the year with one sword.
These two actions alone have already seriously injured him.
Sui Mozhi coughed and stood up, with an incredible look on his face.
Luo Ning looked at Yunke's back, and there was only confusion in his eyes.
Yunke turned his head to look at him and said calmly, "You still owe me some money that you haven't paid back." ”
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He Rensi walked out.
He looked at Yunke, and the deepest part of his eyes was only anger.
On that day, outside the city of Nanjun, Yunke once shot a sword at him.
His palm with killing intent was dissolved by Huang Chunqiu.
Today in the Nanjun Palace, he was about to kill Luo Ning, but he still dared to shoot his sword at himself, as if he had forgotten the coercion he brought him that day.
His controller's hands trembled under the sleeves of his robes, and he finally stepped out of the crowd.
He looked at Yunke and asked, "You want to protect him?"
Yun Ke didn't answer, the sword in his hand flipped over, and an incomparably powerful spiritual power emerged, accompanied by a sword intent that soared into the sky.
His sword is the best answer.
A smile appeared on the corner of He Rensi's mouth, and he asked seriously, "Do you really think that I don't dare to kill you?"
Yun Ke looked at him, his face did not change significantly, and he replied calmly, "Anyone can kill me." ”
He said this short sentence, but at this time it weighed as much as a thousand pounds.
The atmosphere between the two was somewhat quiet.
He Rensi suddenly said, "You are not my opponent, I will give you one last chance." ”
Yunke didn't answer him again.
Not because he was too lazy to answer, but because he knew that any little effort should be saved at this time.
He faced the second place on the list.
He didn't speak again, he stood there, didn't make a move, didn't back off.
The flesh on He Rensi's face throbbed a few times, and then finally turned into anger.
As the second on the Cloud Climbing List, how could he have been provoked so much?Moreover, the life and death of Luo Ning and the people of the Starfall Pavilion were related to Nanjun, how could he not be angry.
He took a step, and the palm of his hand swung out.
There was a sudden silence above the hall.
This is a coercion from the ninefold yin and yang realm.
But at this time, all the coercion was focused on Yunke and Luo Ning.
However, at this time, Yunke was standing in front of Luo Ning, and this was all the pressure he was under.
A palm print appeared in the air.
This palm print is not spiritual power, but simply palm power.
He Rensi didn't have a weapon, he only used a palm.
Although you may suffer a loss when facing weapons, only your own palm can best follow your own heart.
At the moment when that palm print appeared, the exclamation from the top of the hall sounded again.
The elder who was using his palm just now looked ashamed and lowered his head.
No one thought that He Rensi's palm print could be turned into substance.
What a terrible strength is this?
The person who climbed to the top of the cloud list has never appeared, and he is the first person present when he stands here.
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Yunke lowered his head.
It seems to be desperation.
But judging from the hand holding the sword, there was not the slightest despair.
He let the wind wash his cheeks and the sword in his hand.
It's just that his eyes have become brighter and brighter in the wind.
His hands had begun to tremble uncontrollably.
Not afraid.
It's excitement.
He watched Luo Ning use the Yishui Sword and realize the sword into Yin and Yang.
This is also what he realized from the Yi Shui Sword.
The path is the same, but it is much the same.
He didn't care if the person in front of him was the number one on the cloud list.
All he needs to do is draw his sword!
The palm wind has arrived.
Yunke's sword intent is messy.
There was some fear in his eyes, but his hands no longer trembled.
He let out a loud shout.
The sword comes out.
The wind that had been blowing wildly towards him in the air suddenly turned upside down.
The moonshine is gone.
At this time, only the sword light remained in the main hall.