Chapter Seventy-Four: There Is No Way Back

Shuo Feng was originally a warlike person, the original swordsmanship was intercepted by him from the years of battle for hundreds of years, including the meaning of killing and guarding, and now even if he learned the swordsmanship of Changliu, he still fused his sword intent, and the swordsmanship must not be underestimated.

"That's it! Hahaha...... "The amazing aura on Ni Mantian's body made Ni Qianzhang extremely satisfied, and the smug voice fell into the ears of the other masters, which was particularly harsh, and their disciples were all eliminated!"

However, no one seemed to notice that there was a terrifying killing intent in Ni Mantian's eyes at this time, which made people tremble. In particular, the sharp sword in his hand exudes a faint cold light, which looks breathtaking, sharpening iron like clay.

"Neon Heaven Hall is just a match!" Shuo Feng has something to say, yesterday Ni Mantian asked him to admit defeat, which was a humiliation for him,

Ni Mantian snorted coldly, and the long sword in his hand groaned softly, and it crossed in front of him. For Shuo Feng, she didn't wait for the spirit of twelve points, and didn't dare to have the slightest carelessness, the East China Sea was calm, but the sky above was tense, as if there was a scorching flame and the boulder of the ages!

"Fight!" Shuo Feng's eyes burst with spiritual light, and the long sword in his hand hissed, piercing the sky and stabbing into the neon sky.

Before the long sword was close, Ni Mantian felt a cold air rushing towards his face, which was also mixed with a strong killing intent.

The two long swords collided together, making a deafening sound like roaring, a burst of white light burst out, a strong wind suddenly rose, and the surrounding space vibrated with inexplicable ripples,

"Bang ......" The two of their long swords were shaken open at the same time, and after they separated, they let out a burst of wailing and hissing sounds.

The jade hand of the neon sky shook, forcibly suppressed the shock of the sword, and the surging mana frantically poured into the three-foot Qingfeng, and a sharp sword qi surged out!

In the face of Shuofeng, who is almost as immortal as himself, Ni Mantian knows that he is not without a chance of winning! The advantage of Ni Mantian is that he has a heart that gives up everything for the sake of the goal, and even when necessary, he can be unscrupulous, and now the road to the poison needle is blocked, but the heart of becoming a supreme will not change, based on this alone, Ni Mantian still has the possibility of fighting, obsessed to the deepest, crazy into a demon.

In the face of the momentum of the neon sky rushing into the sky, the cold face Shuofeng still did not have the slightest expression fluctuation on his face, but the long sword in his hand trembled slightly, and the battle intent was awe-inspiring,

Then the sword flew out like a thunderbolt, and stabbed straight at the center of the neon sky.

Countless stalagmite-like sharp thorns suddenly appeared on the flying sword in mid-air, like a thousand needles bursting out, shrouding the entire person in the sky under the flying thorns.

In the face of countless thousands of sharp thorns, she was shocked, and the sword in her hand swept away countless flying thorns, what kind of swordsmanship is this, how has she never seen it, she can feel a sharp sword qi coming,

Before the sword qi arrived, she felt that her fair and immature skin was gradually withering and yellowing, and she became as thin as an old man, what a horror for a young girl!

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However, Shuofeng finally lost, although Ni Mantian did not use the poison needle given by Yin Shangpiao, but the desperate way of fighting with his life still saved Shuofeng, although Shuofeng did not hurt people, but he couldn't resist Ni Mantian himself to hit the sword, and the injuries on his body were not light, but in the end he still won,

"I still underestimate you!" Shuofeng seems to know the neon sky again,

"Shuofeng, I don't want you to let me, I won too!" Although Ni Mantian has blood on his shoulder, his heart is extremely happy, and he is only one step away from the road to the top.

"Don't be too happy! It's not so easy for you to become an apprentice of the Venerable, the Venerable is actually a very willful person! Shuo Feng was originally a person who cherished words like gold, but now he had the heart to mention a little Ni Mantian, saying that he looked thoughtfully at the flowers and bones painted by Bai Zi.

"The sky is full of ...... Boundless...... Are you okay! "Ni Qianzhang is very distressed to see her beloved daughter hurt, if you let your wife know, don't die of heartache!

"Dad, I'm fine...... Ah......" suddenly the body floated up uncontrollably and landed in front of the white picture,

Everyone didn't know what was going on, this daughter of the head of Penglai couldn't be a traitor who killed seven people! It was the first time that Ni Mantian was so close to the person who dreamed of becoming his apprentice, Bai Zihua looked down, a lock of long hair like a cloud poured down like the Milky Way falling into the nine heavens, and a leisurely fragrance wafted from his body, with a hint of relief in his deep and mysterious ice eyes.

"Bai Zihua, what are you going to do!" Ni Qianzhang roared in anger, and the sound rolled like thunder, and it traveled far, far away.

"Senior Brother...... "Mo Yan doesn't want to stay for a long time and Penglai has a conflict,

"Don't worry, Master Ni, I just want to help Ni Mantian heal! If you have an opinion, I won't care, although Ni Mantian is your daughter, she is a long-term disciple! The cold tone didn't make any sense,

"How can you be unwilling, there is Lao Zun!" The speed of Ni Qianzhang's face change is also a must, Bai Zihua's medical skills are also famous in the Six Realms, Ni Mantian has Bai Zihua's care, and it will not affect the combat power at all if he can heal the next day, Bai Zihua is willing to make a move Ni Qianzhang is too late to be happy,

"That's it for today's game! The Fairy Sword Conference will be held again tomorrow! After Bai Zihua finished speaking, he grabbed the soft wattle in the sky and flew away,

Leaving a crowd looking at each other, especially Hua Qiangu's heart seemed to have an extra wall, he was very nervous when he saw Ni Mantian's injury, and he was about to come forward to check, how could he have expected that Bai Zihua would take Ni Mantian away and go to the Palace of Despair that he had never been to. Hua Qiangu still doesn't know what kind of mood he feels,

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"Your Excellency! How dare the disciple bother His Excellency to personally heal my wounds! ”

Flying down the Temple of Despair, Ni Mantian woke up from his trance, honestly frightened, the "fierce" name painted by Bai Zi. Ni Qianzhang has mentioned to her more than once, although she dreams of becoming the best apprentice in the world, it does not mean that Ni Mantian is not afraid of Bai Zi's painting, and the same is true of Ye Gong Haolong.

"If you are injured, I naturally don't need to worry about it on weekdays, and being injured is also part of the path of cultivation, which will help you grow, but for the battle of the leader to go smoothly tomorrow! It's my responsibility to make sure you give it your all! ”

Bai Zihua said that a finger like a green onion had pressed the neon wound in the sky,

"Well......" A heart-piercing pain poured into his heart, and Ni Mantian bit his lower lip so purple that he couldn't hold back his scream, just not to be rude in front of Bai Zi's picture.

"Shuofeng's sword qi is still in your body, if you don't suck it out, this part of your flesh and blood will lose its vitality? In the end, the whole body will collapse! Cry out if it hurts! Bai Zi was expressionless and inserted his finger into the sword wound,

"......" Ni Mantian's face was red and purple, and his body trembled because of pain, but he didn't spit out a single sound.

"I thought you were pampered, but I didn't expect you to have such a strong side!"

"Thank you...... Your Excellency...... A pat on the back...... I don't care! ”

Cold sweat flowed from Ni Mantian's forehead, and a reluctant smile squeezed out of her pale face, she could clearly feel that Bai Zihua's cold and slender fingers slowly squeezed into her body, which felt like being inserted into an ice pick,

Soberly, Bai Zihua quickly took out his fingers, but Bai Yu's fingers were wrapped in a layer of sand and stones, and gently brushed the neon wounds, and suddenly the two sides of the originally bloody wound grew worm-like flesh buds, growing and twisting together, and soon not only the injuries of Ni Mantian had healed, but even the torn clothes had also recovered to a complete and clean appearance, except for the pain caused just now, there seemed to be nothing left.

"Ah......h

Although Bai Zihua is of the same generation as his father, but the peerless fairy has not passed away with the years, she is a little stupid,

"Yin Shangpiao gave you the poison needle!"

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