The master didn't understand why Ning Chengtian was able to stand up, let alone why the other party was able to stand up for the second time.

There were several huge depressions in the earth, like a meteorite falling, and the surface was still in a molten state, and billowing black smoke came out of it, like the end of the world.

After being hit by the two swords of the Qianzhu, Ning Yingtian was supposed to have died twice, but instead of dying, he raised the Xuelu sword in his hand for the second time.

The Qianzhu stared at Ning Chengtian in the distance, his brows furrowed slightly, he didn't immediately draw his sword, but was thinking about this incredible thing, wanting to find an answer.

"Let me kill you because that's what happens?"

Thinking that killing Ning Chengtian was something that Lord Kun specially ordered to him, the Qianzhu's doubts deepened a little, could it be that he really couldn't kill an Earth Immortal Realm?

The Qianzhu did not doubt his own strength, he only doubted the intentions of the Kun Lord. When the weak face the strong, they are always willing to speculate more about the other party's thoughts.

Ning Yingtian's body couldn't stop trembling, but the sword in his hand didn't tremble in the slightest, and it went straight to the Qianzhu in the distance.

The heart had long since been chopped up, and the blood was stagnant everywhere, barely flowing anymore, except for the body temperature that was passing rapidly. Not to mention breathing, Ning Yingtian just continued to stand with one breath, and his muscles and bones were uncertain when they would completely collapse.

After thinking about it for a long time, the Qianzhu couldn't figure out this problem, so he had to raise the Moshang Sword in his hand.

"But every human being will always die. How long can you last this last breath? If you don't do it once or twice, I'll kill you a hundred times. ”

The immortal power in his body rushed out, bursting out countless black lines along the Mo Shang Sword, intertwining with each other, like a rushing river, suddenly exploding at the very end, completely submerging Ning Yingtian.

"Remnant!"

There are countless black lines that explode, dancing wildly in an instant, enough to pierce anything into nothingness.

"Sky!"

The Xuelu sword in Ning Chengtian's hand was raised, drawing a white line in the sky.

White spread from both sides of the line, like a rain falling from the sky, washing everything clean. Countless black lines have also disappeared cleanly.

The moves of the two turned out to be a draw!

The Qianzhu did not continue to draw his sword, and looked at Ning Yingtian coldly.

Suddenly, a piece of snow came into the eyes of the master.

Such a patch of snow appeared without warning, and it still appeared so close!

Shocked in his heart, the Moshang Sword in the hand of the Qianzhu immediately stabbed forward, stabbing the center of the snow, and with a slight shake, the snow was scattered.

The lonely snow was simply broken.

Although the leader was able to take such an attack with ease, the shock in his heart was indescribable.

"How is it possible? How could Ning Yingtian be able to counterattack while receiving my blow? How did he do it? No, his immortal power has long been exhausted!"

It was already a miracle that Ning Chengtian, who should have died, insisted until now, and it was really hard to believe that he was still able to take the attack of the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

More and more questions came to mind, so that the cadre master did not immediately kill Ning Chengtian for a while. Rather than killing Ning Chengtian, he was more willing to figure out what the problem was.

With a slight movement under his feet, the figure of the Qianzhu immediately dissipated, and the next moment appeared in front of Ning Chengtian's eyes.

He was only one step away from Ning Chengtian, but the Qianzhu did not put the Moshang Sword against the opponent's eyebrows, this was his absolute confidence in strength, and he asked, "How can you block my sword?"

Ning Yingtian showed a hint of a smile, moved his throat with difficulty, and made a very slight sound, but this was enough for the cadre master to hear clearly.

"You can't cross my mountain. ”

Hearing such an answer, the Qianzhu did not get angry, but calmly stabbed out the Moshang Sword in his hand. With such a short distance, the speed of the Mo Shang Sword was unmatched.

No matter how strong a person's will is, if his head is cut off, he will not be able to continue attacking.

Ning Zhitian took the lead and swung his sword, also stabbing towards the center of the leader's eyebrows.

The stabbing Xuelu sword is not fast, but it gives people an irresistible feeling!

If the cadre master continued to attack, he would definitely be able to completely kill Ning Yingtian, and he could even kill the other party first, but he would definitely die.

The Qianzhu's brows finally furrowed slightly, he stared at Ning Yingtian, and asked in surprise, "How is it possible? How could you stab such a sword?"

With a tap of his feet, the Qianzhu flew out, and the Moshang Sword in his hand did not stab Ning Yingtian, nor did Ning Chengtian stab him. He chose to abandon the attack and look for a new opportunity.

Click!

The place where the previous master was located suddenly cracked, and the crack spread outward in a cobweb, and in the blink of an eye, it was already a hundred miles away. It can be seen that the strength accumulated by the cadre master in the previous is so strong, in order to dodge that sword, it can be regarded as using all his strength.

The blood in Ning Yingtian's body was almost dry, and his face showed a pale color. Even if he didn't let his breath go, he couldn't hold on for long.

With his eyes staring at the master, Ning Yingtian suddenly rushed forward!

"If you leave, you can wait until I'm dead!

The last breath in his chest burst out into a loud roar.

Indeed, as Ning Chengtian said, as long as the cadre master turns around and leaves now, or even flies to look down, he can definitely wait until Ning Chengtian exhausts his last strength, and he can win this battle without much effort.

However, when such a fact is told by Ning Yingtian, then it is impossible for the master to do it again.

There is an absolute difference between cowardice and prudence. Now that the Qianzhu is gone, then he will always remember this moment, and he will never be sure if he can really kill Ning Yingtian, which will become an eternal stain on him, and may even become a demon in his heart.

Ning Chengtian cut off the last choice of the master and forced the other party to fight against him.

The black and white robe on his body suddenly exploded, the cadre master was dressed in white, his black hair danced wildly, he jumped forward, and the ink sword in his hand was horizontal, stabbing straight ahead!

Being able to step into the Heavenly Immortal Realm, the Dry Lord is almost stronger than all the people in the world, how could he bow his head to a person who only has one breath left?

With his feet on the scorched earth, leaving clear footprints, Ning Chengtian was like a veteran in his twilight years, holding the sharp weapons of the past, exhausting all the last rush to kill!

The speed of the two men was similar, and they each rushed half the distance, and each other's shadows occupied all the vision, and the swords in their hands also intersected!

Bite!

The tips of the swords collided, making a crisp sound. The swords staggered, touching a string of red sparks. The spines of the swords collided, creating a loud buzz.

Stab!

The sound is like a caramel thread pulled out, slightly slight and extraordinarily smooth, making it sound very natural.

Xuelu Sword and Moshang Sword are all the top ten famous swords in the world, and it is naturally extremely easy to pierce into people's bodies.

When two people collided, they did not burst into an astonishing impact, but they came together, like firewood supporting each other, and no matter which one fell, the other would also fall.

Two swords, one black and one white, both stained red with blood, stabbed out of the opponent's back, level with the horizon.

Blood poured up from his throat, instantly filling his mouth, unable to swallow any longer, and the Qianzhu finally couldn't help but spurt out a large mouthful of blood, and his resolute gaze began to dissipate.

"How did you step into the Heavenly Wonderland?!"

The throat blocked by blood could not produce accurate syllables, and the master could not control it.

Ning Chengtian finally exhausted the last trace of strength, and his eyes gradually closed, but a smile still appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "My mountain, not for you, you can't cross it......"

Anger finally condensed between the eyebrows of the Qianzhu, and he wanted to make a move to erase Ning Chengtian from this world, but he found that he couldn't mobilize a trace of strength at this time, and this body didn't seem to belong to him anymore.

"All the immortal power has been destroyed?"

Feeling that life was passing by rapidly, and he had no power to stop it, the master began to panic. However, no effort will help. The master was destined to die with Ning Chengtian.

"Why? Why was he able to step into the Celestial Realm at the last moment? How is this possible?"

With this question in his mind, the master wanted to shout loudly, but he couldn't make a sound, and could only watch the scene in front of him become more and more blurred, until his consciousness turned into eternal darkness.

Even if the Qianzhu didn't figure out the problem until he died, the Kun master had already expected such a result.

Exploring the mountain peaks in the dark can be difficult for any genius, but being able to see the direction of the summit makes it much easier.

Ning Chengtian had never seen the Heavenly Immortal Realm, and if he purely relied on his own exploration, he naturally couldn't enter the Heavenly Immortal Realm for a long time. But when he saw the Qianzhu, saw a living Heavenly Immortal Realm, and fought with the other party, and understood what the Heavenly Immortal Realm was, then he was enough to see that direction clearly.

As long as there is a direction, it is no longer difficult for Ning Chengtian to reach the Heavenly Immortal Realm, he was originally only a layer of window paper away from the Heavenly Immortal Realm.

People like Wang Shi and Ning Chengtian are more than a star and a half stronger than people in the same realm. Therefore, as long as Ning Chengtian had a glimpse of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, he would have a chance to kill the Cadre Lord!

What's more, the last sword of the Qianzhu exerted all its strength, but he didn't expect that Ning Yingtian's blow was already a Heavenly Immortal Realm. It's like hitting a fly with your fist, and you will definitely miss it. In a battle at this level, as long as there is the slightest deviation in judgment, it is enough to decide the victory or defeat.

I'm afraid no one expected this to be the end, Ning Chengtian did erect a high mountain that would not be crossed by anyone.

Who would have thought that the two Heavenly Immortal Realms would fight to the death?

The blood dried, the wind began to whirl, and the two men who stabbed each other to death stood here as sculptures.

With a loud roar, the ground, which was already full of cracks, suddenly collapsed, burying the two men and the two swords in it.