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Chapter 162: The Blade of the Swordsman

The Seventh Prince challenged Ning Yijian.

Watching the two of them enter the ring, the square suddenly fell silent.

Those present were either the disciples of the Divine Star Sect, or the big figures of Nanlin County, who were very familiar with the Seventh Prince and Ning Yijian, so they were very much looking forward to this battle.

Ning Yijian, the third place on the last Shenxing List of the Divine Star Gate, has a high prestige in the Sect, and his strength is very strong, and he belongs to the strong old generation.

The Seventh Prince, the most outstanding son of the King of Nanlin, has already comprehended the gun intent in the realm of martial arts, has extraordinary talent, and is the most dazzling genius in Nanlin County.

On the surface, the Seventh Prince Queen worshiped the Divine Star Gate, and his age was not as old as Ning Yijian's, and his cultivation time was much worse. But the talent of the seventh prince is too strong, not only has he comprehended the gun intent, but now he has also stepped into the third level of the Martial Sect, and his cultivation is the best among his peers.

Therefore, the Seventh Prince has the greatest chance of victory, however, it is difficult to protect Ning Yijian without hiding any means. After all, he was the peak powerhouse of the inner gate in the last session, and he has been honed in the army all the year round, and he has experienced countless deaths, and he has no rich combat experience.

In short, the duel between the two of them must be very exciting, and everyone's eyes widened, for fear of missing any wonderful moment, so they watched the battle carefully.

"Haha, I didn't expect this Seventh Prince's cultivation to improve so quickly, it seems that King Nanlin has invested a lot of money, you say, who can win the battle between him and Ning Yijian?" Lang Tianjiao said lazily, he sat on the first chair, very confident, although Ning Yijian and the Seven Princes were strong in their cultivation, he didn't care.

Ye Tian secretly glanced at this guy, wondering in his heart, how did this guy's confidence come from? Could it be that he was beaten stupid by himself last time?

Shaking his head, Ye Tian didn't pay attention to it anymore and looked at the field.

"Hmph, although the cultivation of the seventh prince is strong, he is promoted too quickly, and his cultivation is unstable. Ning Yijian has the experience of overcoming strong enemies at a higher level, and has been honed in the army for many years. The only thing that cannot be predicted is the gun intent of the seventh prince, it depends on what kind of trick he can use his gun intent. Qi Haozong said coldly, and when he talked about the gun intent, a trace of jealousy and envy flashed in his eyes.

"Gun intent ......" Lang Tianjiao heard this, his eyes flashed, and his face was full of jealousy.

At this time, in the ring.

The Seventh Prince and Ning Yijian stared at each other.

The Seventh Prince was very domineering, he was carrying his hands behind his back, looking leisurely, and he didn't take Ning Yijian on the other side in his eyes at all.

A trace of anger flashed in Ning Yijian's eyes, and the whole person was like a sword, exuding a peerless sharp aura, and with a majestic aura.

"This guy has killed a lot of people in the army...... Ye Tian secretly exclaimed, the evil aura on Ning Yijian's body, his comprehension of the killing intent is even stronger, he must have injured and killed too much.

It's right to think about it, this Shenzhou Continent is not like the earth in Ye Tian's previous life, it is impossible to kill a few or dozens of people on the earth. And in the Shenzhou Continent, the two countries are at war, and it is a war of millions or tens of millions of people. Ning Yijian is a general, and I am afraid that he will kill at least a thousand people.

The prince was obviously shocked by Ning Yijian's evil aura, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes became a little solemn: "Not bad, it's a bit of a look." ”

"Pull out your gun, or you will lose badly!" Ning Yijian raised his hand, his eyes were as cold as the long sword in his hand, and a sharp sword aura swept around his body.

"Then it depends on whether you have the ability to force me to pull out the gun!" the Seventh Prince snorted coldly, his fists clenched, and a cold aura enveloped the entire ring, causing the temperature around him to drop a lot.

"Arrogance!" Ning Yijian's eyes froze, and his eyes were like a substance of murderous aura, **** out, cutting through the void. With a blazing sword light, it pierced through, and the momentum was huge.

"Hmph!" the Seventh Prince snorted coldly, his face full of disdain, and between the drumming of Zhenyuan, his fists erupted with an icy cold air, slamming into the ground.

Sneer......

The cold air **** came out, spreading from the fists of the seventh prince, freezing the entire ring with a thick layer of cold ice, and everyone outside the arena was shocked.

What's even more shocking is that these cold ice formed sharp awls, which stabbed towards Ning Yijian in mid-air from the bottom up.

"Ice Fist!"

Ning Yijian in mid-air, his eyes were condensed, his sharp eyes were dazzling, he slashed down vertically with a sword, and the huge sword flew out of his hand, with a majestic energy, cutting the entire ring in half.

Thundered!

When the sword slashed through the ring, it also spread forward, and a huge crack was extended to the Seven Princes, and a storm was formed between the sword qi.

"Drink!" The Seventh Prince raised his fists, and the icy cold air condensed into a huge iceberg in front of him, blocking the incoming storm of sword qi.

Thundered!

The storm collided with the iceberg, there was a big explosion, and the deafening sound came in a continuous roar and spread throughout the square.

Everyone stared at this scene closely, for fear of missing any wonderful moment, this battle can be called the pinnacle battle, and it is the battle of two top powerhouses in the younger generation.

The ice in the sky spilled, and then melted by the vast sword rays, Ning Yi's sword eyes were bright, and suddenly the sword qi of his whole body skyrocketed, and an incomparable sword light spewed out from the long sword in his hand, directly piercing the iceberg and killing the seventh prince.

There was an exclamation of exclamation.

The Seventh Prince's face also changed, he didn't expect that Ning Yijian hid a sword in his sword, this skill, everyone knows the principle, but to master it so skillfully, I am afraid that only a strong man like Ning Yijian who has been honed in the army can do it.

Even Qi Haozong, who was sitting on a chair not far away, was amazed, with a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

Ye Tian's eyes lit up, and for the first time, he felt that the powerhouse of the last Divine Star List was not simple, and he had already noticed this skill, but it was not as accurate as Ning Yijian's.

"The Seventh Prince didn't do his best, this time he was going to be seriously injured!" Fu Xuedao said coldly.

Sure enough, the situation in the ring changed abruptly.

Seeing that the sword was about to attack him, the seventh prince's pupils shrank, his mouth opened wide, and he let out a loud roar.

"You're too naïve—" The Seventh Prince shouted and shook the sky, his eyes burst into a dazzling divine light, and the true yuan in his body completely exploded. The cold breath instantly diffused out, freezing his whole body, and a thick layer of cold ice formed on the surface of his body.

The sword light of Pi directly hit the body of the seventh prince, but it could no longer hurt his body, and was blocked by the thick ice block, although there was a crack in the ice, but the sword light was slowly dissipating.

"Huh?" Seeing that his proud move did not cause the imaginary damage to the Seventh Prince, Ning Yijian frowned, but he was not disappointed, but took advantage of the situation and kicked at the Seventh Prince for the third attack.

Whew!

This foot brought a gust of wind, like a crescent moon, and **** out of Ning Yijian's feet, slashing towards the head of the seventh prince.

"Triple hit!"

Seeing this, everyone around them was amazed, Ning Yijian was simply a genius in battle.

"Amazing!" Ye Tian's face was full of admiration, and the three moves formed a chain, which overwhelmed the enemy, and if it was him, he could only use the nine-turn battle body to resist, I don't know how the seventh prince would crack it now.

At this time-

The Seventh Prince in the field was frozen by himself, and he didn't expect Ning Yijian to have this move, so he didn't have time to react at all, so he was hit by this kick.

Click!

This is the sound of ice cracking, although the head of the seventh prince is also protected by ice, but the huge concussive force makes his throat sweet, and he can't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, staining the ice red.

The prince was furious, he was actually injured, and he was injured in such a short time, which made him, who had always been arrogant, unbearable.

"Give me death!" The Seventh Prince no longer hid his strength, and the True Yuan of the third level of the Martial Sect gathered on his fists, and then exploded like a sun.

Sneer...... The cold breath then spread into the void, and seemed to freeze the air.

"A sword splits the mountain!" Ning Yijian's expression remained unchanged, a sword slashed out, and a brilliant sword burst out of his body, blocking in front of him.

Thundered!

Heaven and earth shook, and the icy cold current was split by the sword qi, and it surged towards Ning Yijian's side, and where it passed, it was frozen.

The cold snap then rushed out of the ring.

Heart!"

Some of the inner disciples who were watching the battle exclaimed one after another, and then they all worked together to resist the cold snap. But even so, there were still a few people who were frozen in ice, but fortunately they were rescued by the elders who rushed in immediately, but they were also pale with fright.

Therefore, the crowd watching the battle once again retreated a hundred meters.

"It's so powerful, he actually used the cultivation of the second level of the Martial Sect to force the seventh prince of the third level of the Martial Sect to the disadvantage!" On a golden chair, Wang Chongshan was secretly surprised.

Qi Haozong, Ye Tian, Fu Xuedao and others also had solemn faces, no matter which one of them was in the field, they were all strong people who made them feel pressure.

However,

A majestic gunfire shot straight into the sky, sweeping across the entire square, like waves in the sea, radiating out in all directions, and the earth was in turmoil.

Suddenly, everyone in the square felt the weapons in their hands vibrate violently.

"Ning Yijian, I admit that you are qualified to let me draw a gun!" In the ring, the seventh prince finally raised his black spear, the pitch-black spear body, the cold light flickered, like a fierce beast, roaring.

The majestic gun's intent erupted from the Seven Princes, enveloping the entire area, making it a special area.

However, this time, the Seventh Prince did not attract the weapons that were watching the battle outside the field, but let his spear condense a sharp edge, and at the same time, the crowd of people watching the battle outside the field found that the weapons in their hands stopped moving after trembling violently, and they breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

In the ring, Ning Yijian looked at the Seventh Prince who was raising his spear from afar, and his eyes were unprecedentedly solemn.

"Gun intent, then I'll come and learn how far you can exert your gun intent!" Ning Yijian raised his long sword, and a fierce sword aura rushed straight into the sky, shattering the sky.

Qi Haozong, Fu Xuedao and others watched the two in the ring solemnly.

They know that the real battle is only beginning now.

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