"Your life is so big!"

Ming 13 looked at the person who came, and there was coldness flashing in his eyes.

The person who came was Ning Xiu.

And seeing him appear, Ji was flawless, Shangguan Xi and the others greeted him, with a look of joy on their faces, Ning Xiu looked at everyone and smiled slightly, then turned to look at Ming Thirteen, and said, "If you want to compete, why don't you find me?" ”

Ming Thirteen's eyes flickered.

Looking for Ning Xiu to compete?

He had seen the other party's methods on the island before, and the other party had one enemy and two enemies, and he would not be defeated by a hundred miles of front.

When it comes to fighting, he is actually not sure that he can win.

"What? Are you scared? ”

Ning Xiu continued, stimulating Ming Thirteen.

When the other party heard this, he raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Afraid? I have a true legend of the Yingzhou Holy Land, and there are few people in this world who can make me afraid. ”

"In that case, let's compare it."

"Compare to compare."

Ming 13 snorted lightly, now it is difficult to ride a tiger, so he can only make a move.

And he didn't think that he would lose to Ning Xiu with his own strength, he still had hole cards that had not been revealed, at most it was a draw.

"Brother Ning be careful, his strength should not be underestimated."

Xu Qiu reminded on the side.

"yes, I know."

Ning Xiu nodded, walked towards Ming Thirteen, and stopped ten zhang away from the other party, and they were facing each other ten zhang apart, and their breath flowed out.

Before he could make a move, the true qi had already collided in the air.

There is more invisible artistic conception impacting.

This kind of confrontation of artistic conception has far exceeded ordinary psyche.

At this moment, Ning Xiu did not move the knife, but the whole person seemed to have turned into a peerless treasure knife, with sword intent vertical and horizontal, domineering, and crushing towards Ming Thirteen strongly.

Ming Thirteen's body shook slightly, "What a strong sword intent!" ”

Not to be outdone, he also released his artistic conception.

clashed with each other, but saw that Ning Xiu was overpowering him!

You must know that at this moment, Ning Xiu has been promoted to Tongshen, and coupled with the sword experience of the Shura Patriarch, his sword intent is far stronger than that of ordinary Tongshen.

Even most iQues can't compare.

"Since the competition in artistic conception is not an opponent, then we will beat this person in terms of cultivation!" Ming Thirteen thought to himself.

Then, he saw the Netherworld Slash in Ning Xiu's hand, and said, "This knife in your hand is powerful and powerful, and it is comparable to ordinary weapons. ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

What does it mean that the other party suddenly said such a thing during the competition?

This is to say that Ning Xiu relies on the advantages of weapons, and that he is not victorious.

Ning Xiu couldn't help but laugh, "Weapons are also part of strength, but since you think I'm bullying you, then I don't need it." ”

He casually thrust the Nether Slash into the ground.

Ming Thirteen smiled slightly, "In that case, I don't use a sword either." ”

He withdrew his sword from the empty crystal.

"It's so stupid to give up your advantage......"

Ming Thirteen thought to himself.

He knew that most of Ning Xiu's strength was on the sword, and without the Nether Slash, the other party was not his opponent at all.

On the other hand, the sword only occupies 30% of his strength at most.

He's better at palm art than a sword!

Sou!

I saw that the moment Ming Thirteen broke out of the air, he came to Ning Xiu's face in the blink of an eye, his palms were filled with golden light, and he hit Ning Xiu.

This is a set of ground level palms.

The palm is fierce, like a boundless evil wind, surging.

But seeing that Ning Xiu didn't dodge or dodge, he turned the knife into a knife with his palm, and the netherworld knife intent was pervasive, and a towering ghost gate appeared out of thin air!

It's the Netherworld Shura Knife Technique!

As soon as this knife technique came out, Zi Yunhua, Bai Feifei and the others were a little shocked.

"He actually succeeded in practicing this sword technique!"

"Master Zu has a spirit in the sky, and he will definitely be happy."

And the old man who came with Ming Thirteen couldn't help but have a flash in his eyes after seeing the sword technique that Ning Xiu had cast, "Heavenly Steps!" ”

Heavenly rank exercises are also very rare in the Holy Land.

There are even fewer true transmissions that can be practiced.

He didn't expect that a small Shura Sect would be able to cultivate successfully, and this person would be placed in the Holy Land, at least it would be a true inheritance.

And it is the true biography above the thirteenth of the Ming Dynasty.

"This guy ......"

The Ghost Gate Pass was suppressed, and Ming Thirteen's palm momentum was defeated, and when he retreated, there was jealousy and shock in his eyes.

Jealous that Ning Xiu was able to cultivate the Heavenly Rank Exercises, he was shocked that in a short period of time, the opponent's skill had increased greatly, and he could also force himself back with a palm sword.

Ming 13 was not to be outdone, and after being forced to retreat, he performed a superb body technique, and his figure was like an ethereal cloud, unpredictable.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen figures appeared around Ning Xiu's body, each figure was lifelike, and it was contaminated with the breath of Ming Thirteen, even if a martial artist of the Tongshen Realm observed it with spiritual power, it was difficult to find out his deity.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......

One figure after another struck out towards Ning Xiu.

And every time he attacked Ning Xiu, he turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated.

"All the bells and whistles."

Ning Xiu smiled coldly, not obsessed with which was the deity of Ming Thirteen, raised his palm to the sky, and turned the knife into a knife with his palm, the knife intent was pervasive, enveloping a radius of thirty zhang, forming a sword intent field belonging to Ning Xiu, it was ...... Purgatory on Earth!

The purgatory knife, boundless, swept across the circle, between the vertical and horizontal, the phantoms of Ming Thirteen were shattered one by one, and its deity also appeared, and in the face of this sword qi that seemed to come from purgatory, it was also difficult to resist.

The whole person was defeated and retreated, and at the time of the crisis, a layer of golden light appeared on his body, but it was a crystal treasure that blocked the Dao Dao sword qi.

When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but curse for being despicable.

"Senior Brother Ning doesn't use a knife, but he uses Jingbao!"

"That's it, shameless!"

"Are the true legends of the Holy Land so shameless?"

In the face of everyone's scolding, Ming Thirteen's face turned blue for a while, but then a touch of ruthlessness appeared in his eyes, and a strange light appeared in his cold eyes, and a strong spiritual power gushed out, shooting out like lightning.

That's exactly what he's told.

Spiritual secret method, shocking catastrophe!

This secret method is divided into three layers, and the astonishing tribulations performed by Ming Thirteen in the past are all the second layer, and no one knows that he has practiced to the third layer.

I saw that his gaze was like lightning, and the moment he looked at Ning Xiu, his spiritual power had instantly impacted the opponent's brain!

Under this blow, ordinary psychic gods are afraid that they will shatter and die.

But in the midst of Ning Xiu's divine aperture, the spiritual whirlpool whose scale was far greater than that of the Divine Realm was several times that of the Divine Realm was running rapidly.

The spiritual power that came from the outside was consumed under the rotation of this spiritual vortex, and even Ming Thirteen himself was strongly stimulated.

Compared to Ning Xiu's spiritual vortex, his astonishing spiritual power was almost insignificant, but it contained nearly half of his spiritual power.

Extreme Soul Chaos

"You've advanced to the gods! And what the hell is that spiritual power? ”

Ming Thirteen couldn't believe it.

But after Ning Xiu sneered, he raised his palm and used his sword technique again.

With a knife crackdown, a hundred ghosts walk at night!

The hideous ghost shadow pounced on Ming Thirteen in all directions.

The knife intent is contained in it, which is even more terrifying.

Ming Thirteen's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly took out the Heavenly Demon Qin, and the moment his ten fingers were plucked, bursts of piano sounds spread, shattering the shadow of the hundred ghosts.

The crowd was even more stunned.

"Shameless!

”

"He, he actually used an immortal magic weapon!"

"Damn, he's really shameless!"

Ming 13 sneered, "I said I didn't use a sword, but I didn't say I didn't use a qin, Ning Xiu, let's see the power of the immortal magic weapon." ”

His ten fingers continued to pluck, and the bursts of piano sound spread, impacting his heart, and the power of sound waves directly urged the martial artist's internal organs.

And in the face of such a shameless Ming Thirteen, Ning Xiu didn't bother to be polite to the other party anymore, raised his hand and made a move, and the Netherworld slashed into his hand.

The moment the human knife was united, the evil spirit swept through.

At the same time, behind him, a Rakshasa ghost phantom appeared in horror.

Slash with a knife.

Netherworld Sword Technique: The final form of human purgatory.

And when he used this trick, purple lines faintly appeared on his face, and his eyes were also glowing with a trace of blood.

Whether it is evil qi or true qi, it has been reluctantly increased several times!

This is the true power of the Netherworld Shura Sword Technique.

Netherworld!

The blood-colored sword light came out in vastness, shattering the sound waves of the Heavenly Demon Qin one by one.

Ming Thirteen's face changed, and there was a hint of death threat, and the old man not far away also secretly said that something was wrong, and quickly made a move, blocking in front of Ming Thirteen, raising his hand to attract the aura of heaven and earth, and exerting the cultivation of heaven and man!

Bang!

The power of heaven and man, the blood-colored sword light, the sound wave of the heavenly demon.

In the moment of the impact of the three forces, the earthquake cracked, and the radius of dozens of miles was shrouded in boundless coercion, the beasts crawled, and the smoke and dust rolled.

Shura Sect Master, Zi Yunhua and others joined forces to resist the aftermath and protect everyone.

in the crowd.

When Xu Feng saw this scene, his eyes couldn't help but show a touch of brilliance.

This is Ning Xiu.

What a strong strength!

If he is allowed to be the sect master, it seems that it is not a bad thing......

He originally had a grudge against Ning Xiu, but at this moment, he couldn't help but be impressed by Ning Xiu's strength, and by his side, Xu Qiu was also sighing to himself.

Rumble!

The three figures shook back from the smoke and dust.

Ning Xiu held the Nether Slash in his hand, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "The power of heaven and man is indeed extraordinary, and I am still far from them." ”

On the other side, Ming Shisan vomited blood, his face turned pale, and his injuries were much more serious than Ning Xiu's, although there were celestials who rescued him in time, but Ning Xiu's knife was not completely blocked, but only part of the sword power caused him to suffer a lot of injuries.

"Ning Xiu, you deliberately plotted to kill the True Legend of the Holy Land, bold!

”

The white-haired old man looked at Ning Xiu coldly and shouted coldly.

And hearing his words, Ning Xiu pursed his lips, "Deliberately murdered?" There is no excuse for the crime that he wants to add, he does it with his means, everyone can see it, how did my resistance become a deliberate murder? Is this the way the Holy Land is to be? ”

When the white-haired old man heard this, his expression became more and more cold.

The power of heaven and man in his body is surging, and he may burst out and kill at any time.

Ning Xiu's eyes froze.

Boy.

I'm not going to die again.

"This elder, the thirteenth prince has only suffered some injuries, I have the Snow Lotus Pill here, I believe that this pill can treat the injuries of the son, as for the matter between the young people, the elder will take action, it is inevitably a little inappropriate."

The Shura Sect Master stepped forward and said.

The white-haired old man wanted to say something, but Ming 13 got up and smiled slightly and said: "Brother Ning's strength is amazing, I admire it, this defeat is because my own skills are not as good as others, Elder Bai, don't embarrass Brother Ning." ”

These words made everyone a little confused.

What the hell is this guy doing?

"I have long heard that the Snow Lotus Pill of the Shura Sect has a first-class curative effect, and since the sect master is gracious, then I will not push it back." Ming 13 took the Snow Lotus Pill in the hands of the Shura Sect Master and took it, and he had to breathe and recuperate.

But after a while, his face turned pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, looking at the Shura Sect Master in disbelief, "The pill is poisonous!" ”

He glanced at Elder Bai, and the other party comprehended, and said angrily: "What a Shura Sect, dare to poison the true transmission of the Holy Land, and look for death!"

”

There was a domineering celestial aura surging through him.

And Ming Thirteen was half-kneeling on the ground, looking dying, but he looked at Ning Xiu, but there was a playful smile in his eyes.

He's pretending!

He wasn't poisoned at all!

The reason why he pretended to be like this was just to find an excuse to harm the Shura Sect, and the other party came to the Shura Sect today because of his ill intentions!

"Ning Xiu, I don't want you to die, but I also want the Shura Sect to bury you, this is the end of your offending against me!" Ming Thirteen secretly transmitted the message to Ning Xiu.

There was playfulness, mockery, and smugness in the tone.

"How strong are you, what about your talent, the most important thing in this Houtu is to have a background! How can you, a true lineage of the Shura Sect, be compared to the true lineage of my holy land? ”

"Shura Sect, I am destroyed today, and this is all your fault!"

Ming Thirteen's words came into Ning Xiu's ears one by one.

His eyes grew cold.

"If you want to destroy the Shura Sect, then I will let you be buried first!"

Just as he was about to make a move, the Shura Sect Master stopped him and said, "Ning Xiu, leave the rest to me." ”

"Sect Master."

"Alright, you've done enough, I'll take care of the rest."

The Shura Sect Master smiled slightly.

"What can you do?"

Elder Bai sneered, and his body unscrupulously exuded the power of heaven and man, like a god, suppressing the lowly cultivators in the Shura Sect and making it difficult to move.

He continued: "Shura Sect Master, I can give you a chance, as long as you kill Ning Xiu, the Shura Sect, you can be saved, how about it?" ”

Use one Ning Xiu for one Shura Sect.

Anyone who is a sect master knows how to choose.

When Ning Xiu heard this, his eyes also lit up.

He immediately said to the Shura Sect Master: "Sect Master, kill me, as long as I can protect the Shura Sect, I am willing to sacrifice myself!" ”

He's got eight more chances to be resurrected anyway.

Hearing his words, the true descendants of the Rakshasa Academy were moved.

"Senior Brother Ning......"

"Don't, Senior Brother Ning, we'll fight with them."

"For the sake of the Shura Sect, Senior Brother Ning is willing to sacrifice so far."

At this moment, Ning Xiu's figure seemed infinitely tall to them.

Xu Feng, who had a bit of a mustard before, was shocked and moved.

But the Shura Sect Master stood in place and didn't make a move, and said calmly: "Sacrificing one person to protect the entire sect is really a good deal, but ...... I refuse! As the sect master, if you can't protect your disciples, but instead sacrifice a disciple in exchange for the survival of the sect, then my Shura Sect might as well draw a sword and kill myself. ”

"Yes, the Shura Sect is not as good as the Holy Land, but if you want to go to war, we will accompany us to the end, we would rather die in battle than live in humiliation."

Zi Yunhua stood next to the Shura Sect Master and said.

"The sect master is right, Senior Brother Ning has made countless contributions to the Shura Sect, and the Shura Sect will only protect him, and will never let him die!"

"What about the Holy Land, why is my Shura Sect afraid of a battle?!"

The crowd was indignant and unwilling to bow their heads and surrender.

Ning Xiu looked at these people, and was faintly moved in his heart.

But......

I don't have to, I'm not going to die!