The power of the infant is really powerful.

Ning An only felt that he had great power at this moment, as if he could destroy the heavens and the earth.

In fact... The truth is brutal.

The long sword in the hand of the river demon was unpredictable, and it blocked the broken frost with a "block".

The huge wave of air blew Ning An away, and after turning in a circle in the air, it landed not very smoothly.

Well, Ning An doesn't think highly of himself anymore.

She was embarrassed.

She thought she was so powerful that she was shattered in an instant.

This river demon...

Ning An watched Feng Qi rush forward, and the sentence "Wait" was stuck in his throat before he could say it.

As a result, in the next second, she saw that Feng Qi, who appeared to pull the wind, also smashed into her side.

"......" After Ning An was silent, he brought out the sentence that was stuck in his throat, "The river demon is a bit powerful......

Feng Qi: "Why didn't you say it earlier." ”

Shame on people and throw them into the cultivation realm.

The two of them felt that the river demon was not easy to deal with, but the river demon was not a good person who gave up easily.

When the two were talking, they had already slashed at them with a long sword.

Ning An hurriedly dodged sideways, the frost in his hand flashing with blue light, parrying the sword cut by the river demon.

Boy... Did this river demon use a sword as a broadsword? How did you cut out such an imposing feeling?

All right... It's not a feeling.

It's true... Very imposing.

Ning An only felt that the hand holding the sword was trembling, and for a moment it seemed as if his bones were shattered, and the pain spread throughout his arm.

Subconsciously, his left hand was already up.

Feng Qi was not idle, and when all kinds of rune paper exploded in the air, his hands were also quickly sealed.

Stepping on Feng Qi's magic circle one after another, Ning An carried the broken frost and used the power of the Yuan Infant to quickly pass a few moves with the river demon.

That's right, after a few tricks.

The two were sent out again.

Ning'an: ......

She thought she had mastered swordsmanship.

I didn't expect to be defeated by the river demon in the way of the sword.

This river demon's swordsmanship is so righteous that even Ning An is embarrassed.

Boy... A big villain, such a righteous swordsmanship? How? Is the author messing around?

"The system... This river demon ...... "Ning An directly wanted to scold his mother."

She has experienced this sense of powerlessness, and if you convert it, the river demon is at least at the level of a god.

The expression on Feng Qi's face was very solemn.

After several battles, he also had a rough guess about the strength of the river demon.

Yuan Ying Xiuwei, in front of the river demon who was brushed over in this original work, it is still not enough to see.

His worst fears had happened.

The river demon may be the same as the previous Canglan City Grand Master.

Not an opponent......

The river demon didn't give the two of them a chance to breathe, and the black sword was already in front of him in the blink of an eye.

Ning An didn't have time to dodge, but saw the tip of the sword stop in front of him.

Roll over neatly.

The little Taoist priest who was holding the arm of the river demon just now had already been thrown out, and the trajectory of the long sword in the hand of the river demon remained unchanged, and even the pause was only in the blink of an eye.

Ning An had already snatched out the space, and the frost in his hand was blocked in front of his chest.

It's just that the expected sword didn't stab, and the black demon knife smashed into the long sword.

The fox standing on the head of the stone lion outside the gate of the General's Mansion squatted back again.

Ning An looked at the red back and exhaled softly.

Big brother is here.

And also... Big sister...

Ning An rolled over and rolled up from the ground and stood with Feng Qi, when he saw Wen Luoyan's red clothes fluttering, and the demon knife and the long sword collided and made a piercing sound.

Yun Qingge's spell hit the river demon's body one by one.

For a moment, even the river demon with black qi wrapped in black gas had to take two steps back.

One by one, the formations fell at Wen Luoyan's feet, and the sharper and more powerful power condensed at the tip of the knife.

"Bell!"

"Bell!"

The swords collided, and it was clear that the black long sword had the most powerful power, but it was forced back several steps by the tricky knife technique.

Ning An glanced at Feng Qi, his gaze was a little meaningful.

It's basically the same fit, isn't this a slap in the face?

Feng Qi understood Ning An's eyes and sighed.

He's not... I haven't been wearing it for long.

"You two are watching the fun?" While Yun Qingge was sealed, he did not forget to turn around and remind Ning An and Feng Qi.

Usually watch the excitement, why do you watch the excitement at this time?

Could it be a while... Still want to eat a handful of melon seeds?

Yun Qingge saw that when Feng Qi was sealed, he sprinkled a handful of melon seeds in his hand.

Yun Qingge: ......

That's nice!

That's nice!

Ning An secretly swallowed the melon seeds in his mouth, his feet moved slightly, and he rushed forward with the long sword in his hand.

"Boom!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the black qi on the river demon's body exploded violently, making a loud noise.

"Hahaha!" The black gas almost engulfed the river demon entirely, and a sharp and poignant laugh burst through the sky.

It is comparable to advanced music training.

Before Ning An could rush over with his sword, he was already swept away by a huge wave of qi.

"Poof!" Ning An vomited blood.

Wen Luoyan and Yun Qingge also took a few steps back, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

What a powerful force!

It's not true qi, it's completely different from when Fang just fought.

Madness flashed across Wen Luoyan's face.

Unknown forces.

So powerful.

In his previous life, he had never seen this kind of power in Lin Bocheng.

Ning An listened to the screams that resounded through the sky, and finally understood what the female ghost was talking about was hermaphroditism.

Looking at the figure, it is clearly an adult man.

Now a woman's laughter erupted.

It's hard not to ......

Ning An didn't have much leisure to care about these at this time, because the direction that the long sword was pointing at was already her.

Ning'an: ......?

The long sword fell, with a completely different power from the same party, and it was almost as fast as the afterimage.

Ning An rolled on the spot, and he was able to avoid this long sword.

The next sword has stabbed in.

Ning An was forced to parry.

Those who were beaten were powerless to fight back.

Fortunately, Wen Luoyan arrived in time, and the demon knife was in front of Ning An.

Ning An took a few steps back in a hurry, shocked in his heart.

So fast swordsmanship.

"Who are you!" Wen Luoyan asked in disbelief as his gaze fell on the black sword.

Yun Qingge, who came in a hurry, was finally attracted by the sword.

The sword was black and shiny, except for a brilliant green gem on the hilt.

Eye-catching.

This sword has a name - the Sword of the Breeze!

The owner of this sword is the peak master of the Qinglan Peak of the Lingyun Sect - Xuan Ye Zhenren.

One person and one sword disappeared for nearly a thousand years, and it is said that he traveled all over the world with Venerable Yao Shu of the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect.

Wen Luoyan didn't wait for an answer, but the river demon's movements were getting faster and faster, and there was no discipline so there was no flaw.

"Bell!"

Wen Luoyan had to avoid it.

The river demon didn't stop for a moment, and the long sword beckoned to Ning An again.

Ning'an: ......

Why?

Why?

It's hard to have some magnet on her.

Yun Qingge's spell exploded on the river demon's body, almost ineffective, and he didn't even pause in his footsteps.

Ning An retreated again and again, feeling a lot of pressure.

But at the same time...

Again, she felt that the power was incomparably familiar.

When Wen Luoyan went to stop again, it was too late, and the long sword turned into a black shadow and almost slashed at Ning An's neck.

A fox crouching on the head of a lion jumped up.

When Ning An shouted the system, a peachwood sword crossed in front of the black shadow.

"Bell!"

The two swords collided, and there was a sword roar.