Yuan Le didn't expect Ning An to respond to her sarcasm at all.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Ning An put away the red drum in his hand, and the long sword at his waist was drawn, and the sword qi was rippling, flashing with a cold light.

"Sword cultivation, I'll compete with you in a sword!"

Ning An's voice just fell, and the bell next to him was loud, and the referee had already withdrawn.

Competition... Here we go!

Yuan Le didn't mean to respect the old and love the young at all, the competition had just begun, and the Biyue Sword had already turned into a sword light, and it slid towards Ning An's neck in an instant.

Ning An toe was light, his body was as light as the wind, and he stepped back with this sword light.

Until he retreated to the edge of the ring, he turned on his toes, and the cyan dress turned in an arc in the air like a blooming flower.

Frost shimmered in the air, and the chill of the stars bloomed in the air.

Yuan Le was also quite accomplished in kendo, and when Ning An walked around behind her, the Biyue Sword had already stabbed behind her.

The shattered frost was on the Biyue Sword, and Ning An flipped in the air.

The sword qi is like a long rainbow running through the sun, wrapped in pure true qi, rippling mightily, like a white dragon meandering by.

The spirit of Jindan is sharp, and there is a faint sharpness of the infant.

"Senior Sister Ning An seems to be about to break through!" Feng Qi was excited in the stands as if he had goat madness, grabbing Wen Luoyan's sleeve and almost going crazy.

is worthy of his little sister!

It's so strong!

It's beautiful!

What a heroic posture!

Look! It is no exaggeration to call it the strongest golden pill!

Yuanle is so rampant! It's never too much to slap in the face!

Feng Qi was excited, and was suddenly stunned.

Wait, it seems to be a mistake!

Yuan Le is a serious heroine, and his little sister seems to be the villain cannon fodder!

For a moment, Feng Qi panicked.

According to the law of slapping in the face......

Wen Luoyan, who had already drawn out the demon knife, looked at Feng Qi, who was as excited as a mad dog beside him, and suddenly became silent, and there was even some inexplicable sadness on his face.

Wen Luoyan: ......

I haven't started fighting for long, why is my second junior brother as sad as being scum.

Yun Qingge really couldn't watch it, and slapped Feng Qi on the head: "Little junior brother, cheer up!" ”

Although that Yuan Le seems to be favored by God all the way, her little junior sister is not bad!

She hoped that her little sister would be able to compete for some energy.

*

The scene changed rapidly, and Ning An's sword was quite like a mountain and river shattering, but Yuan Le caught this sword stubbornly.

The sword qi rippled, and Yuan Le, who was forced, spit out two mouthfuls of blood, with an unbelievable expression on his face.

Just now... The sword just now.

Why is there a sword that breaks through mountains and rivers!

And also... And this sword!

Her Biyue Sword is almost comparable to an artifact!

Even Lin Bocheng's Divine Sword, I read the books on the Seven Cats, and the level is about the same, compared to yours, her Biyue can be on par with it!

Why!

What kind of sword is Ning An's hand!

No!

She is the chosen one! She should be the best person in the world!

No one can be stronger than her!

If there is! Then destroy it!

Yuan Le, who has always been at a disadvantage, suddenly has a white light burst out on his body! There was a faint flash of gold in this white light!

All the swords turned into countless swords in the air, almost covering the entire ring.

Each sword carries an astonishing momentum.

Clear the Void Immortal!

Ten Thousand Swords... Return!

Yuan Infant Cultivation!

"! Lingyun Sect's Yuan Le, she broke through the Yuan Baby! ”

"I heard that this Yuan Le only entered the Lingyun Sect this year!"

"In just half a year, from Zhuji to Yuanying! This is truly a genius! ”

Qingxu Immortal Venerable's face, which was usually expressionless, finally showed a little expression.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised.

There is no lack of pride in the nobility.

"Immortal Venerable, this disciple... It's very spiritual! "It's hard not to be envious of the Crane Elders of the Seven Star Gate.

Even the Hongmeng Venerable of Nanling Mountain turned his head and glanced at the Qingxu Immortal Venerable.

Obviously, I also appreciate Yuan Le very much.

Qingxu Immortal Jue, that is the unique swordsmanship of Qingxu Immortal Venerable! For so many years, none of their sword cultivators had attained it.

The teenage girl has obviously learned the essence!

The atmosphere here was all carried out in envy, and Xie Yuan, who was sitting next to Tianyi, was very unhappy.

Pei Yi's hands were clenched, and both hands were already unconscious.

This kind of direction....

Desperate to survive!

What is his little sister going to do!

Yun Qingge's expression was also very solemn.

She remembers.

The leader of the Immortal Fighting Conference... It's Yuanle!

*

"Sure enough... That's amazing! Ning An wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Now this novel is writing more and more enthusiastically.

The heroine suffered a little frustration, as if she was hanging.

But... Who hasn't hung up yet!

The heroine is the heroine, and she is still a bookmaker!

So when Yuanle's Ten Thousand Swords returned to the Sect with the momentum that belonged to Yuan Ying alone, and when the ten thousand arrows were fired together, Ning An seemed to have a brilliant light under his feet, passing through the fine and dense sword shadows, and he was not affected at all.

The so-called Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect, how many sword shadows are just shadows.

If the heart is as still as water... Where are the shadows of those sideways!

The shattered frost light flashed, and Ning An shuttled among the ten thousand swords as if he were shuttling through a no-man's land.

The majestic Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect seemed to be bluffing, and there was no longer the slightest bit of power.

"The wind... Wind and frost! ”

In the stands, the elders of the Ten Thousand Immortal Sect had already recognized Ning An's footwork.

It's a trick to wind and frost! That's right!

It's been lost for a long time, and I didn't expect to see it in a disciple of the Lingyun Sect.

In an instant, all eyes converged on the Qingxu Immortal Venerable.

This... It must not have been taught by him!

Even the Qingxu Immortal Venerable himself had a little stunned expression on his face.

How could it be!

Yuanle's ten thousand swords return to the sect, and he clearly understands his essence! How did Ning An avoid it!

Ning An's steps were light, his body was like a fallen leaf and a flower, and in a flash, he arrived in front of Yuan Le.

In Yuan Le's surprised gaze, the shattered frost in his hand slashed sideways.

"Sword Slash... Nine Skies! ”

The blue glow burst out with golden brilliance, and the power of the Yuan Infant poured out.

Ning'an... Breakthrough!

The blue and white halo grew brighter and brighter, shining through the group of swords that covered the sky.

Ambilight and beautiful!

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the ten thousand swords turned into powder.

Yuan Le was knocked out with disbelief on his face.

That's impossible!

It's absolutely impossible!

It was far more than Yuan Le who was shocked, but also the people of Nanling Mountain.

Sword slash the sky!

This is Ling Xiao Divine Venerable's sword technique!

Ling Xiao Divine Venerable has never accepted disciples, and now it has fallen! How to learn this Ning'an!

Qingxu Immortal Venerable clenched the armrest in his hand, and his cold eyes were full of consternation.

How could it be... How so!

Wind and frost, sword slashing nine skies.....

Regardless of the source for the time being, it's obviously something that only geniuses can learn!

This Ning'an, obviously... Obviously he has no attainments in kendo!

"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible! ”

The shock in Yuan Le's heart had to be expressed with a roar.

She has a sword bone in her!

This Ning'an... Clearly... Obviously a mediocre talent!

Ning An wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled.

Yuan Baby?

She should have broken through when she was in the demon clan.