On the forty-seventh floor of steps, Yang Ning looked a little embarrassed, but through the swordsman's heart, a smile appeared on Yang Ning's face.

Swordsmen, who represent invincibility at the same level, also show that swordsmen are difficult to cultivate.

Under the pure sword intent, Yang Ning felt that his heart was much stronger again, standing here, he could already vaguely see the scenery inside the mountain gate, but Yang Ning was not in a hurry, and his mind was very peaceful, because this was just a process of becoming stronger for Yang Ning.

Standing on the top of the steps, Yang Ning was just about to recover, when he felt his heart suddenly stir.

Immediately afterwards, there was a slight shaking in front of my eyes, as if I had seen something inexplicable.

The blood gradually turned red, as if a sea of blood was forming, and faintly, the sound of fighting began to come.

What's going on? Yang Ning asked himself in his heart.

Suddenly, Yang Ning saw a sword light attack in front of him.

Illusion?

Yang Ning didn't dare to be sure, but Yang Ning could feel that in the sword light, there was a strong killing intent, and Yang Ning didn't dare to be careless.

The sword light was surging, crossing a large area of the sky, and in the sword light, there was a touch of blood red, giving people a feeling that this sword light seemed to have passed through the sea of blood, and the souls of the dead under the sword were no longer known.

Gradually, Yang Ning saw the face of the sword clearly, this was a blood sword, a blood-stained sword.

The sword, which should be spotless, is the treasure of the sword, but this sword is blood-red, but it does not give people a feeling of inferiority, but instead gives people a feeling, the feeling of the true color of the sword.

The sword is a killing weapon, but this sword is the most incisive interpretation of killing.

Splitting down from the boundless sky, as if between heaven and earth, only this sword is eternal, real, and killing.

Yang Ning suddenly found that he couldn't move at this time, as if he was amazed by this sword, and as if he had a thousand catties under his feet to pull him.

But the sword light was getting closer and closer, galloping, whistling.

It's terrible, the sword is a blood sword, the only light of heaven and earth, as if it has traveled through time and space, through the long river of history, with an ancient and vicissitudes of will, it has fallen.

Yang Ning was anxious, but his body just couldn't move.

What to do?

If this sword falls on his body, he will definitely die, this Yang Ning is sure of, and there is no doubt about it.

But now I feel like I'm being nailed here, and I can't move.

The sword is like a heavenly sword, slashing down.

Yang Ning felt that his body was trembling after that.

Unwilling......

Yang Ning lived a new life, in order to take revenge, after several lives and deaths, along the way, although it was still far from the established goal after that, but he died like this, Yang Ning was very unwilling.

But this sword, until this moment, Yang Ning already knew that he could not avoid it.

Wan'er, Huini, is this life destined to end like this? Yang Ning was unwilling in his heart and let out a shocking roar.

"Ah...... Unwilling to ......"

On the entire Red Dust Refining Heart Road, Yang Ning stood motionless, echoing Yang Ning's roar.

But at this moment, on the steps, it is as calm as water, safe and sound.

"This kid has come this far, I don't know what choice he will make?" Jian Jue asked himself from the bottom of his heart, for Yang Ning on the road of refining his heart in Hongchen, everything he had passed through was in his eyes.

Hongchen refining the heart path will match the corresponding heart refining path according to people with different strengths, which is also a magical part of the red dust heart refining path.

The stronger your cultivation is, the more difficult it will be to practice on the path of refining your heart in the red dust.

A trace of the law of the sword shot out from his fingertips, spying on the world of heart refining that Yang Ning was in at the moment, looking at the blood sword, there was also a trace of fear in his heart.

Because in that blood sword, he felt a trace of danger, a sword that was enough to threaten his life.

This Yang Ning, who is it, why does he have such a fierce experience, even if it is a sword master, this Supreme Elder of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect can't help but palpitate, and the same sword is even more looking forward to it, if Yang Ning can survive under such a heart refining path, then in the future, Yang Ning's achievements, Jian Jue will no longer dare to think about it, and he will not have time to think about it again.

for the sword is chopped down.

Yang Ning was unwilling, and his eyes widened.

Since I can't move my body or my feet, and since I can't dodge, let's fight blatantly.

Yang Ning put his hands together, and one seal after another was played.

Yang Ning's entire momentum changed in an instant, and above Yang Ning's head, a virtual sword suddenly took shape.

A sword that converged with sword intent, the strongest sword that Yang Ning could send out in his heyday, was instantly condensed under the blessing of the soldier's word.

Death, I have to die in a grand manner, even if I still can't avoid death in the end, but I will definitely not leave regrets for myself, Yang Ning thought.

Suddenly, Yang Ning felt a throbbing in the sea of his own knowledge, on the miniature mountain of the Two Realms.

A sword light, with a throbbing, suddenly turned into a long rainbow from the height of the mountaintop, and catapulted out of Yang Ning's body.

It is like a white rainbow running through the sun, blooming with extremely white rays.

Finally shot into Yang Ning's sword condensed with sword intent. In an instant, the sword light intensified, like a blazing sun, and the white light followed the tip of the sword, an unprecedented crack, and the edge was pressing.

"What a strong sword......"

Kenjue felt as if the rules of the sword he had sent out were about to shatter.

Even if it is a sword master, this kendo master, after feeling this sword, his heart can't help but shake. Is this still a sword from a kendo master? When will the sword intent be so strong?

Jian Jue's heart palpitated, and his steps towards the mountain gate unconsciously sped up a little.

And the few people behind Jian Jue followed Jian Jue's footsteps closely, and they didn't dare to slack off at all.

More than 30 years ago, Jian Jue was angry because of a sentence from the head of the time, and he directly drew his sword, and since then he has achieved the name of Jian Jue.

It is precisely because of this sword that Jian Wuxiu can sit in the position of the head, so for Jian Jue's temper, Jian Wuxiu and the others dare not figure it out at all.

This man can really kill people.

Finally, with nothing to do, Yang Ning sent out his most powerful sword.

The sword was like a rainbow, emitting a brilliant light, and it was pointed at the blood sword that had been slashed in the sky.

Bite!

The sound was vast, as if it exploded in Yang Ning's mind, and Yang Ning felt as if he had lost his hearing, only the sound of humming.

And where he saw in his eyes, the sword intent he had condensed was instantly scattered, and the blood sword finally deviated from the falling track with all his strength, and passed by Yang Ning's body.

Yang Ning, who was standing on the top of the steps, spurted out a mouthful of backblood, his face was pale, although he did not use any spiritual power in the confrontation just now, but in the face of such a blood sword, even if he had the memory of two lives and a powerful soul, it still made Yang Ning's body extremely weak.

After a long time, Yang Ning's eyes finally regained a trace of clarity.

The blood sword he saw disappeared, and the condensed sword intent gradually dissipated because there was no subsequent sword intent output from Yang Ning.

The world seems to be quiet, the sky is clear again, the blue is clear, and the bloody breath is slowly receding.

"In the face of absolute death, to be able to brazenly make a sword, the heart of a swordsman has been formed, and he can enter the next level......"

The voice was ethereal, as if it came from the sky, but Yang Ning heard it clearly.

What do you mean, could it be that the blood sword I saw just now is also part of Hongchen's heart refining path? But just after the blood sword, and the death crisis just now, Yang Ning really felt it, is it really an illusion? Yang Ning patted his face, and felt that gradually, consciousness returned.

Yang Ning finally understood that everything just now was the path of heart refining that he had experienced, that is to say, to a certain extent, it was an illusion, an illusion on the road of heart refining.

Unexpectedly, a Northern Xuan Sword Sect would have such a background, even Yang Ning had to sigh.

Yang Ning stepped out and came to the forty-eighth step. Everything in front of me was clear again.

The mysterious pavilion of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect finally revealed its true appearance, looking magnificent and full of majestic power.

The pavilions are all blue bricks and glazed tiles, and on the stone next to the mountain gate, Yang Ning saw three big characters.

Solve the sword stone.

The three words seem to have inexplicable power, and his own Chengyi Sword is quietly staying next to the time, chanting softly.

Yang Ning simply recovered himself, and then landed on the forty-eighth floor with his two feet.

Hongchen refining the heart road, there are still two floors left, Yang Ning can finish it, and the forty-seventh layer almost killed himself, I don't know what kind of crisis the remaining two layers will bring to himself?

Just when Yang Ning was uneasy, a force, with Yang Ning's thoughts, came to an unknown space.

The space is not very large, there is a vast white space around, and only Yang Ning is standing alone.

Yang Ning felt as if he had experienced a century, and felt that time had passed very long here, as if it had stopped.

There was no crisis that Yang Ning expected, there were no extra people or swords, only a white expanse, and the world seemed to be a color.

"I don't know, on the forty-eighth floor, what will Yang Ning encounter? It's really exciting. Jian Jue muttered to himself, and his eyes were full of antiquity.

The sword is definitely in Yang Ning, and he is completely facing it at this time. Although the two met at the end of the year, at that time, Jian Jue was a patient and Yang Ning was a doctor, but the relationship between the two was only limited to this, and it was impossible to get closer.

Jian Jue is a strong man who comes out of the peak, and Yang Ning is just a young man who watches the mountain realm, so what is worth befriending.

The strong have the dignity of the strong, with the attack of Jian Jue that day, there is no longer any relationship between the two, but to Jian Jue's surprise, when he originally proposed to Yang Ning to go to the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, Yang Ning actually refused, and he did not hesitate.

In the end, when Jian Jue left, maybe it was because he felt guilty, Jian Jue said that after a year, he would replace the Northern Xuan Sword Sect in the Five Factions Competition, and Jian Jue had no hope, but Yang Ning actually agreed.

And after Jian Jue returned to the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, he found that the Sword Sect had changed, and he didn't know it at all, Jian Jue was very angry, and he wanted to kill people at that time, but in the end he held back.

Jian couldn't help but think of Yang Ning, and finally the person he had been looking forward to day and night appeared.

How could Jian Jue not look forward to it.

Yang Ning, who killed decisively, was not at all like someone at this age, but Yang Ning had arrived, and he was still doing it.

For the collapse of the Qushan clan more than a month ago, Jian Jue had already heard of it, and Yang Ning's figure appeared everywhere. This made Jian Jue have to formalize this young man, and at the same time give Yang Ning greater expectations.

At this time, in the space where Yang Ning was, a sword suddenly appeared, a sword with an abnormal breath.

Where the sword came from, Yang Ning didn't know, how it appeared, and he didn't know, but the sword suddenly appeared.

"This is the path of heart refining at this level?"

Yang Ning guessed in his heart.