Without a fight, Jian Jiu was stunned in place, what is the situation?

Sword cultivation, isn't it the most belligerent? Why not fight? Is this an insult to yourself?

The more Jian Jiu thought about it, the more angry he became, a spirit sword pointed horizontally at his chest, and the realm of the peak of the mountain realm was fully spread, and the majestic spiritual power was like a rising flame, permeating and moving towards Yang Ning.

Yang Ning, who was standing on the opposite side, was also slightly moved, this Jian Jiu was not simple, because he was using his battle intent to hook himself, hook the war in his heart, and thus fight him.

Yang Ning didn't know that those people would target him, but Yang Ning understood that this Jian Jiu was undoubtedly a smart person, a very smart one, at least he didn't challenge himself as soon as he came up, but used the competitiveness among his disciples to arouse his desire to fight.

It's a pity that Jian Jiu found the wrong opponent, if Yang Ning was an ordinary person, or other disciples, Jian Jiu's move was undoubtedly useful, and it was the most useful.

The soul memory of Yang Ning's two lives, in terms of state of mind, the two themselves are not at the same level, how can Jian Jiu succeed.

Yang Ning looked at Jian Jiu's provocation, smiled, then raised his eyes, and then looked at the square.

Is this contempt for me? The spirit sword in Jian Jiu's hand let out a soft groan.

Yang Ning made a polite move, but he didn't want to be mistaken by Jian Jiu.

This morning, his master Jian Biyou came to the War Academy and told the disciples of the War Academy that outsiders had come to the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, and as soon as they came, they snatched the place for Senior Brother Zhao to participate in the Five Factions Competition, so the disciples of the War Academy were filled with anger in their chests.

Zhao Chunlei, ranked second in the War Academy, ranked third among the disciples of the Sword Sect, and had considerable prestige in the War Academy, but he was robbed of the quota by a person who had just gone up the mountain, how could the disciples of the War Academy swallow this breath.

Therefore, the disciples of the War Academy had already agreed to challenge Yang Ning in the afternoon.

Jian Biyou was very relieved to see that his goal had been achieved.

Doesn't Yang Ning have the support of the Supreme Elder, but if he is defeated by the disciples of the War Academy, what face will he have to replace Zhao Chunlei to participate in the Five Factions Competition.

The Great Competition of the Five Sects, that is the dream of countless young disciples, even if they can't succeed in winning the championship, as long as they are on the list, it is enough to win the admiration of countless people.

So who doesn't want to go.

Jian Jiu's hand holding the spirit sword trembled a little, but he didn't dare to break the rules of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect, and as far as Jian Jiu was concerned, the Northern Xuan Sword Sect was his home, if he rashly broke the rules of the Sword Sect, he would be expelled from the division, and Jian Jiu was very afraid of such a consequence, and he didn't dare to bear it.

Although his master told them about it, he didn't give them any hints, that is, if anything happened to him, he wouldn't be of any help as a master.

Therefore, even if he was very angry, Jian Jiu still couldn't break out.

Jian Jiu's expression was complicated, he looked at Yang Ning, and quickly suppressed the anger in his heart.

Since he has taken away Senior Brother Zhao's place, Senior Brother Zhao is also unwilling, but if this Yang Ning has been avoiding the war, it is not a way, it seems that he has to think of a way to let him make a move.

Jian Jiu inserted the spirit sword in his hand back into the scabbard, not knowing what he was thinking.

At this moment, Yang Ning, who was standing not far from Jian Jiu, suddenly moved.

Soon, in the blink of an eye.

Even Jian Jiu didn't react.

As if time had frozen, Jian Jiu only felt that the scabbard he was holding in his hand suddenly lightened.

No sound.

Jian Jiu felt a sudden stabbing pain in his neck.

Sword drawing.

It's just that the sword that Yang Ning drew was not his own.

Jian Jiu's eyes froze.

Because it was so fast, so fast that Jian Jiu couldn't believe his eyes.

Delusion? Jian Jiu asked himself in his heart. Looking at the tip of the sword pointed at his throat, it was the familiar sword, his own sword.

But it is pointed at himself.

Didn't Master say that he was the pinnacle of the Mountain Viewing Realm? How could it be so fast?

And there was not even a sound.

Jian Jiu's mind went blank.

His name is Jian Jiu, and he naturally has good kendo attainments, but he can't even resist this Yang Ning's sword?

Jian Jiuyi was dressed in white, standing in the autumn wind.

Yang Ning Lingjian pointed at Jian Jiu, and his voice was faint, "You saw it?" ”

Jian Jiu subconsciously shook his head, because it was too fast.

"That's good." Yang Ning's fingers rested on the position of the sword grid, and the tip of the sword slid down, leaving a hilt of the sword.

Yang Ning's expression was faint. This time, if nothing else, is mainly because of deterrence.

Yang Ning saw Jian Jiu's plan from the depths of Jian Jiu's eyes, so he decided to make a move.

Yang Ning is not afraid of things, but he will feel annoyed when he sees too much endless entanglement.

If he doesn't make a move this time, he will have a lot of troubles in the future, so Yang Ning feels that it is necessary to let this Jian Jiu retreat in distress.

Drawing the sword technique, Yang Ning has not used it since Xiao Cheng, but in order to deter, he used it this time, and the same Jian Jiu or the person behind him can understand.

Jian Jiu took his sword, and suddenly a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Jian Jiuqiang calmed himself down, looking at Yang Ning, dark and complicated.

Jian Jiu was not stupid, and naturally understood the deep meaning of Yang Ning's move. But with the arrival of Yang Ning, Senior Brother Zhao's quota is gone, and it is destined to be troublesome.

"Your swordsmanship is very good, I am convinced." Jian Jiu didn't dwell on it, because he had done his best.

Jian Jiu left.

In the square below, the disciples who practiced the sword continued, and they did not notice the change on the steps just now, and the sword groaned.

Yang Ning looked at the departing Jian Jiu and said lightly: "This Jian Jiu is very interesting." ”

Yang Ning is a sword cultivator, so he naturally understands that the sword of sword cultivation represents the personality of a cultivator, and this sword nine did not bargain in his own hands, and directly retreated, which is indeed a good seedling.

If Jian Jiu knew that Yang Ning thought so, he didn't know what his expression would be.

However, Jian Jiu was far away, leaving Yang Ning alone to stand on the steps.

The blue sky and white clouds, occasionally a cool breeze hit, with the sword groaning, swirling in the sky.

In the outer pavilion, a disciple hurriedly came to the door of a pavilion and walked in.

This is the gathering place of the war court, and this pavilion is surrounded by many pavilions in the middle, and there is a feeling of the stars holding the moon.

This is where Zhao Chunlei lives in the War Courtyard in peacetime.

"Senior Brother Zhao, it's not good, it's not good......" After the disciple entered the pavilion, he shouted out, a little flustered.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Chunlei woke up from his meditation, and his tone of voice was very calm, and the urgent voice of the disciple of the knife mark could not affect Zhao Chunlei's state of mind.

"Senior Brother Jianjiu, Senior Brother Jianjiu, he is defeated......" The white-clothed disciple stood respectfully behind Zhao Chunlei.

"Sword Nine defeated?" Zhao Chunlei was stunned for a moment, got up from the futon he was sitting on, and turned around. The two eyebrows were like swords, the tail was slightly raised, a pair of eyes were slightly open, and he looked very calm, and he glanced at the white-clothed disciple, like a warm current that warmed people's hearts.

The disciple instantly felt that his flustered heart had been settled.

"What the hell is going on?" Zhao Chunlei asked slowly.

"Just now, Jian Jiu asked that Yang Ning to challenge ......"

So the disciple recounted the scene that happened on the steps just now, and then looked at Zhao Chunlei.

After the disciple's narration, Zhao Chunlei seemed to have been in that picture, and finally came back to his senses as the disciple's narration was completed.

"Jian Jiu was defeated, as I expected, but I didn't think about it, this Yang Ning is so strong, with a sword, he didn't use any spiritual power, so he surrendered Jian Jiu, not bad, not bad, very good......" Zhao Chunlei said three times in a row, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said: "It's really getting more and more interesting......

Although the disciple saw Zhao Chunlei smiling, he didn't dare to come out, in the Northern Xuanjian Sect, no one didn't know that this Zhao Chunlei was a smiling tiger, one moment, smiling at you, maybe the next moment, it would be your disaster.

"Okay, you go down......" Zhao Chunlei waved his hand.

The disciple left, Zhao Chunlei stayed in the room, staring into the distance, the smile on his face gradually solidified, revealing a touch of ruthlessness, and said: "Take my things, I will let you compensate me tenfold, so that you know that there are some things that cannot be touched......"

Zhao Chunlei followed and took out a book of sword skills from his arms. This was given to him by his master, Xuan-level sword technique, angry sword.

Turning the anger in his chest, a sword shocked the world.

Unexpectedly, his master was so dissatisfied with this Yang Ning, and he did not hesitate to pass down the angry sword so that he could take back the place.

"Master, I won't let you down." Zhao Chunlei clenched his fists, and his muscles burst out.

……

After noon, Yang Ning set off from Geyu and walked towards the Hongqiao that he could see.

The terrain of Xishu is steep, and the towering mountains where the Northern Xuanjian Sect is located are naturally not a problem.

Yang Ning looked at the surrounding cliffs, and the sea of clouds was filled. Between the rainbow bridges, the scenery is beautiful.

Although it is late autumn, on the Hongqiao, there is a warm feeling because of the sunshine.

Between the front and back mountains, there is a distance of about ten zhang, watching the sea of clouds rolling, Yang Ning feels that his heart is very quiet.

Since his rebirth, in order to take revenge, Yang Ning has been moving forward, and later, because of the Qushan tribe, Yang Ning had to struggle to survive, and finally under his own calculations, the Qushan tribe was destroyed.

Next, it is to become stronger, and to become stronger. Heavenly Dao Sect, wait, when I step on the peak again, it will be the time of destruction.

Yang Ning stood between the rainbow bridges and let out a long howl, feeling that his throat roared out unprecedentedly happy.

Houshan, for some people, is the forbidden land of the Northern Xuanjian Sect, but there are still people who will be privileged, such as Yang Ning.

Yang Ning is a disciple of Jian Jue at the moment, and his identity is the same generation as Jian Wuxiu, so he naturally has the right to enter the back mountain.

The back mountain is not full of pavilions like the front mountain, but red maple leaves are all over. There was a whistling sound from the maple trees, which covered the late autumn with layers of faint desolation.

A sense of murder came to his face.

In the forest, there are faint bursts of sword groaning.

There are also people here who practice swords? Yang Ning went to the square in the morning, where a group of disciples practiced swords, and he didn't think that in the maple leaf forest in the back mountain, there were also people practicing swords.

It is worthy of the Northern Xuan Sword Sect.

Yang Ning patrolled the sword and groaned, and gradually went deeper.

There is a thick layer of dead leaves under your feet, stepping on it, it is enough to sink into people's knees, and if you don't have a little light body skills, you will really be drowned by this dead leaves.

Yang Ning walked very slowly, because the killing intent was very weak. If it weren't for Yang Ning's strong soul and his mind far different from ordinary people, he really wouldn't have been able to find out.

The people who can practice swords here are certainly not ordinary people. Because the back mountain is not easy for ordinary people to set foot in, there are many secrets about the Northern Xuan Sword Sect here, and more importantly, the sword mound is in this back mountain, but only a few core people know the exact location.