Compared with Liufeng, Yang Ning's kendo is more single.

The two momentums are constantly intertwined, rubbing sparks, and faintly blood-colored thunder flickered.

The blood mist kept trying, trying to submerge the three-foot space, but the sword intent was like a mighty whirlpool, constantly wiping out the blood mist. But he didn't dare to rush in, because the blood mist covered the sky and the sun, even if Yang Ning's sword intent was cold, he couldn't wipe out all the blood mist in an instant.

Zizi ......

Constant rubbing.

After condensing for a long time, both of them felt that the momentum was enough, and finally moved.

Simultaneous action.

The aura of terror swept over the other party in an instant.

A pillar of blood hit Yang Ning's eyebrows, with a terrifying blood-colored power, and the scarlet wanted to drown everything.

Mixed element sword.

It's pure, without a trace of variegation, only sword light, a giant sword light, about a zhang long, and it meets it.

Above the long sky, one red and one white, crossing between the two. In the fight for more space for their masters, they are racing against each other.

Laugh at!

A shrill voice streaked through.

The sword light continued to penetrate the pillar of blood, but it was also constantly worn out on the way.

Finally, when the blood pillar was about to be shattered, the power of the sword light also came to an end, and between the two, it disappeared little by little.

"It's scary."

"Will he be able to bridge the realm gap between the two?" Among the outstanding people, he hoped that Yang Ning would win, but when he thought of the realm between the two, he was still full of worries.

The three-foot space is still rising.

In the blood mist, Zhu You's face was as usual.

Yang Ning moved, and his breath continued to rise.

The realm of the mountains outside the mountain, the realm of the outside of the earth, all of them were exerted, and the breath came to six times that of just now, and in the three-foot space, the sword intent gradually intensified, reaching terror, constantly lingering, like a thunderbolt intertwined.

"Did you get it serious?" Zhu You's aura is also rising.

Compared with the pure blood mist method, Yang Ning found that there was still a big difference between Zhu Youzhi's blood skill and the blood mist method of the Qushan tribe.

The blood mist method of the Qushan tribe is more bloody and more powerful, but Zhu Youzhi's blood skills are more extensive, and it seems to be a feeling of a sea of stars.

However, the elusiveness between the two is a headache.

The master is hidden in the blood mist. It's hard to get out of the sword.

Although the move just now was a temptation, it also proved that Yang Ning's combat power was still slightly insufficient.

Therefore, Yang Ning chose to improve himself.

"I don't know what connection you have with the Qushan tribe, but the Blood Mist Law shouldn't be here." For the Blood Mist Method, Yang Ning can be said to hate it deeply, because Yangjia Village was destroyed, and there is a deep hatred in it, which cannot be forgotten.

"You deserve to be suppressed." Zhu You's answer was even simpler, his face gradually became hideous, and he wanted to kill Yang Ning.

"Fight."

A sound echoed through the square, and there seemed to be a kind of magic that pushed the two to the top.

And above the blood mist, Li Ye was expressionless, looking at the battle below, and had a general understanding of the strength between the two.

Although the victory or defeat between the two has nothing to do with him, Li Ye still hopes that Yang Ning can win.

Maybe this is the subconscious care in my heart.

And above the high heavens, Junyi controlled the Mirror of Creation, silently guarded, and wrapped the entire Liuyun City, not wanting the enemy hiding in the shadows to appear.

In the other ring, Yu Bing's face gradually changed a little, it was a kind of look that saw through the red dust and refined the heart and broke the delusion.

And in the corner below, a man in ink, on the long knife on his waist, there was a faint burst of knife light, with the taste of a lonely shadow, a little lonely, completely like a walking landscape splashing ink.

The blood mist was overwhelming, and there was a feeling of destroying everything.

"Taste my bloodstream." In an instant, ten thousand spears galloped, surging from all directions, all pointing at Yang Ning.

Whew......

Piercing the bloody sky.

With a sword, Yang Ning took a step forward.

The sword in his hand kept roaring, and the peak sword intent stretched out for a moment, and when he waved, countless blood mist was instantly steamed.

Further, he stepped out of the embellishment pen above the long sky, producing layers of ripples, vibrating in the middle of the blood mist.

It seemed to be penetrating, and it was also shattering the blood spears that were close to them. Wear away the blood mist.

Between the two, there was another collision.

Zhu You found that the other party's aura was still rising. I kept weighing in my heart and felt that I had to kill the other person.

So his hands clasped together, forming two terrifying blood mist above the long sky, constantly approaching.

Thundered......

In the blood mist, Yang Ning entered again......

In an instant, it was already five steps away.

"Seven-step lore sword?" In addition to being shocked, Liufeng was surprised by Yang Ning's sword skills, because if it went on like this, Yang Ning didn't have time to take the seventh step at all.

I saw that above the long sky, a huge blood knife had formed between the two hands.

With boundless blood, all together.

"When the blood is thick, it will mutate, is this the ......?"

I saw that in my eyes, the blood red gradually became richer, and it was close to darkness, like green thunder, like blue light......

"It's scary......"

"Is this Zhu You's strongest strength?"

"The bloody knife destroys the world." Above the long sky, in the blood mist, a voice sounded.

Click! Click......

It keeps falling, as if it is about to split the whole square.

There is a sense of breaking the world, to break everything, to shatter all the light in the world.

"It's terrifying......" Yang Zhen also let out such an exclamation, feeling that he was invincible, and felt the breath of destruction in it.

"I hope he can get through......" Feng Feiyang believed Yang Ning, but he was worried at the moment.

Because of the strength of the power, I am afraid that it has reached the extreme of the mountain-building realm.

And this extreme is the ultimate that has not survived the five decays of heaven and man, even so, it is beyond the scope of what can be accepted by the mountain viewing realm.

"Can this still be won?" Among the heroes, there is a lot of worry.

"Could it be that I, the Flowing Cloud Country, will be trampled under the feet of this person?" I was unwilling to write it on my face, but every time I looked up and saw such an invincible bloody knife, my heart was even more desperate.

"How else is this going to be fought?" The best interpretation of Zhu Youzhiqiang.

The black blood knife fell, and the surrounding blood mist was constantly submerged, melting into the blood knife, and gradually becoming condensed.

Like blood jade, smooth and smooth, like a heavenly sword, with the breath of judgment.

Click! Click......

Long days in the smash......

In the three-foot space around Yang Ning, he felt a terrifying air current, which made Yang Ning's face frightened.

Is this his strongest strength?

Yang Ning could feel that his three-foot space was constantly decaying, and there was even a feeling that it was about to be broken.

"I'm invincible." This is Yang Ning's belief, and it is also the heart of swordsmanship.

The three-foot space is like a rootless ping, under the imposing blood knife, it can't help but be weak.

In the midst of the storm, it is about to be swallowed up.

At this moment, Yang Ning suddenly felt a trace of the power of the sword.

It was in the sky, faint, almost invisible.

If it weren't for the fact that he was between the blood knives, the space around him would have been raised again, and he would not have been able to detect it at all.

"That's ......," Yang Ning realized.

It was left by the flowing wind, and it was not cleaned up by Zhu You, only a trace of it, which stayed in the original wound.

It was so weak that even the person concerned, Zhu You, didn't notice it.

But this discovery made Yang Ning feel like he was grasping a life-saving straw.

The reason why Zhu You is terrifying is because as long as he is in the blood mist, he can change his position at will, so it is difficult for the swordsman to draw his sword, and he cannot lock the other party at all.

But this discovery is enough to make Yang Ning infinitely magnified.

The seventh step is a difficult step.

Yang Ning even felt that the three-foot space around him was about to shatter.

Because of his own further step, he endured the terrifying momentum brought by the blood knife, but he had to face it.

The blood mist continued to penetrate, in the sword light, and kept trying, but it was soon annihilated.

But the amount is huge, and the lingering sword intent still can't stop the massive amount of blood mist.

"Oh no......" Liufeng was surprised.

"Yang Ning rushes forward, if the three-foot space is shattered, it will be instantly overwhelmed by the blood knife......" Liufeng's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"Haha......" On the long strip, Zhu You's smug laughter came.

Because of the three-foot sword intent space, it will eventually be shattered.

In other words, the other party will be crushed by their own blood knife.

The green shirt gradually fluttered and began to fly.

The three-zhang giant sword greeted him.

The seven-step lore sword has finally taken shape.

But does it work?

The blood knife fell, and Yang Ning felt that he was in the entire blood sky.

This is the power of shattering and annihilation.

But only when you meet it can you have a chance to break the enemy.

But at the moment......

Yang Ning only felt that his body was annihilating little by little.

Zizi ......

The voice was harsh, making Yang Ning unable to calm down for a long time.

"Defeated?"

No one thought that the three-zhang giant sword could resist this bloody sword.

It's just too strong......

"How else is this going to be fought?" The disgruntled person felt that his face was hot, and if this battle could not be won, then who would be able to fight him.

"Could it be that you can only watch him trample my Liuyun Kingdom under your feet?"

There was no response, because it was about to become a fact.

Even on the top floor of the Liuyun Tower, the lord of the country had a gloomy face.

This is not only a matter of victory or defeat, but also makes the Liuyun Kingdom unable to raise its head.

"Could it be that there is no one in my Liuyun Kingdom who can match it?" The lord of the country was unwilling and wanted to suppress it, but in the end he held back, because this is the competition of the younger generation, and no one can interfere with the people present.

"The strength of this young man has already entered the ranks of real powerhouses...... King Ning also sighed, feeling that Yang Ning could not break through the blood knife, and was ready to rescue at any time.

"Prepare for the rescue." The lord of the country was very disappointed, looked at the bloody knife in the distance, left a sentence, and the figure gradually disappeared.

The lord of the country does not want to face the reality on the other side, and feels that it is too scary.

King Ning's expression was cold, and he also understood the psychology of the lord, and after the lord left, he nodded, but with disappointment.

It's just too strong......

The three-foot space was gradually eroded by the blood mist, shattered little by little, annihilated little by little......

"Haha......" echoed for a long time, this is a kind of laughter of victory after a breakthrough.

The three-zhang giant sword looks weak and can't help the wind, and even has a feeling of being a car with a mantis arm.

It's really unbearable.

Many people close their eyes at this moment and can't accept such a reality.

The hero was also silent, the long knife on his waist kept lingering in ink, and he wanted to fly, but he still held back, because he didn't think he could block the knife.

This is an invincible blood knife.

As strong as the sword intent space, it has been annihilated, how can others be the enemy?

Thundered......

The two are intertwined.

No surprises.

The green shirt is broken.

The sword light kept fading.

It's like a milk of water that is constantly drowning, devouring the giant sword little by little.

Qiang ......

"Poof......

A crack appeared in the Sword of Will.

In the crushing ......

Yang Ning continued to bleed and was devoured by the spirit sword......

But the bloody knife is ruthless and will not have any scruples.

The three-foot space was completely annihilated, and Yang Ning's figure was wiped out little by little, disappearing under the bloody long knife.

"Yang Ning......" Yang Zhen shouted angrily, wanting to rush into the ring, but was stopped by the flowing wind and wind flying beside him.

At this moment, there is no way to rescue.

The blood knife is too terrifying, even if it goes up, it will only cost one life.

"Yang Ning ......" Yang Zhen was heartbroken.

And in the corner of the crowd watching the battle on the periphery, a smile gradually flashed on the face of a shadow.

Finally dead......

Ha ha......

Everyone knows that this cannot be broken through, only death, and cannot be changed.

"Hey......" King Ning sighed, feeling that Yang Ning's life was disappearing little by little, and was about to turn into Changhong and rush into the blood mist, but found that his body was actually blocked.

"King Jinling?" King Ning was puzzled.

"Wait." King Jinling seems to have discovered something.

"You see, the sword light has not been cut off." King Jinling pointed to the space where the blood knife fell, where there was a flickering sword light, as if he was making a final insistence.