The holy dance posture made the spirit whip in the hand of the holy maiden Xiangxiang like a dream, constantly lingering, and the Dao attack was fierce.

However, the tooth repair is not far behind, the six tones of the Buddha and the Tao are constantly drunk, especially between the golden body, every time the six tones are drunk, there will be a layer of power covering, which seems to be constantly blessing one's body.

For a while, the two were in a stalemate and fell into a bitter battle.

On the other side, Yang Ning had already begun to march towards the sixtieth hundred-zhang space.

At this moment, Yang Ning is extremely tired, and the reason why he can still fight and persist is the only belief left in his heart.

Yang Ning didn't understand why there was a desire to keep fighting in his heart, the hilt of the killing sword was blood-red, and it was even more blood-red than the other party's sword that Yang Ning had seen in the blood-colored space.

There was a hot feeling in his hand, but Yang Ning kept pressing one hand on the hilt of the sword, as if he was ready to make a move at any time.

Walk into the sixtieth hundred zhang space. Yang Ning saw a person.

It's a woman, her appearance is not very outstanding, and she gives people a rough feeling.

Compared with other women, this woman's figure is taller, vaguely about the same height as Yang Ning, and she is sitting calmly on the throne at the moment, as if she has become one with the throne.

is constantly absorbing the power of the throne, and on the woman's body, a looming dragon king qi is constantly circling.

This woman is very strong.

This was Yang Ning's first feeling.

When the woman saw someone enter the space, she just glanced at it calmly, and did not show any movements, as if everything was not as important as absorbing the dragon king's qi by herself.

"Yang Ning, come and challenge." Yang Ning's pace is very slow, he is already very weak at this moment, and even the spiritual power in his body is not one in ten, but the trend of faith makes him keep moving forward.

At this moment, Yang Ning has fought thirty-nine battles in a row, and this woman is the fortieth battle that Yang Ning has entered the Fengwang Palace.

Seeing the strength of the woman, Yang Ning didn't know if he could win, but the ambition in his heart made Yang Ning unable to retreat.

The heart of a swordsman made him even more unable to give up.

The sword can only truly become a killing weapon only after experiencing a brutal battle and a baptism of blood.

That's how the sword is.

And the only way for Yang Ning to take revenge in this life is to make himself stronger.

Sword, best suited for him.

This is also the most important reason why Yang Ning chose to become a swordsman in this life.

"You?"

When the woman heard that Yang Ning was going to challenge her, she finally withdrew from her calm state and stood up.

"You? Are you sure? "The strength of the woman is also at the peak of the sixfold realm of the mountain-building realm, but judging from the momentum, it is definitely not inferior to the peak of the sevenfold realm of the ordinary mountain-building realm, this is Tianjiao.

Yang Ning nodded.

"You, very good, from the time you started the tenth battle, I have paid attention to you, thirty-nine battles in a row, my strength is not as good as you, but ......" The woman's voice was very calm, as if admitting that she was inferior to others, and could not affect her.

When Yang Ning heard this, his heart sank slightly, he already understood what the woman meant, and wanted to let himself rest for a while.

"I know, but I'm still going to fight." Yang Ning's voice was very weak, but as the word "war" was spoken, a powerful belief in his body soared, and it seemed to be constantly getting stronger, no, it should be said that it was constantly transforming.

"You want to complete your transformation by fighting?" The woman was slightly startled, and her tall body moved slowly.

"There's this idea." Yang Ning does not deny it.

"So, including the thirty-nine battles you fought before, they are all your experiments?" The woman's voice grew stronger.

"......" Yang Ning didn't know how to answer for a while.

"It seems to be true...... the woman pondered slightly, and then a wave of momentum rose to the sky.

"Since you want to fight, then fight, but ......" The woman's tone of voice suddenly changed, and a blue bird light and shadow rose on her body, and said: "I'm not an experiment, I will beat you down." The voice was high, and with the light and shadow of the blue bird, it gradually became sharp.

Yang Ning was shocked, he couldn't imagine that this woman's strength was so terrifying, if it was said that according to Bai Xiaosheng's ranking, this woman's strength would definitely exceed the top five hundred.

However, Yang Ning did not back down.

Yang Ning also knew in his heart that he only had a chance to use a sword.

After a sword, there will be no more chance.

"Okay, then how about a one-trick decision?" Yang Ning asked.

The woman's style made Yang Ning admire in her heart, and she didn't ask for too much.

"One move?" The woman was stunned for a moment, and then understood how she couldn't see that Yang Ning was already very weak, and this way was just right for Yang Ning.

However, the woman's self-confidence doesn't care, Yang Ning is already so weak, if she can't defeat it within one move, it will mean that the gap between her strength and Yang Ning will only be greater, you must know that the other party has already fought thirty-nine battles, and these thirty-nine opponents are not ordinary cultivators, even as strong as Qingyuemen Xiangyu, and they have not survived a sword.

Although Xiang Yu's strength is not afraid of himself, it is still a little difficult to defeat him with a sword.

But at this moment, the woman still readily agreed.

"Okay, it's limited to one move." Above the woman's head, the blue bird circled, gradually approaching Yang Ning as the woman moved slowly.

"Thank you." Yang Ning has a higher evaluation of women in his heart, cultivators, if they can have such a mentality, then there will be a place for the forest of strong people in the future.

"You're welcome."

On the top of the woman's head, the blue bird screamed high.

"Chirp!"

In an instant, the entire Baizhang space was completely burned.

The blue bird, according to legend, has the blood of the phoenix, but until now, no one has been able to verify the authenticity, but the blue bird has a high status among the holy beasts.

And this woman can practice as a blue bird, which shows her heart.

"What's your name?" Yang Ning was very curious, although this woman was not a strange woman, but in terms of her talent, she was absolutely extraordinary.

"Pale face."

"Good name." Yang Ning was sincerely admired.

"Nonsense, let's fight." Cang Yan suddenly accelerated, and his body actually rose high, and at the same time, the blue bird above Cang Yan's head let out a long cry again.

"Chirp!"

Singing loudly.

Between the beaks of the birds, a flaming spirit sword appeared.

"What is this?" Yang Ning was shocked, the blue bird was actually between heaven and earth, gathering the flame spirit sword for Cang Yan to use.

Yang Ning once again measured Cangyan's strength, I am afraid that this woman can already be ranked within two hundred on Bai Xiaosheng's rankings.

"Blue Bird Look."

A sword roared, and it seemed to merge with the blue bird, and a flame seemed to be like a long rainbow, and the powerful force instantly filled the entire Baizhang space.

Compared with Cangyan, Yang Ning is like a small boat that can't help the wind, wrapped in the sky full of rainbow flames, and it can't help the wind.

But is this the case? No one knows.

Cang Yan never underestimated Yang Ning, although the other party was very weak, but he never despised it, the scene of Yang Ning's battle, coupled with Yang Ning's feats, made Cang Yan notice Yang Ning very early, especially Yang Ning's sword skills, which made Cang Yan jealous, which is why Cang Yan agreed to Yang Ning's agreement.

Strong against strong.

Cang Yan never thinks that his talent is weaker than others, although he looks mediocre, but he has great ambitions.

Even at this moment, Yang Ning had been completely wrapped, and even the Flame Spirit Sword had been cast, plus the Blue Bird assisted, but Cang Yan still didn't dare to be careless.

The spirit sword charged, accompanied by the blue bird, and in the long song, the fierce breath and high battle intent continued to press.

The blue bird explored, focusing on the combination of momentum and strength, supplemented by flames, to form a strong sword, which is also Cangyan's last hole card, and it can be said that Yang Ning has been respected.

If he wins, he will not let Yang Ning have regrets, and if he fails, he will not let Cang Yan feel sorry.

Cangyan's heart is like this, it doesn't beat around the bush, strong is strong, if it's not strong enough, then continue to be strong.

"Good exercises." Yang Ning had to admit that Cangyan's cultivation skills, even if they were compared with the kung fu of his previous life, were not much better, especially if he could be assisted by the blue bird, it could be seen that this woman's heart was simple, and this woman's heart was stronger.

In an instant, the sword and the hundred-zhang space boiled, and it seemed to become the world of the blue bird and the flame spirit sword.

Yang Ning is in it, like a lonely boat, which may capsize at any time.

But Cang Yan also knew that Yang Ning was gathering momentum and using his pressure to constantly squeeze himself.

A swordsman, especially a swordsman with a strong heart, as long as he has not fallen, there is no guarantee that something may happen at any time.

What's more, the other party also has a powerful sword technique.

"Pull ......"

"Sword ......"

"Technique......

At first, the sound was very weak and seemed to be ready to overturn at any moment.

But with the word "art" coming out, everything suddenly changed.

Boom!

There was a dark sound.

With Yang Ning as the center.

A bloody burst out, and a sword light shot out.

A curtain of blood appeared, and the momentum of the whole person changed dramatically.

It is no longer a lonely boat, but a great power to ride the wind and waves.

One sword stacks twenty-three swords.

Draw the sword and break through again,

Slashing sword.

Between the shots, Yang Ning followed, and since he was limited to one move, he used his strongest sword to deal with the blue bird head-on.

Whew......

Chirp......

Blood Burst.

Flames fly from the rainbow.

In an instant, two powers, two sword lights approached.

Bite!

A powerful wave of qi shot out in an instant.

Martian sputtering.

The fighting spirit is intertwined.

Click......

The surrounding space was damaged, and it could no longer withstand the power of the two of them, turning into a bit of void, annihilated in the powerful spiritual power.

Whew......

The wind and flames rose, and blood rolled in the flames.

Bite......

It constantly reverberates in the range of 100 zhang.

Burst......

Yang Ning vomited blood.

A face was flushed like a tide.

Chirp......

The voice gradually fell.

Blood spilled from the corners of Cang Yan's mouth, and the flame spirit sword was covered with blood, and the light and shadow of the blue bird gradually dissipated slowly under the silence of the voice.

Between the strongest and the strongest, two were seriously injured.

"You...... Very strong! "The pale face is weak, and the calm face is as pale as paper.

"You...... Ahem...... Not bad either. Yang Ning was still a little happy in his heart, because his sword drawing technique had become stronger again, and his sword path heart seemed to have a trace of understanding in the collision just now.

"However, after all, I am defeated...... Cang Yan knows that his strongest strength has been exerted, especially when the other party is about to run out of oil, he still can't defeat the other party, which is equivalent to failure.

"I didn't win either, did I......" Yang Ning glanced at the throne and turned to move.

The footsteps followed slowly, but as Yang Ning's footsteps gradually moved, an amazing scene appeared.

"You ......" Cangyan was shocked, the other party really achieved the limit in the sword just now, and actually broke through himself in the limit.

This kind of breakthrough is not a breakthrough in cultivation, but it is more terrifying than a breakthrough in cultivation.

"I didn't win." Yang Ning left his back, and the green shirt moved slowly.

But it can be clearly seen that with Yang Ning's movement, the momentum of the whole person has made a call.

If entering the space here, Yang Ning's body is full of awe-inspiring momentum, then Yang Ning at this moment has gradually begun to be restrained.

Stepping out again, the momentum on Yang Ning's body was actually all contained in his body, and the spiritual power consumed in Yang Ning's body was gradually recovering with the restraint of the momentum.

"What a weird ......" Cang Yan was not jealous of the other party's breakthrough or the strength of the other party, but faintly had an urge to catch up.

Just as Yang Ning was about to step out of the space, Yang Ning's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he didn't look back, only a voice came: "Your gradual exercises are not bad, if you can always maintain this mentality, there will definitely be a place for you in the forest of strong people in the future." After speaking, Yang Ning did not hesitate and stepped out of the space directly.

"A place at the table?" Cang Yan muttered to himself: "But, I don't just want these ......"