Chapter 193: Sword Rain
"What are these two people going to do?"
Everyone understands that Qing Zhen will never just forget it, and the grievances between him and Yang Ning will become deeper and deeper as Qing Zhen is defeated by Yang Pi.
Moreover, Qingyuemen was already acting domineering, not to mention that Yang Ning and the others killed five of the six people who came to Qingyuemen to participate in the Fengwang Palace, and this hatred had reached the point where it could not be reconciled.
It's just that Tianyan, Tianjiao outside Surabaya, is a little unfamiliar.
"I don't know if you're worthy or not, but you'll be slower than me." Tianyan took the first step and stepped into the second Baizhang space.
"What is he trying to do?"
"No, this person is actually going to ......" was already surprised by the thought in his heart.
"He wants to stop Qing Zhen, in this way, he can use the rules of the Sealing King Palace, so that Qing Zhen can't launch an attack on the second Sealing Throne."
"What a clever means." The Tianjiao of the Qin Martial Academy all gave a thumbs up to the Heavenly Eyes.
Although Tianyan almost notified the six colleges of an era, the name of Tianyan, after all, only a few people know, so they all praise Tianyan's approach at this moment.
Qin Ningyi may have good strength, but if she compares it with Qing Zhen, it must be a huge gap, and Tianyan enters the Baizhang Space, no matter what the outcome of the battle is, but one thing is certain, that is, before the two of them have no winner, the Baizhang Space will definitely not allow anyone to enter.
In this way, it also indirectly protects Qin Ningyi.
The relationship between Yang Zhen and Qin Ningyi is well known, if Qing Zhen is really allowed to enter it, maybe something will happen, and at that time, even if Yang Zhen is the Canglan Hegemon of the Ten Great Divine Bodies, he can only look at it.
The sadness at that time was undoubtedly torture for Yang Zhen.
But Tianyan made a move, at least it can be guaranteed that between Qin Ningyi and Qingzhen, there will be no direct face-to-face.
Yang Zhen had just experienced a big war and was originally a little weak, but when Yang Zhen felt that Qing Zhen was going to start beating his wife, his heart suddenly became angry.
No one knows more about Qin Ningyi's strength than Yang Zhen, if he really lets him and Qin Ningyi face each other, he will definitely be retaliated against by Qing Zhen, and he was nervous for a while, but when Yang Zhen saw Tianyan enter the Baizhang space next door, the worry in his heart was finally put down and he quickly recovered.
And in the seventh hundred-zhang space, Sword Storm had recovered at this moment, and his body stood upright, as if he had begun to wait for the appearance of his enemy.
But who the sword storm is waiting for, everyone knows in their hearts.
Jiang Che occupied the fourth hundred-zhang space with his strong strength, and many Tianjiao were hindered by the name of Qishan, and they did not dare to challenge easily for a while.
Winning a hundred battles means that all the hundred zhang space has to be challenged, and there is a gap between Jian Jingyu and Yang Ning, so for a while, this hundred zhang space seems to have been deliberately left by all Tianjiao.
And in the third hundred-zhang space, a spear opened the way, and after the recovery, the spear Wufeng was finally about to start the expedition.
Yang Ning's journey has not stopped, and he keeps moving forward.
One person, one sword, let everyone remember, remember the blood red, remember the sword drawing technique.
"What courage and determination do you need to win a hundred battles, what determination is needed......"
It is not that no one has done this in the past when the palace of the king has been opened, but for thousands of years, no one has succeeded, which is enough to show how difficult the difficulties are.
But at this moment, Yang Ning has at least half of the success.
"Damn it!" Qing Zhen gritted his teeth, the existence that was originally like an ant in his eyes actually ruined his good deeds at a critical moment.
Through the barrier, Qing Zhen stared at the sky, as if he wanted to eat people. But there are already two people in this Baizhang space, so at least until the two of them have not separated the results, it is impossible for them to enter at all.
However, at this moment, Yang Ning is already approaching the fifteenth hundred-zhang space, and he must occupy a throne in a short period of time and in the fastest way, only in this way can he really fight with Yang Ning, and only in this way can he return all the hatred in his heart to Yang Ning.
Qing Zhen was forced to have no choice but to run towards the sixth Baizhang space.
The sixth Baizhang space has already been occupied, and this person's strength is relatively good, but there is no way, the seventh Baizhang space has been occupied by Jiang Che, but this makes Qing Zhen feel a burst of joy in his heart.
Between himself and Jian Jingyu, as long as they cooperate properly, to a good extent, maybe they will directly kill Yang Ning here, and it is not impossible.
However, thinking of killing, Qing Zhen was also helpless, he didn't have the kind of soul skill that could kill the soul, and the killing here could only be the killing in the palace of the king, Qing Zhen was very distressed about this.
Thinking about it, Qing Zhen entered the Baizhang space.
"Hello, Miss Qin." Tianyan didn't know what to do anymore.
"I understand, thank you." Qin Ningyi is not unreasonable, the reason why he has been able to occupy this Baizhang space for so long is first of all due to Yang Zhen, no one wants to offend Yang Zhen, a Canglan hegemon, if it is really successful in the future, its might, not to mention Qingyuemen, even if it is the real top strength of the Western Wilderness, it must be avoided.
Of course, the help of some friends is also indispensable, which led to the result of Qin Ningyi occupying the second Baizhang space, but just now, Qin Ningyi saw everything in his eyes, if it wasn't for Tianyan's action and the first to enter here, even if he didn't die, he would be seriously injured.
"You're welcome." Qin Ningyi walked out of the Baizhang space directly.
Qin Ningyi never thought that she could be crowned king here, she just wanted to get closer to Yang Zhen, and in her heart, love was echoing.
Tianyan's eyes saw deep affection, but if he didn't do this, how could he make his friends feel at ease.
"I didn't expect this to happen." Many Tianjiao have a little more respect for Tianyan, because doing so is tantamount to offending Qingzhen and Qingyuemen, maybe for Tianjiao in Surabaya, Qingyuemen is still somewhat unfamiliar, but Tianjiao outside Surabaya knows in his heart that Qingyuemen, what a behemoth, not only masters are like clouds, but also mountaineering realm powerhouses, that is a force standing at the top of Liangzhou.
"This person, I'm afraid that he will get the most extreme revenge from Qingyuemen in the future......" It is already foreseeable that he has openly fought for the face of Qingyuemen here, and no one can do good.
"Senior Brother Tianyan." Several Tianjiao of Taiyi Academy were full of respect for Tianyan.
Time passed little by little, passing in battle.
At this moment, the battle had been going on for twenty-five days, and Yang Ning's battle had finally come to the seventh Baizhang space.
"Senior Brother Yang Ning, come on." Several Tianjiao from Taiyi Academy clenched their fists and cheered for Yang Ning.
"I will." Yang Ning let out a sigh of relief, the remaining seven hundred zhang spaces, except for a few, were all hard battles, but Yang Ning's original intention did not change.
Hundreds of battles have been won, and there are only seven thrones left, if Yang Ning is allowed to give up at this moment, it is absolutely impossible.
After Yang Ning defeated the eighth Baizhang Space, in order to be at the peak, he recovered in the main hall for a long time, which was also Yang Ning's respect for several people, but only for the cultivators.
Yang Ning held the killing sword in his hand, and the blood-red hilt of the sword flickered with a ghostly light.
Yang Ning's growth, all Tianjiao in the eyes, a swordsman who dares to fight, if he does not die halfway, his future achievements are undoubtedly amazing.
And the rest of the battle will also be the most difficult part of Yang Ning's journey to seal the palace this time.
However, Yang Ning did not back down.
One foot down, into the hundred zhang space.
Between the words "You're finally here...... there is a hunger that has been waiting for a long time.
"I'm here, and you're not leaving?" Yang Ning said sarcastically. and the sword storm, as soon as they met, they were already swords-rattling, and even the respect between each other was completely absent.
"Let's go?" The sword sneered, the spirit sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and then said: "If you want to leave, you will only leave after you stay here forever." When one sentence came out, the killing intent was pervasive, and it actually resonated with the entire Baizhang space.
"Leave me here?" Yang Ning's face was as calm as water, and he said, "It's up to you, and it's worthy?" ”
At this moment, almost the entire Fengwang Palace, everyone was still.
The battle between the two swordsmen is undoubtedly attractive, not to mention that there has long been an irreconcilable grudge between the two.
"Come to war." Jian Jingyu was angry, as the first disciple of the Sword God Sect, when had he ever been so despised, not to mention that between the two, the grudge was greater than everything.
"Humph!" Yang Ning's footsteps moved, moving forward, and there was still no momentum on his body.
But Sword Storm had already known about Yang Ning's battle, and knew that Yang Ning had a sword that could send out a shocking explosion in a short period of time, so he didn't give Yang Ning any chance.
A flash of light shrouded in cold light.
"A little chill is exciting."
As soon as the sword frightened the rain shot, there was no temptation, and in the cold, there was killing intent.
The spirit sword was covered, and the sword intent surged, like a raging flood, and even more like a beast of the wilderness, roaring.
Fast, there is only one word, and that is fast.
Yang Ning didn't have any fear, and faintly, his right hand pressed on the hilt of the killing sword.
Yang Ning's eyes suddenly lit up, and he didn't expect that the Killing Sword was actually shaking spontaneously, as if he sensed the fanaticism of the same kind.
As Yang Ning's hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, the killing sword stopped.
Yang Ning's footsteps stopped.
The sword light was only less than ten zhang away from Yang Ning, but Yang Ning was still as calm as water.
"Die." The sword roared in the rain, as if with the power of heaven and earth, a sword drove the entire Baizhang space, and faintly, the breath of the dragon soared.
This is a kind of transformation after the sword storm fuses the king's qi, which can not only improve the strength, but also make the sword intent of the sword rain more powerful, which is also the comprehension of the sword rain waiting.
Whew......
Like a howling wind.
"Draw the sword."
There was no sound, no warning, as if it had burst out of nowhere.
A bloody light suddenly appeared.
Bite!
Out of the sheath is the peak.
On Yang Ning's body, a sword shrouded him, and the three-foot space lit up.
The tips of the swords collided.
A crisp voice came.
The two sword intents were intertwined and continued to explode.
"This ......"
"It's really worthy of a battle between swordsmen...... nearly two thousand Tianjiao, all of whom were surprised by these two swords.
"Not to mention the outcome, it's already a great honor to be able to enjoy such a wonderful battle......
"Although it is impossible for me to be crowned king this time, but to be able to see such a wonderful battle, I believe that in the future, my achievements may not be after the king and the strong." A swordsman said, faintly, it can be seen that this person's sword heart has actually begun to transform.
"Pleasing to the eye......"
"I believe that Sword Shock, the prestige of the Sword God Sect, will definitely not fall in his hands."
"Hmph, my Senior Brother Yang Ning, how can a Sword God Sect be compared to ......" In an instant,-for-tat, no one is weaker than others.
The entire Baizhang space shook, and above the main hall, after the battle between Yang Zhen and Spear Wufeng, he once again felt the ancient atmosphere.
A heavy sense of vicissitudes is constantly poured on the barrier, and the Baizhang space is more solid.
"It's a battle between swordsmen."
"This destructive power, placed in the outside world, is probably enough to destroy a city......" predicted and measured.
"Swordsman, the darling of heaven......"
In the intertwined sword intent, the two were separated by the force of the shock.
The sword is blood-red, and the cold light is breathtaking......
"The sword is like a god, and the mind is better than the soul." The sword roared in shock: "The sword dominates the world." ”
The sword moves continued one after another, and in the flying, there was a sensation of horror.
This is the artistic conception of the sword, and it is the world like the sword.
The cold light hung down, like a cold killing realm, rushing towards Yang Ning.