The flying sword intent and surging spiritual power made the strength of the two continue to move towards one peak after another.

Jiang Che became more and more frightened, the person in front of him, is there no limit?

Or is he pushing the envelope?

Jiang Che's sword was getting faster and faster, and he couldn't even see the body of the sword anymore, only the sword shadow was left, and the cold light was overflowing, which actually made Yang Ning feel a little in a hurry.

is worthy of being the descendant of Qishan, although Yang Ning still doesn't know the power of Qishan, but with this strength, it is enough to be the uploader.

Yang Ning's sword has reached the limit, but a clear feeling came, that is, the other party, has not yet reached the limit, and there is no doubt that a sense of frustration rises in his heart, but it is only a thought, Yang Ning's sword is flying and trying his best again.

Since I can't reach the limit of the other party, then I will break through the limit.

Yang Ning never stopped fighting, because his enemy was infinitely powerful.

Xihuang may not know such a force as the Heavenly Dao Sect, but Yang Ning knows that the Seven Sons of the Heavenly Dao Sect are definitely not the pinnacle of the Heavenly Dao Sect, and his enemy is the entire Heavenly Dao Sect, therefore, he must be infinitely strong, only in this way can he take revenge and be happy with revenge.

The blood was swaying, the red curtain continued, and after trying his best again and again, Yang Ning's body was finally exhausted.

However, the sword intent was flying, constantly stimulating Yang Ning's meridians, fighting, eager to fight, very eager.

Because, only fighting, only endless fighting, can you improve yourself.

On Yang Ning's body, Taiyi's sword body was shining, and suddenly at the moment when Yang Ning was exhausted, he fed himself, and a surging power was suddenly injected into Yang Ning's meridians.

Can't lose.

Yang Ning's heart roared, and one after another unwavering beliefs echoed in Yang Ning's mind.

I have worked hard and won 96 games, and I must not give up when I see victory in sight.

Yang Ning roared, above the sword, the sword intent lingered, and the sword was the main trunk, sending out a sword with all his might.

The sword light is resolute, and there is a faint feeling that if you don't succeed, you will become benevolent,

Could it be that this is his last sword?

No, Yang Ning roared, but in the meridians, the spiritual power was already running to the end.

Limit!

Limit......

Yang Ning's sword light was difficult.

However, Jiang Che's spirit sword did not slow down at all, and it continued to speed up.

Sneer......

One after another, the sword light fell on Yang Ning's green shirt, and in an instant, the silk was cut by the sword light.

The three-foot space has already become full of holes under the continuous impact of the sword light.

Jiang Che is really strong.

At this moment, Yang Ning finally realized what level the so-called heirs of Qishan were.

At this moment, he has no spiritual power, and he has been fighting for nearly twenty days in a row, which is already unbearable for many Tianjiao, but Yang Ning insisted on the fourth Baizhang space.

In the meantime, Yang Ning broke through the limit twice, but now it seems that it is not enough.

Jiang Che is not only a few points stronger than Qing Zhen, but a few percent stronger. This is the gap, the gap between the second true disciple and the true lineage.

Yang Ning now even questioned how powerful the second and first true disciple of the Qingyue Sect would be.

In the blink of an eye, he quickly waved away his unrealistic thoughts, and Yang Ning's sword finally showed fatigue.

"What's going on?"

"After repeated battles, has this guy finally exhausted?"

"In the face of Jiang Che, if you want to break through the limit, I'm afraid it's not so easy, this Yang Ning is afraid that his journey will end here."

"It's only four games left......" Qiang Rong said silently, hoping that Yang Ning could win, but is it realistic?

Win a hundred battles, this is not a simple thing to say, everyone in it is Tianjiao, even such as the Saintess of Redundant Incense, Qingzhen is Tianjiao, and it is Tianjiao who stands at the top of Liangzhou.

"I believe in Senior Brother Yang Ning." Tianjiao of Taiyi Academy clenched his fists, full of confidence in Yang Ning.

"Hmph, I believe what's the use, Jiang Che's strength, even if it is the entire Liangzhou, it is enough to rank in the top five, not to mention that Jiang Che is also a swordsman born with a sword bone."

Tianjiao of Taiyi Academy hesitated, could it be that he really wanted to fold here?

Yang Ning used all his strength, but he clearly felt that the killing sword was getting heavier and heavier, and it seemed that it was no longer under control, and on top of the killing sword, there was still a sword light that was constantly pressing.

Rumble!

Bite!

Although Yang Ning was already trying his best to fight, he still couldn't fully defend after all.

"Let's lose." seems to announce the end of Yang Ning.

The sword light that filled the sky with Zhou Ying suddenly converged in one place, fully integrating into the spirit sword in Jiang Che's hand.

"A sword is frightened, and the universe is clear."

As if opening the heavens and the earth, a sword fell, and even every Tianjiao could clearly feel that the entire Baizhang space was going to be split by this sword.

"I'm not willing to ......" Yang Ning roared, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, and blood flowed from the tiger's mouth, constantly merging into the killing sword.

"One sword, I only need one sword." Yang Ning had never been so eager for a sword, and he had never been so eager for strength.

All the residual power in his body was poured into a sword by Yang Ning.

Greeted him.

Even if it was hitting the stone with an egg, even if it was powerless, Yang Ning's sword still struck.

The word "soldier" is weak, but it still measures that Yang Ning is pouring into the sword body.

Since it's the last sword, then I don't need any burden.

What three-foot space, what Taiyi sword body, to hell with it.

In Yang Ning's hand, the killing sword kept shaking.

Twice, four times......

Yang Ning didn't know how many times he had shaken.

I only felt my own tiger's mouth, and bursts of pain hit my body.

Forcibly endured, Yang Ning felt that it was not enough.

Shake again.

Twice, four times......

Yang Ning finally couldn't control it anymore, the killing sword continued to hum, and the blood color finally rejuvenated again between the continuous trembling.

Yang Ning's face was as pale as paper, and all his breath was emptied in an instant.

Eighteen jitters.

Eighteen Collapsing Powers.

There is no pouring of spiritual power, but there is the unyielding of swordsmanship.

Yang Ning roared, and his voice became weaker and weaker.

"Defeat!" Jiang Che roared, and he had great confidence in his sword.

"Buzz ......"

"Whirring ......"

The sky is spinning, and the earth is spinning.

The universe is subverted, and the sun and the moon are eclipsed.

It was as if there were only two sword lights left.

Bite!

"Can't lose." Yang Ning let out a hysterical roar, and the Killing Sword and Jiang Che's Sword finally met in the air.

Bite!

The brittle sound of metal reverberates.

The sword light that radiated in all directions, like a diffuse wave of water, shot out, and instantly fell on the surrounding barrier.

Thundered......

The entire Fengwang Hall began to roar, and above the main hall, the true dragon shadow hovered, and bursts of cyan brilliance continued to fall on the barrier.

Rumble......

In the roar, Yang Ning's figure kept forcing back.

Unwilling.

Unyielding.

But what can be done? This sword, I have done my best.

At this moment, Yang Ning no longer deliberately wants to break through the limit.

Whew......

The sword intent surged, like a real sword, constantly leaving sword marks on the surface of Yang Ning's body.

Blood flew and stained the space red.

"Senior Brother Yang Ning...... "Tianjiao of Taiyi Academy never thought that it would be such a result.

But Yang Ning has already defeated Qing Zhen, that is the second and second true disciple of Qingyue Sect, could it be said that Jiang Che, the descendant of Qishan, is so powerful?

"No ......"

Yang Ning roared, his body had been forced to retreat above the barrier, his back against the barrier, Yang Ning had no way to retreat.

Just when Yang Ning felt that he was about to be disappointed, he suddenly felt that a burst of power came from the depths of his meridians.

"This is ......" Yang Ning's eyes were hazy, but he still felt the interweaving of power.

"Ling Tianjue."

"Push the limits!" Between Yang Ning's wild shouts, Ling Tianjue quickly struck all over his body.

Long hair flying.

Since Yang Ning entered the palace of the king, he has finally broken through the limit again.

Under the pressure, it will be destroyed, and there will be a thought-provoking awakening.

At this moment, it was because of Ling Tianjue that Yang Ning once again broke through the limit.

Between the whale swallowing the sea and sucking the sea, in the space, the aura that was raging everywhere instantly surged towards Yang Ning, frantically.

Suck!

Suck!

Yang Ning couldn't take care of a lot anymore, what was wanton, what was messy, all of them were left behind by Yang Ning.

Only strength, only strength.

Under Ling Tianjue's metamorphosis, the aura was quickly transformed into spiritual power, flowing along the meridians, and the wide meridians finally showed their advantages at this moment, no matter how fast Ling Tianjue operated, it was like a real river that could accommodate everything.

Even Yang Ning frantically absorbed all the sword intent that lingered around him into the meridians.

"This ......" sword was not exhausted, but Jiang Che was shocked by the scene in front of him.

It really made him break through the limits, and he really broke through the limits mentioned.

Is this still human? Jiang Che felt like he was facing a monster. How could he break through the limit in an instant, and he was still crazy to devour everything around him.

Isn't he afraid of backlash?

In less than a breath, Yang Ning recovered as before, broke through the limit, and the Tao was feeding, this kind of great power was unstoppable.

Even, because of breaking through the limit, Yang Ning's strength will go to the next level.

"Let's fight!" Although Yang Ning looked miserable, Yang Ning at this moment was already at his peak.

Even stronger.

With a heroic voice, the sword light of the killing sword pointed straight to the sky.

As if on this day, the color of blood could no longer be restricted, and the sword light pointed directly at the barrier.

"This ......" All Tianjiao gasped and muttered involuntarily, "Is this Yang Ning?" ”

"Good, good, good." Jiang Che said three "good" words in a row, and the impact in front of him really shocked him, but he quickly reacted.

"Let's fight!" A sound like a rainbow resounded throughout the entire Baizhang space.

The most direct stab of the sword light.

In an instant, a sword pierced the heavens and the earth, even more terrifying than the previous sword.

"Sword rule?" Yang Ning also showed his pride, and with a long roar, a blood-colored sword did not lag behind.

Thundered......

The roar continued, and the two of them seemed to have reached their respective peaks at this moment.

Airplanes......

There was a bang, as if the heavens and the earth were roaring, and the entire Baizhang space was completely shaken.

In the main hall, the hearts of all Tianjiao were shocked.

This sword made everyone's hearts palpitate.

Is this still a peak cultivator of the Mountain Building Realm Sixfold Realm?

The two were separated by the force of the shock.

"Come again!" The two are completely insane, and it seems that only the sword is fighting.

Buzzing......

Buzzing......

Two swords, two people, but occupy the entire Baizhang space. In the Baizhang space at this moment, if there were cultivators of the same realm, I am afraid that they would be torn to pieces by the unbridled sword intent in an instant.

A curtain of blood fell, and between the cold and cold, a strong battle intent surged, attacking Jiang Che.

Jiang Che also did his best, dividing the power of heaven and earth with a sword, and slashed towards Yang Ning.

The most direct collision, but also the most effective attack.

Neither of them took any defenses, and it seemed that they had been discussed a long time ago.

The long hair is flying, the blood is dry, and only the most direct power is displayed.

It's a clash of strengths, without any skill.

"Seven-step lore sword."

"Qingping Sword."

……

"A sword divides the world, and the withering is left to me."

"The floating world is white, and reincarnation is a little sad."

……

Between the two, all the tricks were exhausted, but in the end they were still inseparable.

"This is the battle, this is the battle between the swordsmen." Nearly 2,000 Tianjiao were attracted by this scene.

"Between swordsmen, is it so terrifying?"

"He is worthy of being the emperor among cultivators."

"Terrible ......"

"With such a cultivation, I'm afraid that even in the entire Liangzhou, there are few people who can compare with their peers."

"There are only a few of them."

Thundered......

The roar continued, the sword intent intertwined, and countless ripples were left on the barrier.