"Did you feel something?" Jiang Che hurriedly asked.

Although Jiang Che is also a swordsman, Jiang Che's sword is not pure, just for the sake of strength, he uses the sword as a companion, and it is precisely because of Jiang Che's talent that even if he only uses the sword as a companion, he has also become a swordsman.

"I don't know if it's true, I feel like Yang Ning is ...... In the ......, Yang Pi hesitated, and he was not sure, after all, the generation of sword bones and bones was completely different for everyone, but the sword bones in his body just now were really excited.

"In what?" Jiang Che was a little anxious, although he and Yang Ning were only a few faces, Jiang Che was like a friend to Yang Ning.

"If I didn't make a mistake in induction, he should be transforming...... Yang Pi didn't say that it was a sword bone generation, but he just said that it was a transformation, and it was also for the sake of insurance, after all, there were many people around, and it was best to keep this kind of thing secret.

"Metamorphosis? You mean he's metamorphosing? Jiang Che also felt that Yang Ning was a little nervous, this was a battle in the ring, if he was not careful, death would come, how dare he? Crazy?

Jiang Che felt that Yang Ning was a madman at the moment.

"It's too risky......"

Not only Jiang Che, but also Yang Pi also sweated for Yang Ning, although Yang Ning has converged a lot during this time, but he didn't want Yang Ning to be more ruthless this time, and directly in the battle, he used the pressure of both sides to generate sword bones for himself.

Moreover, Yang Pi also noticed that the three-foot space that Yang Ning had been haunting around his body had actually disappeared without a trace, which meant that he was using the sword intent in the three-foot space to impact the bones......

Thinking of this, even Yang Pi, who had already experienced the formation of knife bones, couldn't help but gasp.

"This guy, it's really not worry-free...... Yang Zhen also scolded, but he was not worried, although Yang Ning had never transformed in battle, but Yang Ning had more than once in the previous battle, forcing himself into a desperate situation, and then using his strength, using his firmness, using his perseverance, to pass the power, so as to go further.

In other words, Yang Ning can turn danger into disaster, since he can turn danger into disaster, what is he worried about?

It's just that this time Yang Zhen miscalculated, the generation of sword bones is not comparable to any realm breakthrough, this is a pain to the bone, even if it is placed in a quiet place, it still needs to prepare a lot, but here is not only the ring, but there are also strong enemies attacking.

The pain made Yang Ning's face distort, and even the aura around him gradually began to become unstable.

The blood-red shock wave is also getting closer and closer.

He ...... How so? ”

"Look at that sword...... "Someone finally noticed the extraordinaryness of the killing sword, although they knew that the sword in Yang Ning's hand was an artifact, but they didn't know that Yang Ning's sword could actually have its own ideas, and actually kill the enemy on behalf of the master.

"Could it be that this sword of his has already given birth to a sword spirit?" Old Man Zhuo couldn't help but murmur, looking at this scene in the ring, his spiritual power was shrouded, and he walked towards Yang Ning in the ring.

He wanted to see what Yang Ning was doing, and he wanted to know, did this sword really awaken the sword spirit?

A sword that has awakened the sword spirit is not so easy to recognize the Lord, unless it is blessed.

Even such an artifact, even in the entire Red Lotus Dynasty, there are not a few.

Therefore, the old man Zhuo is very concerned.

Teng Ziming could only feel that Yang Ning at this moment seemed to be undergoing a metamorphosis, and he couldn't tell what the transformation was, but when he heard Old Man Zhuo's murmur just now, his eyes suddenly flashed with greed, which was very secretive, and no one paid attention to it.

On the ring, Yang Ning's consciousness has been washed away I don't know how many times, if it weren't for Ling Tianjue's perversion, if it wasn't for the fact that Xi Di Manzhu would have shed his vitality a long time ago, I'm afraid that Yang Ning at this moment would have already become a corpse.

As the shock wave got closer and closer, Yang Ning's subconscious also felt that danger was coming, holding the killing sword in his right hand, and wanted to regain control of the killing sword, but the intense washing pain could not make him concentrate at all.

"Ah......h

Cluck......

Yang Ning's right arm had lost consciousness, and only heart-wrenching pain remained.

"Silence ......" the yin soul shouted wildly again, and the two dragons with eyes were left behind, and they launched a fierce charge again, intertwining towards Yang Ning.

With this increase, the speed of the shockwave's approach accelerated again.

Buzzing......

On top of the Killing Sword, the blood red bloomed, but it was obvious that with the afterburner of the Yin Soul again, the sword that belonged to the Killing Sword dimmed a lot.

However, after all, a sword in another world is a sword attack inherited from the sword of killing, and to a certain extent, the sword spirit casts a sword in another world, which is even more perfect than Yang Ning's.

But the Yin Soul at this moment is really too strong, especially the Eyes of Annihilation, which is even more terrifying, it is actually gradually suppressing a little stretching blood-red silk thread, and it is already close to the position of the tip of the sword at this moment.

Cluck......

Above Yang Ning's right arm, there was a sound of interlaced bones again.

With the sound of "clucking", the vitality is actually in a desperate situation, radiating a kind of spring atmosphere.

Because the faint sword-shaped bone that was originally formed in the right arm actually became more and more condensed in the continuous washing of the sword intent.

"Raw!" Yang Ning gritted his teeth, and a trace of red oozed from between his teeth.

In the midst of pain, with the smell of success.

The sword-shaped skeleton finally began to take the initiative to accept the washing of the sword intent, and then slowly absorbed the sword intent left in the washing process.

Ling Tianjue was running extremely fast, over and over again, a week, and it didn't even take half a breath.

The shock wave was already under the constant attack of the Yin Spirit, and it was less than two zhang away from Yang Ning's body.

The crisis is getting closer and closer, and there is less and less time left for Yang Ning, Yang Ning must break the cauldron and sink the boat, otherwise he will not wait for the sword bone to be generated, but will be directly devoured by the silence of the Yin Spirit.

Yang Ning also knew that time was pressing, but although the sword bone had been generated, Yang Ning ignored one thing, the three-foot space that he had deliberately cultivated before, contained too much sword intent, and it had entered the bone at this moment, and it was almost out of Yang Ning's control.

Cluck......

The bones rattled again, Yang Ning felt like his body was about to explode, and the pain once again occupied his brain, Yang Ning wanted to increase the speed of sword intent washing, but he didn't want the pain to make Yang Ning's mind blurred again.

Xi Di Manzhu swayed and danced, sprinkling a piece of holy power to keep Yang Ning awake, which was also Yang Ning's last barrier and support.

The sword of slaughter kept humming, as if it was looking for its master, hoping that the master would hold the sword and kill the enemy again, but its owner was too busy to take care of himself at the moment.

Painful to the heart, Yang Ning didn't know how many times he had washed it, but it was always the sword-shaped bone in his right arm, which was gradually growing.

Fast......

Come on......

Yang Ning's mind was constantly urging, and Ling Tianjue had already driven his whole body, and the replenishment of spiritual power was constantly repairing Yang Ning's body, and the meridians were surging again.

It's almost ......

Yang Ning felt that the sword intent belonging to the three-foot space was getting less and less, even though the green shirt was already soaked and his face was hideous, but on Yang Ning's forehead, a crystal smile still appeared.

With the swaying of the green leaves of Xidi Manzhu, Yang Ning's mind gradually cleared up.

Move......

"A Sword Separates ...... World"

Yang Ning tried to use his right hand holding the sword to pour force into the sword again.

Buzzing......

The Killing Sword seemed to feel its master trying to control the Killing Sword again, emitting a pleasant lightness.

In the sky, the shock wave actually slowed down.

"What's going on?" The Yin Soul was in a hurry, because the silence at the moment had reached its peak, and if it was forcibly lifted, it would hurt the origin of its eyes.

However, the battle situation that Yin Soul originally thought was already in his hands gradually changed with Yang Ning's long roar.

"Silence ......" the yin spirit roared again, and a line of clear blood flowed from the edge of a pair of eyes.

The Yin Soul didn't know why Yang Ning was doing just now, but when Yang Ning was roaring, the Yin Soul could clearly feel that Yang Ning had changed.

Because at this moment, in the midst of a sword in the world, the yin soul clearly perceived that the breath from death was becoming clearer and clearer.

"What the hell did he go through?" The Yin Soul felt that the sword was gradually getting stronger.

There was a tingling pain in his eyes, but at this moment, the Yin Spirit would definitely not give up.

His eyes blinked, and he once again emitted the power of annihilation, and his blood-red eyes completely turned into a dragon and flew towards Yang Ning.

The two eyes were even more terrifying than the bright sun in the sky, and wherever the eyes went, they instantly became a void where nothing could exist.

Zizi ......

The shock wave expanded again, and the shock wave, which had just stayed, traveled towards Yang Ning again.

A sword is born, a sword is born, a sword is divided into yin and yang, and a sword is separated by life and death.

The blood-red silk thread actually formed a unique environment of life and death at the tip of the sword.

It gives people the feeling of dividing the whole world into two parts, a sword shoots between the two rays of light, constantly separating the falling power of silence, and the sword lives and dies.

In another ring, the battle between Zhi Ji and Qu Yang was nearing its end.

At this moment, Qu Yang's heart is broken, because his attack is completely like hitting cotton, no, it should be a fist-sized pebble, still in the sea, there is a splash, but it is too inconspicuous......

Yes, Qu Yang at the moment feels like this, very obvious, powerless and self-deprecating.

"This is my strongest blow, if I can't shake you, then I can only throw in the towel......"

Compared with other people's bloody battles, the battle of the purpose looks very peaceful, but it is also this peaceful way of fighting, which is the most shocking.

Because of powerlessness, because of strength, people can only look up.

Yes, the purpose of this moment is to give people this feeling.

"Good!" Zhi Yu readily agreed, although he was not afraid of Qu Yang, but Qu Yang's strength was very outstanding, even if he solved it every time, it was a little difficult, and when he heard that the other party didn't want to attack, he naturally agreed with both hands.

"Thank you!"

The spear was like a dragon, gradually blurring in the sky, followed by a terrifying outpour.

"A little cold and rain, the wind and clouds in the world ......"

A touch of cold light is like the scorching sun in the sky, striking three thousand zhang, like a dragon and an eagle......

"Eighteen Blows ......"

Quyang's strongest trick completely shines in the long sky.

The strength and fighting spirit have also reached the peak of Quyang, there are no obstacles, and there is no psychological emotion, Quyang at this moment only has the heart of a battle.

Zhi's gaze gradually became solemn, because he could feel that the space around him was actually in a state that he couldn't control.

"No wonder you would propose a move to win or lose...... "Zhi's hands finally moved, one hand was spiritual, and the other hand was shocking......

At this moment, the purpose is to gradually rise up in a natural state under the background of the surrounding environment.

"The rain falls on the heavens and the earth......"

The artistic conception is used to the extreme.