Yang Pi's eyes stared at the tornadoes around him, and he suddenly felt that the tornadoes around him seemed to be attacking him at that moment, not as if he was attacking himself, but with himself, there was a trace of connection.

"No, it's a knife, the knife bones ......" Yang Pi looked at his right arm, where the knife bones flashed with light, and the countless knives actually showed signs of a dark tornado.

The heavy sword kept moaning, as if it was incarnated as a big dragon at this moment, and the dragon scroll was the same as the mystery of the spontaneous jet knife.

"What's going on?" Since Yang Pi got the heavy Jun knife, he has never seen a sign like this in the heavy Jun knife.

"Could it be ......" Yang Pi seemed to see a vague figure between the tornadoes.

is holding the knife, gathering momentum, and is also splitting a knife, the knife without light in the sun and moon, and the knife without the sky.

"The domain here was actually left by a swordsman." In the past few years, Yang Pi's knowledge has been increasing, although he has not experienced the power of the domain, but at this moment, he clearly feels that the domain here is actually left by a swordsman.

"In that case, it's up to me to cut it." Yang Pi did not use his own sword skills, but began to imitate the vague phantom in the tornado, but it was only a form, and the god belonged to Yang Pi's own understanding.

Buzzing......

The heavy sword continued to hum, as if there was endless power and mystery converging.

And then......

A knife pours.

Like a waterfall, like a flood, but also like the sun in the early morning.

If the knife just now is dark, then Yang Pi's knife at this moment is to see the sun.

These are the two extremes, but the way of making the move is a good one.

Yang Pi didn't know if his understanding was correct, but this knife, in his opinion, was the right move.

Because of his swordsman's heart, with the change of mood in the past few years, it has also changed.

It is no longer dim and low, but a little more vibrant.

I once remembered Qiu Yan saying to Yang Pi: "Life is the most vigorous force in the world, and even the strongest people in the world are incomparable." ”

"And in cultivation, the most taboo thing is to imitate and blindly copy, not because their ancestors are not good enough, but because they have failed."

"That's why they will fall, and then leave their legacy in the world."

Yang Pi didn't know why Qiu Yan, a person with average talent, would have such an opinion, but Yang Pi's heart changed at that moment.

Since they are failures, it means that their path is the path of failure, and since they have failed, there is no need to learn, but they can improve.

And the knife just now is the road after Yang Pi's improvement.

With a knife split, Yang Pi felt hearty like never before, Yang Pi didn't know why he felt like this, but Yang Pi clearly knew that he was right.

That's enough.

"Ahh Yang Pi let out a long roar and slashed out again.

It seemed that the sky was trembling, and the tornado was even more raging, and it was actually split in two by a knife, and then dissipated.

Although it was still dark and dark, Yang Pi's knife fell, but it gave people an illusion, and there was a feeling of restoring clarity around him.

Buzzing......

Chongjun Dao is cheering, this is Yang Pi's most intuitive feeling.

"Comfortable ......" Yang Pi's steps are light, and he is completely unaffected by the tornadoes around him at this moment, and Yang Pi has a clear feeling that he seems to have made a breakthrough at this moment.

"Domain, no, no, it's not a domain." Yang Pi's footsteps fell on the rocks on the ground, and when he stepped out, it was actually ten feet in one step, and he passed through a tornado in an instant.

Yang Pi didn't know if he was a swordsman who inherited the domain that had left behind, but when he passed through the tornado just now, Yang Pi obviously felt that the tornado did not deliberately hurt himself, but felt a little more indescribable.

But since it doesn't hurt, move on.

Yang Pi's figure blends into the tornado.

……

Deep in the heart of the Wind Domain.

Yang Ning finally approached the range of 100 miles.

There is only a haze here, and you can't see your fingers.

Yang Ning held the sword in his hand, not daring to be careless, and suddenly, Yang Ning's gaze fell to his left front.

"Who is it?" The killing sword in Yang Ning's hand glowed with blood-red light and moved forward quickly.

Zheng!

The sword broke through the wind, and at the same time, the protective body Zhengang wrapped itself to prevent the surrounding wind from affecting him, and at the same time, the green shirt covered his body and quickly passed through five meters.

"Huh?" Yang Ning didn't find anyone.

"Delusion?" Yang Ning quickly denied his thoughts and carefully felt his surroundings, but under such a violent and sudden wind, nothing was left.

"Who was that?" Yang Ning probed again with his spiritual power, but found nothing.

Yang Ning didn't know, but it was obvious that the other party had also discovered him and fled here first.

Yang Ning could only explore again, and then go deeper into the core.

……

Shangguan Wan'er was also rejoicing, although she didn't know who it was just now, but the person who could come and go freely in such a core place, not to mention the strength, was definitely not an ordinary person, especially since this was a retreat place for those old monsters of the Heavenly Dao Sect, Shangguan Wan'er had to be careful.

Shangguan Wan'er could only hide her breath, and the light veil drifted in the wind, but her face became solemn.

Shangguan Wan'er didn't know if she was exposed, but killing only one Zhennanzi was definitely not Shangguan Wan'er's purpose.

Only by severely damaging the core of the Heavenly Dao Sect and weakening the other party with the greatest strength, will he have a greater chance of revenge in the future, clean up his feelings, and then go deeper.

The wind does not stop, and between the howls, it tears everything.

……

Yang Ning did not notice anything abnormal.

"Maybe it's the Tianjiao of other holy lands, but it may not be ......," Yang Ning guarded with his sword.

The breakthrough of the physical body, coupled with the refinement of cultivation, Yang Ning did not dare to use his spiritual power too much, because at this moment, he was already on the verge of breaking through, and if he was not careful, he would break through the Sevenfold Realm.

At this moment, the core is close to night, there is no superfluous thing or movement, only a non-stop wind, like a knife......

Suddenly, Yang Ning felt a sharp attack coming towards him behind him.

Looking back at a sword!

Bite!

Swords meet.

Thundered......

The roar died out in the wind.

"What is this breath?"

Yang Ning was stunned.

It's all too familiar.

"Brother Pizi."

"Yang Ning?"

The two of them withdrew their swords, and they couldn't see each other clearly, but they were sure.

"Was that you?" Yang Ning hurriedly asked.

"Just now?" Yang Pi was stunned.

"I was not far from here just now, and I felt a breath, very vague, but when I caught up, it was gone."

"It's not." Yang Pi shook his head.

The two joined forces and began to move forward on guard.

"There......" Yang Pi suddenly pointed ahead.

"Be careful." Yang Ning directly concealed his breath, and Yang Pi did not reveal his breath.

The two nodded to each other and walked gently in the direction that Yang Pi had discovered.

Whew......

The two approached, and with the help of the howling wind, they finally came closer.

"This is ......" Yang Pi saw a person, very old, and even Yang Pi could feel that the person in front of him had little vitality in his body.

"I don't know." Yang Ning didn't understand either, but he also felt something, because in this person's body, he could hardly feel any fluctuations in spiritual power, but he could sit quietly in the deepest part of this sudden gorge, which could already explain some problems.

"If I'm not mistaken, this person should be a powerhouse of the Heavenly Dao Sect." Yang Ning no longer began to speak, but transmitted his voice to Yang Pi.

Although it is difficult for spiritual power to play a role in such an environment, Yang Ning and Yang Pi are both very close to each other, which makes it effective.

"Yang Ning, you ......" Yang Pi didn't understand why Yang Ning was so careful.

"Brother Pizi, I'm going to kill him." Yang Ning did not explain.

The sword moves.

A blood-red cold light flashed.

Boom!

There was a sound like falling on metal.

Yang Ning only felt that his account was cracked, and the power of the anti-shock was actually the power of the shock, and he groaned lightly with his own sword.

"You ......"

Yang Ning couldn't accept it, he hit with all his strength, but he couldn't let the other party get hurt in the slightest.

But at this moment, Yang Ning suddenly felt a flower in front of his eyes.

"Die!" A coquettish voice came.

A sword light was even faster than the wind.

It landed directly on the neck of the man just now.

There was no blood.

There is only sound.

Laugh at!

"You ......" Yang Ning finally couldn't calm down.

Because this breath is very familiar.

I have been haunted by dreams for more than ten years.

More than ten years......

"Wan'er......" Yang Ning muttered softly.

"You ......" someone came to wipe out the person with a sword, and suddenly heard someone calling him, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but Shangguan Wan'er felt cordial.

Suddenly, at the moment when Yang Pi didn't know what to do, in the dark night, a palm print poked out.

It was the man's death blow just now.

The impression is actually one step ahead.

"Be careful!" Although Shangguan Wan'er was already very fast, blocking the eight points of the palm print's power, she still had two points of palm power, and she headed towards Yang Ning and Yang Pi one after another.

Bang!

Bang!

Yang Ning and Yang Pi only felt their qi and blood surging, as if at that moment, they were so close to hell.

"Wan'er, don't resist." The moment before Yang Ning fell into a coma, two spiritual powers wrapped Yang Pi and Shangguan Wan'er and poured into the Qingying Ring.

Shangguan Wan'er didn't know why she believed the words of a stranger, but she didn't resist at this moment, and let her spiritual power fall on her.

Then the three of them entered the Blue Ring together.

Three days later.

Yang Ning finally woke up.

Still in the Blue Ring.

Because of Huanling's help, Yang Ning was the first to wake up.

It was Shangguan Wan'er, for the past three days, she kept looking at the surrounding environment, and occasionally came over to see Yang Ning and Yang Zhen, although Shangguan Wan'er didn't know why she believed these two young people, but especially Yang Ning, gave Shangguan Wan'er a strange sense of familiarity.

Yang Ning woke up, his mind was dizzy, but in his heart, he was very excited.

Because, he remembered, he had already seen Shangguan Wan'er, his thoughts in his past and present lives.

The bond between the past and the present......

"Wan'er, Wan'er......" Yang Ning was in sight, and a figure stood quietly, covering his face with a light veil, revealing only one eye, but Yang Ning was already sure that it was Shangguan Wan'er.

"Wan'er ......" Yang Ning was very weak, but she still wanted to stand up and stand side by side with her.

"Who are you?" Shangguan Wan'er's voice trembled a little, because she was very sure that she didn't know him, but there was a familiar feeling.

"It's me, Yang Ning."

Yang Ning said.

Huan Ling didn't know it, stared at Yang Ning, and then looked at Shangguan Wan'er, and suddenly remembered that Yang Ning had said something about the past, looked at Shangguan Wan'er, and asked, "Are you Sister Wan'er?" ”

Shangguan Wan'er didn't know how to answer, because she could see that the relationship between Huan Ling and this man was absolutely extraordinary.

"Who the hell are you?" Shangguan Wan'er didn't know what this feeling was, but she knew very well that this person was definitely not the Yang Ning she knew.

Yang Ning also knew that his face had changed, and suddenly Yang Ning remembered the Tianque Sword.

"Wan'er, look ......"

Yang Ning said, summoning the Tianque Sword.

"You ......" Shangguan Wan'er stared at Tianque Sword, "Are you Ning?" ”

"It's me." Yang Ning nodded.

"But you ......" Shangguan Wan'er will not forget that Yang Ning has been falling for more than ten years, how could it appear, and completely changed his appearance.

"I am Yang Ning, the former Ning Zun, the master of Meditation Valley."

"That valley of peach blossoms ......" Yang Ning recalled, this was his promise to Shangguan Wan'er, but the peach blossoms were there, but Yang Ning was no longer the same Yang Ning.

"You ......" Shangguan Wan'er stared at Yang Ning, unable to believe it, because she remembered that her brother had said that Yang Ning's soul was dead and gone, how could he be resurrected.

"It saved me." Yang Ning pointed to the Tianque Sword.