Chapter 8: Better than a Chip!
"Oh, interesting!" Ning Yun had seen this knife in ancient books.
The blade held by Lan Yu, the founder of the Ming Dynasty.
Legend has it that Lan Yu is a powerhouse in the Tianwu Realm, and the sword he holds must also be Tianwu.
In today's world, the Heavenly Martial Realm is no longer visible!
Ning Yun smiled, he asked for this knife!
"Old horseman, you have lived for decades in vain, your strength is too weak!"
Ning Yun stepped out, and his right hand suddenly stretched out, intending to collide with the Heavenly Knife.
"Hahaha, ignorant child, dare to catch the silver light with your bare hands, it's just looking for death!!"
Ye Chuan actually laughed when he saw this, the young man in front of him didn't know the height of the sky, and dared to take the white blade empty-handed!!
However, the next moment, his face changed drastically.
The silver light knife was steadily received by Ning Yun in his hand.
"What!!" When Qin Mu saw this, he gasped in fright.
What is the background of this young man, at the age of eighteen or nineteen, he can kill masters such as Chen Jiu in seconds.
Now, he has casually taken over the Silver Light Sword of the Heavenly Martial Realm.
No wonder...... The old man had to appoint him as the son-in-law of the Qin family!!
Ye Chen is eighteen years old, and his breakthrough through Xuanwu is already earth-shattering, and he is even more valued by the Ma family and wants to cultivate it well.
However, Ning Yun is better than Ye Chen!
"I said, you're too weak!!" Ning Yun is still light and calm.
The internal strength in Ning Yun's hand exploded, and Ye Chuan was shaken away in an instant, and he took more than a dozen steps back before stopping.
Ning Yun took the silver light knife and his gaze stayed on it.
The knife was cold, the light flickered, and a thick resentment came from the blade.
Sure enough, it is the Zhenguo Divine Knife, and the cold blade is still there for a hundred years, and it is still a wisp of soul in the knife!!
"Good knives!"
"You!" Ye Chuanqi's body trembled violently, and the blue tendons on his face burst out.
"Boy, there are some things that you can't control, this knife, my Ma family master has long admired it."
Ma Huachuan opened his mouth at this time and made a threat.
"The Ma family? What is that!! Ning Yun said disdainfully.
"Hmph, look for death!"
After Ma Huachuan heard this, his figure burst out.
Seeing this, Ning Yun did not have the slightest fear, now although he had just broken through the Huangwu Realm, his strength was under the Heavenly Martial Realm, and no one could pose a threat to him.
If...... Above Tianwu, he still has the Shenyuan Sword!!
"Nanshan Killing Trick!"
Ma Huachuan's hands are claw-shaped, like a vicious wolf devouring a lamb.
Ning Yun jumped up, his hand formed into a fist, and hit the opponent directly.
With a punch swing, the fist blade was accompanied by endless airflow, and Ning Yun's current strength was already equivalent to the Earth Martial Realm.
This is what Senior Sister once taught him, Haotian Fist!
It is rumored that it is the exercises that Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor once practiced, and there are nine exercises in total!
The first punch, the big river goes east, the waves are exhausted, and the eternal romantic characters!
Ma Huachuan's face changed greatly when he saw Ning Yun's fist.
"Ahh
Ning Yun punched his body directly through.
"Nope! That's impossible! Ma Huachuan lowered his head sluggishly at the moment, looking at the arm that ran out of his chest.
Ning Yun slowly pulled out his arm, blood staining his arm red.
Ma Huachuan then gradually fell to the ground, and the sky was reflected in his eyes.
It's just that this last short glance is extremely extravagant.
Ma Huachuan, 56 years old, died!
Ning Yun was very calm, the world in his eyes was a completely different world.
He watched quietly, Ma Huachuan was taken away by two ghosts.
The eyes are dull and extremely numb.
Ye Chuan was already stunned at this time, and he didn't dare to breathe.
Ning Yun slowly walked towards him, and Ye Chuan's face changed greatly.
wanted to escape, but with a wave of Ning Yun's big hand, he was sucked over.
"You must die!"
As his words fell, Ye Chuan screamed.
Then his eyes widened, and he lost a trace of life.
Seeing this, Qin Yue was shocked in her heart, Ning Yun's strength was beyond her cognition.
She didn't know if it was right or wrong to choose Ning Yun, but, for the sake of the family, she had to do it.
Therefore, she left Ye Chen, so she handed herself over to Ning Yun.
Because, she has always been a person who sees the overall situation clearly, and she is also a realistic woman.
Only the strong can conquer her.
Ning Yun's red robe was hunting, and his face was still not shocked.
He walked slowly towards Qin Yue, smiling.
"Although there is a little turmoil, it will not affect your and my wedding."
"Since I have chosen you, let the storm blow."
Qin Yue also smiled at him, and then grabbed the other party's arm.
"Let's go, end our unfinished wedding."
What happened today did not affect Ning Yun in the slightest, in his opinion, these people were just clowns jumping off the beam.
He is proficient in crape myrtle and knows that everyone has a mission in this world.
But they sink into the red dust of this desire and don't know it, they don't believe in cause and effect, and they don't believe in reincarnation.
As everyone knows, when his life is over, he will repent of what he did in his life.