The colorless thunder exuded a violent aura that destroyed the world and shot towards the black-clothed man in the air, and for the first time, a solemn look appeared on the face of the young sword cultivator dressed in black.

The flowing fireflies who originally had the tip of the sword hanging low suddenly raised flat, and the golden light on the long sword was magnificent, and he was angry and angry.

With a slight swing of the long sword, a dazzling golden light lit up between the heavens and the earth, and it shot towards the terrifying thunder.

The golden sword light grew from a thin line to the same momentum as thunder, and the cold sword qi filled the sky and the earth, moving forward.

The sword qi spans 30,000 miles, and a sword is wide and cold in 19 states.

Ning Ji's sword aura was far more powerful than any sword cultivator Zhuo Yuming had ever seen, and the only one who could surpass him in terms of sword intent was the peak of the sword path of the Void Spirit Realm, the Sword Saint. Whether it is the Confucian sword cultivator who is also in the Tibetan realm encountered in the Demon Town, or the Jinse of Xiaozhi Mountain who is at the peak of Tibet, including Qi Huan, who is the sword saint himself. In terms of sword intent, it seems that he is slightly inferior to Ning Ji, who is known as the first day genius in Kyushu.

As soon as the golden sword light lit up, Zhuo Yuming urged the only remaining spiritual power in his body and manipulated the Haotian Mirror to fly back to his body at the fastest speed.

The Heavenly Thunder Extreme Industry emitted by Zhuo Yuming's strength was like a chicken and a dog in front of that sword light, and it was shattered to pieces. The colorless thunder that exploded in all directions didn't even have the strength to fall to the ground and dissipated invisibly, without causing the slightest impact on the black-clothed sword cultivator who was expressionless after swinging the sword.

The sword qi that dispersed the thunder light slashed at the silver-shrouded bronze ancient mirror in an instant.

Haotian Mirror is worthy of the top-level treasure that is close to the Divine Forbidden Treasure level, and the primordial divine light stands in front of it one by one, like a piece of mountain peaks and mountains. The sword light fell, and a large piece of silver light shattered, and the divine light prohibition was broken through by the sword light layer by layer, and it was like a bamboo.

With the powerful defensive power of this Haotian Mirror, it finally stopped this sword that split the sky and the earth.

The white-clothed young man behind Gu Jing suddenly spurted out a mouthful of red blood, and the whole person seemed to be unable to support the burden, and his body swayed one by one, and he was already kneeling on one knee, his hands pressed to the ground, barely supporting his body. There were also red lines oozing out of the limbs and bodies, all of which were wounds that had been scratched by the spilled sword qi before.

Ning Ji did not look down at the white-clothed young man who was finally defeated by his sword, but landed not far in front of Zhuo Yuming.

"To be able to fight me to this extent with the cultivation of the Cave Mystery Realm, you are already very remarkable. If you are in the same Tibetan realm as me, and the natal flying sword is not out, I will definitely not be able to win against you. ”

Looking at the young man in white who still couldn't support him, Ning Ji gave a very high evaluation.

As he spoke, the long sword in Ning Ji's hand was thrown away, and an arc of light swept through, falling steadily into the scabbard in the arms of the sword-holding maid.

For this recognized first-day talent in the Void Spirit Realm, in fact, few people know that Ling Ruoxu had personally said in private that the only sword cultivator who could inherit his Sword Saint name in the future was Ning Ji.

Even his personal disciples Zhao San and Qi Huan were inferior to this genius sword cultivator.

In fact, more than ten years ago, Ning Ji and Zhao San had an unknown secret exchange, and the two of them had a duel purely with sword intent and sword qi on the premise of not being in the realm of cultivation. And in that battle, it was Zhao San of the Land Immortal Realm who was defeated.

"Ning Daoyou's sword path cultivation is really powerful, except for the Sword Saint seniors, I have never seen anyone whose sword qi can beat Ning Daoyou. Compared with Ning Daoyou, the cultivation in the lower part is far behind. ”

Zhuo Yu was willing to gamble and lose, and he did not have the slightest doubt about this kendo attainment, and he also admitted defeat generously.

In fact, before he started, he didn't have the idea of winning.

It's just that the other party didn't even use the natal flying sword, and he easily won himself with a magic weapon-quality saber alone, which made him a little frustrated. After all, his goal is to force the other party to sacrifice his natal flying sword.

"Fellow Daoist, apart from you, I don't think there is any other Cave Xuan Realm monk who can make me need to draw my sword. But your physique is a little too strong, aren't you taking the path of dual cultivation of art and martial arts?"

Ning Ji's words raised the questions in the hearts of many people with high realms present.

The white clothes on this white-clothed young man were really just ordinary clothes, and there was no defensive magic weapon to add to them. To put it this way, this kid must have at least the physique of a sixth-rank martial artist in order to support himself under the aftermath of the sword qi of a Returning Tibetan Realm sword cultivator.

"Ning Daoyou misunderstood, he was just a pure qi practitioner. It's just that I've practiced a secret method, and my physique is stronger than that of ordinary qi practitioners. ”

Zhuo Yuming also generously admitted it, after all, the physical strength he showed, as long as he was not blind, he could see the mystery.

Listening to the door of the Snow Building, the charming proprietress accompanied the white-haired old man to watch the process of the two of them, and was amazed: "This young man is really powerful, he can fight with Ning Ji back and forth." Looking at the territory of Dongxuan, I'm afraid there are few who can beat him. ”

The white-haired old man standing on the side seemed to have a lot of talk today, and unexpectedly the woman answered: "It's not that few people can beat him, but he is basically invincible in the same realm." If Ning Ji only had the Cave Xuan Realm, even if he sacrificed that undersea moon, he might not be able to win that kid. ”

Regarding the evaluation of the old people around her, the proprietress of Xuelou was shocked.

She knew that this adult would never be untargeted, and he said that the young man was invincible in the same realm, and that was basically it.

After hesitating for a moment, the bewitching woman gritted her teeth and asked softly, "Lord, do you want to go and contact him with a concubine to see if you can attract him to the door." With such a talent, he will be in the realm of earth immortals in the future, and he will be a fierce general. ”

The white-haired old man didn't speak, just glanced faintly at the woman who was slightly half a position behind him.

"The concubine was confused for a while, trying in vain to add to the snake, and asked the Lord to forgive her sins. ”

was glanced at coldly, and the woman's whole body was soaked in cold sweat in an instant, and she hurriedly bowed her head and confessed again and again.

Ning Ji, who was standing in the distance, raised his head, his gaze crossed the courtyard, and fell on the white-haired old man, his eyes were obscure.

In just a moment, Ning Ji refocused his gaze on the white-clothed young man who had shaken up and stood up in front of him, and asked, "What do you call Daoyou, when the two of us are in the same realm in the future, you might as well have another fight." ”

"Fuyao Prefecture, Zhuo Yuming. ”

Zhuo Yuming, who was holding back the stinging pain in his body and barely standing upright, reported to his home, and then said with a smile: "When I meet Ning Daoyou again in the future, if the realm is the same, I will definitely ask the sword again." At that time, please also ask Ning Daoyou to give advice. ”

Ning Ji had a smile on his face, and said in a playful tone: "It's because I don't hesitate to teach rather than show mercy to my subordinates, it seems that Zhuo Daoyou is confident enough to win against me in the battle of the same realm." ”

Zhuo Yuming was noncommittal and smiled the same.

Raising his eyes again and looking at the white-haired old man with an indifferent face, Ning Ji thought about it for a while, then raised his hand and hugged his fist, and said to Zhuo Yuming: "Okay, then I look forward to fighting with Zhuo Daoyou again." It was not in vain to be able to meet Taoist friends in the Ice Plains State. ”

As the words fell, this seemingly invincible pride of the sky turned into a frightening leap and flew towards the sky.