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The two were fighting fiercely, Cheng Ling was getting more and more enjoyable, and the exquisite sword moves were endless, and the same sword moves felt more perfect when they were used for the second time.

Nangong Qian didn't dare to be calm anymore, the five-attribute spiritual root, and he could instantly comprehend his own shortcomings in the battle, as the battle continued, the combat power slowly improved, and if he continued to fight, he would have to turn from offensive to defensive.

Thinking of this, a cold sweat broke out on my back. Busy attacking the spell on a large scale, causing a bigger noise, wanting to attract the surrounding monks and Ouyang Tian to come, with his own ability, he was no longer sure that Cheng Ling would be taken down. This time, the loss of the true element is greater, but the movement generated is indeed much stronger.

Cheng Ling temporarily avoided the edge for a while and couldn't get close. He spread his senses, keeping an eye on the changes in the periphery, and if another Raider came to him, he would have to slip away.

Nangong Qian seemed to see his thoughts, and as soon as his mind moved, he expanded the coverage of the spell even more, and within a radius of dozens of zhang, the overwhelming fire spells poured down, and this dense forest seemed to be burned to the ground.

Cheng Ling saw the move, and looked for Nangong Qian's flaws while dodging!

Such a wide range of spell coverage,It will definitely not last long,It's a pity that the other party is a big realm higher than yourself.,It's difficult for general attacks to work.,Only for flaws.,One hit kills.,That kind of killing move can be a threat!

He found that every time Nangong Qian released a spell, there was a small upward movement on his elbows, which may be a habit, or he may be meticulously in accordance with the standard of releasing spells!

But this small movement, in an instant, exposed the vital point on the chest. It's just that if you want to catch it, it's very difficult! The amplitude of the action is very small, plus the heart part, it can't be regarded as the fatality of the Crossing Monk, only by smashing the Yuan Shen at the same time is the way to death!

Then it depends on how to do it in an instant, hitting the heart, although it is not enough to be fatal, but it can make Nangong Qian's movements temporarily stop, as long as he follows closely with a sword, he can be killed. A mid-grade sword that hopes to pierce the defensive strength of the Monk of the Tribulation.

The plan had been decided, Cheng Ling's eyes flashed with a cold killing intent in his eyes, and Nangong couldn't help but tighten up in his heart, and even faster the release of the spell.

Cheng Ling dodged with Xuankong Step while slowly approaching, such an attack can only be achieved at close range!

Nangong Qian instinctively sensed that something was wrong, but Cheng Ling's footwork was too mysterious, and the movement between square inches was still above him!

Approaching, slowly advancing from a hundred steps apart to fifty, forty, and thirty steps....... Ten steps!

Nangong Qian felt a creepy and wanted to distance himself, but Cheng Ling was like a dog skin plaster, sticking up tightly, and advancing from ten steps to in front of him, the distance between the two was less than five meters.

At such a distance, there is no difference between Cheng Ling's swordsmanship and close quarters, but he has to be cautious and cautious, the other party is a robbery monk in the end, he must hit it with one hit, and it is difficult to have a second chance for the same opportunity.

Therefore, he did not make a quick move, but still attacked the past with the Nine Absolute Sword, and at the same time, carefully deduced it in his mind. Nangong's reaction after diving into the sword, how will he retreat, the follow-up kill, and when will the sword technique be launched.

Every step goes back and forth

Deduction, be sure to be foolproof!

After a stalemate for a while, Nangong Qian gradually relaxed, after fighting for so long, Cheng Ling still attacked in the past, without special means, as if the other party approached him just to increase the efficiency of the attack.

As everyone knows, this is Cheng Ling's paralysis method, making the other party relax their vigilance until the flaw appears again! After waiting for a while, the light in his eyes flashed, and Nangong Qian's set of spells was released, his hands were recovered, and his elbows were slightly raised.

This is the moment!

Cheng Ling did not hesitate, the Empty Kill condensed its own sword element, and one-tenth of the sword momentum was infused into it, and Xuankong stepped out and stabbed it with a sword from an incredible angle!

Poof!

The sound of the long sword rubbing against the bones sounded, and this sword hit the chest!

Nangong dived into the form for a moment, and the sharp sword qi cut his heart, and the sharpness of the sword yuan produced severe pain, which was simply unbearable! What's even more terrifying was that an even more powerful killing machine came from the back of his head, making his soul tremble a little.

Just as the Dragon Feather Sword behind him was about to pierce his skull, a palm wind struck from the right side, causing the long sword to deviate from its direction.

Peng!

The Long Ling Sword brought up a rain of blood and cut off most of Nangong Qian's head.

Nangong Qian screamed and hurriedly retreated, Ouyang Tian rushed to the battlefield at the most critical time and rescued him between life and death. However, the price is still heavy, the body of the primordial god has been cut off in half, and the cultivation has dropped significantly, so he can only abandon the physical body and flee the battlefield!

Cheng Ling secretly shouted that it was a pity, only a fraction of a millimeter was able to kill Nangong Qian, his divine sense swept over, his face changed greatly, and in addition to Ouyang Tian, there were several robbery monks in front of him.

We can't stay any longer, there are more and more monks who have crossed the river, and if we are surrounded, we will not be able to escape at all. Thinking of this, his figure flashed rapidly, and he saw the surrounding gap of the outer monks, and rushed out in an instant!

In all four directions, the east, south, and west were heavily besieged, and only the north still had a gap. In desperation, regardless of whether there was a monk in front of him to intercept him, he rushed over like this!

The rest of the small forces, where was his enemy with a sword, left the encirclement in less than a moment. There were a large number of those firsts, which just stopped the great power of the pursuit in the rear, and grabbed a glimmer of life for him.

He didn't dare to leave the dense forest area easily, but just headed north, stopping and stopping along the way, constantly killing the monks who surrounded him. Fortunately, there seems to be no catastrophe power to intercept here, and more than 10,000 monks died in his hands for a while.

This kind of killing made his basic swordsmanship more proficient, and the sword realm in the late third layer was like an antelope hanging horns, and the grade of the sword was constantly improving.

But he knew that he was not leaving the danger zone now. has been in the dense forest, although it is easy to hide his body, but also restricts his movements. As long as those powerful monks stay on the outskirts of the dense forest, they will be captured eventually!

If you want to get out of the encirclement, you can only make a desperate bet! I kept thinking about it, and there were heavy troops blocking it in the east, south, and west directions, and it seemed that I had no choice but to flee to the north. The two major forces in the north, the Ethereal Snow Sect and the Dugu Family, have little to do with themselves, and even have some grievances in the Danwang Valley, and the road ahead is not smooth.

For some reason, there were no monks from the two major forces in the north to intercept him this time. No matter what, even if it's a conspiracy, there's no good way to crack it, you can only try to impact it. He also

There is a plan, after the battle with Nangong Qian, let his obstacle avoidance during the tribulation period be loosened even more, and find an opportunity to find a hidden place and take the opportunity to break through the cultivation.

The figure kept flickering, and the number of souls under the sword increased by hundreds, and the divine sense swept by, and the monk behind him was still hundreds of miles away. With a slight movement in his heart, the tea time slaughtered all the monks in the circle and found a secluded place.

The trick is connected, and the dragon feather sword is revealed, and the only way to get rid of the chasing soldiers behind him is to use the sword technique. Unless the Mahayana monks came in person, it would be impossible for the monks below to catch up with the speed of Edgeworth.

The next moment, he came to the Yuanji Heaven, and those monks were all shocked to find that Cheng Ling's trace disappeared in an instant.

"What's going on? The divine sense can't sense his existence, is it possible that he has used an extremely clever concealment technique?"

"It's impossible, with our divine sense, we can't find any trace of him!"

"The same situation happened before, Cheng Ling is proficient in formations, he must be hidden, everyone is searching with all their might, he must still be in the dense forest!"

"Yes, look, there are still many monks' corpses here, he must not have gone far!"

Everyone speculated and unanimously believed that Cheng Ling was still hiding in the dense forest. It's no wonder that they, the sword art is passed down by the golden pages, I don't know what period of the method, in short, it is above this era. If the Mahayana monk does not come out, it is difficult to catch his traces!

However, the sword technique also has certain flaws, although Yuan Jitian is the lowest layer of the triple heaven, and it is thousands of miles above the ground, his divine sense observation distance is limited, and he can't clarify the traces of the monks below at all, just go all the way forward!

From the dense forest on the edge of the Danwang Valley, flying all the way north, the more cold it became, and the slightest cold air filled the air. Xiang has been flying for more than ten days, and has long been far away, originally wanted to find a hidden direction to land, but unfortunately after half of the landing, he saw a dense city all the way, and there were many traces of mortal and monk movements.

Fearful, he was ruthless, and simply kept heading north, the farther north he went, the colder it became, and the monks couldn't track him down.

In this way, Cheng Ling has been flying in the Yuanji sky, and he doesn't care how much time has passed. A month, two months, until the third month, the cold in the air was already condensed, and the speed of the Long Ling Sword had to slow down.

The farther he flew north, the more he felt the cold to the bone, fortunately, Cheng Ling was still a formation master, although the space on Long Ling's sword was not large, setting up a small defensive formation could still do it to slightly block the cold air that was emitted.

Sometimes, he wondered if there were monks in such a place, and he couldn't bear it with his own perfect cultivation, and when his divine consciousness swept away, he found that the divine consciousness here was about to freeze, and he couldn't sweep out fifty miles away at all.

At this time, he didn't dare to slack off, the sword seed was connected to his mind, and if he was damaged, even his soul would be damaged. He hurriedly laid several layers of defensive prohibitions on the Long Ling Sword, as if he heard a burst of clicking sounds.

Long Lingjian brought up countless ice cubes in the flight, but Cheng Ling knew that these were not ice cubes, but the real terrifying cold!

Long Lingjian continued to fly forward at an extremely slow speed for a month, Cheng Ling could no longer bear the cold breath in the air, and it was expected that there would be no more monks in such a place, so he moved his body a little and landed down!