If you can't compare to each other in the realm, you have to rely on other skills.

Fortunately, Ning Shu has a sharp sword, and at the same time has a very strong body.

The light curtain composed of sword intent like a silkworm cocoon was a move that Ning Shu had comprehended since the battle on that rainy night, borrowing from Xie Ximeng's five-color sword wheel, and combining the purple sword river with the formation in the Tianya View.

In the light curtain was a web woven by a series of murderous qi hooks, and if the people trapped in it could not bear it, they would inevitably be strangled into pieces by the sword qi.

Ning Shu didn't know what realm the monster who claimed to be a tomb ghost was, but he didn't think it would be a great supernatural power, and it couldn't even be a dream realm, otherwise he would have died a long time ago, so why talk nonsense? But after all, it was higher than his own realm, so Ning Shu made a move without reservation and used the strongest blow.

The moment the sword light enveloped the tomb ghost, Ning Shu lifted the sword in his hand and ran towards the tomb.

The footsteps fell into the dirt, forming a shallow pit with corpses with fallen leaves and twists.

In the mountains and forests, under the fallen leaves, a figure is like lightning.

At this time, none of the fallen leaves could get close to him, and there was only an afterimage left in the mountains and forests at this time.

Separated by a distance that was neither long nor short, Ning Shu had reached three feet in front of the tomb in the blink of an eye.

Three feet is the length of a sword.

Ning Shu's right foot kicked down, and a ball of purple qi was born under his feet, jumping in mid-air, although it is said that there is a regular heavenly net in the nine heavens of this heaven and earth, and the monk cannot control the sky for nine days, but it is still possible to step forward in the air at low altitude, if you are cultivating some supernatural powers, it is not impossible to fly for a short time, but it is expressly forbidden in the secular cities in the territory of the Divine Dynasty, except for those with great supernatural powers, of course.

Ning Shu had enough magic intent for himself to urge, and he jumped into the air and grabbed the sword trick in his hand, and threw the long sword in his hand towards the tomb shrouded in purple light below.

With a fierce murderous aura, the long sword pierced the air and rushed straight down, as if it was about to cut through everything.

Bang!

It's like the firecrackers set off by the children during the New Year's Festival, and it's like the gunpowder used by the border army to attack the city.

Just when the long sword was about to submerge into the purple light, the purple sword light that surrounded the cocoon suddenly exploded, and even the long sword was collapsed to the other side, and the indomitable killing intent suddenly dissipated.

The purple sword light turned into a series of sword shadows and returned to the fifty strings, and then returned to Ning Shu's hand, which was swept away by the air waves, flipped twice in mid-air, and finally hit a tree.

Ning Shu wiped the blood from his mouth with his hand and looked at the center of the explosion.

The tomb was bare, not even a single weed, the blue-black stone bricks oozed a trace of cold, cold and fishy, the tomb ghost stood in front of the tomb, the original tattered clothes have become a flocculent thing, the dry body is full of wounds, black blood is constantly dripping outward, the cloak is scattered, the eyes are cold, and it looks extremely embarrassed.

As for the unknown mysterious tombstone, it was held in his hand, and it was densely covered with sword marks, but it was not broken, but emitted a dark green light.

Ning Shu's heart sank, others seemed to be just a purple light curtain, but he could see it clearly, after the purple light curtain formed a cocoon and wrapped the tomb ghost, the murderous aura instantly swept everything inside, but just after the long sword thrown in his hand pierced into the purple light, the monster raised the tombstone at his feet, the sword collided with the tombstone, and the original Xeon sword was all blocked out of the tombstone, and then bounced back.

But even so, the tomb ghost also suffered a lot, and Ning Shu was very sure that if it was not blocked by that tombstone, or if the sword in his hand was faster, this monster would not be able to just have some more sword marks on his body.

It's just that...... After all, there is still a gap in strength.

One leaned against the grave, the other leaned against the tree, blood hung from the corners of their mouths, and the black and red colors represented the backlash suffered by the two of them from the previous blow.

"I underestimated you, I didn't expect the Demon Clan's Supreme Treasure to raise your strength to such a level. The tomb ghost said sadly.

Ning Shu kept looking ahead in his eyes, looking at the thin and decaying corpse-like body, looking at the tombstone glowing with a miserable green light, after thinking about it, he smiled slightly: "Your realm is higher than mine, I am not your opponent." ”

After saying this, Ning Shu didn't listen or look, got up, and instilled all the Dharma into his legs, just like when he first came out of the Tushi Palace, and ran towards the forest without looking back.

Brave...... Fearless ...... Run.

The tomb ghost leaned on the mound, looking at the young man's back in the blink of an eye, only the size of a grain of rice remained, and after a while, it scolded: "Fuck, didn't you say that sword cultivation is indomitable and heroic!?"

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I have always adhered to the fearless and decisive sword intent in sword cultivation, but I am not stupid!

Ning Shu thought in his heart as he ran while listening to the roar coming from behind him, he couldn't even kill you with his strongest blow, this kind of unwise approach that he knew was invincible but still had to be tough, of course he wouldn't be an idiot to do it, if he couldn't even save his own life, then what kind of sword would he cultivate!

If you can't beat it, you can run...... It's not a cowardly thing to do, especially at such a fateful juncture.

His realm was much higher than when he first cultivated, so he ran extremely fast, earthy yellow runes looming beside his legs, and the dense forest of weeds and trees was forced by him to escape a long distance without hindrance.

Streaming down......

Brush......

Pedaling ......

The soles of the shoes stepped on the branches, the figure combined with the shadow of the tree, the trees swayed, the loose branches that were hit fell from the air, and then smashed on the phantom of the running person, the three-meter-wide river jumped over, the log that was blocked on the road was cut from it, turned into two sections, countless flowers and plants were crushed on the soles of the feet, becoming nutrients for the soil, Ning Shu did not have any mood to take care of the flowers and plants at the moment, he could not have the slightest relaxation, because he knew that as long as he stopped, the monster would definitely appear behind him.

This is the difference between the state of God's mind and the state of hope.

There may not be a difference between cloud and mud, but the subtlety of the spell and the perception of heaven and earth are irreparable, and Ning Shu's only advantage is his body beyond the realm of divine thought.

Feeling the cold breath coming from behind him, Ning Shu narrowly and dangerously avoided a bear demon that suddenly appeared, and after three breaths, there was a desperate roar of the demon beast in his ears, and he knew that the monster was not far from him.

From the moment he knew that he had fallen into the killing situation without realizing it, Ning Shu had already had a plan in his heart, facing the cultivation of Wangsheng Realm, and his methods were very strange, he could not be as direct as killing the Qiang general, and he could not escape from it, because this was not Los Angeles, but an unknown deep mountain, in order to avoid being detected by the Divine Dynasty, the tomb ghost had been fully prepared from the beginning, and under such a killing situation, the possibility of Ning Shu wanting to break the killing situation by escaping was very small.

If you retreat, there is only one way to die, because of the gap in the realm, he will be caught up sooner or later, because he will die if he retreats, so he has to advance, and then kill people, and kill people with swords.

The cold aura behind him was getting heavier and heavier, and Ning Shu could even smell the disgusting rotten qi in his nose.

So facing the log in front of him that was hugging two or three people in the middle of the road, Ning Shu bent his legs slightly, leaned back, passed through the gap between the log and the ground, and then suddenly turned around, turned his wrist, and swung a sword at the log.

Bang.

The cold light flickered, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and a smooth gap appeared in the thick log when Ning Shu swung the sword, and the sword light passed through the gap, and at the same time that the log was broken in two and hit the rear with a strong wind, the sword light had already arrived.

"Carving insect skills!"

The tomb ghost showed a disdainful expression, waved his hand to both sides casually, and ran to his face, and the powerful branches flew to both sides.

Then a dazzling moonlight appeared in front of its eyes, and it beat like a tidal wave, very quickly.

In a hurry, it raised the tombstone in its hand to face the white moonlight, and after colliding together, there was a loud noise, and the tomb ghost flew out upside down and hit a tree, and the hand holding the tombstone trembled slightly after getting up, and looked at Ning Shu with a fierce look on his face, and shouted angrily: "Junior, you dare to sneak attack me!"

Ning Shu stood on the other side of the forest and was silent, he stood quietly with a sword in his hand, dressed in a cyan robe, although it was scraped by the branches during the run, and the originally tied up bun was also scattered, looking a little embarrassed, but although facing such a scene, he couldn't hide a quiet feeling on his body at all, and his eyes were as sharp as the long sword in his hand, with a murderous aura.

There seemed to be a full moon reflected in the light of the sword body, which was the power of Taiyin.

"Why didn't you run, didn't you run quite fast just now?" said with a grim smile, "I didn't expect you to have the power of Taiyin, it's really beyond my expectations." ”

He looked at Ning Shu's eyes like a thief in the mountains seeing a lone rich man, full of greed.

With a whoosh, the long sword on Ning Shu's waist was unsheathed, and Fifty Strings followed closely beside him, he did not continue to retreat this time, but rushed forward with infinite killing intent.

Ning Shu's heart was full of killing intent at this time, filled to a little calm, like a bottle filled with water, and now, the mouth of the bottle was opened, and the killing intent spurted out.

Because there is killing intent in his heart, there is also killing intent on the sword, and the killing intent is free to erupt, prompting the sword light to point straight ahead.

He didn't plan to really run away from the beginning, all preparations were to consume the enemy and accumulate the power of the peak blow for himself.

Between the killing intent, a white light crossed the mountains and forests, and it did not disperse for a long time, and at this moment, it seemed that even the air had condensed, and there was no longer any superfluous sound between the two.

In many cases, when the enemy meets each other, they often face each other and lose more heavy losses, or even lose lives, which seems stupid, but often the most direct, primitive, and pure method is the most effective.