Judging from the previous six fights.

The situation that should have occurred at this time, Ning Baifeng jumped out with a step, and then appeared in front of Pei Qianshan across a hundred zhang distance, no matter whether the black sword was on Pei Qianshan's shoulder or not, the rhythm should be like this.

The opposite is true.

Ning Baifeng held the sword and did not move.

There was a slight commotion between the gimbals.

Many people thought that he was afraid of Pei Qianshan and did not dare to fight against him.

Yue Hanyi sighed slightly, he and Pei Qianshan entered together, but he could only look at the back of this peer, but he couldn't surpass and overcome, whether it was cultivation or climbing the Sword Pavilion.

After all, many people know that Pei Qianshan has stepped on the fifth floor of the Sword Pavilion with his own sword intent, and his strength is estimated to be stronger than Xu Chongxuan.

It's normal to be scared when you encounter such an opponent.

But Ning Baifeng was not afraid, but was extremely calm.

He didn't draw his sword, just because he felt heavy on his body, like a mountain on his back.

Just when Pei Qianshan stretched out his hand to say please, a breeze blew, followed by a sword intent as thick as a mountain.

He'd experienced that once.

In the peach forest a year ago, Zuo Ci used this method to suppress him from moving.

Ning Baifeng didn't expect that Pei Qianshan would actually have mountain sword intent, even more proficient than Abbot Jiang's, which can be called a light weight.

But to land on someone else is to lift as lightly.

Ning Baifeng felt the weight and calmly analyzed the problem.

As soon as Pei Qianshan made a move, he was the heaviest mountain sword intent, and he couldn't make a sword when he suppressed him, which obviously forced him to lose face and avenge the Taolin incident.

Even deeper intentions are most likely to hit his state of mind.

As a sword cultivator, when you meet an opponent, you don't even dare to use a sword, there is nothing more striking than this.

After all, physical injuries will only affect cultivation, as long as the heart does not fall, you can still make great achievements, but if the state of mind is damaged, it is equivalent to dust on the sword, and if you want to polish it and then move forward, it can be said to be even more difficult, and even hopeless for life.

Ning Baifeng looked at the chic and wanton figure in the distance and took a deep breath.

At this time, the people who were fighting outside the PTZ had already begun to talk about it.

"What's the matter with him, waiting for tea?"

"The tiger returned to the mountain, and the monkey really didn't dare to claim the king!"

"I'm afraid that I'm like this, I don't even dare to use my sword! It's a pity that the title of the chief disciple of the sword pool is here!"

The disciples who supported Pei Qianshan in the three peaks became more and more ridiculed.

Ruan Manman, who came here to watch the battle, was so angry that his face turned red, and Wu Ziqi clenched his fists, eager to directly smash those people's mouths with his sword!

Lang Ping forcibly suppressed his anger and stopped the two, but he looked at the figure on the gimbal with a hint of worry in his eyes.

In the midst of all the talk, some people did not speak out.

The female disciple of Empty Mist Peak who was defeated by Ning Baifeng thought of the feeling of thousands of sword intent enveloping her whole body when she was defeated.

She didn't think that Ning Baifeng was too timid to use his sword, what are you waiting for?

Abbot Jiang listened to the discussions around him, but his expression was very solemn, he saw Ning Baifeng's situation at this time, in the face of this extremely high mountain sword intent, he couldn't break it, so he could only continue to stalemate.

But stalemate means failure.

Some people who are not low in sword intent also see the situation.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound from the gimbal!

The sound was not loud, but it was clear, and as the voice appeared, the chatter gradually stopped.

On the stone platform where Ning Baifeng was standing, an obvious crack appeared between his feet.

With the first cracking sound, the subsequent cracking sound kept coming.

The stone platform with a radius of three feet has cracks all over in an instant.

At this moment, everyone understood what was going on.

It's not that Ning Baifeng didn't dare to draw his sword, but the battle between the two had already begun.

Soon, many Hui Yuanshan disciples were extremely surprised.

This stone platform floating in the sea of clouds, each piece is engraved with a talisman array, which is basically difficult to destroy, even if the previous battle was so fierce, the flying sword hit the stone platform, and it only splashed a trace of sparks, wiping off a piece of stone chips.

At this time, the stone platform at the foot of Ning Baifeng actually cracked, and it had to withstand a lot of attack.

The two stood quietly on the gimbal, and the cold wind blowing from the cold mountains in the extreme north stirred

Dressed in two robes.

Suddenly.

Bang bang! exploded in everyone's hearts.

The stone platform at the foot of Ning Bai Peak was finally overwhelmed, exploded into a cloud of rubble, and fell towards the mountain with the wind.

At the moment when the stone platform shattered, Ning Baifeng's figure disappeared.

Pei Qianshan, who was standing in the distance, jumped his eyelids.

A black sword appeared silently and pierced Pei Qianshan's head.

......

......

Ning Baifeng planned to kill Pei Qianshan.

Although the two had an incident with the peach forest, Ning Baifeng didn't hate him, and even felt that he was pitiful.

It is a very sad thing for a proud son of heaven to become someone else's sword servant because of an accident, and what he did was just the instruction of the person behind him.

And the reason why he chose to kill Pei Qianshan now was because just now, he figured out one thing.

Since Pei Qianshan is willing to obey Fu Shanhe's orders, he means that he is willing to surrender to Fu Shanhe, but Fu Shanhe is Ning Baifeng's mortal enemy, since this is the case, then why keep Pei Qianshan.

Ning Baifeng is not a person who loves to kill, but he never waits to kill when he is necked.

From the time he was in Binhai County, he already understood the truth that either you die or I live.

So far, even if he feels sorry for Pei Qianshan, Ning Baifeng can only choose to kill him, even if it provokes the contradictions between the two parties in the mountain.

Now Pei Qianshan has become a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, ready to bite him at any time.

There are only a thousand days to catch a thief in the world, and there is no reason to prevent a thief for a thousand days.

After making up his mind, Ning Baifeng no longer hesitated.

......

......

There was no blood splattering, and the pitch-black sword pierced only an afterimage.

For such a situation, Ning Baifeng did not feel the slightest surprise, if Pei Qianshan was really so easy to kill, it would be too sorry for his great reputation.

Pei Qianshan's figure appeared more than ten zhang away, and the sword sleeve in his right hand waved lightly.

A sword light quickly broke through the air.

Almost at the moment when he pierced Pei Qianshan's phantom, a sense of heaviness and a sword light attacked.

The sword light passed through the body.

This blow also only pierced Ning Baifeng's afterimage.

Since he had already comprehended Pei Qianshan's mountain sword intent, he would naturally be prepared.

After Ning Baifeng dodged this blow, the sword finger in his left hand flicked, and a sword light also flew out.

Between the sea of clouds on the stone platform, two sword lights collided and burst out with a thunderous explosion.

With the bright light, the air waves blew in all directions.

The sea of clouds was blown out of a hole by this air wave, and the mountains and sword pools below could be faintly seen.

These two people's natal flying swords are so strong!

Everyone didn't expect that when the natal flying swords of the two collided, they would actually give birth to such a might, which was really terrifying.

During the previous competition, the sparks and crisp sounds generated by the collision of various flying swords were simply not worth mentioning compared to this.

A few people who had fought against Ning Baifeng were a little dissatisfied just now, and when they saw this scene at this moment, they were faintly afraid.

If he had encountered such a flying sword before, the sword in his hand would have been broken into two.

The two flying swords flew diagonally, and then quickly swept back and collided together.

In the blink of an eye, the light flickered and the thunder continued.

Another place for the gimbal.

The figures of Ning Baifeng and Pei Qianshan continued to appear on the stone platforms everywhere, much like the scene of fighting with the disciples of Empty Mist Peak before.

However, everyone knew that it was not that both of them were proficient in the Fog Hidden Frost, but that the speed of the two of them was too fast.

It was so fast that he could only see afterimages everywhere on the stone platform, as if dozens of people were fighting.

The spectators only felt that on the gimbal in front of them, it was as if two armies were fighting frantically, and the deafening thunder was denser than the beat of the drums.

When Pei Qianshan avoided the pitch-black long sword again, he cast the sword technique with both hands at the same time.

A crisp sword roar sounded.

The flying sword in the distance quickly flew up, heading straight into the sky.

A lot of people didn't react.

Everyone subconsciously looked up at the sky, only to see that the sword pavilion high in the sky was still there, and it was quiet, and the sword light had already passed the sword pavilion, and the light could not be seen.

What do you do with flying swords in the sky at this time?

Abbot Jiang's eyes were extremely surprised.

Ning Baifeng's expression was solemn, he didn't take the opportunity to control the flying sword and stab Pei Qianshan directly.

He knew that it was meaningless, because Pei Qianshan would definitely dodge it, and even the dark blue sword robe on his body was very likely to be a magic robe.

Since Abbot Jiang can have a robe, it makes no sense that Pei Qianshan will not have it.

In an instant, the sky suddenly darkened.

Some people think to themselves, this is already a sea of clouds, what else can block the sun except clouds?

After Ning Baifeng felt this change, he immediately pinched the sword technique with his left hand.

The natal flying sword quickly swept out and scurried in the sea of clouds, like a dragon turning over the sea.

A moment later, a shadow fell from the sky.

Only then did everyone see that it was actually a flying sword dragging the huge mountain phantom and rolling down, shrouding the cloud platform for several miles.

Previously, Abbot Jiang was driving the giant sword and falling, crushing the phantom of the landscape in Nanqiuye.

This scene is also extremely similar, but the momentum of the fall is not a little bit stronger.

The flying sword fell, as if it was about to crush the gimbal to pieces!

Ning Baifeng's left hand sword trick was raised.

The sea of clouds suddenly churned, and his flying sword also soared into the sky, and an amazing scene appeared at the same time.

The flying sword dragged hundreds of feet of clouds upward.

Everyone only felt that the flowers in front of them and the clouds had flown high into the sky.

There was an open space under the stone platform, facing the mountains below.

Looking at the scene in front of them, many of the older generations were thinking, when did the Sword Guts Realm also have such strength, and did they, the old guys who have practiced for hundreds of years, all cultivate to dogs?

The two flying swords collided, and the tips of the needles were pointed at Mai Mang.

The clouds were against the shadow of the mountains.

The scene, as if the mountains were floating on the clouds, was beautiful and spectacular.

Bang bang!

The two flying swords that collided let out a violent roar, and the clouds and mountain phantoms were directly shattered, and the ferocious waves of qi instantly spread outward, like ripples on the water surface, pushing outward.

A strong wind swept across the gimbal.

The veils on the faces of the female disciples of Empty Mist Peak were all lifted away, and everyone's robes were even more hunting.

At the bottom of the mountain.

Those disciples who did not have the opportunity to discuss the sword on the cloud platform had been looking up at the sword light and the roaring sky for a long time, although there were clouds blocking them, they could not see the detailed scene above, but this did not hinder their curiosity and longing.

When the clouds suddenly disappeared, the sky was filled with countless sword boats and stone platforms.

And above these sword boats and stone platforms, the terrifying sight of clouds colliding with mountains stunned them.

Subsequently, a huge roar spread throughout the mountains, startling countless spirit birds and spirit beasts.

Over the gimbal.

The colliding flying swords instantly collapsed.

Ning Baifeng's flying sword fell swiftly, passed through the cloud platform, and smashed into the sword pool at the bottom of the mountain, like a boulder falling into the pool water, setting off huge waves.

But Pei Qianshan made an amazing move at this time.

His flying sword flew diagonally upward, and Pei Qianshan actually directly used his body technique to chase after it, wanting to intercept the flying sword.

Perhaps he was too anxious, his body position was a little off, and the flying sword hit him directly.

And the location is exactly the belly qi sea!

All those who practice qi and become babies are all in the abdomen qi sea, and if the qi sea is violently attacked, the consequences will be unimaginable.

At this time, the flying sword was flying so violently that it was obviously impossible to achieve the transformation of virtual and real.

Pei Qianshan bumped into it like this, and the result was ......

Zuo Ci's face immediately changed greatly, and he was about to rescue immediately, but it was too late, and the moment he raised his hand, he seemed to think of something and stopped abruptly.

Ning Baifeng ignored the falling flying sword and stood on the stone platform, watching the flying sword crash into Pei Qianshan's belly.

Hit by this huge force, Pei Qianshan's figure directly retreated hundreds of zhang and landed on a stone platform in the distance.

Ning Baifeng didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, because he felt that something was wrong.

It's not like how an abdomen qi sea should react when attacked.

Once on the snail boat, he once poked Liu Dashi's Jin Dan with a stick.

He still remembers it.

There was an explosion in the body, and the vomiting of blood did not stop.

However, Pei Qianshan in front of him, not to mention the explosion in his body, did not even show signs of vomiting blood.

There was an eerie silence on the gimbal.