The virtual and the real are phased, and there is no doubt about the natal thing.

The Elder was incredulous.

The white-clothed young man on the opposite side was only in the sword guts realm, and he was sure of this.

The Sword Guts Realm can have its own natal flying sword, which is a little unimaginable.

Is the Tongming Sword Body really so magical?

Ning Baifeng ignored the exclamation of the ruling elder.

With a flick of the sword finger in his right hand, the bridge in the bamboo tube behind him flew out in the rain, and he held it with one hand.

The mockery on Elder Discipline's face gradually receded, and his expression began to become serious.

A sword cultivator with a natal flying sword, no matter how low the realm is, cannot be taken lightly.

Even if you are in the Sword Pill Realm, you can't take it lightly, and if you are not careful, you will turn the tables.

Jian Xiu is the best at crossing the border to kill enemies, he knows this very well.

Ning Baifeng held his sword and said, "Before killing me, can you tell me what you want to do?"

Elder Deacon slowly calmed down, looked at him, and said, "I want to distract myself from talking to myself, it seems that you have learned a lot of wild cultivation skills in the past few years outside the mountain. However, it didn't work......"

At this moment, the sword light flashed.

Ning Baifeng raised his sword eyebrows, and a spark bloomed three feet in front of him.

In the bright three-story building, the appearance of sparks, although abrupt, is not dim.

The spark had not yet gone away, and two more sparks were lit up again.

There are one, two, and three, and there will be an infinite number.

Dense sparks flickered through the room and gradually spread outward.

A corner of the café by the window was suddenly missing, the painting on the wall was split in half, and a small mark appeared on a huge vase.

Subsequently, the contents of the house were gradually cut to shreds under the spread of sparks.

The two people standing in the room did nothing, quietly staring at each other.

Bang.

A cut appears in the wall on the right.

Elder Ruling Law's face became gloomy, and he said, "The Tongming Sword Body is really extraordinary, but you are only in the Sword Courage Realm, and you are still far from the Sword Pill, so you still have to die!"

The tinkling sound in the house was like a torrential rain, and the sound of speech still came clearly into Ning Baifeng's ears.

At the same time, there are more and more cuts in the walls of the house.

The figures of the two looked a little mottled under the sparks.

Ning Baifeng's expression was calm, and he said, "It's a pity that you are already old. ”

Elder Ruling Law was indeed very old, but Ning Baifeng was not only talking about his body, but also the sword pill in his body.

The reason for this statement is that although the sword of the ruling elder is fast, it is also limited in speed.

With his current state, he didn't feel any pressure to resist, and he could even fight back.

The first crack in the wall just now was caused by the impact of the flying sword of the Elder Discipline.

The Elder was furious.

Although Ning Baifeng said that he was old, he didn't mean to be sarcastic.

But it was this calm statement that made him extremely angry.

He is indeed old, so he needs to break through the realm and enter the sword blank, otherwise death awaits him.

And the last time he was kicked out of the mountain gate, it was tantamount to a death sentence for him, so he tried every possible way to return to the mountain.

Even if it is detrimental to the interests of Shanmen, he will not hesitate to do it!

The Elder Ruling Law looked a little hideous, and together with the sword technique in his hand, he shouted angrily: "Old Sword Yuli!"

Suddenly, the sparks in the house were even more abundant.

The third floor of the Huiyuan Pavilion was gradually disintegrated, but before the beams and roof tiles fell, they were shattered by sparks.

Due to the prohibition shrouded, a ball of debris and sparks appeared on the third floor of the Huiyuan Pavilion.

Two figures could be seen standing in the middle.

Violent fluctuations of vitality spread to the street, and many passing cars stopped one after another, lifted their curtains, and looked at the huge ball on the tall building.

Ning Baifeng looked at the old man opposite and slowly took a step forward.

The two of them fighting with flying swords like this seems to be easy, but in fact they are extremely dangerous, and if they are not careful, they may be killed by a single blow of the flying sword.

But such a long confrontation was not what Ning Baifeng wanted, even if he could win the law elder, it would not be worth the loss for him.

Although the sword element in the body is abundant, it still takes a lot of time to replenish it after consumption.

This is very detrimental to what is to be done next.

So, he intends to do it quickly.

The Sword Guts Realm is facing the Sword Pill Realm, and he plans to fight quickly, no matter how you look at it, it looks a bit like a joke.

If he had just entered the sword gall, Ning Baifeng would not dare to say that he had such confidence.

But when rushing from Qingdu to Huiyuanshan, Ning Baifeng had a fight with Yuantai.

As a result, with their physique, the two were almost evenly matched.

Even though Ning Baifeng fell in the end, it was because Yuantai's turtle shell was too hard, but Yuantai was still shocked.

Now that he has been practicing in Huiyuan Mountain for so long, the sword gall in his body has been washed by the sword qi of the sword pool, which is no longer what it used to be, and if he is given another two years, it will not be a problem to break into the sword gall.

Now that he can stop the flying sword of the ruling elder, the rest is naturally to raise the sword and kill people.

Almost at the moment when Ning Baifeng took a step forward, the Elder of the Law Enforcement Heart was alarmed.

It is true that he is old and frail, but his sense of fighting is not old.

In an instant, he dodged out.

Almost as soon as he retreated, a black sword stabbed the remnant's head.

Ning Baifeng was not surprised by the failure of this blow.

Even if the other party is aging, he is still a sword cultivator in the Sword Pill Realm.

Immediately afterwards, the two fought frantically in the chaotic ball on the roof of the building.

......

......

The carriages on the street outside the building gathered more and more, and many of them were ordinary people, how could they have seen such a miraculous situation.

The guy who returned to the Yuan Pavilion ran out and stood on the street, looking up at the two figures fighting in the ball, dumbfounded.

Others don't know what this is, but he knows it clearly.

The old immortal master who came last year actually got into a fight with the new immortal master.

That's how it can be good.

At this time, a team of patrol soldiers quickly arrived here.

The man was awakened by the footsteps of the soldiers, and immediately rushed to the hall, shouting, "Shopkeeper, it's not good......

After the leader of the soldiers patrolling the city saw the situation clearly, his face changed greatly, and he immediately shouted to his subordinates: "Go and report quickly, there is something going on on Xuanhe Street in the east of the city, and you need to help the dragon!"

The soldiers immediately galloped away.

The shopkeeper of Huiyuan Pavilion ran to the street, and when he saw the situation on the third floor, his face also changed greatly.

Unlike his buddy, he was a disciple of the outer sect of Huiyuan Mountain, and since there was no hope of a breakthrough, he chose to become a deacon in the peripheral industry.

The shopkeeper has been working here for decades, so naturally he will not be so alarmed.

The guy asked anxiously, "Shopkeeper, what should I do now?"

The shopkeeper pondered for a moment and said, "Wait!"

The guy was a little incredulous, "Wait?"

The shopkeeper said: "Whoever wins, whoever is in charge here, we are obedient." ”

The guy opened his mouth wide and couldn't speak.

Although he was waiting, the shopkeeper looked at it for a while, seemed to think of something, and ran back to the museum.

A moment later, a letter sword came from the small house in the backyard of the Huiyuan Pavilion. Soaring into the sky.

......

......

Elder Deacon's face was a little pale.

Such a rapid rush to engage in battle was a great drain on him.

It's not just the vitality, it's also the body.

When you are old, you will always be weak, and those who practice are no exception.

But the young man in white who constantly fights with him is simply a monster.

When you hit the other person with your sword fingers or fists, it feels like it doesn't hurt.

The opponent's sword stabbed into his body, although it did not pierce his body, but it made him miserable.

At this time, the ruling elder's robe had already been torn into tattered strips of cloth, and there were also many gaps in the inner robe.

After Ning Baifeng resisted another hard blow on his chest, he slashed at the old man's head with a sword.

However, the Elder Rector repelled with a single blow.

A sword missed, and Ning Baifeng did not pursue, but stopped.

The Elder Commander didn't wait for the pursuit, although he was a little surprised, but the rare respite made him secretly relieved.

Ning Baifeng said: "I can spare you from dying, the condition is to tell me what you want to do." ”

The voice was calm, and there was no trace of tiredness.

Elder Discipline's eyes moved slightly.

If you say

Before the fight, he was still sure to kill the other party.

Now it seems that not only can it not be killed, but it is even very likely to be killed by the law.

Is he too weak, or is this kid too strong?!

He thought for a while and said, "Do you think it's important to Dingjian Pavilion or is it important to return to Yuanshan?"

Ning Baifeng's brows tightened.

This question may seem idiotic, but it is actually a bit subtle.

The two were originally one, but now they are asked separately, which obviously means something else.

Ning Baifeng realized something and said, "It turns out that you want to split up. ”

Elder Deacon glanced at him appreciatively and said, "The Sword Pavilion has been raised by Hui Yuan Mountain for countless years, but there is no benefit in the slightest, and even the world only knows Ding Sword Pavilion, but does not know Hui Yuan Mountain. Why?"

"I'm not afraid to tell you, more than half of the disciples support Hui Yuanshan to claim to be a sect, I think you might as well join us, there is no need to follow the Sword Pavilion to kill yourself. ”

While the two were talking, the sparks in the ball never stopped.

The pieces of wood and stone tiles that had been chopped into pieces were gradually twisted into finer pieces.

At this time, he still wanted to be a lobbyist, and Ning Baifeng felt that it was a little good

Ning Baifeng looked at the ruling elder and said, "There are still many disciples in the Sword Pavilion, and there are even pavilion masters, you are asking for your own death. ”

Elder Ruling burst out laughing.

"When Huan Jun is out of the customs, such a waste pavilion master will die sooner or later!"

Ning Baifeng was slightly startled.

However, at this moment, Elder Discipline's eyes lit up.

Countless invisible blades pierced the head of the white-clothed young man.

Ning Baifeng only felt that his body sank, the back of his head was like being hit hard, and his head instantly fell forward.

Sword intent attack.

Such a method can be called the stunt of the Sword Pavilion.

The Elder of the Ruling Law said so much, and then threw out the most powerful news, in order to relax the mind for this moment.

The moment the white-clothed young man fell forward, one of the sparks in the air suddenly extinguished.

A sword light flew swiftly and stabbed at the white-clothed youth.

A sneer tugged at the corner of Elder Discipline's mouth.

No matter how strong the Sword Courage Realm is, he will still die under his sword intent attack.

Since the fierce battle with the young man in white, he has seen that he is indeed weak, and if he continues to fight, he will really die.

But at the moment when the young man gave up the pursuit, he remembered an incident in the peach forest.

Zuo Ci's sword intent was suppressed, so that Ning Baifeng couldn't move at all.

Even though his own sword intent attack is not strong, it is definitely a big killer against the sword gall realm that does not know how to attack with sword intent.

The Elder seemed to have seen it.

The image of a flying sword piercing through the skull, blood splattering everywhere.

At a certain moment when the young man in white fell forward, the bamboo hat above his head exploded into crumbs.

The Elder Rejoiced.

However, the next scene made him unforgettable.

Behind the blown bamboo hat, the body of the young man in white leaning forward suddenly disappeared.

The ruling elder wanted to move, but found that his body was a little disobedient, even his head couldn't move, and even his eyebrows were a little cold.

In his sight, a black sword that was mottled with rust and had not yet opened was left in front of him.

Looking ahead along the black blade, a young man in white stood four feet away.

This black sword was held in the hand of the young man in white.

His gaze fell on the face of the young man in white, and the other party's expression was calm, as if he had not been attacked by the sword intent at all.

The Elder was incredulous, but his vision became blurred and eventually plunged into darkness.

Ning Baifeng drew his long sword.

The Elder fell to the ground on his back, a narrow bright red crack at the center of his eyebrows.

Blood seeped out of his body, staining his mottled white hair red.

The ball on the roof of the building shattered, and the fine debris fell suddenly.

On the street and in the backyard, it rained debris.

Ning Baifeng's long hair flew away, and his sword eyebrows moved slightly

The sword flew back, scurryed into his sleeve, and vanished.

He turned, sword in hand, and looked across the roof.

A woman in a red embroidered robe sat on the eaves, knocking melon seeds and swaying her white calves.

Obviously, she was watching a play.

However, this scene has ended.

Therefore, she looked at the young man in white and smiled smartly.