Ning Shilai did not refuse, and stood with a sword.

Jiang Liuyun took out a snow-white silk handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the sword body of the Chaoyang Spirit Sword with great care, and seriously flicked the dust on the sword: "You are not your master, this sword is ......."

What are the words behind this sword?

Jiang Liuyun didn't say anything, he directly used his sword to say, for the disciples of Tingyu Pavilion, facing Ning Shi of the Sword Gate, they would not be polite, if they said the sword, they must be able to use the sword.

This sword has an incomparably strong sword aura, some of which are Jiang Liuyun's, and more of it is the spirit sword itself, Listening to the Rain Pavilion, who specializes in the way of the Yi sword, this sword is like a sword in Yiren. The spirit sword is like the rising sun, the morning sun is like the spirit sword, and the bright sword turns into a transparent light, falls in the dust, and pierces it. The power of this sword is even greater than what others look at, this is not a spirit sword at all!

This is a sword with a soul, it was the soul of a strong man before he was born, and he entered the sword after death, and it looked like the rising sun, but it was the light that urged life.

The people around him who knew how to do it were a little sour at the corners of their eyes, and they were a little sour from being stabbed by the light.

The rising sun symbolizes new life.

This sword is Tingyu Pavilion's expectation for the future of the sect.

Meng Bajiu was listening to the rain pavilion, the sword was broken like rain, and Guan Shanyue vomited blood to make Xian.

Luckily, with a coincidence, Yan Weike, who was the first elder, became the new pavilion master, but his wife Luo Jiutian was a distant relative of the great general Fei Nanhui.

In order to listen to the rain pavilion can live better.

The former cultivation sect began to gradually get closer to the Tang military, and Jiang Liuyun, as a closed disciple of the pavilion master, the resources and status of this cultivation rose up.

Actually, it's already very high.

With this sword, Jiang Liuyun exerted all his strength, although when he first saw Ning Shi three years ago, Ning Shi was a stinky boy who did not enter the stream, but three years have passed, and the ghost knows what Ning Shi has experienced.

Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

Jiang Liuyun was really careful, because he saw Ning Shi's eyes, very calm and indifferent eyes, as if there was no self in his eyes at all, and even the rising sun in his hand did not leave a trace in that eye.

This feeling made Jiang Liuyun very uncomfortable.

Very uncomfortable.

Something is wrong.

Then, with a blinding light, he fell into the darkness, and before the darkness, he saw a wooden sword, which he was sure was definitely a wooden sword, but a black wooden sword.

The moment the wooden sword touched the rising sun, it released a cloud of darkness.

Like a man-eating beast.

I ate the glare light in one bite.

Fang Cai blinked an eye and conceded it!

This time, it's another blink of an eye, and the light is gone!

Not only is the light gone, but even the glowing sword is gone......

Jiang Liuyun looked stunned, his thoughts lagged behind a lot, and he didn't seem to react, as if he was asking the other people at the banquet: "What's the matter? What about my light? What about my glowing sword?"

Jiang Liuyun, who was sluggish, didn't know which string was wrong, so he really asked: "Where is my sword?"

At this time, Ning Shi's wooden sword just stabbed in front of Jiang Liuyun's throat, and he wanted to see blood with a sword, but even he didn't expect that this young man with such a gorgeous appearance would ask such a stupid question, so stupid that he couldn't do it, as if he was bullying ...... Bullying fools!

Mu Jian patted Jiang Liuyun's face gently, Ning Shi didn't dare to exert his strength, he was really afraid of crying the other party, and it would not be beautiful.

A serious gift to Jiang Liuyun with a true answer: "Your sword?"

"I've been eaten. ”

"Blind or did you just blink?"

"This is not good, let's fight against sword cultivation, but we can't blink, didn't your master teach you?"

Jiang Liuyun looked at Ning Shi's eyes, and subconsciously blinked, feeling a chill permeating from his face, and then thought of something else: "You can't blink in a duel?

"Hate!"

"How could I blink at such an important moment!"

Jiang Liuyun grinned in annoyance, and then muttered, "Can Chaoyang spit it out for me?"

Ning Shi teased the child's mind and said, "Then you have to eat this night." ”

Ate the night?

Naturally, he was joking, but this one word attracted him a spark, and the spark fell on Ning Shi's wooden sword, and as soon as the wind blew, the wooden sword burned.

There are invisible mouths, gulps of devouring flames, and sparks that are constantly falling and burning.

The faster the wooden sword eats, the faster the spark falls, and soon it becomes a dense fire, more beautiful than a trick.

"It's a lot better than Fang Cai's show. ”

"Do you think the sword will be scorched?"

"I'm just curious about what's burning. ”

"Look there. ”

"Where?"

"Whoever knows fire best depends on whomever knows. ”

The powerful discussed quietly, and soon a cultivator pointed out the direction to them, and it was not easy to be an audience, tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve banquet, I felt that my eyes were not enough.

The owner of Mars understands fire, and has grown up by the stove since he was a child, with fire as his companion and furnace as his home. He hates people to defile the fire the most in his life, and hates people to destroy his family's furnace the most, he regards these two things as more important than life, he is old and decayed, but his name is very elegant and extraordinary, Feihe is his name, he is an orphan, and the furnace owner gave him the surname Yun.

Yun Feihe is the master of this Mars.

Why did he do it at this time?

Because he found the murderer of the night when the fire fish was lost, he personally went to explore the scene, and the killer destroyed the spirit sword of a disciple of the Shen family's sword furnace, and also killed these disciples with his own hands, and he felt the sword qi of the murder from the wound.

That breath is Ning Shi's sword qi, Jiang Liuyun's Chaoyang and the sword furnace disciple's spirit sword are the same end, and the murderer is naturally Ning Shi.

Murder pays for life.

This is a matter of course, Yun Feihe is not interested in playing any duel tricks with Ning Shi, his shot is a sneak attack, he is killing the murderer, and he is avenging the disciples of his family's sword furnace.

Revenge has nothing to do with morality, only life and death.

Therefore, Yun Feihe's eyes did not have the slightest emotional fluctuation, and the shot was even more crazy to death, where the spark fell, he was desperate.

An old man whose strength is half a step higher than that of Ning Shi's realm is desperate to sneak attack you, and he is still terrifyingly calm.

Ziyun Tower suddenly became enthusiastic.

As if to welcome this enthusiasm, even the dust in the air was ignited by the sparks, and the sparks splashed everywhere, and a teenager could be vaguely seen 'playing with fire'.

Ning Shi was playing with fire, and when he shouted that sentence and asked Luoyang City for advice, he was ready to play with fire. But this is not the first time he has experienced this kind of stimulation, in fact, he has been experiencing this kind of stimulation since he was very young, and following Meng Bajiu to experience a stimulation that is a hundred times more exciting than this stimulation.

In those exciting images.

Ning Shi has painted many paintings, or graffiti from his childhood.