Wu Heng smiled slightly, and greeted him with a knife, obviously the momentum was extremely slow, but the knife light veins flowed, like a cold river in winter, and the flowing water was faintly visible under the thick ice, and the river water was not condensed, and the cold air to the bones came to his face, Yang Ning suddenly felt that his thunderous knife seemed to be frozen by the cold, just when the knife in his hand was slightly frustrated, Wu Heng's knife light rose up, counterattacked, and the knife condensed more agile and elegant, just like the snow on the river.

The sound of "dang" entered the ear, the two knives connected, Yang Ning was shocked by Wu Heng's knife and took two steps back, and his eyes couldn't help flashing with horror, just now he deliberately wanted to avoid the real and the virtual, and didn't want to compete with Wu Heng for internal strength, but the power of Wu Heng's knife was unpredictable, external movement and internal condensation, but Wu Heng took advantage of it, if it wasn't for Wu Heng deliberately suppressed the internal force, but this knife could already hurt himself.

Only in his stunned moment, Wu Heng had already made a knife again, Yang Ning calmed down, and he almost missed a knife, knowing that he was sitting in a well and watching the sky after all, after all, because Wu Heng's reputation was not as prominent as the four great masters, he still despised this sword master who had been famous for many years, and he no longer dared to attack with all his strength at the moment, but relied on the "thousands of miles and one line" body method to come and go, and the single knife in his hand wandered around, waiting for the opportunity to attack.

Wu Heng was slightly sunny, and didn't pay attention to Yang Ning's avoidance of war, just used his sword technique to his heart's content, and the sword light in the martial arts hall flowed, sometimes condensed like a cold river, sometimes ethereal like flying snow, sometimes a knife or even revealed these two kinds of strange meanings, Yang Ning could feel that this snow knife light revealed endless loneliness and loneliness, the longer the time, the stronger this feeling became, I only felt as if I was trapped in the middle of the flowing cold river snow shadow, and Wu Heng's indifferent voice came from my ears: "This way of knife technique is called Hanjiang snow fishing." ”

Although Yang Ning was impressed by this endless flow and infinite knife technique, he was unruly in his temperament, how could he be willing to be caught, the knife swirled, like a wheel, and instantly cut off the condensed water and flying snow around him, and broke out of the cocoon. Wu Heng did not pursue, raised his knife and said with a smile: "Okay, if you don't draw a knife and cut off the water, you can't break this way to the cold river to fish for snow." ”

Yang Ning said respectfully: "Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, I also understand this, if the predecessors pursue, I will inevitably fall into the siege again." ”

Wu Heng didn't think it was wrong, but just shook his head with a chuckle and said: "If you break through the siege, this king has already been defeated, how can there be any reason to pursue, take this king's 'return wind and dancing snow'." As he spoke, the knife shattered, and Yang Ning suddenly felt that his eyes were full of snow, swaying with the wind, and the pieces of snowflakes circled back and forth, rushing to his face, shaking his wrist and making a knife, and turning a single knife into a horse, crushing the snowflakes like weaving flying snow, but the snowflakes just became more and more fine, but they never retreated.

Yang Ning fought back with a knife, not seeking merit, only seeking no fault, but he watched Wu Heng's knife technique with his eyes wide open, if he encountered danger, he relied on his body to avoid it, and Wu Heng did not want to kill Yang Ning, so even if Yang Ning was a little negligent, it was just that Wu Heng's knife light cut through his clothes and cut off a few hairs. This way the knife technique has made more than a dozen moves, Yang Ning can already start to fight back, Wu Heng appreciates in his heart, the knife momentum is gradually changing, the snow is getting more and more urgent, only a white snow light is seen in the hall, and the rapid and fierce offensive is like a piercing wind, without Wu Heng to speak, Yang Ning has already said loudly: "This is the 'Shuofeng Flying Snow'", his tone was full of excitement.

Wu Heng said with a smile: "Exactly, the return wind and snow and the wind and snow are two ways of swordsmanship in the same vein, if you can take the back wind and snow, the wind and the snow must not be difficult for you." ”

Yang Ning almost scolded when he heard this, these two knife techniques are indeed connected, but the knife intent is very different, the wind and snow are beautiful and elegant, but they are pervasive, just like the cold of the winter in the south of the Yangtze River, when you find out, it has penetrated into the bone marrow, and the wind and snow are fierce and fierce, and they can be destroyed in an instant, how can it be the same, but fortunately, he has seen Duan Yue use these two knife techniques, although the realm is far apart, but the vein of the knife technique is the same after all, so Yang Ning can still cope with it freely.

Wu Heng also had the heart to win, and said coldly: "Look at this king's trick 'Yuanmen Dusk Snow'." As soon as the words fell, the knife technique became heavy and heavy, although the snow intent became heavier and heavier, but there was no agility of Fang Cai, but the infinite murderous aura came out of the knife momentum, layer by layer within a radius of several zhang, but a few moves, this empty martial arts hall has been shrouded in a solid and piercing cold killing machine, Yang Ning only felt that when he used his single knife, it seemed to be struggling in the stagnant mud, and the biting cold killing machine made him almost unable to breathe freely.

Yang Ning broke off with a drink, the sword light broke through the air, his temperament was originally unruly, this powerful pressure inspired him to be unyielding in his heart, this knife was actually invincible, Wu Heng saw the knife like a white rainbow through the sun, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He didn't want to fight Yang Ning to the death, so he just retreated after a few tricks, and at this time, there was a little warmth in the martial arts hall, and the endless pressure and killing machine gradually faded. However, Yang Ning was already sweating through his clothes, his face was pale, and his breathing was short, and it was obvious that this knife had almost exhausted his strength. However, Wu Heng was also amazed in his heart, if Yang Ning was not injured, even if he used all his strength, I am afraid that he would be broken by this kid. With a flash of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Duan Yue, who was standing at the door of the hall, was already leaning on the door of the hall at this moment, his face was gloomy, and he sighed lightly in his heart, the southern Xinjiang base is thousands of miles away, and there are countless talents, but he can't find a successor who can fully grasp the essence of the Liexue Sword Technique, but this disciple of the Martial Arts Sect who claims to be Xu Zijing obviously has not cultivated the sword technique, and Fang Cai's sword has already exhausted the essence of the tragic sword intent, how can it not make him feel melancholy.

Wu Heng had this in mind, he was originally going to demonstrate the knife technique of "Xiaoxue Chuqing" next, but he couldn't do it at the moment, seeing that Yang Ning's chest had gradually subsided, he knew that he had recovered his strength, and said abruptly: "The next knife is called 'June Flying Frost', which is one of the most powerful knife techniques of this king, Zijing should be careful." With his words, Yang Ning only felt a flower in front of him, and in an instant, there was a snow shadow in front of him, but what shocked Yang Ning inexplicably was that the snow shadow was full of tragic and desolate meaning, and there was endless hatred and pathos, and in the snow light, there seemed to be traces of blood and light flowing. Yang Ning gritted his teeth, sacrificed his life and swung his knife to pounce, and slashed eighteen knives in a row, one knife was as fast as a knife, and one knife was as ruthless as a knife, but he didn't care about his own safety, only attacking and not defending, and a deafening sound suddenly sounded in the hall, continuously, just like a flowing spring waterfall falling on a huge rock. When the snow shadow dispersed, Yang Ning's body also fell to the ground like a broken kite, Yang Ning only felt that the qi and blood in his chest were surging, and his brain was dizzy for a while, and it took a while to finally calm down, and he couldn't help but raise his head and look at Wu Heng.

Wu Heng was standing in the center of the hall, standing with a knife, but he was facing the sky on his back, and the expression on his face was extremely sad and indignant, Yang Ning was stunned, and was hesitating, Wu Heng's indifferent voice came from his ears: "This knife is called 'June Flying Frost', Zou Yan is in prison, June Flying Frost, how can there be fairness in this world!"

This knife is a knife technique created by him because of the anger in his heart when he heard that the lord of Huofeng County was forced to marry into the royal family, although he and the county lord of Huofeng are in Yanyun, one is located in southern Xinjiang, one is behind the gate, and the other is from a humble background, but they have a similar situation, he can pacify southern Xinjiang, naturally he has exhausted his efforts, and it is not easy for the lord of Huofeng County to win the heartfelt love of his proud soldiers. Since 70 years ago, there was a dispute over the succession of the previous dynasty, and there were countless civil and military officials involved, and when the throne was set, the national strength had been greatly damaged. It wasn't until the lord of Huofeng County rode out of Yanmen at the age of sixteen with 5,000 irons, and moved to the grassland for more than two months, killing the grassland with a river of blood, and breaking the conspiracy of Hu Rongkou to plunder the northern frontier, which revitalized the majesty of ****, and it is precisely for this reason that the county lord of Huofeng can preside over the military and political affairs of Youji as a woman.

It was also that journey of thousands of miles that made the Lord of Huofeng County get acquainted with Yue Qiuxin, the suzerain of Cuihu, Yue Qiuxin was already the leader of the Central Plains martial arts at that time, and I don't know where to learn the intention of the Lord of Huofeng County to go out of the decisive battle, and he went to help with a single sword.

It's a pity that the world is impermanent, because of the ambition of dominating the world, Yang Wei, who has been called the emperor, and the most powerful feudal town in the world had a bloody battle, which destroyed too many things, the unswerving infatuation of life and death, the friendship of sharing weal and beg, and the confidence of the princes of the world in the royal family. Before that, Wu Heng actually didn't have excessive ambition in his heart, he was already satisfied with being able to win a hereditary throne, as long as the conditions were right and the environment permitted, he didn't mind giving up the power in his hands, but the drastic changes in Youji made him no longer have any illusions. He was even more indignant about what happened to the Lord of Huofeng, such a heroine who didn't let her eyebrows go, but ended up with broken wings, how could he not be angry. For this reason, although he understood that the actions of the Sect Master of Cuihu were also forced to do so, Wu Heng still had a mustard in his heart, so he would be perfunctory to Yan Zishuang's words. This "June Flying Frost" is the knife technique he created with the grief and indignation in his heart, and the power is so great that it is only under the sword technique of "Fierce Snow Nameless".

It's just this kind of thought, Wu Heng is inconvenient to say casually, coupled with the recent crises inside and outside the Youji, it must be that the Yang and Tang families refuse to stop, and the fairy on the lake who is not forgotten in their hearts must also be involved, these troubles have already made Wu Heng's heart very heavy, and today by trying the knife, he made the "June Flying Frost" come out, but he failed to sweep away the troubles in his heart, but felt more and more gloomy and sad.

However, Wu Heng is not an ordinary person after all, but for a moment, he has calmed down, looking sideways at the young man who is sitting on the ground, his clothes are broken, blood marks are faintly visible, and he is a young man who bows his head and is silent, Wu Heng is apologetic in his heart, but it is a little excessive, he almost forgot to keep his hand, and said a little apologetically: "Zijing is okay, but this king missed, presumably you can't fight anymore, this knife is 'Xiaoxue Chuqing', you have to look at it." After saying that, the light of the knife in his hand flowed, just like the bright appearance after the snow, the cold of this knife gradually disappeared, but there was the warmth of the earth's rejuvenation, and all the hidden killing opportunities were hidden. Yang Ning raised his head and looked at the shining knife shadow in a daze, the knife momentum in Wu Heng's hand changed, and it was even more charming.

Although these two knives make them gorgeous, Yang Ning sees them in his eyes, but they are different, his cultivation in the martial arts is already very deep, and Wu Heng deliberately makes it extremely slow, so he can naturally see the power of this knife technique, and under the thought in his heart, these two tricks are more dangerous than the "June Flying Frost", but it is often too late to find out. It's just that his temperament is unwilling to admit defeat, if others get this opportunity, they will definitely carefully watch this peerless sword technique, but he is thinking about how to fight the enemy in his mind. This is actually more dangerous than the competition of real knives and real guns, if it is a real knife, if it is invincible, it can be avoided, but when it is a competition in his mind, it is only a success if he breaks the opponent's tricks, Yang Ning meditated hard, and only felt that the knife technique he knew was a mess in his mind, but he couldn't think of any way to crack Wu Heng's knife technique, and he only thought about it for a moment, and he felt dizzy.

Although Yang Ning is stoic, but after all, he is only a seventeen-year-old boy, Yueyanglou woke up from a big dream, and there is still the hatred of mother and son in his heart, but he met Luo Chengyu again, and listened to the bloody battle of Tao Pavilion, which not only seriously injured his body, but also caused him to suffer a heavy blow to his soul, coupled with the bitter battle of the peace smoke almost ending up, and the whipping that almost made him lose his anger, this kind of incident made his soul broken, almost scarred, under the persecution of Wu Heng's wonderful knife technique, Yang Ning tried his best to think about the trick to crack, at this moment, it was like a tight bowstring broken from it, Yang Ning's mind could no longer maintain clarity, The boundless killing intent and hatred invaded the originally frozen heart in an instant, and unconsciously, there was a touch of blood red in the eyes, but no one noticed it.

Almost when Wu Heng's long knife drew the last petal of Hanmei, Yang Ning stood up and swung the knife straight up, this knife was fierce and vicious, the sword light was like a rainbow, and the streamer burst out, with the peerless body of the Martial Arts Sect, Yang Ning seemed to incarnate tens of millions, leaving a string of illusory figures around Wu Heng, and what was even more jaw-dropping was that Yang Ning and these illusory shadows together had faintly formed a Qiankun formation that secretly combined the number of gossip, and actually trapped Wu Heng in it.

Wu Heng's heart was shocked, the long knife in his hand turned into snow shadows and clouds, protecting his body like an iron wall, this is the most heavily defended "Snow Hugging Blue Pass" in his sword technique, countless agitated crashing sounds sounded in the air, the sound was piercing, the Gangfeng knife qi flew in all directions, and the entire martial arts hall seemed to tremble.

"Dangdangdang", the hall sounded like a golden jade sound one after another, Wu Heng's eyesight was like electricity, and several knives were slashed at the single knife in Yang Ning's hand, and it was deliberately slashed in the same position, the ordinary steel knife in Yang Ning's hand could not withstand the sharpness of the treasure knife, and the skill was not as good, and the "Zheng" sound was actually broken from it. But Yang Ning was not discouraged in the slightest, the cold light in his eyes burst out, a cold and cruel smile appeared on his face, he held the broken knife and swung it hard, hitting the tail of the front half of the cutting knife, and the half of the frost blade shot out, like a meteor electric rainbow piercing through the heavy snow shadows, slashing towards Wu Heng's neck, but his own figure suddenly turned, and in a blink of an eye, he had reached Wu Heng's back, and the knife light was swallowing, only lingering between Wu Heng's back.

Wu Heng laughed angrily, changed the knife with one hand to hold the knife with both hands, and slashed out with a knife almost without any tricks, shooting down the broken knife that slashed to the neck, without any intention of stopping, and then turned around and took out the knife, and slashed at Yang Ning head, the white sword qi and snow shadow converged into a dragon scroll, the uncertain knife was like a fire burning in the snow, and the violent flames were cold and slaughtering, and the tragic momentum quickly flooded all the corners of the martial arts hall, and the knife was furious with a freezing chill, no one would doubt that Wu Heng had the intention of beheading Yang Ning under the knife。

Duan Yue, who was watching the battle on the side, was already dazed, with his cultivation, it was not easy to insist on seeing it now, originally he still admired in his heart, Yang Ning was able to support it until now, and even counterattacked, but Yang Ning's last knife with killing intent made him frown, he was also a master of the younger generation, and naturally saw that Yang Ning was no longer a martial arts test, but wanted to kill Wu Heng, although so, but Wu Heng's ruthless knife made his heart tremble, after all, he was a general and not a pure martial artist, thinking of Yang Ning's special identity, and the envoy of Youji who would arrive at some point, if Wu Heng killed him like this, so many later moves could not be used, and finally couldn't help but shout with all his might: "The king's subordinates are merciful." ”

If Wu Heng did not hesitate with this knife, he was afraid that Yang Ning would inevitably die under the knife, Yang Ning's condition was not the best, not to mention that Wu Heng's cultivation was above him, but Wu Heng almost at the same time as the knife, he also thought of Yang Ning's identity, and he was a little hesitant in his heart, when he heard Duan Yue's shout, Yang Ning was attacking with a knife, Wu Heng clearly saw Yang Ning's blood-red and angry eyes, and his heart moved, and his subordinates slowed down slightly.

The master has made a move, and there is often only a thin line between victory and defeat, Wu Heng's hand is slow, and naturally shows a little flaw, but Yang Ning, who is on the verge of despair under the pressure of the sword qi, has a flash of inspiration in his heart at this moment, the scene he saw with his own eyes in the Qifeng Palace coincides with the moment in front of him, and at the moment of life and death, he actually thought about the knife completely. didn't have the heart to think about it, Yang Ning's hand interrupted the knife and slashed out, the first half of the move was peaceful and calm, but the second half of the move was a sudden burst of wind and clouds, just like a fierce beast that had been tamed for a long time suddenly revealed its hideous appearance, just like the calm sea, suddenly huge waves were monstrous, the knife was as majestic as a mountain, as unrestrained as the waves, and the snow dragon knife shadow that rushed to the face was entangled.

Wu Heng was already hesitant in his heart, coupled with the power of the second half of this knife to awaken his memory, as soon as the battle intent disappeared, the sword light in his hand was suddenly shattered, and the snow shadows fell one after another, like the scales that fell after the jade dragon was seriously injured. "When" a huge earthquake, all the sword light dissipated in an instant, even the scattered sword qi Gangfeng, is also without a trace, in the center of the martial arts hall, only Wu Heng and Yang Ning two knives intersect, Yang Ning only has a half-cut knife in his hand, and the long knife in Wu Heng's hand is five feet long, the strength of the situation can be seen at first sight, but Yang Ning looked proud, Shenyu magnanimity did not show a trace of weakness, and Wu Heng, who was already angry with killing intent, was stunned at the moment, the two looked at each other, and no one attacked again.

Yang Ning's eyes at this moment are already as clear as ice, and all kinds of negative emotions in his heart have already been vented in this knife, although his clothes are torn, and the scattered black hair that has been soaked in sweat at some point has been shaved by the knife light, but there is no trace of chagrin in his expression, except for the slightly pale face showing a trace of abnormal redness, revealing signs of slightly aggravated internal injuries, the eyebrows are full of energy, and the original ordinary and delicate face is radiant at the moment.

Wu Heng's eyes were full of changes, first surprised, then confused, then suddenly, and then, it was already unfathomable, he stretched out his hand and took the broken knife from Yang Ning's hand, Yang Ning was almost unable to hold the knife, and he had no intention of resisting, allowing Wu Heng to take the broken knife, and then his body was shaky, and he simply sat on the ground desperately. Wu Heng put the long knife in his hand into the sheath, and said lightly to Duan Yue, who was standing at the hall door, his face was already bloodless, and his clothes and armor were fragmented: "You go out first, take a good look at what you have gained today, don't waste this opportunity." ”

When Duan Yue heard this, although he was still uneasy, he didn't have the power to think about it, and staggered out of the martial arts hall, and went to meditate on himself.

The moment the hall door closed, the expression on Wu Heng's face softened a lot, and he said with a smile: " This is Zijing, you only used half of the knife technique, there is only one person in this world who can use such a magic knife, over the years, Yang Yuan's cultivation must have made great progress, and he can already hide the edge in the plain, think that when his magic knife is suddenly used, it must be a strange peak protrusion, powerful in the world, worthy of the name of the grandmaster, this king is willing to bow down after all, your knife is also very good, if I am not sure that you are a disciple of Mr. Ximen, I am afraid that you will think that you are Yang Yuan's disciple. ”

Yang Ning looked up at Wu Heng and said happily: "That knife must be like this, although it may not be similar, but Shen Yun is at least five or six points similar, but it's really strange, I obviously remember not seeing the whole picture of that knife, why did I suddenly think about it?" Yang Ning naturally didn't know that when he was unconscious that day, there was still a period of time before he was completely unconscious, so he had actually seen all of Yang Yuan's knife in his eyes, but although the second half of the knife left a deep impression on his subconscious, it didn't make him recall it, if it weren't for Wu Heng's angry knife "Blazing Snow Nameless", which awakened his subconscious memory, I am afraid that he would never remember the whole picture of this knife in his life, but this truth is not known to the world.

Seeing that Yang Ning answered what he asked, Wu Heng couldn't help but smile bitterly, knowing that this young man didn't listen to his words at all, and his thoughts were still entangled in the sword technique, but Wu Heng couldn't answer his question, so he could only smile perfunctorily, and asked: "When did Master Ling compete with Yang Yuan, why did no one ever know about it, even if Master Ling was humble and forbearing, Yang Yuan didn't want to say more, but it was impossible not to leak any news?" He originally wanted to change the topic by asking this question, but as soon as the words came out, he also felt strange, and couldn't help but stare at Yang Ning's eyes, hoping to get some truth.

Yang Ning's eyes dimmed, four years ago, the sword king Yang Yuan and the hidden emperor Ximen Lie had an unknown duel in the Qifeng Palace on the grounds of competition. Although Yang Ning didn't understand the reason at the time, he could feel the killing intent on Yang Yuan's body, and he also knew that the decisive battle was closely related to him, otherwise even if it was a grandmaster-level duel, the master would not let himself watch from the sidelines, and even violated his mother's edict that he was not allowed to meet outsiders casually. And a few years later, Ping Yan's mention, coupled with the sudden enlightenment of his mind, Yang Ning has faintly known the truth of the decisive battle that day, if it weren't for the fact that Shizun forced his cousin to retreat, I am afraid that he is now involuntary.

At that time, Emperor Yang Dong's body gradually became inappropriate, and everyone in the court knew that Yang Dong might not live for three or five years, in this case, the royal family's action to win over Yang Ning became bigger, after all, controlling a teenager can affect the belonging of Youji, how could anyone not be tempted? If it weren't for this reason, how could Yang Yuan, who was originally in Chang'an retreat, quietly come to Luoyang. Although the victory and defeat were not scored that day, Yang Ning remembered that a few days after the war, Shizun's expression was gloomy, and he must have fallen behind, and now that he thinks about it, most of the fire robbery in Qifeng Palace was also Yang Yuan's intervention, if it weren't for this, how could his mother return to Youji under the escort of Shizun.

It's just that these things, he absolutely doesn't want to say it, although he no longer rejects his identity, but unless it is exposed in person, he doesn't want others to know, especially the person in front of him has an identity of a vassal king who is a separatist party, that is, no matter how ignorant he is, he also knows what the ambition technique is, so Yang Ning slightly moved his eyes to avoid Wu Heng's inquiring gaze, and replied: "The younger generation is not clear, presumably there is some agreement between Shizun and His Royal Highness King Yi, right?"

Wu Heng glanced at Yang Ning and knew that what he said was not true, but he was not annoyed, but smiled and said, "Regardless of this, Zijing, do you know why this king let you watch the Burning Snow Sword Technique?"

Yang Ning saw that he was no longer pursuing it, his heart was relieved, but he hesitated when he heard Wu Heng's question, even because he didn't understand the world, and he knew that he couldn't find it clear that Wu Heng was happy to see the hunt, but he couldn't think of how to answer, and his eyebrows couldn't help but have a look of annoyance.

Wu Heng didn't want to embarrass him, and said with a faint smile: "You may think that this king is just greedy for your sword skills, but this is to despise this king, originally this king's mind or even himself is not very clear, but at this moment he understands very well, Ling Shi is quite distant from you, except for passing on your martial arts, he rarely gets close to you, and some of your parents and relatives are very strong?"

Yang Ning couldn't help but sweat coldly when he heard this, looked at Wu Heng in a daze, and said in his heart, could it be that this person already knows my identity, otherwise how could he know it so clearly, there was a murderous intent in his heart, but it was hidden, and even his eyes became without a trace of emotion, just nodded silently.

Wu Heng didn't see through Yang Ning's thoughts, only said that his heart was gloomy, and he sighed: "Sure enough, Brother Ximen is really not a strange person, this king admires, when this king and Brother Ximen met, he found that there is a great conflict between his temperament and martial arts, although Brother Ximen's talent endowment is not a second person, but this natural conflict difference is the biggest hidden danger, if you meet an ordinary opponent, it is okay, if you meet a master of the same level, you will definitely show some flaws at a critical time, this line of flaws is the difference between life and death." Therefore, the master retreats to the world, does not seek to be famous in the world, it is really a last resort, when the king and the master learn martial arts, the master martial arts above me, but often stop at the critical time of victory and defeat, it is because of this natural flaw. I think Lingshi attaches great importance to the inheritance of your family, in order to carry forward the martial arts sect, it is necessary to choose a disciple whose qualifications, talents and temperament are very suitable, you have such achievements today, you must have started very early, but if you are too young, you can still see the advantages and disadvantages of the qualifications, but the temperament is unpredictable, and the master is deeply suffering, and he must not want the disciple to repeat the mistakes of the past. He chose you as a disciple, it must be because you have a strong and stoic nature, and your children are often cruel to their parents, so I guess Master Ling must have accepted you as an apprentice because of this. Zijing, you are stoic, ruthless, and have a natural strong temperament, you are really a rare descendant of the Martial Arts Sect, so it must be painstaking for the master to choose you as an apprentice. I think that the master will not want to affect you for the sake of your achievements, if you are usually alienated and indifferent to him, lest you be contaminated with his indisputable temperament, do you say that this king's guess is somewhat reasonable?"

Yang Ning only felt a huge shock in his heart, and he couldn't say a word, just looked at Wu Heng, his eyes were full of disbelief, and Wu Heng sighed again: " I see that the virtuous nephew is too arrogant, so I will know that you are afraid that you will be treated coldly when you were young, and you can't help but often hold a grudge in your heart, in fact, Lingshi does this, must want you to become a new generation of martial emperors, Lingshi is so painstaking, presumably the virtuous nephew does not understand, whether what I said today is right or wrong, but Lingshi to the virtuous nephew you must give public hope, if you can't revive the prestige of the martial arts sect, wouldn't you live up to the hard work of Lingshi. This king tried the knife with you today, but it is not all for nothing, the four great masters in the world, others are just that, only the sword king Yang Yuan, I am absolutely unconvinced, if this king can put down military and political affairs, concentrate on practicing the knife, may not be better than him one day, but this king knows that there is no such possibility, I can't let go of too many things. However, there are millions of soldiers and civilians in southern Xinjiang, and I can't pick out a disciple who can come out of the blue, and can fulfill the king's wish to challenge Yang Yuan. Today, I let you observe my sword intent, but it is for two reasons, first, this king sees that you have extraordinary qualifications in the sword technique, as a disciple of the martial arts sect, you will definitely challenge Yang Yuan in the future, I only hope that you can use the sword technique of this king at that time, and it can be regarded as the fulfillment of this king's wish, and second, I am worried that there is no good successor to the Liexue knife technique, I am afraid that it will eventually disappear without a trace, and it can pass on some essence to you, and it will be really lost in the future, and it will also leave some shadows for future generations to know. ”

Yang Ning's eyes wandered, it was as deep as a cold pool, for a long time, he leaned down and bowed, but he didn't say a word, there are some things, he would rather do than say it.

Wu Heng also understood his intentions, and didn't want him to feel burdened, so he smiled and said: "Zijing doesn't have to take it too seriously, this is just a little selfishness of this king, and it doesn't matter if it doesn't matter, this king is now a prince, why is there any need to get along with a martial artist? Maybe there are talents among the heirs and disciples of this king who can inherit this king's sword technique, but you don't have to pay too much attention to it." ”

Yang Ning understood that Wu Heng was unwilling to embarrass his mind, and he was grateful in his heart, and said respectfully: "Being able to see the prince's sword technique with his own eyes is already enough to comfort his life, and challenging the sword king is the obsession in the hearts of the younger generations, but the younger generations are self-aware, and now they are not qualified to challenge the four great masters in the world, but today they can see the essence of the fierce snow knife technique, and they will challenge the sword king in the future. It's not too early, and the juniors should go back to recuperate and recuperate, if they don't quickly understand the knife techniques they saw today, I'm afraid they will forget, and before the people come here, the juniors want to retreat for a while. ”

When Wu Heng heard the word "Youji", he suddenly felt extremely harsh, he originally wanted to use this young man's mind to fade at some point, hesitated for a moment, he looked at Yang Ning's dark and clear eyes, and said: "This king and the prince of Yan still have some friendship, if you are let go, although it is a little troublesome, but I think that the prince of Yan Wang should not have trouble because of this, Zijing, do you want to leave?" His tone was still a little hesitant, after all, handing over the assassin to Luo Chengyu was already a matter of decision, once Yang Ning was released, he was afraid that it would have a big impact, but at this moment Yang Ning was already a junior in his heart, which made him unbearable, after all, once Yang Ning fell into the hands of Luo Chengyu, life and death were uncertain after all.

Hearing this, Yang Ning's body trembled slightly, he lowered his head and thought for a moment, raised his head, his eyes were already very indifferent, and he said calmly: "The prince passed on the grace of the sword, and the younger generation has not repaid it, if you inherit the grace of life, I am afraid that there is no way to repay the kindness of the prince in this life, please forgive the younger generation for being rude, and I can't accept the kindness of the prince." ”

Hearing Yang Ning's answer, Wu Heng was stunned, and looked carefully, only to see that this young man had a temperament between his eyebrows, and he was as lofty and arrogant as the dragon and phoenix that had fallen into the mortal world, such a person would not have accepted the favor of others in vain and accepted his own knife, but because of his love for martial arts, and he also observed his own sword intent through fighting, thinking that if he really taught him seriously with the knife technique, he would not accept it easily, right?

With a long sigh in his heart, Wu Heng shook his head and said, "It's this king who has a lot of trouble, you can go." Yang Ning bowed again, then got up and walked out, his steps were very slow, although under Wu Heng's deliberate hand, his internal injuries did not worsen much, but almost all of his energy was exhausted on the last knife, Yang Ning at this moment was really difficult, but his heart was very relaxed. Wu Heng's words were not without temptation to him, although he was not afraid to go to Youji, and he was thinking about the double absolute entrusted to Luo Chengyu, but if he could go freely, it would be better than going as a prisoner after all, although he might not have the courage. But he could feel Wu Heng's hesitation, and understood that it might be a very difficult thing, and after a little thought, he finally gave up this rare opportunity, unwilling to accept Wu Heng's favor again.

I don't know how much time passed, Wu Heng, who was standing silently in the martial arts hall with his hands, heard Ning Sudao's voice in his ear: "Your Majesty, Prince Zijing has returned to the prison on his own, and he has no intention of escaping. Wu Heng didn't look back, he could hear the faint complaint in Ning Sudao's tone, hehe, he didn't order the guards to put shackles on the young man and send him back to prison, thinking that his henchmen and courtiers had already understood his connivance, Wu Heng showed a wry smile on his lips, that is, he wanted to open the net, but there were still people who refused to appreciate it.

After a moment, Wu Heng withdrew his smile and said coldly: " Pass the book to His Royal Highness the Seventh, let him carefully investigate who Yang Yuan, the king of Yi, has fought with over the years, Yang Yuan is a loyal minister of the Yang family, unless it is for the Yang family's affairs, he will never make a move easily, Ximen cut off the water is the old knowledge of this king, he does not like to fight by nature, since he duel with Yang Yuan, then he must also be an insider of the world's disputes, this king must know which side of the force he belongs to, the power of the martial arts sect can not be ignored, this matter must be banned, not allowed to be spread, except for this king, I don't want others to get the help of the martial arts sect。 ”

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Ning Sudao's eyes, and he said: "Luo Chengyu, the prince of King Yan, is very talented, if Prince Zijing falls into his hands, I am afraid that there may be five points that may lower Luo Chengyu, does the king still have to let it go? For the sake of safety, at least we must ensure that such a thing will not happen." ”

Wu Heng smiled faintly and said: "You don't have to worry about this, if there is still someone in this world who can subdue this rebellious young man, it is to let this king accept the land and submit to it, and this king is also willing, the dragon and phoenix in the sky, how can they be other people's subordinates." After that, his gaze became ethereal and distant, as if looking at the land north of the Yellow River and east of Taihang through the mountains of clouds.

Ning Sudao's heart shook slightly, as a subordinate of the King of Dian, he naturally didn't want Wu Heng to give birth to the heart of the land, and as soon as his eyes turned, he said with a smile: "Your Majesty, Madame heard that you and Zijing Gongzi were trying knives, and they were already waiting outside, and they didn't dare to trespass before they were summoned. ”

Wu Heng gathered all the thoughts in his heart, looked down, and sure enough, his body was messy, and his clothes had already been broken under the attack of knife qi, he hadn't been so embarrassed for a long time, thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile slightly bitterly, there was a place to bathe and change clothes after entering the martial arts hall, and I heard that the concubine was already waiting outside for the summons, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips, and nodded: "Please Madame, come in." Without waiting for Ning Sudao to react, he got up and walked inside. Ning Sudao breathed a sigh of relief, and also turned around and walked out of the martial arts hall to inform Mrs. Huang, who was looking forward to it.