Volume 15 Chapter 6

These horse thieves and the caravan guards are in a fierce battle, but suddenly such a fierce god appeared, even if it is fierce and abnormal, it is inevitable that the arrogance will be slightly reduced, those caravan guards suddenly get help, but they can't help but lift their spirits, several of them are following Yun Boss into the oasis, naturally have seen the power of Yang Ning and Pingyan, with their knowledge, although they can't judge the depth of the martial arts of this young man and woman, but they also know that it is extraordinary, seeing Yang Ning help, they can't help but be pleasantly surprised, and the offensive in their hands is even tighter, wanting to take the opportunity to let go of the horse thief in front of them。

Seeing this, Yang Ning frowned slightly, the number of horse thieves on his side was originally going to be less, if he killed a few more of these guards, wouldn't it be troublesome, under the movement of his heart, the sword momentum was as good as before, stabbing at the chest of a horse thief, but the left sleeve had swept towards the long knife of a guard. The guard only felt that the dark clouds flashed in front of him, and before he understood what was happening, the blade had already flown into the air, and his body was knocked to the ground by the great force, and when he struggled to get up, he saw a black shadow sweeping the battlefield like a ghost, and everywhere he passed, both sides of the war retreated, but most of their own people fell into a stumbling block, and the blades left their hands, and those horse thieves were already scattered after they fell, and their breath was completely gone, and what was especially terrifying was that those corpses were either a line of blood in the center of the eyebrows, or a little blood mark on the throat, and the people who killed them seemed unwilling to spend more than half their efforts, although such means were not as tragic as the flesh and blood flying, but it makes people feel endless chills from the bottom of their hearts.

Although these horse thieves who came to attack the camp were not the backbone of the Black Wolf Banner, they were also good hands in the desert for many years, even if they met a first-class master, they also had the power to fight, and they would never have imagined that they would be hit hard by this under the sword of a young man, and seeing their companions die silently under the sword, they couldn't help but be ferocious, and the person who led them let out a long howl, and they actually pounced on it regardless of it. The rest of the horse thieves also shouted again and again when they saw this, abandoned the opponent in front of them, and each held a sword to kill Yang Ning from all directions, although they were not strictly trained soldiers, but they often fought in formations, and they had their own tacit understanding when they joined forces, the sword light was like snow, and the sword qi was like a rainbow, like a net of heaven and earth, and Yang Ning's figure was also covered. Leave almost no gaps. If it were someone else, most of the caravan guards who were left behind would try their best to help, but this black-clothed boy behaved strangely, killing the horse thieves and attacking his own side at the same time, so these guards just looked at each other, and no one planned to come forward to help. However, in this way, it was exactly what Yang Ning wanted, he didn't want these guards to interfere with his move, he raised his head slightly, and his dark eyes seemed to be dyed snow by the cold light of the sword. At this moment, the long knife of the leader of the horse thieves was only half an inch away from his chest, but Yang Ning had no intention of fighting back. The Ning Qing Sword was even more submerged in his sleeve, and his brilliance was exhausted. Seeing that the young man in black was about to be slashed by a thousand knives, those caravan guards couldn't help but be in an uproar when they saw it, and a few guards who were a little closer to each other shouted and rushed forward, but they knew in their hearts that it was too late, and it was just a little bit of a task.

Seeing that the black-clothed young man who suddenly ran out of the beam was about to die under his own knife, the horse thief leader's eyes flashed with ecstasy, but at the moment when the blade touched his clothes, the black-clothed young man looked sideways. The eyes of the leader of the horse thieves suddenly met a pair of eyes that were as clear as snow. Although he was already in a desperate situation, the eyes of the young man in black did not have the slightest fear and despair, but instead revealed the edge of the world, and the eyebrows were even more arrogant and cold, and the leader of the horse thieves felt a palpitation in his heart. How rich his experience is, he has been on the edge of life and death all the year round, and his mind is even more sensitive, how can he not find it strange, but it has come to this. There is no room for manoeuvre. I had to grit my teeth and pour the last bit of my strength into the long knife. The sword light rose by half a point, and the intention of tearing the enemy's chest was obvious.

At the last moment, Yang Ning's right arm seemed to be motionless, but a touch of blue light had broken out of his sleeve, like the beginning of spring clouds, this sword was out of the way, even if the leader of the horse thieves was vigilant, he never expected Yang Ning to be so out of the sword, only to feel a pain in his heart, he had lost consciousness, and the long knife in his hand was suddenly shortened, but the tip of the knife was broken by Yang Ning's protective true qi in the moment of touching the body, but this situation fell in the eyes of others, but it was like losing both, those horse thieves are outlaws, where can they care about whether the leader is alive or dead, just take advantage of the situation to sword down, quite a sense of falling into the well, never leave half a point of life for the opponent。 However, all their reactions were expected by Yang Ning, and at such a time of life and death, he still smiled slightly, and the true qi of his left hand turned to show the "dragon capture hand" , A strong suction force dragged the corpse of the leader of the horse thieves in front of him, just right to cover the eyes of the thieves, the corpse of the leader naturally could not make these horse thieves slow down the knife, under the chaotic blade, the corpse was torn apart in an instant, but the broken corpse and bright red blood did not splash down as usual, as if containing an invisible force, the rain of broken flesh and blood exploded in all directions with Yang Ning as the center, and the dozen or so horse thieves who bore the brunt of the attack subconsciously closed their eyes, and at that moment, thousands of wisps of green light came into their eyes。

On the sand dunes, Pingyan alone faced the main force of horse thieves, many horse thieves formed a circle, erected torches, spears like forests, swords like snow, surrounded her, and many horse thieves on the periphery were ready to draw bows and blockade the escape road in the air. After the initial panic, these horse thieves in the middle of the elite have calmed down, and refused to fight with Pingyan, but adopted the tactics of hunting tigers and leopards with wolves, the main force besieged but not attacked, and the real confrontation with her was only a dozen people, and after the dead and wounded, they were replaced by another group of people, these small groups of horse thieves were strong, the battle formation was mature, and the tacit understanding was more difficult to deal with than ordinary first-class masters, and they were not afraid of death, and they were not afraid of death, and after killing thirty or forty people for Pingyan in a row, they were still one after another, and there was no cowardice to retreat. If it is an ordinary person, in this case, most of them want to forcibly break through, so as not to trap these horse thieves in the battle, but what kind of character is Pingyan, when she was in the desert in the past, she can be regarded as ruthless, even if she did not make a bet with Yang Ning, when she met these horse thieves who robbed the business travel, she would definitely kill them all, seeing this situation, she was not surprised and rejoiced, and even deliberately slowed down her shot, and when she changed her moves, she faintly revealed a little decline, which made people give birth to the illusion that as long as you add a little more effort, you can kill the woman in front of you with good swordsmanship。 And so it goes. These horse thieves are even more ferocious, and the storm-like offensive is like a tide, almost reaching the top of the flat smoke, and the edge is so sharp that even if they are masters of the Martial Arts Realm, they will inevitably have a heart of retreat, and almost no one notices that after every beautiful sword light, there will be a splash of blood.

While the two sides are in the midst of a fierce battle, under the sand dunes, between the oases. Suddenly a round of cyan moon shadow rose, that is, thousands of sword lights converged into a wheel of light on the ground, accompanied by the splash of blood and minced flesh in the sky, outlining a beautiful and cruel picture, even Pingyan couldn't help but slow down, those horse thieves were all terrified and inexplicable, and when they were dumbfounded, a black shadow like a dragon had passed through the heavy blood mist and flew towards Pingyan, and before the person landed, a green light fell from the sky. Cut a horse thief who was besieging Pingyan into two with a spear.

Others couldn't see the appearance of the person who came, Pingyan was naturally different, and his eyes turned slightly on Yang Ning. I saw that he was covered in blood, even his face and hair bun were no exception, even if it was the bloody battle in Xinting that day, I was afraid that he was not so embarrassed, it can be seen that in order to fight quickly, he was desperate, after all, he was a dignified demon emperor, and the cruelty and brutality of the enemy's methods were far better than his own, and he thought about it so far. Soshuwang Pingyan couldn't help but sigh lightly, and the silver soft sword in his hand suddenly turned into a shocking rainbow, cutting the throats of the seven horse thieves who were still besieging him. Inside and outside the exhibition hall, there was a sudden silence.

After all, Cui Lang was the big leader of the Black Wolf Banner, and when he saw this, he raised his voice coldly: "What kind of people are the two of you, it is extremely rare to have such martial arts at a young age, and Shunji Business and Yunzhong Eagle are not qualified to invite a master bodyguard like you to escort them." The so-called meeting leaves a line. If you see each other in the future, the two of you might as well give Cui a certain face. How about leaving here, if you really fight to the death, I'm afraid that your cultivation will be in vain. ”

With Cui Lang always acting, speaking like this is already very weak, if it is a change of usual, not to mention that Yang Ning and Pingyan have killed many horse thieves, even if the two of them are not involved, they will most likely be killed by him, but Cui Lang never imagined that the place he met was actually one of the best two young masters in the world, and the opponents in his mind were only each other, and he never looked at the horse thieves around him at all, so this remark was naturally in vain.

Ignoring Cui Lang and the horse thieves around him, the long sword in Ping Yan's hand pointed obliquely at Yang Ning, and said coldly: " Zijing, I am willing to accompany your husband and wife to seek medical treatment outside the Saiwai, just for a little guilt in my heart, but I don't owe you anything, bet on it, compete on it, you are so ruthless, in order to win unscrupulously, even innocent people will not let go, it is really cold, you are so nonsense, obviously you don't see me in your eyes, in this case, simply you and I will fight life and death here, if you win, you will take Qingping money to seek medical treatment, if you lose, presumably Mrs. Zun will also go with you, and there is no need to say more, what are the plans, you will give me an answer now。 ”

Pingyan's face was full of frost, but Yang Ning was smiling, and said casually: "Sister Yan, why did you say this, although I was born in the Holy Gate, I am not an innocent person, and it is indeed my selfishness to connive at horse thieves to attack the caravan camp, but I didn't kill him in the clouds, although the wooden arrow knocked him down from the roof of the car, but the little brother knows in his heart, it will definitely not hurt his life, it is possible that he can't get up in an hour or two, even those caravan guards who are in the way, I didn't kill them, Sister Yan accused me of killing innocents indiscriminately, but it was too much." ”

Ping Yan was slightly stunned when she heard this, frowning and thinking back to the scene at that time, unconsciously, her face was gradually thawed, but the rare anger just now was surging, and it still made the jade cheeks of the frost and snow dye a faint flush, she already had a beautiful appearance, and she was dressed in white like snow, standing with a sword, under the light of the uncertain firelight, she was like a fairy, but not far away, Yang Ning was covered in blood, dressed in black and dancing, like a Shura ghost. The very different temperaments of the two just form a sharp contrast, which makes people feel out of place, but for some reason, in the eyes of the horse thieves who are watching, they faintly feel that the breath of these two people echoes each other, even when the saber is rattling, it also reveals a little fit, although there is no order from Cui Lang, the thieves also subconsciously move their positions, surrounding the young man and woman, just waiting for Cui Lang's order, they will continue to besiege.

Seeing that the woman in white with excellent swordsmanship had another black-clothed young man as a helper, Cui Lang had already had the intention to compromise, but under some courtesy, these two people only cared about talking to each other, completely ignoring themselves, Cui Lang was also arrogant, and he didn't say anything at the moment, and pointed the spear in his hand at Yang and Ping. He shouted, "Kill!"

With his order, more than 20 horse thieves swarmed up, respectively surrounded Yang Ning and Pingyan, Pingyan had already lost his anger at this time, and drew out a sword lightly, but he didn't look at those horse thieves, and looked at Yang Ning and said: "I've let you take the lead, so I'm not welcome." Where the sword flashed, blood burst out, and a horse thief staggered back with his neck clutched.

Yang Ning did not draw his sword. The figure moved slightly, and it was already approaching a spear-wielding horse thief, shattering the man's heart with a palm, and said with a smile: "Sister Yan's cultivation seems to have regressed, if it is changed to Dongting Lake, I am afraid that Sister Yan's sword will not only take one life." ”

Ping Yan's expression changed slightly when she heard this, and she didn't have the intention to refute it, in fact, she already knew in her heart that the cultivation was decreasing, and the head of Cuihu's heart was clear in her heart, but since she learned that Cuihu had done something in Qingping's poisoning. Her mind was not at peace for a moment, and it was no longer possible to maintain the clarity of her sword heart. However, Yang Ning's cultivation broke through the realm of the grandmaster. Although Fang Cai challenged him, Ping Yan also knew that if it was a real life-and-death decision, most of the defeated would be himself, at most, he would just rely on his deep internal strength and extraordinary swordsmanship to fight to the end, after all, Yang Ning's time to enter the realm of the grandmaster is still short, and the gap between the two is not obvious, but these gaps will get bigger and bigger with time, and once he enters the realm of the grandmaster, there will be a qualitative difference in martial arts cultivation. He stopped moving, but Yang Ning would move forward day by day, and every time he thought of this, Ping Yan had endless troubles in his heart.

A thousand thoughts, indescribable. A fierce color flashed in Ping Yan's eyes, and the silver neon soft sword escaped with thousands of streamers, and once again collected two lives, Yang Ning provoked Ping Yan with a word, and then used his sword to kill the horse thieves who besieged him. Two sword lights, one blue and one white. Blood rained across the criss-cross, although Cui Lang gave orders repeatedly. However, under the sword of the two masters in the world, the group of thieves can no longer maintain the momentum of the encirclement, Yang Ning and Pingyan seem to act separately, and have no intention of joining forces, but inadvertently, they often kill a horse thief who seems to threaten the safety of the other party with a sword, so that its momentum has multiplied, and in less than a handful of time, more than two hundred horse thieves have been killed and injured at least half, this is still because Yang Ning and Pingyan are willing to compete, and the situation is slightly calmer, so they intentionally or unintentionally hinder each other。

Seeing this situation, Cui Lang, who commanded a group of thieves to besiege the two, couldn't help but flicker with a pair of eagle eyes, and suddenly, Cui Lang raised his head and howled, the howl was terrible and lonely, like a lone wolf crying, those horse thieves who were besieging Yang Ning and Pingyan had already gradually shown a look of despair, and after hearing the whistle, they were all refreshed, and they even followed Cui Lang's example and roared in the sky, and the description became more and more fierce and vicious, like a real evil wolf. Accompanied by the roar of the thieves, there was also a faintly recognizable roar in the depths of the dark night, wave after wave, getting closer and closer, and echoing with the roar of the thieves, and then the earth shook, as if there were thousands of troops and horses swept in, Yang Ning and Pingyan's eyesight was enough to see in the night, even if the night was deep, you could also see the smoke and dust billowing in the distance, knowing that it was the arrival of reinforcements from the horse thieves.

Desert horse thieves, how can there be no horses, not to mention the famous black wolf flag, Ping Yan has guessed at the first time, the horse thieves must be divided into three shares, the first one to impact the camp, Cui Lang led the main force of the thunder to sweep the hole, secretly there must be a horse team to chase and intercept the caravan members who leaked the net, as for not attacking with cavalry at the beginning, most of it is because the camp stands on its back, and it is inconvenient for the cavalry to take a detour, so although Yang Ning seems to have the upper hand at present, she doesn't care about it at all, as long as one person and one ride, she is enough to kill most of the horse thieves who are scattered and fleeing, but Yang Ning needs to stay on the oasis to protect Qingping, so that the victory or defeat is decided。 Although Yang Ning does not know the horse thief as well as Pingyan, his cultivation has reached the realm of the grandmaster, even if his internal strength is still inferior, he still heard the approach of the horse thief cavalry before Pingyan, and he has already made a calculation after a few thoughts, and he is sure that he can win. The two of them had their own thoughts, even if it was a fierce battle, they couldn't help but glance at each other, the bright sword light and the hideous faces of the horse thieves could not block their sight at all, and through the heavy figures, the eyes of the two collided together, and there was a faint burst of fire.

Seeing the arrival of reinforcements, the whistling of those horse thieves revealed a strong joy, even if it was a figure of the grandmaster level, facing the impact of more than a hundred cavalry head-on, it was the only way to die, even if the losses were heavy, if it could kill this terrible young man and woman, it would be worth it. Not to mention the fact that there is a caravan waiting to be ransacked. The caravan guards who were watching from afar in the oasis heard the cheers of the horse thieves and felt the faint vibration of the earth, and their eyes flashed with nervousness. The terrible thing about the horse thieves is not that they are strong, but because they are almost all good at riding and shooting, and can travel between the vast deserts, although their camps are strong, and they stand on their backs to occupy the terrain, but if the horse thieves do not hesitate to sacrifice and condescend to kill a few times, the caravan is most likely to be destroyed. Originally, the caravan relied on the well-versed Boss Yun and his subordinates. This elite light cavalry can flank the horse thieves as they storm the camp, so they can be both offensive and defensive, and in most cases enough to defend themselves. However, they never imagined that they would encounter the Black Wolf Banner here, and even more unexpectedly, Boss Yun was injured by a dark arrow as soon as he fought, although his life was safe, but he was still unconscious, to this point, everyone in the caravan looked at each other, and they couldn't think of what to do, after all, they didn't have Boss Yun's sophisticated riding and archery skills and command skills. The rest of the land was not confident enough to stand up to the horse thieves' cavalry.

The earth shook more and more violently, and even in the dark night, you could see the sand and dust rushing in. The horse thieves who besieged Yang Ning and Pingyan saw the arrival of reinforcements, and scattered one after another, only forming a sparse ***, surrounding Yang and Ping, and using bows and arrows to stop them from escaping from another road, obviously wanting to use the power of cavalry to kill these two immortals and demons, such a posture is simply to treat them as an evenly matched army, not like dealing with just two people at all.

Yang Ning and Pingyan stood in the wind on the top of the sand dunes, in black robes and white clothes, hunting and dancing. Such an arrogant and resolute posture is eye-catching, and no one has any intention of avoiding the enemy. Ping Yan waved his sword neatly, brushed away a few feather arrows that were used to hinder the actions of the two, looked sideways at Yang Ning and said, "If you talk about the speed of killing. The Nineteen Swords of the Heavenly Demon are really better, I don't know how many chances Zi Jing has of winning against the horse thief cavalry?"

The Ning Qing Sword had already been hidden in the sleeves of his robe, and for the flying feather arrows, Yang Ning only occasionally flicked the sleeves. Then he set aside the sharp arrows that could pierce the gold and crack the stone. While staring at the horse thief who was galloping up the gentle slope of the dune, he said casually: "There is no chance of victory." It's easy to force them back, doesn't Sister Yan think the same way?"

Before Ping Yan could answer, several horse thieves led by him had already climbed to the top of the sand dunes, although the quicksand slightly hindered their wild galloping, but it was still like thunder, making people feel irresistible, and the hideous face of the horse thief knight was even more clearly visible.

At the last moment, Yang Ning and Pingyan both let out a long roar, like a dragon's chant, like a phoenix's roar, and with their howling sounds, two sword lights rose into the sky. The cyan sword light is blazing like fire, as if dyeing half of the sky into blue, but it is in full swing and reveals a bitter chill, just like an eternal iceberg, even if it is surrounded by raging flames, it is still proud of the sky, this sword was born from the swordsmanship of the colorless nunnery lord Pingyue Han, but it has a faint sense of breakthrough, the sword light is within reach, devastating, and the first few horse thieves are cut into flesh and blood by the sword light that rushes to their faces. The white sword light was like the snow water that melted at the beginning of spring, slowly moistening the dry land, and the light that was like nothing occupied the other half of the sky, and the first few horse thieves who were shrouded in the sword light fell to the ground silently, as if the snow melted by the spring water. It wasn't until this time that Yang Ning and Pingyan fully showed their true cultivation, the two sword lights were vertical and horizontal, and the green and white were different from each other, and the brilliance was clear at the beginning, and gradually blended together, and the horse thief cavalry was blocked, which was also a coincidence, and it was rare to be able to gather two masters in the world close to the grandmaster level or grandmaster level, and it was rare to be able to gather two of them here, and such a master was willing to join forces against the enemy is even more unique, and only Yang Ning and Pingyan were both young, and there was a tacit understanding beyond ordinary people in their hearts, which was an unprecedented spectacle。

Cui Lang recruited the horse team, originally wanted to kill this pair of men and women who hindered him, but when he saw such a scene, he didn't feel sweating, he was once chased by He Louqi's first big disciple He Lianxing for thousands of miles, naturally his vision was not low, but even Helian Xing did not have such a mighty position, the reason why he ran that day was just afraid of He Lou Guoshi, in his eyes, the pair of men and women he met today, I am afraid that even compared with He Lou Guoshi, it is not far behind, under the fear in his heart, where is there still fighting spirit, I can't help but look up to the sky and let out a loud roar, issue an order to retreat, and then rush down the sand dunes。 One of the strengths of a horse thief is that he is reluctant to advance and retreat, and he listens to orders. All turned around and fled, and the horse thieves who came on foot tried their best to run along the route of the cavalry's retreat, and were pulled into the saddle one by one by their companions on horseback, their mounts were originally left in the distance, as long as they arrived there, there were naturally mounts that could be used to escape, so their companions did not count the loss of horsepower, after all, if the black wolf flag suffered heavy losses, they did not want to show off their might in the desert.

Pingyan had long been experienced in chasing the remnants of horse thieves, and the volley swept over the head of a horse thief. The sword light rose and fell, and he had already cut him off the horse, and landed lightly on the saddle, grabbed the reins with his left hand, and clamped the horse's belly between his legs, and the war horse rushed into the rear team of horse thieves who were fleeing at a faster speed, the sword light was like snow, blood was splashed, and one by one the horse thieves were cut off the horse by her. She wasn't worried that Yang Ning would follow her example, after all, there was still Qingping to take care of. Yang Ning would never put Qingping out of his sight. Looking at the horse thieves who were scattering and fleeing, a strange smile appeared on Yang Ning's lips, and his two fingers lightly swept over the blade of the Ning Qing Sword stained with faint blood marks. Obviously, there is still a trace of distance between the skin and the frost blade, but the true qi released has erased all the blood stains, in fact, it is already a very rare thing for the Ning Qing Sword to be able to cut through the gold and jade land sword, and it can be stained with blood.

Seeing that Pingyan had already made a lot of gains, and the figures of those horse thieves had also disappeared into the dark night, a wisp of low howl sounded from Yang Ning's mouth, and the throat was low and lingering. In an instant, the vast desert was enveloped, and the whistling sound became lower and lower, gradually like a breeze and drizzle, falling leaves and flying flowers, but the endless killing aura was slowly extended with a demonic whistling.

Whistling in your ears. The galloping horses suddenly fell inexplicably, and the fierce horse thieves were stunned, and after they tumbled on the ground, they couldn't help but roll all over the ground, and the blood flowed from their facial features, and a gerbil alarmed by the whistling sound came out of the ground. He had just run a few steps before he convulsed and fell to the ground. Poisonous sand scorpions emerge from the burrows and crawl around in a blank manner. But there was no movement after all. Cui Lang, who ran the fastest, had deep internal strength, and couldn't help but vomit out a few mouthfuls of blood, and looked at the cronies in front of him bleeding from the seven orifices, his breath was cut off, he gritted his teeth, regardless of the danger of deafness, used his internal force to seal his listening palace acupoint, left his dying mount, and fled to the depths of the dark night with light skills, the fear in his heart was incomparable, for him, the fight with real knives and guns was far less terrible than such a strange scene, but as soon as he ran dozens of feet away, he felt that his blood was boiling, and he couldn't help but kneel on the yellow sand, and the all-pervasive howling sound seemed to penetrate into the bone marrow through the skin, making his bones seem to be soft, and his heart couldn't help but feel extremely desperate。 At this moment, a white shadow quietly appeared in front of him, Cui Lang raised his head with difficulty, and in front of him was the woman in white who was almost proficient in swordsmanship, and he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, he shouted: "Who are you, why do you want to get along with our black wolf flag?" The white-clothed woman's lips moved slightly, but Cui Lang couldn't hear her voice, and then remembered that he had clearly sealed the listening palace acupoint, and when he was thinking about it, the white-clothed woman seemed to smile bitterly and shook her head slightly, and then the silver light flashed in her hand, Cui Lang only felt a cold throat, and a puff of blood mist exploded in front of him, he seemed to hear the sound of his own blood splashing, and then lost all consciousness.

The spiritual sense slowly spread, confirming that there was no breath of any living people in the four fields except for Pingyan, Yang Ning then stopped the whistling, stood on the top of the sand dune with his hands in his hand, waiting for Pingyan to return, about another time later, Pingyan's figure appeared from the night, walked to Yang Ning's side, glanced at the oasis that was unusual, and the caravan members who were looking forward to it, Fang shook his head and sighed: " It's not difficult to kill people with sound, you can control the direction range of the sound, your cultivation is so, I have to say that I admire, but these methods are just small skills of carving insects, and they have no effect on Shanghe Louqi, you still need to be careful when you go to see him. ”

Yang Ning knew that Ping Yan had politely admitted defeat, but the other party's concern made him can't help but have a little warmth in his eyes, and said lightly: "I understand, even Sister Yan can easily resist the "Heavenly Demon Sound", not to mention He Louqi, who is the head of the four great grandmasters, presumably those people in the caravan will no longer dare to refuse our request, and when the time comes, I will blend into the Hu Ren Royal Court with them, and then contact you Sister Yan after meeting the national master of He Lou." After that, he frowned and glanced at the severed arms and stumps everywhere, and said: "This oasis is clear water and yellow sand, Qingping will definitely like the scenery here when she wakes up tomorrow, if she sees these scenes of bad scenery, she will definitely be annoyed, I will let those caravan guards clean up the mess in a while, what does Sister Yan think?"

Ping Yan said indispensably: "Whatever you want, but your whole body is full of blood." It's better to clean it first, otherwise Qingping wakes up and is afraid that the first one will not follow. For some reason, there was a bit of perfunctory meaning in her tone.

Yang Ning was originally a person who didn't talk much, and seeing that Ping Yan had no intention of talking, he also felt that he had just ignored Ping Yan to perform the sound killing technique, which might be a bit excessive, but he just wanted him to apologize but couldn't, so he silently walked towards the camp by the lake. Ping Yan walked behind Yang Ning step by step, and his eyes were as clear as frost, as if he was thinking about a very important matter.

I don't know how long I walked. Because the two of them were walking at the pace of ordinary people, they hadn't even stepped down the sand dunes, and suddenly, Pingyan stopped and said indifferently: "The family master once said that he would give you a sword book, why haven't you ever asked me these days?"

Yang Ning paused, and said for a long time: "Since the predecessor of the master of the nunnery died because of me, how can I be greedy for the gift of my predecessor and be able to keep this Ning Qing Sword." I'm satisfied, as for the Lonely Han Sword Technique, I've already gotten a glimpse of the way. It doesn't matter if you can see the sword spectrum or not, Sister Yan is a disciple of the predecessor of the head of the nunnery, and it is a matter of course to preserve the "Cold Moon Spectrum", and there is no need to worry about the last words of the seniors. ”

Ping Yan was silent for a long time, and Fang said lightly: "The Lone Han Sword Technique is strong and pure, and it is not in line with my character, but the "Cold Moon Spectrum" is a handwritten record of the first teacher, and I can't bear to leave it, but it seems today. Your sword intent is very consistent with the Gu Han swordsmanship, the sword I played to you in the past has its shape, but now you are using it to the bone, this volume of "Cold Moon Spectrum" should belong to you, I only hope you can carry forward the swordsmanship of the ancestors. Live up to her old man's life's hard work, and it is enough to smoke as she wishes. ”

Yang Ning turned around, only to see that Ping Yan was holding a pale yellow silk book in his hand, and thousands of thoughts flashed in his heart, and he was finally silent. Took the "Cold Moon Spectrum" with both hands. Yang Ning said: "Sister Yan, rest assured, I will definitely not live up to the love of the senior of the nunnery master and Sister Yan." The younger brother is willing to make a blood oath in front of Sister Yan, and will never pass on the Lone Han swordsmanship to the disciples of the Holy Gate. ”

Pingyan didn't expect Yang Ning to be able to understand his own difficulties, no matter what, the lonely cold swordsmanship was born from the Cuihu swordsmanship, which has its own context to be found, the colorless nunnery master has no view of the door in his heart before he leaves, so he naturally won't care about these, but Pingyan didn't want the deceased master to be blamed by the same sect, so he didn't follow his last words and transferred the "Cold Moon Spectrum" to Yang Ning, not just because he cherished the handscroll of the ancestor. It's just that today when I saw Yang Ning's lonely peak, a sword that combines fire and water, I knew that even if I didn't get the sword spectrum, Yang Ning had already mastered the sword intent of the Lone Han Sword Technique, and instead of sitting back and watching Yang Ning absorb the essence of the Lone Han Sword Technique into the Demon Gate Martial Arts, it was better to make a desperate bet, so I gave the "Cold Moon Spectrum" to Yang Ning, and Yang Ning really reciprocated the favor and gave her a rare promise. Because Ping Yan's temperament is too cold, he can't easily comprehend the true meaning of Gu Han's swordsmanship like Yang Ning, even if he passes the sword on behalf of the teacher, he can only get his shape, and it is rare to find his god, so he can only sit back and watch the Gu Han swordsmanship be lost, and get Yang Ning's daughter, as long as Cuihu has a disciple with a similar temperament to Ping Yuehan in the future, Gu Han's swordsmanship will be able to return to Cuihu, which is far better than her own sword according to the score.

Thinking of this, Ping Yan was unconsciously excited, and even Fang Cai's slight dissatisfaction with Yang Ning gradually faded, smiled, crossed Yang Ning's side, and walked towards the lakeside camp. Her appearance was originally cold and cold, even though her appearance was gorgeous, but she was like a fairy, faintly rejecting people thousands of miles away, but with a slight appearance, it was like a snow lotus blooming, which made people feel dazzling, even Yang Ning, couldn't help but move in his heart. At this moment, several caravan guards cautiously stepped forward, Yang Ning's heart turned back and forth, and finally waited for their arrival, after all, he still had to discuss the matter of walking with the caravan, and the corpse of the horse thief also needed to be cleaned up by them, looking from afar, he saw that the caravan camp was full of soldiers and horses, obviously compared to the horse thief, he was more worthy of their vigilance, and when he found this, a cruel smile appeared on Yang Ning's lips.