The moment Yang Ning appeared on the floating platform, the eyes of Ximen Rin and Shi Ming met in the air, even if they were unrelated people, they could feel that the blazing gaze of these two people seemed to stir up a spark in the air, but no one thought that at this moment, this was not because the two of them had gritted teeth and hatred, but because they exchanged countless tacit understandings in an instant, and reached an agreement to join forces to deal with Yang Ning, of course, the expressions of these two people were not flawed in the slightest.

Seeing that Qiu Suhua had returned by boat, Shi Ming, who had no worries in his heart, immediately raised his voice and said: "Since Prince Zijing has been defeated, although it is not a crime of war, he is also defeated after all, no matter what kind of duel, Ben Hou has not heard that the defeated person can shoot again, which does not seem to conform to the rules of the rivers and lakes." What's more, Zijing Gongzi's three battles are not easy, he must have been exhausted, why do he still have to fight?" Although he said words that seemed to be dissatisfied, Shi Ming secretly made a gesture while speaking, and a blue-robed ghost-faced guard quietly retreated into the cabin.

Ximen Rin's eyes were blazing, and he had already seen the guard's actions in his eyes, but he deliberately ignored it, and asked people to pick up Ling Chong back, but he retorted in his mouth: "Shihou's words are bad, although Zijing accidentally missed, and was won by the lord of Yihui for a while, but he was unharmed, and he can fight again, Hou Ye also said that Zijing's defeat is not a crime of war, in this case, how can he not fight again, if Hou Ye is afraid of Zijing and does not want him to fight, then this seat will admit it, it is better to let this seat personally fight, and fulfill Hou Ye's reputation?" It's just that this time, Master Hou shouldn't let Miss Qiu fight on his behalf. ”

Hearing Ximen Rin's mocking words, Shi Ming knew that if he really didn't accept Yang Ning to fight, then he would be afraid of Yang Ning's mouth, once this was the case, it would really win, and the Jiangdong heroes would also lose face, and the gains would outweigh the losses, and they would not be able to achieve the goal of Liwei. However, he didn't want to stop Yang Ning from fighting, so he just said this to cover people's eyes, and by the way, delay the time, so that people can really come up with a killer weapon to deal with Yang Ning. So when he saw a gray corner of his clothes appear in the hatch out of the corner of his eye, he said loudly: "Since the commander of Ximen insists like this, Ben Hou has no choice but to respond to the sky, but if Zi Jing Gongzi is injured, don't blame Ben Hou for being unpredictable." ”

Ximen Rin smiled faintly and said calmly: "Zijing, you have to understand the kindness of the master, if you don't want to fight, but it's okay, this seat hasn't made a move yet, don't say Zijing, it's hard for you to meet the opponent, even this seat, you must be able to sweep Jiangdong." As soon as this remark came out, everyone thought that Ximen Rin and Shi Ming were going toe-to-toe, pretending to be arrogant, most of the Jiangdong side was angry, and only a few sober people realized that in fact, Ximen Rin was using the agitation method against Yang Ning, and as soon as this statement came out, with Yang Ning's arrogance, it was equivalent to completely cutting off the possibility of Yang Ning giving up the war.

Yang Ning's expression did not change in the slightest when he heard this, he just glanced at everyone lightly, a pair of eyes were as clear and deep as the eternal firmament, without the slightest contempt, but with endless indifference, he had already seen the depth of the martial arts of everyone in Jiangdong clearly, and naturally knew that no one in front of him could beat him, so Ximen Rin's radical method was just telling the truth in his mind, and it was okay to hear it, but the indifference he unintentionally revealed was more stinging than arrogance and arrogance. If it weren't for the fact that everyone was jealous of his martial arts and viciousness, I was afraid that he would have already been criticized, even so, many bandits or white road masters who believed that they were skilled in martial arts already had the intention of eagerly trying in their eyes, although Yang Ning was full of energy after coming out, but most of them were first-class masters, and naturally knew that healing was the consumption of true yuan and true qi, and they were preconceived, and they always refused to believe that Yang Ning had recovered his vitality, and even some people doubted whether Yang Ning was a strong outsider and a middle cadre, and wanted to use his previous outstanding achievements to deter everyone from fighting. Of course, some people will never be blind, and they also have endless questions like Ximen Rin.

The moment Yang Ning reappeared, there was a sudden hint of surprise between the eyebrows of Yan Zishuang, who was originally smiling, and there was a little bit of apprehension on his elegant and beautiful face, and his originally warm and clear gaze was a little more cold, his gaze moved back to the chess table from Yang Ning's body, and after a little thought, he knocked a crystal chess piece into the sparse encirclement of the black jade chess piece, and in an instant, the originally fragmented white chess pieces were already connected, and the soft light that reflected each other seemed to form a net, negligent but not leaky.

The bright moon's eyes as bright as cold stars dimmed slightly, and then said with a smile: "Sister's chess path is peaceful and upright, meticulous and dense, and when she was an official, she was even more step-by-step, and her little sister admitted defeat." ”

Yan Zishuang looked indifferent, and said with a smile: "My sister's chess style is fierce, unpredictable, and often has whimsical ideas, if the chess power is above Zishuang, it is just that there are often quick successes and quick profits, not as stable as Zishuang's chess style, so it is only one chess difference, and my sister must be distracted after all, if you calm down and think carefully, Zishuang is to do her best, and there is no victory." ”

Mingyue sighed and said: "Those who focus on a game think about it, and those who serve others are distracted, and the little sister is not suitable for the victory or defeat on the river, so she is disturbed by foreign objects, so that the victory turns into defeat, but Mingyue doesn't understand, isn't my sister distracted, whether it will be successful today, it is important for my sister, and there are still infinite possibilities for my little sister, why can my sister always not mess up?"

Yan Zishuang smiled slightly, picked up the fragrant tea and said, "Just because Zishuang is very confident, His Royal Highness the Ninth will definitely not be able to escape this catastrophe, does my sister know what kind of person the master of the colorless nunnery is?"

Mingyue pondered for a moment before she said slowly: " Listen to what my mother said, in the past in the green lake, the only one who can be equal to the Yue sect master is the birth of a series of Ping Yue Han, today's colorless nunnery, if the talent and bearing, the Ping Yue Han is as good as the moon in the sky, not inferior to others, if the martial arts, Ping Yue Han is not only better than the Yue sect master, but also innovate, self-created thirty-six style lonely cold swordsmanship, although it is not in line with the number of Cuihu Road, but the power is better, but it is a pity that Ping Yue Han has a lonely temperament, accustomed to personal likes and dislikes to break the world, not as well as Yue Sect Master understands the righteousness, generosity, but also Yue Sect Master has meritorious society Ji Li people, so in the competition for the position of the suzerain, a defeat, angrily away from the rivers and lakes, never to communicate with the people in the Green Lake。 My mother once said that Pingyue Han is not a person in the world, so he can't be detached from it, but he has a unique temperament. ”

Yan Zishuang sighed and said: "Lingtang has always been very good at judging characters, and Uncle Ping is very arrogant, although he has never been at odds with the sect master, but the sect master has always admired her martial arts character. When Master Ping left Cuihu, the sect master had personally invited, although due to the rules of the Cuihu Gate, she could not be kept in Cuihu for seclusion, but the sect master personally chose a Beppu in Cuihu as the retreat of Master Ping, and even more looked at the thatched house, sincerely invited, hoping that Master Ping could give up his previous suspicions and become the right hand of the sect master. It's a pity that this kindness was abandoned by Master Ping, and it has been extinct since then, until a few years later, when Sister Pingyan entered the Green Lake, it showed some traces. This time, Zishuang invited him to return the favor, and he was really not sure in advance, but fortunately, although Uncle Ping was cold-hearted, he was really as the sect master said, and he was still nostalgic for Cuihu in his heart, if it weren't for that, in a hurry, Zishuang really couldn't find a suitable person to do this. ”

Mingyue exclaimed when she heard this: "I see, the little sister is still surprised, it is said that Pingyue is unruly, how can she easily agree to my sister's move, it turns out that my sister is so generous, she actually used the order to return the favor, it seems that the little sister's bet is lost." ”

Hearing Mingyue's words of defeat, Yan Zishuang not only did not have a trace of joy, but gave birth to an inappropriate feeling, just because she found that Mingyue's pair of star eyes were full of faint smiles, her eyes swept lightly, only to see that on the carpet on Mingyue's side, I don't know when there were more than a dozen tusks to count chips, feeling Yan Zishuang's suspicious gaze, Mingyue waved her sleeves to make the calculation plan messy, and said with a smile: "Little sister on a whim, I just made a hexagram for His Royal Highness the Nine, the shock is up and down, the thunder is hydrolyzed, the hexagram is like the elephant of the stretching of plants and trees, and the meaning of being in trouble can be solved." However, the little sister is easy to learn and rude, and the calculated hexagrams are often counterproductive, so most of the Nine Highnesses can't escape this time. ”

Yan Zishuang smiled slightly, lowered her eyes, and became more and more uneasy in her heart, she naturally knew that Mingyue's biological mother was a master of arithmetic, and she was also very proficient in divination astrology. What's more, she knows that Mingyue is a human being, if she doesn't have some basis, she won't rely on the ethereal hexagram to determine a thing, could it be that she has something missing, could it be that Yang Ning still has hope of escaping? This is impossible, although Yang Ning doesn't know what anti-heaven means he has used, but even so, the gap between him and the Colorless Nunnery Master is irreparable, since the Colorless Nunnery Master has received the order to return the favor, and he has learned that Yang Ning has seriously injured Ping Yan, how can he be merciful, not to mention the existence of Ximen Rin, no matter what, Yan Zishuang can't think of any chance of Yang Ning winning.

Mingyue no longer looked at Yan Zishuang, who was frowning slightly, and turned her head to look at the river, at this time, it was the second time that Yang Ning boarded the floating platform and challenged the Jiangdong heroes, although she had not yet seen the appearance of the colorless nunnery, but Mingyue knew that this scene was about to begin, and smiled and took the new tea from the maid, Mingyue remembered the teachings of the concubine in the past. Believing that being smart is a taboo for others, Yan Zishuang painstakingly set up a lot of killings, but she forgot what sympathy is. Isn't she aware that even though the master of the colorless nunnery is extremely arrogant, whether this Nine Highnesses is ignorant of the world, or insidious and deep, but he is also a rebellious and eccentric character, although such a person is always extremely lonely, it is difficult to find a confidant in the vast sea of people, but once they meet, they often become friends at first sight, and become confidants, if Yang Ning still has a glimmer of life today, then it is in the body of this colorless nunnery master. And according to the information he learned from his mother's mouth, Ping Yuehan, the owner of the colorless nunnery, is not a person who can be bound by a return of grace and some grievances.

After taking a sip of fragrant tea, Mingyue leisurely thought that no matter what, he was already invincible, although he was also suspicious of the way of divination, but Fang Cai's extremely pious hexagram should be effective nine times out of ten, right? If Yang Ning dies here, he will get rid of the invisible shackles, then according to Yan Zishuang's meaning, it is good to meet His Royal Highness King Yu, after all, he will marry after all. If Yang Ning escapes safely, then maybe this Nine Highness can also become his good mate, if he is really scheming, and having such a husband complements each other, if he is really ignorant, then it is good to have such an identity and force and become his puppet. If you can make yourself reach the peak of power, it is worth sacrificing your marriage.

Although he didn't want to stop Yang Ning from fighting, but the article on the face had to be done, so although Ximen Rin was sarcastic, Shi Ming still didn't give up, argued with reason, and resolutely refused to let Yang Ning fight again, the two of them were arguing here, and everyone was nervously waiting for the two to argue for a result, so that Yang Ning was hung on the floating platform, but Yang Ning was arrogant and didn't pay attention to other people's eyes at all, but took advantage of this time to secretly let go of his divine sense and began to inspect the enemy, silently observing whether there was an opponent worth fighting within a hundred zhang radius。

Although he is arrogant, he does not have the arrogance unique to many top masters, although there are not many people who know that he can pose a threat to himself, but he still does not relax at all. Observing the enemy with the naked eye is a hundred times better than observing the enemy with the naked eye, and the naked eye is often blinded and distorted by various external factors, but the divine sense can see the depth of the enemy's martial arts thoroughly, and even the enemy's thoughts and moods can be seen nine times out of ten. Yang Ning is extremely confident in this, unless it is a clay sculpture with no signs of life, it is impossible for anyone to avoid his divine sense. Yang Ning let go of all his divine sense, and his heart completely sank into the depths of the sea of consciousness, and his divine consciousness spread inextricably and inextricably, as if the entire heaven and earth were gathered in the sea of consciousness, and the qi of thousands of people up and down the river was suddenly reflected.

Yang Ning carefully distinguished the qi of everyone present, just like the initial judgment, obviously the most skilled in martial arts is the senior uncle Ximen Rin, although it is back, and the distance is quite far, but in Yang Ning's mind, the gentle and gentle appearance, the inner power like a prison, but it is like witnessing, and people dare not ignore it for a moment. In addition, there are some people who can be warned, these people's temperament is either violent, or calm, or arrogant, or introverted, although they have different temperaments, but they all have the essence of outstanding. Filtered all the qi that could be felt in the sea of consciousness, like a big wave sweeping the sand, and in an instant, countless unworthy sand and gravel were annihilated, but only the qi of ten people became more and more distinct.

Yang Ning silently calculated in his heart, Ximen Rin's martial arts are the most skillful, and he is a companion who fights side by side with him, so naturally he doesn't have to worry, and the teacher is second, but the internal injury has not healed, he can't fight for a long time, he doesn't have to take it to heart, Yi Buping's momentum is firm and thick, and he has obviously recovered his internal strength, if he is an enemy, his magic arrow is the biggest threat, but because of Qingping, presumably this person will not be embarrassed by himself. The disciple of the Martial Arts Sect, who was extremely hidden, became more and more deep and introverted, and only a line of murder loomed, but he didn't know who it was aimed at. The brocade-robed young man beside Shi Ming, although he was arrogant, was calm in his momentum, and it was obviously not easy to deal with. And the four guards in green clothes and ghost faces, their momentum has been obviously connected as one, inseparable, these four people are introverted and deep under the appearance of the beast-like violence and murderous aura, if they fight in formation, they must be sophisticated and ruthless, like thunder, if they fight with them, it must be the most dangerous battle today. There is another person, that is, Qingping, if you talk about martial arts, without Lu Qi joining forces with her, although her martial arts are already extremely good, she is still much weaker than these people, but in Yang Ning's mind, no matter how strong her martial arts are, she must be careful no matter what, so she also included her existence in the sea of knowledge.

Everyone's heights and depths are clearly understood one by one, Yang Ning smiled faintly, regardless of whether Shi Ming agrees to fight by himself, he has decided to disintegrate Jiangdong's alliance with his own strength, although he doesn't know what the art of war, but what is the capture of the thief and the king first, he still knows, who should be the first to deal with, Shi Ming is not healed from his injury, which makes Yang Ning reluctant to shoot at him, but if he kills the guards around him and the brocade-robed boy, presumably Shi Ming has no way to fight against him, right?

At this time, the dispute between Ximen Rin and Shi Ming had come to an end, Shi Ming showed a very reluctant look, and said coldly: "Since the commander of Ximen has decided to invite Prince Zijing to fight, if this seat does not agree, presumably the commander will not be convinced if he loses, that's it, this seat will not be responsible for the rules of the rivers and lakes this time, since this is the case, the colorless nunnery, this time I will ask the seniors to deign to take action, so as to teach these arrogant people a lesson, I don't know what the seniors think?"

An indifferent and cold voice came from inside the hatch: "Poor nun obeys. The voice is not high, but the words are clear and audible, and there is no smoke and fireworks. Without stopping, a middle-aged woman slowly walked out of the hatch, a ray of sunlight just shone on her beautiful and elegant, but extremely majestic face, and the skin like ice and snow was reflected in the sun, giving people the illusion of almost transparency. She was wearing a wide gray monk's robe, and under the river breeze, the monk's robe hunted sounded, which set off her long and graceful demeanor more and more, and the edge of the gray monk's hat revealed her light gray hair. Under the smooth forehead, there are two sword eyebrows that are too domineering for a woman, and her eyes are impossible to see, her bright gaze is like a dazzling sword light, as long as you touch it, you feel a tingling in your eyes, which makes people dare not force it. Although this woman is dressed as a nun, and her tone is also self-proclaimed "poor nun", but no matter which side of the person, it is difficult to regard her as a real nun, not because of her delicate and elegant demeanor, nor because she did not cut her hair, but because this woman stepped out of the hatch, and Zhou exuded a fierce sword aura up and down.

Yang Ning was the only one who could look directly at this woman, a pair of cold and piercing, deep but full of blazing flames phoenix eyes stared at her eyes tightly, the four eyes collided in the air, stirring up dark waves, a trace of appreciation flashed in the woman's eyes, but in an instant, it was overwhelmed by the fierce killing machine.

Yang Ning's expression was still indifferent, but his heart was already turbulent, how could it be possible, such a character, even if he was ten miles away, even if he was hidden among tens of millions of people, he should not miss it, but why, until the moment she walked out of the hatch, she didn't realize that the other party still had such a master? Reaching out to the hilt of the sword, he thoughtfully rubbed the hilt of the Chunjun sword, which was refined from the sinking rhino horns, and couldn't help but be glad that before the battle, he did not drop the sword, but inserted Chunjun into the belt behind him, feeling the sword aura of this woman, Yang Ning had the desire to use the sword for the first time in his life.

The martial arts sect is a peerless scholar of Haina Shanzang, whether it is a fist and a sword, or other kinds of blades, there are superb mental methods to practice, and as a disciple of the lineage, he has a unique advantage, he can participate in any kind of peerless learning, of course, it also indicates countless possibilities, the martial arts of the past generations of sect masters have become famous, and most of the blades used are different, and Yang Ning has not yet decided what blades to use, although there are amazing attainments in all kinds of blades and fists, but if you want to compete with the masters of the grandmaster level, there is still a critical step。

Since walking the rivers and lakes, Yang Ning's most accustomed use is a pair of empty hands, in his mind, the hand is an omnipotent blade, unpredictable, as he likes, but because the cultivation is still insufficient, when he is outnumbered, the use of a knife that is good at attacking has become the best choice, and the sword, known as the king of a hundred soldiers, is always difficult to become Yang Ning's choice. Because a suzerain of the previous generation left a note once said that the highest state of swordsmanship is "********, the elephant is invisible", and once sighed that if you talk about the respect of swordsmanship, the first is in Cuihu, you have practiced swords all your life, strong and fierce, fierce and vicious, strange and dangerous, the only thing that is difficult to understand is colorless and phaseless, the realm of antelope hanging horns. And the master also said that the martial arts of the martial arts sect is against the sky, and it is difficult to reach the peak of learning swords, Yang Ning also had doubts, but after reading the sword scriptures hidden by the sect one by one, he found that no matter which swordsmanship of the two factions of good and evil, he could not make him feel the most incisive happiness, so he put most of his mind on the fist. But today, he felt a different kind of sword qi from the woman opposite, not the Xian Lian condensation similar to Ping Yan, nor the elegant and light spirit like Yan Zishuang, not the gorgeous and strange Heavenly Demon Sword Dance, but a kind of unruly loneliness, the blazing hidden under the biting cold, feeling that the blood around him seemed to be burning, Yang Ning unconsciously showed a thoughtless innocent smile on his lips, and even his breathing became short.

As if sensing Yang Ning's eagerness, the middle-aged woman suddenly showed a smile, and only a gray shadow flashed in everyone's eyes, the woman had already reached the floating platform, as if she had been standing there from beginning to end, and not even a trace of afterimage had fallen into thousands of pairs of eyes.

Almost the moment the woman's toes touched the floating platform, two shocking sword qi rushed into the sky at the same time, compared to this moment, the sword qi revealed by the woman was just child's play, the two stood and confronted, although they did not make a move, but the momentum of the two was getting higher and higher, the same unruly, the sword qi of the world had already set off a stormy wave as soon as it came into contact, countless small air currents stirred and collided between the two, there was no temptation, no avoidance, the deafening roar, the impact of gold and stone, the sound was rolling, making everyone who watched the battle feel dizzy and tinnitus, and what was more peculiar was thatThe turbulence of the air flow between the two can almost be seen with the naked eye, but the clothes of these two people are not moving, and the strange contrast between stillness and turbulence makes everyone feel dizzy. At this moment, above the river, there was no sound except for the sound of the river wind hunting, the river whimpering, and the sound of sword qi agitation, and everyone knew that today's battle situation had reached the most critical time.

The two confronted each other for a moment, and the woman suddenly chuckled and said, "What a Xu Zijing, under the pressure of Poor Niwei, can not show weakness, and is worthy of being a disciple of the Martial Arts Sect, but I don't know if your swordsmanship is so clever that it impresses Poor Ni." As soon as he finished the last word, all the true qi that had been released suddenly disappeared cleanly, as if it had never existed. Yang Ning was originally fighting against this woman with all his strength, but this woman suddenly withdrew, and subconsciously reacted, all her true qi was about to pour out towards the enemy, but Yang Ning Lingtai sensed the hidden crisis, and hurriedly withdrew his true qi, and his left palm was already protected in front of him, putting on a strict defensive posture against the enemy. Although Yang Ning had already practiced his true qi to the point where he could send and receive it freely, this time he was forced to forcibly withdraw his qi, and for a while, he felt that his blood and qi were surging, and it was not until after a few breaths that Yang Ning felt that he had returned to normal. Shocked by the rapid change of this woman's qi, Yang Ning suddenly had a strong feeling of inappropriateness in his heart, and when he raised his eyes, the woman was still standing on the stage, smiling in the wind, but in the feeling of divine consciousness, he felt that she no longer existed at all, this strong contradiction made Yang Ning's originally calm qi and blood almost churn again, at this moment, Yang Ning finally understood why he didn't realize the existence of the colorless nunnery.

Comparing the masters he had seen with this woman, Yang Ning painfully found that this woman's martial arts were much better than Wu Heng, the king of Yunnan, and I was afraid that it was not far from his own master and Yang Yuan, the sword king who only had a one-sided relationship, and was naturally much more clever than himself. Although he is confident that his martial arts are improving, even if he meets Wu Heng again, he will have the opportunity to fight both sides, but when he meets this woman, he wants to fight to the death, and it depends on whether the other party is willing or not.

Despite this, Yang Ning refused to leak the slightest sign of weakness, and from the familiar feeling of Fang Cai's true qi intersecting, he also saw the woman's origin, and pressed the sword and said deeply: "The junior Xu Zijing visited the predecessor Jin An, the Cuihu family was born and the disciples of this sect have always been related, unless they are the same generation, they are easy to refuse to meet each other, the disciples have not offended Cuihu so far, and Miss Pingyanping has made a ten-year contract with the disciple, I don't know why the seniors want to make a move against the juniors?" In fact, when he said this, Yang Ning already had the intention of showing weakness in his heart, if it wasn't for the fact that the outcome of this period was very critical, he would have killed himself, and he would have taken the initiative to ask for benefits.

The master of the colorless nunnery raised his eyebrows lightly, put away his smile, and said coldly: "Poor Ni has already left Cuihu, whether you are offensive to Cuihu or not, you have Yue Qiu's heart to care, since you still remember the relationship between the Birth Line and the Martial Dao Sect, then Poor Nun asked you, Yan'er saved your life, but you seriously injured Yan'er, and even broke her hands, is this true?"

Yang Ning's expression changed when he heard this, and he was already as cold as ice and snow in an instant, and the trace of weakness hidden in his eyes had disappeared, and he said coldly: "Yes, I did it." ”

The eyes of the master of the colorless nunnery became more and more cold, and he said lightly: "Poor Ni is already a person outside the world, the only thing that worries Poor Ni is Yan'er, Yan'er lost her parents in infancy, it was Poor Ni who raised her and sent her into the Cuihu Gate Wall, Yan'er is like a close relative to Poor Ni, if someone hurts her hair, Poor Ni will crush that person's bones and ashes, to this day, have you ever regretted what you did?"

Yang Ning's indifferent and beautiful face appeared in his mind, and his heart was somehow hot, and he thought carefully about the past between the two from beginning to end, he slowly shook his head and said: "Miss Ping is very good to Zijing, and Zijing also regards Miss Ping as a mentor and friend, but Zijing does not regret her actions, if I do it all over again, I will definitely not be soft." ”

Hearing this, a strange look flashed in the eyes of the colorless nunnery, and the gaze towards Yang Ning became a little more chilly, but there was also a little more appreciation in it, although there was no real fight, but only with the previous true qi confrontation, both of them knew in their hearts that if they fought, Yang Ning would be defeated, and the gap of nearly thirty years was not something that any force could make up, but this young man knew the consequences, but he still did not change his original intention, such stubbornness, such arrogance, made the colorless nunnery master think of a shadow that had gradually faded away, and the soul that had already been like the ashes of the cold ashes actually reappeared with vitality。 In fact, whether Yang Ning is timid or strong, in the eyes of the colorless nunnery, it is not worth mentioning, only Yang Ning's stubbornness will make her move and appreciate.

Hiding all his emotions under a cold and serious mask, the colorless nunnery master said lightly: "Okay, okay, since you think so, the poor nun doesn't have to take care of your master, you take out the sword, let the poor nun see if you have such weight, let you be so rampant at a young age." ”

Feeling the killing intent contained in that indifferent voice, Yang Ning no longer had a trace of fear in his heart, since there was no way out, then he would no longer waste his mind on fear, and said slowly: "Since the seniors want to avenge Miss Ping, the disciple will take it, but the disciple's swordsmanship is not proficient, and he wants to use the knife to ask the seniors for advice, I don't know if the seniors can allow the next knife to be changed?"

When the master of the colorless nunnery heard this, he somehow felt displeased from the bottom of his heart, and said coldly: "I see that you have a rebellious temperament, and you are unwilling to overcome rigidity with softness in the fierce martial arts of "Great Sumeru Vajra Force", then Ye Mo used his proud kung fu to fight with you, and you actually drew a gourd in the same way, and even did such a stupid thing as a hard connection with the arrow of the Lord of the Yihui, how could you face the poor nun but refused to use a sword." ”

Yang Ning didn't hide it, and said calmly: "My swordsmanship attainments are not as advanced as palm skills, but if I fight with my predecessors with my bare hands, I must be dead or alive. ”

The master of the colorless nunnery nodded and said: "You are also smart, seeing your shot, it is really a deeper attainment on the palm, against Ye Mo's battle, you are just relying on your skill, that sword is just a vain appearance, since you said that there is some confidence in the knife technique, it stands to reason that the poor nun should allow you to change the knife, but the poor nun loves the sword all his life, if you make the sword, the poor nun is still interested in competing with you in the swordsmanship, if you use the knife, you can't say that the poor nun can only bully the weak, and a sword takes your life." But if you don't give you a chance at all, it will also make people say that the poor nun bullies the small with the big, so let's do it, the poor nun practiced swords all his life, and created a set of lonely cold swordsmanship, which is divided into three layers, the first layer has a total of thirty-six styles, which is the basic sword style, which was created by the poor nun before the age of thirty, and the second layer has a total of twelve styles, which was created by the poor nun before the age of forty, and there is one style, and the poor nun has only got an outline until now. If you use a sword to fight the poor nun, then the poor nun only uses the thirty-six basic swordsmanship, what do you think?"

Yang Ning's knowledge of martial arts is not shallow, and he naturally understands that the master of the colorless nunnery has given up a great advantage, only using basic swordsmanship, and does not use internal force to suppress, it can be said that there is no better situation than this, although the meaning of the colorless nunnery master is also restrained by himself, that is, he can only use swordsmanship to win, or he can use other moves, but it is impossible to use light skills to fight, and after thinking about the benefits and losses, Yang Ning finally made a decision.

The dragon groaned, the sword bloomed, Yang Ning pulled out the sword out of the sheath, turned his wrist, and pointed to the sky, which is the starting gesture of Shaolin Dharma swordsmanship "A stick of incense in front of the Buddha", although the Dharma swordsmanship is not the deepest martial arts of Shaolin, but this set of swordsmanship has both offense and defense, if you meet an opponent who does not know the depth, it is the best. Seeing that Yang Ning used the Dharma swordsmanship to attack first, the colorless nunnery master smiled slightly and said, "Okay, you can know how to choose this kind of swordsmanship and fight with the poor nun first, your swordsmanship has already been introduced." ”

Yang Ning's expression was awe-inspiring, and he said respectfully: "Since the owner of the nunnery intends to instruct Zijing swordsmanship, the younger generation is naturally willing to obey his fate, but the owner of the nunnery is empty-handed, and he doesn't know where the sword is?"

The colorless nunnery master didn't feel Yang Ning's dissatisfaction at all, reached out and took out a light yellow bamboo flute from under the monk's robe, and said with a smile: "The poor nun doesn't use the sword anymore, so he uses this bamboo flute to replace him, don't say that the poor nun snubs you, even if it is a branch and a leaf, in the hands of the poor nuns, it is better than the pure Jun sword in your hand." ”

If others heard it, most of them thought that the colorless nunnery master looked down on Yang Ning, but Yang Ning somehow, but he clearly felt the colorless nunnery's intentions, and knew that she did not have any pretentiousness, so he said lightly: "Martial arts have reached the level of the nunnery master, flying flowers and picking leaves is just an ordinary thing, not to mention a bamboo flute, it is a withered branch, and it is better than a divine weapon in the hands of the nunnery master, and the younger generation will not misunderstand the meaning of the nunnery." ”

Hearing this, the master of the colorless nunnery couldn't help but clasp his hands and said: "Okay, good, Zijing is worthy of being a disciple of the Martial Arts Sect, poor nuns will no longer use swords after they are forty years old, but they don't do it for you, you can understand this, it seems that you have really worked swordsmanship, I don't know if you are deliberately humble as a child, and you also say that your swordsmanship is not good, poor nuns don't like such pretentiousness." ”

Yang Ning didn't answer, a ray of pride flashed in his eyes, the colorless nunnery master saw it in his eyes, couldn't help shaking his head and laughing, and said: "Okay, good, it's the poor nun who is suspicious, for the sake of your child being so bright, the poor nun might as well tell you the truth, the poor nun came today to take your life, but not for the smoke, but the poor nun himself wants to kill you." Although you hurt Yan'er, but the poor nun will not embarrass you for this matter, hum, Yan'er's character and qualifications are still above the poor nuns, if you want to retaliate, won't she come by herself, although the poor nuns love her, but they will not go beyond the blistering to this point. No matter what means you use, depending on your temperament, even if it is not a fair duel, it must not be too outrageous, and the grievances and entanglements between you will not be asked. If you want to kill you, it's the poor nun's own selfishness, don't ask why, the poor nun won't say it, telling you this, giving you a chance to survive, it's just to make the poor nun feel at ease, you don't have to be grateful for it, let alone think about turning around, whether you can survive today can only depend on your own ability. ”

Yang Ning's eyebrows raised slightly when he heard this, in fact, he didn't care about why the colorless nunnery master wanted to kill him, but he faintly felt that the colorless nunnery master seemed to have some misunderstandings about his duel with Pingyan, no matter what the situation was that day, no matter whether Pingyan showed mercy in the end, but he never used any means, but even so, Yang Ning didn't have any idea of justifying, no matter who he was looking for, Yang Ning would not have the urge to explain, what others thought in their hearts was insignificant to him.