Just when everyone in the ring focused all their attention on Ning Chen and Cao Mo, Ning Chen and Cao Mo didn't say a word and entered their respective spirit rooms. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After a while, looking at Ning Chen and Cao Mo's spirit bodies, they had already appeared on the spirit rhino ring one after another.

Looking at Ning Chen, who seemed to be a scholar, standing opposite him, Cao Mo's face was already full of fierce light.

"Ning Chen, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time. Cao Mo stared at Ning Chen, and said word by word, every word was full of murderous intent.

"Oh, is it?" Ning Chen's answer was extremely simple, although his expression was slightly solemn, but his tone did not have the slightest fear of Cao Mo.

Since he was already standing here, Ning Chen didn't think about how to lose.

He also knew that Cao Mo was dissatisfied and hateful towards himself, but after going through a lot, Ning Chen knew that the best way to deal with this kind of person was to subdue it at one time, and if he didn't accept it, he would get rid of it, and cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

That's the easiest way to solve the problem.

However, just when Ning Chen's words were just spoken, I saw that Cao Mo seemed to be unable to wait to tear Ning Chen apart, his arms shook suddenly, and in an instant, looking behind Cao Mo, a bright silver flying sword was suddenly formed, each flying sword was three feet long, full of white space, like a fan, like a peacock opening the screen.

The only difference is that each of these bright silver flying swords is full of cold killing intent, which makes people's hearts cold.

These one hundred and eight bright silver flying swords, except for three of them left by the Lingqiu Ancestor, the other one hundred and five were all refined by Cao Mo himself, called the Burning Silver Sword Array.

For the sword array, even if a disciple of the Lingqiu Sect can control eighty-one at the same time, it is already extremely rare, but Cao Mo can control one hundred and eight at once, which shows how profound his attainments are in controlling weapons.

As these one hundred and eight branded silver swords were all revealed by Cao Mo, the expressions on the faces of the disciples of the Lingqiu Sect in the stands also changed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

They didn't expect that Cao Mo would come up with his famous skills at the beginning, not a temptation.

At the beginning, he had to do his best, which showed how unhappy this Cao Mo was with Ning Chen.

This kind of unhappiness is now not only about the intimacy between Han Yunshan and Ning Chen, but more importantly, Cao Mo at this moment has deeply felt the threat from Ning Chen.

Right now, it is necessary to tear Ning Chen apart with lightning speed, and shatter Ning Chen's dazzling aura in the Lingqiu Sect, otherwise sooner or later, his identity as the eldest disciple of the Lingqiu Sect will not be guaranteed.

Thinking of this, Cao Mo no longer had the slightest hesitation, mobilized the aura of his body, and the one hundred and eight branded silver flying swords behind him began to tremble faintly, like a piercing buzz, and even caused the surrounding air to form bursts of strange fluctuations.

The sound came to everyone's ears, and it made people's hearts palpitate again and again.

Before he could get out of this kind of palpitation among the crowd, Cao Mo's hand covered with aura pointed directly at Ning Chen with killing intent, and suddenly one hundred and eight flying swords, with a heart-palpitating buzz, like a rain of swords, roared straight towards Ning Chen from top to bottom.

The dense rain of swords makes people's scalps tingle just by looking at it, and if it is hit, it will directly pierce the heart with ten thousand arrows.

Han Yunshan, Xiao Fatzi, and even other Lingqiu Sect disciples sweated for Ning Chen.

"That Cao Mo is definitely not a fuel-efficient lamp, if you want to defeat Cao Mo, you can only have a chance by getting close, and you can fight magic weapons and spells with him, it is impossible for him to be an opponent. Xiao Fatzi watched the overwhelming rain of swords, and couldn't help muttering again and again.

On the other hand, Ning Chen, who was standing on the side of the ring, looked at the air and the overwhelming sword rain roaring, although his expression did not fluctuate much, his brows were already slightly furrowed, and at this moment, Ning Chen could already really feel the pressure brought by the roaring sword rain.

This kind of coercion is even more powerful than Xiao Fatzi.

However, in this regard, Ning Chen did not flinch in the slightest, or was afraid, his hands suddenly clasped together, and he tried his best to mobilize the aura in his body.

In an instant, looking behind Ning Chen, the law of the Tianyin Ancient God once again appeared, unlike before, this time, in the hands of the Tianyin Ancient God, it was the Tianyin Jade Bottle that was held, and the power that seemed to be a true god was several times stronger than before!

Obviously, at this moment, Ning Chen had already taken out all his strength.

Just when one hundred and eight slashed his head and face, Ning Chen's folded hands suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, and his peaceful eyes were even more golden.

Then, in the face of the roaring sword rain, Ning Chen let out a violent sound, and the sound waves directly overshadowed the buzzing sound produced by the scorching silver sword rain.

At the same time, the Tianyin Ancient God Law Statue behind Ning Chen, holding the Tianyin Jade Bottle, had already aimed the mouth of the bottle at the roaring sword rain little by little.

Whistling, before everyone could react, countless sound blades composed of sound waves, like hurricanes, erupted from the Tianyin Jade Bottle with a whistling roar.

Different from ordinary sound blades, every sound blade released from the Tianyin Jade Bottle is golden and shining, and thousands of sound blades are all condensed from the ancient pure aura, which is thousands of times stronger than ordinary sound blades!

In an instant, as the dense golden sound blades and the scorching silver sword rain collided together, bursts of aura fluctuations suddenly scattered in all directions, and bursts of strange detonations exploded out of thin air.

If it is an ordinary person, as long as it is swept away, the internal organs will be shattered immediately.

Even in the Lingqiu Sect, those disciples and Dao Tongs who have outstanding talent and a little cultivation will tremble faintly when they feel this detonation.

It's terrifying!

At the same time, on the Lingxi ring, the roaring and falling silver sword rain seemed to be extremely powerful, and in an instant, it dispersed a large number of sound blades, but how could the golden sound blades be extremely numerous, and endlessly, the sword rain only fell a few feet violently, and under the dense sound blades, it gave people a feeling of the end of a strong crossbow.

In the past less than two breaths, I saw that the dense one hundred and eight branded silver swords actually stopped their fall, and they were resisted in mid-air, unable to advance a single bit.

Cao Mo, who was constantly mobilizing his aura and trying to kill Ning Chen with one move, saw such a scene, his vicious eyes couldn't help but move slightly, he never thought that Ning Chen didn't dodge in the slightest, and he could catch his move in a hard way.

What shocked Cao Mo even more was that no matter how desperately he tried to mobilize his aura, every flying sword of the silver sword rain could not advance half an inch, as if the sword rain had hit an unshakable sound wall. (To be continued.) )