Crackling!

Ning Gongzi only felt that a cold force came from the tip of the sword and slammed into his chest, and he was forced to take three steps back, and then a touch of blood appeared on his handsome face, as if fine blood beads were seeping out of the blood vessels.

He was conceited as a monk who was about to step into the sevenfold realm, and he also had the pride of the young master of Leng Feng Zhai, he thought that it would be easy to suppress a small shop that was not long-sighted, but now that he was just confronting an inconspicuous young man at the door of the small shop, he was already beginning to feel a sense of powerlessness that he was unwilling to admit.

At the moment when Ning Gongzi staggered back, Ye Wen also trembled at the same time, and the tingling sensation on the surface of his skin suddenly rose, as if he had been stabbed by a thousand sharp needles, and the whole person involuntarily took a step back.

In the next moment, a chill of the forest permeated from the surrounding space, and the white sword shadow swept forward like an avalanche, mercilessly drowning towards Ning Gongzi.

"Damn!"

A sense of shame came out of his heart, and Ning Gongzi became more and more angry, because in his eyes, Ye Wen was a little insect that could be pinched to death, but what happened in reality was mocking him, and the condescending attitude just now was a living slap in the face for him who was at a disadvantage at the moment.

He is a rare genius in the Fu Dao, even among the younger generation in Dongcheng District, he is also one of the few outstanding existences, but because of the identity of the young master of Leng Feng Zhai, even if he meets a guy who is not long-eyed, he often solves the problem easily without his own hands, so that his personal strength is subconsciously ignored.

It's no wonder, after all, if there is such a strong backstage, what is personal bravery, that is, no matter how clever the pipeline method is, if it is a lonely person, and provokes behemoths such as Xiang Lengfeng Zhai and Baibao Pavilion, the end is almost no suspense.

However, even so, Ning Gongzi still believes in his own talismans, and he can definitely rank in the top ten in the same age, and the difference between self-confidence and arrogance is that the former is based on real strength, and it is just self-absorption.

He never thought of himself as the latter, and even often laughed at the stupid guy who didn't want to weigh his true weight, but the moment he stepped back, the pride and faith he had always felt seemed to waver.

"You dare to tease Ben Gongzi! I will never let you go!"

Shame can cause anger, and anger can make people lose their minds, Ning Gongzi's calm side finally began to disintegrate at this moment, and that anger was almost uncontrollable, making his mind and body in a tense state, as if he was pulling a bowstring on the verge of breaking.

His face showed a furious expression, his body leaned forward violently, and his left foot, which was as heavy as Mount Tai, suddenly stepped forward, and when he stepped out, his wrist swirled with a sharp small wind blade and a flickering electric snake, and the sword of wind and thunder in his hand flashed brightly, becoming unprecedentedly condensed, and the thin sword body buzzed.

A sword stabs!

At the moment when facing the white sword waterfall that rushed to the opposite side like an avalanche, only a few inches away, dozens of elusive changes suddenly appeared, the sword seemed to be as light as a feather, and it seemed to be as heavy as Mount Tai, as heavy as light, and the trajectory that penetrated the air came into view, that is, it was as fast as lightning, and it seemed to be so slow that time began to stagnate.

The incomparably contradictory feeling stirred wildly in an instant, making people want to vomit blood. Under the rage, Ning Gongzi finally completely abandoned the idea of self-respecting identity, and made up his mind that he must completely kill the hateful young man in front of him regardless of everything, even if it is the price of paying a long time to recover.

The sound of the avalanche stopped abruptly, and the dense white sword shadow as rain suddenly dissipated, as if it was a waterfall broken by a large rock, and a large hole was cut in the middle. The sword that seemed to be heavy and light suddenly accelerated, heading straight for Ye Wen's forehead.

Rumble!

As if the sea was flowing backwards, the raindrops that had originally spread out suddenly converged inward, and returned to Ye Wen's body as if they were going back in time, blocking the sword of wind and thunder that flashed from lightning.

Ning Gongzi sneered, regardless of the body's bearing capacity, and vigorously urged the Dao power to the extreme, the ethereal and unpredictable sword shadow changed again, and under the advantage of counterattacking and attacking, he suddenly relieved the previous depression, and stabbed out one sword after another, which seemed to be so slow that mortals could clearly capture it, but it seemed that the move was difficult to parry, and the change in the momentum of the wind and thunder was in it, showing the edge of being an outstanding master of the younger generation.

Every time Ye Wen took a sword, he was forced to take a step back, and the sound of an iceberg being chiseled sounded continuously, and the strong wind around him began to stir, but then it was suppressed by the fluctuations that seeped out of the ground.

One-step, two-step, three-step......

A total of seven steps back!

The stool that was originally sitting in the back was just a few steps away from touching, but Ye Wen's expression was the same as before, and the coldness in his eyes did not decrease but increased, as if he couldn't perceive his advantages Don't slowly smooth out, and gradually fall behind.

The suppressed momentum did not completely disappear, with the high-speed swing of both swords, with the two of them as the center, the fallen leaves of the street within ten steps were all shattered, and the surrounding space shook out bursts of looming ripples, as if they were about to burst out.

But at the moment when the ripples shook and expanded, the fluctuations on the ground diffused out again, and pieces of mysterious rune fragments wrapped around, like a cool breeze blowing, and the shock wave that had begun to expand suddenly dissipated, as if it had never appeared before.

"It seems that although this son has some strength, he can indeed compete with me, but it is obviously a lack of stamina, and he has no sharpness at the beginning, it is difficult to use more tricks from the beginning, trying to solve it quickly, but unfortunately he miscalculated my strength, I didn't expect that my wind, thunder, and mountain three sword intents are integrated, and it is impossible to be defeated in an instant!"

Ning Gongzi's heart moved slightly, and there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes, his heart was really a lowly person, did he really think that with this kind of half-strength, he would be enough to show his teeth and claws in front of him as the young master of Leng Feng Zhai? If he revealed his identity in a playful manner at the beginning, and then showed this kind of strength, maybe he would still have the idea of recruiting talents, but now even if he kneels and begs for mercy, he can't change his fate of half dead!

He thought about it, the other party is a monk who can stay in Dongcheng District, and most of them also have a little backstage, and the patrol team in Dongcheng District is quite persistent in murders, if he really kills the other party, although he can make him feel comfortable, but for the sake of such a lowly person to cause unnecessary trouble, it is really a loss of his identity.

Well, let's fight half to death!

Ning Gongzi squinted his eyes and thought with a smile, but at the moment when he was about to stab the eighth sword, he found that the white sword curtain that was retreating suddenly disappeared, but in the blink of an eye, an icefall-like sword momentum swept away, making him subconsciously show a little stunned.

And the sword shadow that stabbed forward only appeared for a moment, and suddenly accelerated to break through the air and rush straight to Ye Wen's throat, without even thinking rationally, as a monk's instinct, this is an inevitable result.

But in the next moment, Ning Gongzi's face suddenly changed drastically.