Nangong Xuanlun looked up in amazement, but when he saw that the other party was holding a fiery red flying sword, his momentum was overwhelming, and it was obviously extraordinary, and his momentum was immediately weakened by three points. However, this person couldn't help but be weak when he saw it, and his face was covered with a black cloth, and he was timid, so he smiled arrogantly again, and said: "Who are you, could it be that you are also an outer disciple who participated in the selection? Why, I can't wait? Hmph, then let Ben Gongzi clean you up first, so as not to get in the way on the day of the selection." With that, he also sacrificed his flying sword and flew into the air, and in a moment he was at the same height as Ling Xuan, facing each other from afar.

Ling Xuan secretly sneered and said, "It's inconvenient to do it here, if you have the guts, you can follow." With that, the sword trick was drawn, and it turned into a fiery red streamer and headed for the outside of the northern city gate.

Nangong Xuanlun sneered, and it was also Edgeworth who caught up, and said, "Why should this son be afraid of you, a kid who doesn't dare to look at people with his true face. ”

The two soon flew away from Nangong City and came to stand above a bush more than ten miles outside the city, facing each other from afar.

In the last encounter, Ling Xuan had already seen through Nangong Xuanlun's cultivation by seven or eight points, at most he was only a late-stage out-of-body cultivation, comparable to himself, although he didn't know what flying sword magic weapon he had, but he had the best spirit weapon Sun Snatching Sword, one of the top ten superb immortal weapons, the Creation Immortal Hu, and the Fire Spirit Immortal Armor from the innate spirit treasure fire monkey, even if Hong Yu didn't follow today, he shouldn't lose him.

He was very sure that he had won Nangong Xuanlun, thinking that even if he didn't kill him, he had to teach him a good lesson. Thinking about it, he said: "You and I are on par in cultivation, and it is not yet known who will kill the deer, so why don't you make a bet?"

Nangong Xuanlun naturally saw that the other party's cultivation was on par with his own, otherwise he would not have followed. Since he has cultivated to the point of being equal, he has to fight the magic weapon of the flying sword, and he has a thousand reasons to believe that the other party is so poor that he wants to fight the magic weapon with himself to the extent that he is covered with the rotten cloth he picked up on the street, which is wishful thinking. Hearing this, he smiled confidently and said, "No matter how you gamble, this son will accompany you to the end." ”

Ling Xuan said: "Okay, no matter who loses today, they will have to abolish their own Taoism, and they will not talk about cultivating the Tao and becoming an immortal from now on, can you dare?"

Nangong Xuanlun laughed and said, "Haha...... This is also called gambling? It is better to add their own heads, and whoever loses will kill himself on the spot. ”

Gambling on self-cultivation, Ling Xuan felt bold enough, but unexpectedly, Nangong Xuanlun was even crazier than him.

Seeing that he was hesitating, Nangong Xuanlun became more and more sure that the other party was timid, and the more afraid the other party was, the happier he became, and he said excitedly: "What, you don't dare?"

Ling Xuan just felt that it was too crazy to gamble on their own lives, but he was afraid, but he would never will. He said, "I don't want your life, just give me all the flying sword magic weapons on your body." ”

Nangong Xuanlun snorted, and the imperial sword rushed over, and said: "What a big breath, this son has a lot of magic weapons on him, I'm afraid you won't have your life to take it." ”

Ling Xuan also did not hesitate at all, and with a sword trick, he hit another flying sword, the Yuquan Sword, and with a flash of brilliance, he struck head-on.

When Nangong Xuanlun saw this sword, he laughed arrogantly and said, "Haha...... The best magic weapon, yes, but you expect to win this son with it? ”

He also led the sword trick, bypassed it to the left, and easily avoided the Yuquan Sword that flew like a poisonous snake, and at the same time pinched the spell, several wind blades broke through the air, and said: "Let you see what a spell is." ”

Ling Xuan played a trick and scattered three wind blades, but the other four wind blades circled, bypassing his counterattack and flying head-on, the wind was whistling, faintly breaking through the air. Nangong Xuanlun's cultivation is not low, and it can be seen from his hand that his control of spells has probably reached the point where he can do whatever he wants, and his mind is connected, ordinary people play wind blades, which are generally straight line attacks, but he controls the four wind blades and turns a corner, no less than a steel sword in Zhiwan, the swordsman is just and resolute, but it can not be broken, it is difficult, Ling Xuan knows very well, he has tried, but he can't reach the point of doing what he wants anyway.

In order to achieve free control over the spells you play, you must first have a thorough understanding of the spells you are using and establish a subtle psychic connection with them. Although he had only changed the direction of the four wind blades, Ling Xuan had a different view of him.

Nangong Xuanlun should not be underestimated.

Ling Xuan hurriedly drew his sword to the side, two wind blades flew past his ears, one grazed his shoulder and flew dangerously, and the fourth, he couldn't avoid it no matter what, but when he heard a muffled sound of 'poof', it hit his chest, and his thick clothes were cut out of a long hole, but fortunately, the fire spirit immortal armor automatically defended, and all of them resisted the power of the wind blade's destruction, so he was not injured.

Nangong Xuanlun's eyes lit up and said, "Good thing, after you die, it will be my son's." As he spoke, he struck several more wind blades in a row, flashing and aggressive.

"If you can control the Wind Blade attack at will, you have some skills. ”

Shi Cai suffered a loss that he didn't know the details, Ling Xuan had already taken precautions, as soon as he drew his sword trick, the whole body of the Yuquan Sword shook, and let out a low hum, like a poisonous snake, turning around and stabbing back, fluorescent and unstoppable. He knew that Nangong Xuanlun would definitely be able to avoid the past, but this move was just to distract him from his concentration and make him no longer able to control the wind blade that was hit. At the same time, he drew the sword trick again, and the raging flames on the Sun-Snatching Sword erupted, like a fierce tiger that had been gathering momentum for a long time, and suddenly shot out. Nangong Xuanlun was busy dealing with the Yuquan Sword, and sure enough, he could no longer control the whirling and screaming wind blade, and several wind blades flew by in an instant, but they only cut through the fiery red afterimage of the Sun-Snatching Sword.

Avoiding the Yuquan Sword, Nangong Xuanlun snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, what a cunning boy, it seems that this son has to show his skills." ”

As he spoke, he pinched the trick and punched something out of his body. This thing is just a thumb-sized pitch-black bead, but it is a black light entwined and swallowed, faintly forming all kinds of hideous and terrifying ghost images around the body, the evil aura is soaring, as soon as it appears, the sun above the head seems to dim by three points, and bursts of cold air attack the body.

Ling Xuan was secretly shocked, such an evil thing, the present world will inevitably bring chaos, the immortal Dao everyone regards it as an enemy, everyone gets it and punishes it, Nangong Xuanlun, as a disciple of the outer sect of the Heavenly Sword Sect, is refining it as a magic weapon, I don't know if the elders of the Heavenly Sword Sect know. Moreover, this bead is familiar in both shape and evil aura.

Nangong Xuanlun smiled proudly and said: "The Lotus Ghost Bead is made with the painstaking efforts of the masters of the thousand-year-old Lotus Seed Meridian Fusion Period, and it is the best of the rare bests in the magic weapon. There is only one in the world, and this son is fortunate to get it, depending on how you die. ”

After saying that, he quickly pinched the magic trick a few more times, and the lotus ghost bead trembled slightly, letting out a creepy scream, and suddenly became several times larger, the size of a fist. Ling Xuan finally remembered that this bead was the evil bead that the five sects joined forces to attack the Erji Sect back then, and he chased him and Zeng Nianyu closely, when he fell off the cliff with the bead in order to save Zeng Nianyu, after he landed, the bead didn't know what to do, and he didn't want to be in the hands of Nangong Xuanlun at this time.

Ling Xuan's face turned cold, but because he was covered with a black cloth, he couldn't see it on the surface, so he said coldly, "Where did you get this pearl?"

Nangong Xuanlun laughed arrogantly and said, "Haha, are you afraid? It doesn't hurt to tell you, this pearl was bought by me from a loose cultivator for a lot of money, it is said that it was personally refined by the Ghost Yin Sect Leader Ghost Lotus with painstaking efforts, it can be called a strange treasure, and my son spent a lot to buy it, but it was worth the money." ”

Ling Xuan said: "A dignified disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, but you use this kind of evil magic weapon, aren't you afraid of the punishment of the master?"

Nangong Xuanlun said: "Bah, what qualifications does the Heavenly Sword Sect have to punish this son? Besides, if you don't say it, who knows that this son has this strange treasure? This son is sure, and you will soon shut up forever." ”

As he spoke, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes, and then he pinched the trick continuously, and shot out more than a dozen wind blades in a row, whistling and joining together, like a hideous ghost, breaking through the air, and the lotus ghost bead was still floating above his head, ghostly, but it did not move.

Ling Xuan clearly saw the hint of cunning flashing in Nangong Xuanlun's eyes, his heart tightened, and he sent out several magic tricks in a row to meet the attack, but the speed of the wind blade was so fast, the wind was so fast, he only had time to disperse half of it, and the other half quickly approached. He hurriedly drew his sword technique, and the Sunsnatcher Sword erupted again with a burst of fire, and the tip of the sword turned around and swept to one side, easily avoiding all wind blades.