Chapter 689

In front of the Mishui River, yin'er salutes Prince Yan, and then directly ignores someone. She trots to the woman next to her and says in a delicate voice, "little nun, I'm yin'er"

aman looks at the little girl in front of her, with a warm smile on her face. She raises her hand and pats her little head, and says in a soft voice, "lovely"

not far away, Ganoderma lucidum is standing there, not daring to rely on her It's too close.

Yin'er runs back to the girl, pulls her to the front, and says, "little nun, this is sister Lingzhi. Now we are learning sword with me"

aman looks at the girl with the same smile on her face, and says in a soft voice, "my qualifications are better than Ning Chen"

"little nun, Ning Chen won't accept the apprentice, can you accept sister Lingzhi?" yin'er takes the former by the arm and asks.

"Good"

aman answered, looked at the little girl and said, "can I teach you?"

Ganoderma lucidum was stunned, and her eyes subconsciously looked at the sound around her.

"Promise quickly, young lady is very powerful"

yin'er reminds us.

"Good..."

Ganoderma lucidum returned, nervously replied.

"Aman, take these two children away first. I have something to say to Ning Chen," Prince Yan said calmly.

"Yes"

after hearing this, aman nodded, put down the sword stand, and immediately looked at the two little girls around him and said in a soft voice, "yin'er, Ganoderma lucidum, you come with me"

"OK"

yin'er pulled Ganoderma lucidum and happily followed.

When the three left, Prince Yan stepped forward to the sword stand. With a wave of his hand, a mottled and broken stone sword flew out. In an instant, the terrible murderous spirit surged out, and the sword of killing immortals reappeared in the world.

In the past, the killing sword of the army of Tianfu was used to turn the forbidden area into a sword, which shocked the whole world.

Ning Chen looked at the immortal sword on the earth, flashed a touch of brilliance in his eyes, and said, "thank you, master"

"take it up" Prince Yan said calmly.

Ning Chen hears speech, look a Zheng, immediately slowly dignified come down, this day, still came finally.

The green sword reflects the setting sun. On the river, it turns into ice in a flash. The king in the sword starts the sword again.

Riverside, aman with two little girls away from the war, the space for two people.

"Young lady, what are they going to do?"

Yin'er looks at the frozen lake. She looks surprised and says.

"The elder is going to leave. Maybe he won't come back for a long time. Before he leaves, he wants to verify whether Ning Chen's sword has the ability to protect himself." aman whispered.

In the river of tranquil water, the swordsmen passing by are calm in green and dignified in red. The same swords are on the top, one is invincible in the world, the other is invincible all over the world. Different swords have been on the road for 30 years, and we know the wind and rain.

On the immortal sword, the wind of the evil spirit turns. Even if the sword edge is broken, the power of the immortal sword is still extraordinary.

With the immortal sword in hand, Ning Chen's whole body rises without any hesitation. With the help of Xiangxiang, the essence and blood of the four gods catalyze the return of the Phoenix. His black hair turns red, and his long blood hair flies in the wind.

Looking at the young people in front of him growing up from the weak young man, Prince Yan's calm eyes can't help but flash a touch of emotion. Among the young people of the same generation, the younger generation in front of him undoubtedly took on too much. To be fair, he really didn't expect that the young man of that year could grow up to this level.

The talent is ordinary, and the spirit is ordinary. No matter what aspect, it is not an easy talent to learn martial arts.

However, he has a tough and unyielding temperament, and also has the courage to take on everything.

All along, he thought that the younger generation's insistence deviated from the essence of martial arts. However, after looking at the later generation's desperate efforts to move forward over the years, he also wanted to see how far the young people could go along this road.

If we don't reach the strongest point, maybe nothing can be settled, so can the resurrection.

"Come on, use what you have learned all your life to prove to me that you have not gone wrong," Prince Yan said.

Ning Chen's eyes were fixed and he drank it in a soft voice. The whole body of Feng Yuan rushed to the Ninth Heaven, and the red hair rolled up wildly. The breath of terror spread again and again. The whole work gathered and the peak was unique.

It's a sword that can be used in only one place. It's amazing.

All over the sky crisscross the sword light of killing, burst out a terrible pressure, on the river, huge waves, swept hundreds of feet high.

With a thumping sound, the two swords clashed, and the frost of the green sword was surging. Over the whole Mishui River, huge waves were frozen, forming one wave mountain after another.

A moment later, the sword light overflowed, and the ice covered waves collapsed and scattered all over the sky.

The sound of the sword reflects the setting sun, abandoning all other thoughts, and for the first time being able to know the fate of the whole God, there is no burden, no guard, only the sword is dazzling.

"Breaking the sky"

the immortal sword breaks the sky, the vast void collapses, and the power of the sword roars in the sky. It turns out that there is such a sword on the sword, and the sword of knowing one's fate is not just a killing weapon.

"The sword breath is pure and upright, you didn't let me down"

Prince Yan cut away Jianlan with his sword, and his figure flashed to the front.The double swords strike each other, the heaven and the earth incline four times, and the rumbling sky is the sound of the sword on the top of the sword, proving the heart, self, sword and Tao.

As the sun goes down, the last touch of brilliance is gone. Night is coming, and the cold wind is gradually rising. The sound of the sword is sonorous, and the wind is rustling. There is no mercy, because the road to the future is unforgiving.

After 30 years of watching, learning and using swords, I have earned a reputation for being crazy about swords. Maybe one day, there will be an end to swords. Then, before the end of the road, I will not complain or regret.

Listening to the sound of the former sword, Prince Yan's eyes became more and more heavy, and the sword edge in his hand became more and more fierce. The green light was frozen for thousands of miles.

In the world of ice and snow, Ning Chen points his left hand together and crosses the body of the sword. Suddenly, the hundred suns soar into the sky, illuminating the night.

The duel on the top of the sword, the light of the sword, the mountain sinking and the sun falling, the top of the nine heavens, the sound of the chain swaying, is the flow of the polar elements on the sword, echoed by heaven and earth.

Zhuxian is not a sword in the world. Wang Jian is also an extraordinary sword. He is constantly crossing his eyes. His sword is as deep as an abyss and as fast as lightning.

An immortal weapon's decision on Wang Jian is not only the heart of the sword, but also the way of the sword. It is also a reflection of one's life without regret.

The sound of the sword was heard clearly. When it came into the ear, it rang in the heart. Prince Yan waved his hand, and the red sword flew out of the air. It was dazzling and brilliant, and it came to kill the immortal.

With a thumping sound, the sea of fire surged, and the aftershocks scattered. The red clothes were dyed red, and the hand of Qinxue still held tightly and refused to let go.

"If you don't let go, you will suffer for a lifetime. Is it worth it?"

When Prince Yan opened his mouth, his two swords flashed with each other and produced an eye-catching sword rainbow, which broke the roaring thunder in the sky.

"It's worth it"

Ning Chen responds, facing the sword, without regret. Maybe, it's never worth it, only willing or not.

Although Ning Chen's sword power is fierce, Wang Jian's advantage is lost.

The situation is unfavourable. Ning Chen's hand is full of immortal Huaguang, and the green dragon roars, circling around his body. The sword of the divine realm breaks through the sky.

With the help of Xiang, the green dragon roars into the sky. The collapsing void is the shock of heaven and earth. The next moment, the green dragon passes by and attacks the king.

The sword move that I have never seen before is more green than blue. A strange color flashed in Prince Yan's eyes. The red sword went against the sky and chopped at the green dragon.

The sword waves roared, and the other waves swung away again and again, sinking for thousands of miles.

"Dragon and Phoenix Sky Burial"

Yu boguang, a figure in red, moves in a flash, two sword lights break out of the air, and the dragon and Phoenix cross each other, blocking the retreat without leaving a flaw.

"The sound of the sword, Feihong"

Prince Yan waved his sword, and the edge of the sword shook through the void, and the sword waves spread out, destroying the light of the sword in an instant.

With a dull hum, the corners of his mouth are red. Ning Chen withdraws half a step at his feet, and his sword is still moving. He steps forward for nine days, surrounded by thousands of swords. The magnificent light of the sword covers the cold moon.

"Nirvana"

at the end of the sword, it reappears the peak of the world. The only sword surpasses the past and stirs the heaven and earth. In the shaking void, the sword light rises up endlessly, as if the heaven is coming and shaking the whole world.

When the meaning of the sword breaks through the boundary, the heart of the sword will be clear. The sword that breaks through the sky will be annihilated to the top of the world.

Seeing the world shaking sword light falling from the sky, Prince Yan waved his left hand, the sword rack on the earth vibrated, and the sand sword flew out. This is the first move that has never been made. He is the most worried younger generation in this life.

"The idea of gods and demons, the reincarnation of all things"

the sword that first appeared in the world turns into a huge whirlpool of sword flow, rolling sand, condensing into the sharpest sword in the world, obliterating everything in the storm.

Bipolar collision, the passage of time, a piece of collapse of time and space continue to spread, a hundred miles, a thousand miles, only endless nothingness.

In the aftershocks, the blood on the arms of the figure in red is constantly dripping, and the red immortal sword is dyed.

"Tick"

a drop of blood falls from the sky and falls into the lake. The clear result on the sword has been known for a long time, but at the moment of losing the sword, it is still melancholy.

The three swords return to the scabbard, and the space returns to calm. In the river, the ice disappears and waves start again.

Prince Yan stepped down from the void, looked at the water waves in the lake, and said calmly, "I will leave soon. From now on, it's up to you"

"well"

Ning Chen nodded silently and answered.

"Zhuxian sword is not a sword in the world. The evil spirit on the sword is too heavy. If you use it frequently, it will bring a great load to your body. Therefore, don't use this sword unless you have to," Prince Yan told him seriously.

"The younger generation will remember" Ning Chen should say again.

Prince Yan stopped, turned his eyes, and looked at the young man who had been exposed to the wind and frost. After all, there was a trace of impatience in his heart. He said, "where are those two people from today?"

"Ming Palace" Ning Chen said truthfully.

Prince Yan nodded and said, "where are you?"

"Well"

Ning Chen nodded and said, "in a Jedi in the realm of spiritual emptiness"

Prince Yan nodded again and said calmly, "I will solve this problem for you, but only this time. Ning Chen, I won't persuade you to give up your burden. This road is your choice. I don't know how far you can go, but you grew up early It's far beyond my expectation. I hope you can prove again in the future that what I said was wrong. "Ning Chen nodded gently, and wrote down every word that the person in front of him said.

Far away, aman looked at the two people, a touch of sadness flashed in his clean eyes. After all, did they have to separate?

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