Chapter 676： Yixiang

At this time, the effect of Heifeng taking Huanyang Dan had already appeared. After his whole body was erratic, his face began to change, the wrinkles on his face disappeared, a white face appeared, and his dry palms began to become delicate. After a while, the whole person recovered completely.

At this time, looking at the black wind again, it was like a woman with fine skin and tender meat, but he did not have the slightest appearance of a woman, but instead he looked very handsome.

"No wonder you want to recover." Seeing this, Song Ning couldn't help laughing.

The monks around secretly praised the magic of Huanyangdan. Song Ninggang made the black wind take it as soon as he finished refining the medicine. In addition to hoping that the medicine of Huanyangdan had sufficient effect, it was also to block Zhang Tianxiao's mouth. This Tianshao may have to defame the quality of the Elixir again.

"Thank Master!" Black Wind bowed excitedly.

Song Ning waved his hand, and then turned to look at Zhang Tianxiao. When he turned around, the smile on his face disappeared, revealing an indifferent color.

Zhang Tianxiao grinned, and his murderous body flashed all over his body. At first glance, he knew that he was the one who had experienced fighting.

"I remember, just like you were going to join?" Song Ning stood quietly, pointing at Liang Xiuqi.

Liang Xiuqi stunned slightly, Zhang Tianxiao shouted: "Your opponent is me!"

Zhang Tianxiao cut it out with a knife. Such behavior is the same as a sneak attack. The knife light fell, and Song Ning felt a space squeeze around him, seeming to bind it.

This knife is extremely fast, only to see the knife light up, the blade has already fallen on Song Ning's head.

Most of the monks didn't see what happened, they felt a burst of energy, a wave of energy fluctuated, and they were shocked. At this time, when they looked at Song Ning, he lifted **** above his fingers. A silver light flashed, and the silver light turned into a lightsaber, and this silver lightsaber was resisting a huge golden sword light.

Silver and gold are deadlocked, and the power fluctuations are constantly coming out. However, no matter how strong this power fluctuation is, Song Ning did not even frown, even his hair, did not sway because of the fluctuation of power.

Song Ning turned his hand to take out a joss stick and lit it. He flicked his hand and put the incense on the ground.

"Yi Xiang's time, you seem to have forgotten to count the time." Song Ning seemed extremely calm.

The two lights of gold and silver dissipated, and Zhang Tianxiao ’s knife was also just a knock on the mountain and tiger. He hummed: "Blocked me a blow, you really think you can survive a burnt incense? It does n’t matter whether you burn incense or not, because you do n’t use it. Last incense stick, you will definitely die! "

Between the words, the golden light behind Zhang Tianxiao was great. The dense light of the golden sword condensed behind him. The golden light completely condensed into a substance, floating, and setting off a strong wind.

Song Ning flicked his arm slightly and stood with his hand down. There was no sword energy around him. He smiled lightly: "Don't misunderstand this Daoist, I burn incense, because within this incense incense, I want you die."

"Haha, arrogant!"

Buzz ~

The blade of light was as dense as raindrops, and almost surrounded Song Ning's entire body in a blink of an eye. With the momentum of destruction and decay towards Song Ning, Zhang Tianxiao's swordsmanship in his hand continued as if he was in control.

"This Tianxiao is very strong ..." Black Wind shook his heart. Heifeng didn't know what Song Ning's strength is now, but now this Tianxiao only relies on this trick, I am afraid how many Immortals will be killed.

Seeing the elders from Tiangong, he nodded slightly: "Tianxiao's strength has improved again, not bad."

Faced with this blow, even outsiders would feel trembling when they looked at it, but such an attack fell on Song Ning's eyes, but Song Ning seemed to be totally indifferent, with a pinch in his right hand, fingers rubbing, and silver suddenly appeared all over his body. Light and silver light shuttled around Song Ning, turning into countless silver lightsabers.

The crackling sound kept on, the sound of sword collision almost connected, and Song Ning's body sparkled all over.

The blade shook the sky.

Sword anger.

When the swords were staggered, the sword light seemed to occupy a great advantage, but Song Ning was unharmed. He looked calmly and walked towards Zhang Tianxiao step by step.

step.

Two steps.

Three steps ...

Every time he fell, there was a wave of ripples around him, and the three types of Yuyu appeared under his feet, and a strange space around him appeared.

"Humph, carving insect skills." Zhang Tianxiao flipped his hands and hit a few palms, each palm fell on the surrounding space.

Kaka Kaka.

Zhang Tianxiao's attack seems to have hit the weakest place in space. The three types of Yuyu around Song Ning have just condensed and have not yet been strengthened. They were scattered by Zhang Tianxiao's few hands.

Song Ning's chest was stuffy, he stopped, and with a trace of surprise in his eyes, he stood still.

injured?

Everyone's mind was tight. From the beginning of the battle to the present, Zhang Tianxiao did not seem to exert his full strength. Although Song Ning has been calm, but if he is injured now, then the victory or defeat is fixed.

But when everyone thought that Song Ning was injured, the bright-eyed people suddenly saw that Song Ning had just received some resistance, but he was not injured. At this time, he stood on the spot and was feeling!

Elder Li Tiangong sighed softly, and his eyes fell on Song Ning. There was a trace of confusion in his eyes. His eyes were flowing, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

"You really are looking for death." Zhang Tianxiao's gold knife turned, and the knife face suddenly fell towards Song Ning.

The blade of this golden knife instantly became the size of a hundred feet, and the face of the knife was four or five feet wide. The face of the knife fell horizontally and down into the corner of the sky. It fell on the top of Song Ning's head.

Zheng!

Song Ning is second to none, and a silver sword light pops up.

But the sword light just touched the golden blade, and it seemed to be broken, and the ‘click’ disappeared.

Song Ning's pupils shrank and looked at the golden face of the knife. For the first time, he felt a sense of crisis.

"Have you counted?" Elder Li Tiangong raised his eyebrows. "It's still too arrogant. When it's time to fight, I should feel it."

Seeing that Song Ning was too late to defend, Zhang Tianxiao suddenly burst out laughing: "Kneel down for me!"

Song Ning quickly put his hands together. At this time, he was surrounded by a silver-white sword light. In the blink of an eye, when the golden sword face fell, the silver sword tip was on the golden sword face, and Song Ning turned into a silver light. The sword, although only 30% of the silver sword light from the tip of both hands, has already pressed the golden blade.

But when everyone was relieved to think that Song Ning blocked the blow, a powerful force burst like a burst from the sky, directly hitting the golden knife face, and countless gold appeared in the sky. Knife-faced ghost image, knife-faced ghost image fell wildly, hitting Song Ning.

Like a nail, Song Ning turned into a sword, although he was strong, but he was sinking by the golden blade, his legs were shaking, his feet were caught in the soil.

【Author's Digression】: 4/5