Song Ning nodded at Zhao Yueru, but when his eyes fell on Zhao Yueru, he saw Leng Yuexiao behind him.
At this moment, Song Ning thought that Leng Yuexiao's eyes would be his figure, but what Song Ning saw in Leng Yuexiao's eyes was nothing but green light.
Purify the demon flame ... Is it possible to have a magic power that attracts attention?
Song Ning shook his head and put it aside for the time being. He put the purified demon flame into the storage ring, and stood in the courtyard outside the Jinxian Temple, ten feet away from Lin Aotian.
Outside the Golden Immortal Hall, there are more than a thousand ways. The surface explains the hard stones, and there are some enchantments above these stones, making the stones extra hard.
"After all, I changed the golden fairy twice, lest you lose and say that I am bullying the small, let's go first." Lin Aotian waved his hand casually.
Song Ning looked at him indifferently: "Then don't say I bully you."
"Oh, what are you driving ..."
Boom!
Lin Aotian's body exploded, Mars exploded between his feet and the ground, and he stepped back a dozen feet before stopping. Just now, Song Ning took out Fen Tianjian instantly and slashed at Lin Aotian. Lifting the sword to block, but Song Ning's vigorous force still makes Lin Aotian's body unable to withstand the sudden eruption of the force and retreating.
A dozen feet ...
There are two long marks on the ground. This black mark is caused by the friction between Lin Aotian's feet and the ground just now. Others may not know it, but Lin Aotian sees it very clearly. Among the two marks, the stone on the ground A fine crack appeared on the board!
What a strong force.
Lin Aotian's wrist still felt a little numb until now.
At this moment, the people who watched the battle all looked at Song Ning, and could make Lin Aotian retreat under one blow. This force of Song Ning is extremely strong!
Song Ning's blow was unexpected, but everyone did not expect that Lin Aotian slammed his long sword in his hand and smiled: "It's interesting, a sword that can obviously hurt me, but I have to cut it head-on, just to give I have a warning? "
In the hands of Song Ning, Burning Sky Sword crossed in front of him: "It's no use to bully you. Once you have done it, let's start."
"Eh? There is no sword spirit in the burning sword?"
"Oh, the Burning Sky Sword without the sword spirit could actually repel Lin Aotian, and Song Ning wasted the only chance that Lin Aotian could be hurt."
Among these sounds, Lin Aotian attracted the long sword, which was half silver and half crimson. Under the influence of Lin Aotian ’s fairy power, a roar came from the long sword. This roaring sound hysterically resembled the memory of the sword body. In a wild beast.
"The Sword of Hate, which is also one of the three ancient artifacts of the ancient times, the sword spirit is a huge wild beast. On this weapon, Song Ning not only has no advantage, but also is at a disadvantage because he cannot summon the sword spirit." Xuan Bingtian squinted. In this scene, although she had previously thought that Song Ning might win in the duel, but now she still hopes that Song Ning will lose because of the purification of Yaoyan as a bet.
"I only know that there is a treasure in Ao Tian's hands, but I don't know that this treasure is a sword of hatred, Lin Daoyou, what is this sword of hatred?" Xuan Bing Tianneng looked at Lin Zhendong beside her with a cold look.
Sword of Hate? !
The monks around Jinxian didn't care just now, but now it seems that what Lin Aotian is holding is a sword of hatred!
Only then did they understand why they were still intact after having suffered a blow from the Sky Burning Sword, which turned out to be one of the three ancient artifacts of the Sorrowful Sword.
"Blazing away from the hatred, purifying the demon inflammation, now even here, the sword of hatred comes out, today's battle, there is a look." A Jin Xian narrowed his eyes.
"It's still a place to Song Ning. This is not easy. Don't just pour out the purifying demon flame directly in a crisis." The old man who painted Song Ning before sighed.
Buzz ... buzz.
Just as Lin Aotian attracted the sword spirits in the sword of hatred, Song Ning felt a tremor from the burning sword, but even so, the burning sword only shuddered, and no longer after the shaking At half a point, Jianling Xiaofen still did not wake up.
"I have to admit that you did become stronger, but even if you become stronger, you still want to win me, or you are a fool." Lin Aotian's hands in the hate sword stood in front of him, the index finger closed tightly, lying flat on this hate Above the body of the sword, there are words in his mouth.
"Heaven and Earth, Yin and Yang ..."
Chu Yang cut!
A round of sun appeared indifferently in the sky. The sun burned with a strong flame. Even the golden fairy felt the world in front of him in a trance. Apart from the light, it was hard to see others.
"This, what kind of technique is this!" The monks were shocked. Even if they didn't recall the history recorded in the classics, they couldn't recognize what kind of technique and how powerful it was.
Song Ning's eyes lost his vision. He wanted to rely on Xianli to capture each other's movements, but at the moment he found that this dazzling light not only obscured the vision, even Xianli could not feel Lin Aotian's movements.
The early sun cut, with the rising power of the early sun, the strong light passed through and burned out.
At this time, a few eight-turn nine-turn golden fairy could see clearly. At the beginning of the show, Lin Aotian's hands seemed to raise a round of the sun. His hands waved forward, as if the sun was almost smashing. On Song Ning.
The speed of light is so fast that even Jinxian can hardly reach it. This early yang cut is not only based on perception, but more importantly, the weapon, the sword of hatred, is able to remember the spells that have been experienced by the master, and thus these The technique is passed on to the new owner.
Lin Aotian's ability to show off his early yang is through learning from the sword of hatred.
When Song Ning saw this light coming, the sun had already fallen one foot above Song Ning's head, and even if it didn't even need a moment, it would completely fall on Song Ning.
ended……
The monk Zhongxianxian thought that Lin Aotian also took a decisive shot. If he directly killed Song Ning, then everything would be over. The purification of demon inflammation was caused by Song Ning. If Song Ning died, the purification of demon inflammation would also be Will follow.
"I was able to step you under my feet, then today, too!" Lin Aotian said angrily, with a momentary pause in his hand, and then slammed down.
"Song Ning!" Zhao Yueru exclaimed, she couldn't believe what was happening in front of her eyes, would Song Ning die on this blow? Impossible, how is this possible!
Just when Zhao Yueru was already shocked, everyone suddenly felt a trace of ice cold from this hot temperature.
Kaka Kaka ...
嗤嗤嗤!
There is constant frost condensation, and there is a continuous rise of white water vapor. Just above Song Ning's head, a frost shield was formed. This shield was actively initiated by Song Ning's body. If anyone can see through Song Ning at this moment His body, then he will be surprised to find that the solidified Yuanshen villain in Song Ning ’s body is changing his hands and casting spells, and this frost shield is the Yuanshen villain controlling the power of Yin Condensed!
[The author's digression]: 3/5