Chapter 369

"After breaking through the wind? I'm a little disappointed. I'm going to break through the barriers of taking advantage of this force. " Ning Yue gently shook his head and sighed, although in terms of the frontier, chengfengjing is not a low level. However, for the strong of the whole continent, chengfengjing is the real entry point.

It will be an innovative breakthrough if you can glide freely in mid air with the help of the control of airflow and improve your physique.

The sword spirit replied: "yes, without the physical enhancement brought by the breakthrough of the wind realm, the master's body can't bear the power from the demons. Moreover, it is precisely because the master himself has the higher blood of the demons that he lowers the threshold to the wind. If you were someone else, no matter how talented the ordinary human being is, it would not be possible to refine that kind of power under the respect environment. "

"I can see it, but I can't eat it. It makes my heart itch."

After that, Ning Yue's eyes suddenly flashed a trace of light.

"Sword spirit, this breakthrough is due to refining a little of the power of the demons, as well as the accumulation before. I think it should be different from the normal breakthrough? For example, how can I control the blood power of the demons? "

"The master guessed right. Now you wake up the blood of the demons for a while. It should be another five seconds. When exerting the power of the seal in the dark Xuan, perhaps the backfire will be smaller. "

"Unfortunately, in this college, I can't use the power of the demons. Even dark Xuan should use as little as possible. That expectation, or push to the end of the new sharp big than again. However, it's also a rare opportunity to let me not rely on dark Xuan. I always wanted to try that, but I didn't have a chance. "

He shook his head and sat on the seat of Chifeng with his sword. His voice was a little lower.

"By the way, Jianling, I remember you said that you have been sleeping for at least a thousand years?"

The sword spirit replied: "it should have been more than a thousand years since I entered the sword. I woke up a few times in the middle of the journey, but I didn't meet a person of such blood as my master, who would wake me up completely. So, every time after a while, I fell asleep again. In the long sleep, the memory is also passing away

"Well, what do you remember in your present incomplete memory? For example, a thousand years ago, Youxuan, the famous goddess of war of junchi in the demon world

When you say that name, even if Ning Yue doesn't enter the space inside the sword, you can feel that the sword spirit has changed. An unprecedented sense of deep cold came out of the dark Xuan ancient sword, almost freezing all his fingers holding the sword on the hilt.

A moment later, the chill slowly dispersed. It seemed that he was stunned for a long time. The sword spirit sighed and said, "master, where did you know the name?"

Ning Yue's heart trembled violently and said, "have you heard that? And that's your name? "

In the space inside the sword, the sword spirit knelt down on the earth, shook his head and said, "I don't know. I can't remember it clearly. But when I heard the name, I felt a very strong sadness rising in my heart, which occupied my body and made my mind stop thinking. I thought, maybe it's really possible that's my lost name. However, it is also possible that the name is not mine, but has a deep relationship with me. Where on earth does the owner know the name? "

Without concealing anything, Ning Yue replied truthfully: "an ancient book records some of the history of the demons thousands of years ago. It should have been written by the demons. I can't understand the original text. Among them, Youxuan, the goddess of war, has an illustration, which makes people feel that she can cross time and space, and that she exudes a sense of terror on the battlefield. But the next page, missing, so that I do not know the end of this person. The back of the painting says, "this is her last fight."

"You Xuan? The last battle? I'm sure that's in my original memory. Just a hear, in the heart of strong sadness let me can no longer think about, what I know is what. Master, can we not talk about this yet? "

"Well, since you don't like it, forget it. It's all right for the time being. Have a rest. "

Looking up and sighing, ningyue put the dark Xuan sword into the sheath.

He was sure that Jianling was hiding something from him. However, since it was a secret he didn't want to tell, he would not force it. For a long time, Jianling has helped him a lot and saved him many times.

If there were no dark Xuan ancient sword and sword spirit, I would rather believe that I might not live until now. So, he didn't want to doubt the sword spirit. She should have no reason to harm him.

In the space inside the sword, the sword spirit looked up at the bloody void sky above. After a long time, his shoulders trembled and shrugged with a bitter smile.

"You Xuan? Has the name of existence been erased? "

There was no other matter. Ningyue was inconvenient to stay in the room. He picked up his sword and walked to the door.

However, just as his right hand was about to touch the door handle, he stopped. Just at this moment, a dark cloud passed in the night sky, and the dim moonlight scattered in the room through the window almost disappeared, which was already dim. Now, it's almost completely dark.

As soon as his eyebrows were raised, Ning Yue quickly took back his right hand and grasped the hilt of dark Xuan's sword. Across the door, just opposite him, there was a new visitor.

The other side's breath fluctuation is very weak, is hiding oneself intentionally.

However, he could detect a faint chill in the void through the crack of the door.

The sword hasn't come out of its sheath, and the edge is cold. For a sword that is sharp enough, when it is excited by its opponent, it can't be restrained by a scabbard.

The dark Xuan in scabbard also is in tiny quiver, also perceived from the other party's bloodthirsty fierce.

When swords meet each other, they have already begun to hum and are full of fighting spirit. There is only one result.

Zheng——

The dark Xuan ancient sword suddenly came out of its sheath. At this time, I would rather not hesitate.

On the opposite side of the door, the same is true of people who come quietly.

Hissing——

The two swords roared almost continuously into a long roar. Under some harsh chopping sound, the closed door broke instantly, and a crack on the surface instantly transmitted the fierce sword Qi to all around. In the blink of an eye, countless pieces of chopping debris flew, and the two swords that ran through the last barrier roared and fought.

Ping!

It is also a shining light as red as blood, gorgeous and beautiful, just like the last blooming of the fading moment of life.

Under the cover of dark clouds, the moonlight is dim, and in the dark room, you can see that only these two trends are moving like meteors. The sword light is constantly colliding and fighting, and the bumping spots are flying and vanishing. Faintly, this darkness is the end of the spread of the Star River, and these two sword lights are the only roar that can make the whole world still declare that the splendor has not disappeared.

The other side's sword is very fast. Ning Yue felt for the first time that he could hardly keep up with the other side's action. What's more, the move is not complicated. It's just the most basic stab cutting and slashing. However, each stroke can almost grasp any flaw in his sword waving action and strike hard at the weakest point.

After only three moves, he was physically and mentally exhausted. He felt as if he had already fought hundreds of moves. Several times of superimposed strength passed through the blade to his palm, and the whole right arm was trembling, unable to do what he wanted.

"Is the gap still so far?"

With a sigh in his heart, Ning Yue suddenly swung back, turned over and stepped on the wooden table in the back, with an ancient sword in his hand. At the same moment, there was a trace of scalding heat in the arm, and the power flowing in the meridians seemed to be burning, lighting the whole arm.

All the power is concentrated in this blow. The arm of the right hand, but awakened a small amount of demon blood, this moment, mobilize all can condense Xuanli.

Sword out, momentum like a rainbow, condensation of a line of scarlet through the dark, stabbing down.

In front of him, the shadow of the horizontal sword did not retreat, and he was met with a blow.

Ding——

When the two swords touch again, at the same moment, the dark cloud covering the dim moon in the night sky outside the window finally drifts away, and the pale moonlight is reflected in the house again. Under the dim light, the elongated shadow spreads to the wall through the two solidified bodies.

Among them, there is a sword shaped slender shadow across each other's bodies.

Tick.

A little scarlet falls, contaminates the ground, melts into the dust, and breaks the temporary tranquility.

Ningyue's body trembled slightly. In the coldness of the side neck, the tingling pain of freezing finally began to diffuse.

The other side's sword is above his vital point. His sword was three points slower when he cut it back. The blade was half an inch on the side, but the man's shoulder.

The sword is still whistling, but the flashing red light is no longer as bright as before.

"The symbolic sword of Marshal Xi Yuan, the bloodthirsty sword of killing, and Yanxiao are really powerful."

A little smile, in the chill lingering, rather more strong pretend to be nothing will dark Xuan income scabbard. When his five fingers released the handle of the sword, his hand trembled violently.

But just a few moves, there was a sense of collapse.

"I'm afraid you and your sword are the only ones who can face Yanxiao in the wind."

Behind him, red front light a hum, also drew back own sword, along with the situation a pull income scabbard. Until now, the flame night just finally stopped the sound of whistling.

"You didn't do your best, or I'll die the first time." Ning Yue smiles and turns to look at the broken gate. If Chi Feng is serious and relies on the strength of chengfengjing jiuzhong, he is probably no better than this one.

"You didn't try your best, did you? At least, it was your own strength, not the strength of the sword. When I was your age, I couldn't do half as well as you just did. Moreover, when we clearly know who is behind the door, we still have the courage to fight with each other. If we change our position, I can't do it, so I don't hesitate. "

After that, Chifeng shakes his body and jumps. He sits in his own position and does not light up the lamp. In this way, he looks at ningyue in the dark, followed by a mysterious smile.

"I'm afraid you are the only one who has the courage to come to my room alone at this time."

Ningyue's eyes continued to gaze at each other's sword, into the sheath of Yanxiao. He frowned slightly and asked, "what happened? This kind of time, you take the flame night to appear here, absolutely impossible is the coincidence

At least yesterday, when Chifeng entered Imperial College with his own dignity, his sword was only Qinggang Xianfeng sword, not this bloodthirsty Yanxiao. Under the mask, the corner of red front's mouth slightly pulled and said with a smile: "I know, I can't hide you. I have investigated. The last time Xiaoyin was taken away by Sima Tiansong, it happened in this imperial college. Presumably, Sima Tiansong is here, and he has planted chess pieces, but he has not been found