The wind blows, the swords roar and the guns roar.

Ningyue is very clear in his heart that you Yang in front of him can't be regarded as a strong man in lingxingjing. As for the domineering and powerful moves he just played, I'm afraid that the frontal attack has been able to confront chengfengjing.

Lingxingjing Bazhong, such an opponent is not as good as his own level. He really doesn't want to believe it. Since he got the dark Xuan ancient sword, he had no one whose cultivation level was lower than himself. In ordinary times, even or lower level people can't make three moves under his sword.

And this time, with the nine strength of lingxingjing to face the other side's eight levels, Ning felt a trace of oppression and fear more rarely. Even, it's weird. Judging from you Yang's fluctuating breath before, it should be lingxingjing Bazhong, but there is something wrong with it. It seems that the other side is hiding something.

"The boy's injury is not good, he ran up again?"

Next to Han Jing, Ying Tianxu appears quietly with a slight frown.

"You mean Ning Yue is still injured?" Suddenly, the color of worry in Han Jing's eyes is more prosperous, and he even has an impulse to call Ning Yue down. But she knew it was impossible.

The duel has already begun, less than one side has fallen, and it can't be stopped at all. And this time, it means death.

Life and death gamble, only one person can come out alive.

"Well, you are the tenth person today. Let's go ahead."

All of a sudden, you Yang hums and laughs. In a tense atmosphere, he steps back one step at a time.

At this moment, Ning Yue's heart was pounding, and he suddenly realized something. After quickly sorting out the thoughts in his mind, the battle strategy was gradually clear.

You Yang is also on guard and afraid of himself. Just now, the sword blocked too suddenly, and the other side had to worry more. That's why he was asked to move first and feel the truth. But under such circumstances, you Yang still dares to fight. If you are confident, you have enough confidence, which makes you doubt.

In the heart move, rather more smile way: "no, before was I stir up, as an apology, the first move or you first out."

In the previous battle between you Yang and Han Kun and Han Jing, he has found that you Yang's overbearing power can attack and defend, and seems to be able to continue to rise after accepting the attack. He will integrate the next strength into his moves and fight back. Although only his guess, but also have to be cautious, preemptive attack is not able to occupy the advantage.

What's more, Han Kun's quick defeat also taught him a lesson. When he saw the other side's shot, he had expected a seven point judgment in his heart.

Ning Yue has practiced sword since he was a child. He doesn't know much about the usage of long spear, but it doesn't mean that he knows nothing about shooting. There are two kinds of long guns used by common martial artists: the skillful and crafty flower gun, and the big gun which has no match for the fierce one.

Han Kun, Han Jing, Fang Huanlan and Shi Ma all practiced flower spears. It's not that they didn't have enough strength, but they won by trickery, followed by strength. And you Yang shows the big gun hegemony, so far ningyue has seen only one similar person, the Northern Yuan Shuai Fang Zhuosheng.

At the moment of extreme strength, there is no need for more changes. Pure hegemony alone is enough to suppress all moves. The key to the defeat of Han Kun and Han Jing is that they are good at looking for flaws in the shaking, and then hit the dead. However, you Yang was forced to make a quick decision because of the other side's strong hegemony. It was inevitable that the enemy would be defeated because of his weakness.

The Spearman, the thief of a hundred soldiers.

Big gun, king of soldiers.

I'd rather not do something positive. But in his current situation, he doesn't have much spare power to fight for a long time. The wound didn't heal. After receiving the other party's shot, part of the body began to ache again.

There are not many opportunities for him.

"Let me do it first? Then, don't regret it later! "

You Yang is not polite, and seems to be more and more wrong, he does not need to wait for the other side to attack first and then counter attack. Step out several meters in a series of strides. In a low roar, the big gun is waved, and the whole person jumps up in the air. The broad and thick gun point with bright cold light draws an arc, and then flies down in the air.

Dark Xuan is still suffused with red light, with ningyue move step a flash, residual light dance track flying void. He himself is a little incredible. He just takes a little blood from Meng ye to launch the blood sacrifice, and urges the power of the seal in the sword to save Han Jing.

It's not that the blade runs through the flesh and blood in the process of killing. It's just that it's contaminated. It should not last until now. The power of seal has not dissipated.

But at this time, Ning Yue had no time to think about it. In the face of the fierce attack, he did not dare to relax at all. At the same time, he was looking for opportunities. The tactics of opening up and closing up often abandon defense and roar into attack. The moment of attack is also the weakest time of defense.

The key is that he can break through and fight back in the face of the fierce oppression.

But now, the dark Xuan ancient sword power awakes, this is no longer a problem.

"The third way is to find a gap."

In a flash, the vast world reflected in ningyue's eyes, there were only two black colors. In a flash, a trace of dark bright red painting guided the way of the move. In a moment, this step is already on the way to victory.

The strong wind is raging and roaring. The pressure is strong enough to break the rocks. However, it is better to bend over and pass under such a domineering attack before the strongest wind converges.

Boom! Boom!

The earth is chapped, just behind ningyue's feet, not his trampling power,. But just in time to shoot down that force, through the offensive.

As soon as the red light turns, the long sword is held upside down, and you Yang's figure has risen to the lower side of his body. The cold edge on the side suddenly waves and cuts. The deep cold sword is intended to roar, eager to harvest the hot blood body.

Dang!

At the last moment, you Yang changed his body shape in mid air, swayed by the wind and swung his gun. There's no need to avoid his blade cutting, but to face it.

His feet trembled and fell into the earth. It was too reluctant for Ning Yue to bear such a hard blow. Fortunately, you Yang can only give full play to 60% of his strength and give him a chance to breathe.

With a twist of his left hand and a strange chopper on his back, he suddenly pulls it out, picks it up, passes through the slanting gun and hits you Yang's belly. I don't want to hurt the enemy. I just want the other side to retreat and make room for themselves to retreat.

With a cold hum, you Yang seems to see Ning Yue's intention, but just as the other party thinks, he releases the gun with both hands and jumps over it to avoid the sharp stab of the chopper. After landing, he steps on the ground, reaches out with his right palm, grabs the end of the gun barrel and swipes it. The fierce force suddenly converges into an invisible barrier and pushes it out.

Ping Ping!

When the swords and swords hit each other, they would rather bear the impact force and retreat madly. They almost hit the crowd behind them before they stopped. A broad overcoat was shaking wildly, almost torn in the strong wind.

The big gun pointed to the ground. You Yang didn't chase him. Then he jumped back and hummed, "that's right. I'll fight back when I hit the first move, and I can retreat completely. As far as this is concerned, no one I met today has done better than you. "

"There's something wrong with your strength."

Ning Yue grinned. As soon as the sword opened, he stepped forward again.

"Isn't your strength the same? It's the same before, it's the same just now. The sudden change of moves is not like the power that can be controlled by the aura. We all have our own cards. There's no need to break them, is there? "

You Yang a grimace smile, in the hand big gun drills to move a finger.

"Go on, this battle is not only a battle, but also a battle of life and death!"

"Of course, I'm going to continue. I'm not going to end like this."

When he set up his posture, Ning Yue glanced at the dark Xuan sword in his hand and felt awe in his heart.

As he thought, the red light on the blade didn't fade away, and the Xuanli flow from the hilt to the palm was still sufficient. It's not a problem to use the seal again.

"Meng Ye's little blood can be used for such a long time?"

In the secret surprise, suddenly a conjecture never appeared in ningyue's mind. But at this moment, you Yang made another move, and the roaring wind forced his thoughts back to the present.

Now, there's no time to think about the rest.

The big gun drags and raises a piece of smoke on the ground. You Yang rushes to the ground rapidly, and stops suddenly at the last three meters. The big gun swings and draws an arc on the ground. The powerful and powerful power suddenly erupts and continues to rise.

"Get up there!"

Dang——

Slanting out, from the bottom to the top, the explosive force suddenly stabs, which does not give ningyue any time to think. The wind, sand, smoke and dust roar, and the powerful force shakes the ground, which forcefully blows the blocking figure to the sky.

Both hands are numb, two kinds of blades tremble together, ears are full of wind. At the moment, ningyue has been thrown into the air by a shot. He blocks it in time, but Youyang's purpose is to let him into the air.

Then, wait for him to fall, just as he did with Han Jing before.

With a twist of the big gun, he raised the sharp stab and pointed straight to the sky. It was just a powerful move like the eruption of a volcano. The tyrannical force rolled and shocked the void, and bombarded the sky.

You Yang is sneering. He doesn't believe that ningyue can still have the flexible spirit weapon that Han Jing had before, and he runs away with a split.

But rather than run away like that. In the cognition of the world, if a strong person in the realm of spiritual awakening doesn't use the power of jumping in midair, he will not be able to adjust his posture directly. He must reach the next level to change the sweeping trajectory in the air.

But he can rely on the extremely rare martial arts.

Yishou Jue, flapping!

The body continued to rise into the air with a tremor, and stopped at the moment when it was at the top, but did not fall directly, but stayed there. Behind ningyue, a pair of illusory wings appeared, with transparent outline, as if they could be broken at any time.

The next moment, his wings trembled, and he dived down, his sword waving to stab his gun. It's not a direct hit, but a side swipe, the symbolic Wukong combo of Yishou Jue. Wings now, cold light crisscross shuttle, swept figure continuous, illusory track flash away. Looking around, the sky is full of sword shadow waving. Beauty, but it is cold and beautiful. The chill of sword dance is fatal. Ping Pong——