Chapter 560

Whoa, whoa, whoa——

The splashing spray turned into a column of water, which fell madly and merged into a spring at the top of the mountain. However, in addition, there is a figure left in the air, did not return with the flow.

Illusory wings unfold, translucent red light in circulation. The wet robes were tightly wrapped around the body, but under the rising hot breath, the soaked clothes quickly evaporated and became elegant in the wind.

The sword points out that the rust is gorgeous, and there is no sharp cold to speak of. However, it still makes the Tang tower dare not underestimate. What makes him care more is the look in each other's eyes. Under the messy hair, in the eyes that slowly open, deep and cold coexist.

"You must be the only one who can be regarded as my opponent this time."

Excited, the tower is excited, not afraid and worried. For him, the stronger the opponent, the higher the level of martial arts he can dig out. And this is the goal he cares about most.

"Who are you?"

Teng in the mid air, would rather be colder a rebuke, the next moment, his eyes more cold. Because he saw the tragic defeat of Lei Jiang, Han Jing, Su Qian and Meng ye, all with wounds and blood.

In an instant, anger burned in his eyes.

"No matter who you are, since you are here today, you will always be buried here on Qingque mountain!"

"I don't know if you really have that ability."

With no sign of weakness and a roar, Tang TA stepped forward, stepped on the water again, broke through the waves, slanted out of the sword front, and five or six split sword winds rolled and roared.

In common sense, if you want to gather your wings and soar into the sky, you must respect the high-level cultivation of the realm. However, if Tang pagoda can live to the present, how can it have less combat experience and insight? He must have discovered that the illusory wings behind ningyue are not formed by direct Xuanli, but by some special martial arts.

In his opinion, the other side certainly can't achieve the strength of every respect environment. It's just a kind of intuition, but also a firm belief.

With a glance, Ning Yue could see that besides the Tang pagoda, the other two groups of people gathered at the top of Qingque mountain could be regarded as old acquaintances. He could not forget the appearance of the clothes of Xuan Tianzong and Mingyang Jianmen.

"No wonder your two families disappeared in the fierce battle before. They went back to look for help. It's a pity that it's too late, and it's a fool's dream to make a profit. "

When the voice fell, the illusory wings suddenly vibrated, the sword figure fell in the air, the blood melted into the edge of the waving sword, and the red light was shining. At this moment, all the mottled rust faded, and the cold real edge suddenly showed.

In an instant, in the middle of ningyue '.

Demon blood, awakening.

At that moment, the trembling wings split into four pieces, and the color became scarlet. And in the halo of the four wings, there is a mysterious pattern looming, like a crown standing chess piece.

"Lingpin is the best martial arts, sword flying is out of sight!"

When he jumped up, the Tang tower yelled and waved his sword across the sky with a bright cold light, tearing the sky. The six sword winds that had been separated from the blade trembled and turned into wings, sweeping out a lot of strong wind, and then integrated into the cutting sword.

"Lingpin is a high-class martial arts. I have a good family background."

With a slight hum, Ning Yue continued to dive and fall. With five fingers of his left hand waving, the flame ignited out of thin air poured into the three chi sword. At that moment, the roar of the sword became more violent, and the sharp meaning of the sword changed from deep cold to hot.

Fire punishment sword cut!

In terms of rank, the fire penalty sword can't cut down to the lower level of lingpin, but its instant destructive explosive power can even surpass the medium martial arts of lingpin, but it is still different from the upper level.

However, there is no hesitation or worry in ningyue's sword waving.

Any one who is strong in martial arts knows that high-level martial arts can play a more powerful role. However, the strength in the battle is not only determined by the level of the martial arts itself.

Ping!

The sword falls, the flame explodes, the double sword confronts fiercely!

At that moment, countless waves were rippling on the surface of the water, and hundreds of water surged in all directions, but only less than half of them could splash back into the spring. The rest of them were directly evaporated in the void by the surging hot sword Qi, and rose up continuously pale fog.

Ding——

Then there was a clash of swords. Ning Yue was the first one to change his sword. With the help of his wings, he turned over and made a leap. With a backhand sword, he hit the place where he had just hit the long sword in Tang TA's hand.

In Tang TA's eyes, he was surprised. On his way back, he suddenly found something unexpected. When the other side's red blade hit his own blade again, it was as flexible and curved as a whip. The deflected blade bypassed the defense and took his chest.

"What a trick!"

With an angry rebuke, the Tang tower retreated again and suddenly raised its left hand in a claw shape. It hit the tip of the dark Xuan ancient sword with bare hands. Under the tip of the claw, an invisible force surged.

For a moment, Ning Yue felt a surge of mysterious force coming through the blade, and it came to his right wrist holding the sword. His eyes changed slightly, and he gave up this move. However, he did not stop at this point. His left palm was suddenly raised and his chest was flat. A circle of dark red lines appeared and shot out, burning into a pillar of red inflammation in the void.

Boom!

Claw to palm, shake across the air, Qingque mountain holy spring shallow water was completely separated from the water, exposed below the ground. In the shuddering waves, the two figures retreated, and a dignified color flashed in each other's eyes.

"I can't imagine that there are still some young people who can compete with me in a few moves. It's really rare."

Back on the shore, the tower hummed coldly. He is 23 years old. He has seven strengths in Fengjing. Even many elders in LuanWu Prefecture are not his opponents. He has been invincible since he took refuge in the frontier.

It's a long time since today's draw.

The four wings trembled. Ningyue stayed suspended on the water. He swung his sword and his right hand trembled slightly. With the awakening of the blood of the demons, the emperor's magic wing chess and the dark Xuan ancient sword, although they haven't done their best, the Tangta in front of them can be even in the first battle. Even if they are opponents, he has to praise them secretly in his heart.

"As my first opponent, you are qualified."

"Is that ningyue?"

In the distance, a disciple of Mingyang Jianmen lost his voice and pointed out that his arm was shaking violently. Soon, more and more people recognized Ning Yue, and panic filled their eyes.

Not long ago, the other side was only at the level of spiritual awakening. Even if they could break through to the level of Chengfeng, how could they be equal to the seven levels of Chengfeng and the famous Tang tower.

"Damn it, this boy is hard enough to deal with. How can his strength improve so much in less than ten days?" Elder Mo, who is famous for Jianmen, is trembling. It's not easy for him to win ningyue, but at least he is sure. But now, I'm afraid there's no chance of winning at all.

"Do you mean that he just appeared from the water, and his strength soared, all of which may come from the holy spring of Qingque mountain?"

After Mo Chang became an old man, another man older than him murmured in a deep voice. There was a cold flash in his turbid eyes.

"If that's the case, we'll be right now. As I said, those who left the sect before didn't look right. They would not disclose what happened on Qingque mountain in any case. They would only say that the hearsay of holy spring is just empty words. Now, I'm afraid it's someone who's going to beat me or threaten me, that's what I look like and say. "

In response, Mr. Mo nodded and said, "elder, it's just the right time. As long as we defeat naningyue, we can find the real location of the holy spring. Why don't you rush up? "

Pop!

A slap directly on his head, the elder coldly replied: "is that paste in your mind? Now, how can we reap profits? The price of the Tang tower is so high, let him toss it a few more times. Even if he can't do it, there will be Chou Tianzong, who will finally get our people. Until then, just watch. That rather more than a person, even if you can play, how long can you last? "

After spitting, Tang TA put up his sword in his hand and stood in front of him. His left hand stretched out his index finger and middle finger to brush the sword edge from bottom to top.

"You're a good opponent. It's hard for me to have this interest. However, as long as you become my enemy, you can't live to the next day. Because you can't have more martial arts than me. Moreover, it will not be higher than my martial arts level. "

With his whispering, the unprecedented bright cold light condenses on the blade and caresses it with his fingers. If you look closely, you can find that the condensed cold light is actually formed by countless small runes.

"It seems that you are confident in your next move?"

Ningyue drink, dark Xuan sword raised a vertical, pointing directly at the sky. After the blade, a circle of dark red lines turns quietly.

"Of course, let's have a good understanding of my sword. Surely you haven't learned the incomparable power of Tianpin martial arts? Use this move to end you, and you will live a good life. "

The tower of Tang is grinning. Around him, the wind of sword is whistling, and the chill rises. The clouds above seemed to be broken by the deep cold sword.

Tianpin martial arts, once launched, is powerful enough to trigger the vision of heaven and earth, so it is named Tianpin.

"No, you said two things wrong. First, I've seen the horror of Tianpin martial arts, and I'll never forget it. "

Ning Yue shook his head and returned. At the same time, the dark red lines behind him gathered into a spiritual array, the color appeared sticky, and the power of terror gathered madly.

The night that decided the fate of the snow dragon Empire, nalanfu smoke annihilated the strong one who hit the demons thoroughly, and he will never forget it. What's more, the training scroll of martial arts is on you now.

"Second, you are not the only one who can use Tianpin martial arts."

In a flash, his left hand also raised, holding the handle of the dark Xuan ancient sword, a faint light condensed into a charm around the wrist, slowly rising, into the ancient sword. It's still day, but the faint light is shining like stars. This time, it is not annihilation that would rather be used. In his hands, he always has Tianpin martial arts that he can't cultivate because he hasn't reached the level of chengfengjing, but there is another one“ Let me try your power. "