Lin Yujing hates him so much that his teeth itch. How can he be interested in telling him about rules and martial virtues? In the middle of the sky, "Qiang" pulled out the long knife and went to him.

He could see that under the instigation of this little white face, the strong men who transformed the five saints were ready to move. Therefore, with this knife, he has the heart of Liwei.

At the same time, the palm holy lines are also stimulated to the extreme. The power of this Dao is a little stronger than that of Feng Qirui.

The sword was full of force, and the murderous spirit soared into the sky. Even the clouds in the sky were still.

"Be careful!" Although they all think Ning yu'er's mouth is a little broken, seeing the power of Lin Yujing's knife and feeling the murderous atmosphere all over the sky, people still can't help but exclaim.

"Well, I didn't want to start so early. If you have to force me, I can't help it." Ning Yu son but at this time helplessly sighed tone, the long sword grabs scabbard and comes out.

Sword like snow, human like jade!

In a flash, Ning yu'er's temperament changed greatly. The sword is flying like light snow, the white clothes step forward with the wind, and the Lingbo steps down like a legendary fairy... Oh no, it's a fairy, not a fairy.

The sound of sword is more like the sound of fairy music.

"Xiaoyao magic sword!" In the crowd, there was a cry of surprise.

The ancient sword is like a cold pool, but it is so beautiful and mysterious, so light and elegant.

There are two ancient seal characters: Xiaoyao.

This is the sword that the Xiaoyao heavenly king once carried with him, and the peerless sword that was once famous!

It turns out that this guy is the descendant of Xiaoyao heavenly king. No wonder Pang Shidao is so polite to him. Gu Fenghua also suddenly realized.

When she thought about it carefully, she patted her forehead secretly: in fact, she should have thought of it. Ning yu'er's surname is Ning. According to Tianlu, the name of Xiaoyao heavenly king is Ning Qingsi. Apart from him, who can make friends with Pang Shidao?

At the same time, Lin Yujing's face changed greatly. Seeing the Xiaoyao magic sword, even Gu Fenghua, who has just arrived at wushangtian, can guess Ning Yuer's life experience. If he can't think of it, it's a miracle that he can live to now.

He wanted to stop, but he just hated Ning yu'er to the bone. He tried his best, and even the holy lines in his palm were excited to the extreme. How could he stop?

Although he tried his best to recover the holy Qi, he still chopped Ning yu'er with thunder. In a flash, Lin Yujing was scared pale by his knife.

However, his worries are obviously superfluous.

Just as Ning yu'er put out his sword, five rainbow appeared between his eyebrows. It turned out that his cultivation was the fifth grade of Huasheng, one grade higher than Lin Yujing.

What's more, with the glory of the sword in his hand, the holy pattern in Lin Yujing's sword was eclipsed, as if he had been sealed, and he had no power.

The light and elegant sword went straight into the thunder like sword. Just for a moment, the powerful sword was broken like a soap bubble, turned into thousands of streamers and disappeared between heaven and earth.

The sword power does not reduce, the path straight pierces Lin Yujing on the body that the battle armor of a thousand tempering, pierces his chest.

As the blood arrow flies, Lin Yujing hums and falls from the sky, and the rainbow between his eyebrows becomes chaotic.

Obviously, Ning yu'er is still merciful. This sword avoids his heart, but if he is hurt like this, his ending will not be better than Feng Qirui.

Ning yu'er falls down and stands on the mound where Lin Yujing was before. The light wind swept by, blowing up the white sword robe, even more beautiful.