Before the empress becomes black, adopt her as a villain

The cyan flying sword burst out into a shockwave, and immediately chased after Ning Wuxian and stabbed it, but after Ning Wuxian rolled up, he didn't look at the flying sword, but went straight to Jiang Ren's body.

At this time, the formation of the flying sword was chaotic again, the original momentum was gone, and Jiang Ren just wanted to quickly recall it to his side for defense.

After a sharp slash of Ning Wuxie's ink pouring knife technique just now, he thought at this time that Ning Wuxian was a physical cultivator who specialized in sword techniques, and if he was close, he might not be able to take advantage of it by resisting hard with his flesh.

But Jiang Ren is a Jindan cultivator after all, in addition to magic weapons, he also has his own magical powers and spiritual power heritage.

Seeing Ning Wuxian approaching with the knife, Jiang Ren's palm was full of yin qi, and his right palm became pitch black in an instant, and he slowly pushed out the long knife towards Ning Wuxie.

"Devouring Palm! This is the absolute learning of Wuyuan Zhenren! Everyone in the audience was shocked at once, but they didn't expect that a Jin Dan cultivator was actually forced out of his division by a refining period.

"This kid is really okay, he can survive so long under Jiang Ren."

"Yes, there is a whole realm between refining qi and Jindan."

"I see that the future of this son is limitless, if Jiang Ren kills him in a while, how about we save him together..." In the

distance of the ring, although Wuyuan's face was hidden, his body still exuded angry resentment.

"Master, don't be angry, Junior Brother is trying to solve the battle quickly..."

Li Luobing looked anxious, still exhorting.

But the scene on the stage was not like she said.

The Devouring Palm was launched, and Ning Wuxian had no way to avoid it, so he could only urge the true qi in his body to pour into the steel knife and take this blow hard.

The eight True Yuan in his body, which was slowly rotating end to end, suddenly pulsed, like a small snake awakened.

Ning Wuxian felt that the True Qi in his body suddenly surged, injecting into the steel knife like a volcanic eruption, and colorful patterns appeared on the steel knife.

Before the blade body could not withstand the shattering, Ning Wuxian slashed it fiercely into Jiang Ren's right hand, and the sharpest knife momentum and the fullest true qi burst out at the same time!

Boom -

the blade shattered, turned into a sky full of fragments, and was stopped by an invisible force before flying out of the ring.

Ning Wuxian flew out backwards, rolled on the ground and stood up, his breath was a little disordered, but his expression was as usual.

Jiang Ren, on the other hand, turned pale and raised his right hand in disbelief.

A dazzling drip of bright red fell on the ring.

He bleeds! There is a long, deep blood-red wound on the right palm!

Boom -

The crowd suddenly burst into a violent reaction, some surprised, some cheered, some stared at the bright red, and muttered in shock.

"This is, what is the situation, how can I not understand ah, why can he cut Jiang Ren!" A concentrating realm physical cultivator looked at his knife and was a little skeptical of life.

"Is this really a Qi refining cultivator? What happened to that knife just now?!

"That knife just now is definitely at the level of Jindan!" Is it a magical power?

"I don't know, just now I saw a colorful light flash on the body of the knife!" There are monks with a strong soul and good eyesight to make their debut.

Elder Xuanji looked shocked and sat up.

He also saw that colorful brilliance, but with his cultivation experience, he didn't understand it!

He had already decided that if Jiang Ren still wanted to kill in this duel in the end, then he would rather offend Wuyuan Zhenren than save it!

"Yay! Brother is amazing!

Xuan'er couldn't understand the fight on the field, but she could only roughly see that it was Ning Wuxian who had the upper hand, and raised her small fist excitedly and cheered.

On Wuyuan's real side, Li Luobing was finally silent, unable to say anything....

Jiang Ren slowly raised his head, his eyes mixed with shock, anger, and a trace of fear!

"You're so daring to hurt me! My Master and Senior Sister will not let you walk out of the Hermit Valley alive!"

He roared with a hideous face, and the first flying sword finally returned to him.

Ning Wuxian patted the soil on his body and smiled disdainfully: "Is it?" What does that have to do with you now?

"I'm not going to let you out of this ring alive."

"Arrogant!"

Jiang Ren was completely enraged, and he drank angrily, and the blue light in his mouth flourished, and another flying sword flew out of his mouth, growing into a long sword in the wind!

He sacrificed his Source Sword! This is the last essence of being a sword cultivator!

He was already ashamed and indignant at this time, and after this duel, he was repeatedly deflated, and his moves did not prevail.

Although Ning Wuxian on the other side was also a little embarrassed, often dodged, and smashed the knife, but as he said, the other party was just a small refining qi, and he was Jindan!

In such a comparison, he can't defeat the other party, which is simply humiliating!

Thinking of the master who has always been indifferent to himself, and the senior sister who is known as the proud son of heaven, he clenched his silver teeth and couldn't wait to crush Ning Wuxie's corpse into ten thousand pieces now!

"Ten Directions Killing Sword!"

Two cyan flying swords soared into the sky, the tips of the swords were opposite each other, and began to rotate, and at the same time, one after another virtual shadows condensed, and soon turned into eight flying swords, forming a sword ring with the original two.

The sword ring flew above Ning Wuxie's head, like a huge angel aura, but it contained infinite killing intent. As the eight flying swords finished condensing, the sword ring rotated slowly slowed down, and the tip of the sword sank, all pointing at Ning Wuxie!

Ning Wuxian glanced up at them and did not dodge, because he knew that it was in vain.

This is a sword formation that has locked him in, and he can't avoid it except to resist hard, or to kill Jiang Ren instantly.

Offstage, Wuyuan Zhenren sighed, and even Li Luobing, who had been defending Jiang Ren, looked embarrassed.

Jiang Ren killed a cultivator in the refining period, and actually had to use the Ten Directions Killing Sword Array, which really made him lose face. In this battle, whether Ning Wuxian was dead or alive, Jiang Ren had already lost.

Elder Xuanji saw that the Ten Directions Killing Sword was ready, and immediately stood up, ready to rescue Ning Wuxie.

But not yet, the Ten Directions Killing Sword has not yet been launched, the battle has not yet reached the last moment, he is now biased, and the ring will not let himself enter.

"I only hope that Ning Wuxian can survive a round under this move... Keep a life..." he thought to himself.

As long as Ning Wuxian can survive, he will be automatically judged in the ring under serious injuries, and he can save himself!

But looking at Ning Wuxian standing in place, indifferent and calm, he had vague expectations in his heart...

Could he still surprise people?

The sword ring above his head finally stopped spinning, and the ten flying swords pointed at Ning Wuxie, the tip of the sword shone with an icy sharp light, and the sword ring surged with majestic spiritual power.

Jiang Ren had a hideous face, staring at Ning Wuxian deadly, revealing a cruel smile.

He raised his hands high and sank down: "Give me death!" The

sword ring spread out violently, and ten flying swords were launched at the same time, the speed was fast and slow, just forming a continuous attack that could not be dodged, all rushing towards Ning Wuxian with endless killing intent!

Ning Wuxian did not panic, opened his hands, and the power of the mysterious vicissitudes of the stars began to gather in his palms.

Stars are in chaos!

Buzz -

Two small stars that were as dark as night, but emitted a circle of white light on the edges, each appeared in Ning Wuxie's palms!

As soon as these two stars came out, Ning Wuxian suddenly seemed to be in a sea of stars, and countless shadows of large and small stars appeared around him, and those two stars were spinning and flying in them.

With the eight layers of refining qi, he can condense two stars, Ning Wuxian is already very satisfied, in his previous life, at most, he can let this sea of stars be transformed by real aura.

And the effect of the star chaos also appeared at this moment.

The flying sword that kept stabbing seemed to have lost its target suddenly, no longer aiming at Ning Wuxie, but rushing towards the two stars, but these two stars kept jumping in the sea of stars around Ning Wuxie, and the flying swords pierced the sky one by one.

Ning Wuxian opened his hands to maintain the sea of stars, and walked towards Jiang Ren.

The flying sword stabbed down like that, but all of them grazed Ning Wuxie's body, and they couldn't hurt him in the slightest. Ning Wuxian was spinning around the brilliant stars and phantoms, and the sword ring on his head followed, and the flying sword that pierced his body seemed to be protecting him. He walked slowly towards Jiang Ren, like a god!

"The power of the stars!" Elder Xuanji showed an indescribable look of horror on his face, "Could it be that he is a descendant of the ancient Great Xia Dynasty?!"

Li Luobing was also shocked, her cultivation was still shallow, she had never heard of this kind of exercise, but she could also see that it contained the supreme mysterious power of space, which could actually disrupt the target of the Ten Directions Killing Sword!

Simply the perfect nemesis for sword repair!

Not only Elder Xuanji and Li Luobing, at this moment, the hermit valley scattered cultivators who came to gather the crowd and watch, all looked at Ning Wuxian who was like a god in amazement.

Everyone was silent, but the silence of the audience was even more deafening to the shock brought by Ning Wuxie! Everyone stirred up terrifying waves in their hearts, was this really just an ordinary Qi refining cultivator...

Or maybe the background behind him is more powerful than the Wuyuan Real Man?!

Only Xuan'er jumped up excitedly, with stars in her big eyes, looking at Ning Wu's innocent expression with a look of adoration: "Brother is so handsome!" Seeing

Ning Wuxian approaching, Jiang couldn't help but take a step back, and then remembered that Master Zun and Senior Sister were under the stage, and stabilized his figure.

"You, who the hell are you?"

His voice trembled a little, he could grasp the power of space that had not appeared in the Spirit Martial Continent for tens of thousands of years, and the other party's origin must be only bigger than him.

Rao is him, and at this time he also feels that he may have provoked the wrong person.

A wave of fear arose from the bottom of his heart and burrowed into the soles of his feet.

But Ning Wuxian ignored him and kept walking.

"Give you a chance, surrender to me, and I'll let you go!" Jiang Ren said in a low voice, not wanting to be heard by the audience.

Ning Wuxian turned a deaf ear and got closer.

"Don't force me! What other spell do you have?! I can kill you with spiritual power alone!" Ning

Wuxian was not afraid, in the confrontation with Jiang Ren with the sword just now, he knew that the gap between himself and Jiang Ren was not completely irreparable.

The sudden pulsation of the eight colorful true yuan in the critical place is like a dragon awakening, which can provide huge explosive power.

"Good, good, good!"

Seeing Ning Wuxie coming, Jiang Ren said three good things in a row, and finally knew that Ning Wuxian was bent on fighting with himself to the end.

The two of them, destined to one of them cannot stand and leave the ring!

The eight flying swords of the Ten Directions Killing Sword had been shot, leaving only one magic weapon flying sword and one source sword, these two were originally the two most powerful attacks, but Jiang Shinobu gave up and summoned them back.

This is not a question of whether the power is enough at all, it is a problem of whether it can be beaten.

The magic weapon flying sword returned to Jiang Ren's back, and the source sword was erected in front of him.

Ning Wuxian had already approached, and Jiang Ren wanted to use the source sword he fed with the essence blood of his flesh as a guide to blast Ning Wuxian into powder!