My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Lin Yujing hated him so much that he had no interest in telling him about rules and martial ethics. While in mid-air, he drew out his long knife with a "clang" sound and slashed towards him.

He could see that under the instigation of this pretty boy, those strong men of the fifth level of Saint Transformation were ready to take action. Therefore, with this strike, he was even more determined to establish his authority.

At the same time as the sword light was slashed out, the sacred pattern on the palm was also stimulated to the extreme. The power of this sword was a bit stronger than the one that severely wounded Feng Qirui previously.

The power of the sword filled the air, murderous intent surged into the sky, and even the surging clouds in the sky became still.

"Be careful!" Although they all felt that Ning Yu'er was a bit arrogant, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed when they saw the power of Lin Yujing's sword and felt the murderous intent.

"Oh, I didn't want to take action so early. If you insist on forcing me, I can't help it." Ning Yu'er sighed helplessly at this moment and took out the sword from its sheath.

The sword is like snow, and the person is like jade!

In an instant, Ning Yuer's temperament changed drastically. The light of the sword flies like light snow, and the white clothes follow the wind, stepping forward step by step, and the light steps are like the legendary fairy descending to earth... Oh no, it's an immortal, not a fairy.

The long sound of the sword is more like the sound of immortal music.

"Xiaoyao Shenjian!" There was a cry of exclamation from the crowd at the same time.

The ancient sword body is flowing with clear light, like a cold pool, yet it is so graceful and mysterious, so light and elegant.

The beautiful sword patterns are as if made from nature, forming two small ancient seal characters: Xiaoyao.

This is the sword that King Xiaoyao once carried, a peerless sword that was once famous in the sky!

It turns out that this guy is a descendant of King Xiaoyao. No wonder Pang Shidao would be so polite to him. Gu Fenghua also suddenly realized.

After thinking about it carefully, she secretly patted her forehead: In fact, she should have thought of it a long time ago. Ning Yu'er's surname is Ning. According to "Tianlu", the name of King Xiaoyao is Ning Qingsi. In the entire Supreme Heaven, who else besides him could have friendship with the Spiritual Saint King Pang Shidao?

And just as everyone screamed in surprise, Lin Yujing's expression changed drastically. Seeing Xiaoyao Shenjian, even Gu Fenghua, who had just arrived in Supreme Heaven, could guess Ning Yuer's life story. If he hadn't guessed it yet, then it would be a miracle that he could survive to this day.

He wanted to stop, but he just hated Ning Yu'er to the core. He used all his strength with this sword, and even the sacred pattern on his palm was stimulated to the extreme. How could he stop?

Although he desperately used his retrograde skills to forcefully withdraw the holy energy, the sword still struck Ning Yu'er head-on with the force of thunder. In an instant, Lin Yujing was so frightened by his own knife that his face turned pale.

However, his worries were obviously unnecessary.

Just as Ning Yu'er drew his sword, five holy rainbows appeared between his eyebrows. It turned out that his cultivation was at the fifth level of Saint Transformation, one level higher than Lin Yujing.

More importantly, as the brilliance of the divine sword bloomed in his hand, the sacred pattern in Lin Yujing's sword eclipsed it, as if it had been sealed by someone, and it no longer had any power.

The light and elegant sword light pierced directly into the thunderous sword light. In just an instant, the terrifying sword light shattered like a soap bubble, turning into thousands of streams of light and disappearing between heaven and earth.

The sword's power continued unabated, piercing Lin Yujing's hardened armor and piercing his chest.

The blood arrow flew, Lin Yujing groaned, fell from the air, and the holy rainbow between his eyebrows became chaotic.

Obviously, Ning Yu'er was merciful. This sword avoided the vital point of his heart, but with such an injury, his ending might not be any better than Feng Qirui's.

Ning Yu'er then floated down and stood on the mound where Lin Yujing was before. The gentle breeze blew by, blowing up the pure white sword robe, making the jade tree look as beautiful as jade in the wind.