Chapter 610: Strong defeat

"No move!"
Hearing this, the faces of some people who knew the inside story changed.
"Let's persuade Wan Jian to return to Senior Brother." Someone suggested.
"It's impossible. Once Senior Brother Wan Jiangui decides, it won't change at all."
"Let's run away."
After some people knew the situation, they subconsciously wanted to escape.
Jiang Ning was surprised to see these Tianshan disciples so panicked. Of course, he didn't think Wan Jiangui could defeat him. But the reaction of these disciples is too exaggerated!
At this time, Wan Jiangui seemed to have changed a person. He no longer looked like a young man, as if he was already an old dying person.
Jiang Ning felt such a breath, and his heart was shocked, "Black breath!" He almost blurted out. Fortunately, he felt it carefully and found that the auras of the two were still different.
Jiang Ning only then slowly let out a sigh of relief. If it is really black, then the situation is very serious. This is not Jiang Ning's fear or something. Since Jiang Ning can defeat the black breath once, he can naturally defeat the second time.
But the black aura appeared here, indicating that it is very likely that the entire Tianshan Sect was infected. I thought of what would happen if a character like Xiaoyaozi was attacked by black aura? I am afraid it will be difficult for anyone to resist it.
Fortunately, the aura of Wan Jiangui didn't look the same, otherwise Jiang Ning would probably kill him directly, instead of just discussing each other as they are now.
Wan Jiangui's breath became weaker and weaker and more erratic. At the same time, a vast, very ancient atmosphere began to diffuse slowly.
The entire Tianshan Mountains shook, and the elders who were tasting tea spit out the tea in their mouths.
"What is this disciple Wan Jiangui doing? Does he want to kill us?"
"He actually ditched the sword of ancient times. What is he going to do to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor?"
All the elders are not calm anymore. They originally just wanted to prevent Jiang Ning from coming to see Xiaoyaozi, but now it's better, no need to meet, the Tianshan faction will be gone!
It's a pity that the elders are on the top of the mountain, a bit far from the middle of the mountain, too late to stop them. The current group of elders actually expected Jiang Ning to rise.
"Do you think Jiang Ning can resist Wan Jiangui's move?"
"Is this move from him? This is our heritage."
"It's hard to tell, how can the power of the ancient sword be resisted by people like Jiang Ning, even our ancestors, it may not be able to stop it."
"I hope Jiang Ning can resist, or we will be over."
"Do you have the spine to actually want to save an enemy, you really lose the face of our Tianshan faction!"
The elders on the top of the mountain continued to quarrel, and the disciples halfway up the mountain were panicked. Only Jiang Ning still had a calm face, he curiously felt this ancient and wild atmosphere.
Such an ancient and profound aura would definitely not belong to the Return of Ten Thousand Swords. But since he was able to use it, Jiang Ning wouldn't make a mockery of saying that it was unfair.
Jiang Ning's self-confidence originates from himself. He has walked step by step until now, and he has never encountered any kind of thrills. But as long as you can calm down, as long as you calm down, and work hard, you can defeat each enemy.
Now, the same danger once again appeared in front of Jiang Ning, but Jiang Ning could face each other indifferently. On the other hand, the disciples and elders of the Tianshan Sect, Jiang Ning's performance can be said to be god-level!
As time passed, Wan Jiangui's black hair began to slowly turn into white hair. The violent wind howled, and the white hair of Wan Jiangui fluttered. The ancient breath is getting stronger and stronger.
As if the gods and demons began to chant unknown scriptures, the snow on the Tianshan Mountains did not dare to fall again, and the wind on the Tianshan Mountains did not dare to roar, everything fell into calm.
Only Jiangning's fire dragon is still breathing this terrible flame in anger. This lifelike dragon, slanted eyes, looked at Wan Jiangui's eyes full of disdain.
The swords on the Tianshan Mountain suddenly began to tremble, and the swords were no longer under the control of their original masters, and flew to the sky one after another, hovering over Wan Jiangui's head.
In the center above Wan Jiangui's head, an ancient sword shadow was slowly forming. It was so terrifying. The disciple with a lower skill just glanced at it and vomited blood.
Even a more powerful person in the God-passing Realm was shocked after seeing such a sword. Even the elders at the top of the mountain felt the pressure. They had no longer quarreled in the past, and all looked at the sword in silence.
Jiangning's fire dragon was unwilling to be suppressed by this ancient aura, and furiously flew towards the ancient sword. The many swords hovering above Wan Jiangui's head felt the breath of the fire dragon, and they stabbed towards it one after another.
I saw sword shadows all over the sky, like falling meteors, crashing into the fire dragon one after another. The huge body of the fire dragon was instantly swallowed by the sword shadow. Then, I heard a huge roar, the fire dragon, dissipated!
Jiang Ning's face turned pale, and the fire dragon dissipated, causing him to be slightly backlashed. But it would be too naive to want to defeat Jiang Ning in this way!
Jiang Ning snorted coldly, and the domain came out again! This time, Jiang Ning has gained a new understanding of the realm in the battle with the black breath.
As soon as the realm emerged at this time, the ancient breath was immediately excluded from the realm. Feeling the threat of the domain, the ancient breath began to recover at a faster speed.
However, how could Jiang Ning give him this opportunity? He waved his left hand to transform into a giant dragon, and his right hand condensed into a giant sword of ice. Jianglong Eighteen Palms and Xuanbing sword technique are simultaneously used. Power can be called ruin!
Many swords fell like rain again, and the image of the image before, wiped out Jiangning. It's a pity that Jiangning's ice giant sword swept away, and all the swords that flew down were frozen.
When Jiang Ning saw the opportunity, he stood on top of the fire dragon, driving towards Wan Jiangui, holding the ice giant sword in his right hand, pointing straight at the ancient sword.
It was at this moment that Wan Jiangui, who was already dead, opened his eyes, his eyes were blank and his expression was frozen. He was no longer the Return of Wan Jian, but became the owner of this ancient sword. slave.
A soft word, but clearly passed into everyone's ears. It was the return of ten thousand swords who spoke, but the real will was this ancient mysterious sword.
"Succumb to death, Jiang Ning!"...