Chapter 691: sword

In front of the Mishui River, Yin'er saluted Prince Yan, and then ignored someone directly, ran to the woman next to her, and said softly, "Little Master, I am Yin'er"
A Man looked at the little girl in front of her, a warm smile appeared on his face, and patted the latter's small head with his hand, softly, "good"
Not far away, Ganoderma lucidum stood there with some restraint, daring not to get too close.
Yin'er ran back to the girl, pulled it to the front, and said, "Little Sister, this is Sister Lingzhi, now learn the sword with me"
A Man looked at the girl with a smile on her face and said softly, "Qualification is better than Ning Chen"
"Little Master, Ning Chen refused to accept the disciples. Can you take Lingzhi's sister?" Yin'er took the former's arm and asked.
"Okay"
Ah Man responded, looked at the little girl aside, and said, "Can I teach you how?"
Ganoderma stunned, and looked subconsciously at Yin'er.
"Hurry up and promise, the little teacher is very powerful"
Yiner reminded.
"it is good……"
Ganoderma recovered, and replied nervously.
"Aman, you take these two children away first. I have something to tell Ning Chen," Prince Yan said calmly.
"Yes"
Ah Man had heard it, nodded, put the sword rack down, and immediately looked at the two little girls beside him, said softly, "Yin'er, Lingzhi, you come with me"
"it is good"
Yin'er pulled Lingzhi and followed him happily.
The three left, and Prince Yan stepped forward to the sword stand, waved his hand, and a broken and broken stone sword flew out. In an instant, the terrifying murderousness stirred up, and the sword of the immortal reappeared.
In the past, the killing fairy sword of the army of Tianfu was blocked, and the world was shocked.
Ning Chen looked at the fairy sword plugged in the earth, flashing a glimmer of light in his eyes, and said, "Thank you senior"
"Take it up" Prince Yan calmly said.
Ning Chen heard the words, his expression stunned, and slowly dimmed down, this day, finally came.
The green sword reflected in the sun, and on the water of the river, it turned into ice, and the king of the sword, then reopened the sword front.
On the riverside, Aman took two little girls away from the battle and left the space for the two.
"Little Sister, what are they going to do?"
Yin'er looked at the frozen lake, and there was a look of surprise on her small face.
"Senior is about to leave, and maybe not come back for a long time. Before leaving, I want to verify whether Ning Chen's sword has the ability to protect himself," Aman said softly.
In the Shushui River, the swordsman passing by in a flash, Tsing Yi is calm, and the red is dignified. The same sword is at its peak, one is invincible in the world, and the other is enemies in the world.
Above the Immortal Sword, the fierce turbulence circulates, even if the blade is broken, the power of the Immortal Sword is still uncommon.
Immortal sword is in hand, Ning Chen's whole body rises without any hesitation. By taking advantage of the situation, the four elephant gods' essence and blood catalyze the phoenix's ability to return to the ancestor.
Seeing the young man in front grow from the weak young man Lang to the present, Prince Yan's calm eyes can't help but flash a sigh of emotion. Among the young people of the same generation, the junior in front of him undoubtedly bears too much. Unexpectedly, the young man Lang of that year could grow up to today's level.
Ordinary qualifications, ordinary luck, no matter what aspect, they are not considered to be martial arts.
However, he has perseverance and courage.
He has always believed that the persistence of this junior deviated from the basics of martial arts. However, after seeing the latter struggling to move forward desperately over the years, he also wanted to see what kind of road this young man can go. To the point.
Less than the strongest, perhaps, everything can't be concluded, and the same is true of resurrection.
"Come, use your life-long learning to prove to this king that you are not wrong," Prince Yan said in a serious way.
Ning Chen squinted and sipped softly. Zhou Shenfeng Yuan rushed to the sky for nine days. The dancing red hair rolled up, and the breath of terror spread again and again.
Instantly passing by, Zhu Xian started the war, and the only realm was qualified to use the sword.
The killing sword light scattered across the sky, erupting terrifying coercion, the huge river on the water of the river, sweeping hundreds of feet high.
Suddenly, the two swords confronted each other, and the blue sword frost spurred the air, and the huge waves froze over the entire river, forming waves after waves.
After a short while, the sword light overflowed, and the frozen giant waves collapsed and scattered into the sky.
The sword sounded, the sound of the sun shone, and all the other thoughts were discarded. For the first time, the fate of the whole body was given. There was no more burden, no guard, only the sword, dazzling.
"Broken"
The immortal sword breaks into the air, the vast void collapses, and the terrifying sword prestige roars in the sky. It turns out that there is such a sword on the sword. It turns out that the sword of destiny is not just a killer.
"The sword rests right, you did not let this king down"
Prince Yan swung his sword and cut Jian Lan, his figure flickered to the front.
The two swords are fighting each other, the sky and the earth are tilting, and the sky that is rumbled is the sound of the sword on the sword, which proves the heart, the self, the sword, and the Tao.
Sunset West Mountain, the last glimmer of light came to an end, the night is coming, the cold wind is rising, the sound of the sword is swaying, the sound of the wind is dancing, and there is no mercy, because the future road is not to be merciless.
Thirty years of watching swords, learning swords, using swords, and earning an infatuated sword name, maybe, one day, the sword will have an end, then, before the road is gone, don't complain or regret.
Listening to the sound of the former sword, Prince Yan's eyes became heavier and heavier, and the blade of his hand became more and more fierce.
"Longitudinal Baiyang Fudong came"
In the world of ice and snow, Ning Chen pointed his left hand and crossed the blade, suddenly, Baiyang emptied and illuminated the night.
The duel on the sword, where the sword light is coming, the sun sinking in the mountains, the top of the nine days, the sound of the chain swaying, is the flow of the polar element on the sword, and the world echoes.
Whether Zhuxian is a human sword, Wang Jian is also extraordinary, and his eyes are constantly staggered, and the sword is as deep as the abyss and as fast as lightning.
A fairy's decision against Wang Jian is a sword heart, a sword way, and a reflection of one's life without regret.
Hearing the clear sound of swords in his ears, he heard them in his ears, buckled his heart, Prince Yan waved his hands, and the red swords flew out.
With a loud bang, the sea of ​​fire was tumbling, and aftermath scattered, the red clothes were stained red, and the hand of Qin Xue was still clenched, and he refused to let go.
"If you don't want to let go, you will be affected for a lifetime, is it worth it?"
Prince Yan opened his mouth, and the two swords Huaguang exchanged and made an eye-catching sword rainbow, which shattered the clouds and thunder.
"worth it"
Ning Chen responded, Jian Feng ushered in, without regret, perhaps, it was never worthless, only Ken and Ken.
The world-famous sword tactics gradually became hot. Although Ning Chen's sword momentum was fierce, Wang Jian recruited the enemy first, and his advantage was lost.
"Four Elephants Seal God, Tianlong Zhen"
The situation was unfavorable. Ning Chen's hands were full of prosperity, the blue dragon roared, coiled around him, and the sword of the realm appeared.
With the help of the phase, the green dragon screamed into the sky, and the sky that was constantly collapsing was the shock of the extreme power of the world. The next moment, the blue dragon passed by and attacked the king.
The sword tricks that I had never seen before were blue, and a flash of alien color flashed in the eyes of Prince Yan.
Suddenly shocked, Jianlang roared, aftermath after another wave, sinking thousands of miles.
"Dragon and Phoenix Burial"
Yu Boguang, the red clothing figure flickered in an instant, two sword lights burst out of the sky, dragons and phoenixes fought, blocked the retreat, leaving no trace of flaws.
"Sword sound, Feihong"
Prince Yan swung his sword, and the blade of the sword shook through the void, and the waves of sword waved away, destroying the staggered sword lights in an instant.
With a mumble, the corners of his mouth were red, Ning Chen stepped out of his half-step, his sword continued, and he stepped forward for nine days, surrounded by thousands of swords in the sky, a magnificent sword light, covering the cold moon.
"Nirvana"
At the end of the sword, the only sword that reproduces the pinnacle of the dust, transcends the past, shocks the heavens and the earth, and constantly shakes the void, a sword light rises into the sky, endless, as if the sky looted the world, shocking the entire world.
The sword intention breaks through the boundary, and the sword heart is clear, and the sword that breaks down from the sky is obliterated to the top of the world.
Seeing the world-shattering sword light, Prince Yan's left hand waved, the earth's sword rack vibrated, and Sha Jian flew out. He had never made a move, and he was the most assured next generation in this life.
"Sacred Devil, Vientiane Reincarnation"
The sword that appeared in the world has turned into a huge vortex of sword flow, the rolling sand, turned into the sharpest sword in the world, annihilating everything in the storm.
Bipolar collision, the passage of time, the collapse of time and space continue to spread, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, leaving nothing but nothingness.
In the aftermath, the blood on the arm of the red figure continued to drip, staining the red fairy sword.
"Tick"
A drop of blood fell from the sky and fell into the lake. The clear result of the sword has long been known, but the moment of defeat of the sword is still inexplicable.
The Three Swords return to the sheath, the space returns to calm, and the ice dissipates in the Mishui River, and the waves start to re-spread.
Prince Yan stepped down into the void, looked at the waves in the lake, calmly said, "This king will leave soon, and you will depend on yourself from now on."
"Ok"
Ning Chen nodded silently and answered.
"Zhu Xian Jianfei is not a sword on earth. It is too heavy on the sword. If it is used frequently, it will bring a great load on your body. Therefore, do not use this sword unless it is a last resort," Prince Yan urged seriously.
"The younger generation will remember" Ning Chen replied again. UU reading www.uukanshu.com
Prince Yan stopped and looked away, looking at the young man who had been stained with wind and frost. After all, he couldn't bear it, and said, "Where are these two people from today?"
Ning Chen said the truth.
Prince Yan nodded and said, "Is there any question?"
"Ok"
Ning Chen nodded and said, "In a Jedi in the Field of Spiritual Void Stars"
Prince Yan heard the words and nodded again, calmly saying, "This trouble, I will solve it for you, but only this time, Ning Chen, I will not persuade you to throw away the burden on you. This way is for you I do n’t know how far I can choose, but your growth has far exceeded my expectations. I hope that in the future, you can prove again that this king ’s words were wrong. "
Ning Chen nodded gently, writing down every word and every word spoken by the person in front of him.
In the distance, Ah Man looked at the two, and a touch of sadness flashed in his clean eyes. After all, did he still have to separate?