Chapter 181

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The sword art in the most kendo, the most worldly sword!

"The stars and the moon are in the same sky!"

Clouds of profound energy escaped from Ning Xiaochuan's hands, propping up the sky full of stars, a round of silver crescent emerged, ups and downs in the starlight, and then slashed towards the sword energy.

This is Ning Xiaochuan's eighth innate supernatural power!

In the Yulan Empire, every few hundred years, it is possible to produce a warrior who has cultivated the eighth innate supernatural power, which not only represents a very high talent, but also represents the special nature of the eighth innate supernatural power.

The eighth kind of innate supernatural power is almost all very powerful, and it has become the supernatural power on the "Tianding Supernatural Power List".

Ning Xiaochuan's "Star and Moon Same Sky" covers a space of tens of meters in radius, where stars and moon coexist.

"boom!"

The crescent moon and sword energy shattered at the same time, turning into wisps of profound mist.

"Shua!"

Ning Xiaochuan turned into a beam of colorful rays of light, broke through the mist of profound energy, and struck the famous sheep with his palm, hitting the sword gang on the famous sheep's bodyguard.

The sword gang of the body guard violently shook, and a thrusting force burst out.

The blood in Ming Yang's body shook violently, and his body flew backwards, landing on a blue-gray tall building twenty feet away.

Ning Xiaochuan spread out a pair of long wings on his back, walked against the wind, took advantage of the victory to pursue, and condensed a purple Xuanqi sword in his hand, swiping the sword and slashing down.

"boom!"

The tall building at Ming Yang's feet was cut into two pieces by Ning Xiaochuan's sword. In the middle of the tall building, a shocking sword mark was left.

Ming Yang retreated again, flew out smoothly, landed in the middle of the ancient street, and said indifferently: "Is this all your strength? If you don't use the "Beiming Divine Art", you will have no chance."

"Really?" Ning Xiaochuan landed on a vermilion cornice above, with a relaxed expression on his face, holding a Xuanqi sword in his hand, and a cold look in his eyes.

Ming Yang stuck the epee on the ground, light spots appeared on the skin of his body, and the martial arts aura on his body gradually rose,

The skin also became brighter and brighter, as if carved from divine jade.

"Crack!"

With the tip of the heavy sword as the center, fine cracks appeared in the bluestone on the ground.

The cracks gradually expanded, became wider and longer, making this ancient street into pieces.

"Boom!"

A monstrous sword energy rushed out from the sword body, turning into the shadow of a huge sword more than 20 meters long.

The strength of Ming Yang's body suddenly swelled five times, and his aura was terrifying. He lifted the giant sword, and slashed at Ning Xiaochuan with one sword!

Ning Xiaochuan tried his best to prop up "Yunxia Guiyuanqi" to protect himself, but he still couldn't block the sword energy, and his body was sent flying, knocking down three ancient buildings and falling into the ruins. (starting)

"Boom!"

Ning Xiaochuan flew upside down from the dilapidated ruins, stood on a piece of blue-gray rotten wood, his body was covered with fine sword wounds, dripping drops of blood, and stared at the famous sheep coldly, "This is an out-of-the-ordinary world!" strength!"

Not far away, the three powerful old students all clearly saw the sword energy, and looked at each other with a look of horror in their eyes.

"Could it be that the famous sheep has really broken through to the realm of vulgarity?"

"This is normal. Famous sheep are born with high natural capital. After six days of cultivation in the Tiangong, it is not surprising that they can reach the realm of vulgarity."

The three old students said.

"No, it's not so easy to break through the vulgarity realm. Famous sheep are just beginning to be refined. If they want to fully reach the vulgarity realm, they need at least one more year of practice." A huge black shadow walked in slowly at the gate of Tiandi City.

After getting closer, I could see her true face clearly.

She was riding on the back of a dragon elephant, holding a dragon elephant halberd spear in her hand, wearing a pair of red armor, blue hair and blue eyes, with a cold sweat and a menacing aura on her body.

"The people from the Dragon Elephant Divine Martial Camp are here too!" Someone whispered in the darkness.

"She is from Yunzhonghou's residence, Yunzhonghou's second disciple."

"It turned out to be her, no wonder the power on her body is so compelling!

Sitting on the back of the dragon elephant, Ji Hanxing stared at Ning Xiaochuan and the famous sheep in the distance, thinking to himself, could Ning Xiaochuan be the opponent of the famous sheep who had already begun to refine?

Beginning to be refined, this shows that the martial artist has cultivated to the threshold of the refined state.

This means that he has reached another level in martial arts, even if he has not really stepped into the realm of vulgarity, his combat power has increased several times compared to before.

The famous sheep is carrying the epee, and the light on his body is integrated with the light of the sword.

"Shua!"

The epee flew out of his hand, turned into a stegosaurus, and rushed towards Ning Xiaochuan with its teeth and claws.

The sharp point of the sword pointed directly at Ning Xiaochuan's throat.

There was no trace of fear in Ning Xiaochuan's eyes, and he unfolded the martial arts supernatural power of "Colorful Teleportation", and his body turned into a rainbow bridge of seven colors, soaring out, spanning a distance of ten feet.

That heavy sword followed like a shadow, no matter how fast Ning Xiaochuan was, it could catch up immediately.

"He has already begun to refine, you will not be his opponent. Become my sword slave, and I can immediately give you the power to kill him with one sword." From the mysterious beast mirror in Ning Xiaochuan's arms, the words of the Emperor's Blade came out. sound.

"Shut up!" Ning Xiaochuan's body took off, landed on the sky above Tiandi City, spread his wings, and flew to the sky above the clouds.

"call out!"

The epee came directly through the clouds, piercing Ning Xiaochuan's jaw with a sharp sword aura.

Ning Xiaochuan quickly stretched out his hand, grabbed the hilt of the epee, and his body was carried away by the epee.

Ning Xiaochuan's arm bones and the supernatural power of the "Lightning Beast" are integrated into one body, possessing a very powerful force. Hundreds of lightning bolts emerge from it and wrap around Ning Xiaochuan's palm to suppress the sword energy on the sword.

Ming Yang's face changed slightly, and he could clearly feel that the sword energy on the epee was weakening.

The most important thing for a kendo monk is the "sword" in his hand.

With swords in their hands, they are the most attacking people in the same realm.

Without a sword in their hands, they have the weakest attack power in the same realm.

Ming Yang didn't know how Ning Xiaochuan was absorbing the sword energy from the epee. However, he knew that once Ning Xiaochuan took away the epee, he would definitely lose today.

"receive!"

Ming Yang shouted loudly, and nine sword spirits appeared behind him, mobilizing all the strength in his body, and began to withdraw the epee.

Ning Xiaochuan was thrown around by the power of the epee, knocking down pillars, breaking walls, cutting off tree trunks, and his body was covered with scars.

Ning Xiaochuan used the power of the magic sword to subdue the epee, and wanted to take the famous sheep's sword as his own.

No matter how strong the kendo is, in front of the magic sword, he still has to submit obediently.

"Suppress me!"

Ning Xiaochuan yelled, and the magic sword in his body was running crazily, forcibly absorbing the sword energy on the epee.

The heavy sword vibrated violently in Ning Xiaochuan's hands, causing Ning Xiaochuan's arms to ache, but he couldn't break free from Ning Xiaochuan's hands.

Ming Yang didn't care about anything else, and rushed forward directly, wanting to get back the epee.

"Wow—"

Ning Xiaochuan held the epee in both hands, and swung the sword out, cutting out a large piece of sword light, leaving a deep blood mark on Ming Yang's chest, and chopping him out.

Ning Xiaochuan pierced the famous sheep's heart with a sword.

However, the epee shook violently again, struggling continuously, trying to break free from his hand and fly away.

Ning Xiaochuan mobilized the power of the magic sword again to suppress the heavy sword.

Seeing this opportunity, Ming Yang slapped Ning Xiaochuan with his palm. Although he lost his sword, his cultivation was still profound and he possessed the power to cut mountains and cliffs.

Ning Xiaochuan slapped the famous sheep with a casual slap, and sent the famous sheep flying, causing him to fall into the abandoned courtyard.

The famous sheep who has lost his sword has no threat to Ning Xiaochuan at all, just like a wolf who has lost its sharp teeth.

"Zheng!"

Ning Xiaochuan suddenly threw the epee to the ground, restrained the epee with one hand, and shot out a world-destroying sword wave with the other hand, bombarding the famous sheep.

"puff!"

Ming Yang's chest was pierced by Mieshi Jianbo, leaving a bloody hole on his body, his body flew out again, and hit the wall, his hair was disheveled, and he was extremely embarrassed.

He got up, with a strong chill in his eyes, and let the blood stay on his body, "The blood turns into a sword!"

The profound energy within the circulation of the famous sheep forced more blood out of the body, spilled all over the ground, and pooled into blood pits.

The blood gathered into a sword shape and turned into a blood sword!

The aura of the blood sword was even stronger than that of the epee.

This is the last trick of the most kendo monks. Every drop of blood in the body is like a sword. As long as enough blood flows out, it can be gathered into a blood sword.

Above the sky, a cloud of blood appeared, covering half of the Heavenly Emperor City.

This is a blood cloud formed under the influence of sword energy.

Ning Xiaochuan could clearly feel the changes in Mingyang, and thought to himself, "Mingyang's talent is also extremely outstanding. If I force him to step into the realm of vulgarity, it will be difficult to defeat him today."

Ning Xiaochuan had no choice but to use the power of the magic sword again, but shouted loudly: "Beiming magic!"

Ning Xiaochuan stretched out his palm, forming a whirlpool!

On the ground, the blood sword that was still condensing suddenly scattered, and the blood flew towards Ning Xiaochuan's palm, flowed into Ning Xiaochuan's pores, and absorbed into the magic sword.

Beiming Shengong has always been just a cover, a method used by Ning Xiaochuan to cover up the magic sword.

But other fighters don't think so, they firmly believe that the Beiming magic power really exists, and Ning Xiaochuan finally started to perform this kind of heaven and earth miracle!

The blood on the ground crazily flowed into Ning Xiaochuan's body.

"Boom!"

The blood sword, which was about to condense into shape, shattered directly and became Ning Xiaochuan's tonic.

Seeing strands of blood flying into Ning Xiaochuan's body, Ming Yang's eyes were full of despair, and with a long howl, his body turned into a sword, and he struck Ning Xiaochuan with the sword.

"sucker Punch!"

Ning Xiaochuan held the epee in both hands, and slashed down with one sword, breaking the sword gang on Ming Yang's body. The sword edge brushed against his cheek, and the sword edge cut into his body, cutting off Ming Yang's collarbone.

"puff!"

Blood spattered Ning Xiaochuan's face.

Ning Xiaochuan was about to swing his sword again to kill the famous sheep, so as to eliminate future troubles forever.

"Keep people under the sword!"

From the sky, a huge palm print flew down, caught the famous sheep, and took it away.

Ning Xiaochuan's sword cut through the air and landed on the ground, leaving a sword mark tens of meters long on the ground!

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