Chapter 472 Ten Thousand Swords

Zhu Changshui was wronged. Seeing him being beaten by the disciples of Cangyun Sect, Baili Yuan shrank his neck and suddenly felt that he seemed to be very sorry for this upright young man.

Zhu Changshui's Taoism was good, but his experience was actually very low. The words he said just now were all pre-war analysis that Baili Yuan wanted to open the market for gambling. He borrowed them and said a few words casually, and as a result, he suffered an unexpected disaster.

If he didn't like Ning Xiangruo, Baili Yuan could say it unscrupulously, but if the disciples of Cangyun Sect said it, it would be mercury in their heads.

As time passed, the offensives of Ning Xiangruo and Jiang Qingxian on the stage began to become more and more fierce. Jiang Qingxian, who took the lead in launching a fierce attack, suddenly released a flame from the Giant Burning Immortal Sword under the urging of his true method. The flame formed a fire dragon in the air and rushed towards Ning Xiangruo with a roar.

Ning Xiangruo shouted angrily, and the Green Ivy Sword swept up. The green light filled the entire arena in an instant, and three green light walls were quickly arranged in front of her.

When the fire dragon hit a green light wall, it immediately made a sizzling sound. In a blink of an eye, the green light wall collapsed under the powerful force of the fire dragon.

When the second green light wall was broken by the fire dragon, Ning Xiangruo's body had already rushed forward seven or eight steps. She understood Jiang Qingxian's thoughts. In terms of the power of magic weapons, the fire-type fairy sword Ju Ran was naturally better, so Jiang Qingxian wanted to compete with the real method and try to defeat Ning Xiangruo with the power of fire.

Ning Xiangruo rushed forward and wanted to fight with Jiang Qingxian in close combat, but the result was contrary to her wishes. When Jiang Qingxian urged the fire attack, he was on guard against Ning Xiangruo's attempt to force him into close combat. After retreating three steps, he quickly floated backward and upward.

Ning Xiangruo saw that she couldn't catch up, and the last green light wall she had set up was also broken by the flames. She had no choice but to use Cangyun body skills to distance herself from the fire dragon.

At this moment, Jiang Qingxian was on the east side of the ring, floating in the air about ten feet above the ring. Ning Xiangruo was standing on the ring on the west side.

She looked up at the huge burning fairy sword in Jiang Qingxian's hand, which was now emitting a fierce flame, and then looked at the increasing number of flames surrounding her.

Ning Xiangruo's mouth twitched slightly, and she said, "What a great burning sword, its power is not much worse than the burning smoke handed down by my Cangyun Sect."

Jiang Qingxian smiled faintly and said, "Senior Sister Ning, you are too kind. I have heard that the Cangyun Sword Technique is unique in the world. Today, Jiang will ask Senior Sister Ning for advice. I hope Senior Sister Ning will not hesitate to teach me."

Ning Xiangruo did not speak, and the crowd of spectators under the ring was already shouting loudly. Ye Xiaochuan saw a Xuantian Sect disciple wearing white clothes shouting happily, and kicked him with his legs, and then used the invisible phantom body technique to hide far away. The Xuantian Sect disciple was furious, thinking that it was the kid next to him who was cheering for Ning Xiangruo who kicked him, and he was about to fight.

Thanks to the fact that there were several Xuantian Sect elders around who hurriedly stopped him, otherwise another big fight would have happened.

Gu Jianchi was afraid that Ye Xiaochuan would cause trouble and let Zhao Wuji and Su Qin watch him from the left and right. Now was an extraordinary period. If he did something weird again, it would be embarrassing for everyone.

Ning Xiangruo's slender body slowly floated up in the air. Gradually, everyone found that the green light emitted by the Qingteng Immortal Sword in her hand was getting brighter and brighter. When her body was suspended at a height almost the same as Jiang Qingxian, everyone could hardly see the sword of the Qingteng Immortal Sword. The green light was so dazzling that it seemed that Ning Xiangruo's entire right arm holding the sword had turned green.

At this point, there was nothing to say. Only one of the two could walk off the stage with a smile. The undercurrent between Xuantian Sect and Cangyun Sect for hundreds of years was destined that neither of them would show any mercy or hesitation.

They both knew that the other party was not easy to deal with, so the expressions on their faces became more and more solemn.

This time, it was Ning Xiangruo who took the lead in launching the attack. The reason why the Cangyun Sword Art is unique in the world is mainly because of its sharp sword power, which can kill enemies thousands of steps away by relying on the Qi sword.

Since ancient times, once the Cangyun Sect disciples activate the sword art, they will basically not be stupid and passive to be beaten, but will move forward courageously, relying on the powerful and sharp sword art to sweep away all obstacles in front of them.

As Ning Xiangruo slashed down with the fairy sword in her hand, and as her left hand quickly changed the sword art, suddenly, green waves suddenly appeared in the sky, as if the entire space suddenly began to become unstable.

Amid the exclamations of the crowd, Jiang Qingxian on the stage shrank his pupils slightly.

In an instant, from the trembling green waves, dense green Qi swords appeared. As soon as these Qi swords came out, they immediately shuttled and rotated around Ning Xiangruo in the air in order, firmly surrounding Ning Xiangruo in the innermost layer of the sword circle.

Ye Xiaochuan opened his mouth wide, and after a while he said to himself: "There are at least 7,000 or 8,000 Qi swords! So amazing!"

Ye Xiaochuan's current cultivation level can only control 5,000 Qi swords at most. He didn't expect Ning Xiangruo to control more than 7,000 Qi swords at once. This level of cultivation is definitely not comparable to Ye Xiaochuan.

In terms of the depth of cultivation, this time Cangyunmen looked at ten disciples, Gu Jianchi was the first, Yun Qiyou was the second, Du Chun was the third, and Ning Xiangruo was definitely the fourth.

Ye Xiaochuan couldn't compare, and Su Qin, Qi Feiyuan, Zhao Wuji, Gu Paner and others around him were not as accomplished as Ning Xiangruo in the Yin-Yang Dao. As the eldest disciple of Master Jingshui, who has practiced Taoism for thirty years, how could she be underestimated?

Dense green swords of air, covering the sky and the earth, circled around Ning Xiangruo. Ning Xiangruo was like a proud phoenix, accepting the worship of thousands of birds in the air.

Seeing this, Jiang Qingxian's face was grim, and the giant burning fairy sword was waving quickly. The sword tactics in his hand changed quickly. Flames about eight feet long and burning violently roared out from the three-foot sword edge quickly, and the scorching heat swept the world. Even with the defensive barrier, the disciples watching the battle under the arena still felt the whistling hot wind, as if they were in the crater of a volcano.

Countless flames quickly condensed to form a huge flame demon dragon, which was more than a hundred times larger than the three green light walls that Jiang Qingxian had set up to break Ning Xiangruo.

The burning fire dragon seemed to have just awakened from the magma. With endless violent killing intent, it looked up to the sky and roared deafeningly, with an astonishing momentum.

At this moment, Jiang Qingxian was standing in the fire dragon, and then gradually his whole body, along with the giant burning fairy sword, merged with the fire dragon. The flames emanating from the entire fire dragon gradually changed from the initial red color to blue.

Blue flames!