Chapter 5994: 5994 Beauty Like Jade
Chapter 5994 5994 Beauty is like jade
Lin Yujing hates him so much, how can he be interested in telling him what rules and martial virtues? Being in the air, he drew out the long knife with a "clang" and slashed towards him.
He could see that, under the instigation of this little white face, those few powerhouses of the fifth grade of transformation were already ready to move. Therefore, with this cut, he is even more determined to stand up.
At the same time that the sword light was cut out, the sacred pattern of the palm was also stimulated to the extreme. The power of this sword was a bit stronger than the previous one that severely injured Feng Qirui.
The sword was in full force, and the murderous aura rushed into the sky, even the dark clouds surging in the sky were still.
"Be careful!" Although Ning Yu'er felt a bit broken, everyone couldn't help exclaiming when they saw the power of Lin Yujing's sword and felt the murderous aura.
"Hey, I didn't want to do it so early, you have to force me, I can't help it." Ning Yuer sighed helplessly at this time, and the long sword came out.
Swords are like snow, people are like jade!
In an instant, Ning Yuer's temperament changed drastically. The sword glow sprinkled like light snow dancing, the white clothes stepped forward with the wind, Ling Bo stepped down like a fairy in the legend... Oh no, it's a fairy, not a fairy.
The long chant of swords is more like the singing of fairy music.
"Xiaoyao Divine Sword!" There was an exclamation in the crowd.
The ancient sword body circulates with clear light, like a Wang Hantan, but it is so beautiful and mysterious, so light and elegant.
A series of beautiful sword patterns are as natural as the sky, forming two small ancient seal characters: Xiaoyao.
This is the portable saber once used by Xiaoyao Heavenly King, a generation of peerless swords once famous!
It turned out that this guy is a descendant of Xiaoyao Heavenly King, no wonder Pang Shidao would be so polite to him. Gu Fenghua also suddenly realized.
Thinking about it carefully, she patted her forehead secretly: In fact, she should have thought about it, Ning Yuer's surname is Ning, according to "Tianlu" records, Xiaoyao's name is Ning Qingsi. In the entire supreme heaven, besides him, who else can have friendship with the spiritual holy heaven king Pang Shidao?
And just as everyone exclaimed, Lin Yujing's expression changed drastically. Seeing Xiaoyao Divine Sword, even Gu Fenghua, who had just arrived in the supreme heaven, could guess the origin of Ning Yuer's life experience. If he couldn't think of it, then it would be a miracle for him to live till now.
He wanted to stop, but he just hated Ning Yu'er. With this knife, even the holy pattern in his palm was stimulated to the extreme. How could he stop?
Despite the desperate retrograde technique and forcibly withdraw the holy energy, the knife still beheaded at Ning Yuer with the momentum of thunder. In an instant, Lin Yujing was so scared that her face paled by the knife.
However, his worries are obviously unnecessary.
As soon as Ning Yuer took out the sword, five sacred rainbows appeared between his eyebrows. It turned out that his cultivation base was actually the fifth rank of Huasheng, one rank higher than Lin Yujing.
More importantly, as the brilliance of the divine sword in his hand bloomed, the holy pattern in Lin Yujing's knife was eclipsed, as if being sealed, without any power.
The light and elegant sword light pierced directly into the thundering sword light. In just a moment, the power of the sword shattered like a soap bubble, turned into thousands of streams of light and disappeared between the sky and the earth.
The sword's power was not diminished, and it pierced Lin Yujing's well-hardened armor and pierced his chest.
Blood arrows flew, Lin Yujing let out a muffled hum, and fell from mid-air, and the holy rainbow between his brows became chaotic.
Obviously, Ning Yuer was still merciful. This sword avoided the vitality of his heart, but if he was injured like this, his ending might not be any better than Feng Qirui.
Ning Yu'er fell down and stood on the mound where Lin Yujing had been before. The breeze passed by, and the white sword robe was blown, making it even more beautiful like a jade tree facing the wind.
(End of this chapter)
