The two green and red swords returned to the sheath, and the audience was silent. Prince Yan's strength shocked the whole audience. Two top-ranked nine-grade strong men were defeated so much, with no resistance.

Ning Chen was also shocked and speechlessly attached. He had seen the battle of the ninth-grade strong man several times, but this was the first time he had seen such an overwhelming gap in strength.

At the first visit, a fighting spirit flashed in Yin Moxiao's eyes. After a moment, he was suppressed by him. Now he is not yet at the time to challenge the contemporary legend of Daxia.

Prince Yan's strength made the face of Wushuang City Lord turn ashen. He never expected that Fengyu and the two worshippers would be defeated so thoroughly.

Just twenty years have passed, the legend of Daxia has surpassed anyone of his contemporaries, and has gone very far in the martial arts path.

"boom"

Just when everyone was shocked, Prince Yan walked step by step to the center of Tianxue in Yinyuan. With a force under his feet, he heard a loud rumbling sound. A bottomless crack appeared on the earth.

"presumptuous!"

The sudden shock awakened the powerful existence sleeping deep in Wushuang City. A terrifying aura was suppressed from the sky to prevent Prince Yan from seizing the sword.

Prince Yan snorted coldly, and his true energy rose into the sky. Then, with a bang, the breath in the sky dissipated and returned to nothingness.

"Even if you are born at this time, you will not be able to stop me from taking the sword. I will make the decision today."

After the words came, Prince Yan flipped his right hand and the vast suction force ran, pulling out the Zhige sword from the broken crack.

The dark golden sword of Zhi Ge was born, and a heavy pressure suddenly spread out. This sword was buried deep in the snow in the Yinyuan for thousands of years, absorbing too much thick earth energy, making the already heavy sword body like a thousand pounds pressing.

Prince Yan pointed his sword lightly and sealed most of the thick earth energy. He waved his hand and the dark golden light flashed by, and another sword was added to the sword frame behind Ning Chen.

"Click"

The wheelchair was half an inch deep, crushing the bluestone slab below.

"It's too much!"

Deep in Wushuang City, the powerful will quickly awakened. Just as he was about to break the seal, he was stopped by another breath, "Let him go, just a heavy sword, it's not worth fighting."

"Hmph" The previous will snorted coldly, and then gradually restrained his breath and returned to calm.

Above the master's seat, Wushuang City's lord held the blue veins on the ground with both hands, but was unable to stop him. Even the ancestor spoke, what could he say?

"let's go"

Prince Yan glanced at Ning Chen, turned around and walked outside Yinyuan Tianxue, and his steps were steadily, so that no one present dared to stop him.

“Stylish”

Ning Chen sighed lightly, then followed with difficulty as he turned the wheelchair.

From then on, he was a brainless fan of Prince Yan, but this Zhige Sword is really heavy!

Outside the city lord's mansion, Ning Chen looked at Prince Yan in front of him and said curiously, "Senior, have you already stepped out of the innate realm?"

"Hehe" Prince Yan smiled faintly and replied, "No"

"I am also a little curious about how you got into the palace?"

Suddenly, Prince Yan said casually, and Ning Chen was so scared that he suddenly burst into cold sweat.

Prince Yan had already known about this?

This matter is definitely not revealed by Changsun, so it was Prince Yan himself who saw it, but when did he reveal the flaw?

From beginning to end, he had no contact with Prince Yan, so why was he exposed?

"Don't think too much, your hand has touched the Qing Sword. I have known that you are not actually purified at that time." Prince Yan walked ahead without stopping, and continued to explain calmly, "There are people who have rest, and the sword also has sword breath. The Qing Sword has been following me for a long time and has been connected with my breath. I can understand anything it touches in my heart."

Ning Chen was shocked. What is the situation in the world?

Too incredible!

He had seen many top-level ninth-grade strong men, but he had never heard Jian Xi say that Prince Yan's talent and martial arts talent were shocking and he was almost invincible.

Ning Chen was silent, a little unaware of how to explain it. His experience of entering the palace was too complicated and could not be explained in one or two sentences.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it. There is nothing to hesitate to do, just concentrate on your journey."

Prince Yan smiled freely and did not ask questions or care. Everyone has secrets, and he is no exception. Moreover, everyone's secrets do not exist to satisfy other people's curiosity, so he will not force them.

Ning Chen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart because he really didn't know how to say it.

After walking out of Wushuang City, it was not far from Jiancheng, but the sky was getting darker and it was inconvenient to walk on a wheelchair, so the two of them were slowing down.

The two of them still had a slow pace and could reach it before dawn, so they were not in a hurry.

"How much did you understand in the battle just now?"

Under the night, Prince Yan walked slowly forward and asked slowly.

"The senior's two green and red swords are one cold and one roasted, and the two Fengyu worshipped the long swords in their hands carry the signs of wind and rain. The senior uses the red sword to fight against the wind and wind to help the fire. The fire will not be extinguished, and the red sword will naturally not be defeated. As for the Qing sword, rain is water, and when it encounters cold, it condenses. The senior uses the cold to control rain, and the advantages and disadvantages are judged."

Ning Chen said every word he saw. Although the battle just now was a complete suppression of strength, Prince Yan's combat wisdom was even more amazing.

Among the four swords, Prince Yan chose the most suitable two, not the strongest two. If it were the strongest, the deepest sword in the sword frame could easily suppress the Qinghong sword. In addition, the ancient Shuilan sword is also extraordinary and will never be under the Qinghong sword.

In front, Prince Yan nodded and said, "Remember, swords are the weapon of killing and the king of soldiers. As the king, wisdom and courage are indispensable. If you blindly show your courage and use your strength to defeat others, you will eventually fall into the inferior."

Ning Chen bowed and said respectfully, "Thank you for your advice"

"Yeah" Prince Yan nodded, then stopped talking and continued on his way.

Ning Chen followed behind and thought quietly that fighting at the peak of the ninth grade was rare, especially at such a close distance, which was very helpful to his martial arts practice.

He always felt something he had touched, but when he felt it carefully, the feeling disappeared.

A hint of surprise flashed across Prince Yan's face, and his pace slowed down again. It seemed that this kid was not far from the breakthrough.

The fifth grade of martial arts is a hurdle. After crossing, the sea is vast and the sky is impossible. If you can’t cross it, you will be frogs in the well.

This kid's foundation is so strong that he even envies him. He only saw it in his life. Once he breaks through this hurdle, his strength will inevitably improve significantly.

As he walked, his steps were getting slower and he kept thinking. Gradually, the wheelchair stopped and stopped moving forward.

Prince Yan also stopped and stood aside, without saying a word.

"boom!"

About half an hour later, Ning Chen's aura swelled up, and the silver light shone brightly. Within a radius of one meter, the temperature dropped rapidly, the water vapor condensed, and the frost was drifting.

Prince Yan was guarding her quietly, and her blue shirt was shattered by the spiritual energy from all directions from heaven and earth. In the sword frame, the green sword roared lightly, and she was extremely happy.

The next moment, the vast spiritual energy swept through the sky and poured into Ning Chen's body crazily, breaking through the realm level in one fell swoop, reaching the peak of the fifth grade.

Prince Yan looked at Ning Chen in the center of the spiritual energy and gradually frowned slightly.

There is actually a breath!

In the Ningchen Qi Sea, the dark yellow Qi rotated intensified, and he wanted to forcefully seize a spiritual energy from the world.

At this moment, Prince Yan moved his feet and came to Ning Chen in one step. With a wave of his hand, he stopped the sword and immediately, his sword finger was lightly pointed, and the thick soil broke the seal.

Prince Yan turned his sword again, and his whole mind condensed, injecting all the thick earth energy that broke the seal into Ningchen's Qihai.

"Well"

With a painful groan, the two colors of light around Ning Chen's body changed and his cultivation level broke through the sixth level.

"Book of Heaven!" At the same time, Prince Yan's expression changed slightly, and his face was surprised.

There is no mistake. It is indeed the Book of Heaven, but it is still two volumes. If it were not for the breakthrough, the Book of Heaven appeared and the distance between the two was close enough, he would not have really discovered it.

No wonder this kid has such a deep foundation, and he can't help but want to be ordinary.

The excess thick earth energy was deprived, and Zhi Ge Jian was temporarily silent. Prince Yan waved his hand and sent the heavy sword back to the sword frame, then retreated aside and waited for Ning Chen to wake up.

After a while, Ning Chen finally stabilized his state of martial arts, slowly opened his eyes, and then bowed respectfully, saying, "Thank you for your accomplishment!"

Although he was unable to move during the breakthrough, his spiritual consciousness was not closed and he naturally knew what Prince Yan had done. This was a great kindness.

"If there is too much energy of this thick earth, it will have an impact on the sword breath. If it is sealed in the sword, it would be better to give it to you." Prince Yan nodded and said calmly.

The heavier sword is not the heavier the better, and the more thick earth aura, the better. He sealed most of the thick earth aura before, because of this reason.

"Let's go, it's been a long time since I'm not rushing to the road, I won't be able to reach Jiancheng." After speaking, Prince Yan turned around and walked forward.

Ning Chen nodded and turned his wheelchair to follow him.

He didn't know that when Prince Yan injected him with thick earth energy, he had seen two pages of golden paper in his body, and he didn't know that these two pages were heavenly books. He just knew that such things existed, and he didn't know anything else.

After pursuing the root of the matter, he has been in this world for a short time and has many things he doesn't know.

Under the night, the two of them rushed towards Jiancheng one by one, without saying a word, and listened quietly to Ning Ye.

Finally, at dawn, the two of them came to the bottom of Jiancheng.

This is an ancient and huge deserted city with few people. You can never see a figure when you walk for a long time. However, this is the most dangerous city, because a figure that appears casually in the city may be an amazing strong man.

Sword City is the holy land of swordsmen in the world, but it is also the forbidden land of swordsmen in the world. In the Sword City, there is not only killing, but the only rule is that the strong are respected.

There are traces of swordsmen fighting everywhere on the streets of Jiancheng. Each sword mark is at least two fingers deep. Blood is sprinkled everywhere. It has dried up, but it still has a faint smell of fishy smell.

As soon as Ning Chen stepped into Jiancheng, his emotions became a little anxious. He hoped to see Mu Chengxue, but he didn't want to see her so soon.

He was afraid that his guess would become reality.

"Are you scared?"
To be continued...