Two long swords hanging over Red Talisman Street.

Gu Cang, who was stepping on the white little sword, looked solemnly, staring at Ning Yi below, the more he looked, the more thrilling he became.

He murmured, "With a sword breaking through the distance of Red Talisman Street with thirty feet, and never used any starlight. How killing is this?"

"At least the ninth level, he is a ruthless man." Li Jun Zhongli, who was stepping on the dark sword weapon, had a complicated expression and said, "He deliberately hid his starlight. Some people say that he is just a middle level, which seems nonsense. It takes great savings to hand over this sword. Without the starlight of the future realm, he cannot have such a huge sword energy."

Zhongli paused and sneered, "Even if he is a first-level realm, he can pass this sword, and can also compete with the practitioners in the rear realm. Master Shushan is indeed well-known and has some methods. He looks really worthy of Xixue. Those who run to the pope's mansion to provoke every day are all fools, and they don't think about who Xu Zang is. Can the successor he likes to be a vulgar person?"

"Now it seems that no one will cause trouble for him in the future." Gu Cang's eyes passed through the crowd below one by one, and no surprise saw dull faces. He said tumultuously: "This fight was a wonderful fight, no one lost or no one won. Qingjun caught this sword and did not use the starlight. The practitioners of Yingtian Mansion also began to pay attention to their physical strength?"

"Qingjun should not be underestimated." Zhongli said calmly: "He is better than me in this fight on Hongfu Street. If it were me, if I wanted to take this sword, I would be more embarrassed than him."

"Luojia Mountain is closed. If Ye Hongfu doesn't come out, the little Zhulong in the north will be idle." Gu Cang sighed softly: "No one is willing to come forward, the arrow shoots the bird. If Xiao Zhulong, the martial arts fanatic, comes to him, winning or losing is not a good thing."

"Win and lose are not a good thing... It's like you can beat Xiao Zhulong?" Zhongli couldn't help but sneer when he heard this name, and asked with a joke on his face: "Little Zhulong came to Songyang Academy. Even if you Gu Cang used all the treasures given by the academy, what would it change?"

Gu Cang looked depressed, and he said unhappy: "You said lightly. Who would have vowed to be the first person of the younger generation? When he went out to practice, he was severely scolded by Cao Ran in the upside-down sea?"

Zhongli stopped laughing, and his expression gradually returned to normal.

He sighed softly, said in his heart, "It is a blessing to suffer losses", and then said solemnly: "Luo Changsheng, Ye Hongfu, Xiaozhulong Cao Ran, the three of them... before the Grand Court meeting, no one was their opponent."

This sentence is the truth.

Gu Cang did not refute.

He looked at the uncle Shushan who was holding Xixue on Hongfu Street, and suddenly his mind moved.

"Where is this person named Ning Yi?"

"He definitely can't do it." Zhongli glanced at it, rubbed his eyebrows, and said, "He is good at strength, but he didn't give me the pressure of Ye Hongfu and Cao Ran, let alone Luo Changsheng... I always feel that the feeling he gave me is completely different from Luo Changsheng who was hiding his strength at that time. Luo Changsheng's cry was silent, and he could tell that he was a great Bodhisattva with the style of a banished immortal. This person always made me feel that he was a lot worse than that of Luo Changsheng."

Gu Cang nodded and said, "Indeed... this person named Ning Yi is a very elusive person. I even suspected that the outside world said that he only had those in the middle realm, and what he said was right."

Zhongli sorted out his thoughts.

Li Jun from Yuelu Academy carefully recalled every detail of Hongfu Street and found that he could not see any clues.

The more masters you are, the fewer useless actions you have during the duel. Ning Yi and Qingjun are playing chess. After standing a certain distance, they only have two actions: lifting the sword and passing the sword, which are impeccable and impeccable.

Zhongli said seriously: "He can cut this sword, and there are some tricks. This battle is neither lost nor won, but this is not enough. Even if those messy and false names sound like a fool, it is not enough. The title of the first place in the Star List is nothing. If Luo Changsheng is not on the Star List, then who would care about this list? "

He paused and continued, "If Ye Hongfu and Cao Ran were not on this list, then would we care about this list?"

Gu Cang understood what Zhongli meant.

He whispered: "Ning Yi is an interesting person. There is still a long time before the Great Dynasty... After this fight, the Little Round King is likely to target him. Tiandu has not been peaceful recently. It is said that the Little Round King has never missed. I wonder if it will cover Ning Yi's door."

"I don't know anything else, but I know one thing very well."

Zhongli said lightly: "Ning Yi and Qingjun, these two people...the Little Round King will fail no matter which one they choose, and may even explain himself."

"This is intuition." After Zhongli finished speaking, he heard a strange sneer.

He frowned and looked in a certain direction in the eaves.

He kept eavesdropping on the dialogue between the two people, and the gloom that was huddled on the eaves. When he heard this sentence, his expression became indifferent and disdainful. After seeing the sword on Red Talisman Street, he had confirmed the next hunting target, so there was no need to stay here again and he should have left long ago.

But the great gentlemen from the two academies said these words rarely, and at the end, he couldn't help but sneer.

He did not hide the extremely light sneer.

When Zhongli and Gu Cang heard the sound and looked at the eaves, the Little Cyclone King had already merged into the darkness.

"The Underworld Little Cyclone King... It sounds like a scary name."

Gu Cang said with disgust: "To put it nicely, use the small to make big, use the weak to make strong. To put it bluntly, it means only a rat crossing the street, everyone shouts and beats, and can only walk in the darkness, sneaking around every day."

The killers in the underworld are the most hated. Almost all genius practitioners are afraid of these killers who never show their true faces.

The enemy is in the dark, I am in the bright.

Always rely on sneak attacks and assassinations, this is what the killers in the underworld hate.

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The red talisman street filled with smoke and dust.

Qingjun shook his sleeves. His face was not good-looking. He had said before that he would not retreat or take action. He just resisted the sword. When the sword was about to come, he found that what he said was really slapped himself in the face.

Ning Yi, who can top the Star List, is indeed not an ordinary person.

He exhaled, and the air in his lungs was squeezed so hard that he could fight against others, especially with sword cultivators. Unreasonable sword cultivators like Ning Yi only competed for one sword, so he could only breathe.

If you are short of breath, it would be another way to say that this sword can be followed without Xinghui.

This sword is extremely killing, and the most terrifying thing is that Ning Yi did not use the starlight.

The starlight is attached to the sword energy, carrying the different auras that the master practices. Some can explode, while others are cold or hot. If these sword intents are attached to the sword energy, it will cause greater trouble to Qingjun.

Is this the same as a sword, and the sword is like this, how great is it?

The young man who was holding the sword stood outside the smoke and dust. Ning Yi gently stretched out a hand, patted the dust falling on his shoulder, and said calmly: "It's been revealed."

This grudge with Yingtian Mansion has been revealed.

Qingjun shook his sleeves, took a deep breath at this moment, and said, "Okay. Let's take it out."

This is the ending that both sides want to see.

At this point, Ning Yi did not go to see Qingjun on the other end of Hongfu Street, but turned around and left.

Handed the sword to Qingjun.

Show it to Tiandu Imperial City.

Show it to the whole world.

Let them see clearly what his surname is, Xu Zang’s junior brother, Zhao Rui’s successor, and who has taken over the position of Shushan’s junior uncle.

The Pope's ma-robed Taoist maintains the order of the Red Talisman Street and gives way to Ning Yi and Chen Yi.

The white wood carriage was waiting not far away. Ning Yi and Chen Yi got on the carriage together and heard the noise outside gradually ringing. The white horse kicked the bluestone slab and stepped on the snow chips dullly.

Chen Yi laughed and said softly: "Ning Yi, you are better than I thought."

Ning Yi pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

There was nothing to say during the journey, and the matter of being invited by Tianfu was naturally gone. The Pope sent Ning Yi back to the mansion, and the white wooden carriage slowly left.

Ning Yi stood in front of the mansion gate, and the mahogany Taoist on both sides didn't know how sensational the mansion owner had done outside.

The boy's face was a little pale, he pursed his lips tightly, stood in front of the door, and gently knocked on the door of the mansion.

Pei Fan, who woke up from reading a book in a trance, trotted and opened the door.

Ning Yi, under the girl's confusing eyes, insisted on stepping into the threshold and took two steps. When the mansion was closed, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a small stone bench in the yard. Ning Yi sat down. His face suddenly turned pale. He did not turn around and looked at the girl, but kept adjusting his breathing. The sweat all over his body had wet his robes and his breathing became heavier.

The cause of everything is that I forcibly mobilize the "divine droplets" in the vortex to hand over that sword.

Ning Yi's mind was drowsy.

The girl asked worriedly, "Are you going out to fight?"

Ning Yi smiled reluctantly and said softly: "Don't worry... I didn't lose, I didn't suffer any losses."

The girl pursed her lips, not knowing what to say.

When she saw Ning Yi turn around, she suddenly panicked.

Ning Yi's eyebrows seemed to have been torn apart, and the scarlet blood drips were sticky, penetrated the skin and gradually solidified. Unlike his own "Sword Hidden", the scarlet piece between Ning Yi's eyebrows was real blood. After penetrating the skin, it was curved and flowed on her cheeks.

Ning Yi felt a little warm.

He regretted it a little, and pulled out five drops of divine water...

If you take less, there shouldn't be such serious consequences.

After handing out the sword, Ning Yi realized the abnormality in his body. His whole body was no longer light, but heavier as iron, with a vague consciousness, and the backlash effect was extremely strong.

He cannot show it in front of others.

Including Chen Yi.

So Ning Yi almost never said a single word.

He grinned and said, "Girl... don't take it."

The word "heart" was not spoken out.

The girl's shadows became three, and three turned nine, and she was in a trance.
Chapter completed!