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Three hundred and thirtieth chapters near the flying sword

Many people are already waiting for her arrival near Guanxia Tower.

When this tall girl like a tourist came into view, everyone had the same impression as Zong Fengyang, and the idea of ​​"She is so tall" quickly arose in her heart.

Ni Yunshan looked calm.

She has been different from all other children of the same age since she was very young. She was not tall at that time, but she could realize the existence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth very early on. Before she could obtain any practice books, she even tried to get close to and absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

For a long time, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was like her secret friend and a playmate whom no one else knew.

It was a rare peaceful time in her life. When her talent was revealed, everyone's eyes looked at her like the eyes of these people in the streets and alleys around her today.

Too aloof is not necessarily a good thing. Before she entered the South Heaven Courtyard, she had experienced many assassinations. Even when she was just ten years old, there was a girl who was slightly older than her who wanted to strangle her to death because she was too jealous.

But having an extraordinary reputation can also bring a lot of convenience. For example, now she does a lot of things and just telling others that she is Ni Yunshan can save a lot of complicated processes.

In the world of practitioners, if you want to have more reputation and gain more convenience, you can only use real battles to let the world see your own strength and continuous growth.

She had already had many battles that were truly facing the brink of life and death before, including the actual practice in the South Heavenly Court, which was more dangerous than the ordinary battles of the border army.

But those battles arranged for people still seem a little childish in her eyes.

It was not until now that the Northern Wei and Southern Dynasties that she felt that she had entered the world of true cultivators and had lost her childishness.

There are also some tourists in Guanxia Tower who usually go upstairs to Guanxia, ​​but today when she arrives, the upper floors of Guanxia Tower are empty, and the platform several meters long and wide is a bit empty.

The glow fell on her standing alone on the upstairs, and began to make her, who was not outstanding in appearance, look strange.

Beauty often comes from unusual temperament.

They are all the same flowers. In a piece of white, there is a red flower with unique colors, so you often feel that the red flower is beautiful.

......

The streets and alleys around Guanxia Tower seem much quieter than usual.

On the bluestone road and around, you can clearly see the teahouse and wine shops in this building, and the guests are far fewer than usual.

But today these guests are almost not ordinary people.

She said it right. Zong Fengyang is the most famous among the younger generation of cultivators in the past ten years. She is the best among young cultivators in recent years. The battle between her and Zong Fengyang is also of great significance.

For example, through the strength she showed, we can infer that the strength of the outstanding ones among young practitioners has reached in the world of practitioners.

Moreover, when people like her officially began to fight for the military, it also marked that the young talents who had made lovely progress in the past few years have truly entered the world of the powerful.

There was a faint voice of conversation in the streets and alleys, but Ni Yunshan didn't care.

Suddenly, the voices of these conversations suddenly disappeared. Zong Fengyang did not waste her time. His figure had appeared at one end of a long street.

Zong Fengyang walked over quickly and went upstairs.

"All the funeral arrangements have been made?"

Ni Yunshan looked at Zong Fengyang who was going upstairs and asked.

Her tone was very calm, as if she was asking herself something very common for a friend.

"The time is too short, so everything is possible." Zong Fengyang shook his head at the woman who was even taller than him.

"I forgot to tell you before that if you can kill me, you can survive." Ni Yunshan glanced at him and said, "It's just that I will be destroyed and become an ordinary person."

Zong Fengyang was stunned for a moment. He took a deep breath and looked at the other party in the rays of light, making sure that the other party was not deliberately trying to use this method to disturb his mind.

"Don't worry, I just think you have no chance to defeat me, so I forgot such a thing. Knowing that a battle of death may make you more scruples, but the desire to survive can also make people stronger. If the two feel differently, it makes you feel confused, and there is no chance to defeat me." Ni Yunshan faced his gaze, saw through the deep thoughts in his heart, and said.

Zong Fengyang stopped talking.

Although he didn't understand whether Ni Yunshan's approach was the ultimate pursuit of practice or other reasons, the practitioners were proud of themselves. He originally felt that Ni Yunshan might not be able to kill him. Now that he heard Ni Yunshan's words, his fighting spirit burned even more violently.

No one talks anymore.

The light between the two suddenly produced many wonderful arcs due to the distortion of the energy of heaven and earth, just like a calm water surface suddenly lit up many scales.

Then a clear sword sounded at the same time on both of them.

The two of them set out their swords at the same time.

There was no sword on Zong Fengyang's body, and a handleless small sword flew out of his sleeve.

Ni Yunshan was equipped with a long sword on her waist, but she did not draw the sword at this time, and a flying sword also flew out of her sleeve.

laugh!

With a long hissing, the two flying swords accelerating sounds almost completely overlapped, followed by "Aggressive..." A sound of countless arrows shooting on wooden stakes at the same time.

The distance between the two is only a few feet at this time. The battle between the flying swords between practitioners is generally between the two sword masters, and they usually fight against the sword at a distance of dozens of feet. Flying swords at such a short distance is even more dangerous for the two sword masters.

In the small space between the two, two faint sword shadows slashed each other in this breath. The flying swords passed through the scattered fire and the overflowing wind. In this small space, it suddenly churned like a pot of boiling porridge.

Listening to such a sound, looking at the two flying swords that brought countless wild bees to the dancing scenes, all the spectators in the streets and alleys held their breath.

Such a close-range battle of flying swords is extremely rare in the world of cultivators. Both of them spared no effort. This move made everyone know that this battle would be divided into life and death.

Zong Fengyang and Ni Yunshan stood still, and there was no emotion on their calm faces.

Two flying swords roared around them, chasing and killing each other. Suddenly, a thread of blood appeared on Zong Fengyang's left face, and a slight crack appeared on his skin, and in the next moment, there seemed to be traces passing by.

Zong Fengyang was still indifferent, and he simply closed his eyes.

The speed of the flying sword has long exceeded the speed of the eyes to capture, and the sword shadow left in the pupils is always one step slower than the real location of the flying sword. What's more, there is no way out in this battle, so he doesn't need to consider anything else, and he doesn't even want to use means other than the flying sword.
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