He had the goal that these young talents in Changling could not imagine, and also had the experience of practicing that they could not understand at all. So just by relying on the sense of power brought by the first dull vibration, he could already be sure that one of them must be He Chaoxi, who had the most outstanding physical strength.

As for the other person, it must be one of Zhang Yi, Su Qin and Nangong Caishu.

If two tigers fight, one will be injured, and this is also a rare opportunity for him.

So he put on his dry clothes as fast as possible, and without even caring about the remaining barbecue, he ran towards the direction where the sound came.

At this moment, everyone's eyes on the viewing platform were deeply attracted by the battle between He Chaoxi and Nangong Caishu, but some people still noticed Ding Ning's abnormal movement at this moment.

For example, Xie Rou.

She was a little difficult to understand.

At this time, Ding Ning, who seemed very weak compared to these strong men, shouldn't he hide better and stay away from the battle area? Why did he rush over at such a fast speed?

...

The battle between Nangong Caishu and He Chaoxi is not over yet.

In a scattered smoke and dust, his arms kept trembling, and Nangong Caishu, whose palms were covered with torn wounds, stood up again with difficulty.

Each corner of her robe turned red and blood began to drip.

She looked at He Chaoxi in the mist directly ahead of her.

She knew that she could not defeat He Chaoxi in terms of physical strength and the true energy practice she had practiced.

But she wanted to give it another try.

Because even practitioners who have reached the True Yuan realm cannot become a small pond that gathers the essence of heaven and earth in the Sword Sacrifice Canyon, nor can they replenish true energy.

If both sides are exhausted, then the only thing that determines the outcome is pure physical strength, sword skills, and real combat experience.

She wanted to see if her sword skills and real combat experience were strong.

So she spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with some mud, looked at He Chaoxi and said, "Your true energy should be very little left. The sword below will let everyone solve the true energy."

He Chaoxi's brows jumped slightly.

Nangong Caishu's strength was not beyond his expectations, but her will and determination to win were completely beyond his expectations.

However, he certainly would not be afraid of such a challenge.

He took a deep breath, remained silent, and nodded again, but unlike the previous two times, he began to take the initiative and start rushing forward.

The art of resurrection and prosperity he practiced not only has the mystery of the power transformation between one resurrection and one resurrection, but also has more true energy stored in the sea of ​​qi than ordinary practice techniques. In addition, his strong physical strength, even if he does not use the true energy, he can defeat most practitioners in the second realm, so he has the confidence to harvest on this first day.

It was just because there were existences like Zhang Yi and Su Qin that he still wanted to leave some true energy. At this moment, he wanted to rely as much as possible on his physical strength to cope with Nangong Caishu's challenge.

His explosive power was amazing. The place where his feet landed were filled with pits. Just a sprint of more than ten feet apart, a terrifying wind was already in front of him.

Large pieces of fallen leaves were swept up by the strong wind brought to his body, forming a moving fallen leaves wall.

The withered yellow sword in his hand slashed forward.

It seems that the storm is not alarmed, but there is a sense of heat dispersion on the sword.

A line of fire fell on the wall formed by countless flying leaves in front of him.

There was a bang.

The fire took advantage of the wind and countless flying fallen leaves burned violently.

Under the compression of his sword energy, countless fallen leaves that had been completely burned were compressed into a very small space. The hot air collided for a moment, creating greater pressure and suddenly burst out stronger power.

Many disciples from Qingteng Sword Academy understand where this sword comes from.

"Dead wood produces fire", this is a gesture in the Dead Wood Sword Sutra of Qingteng Sword Court.

The Dead Wood Sword Sutra is also one of the highest and deepest sword sutras in the Qingteng Sword Courtyard.

He Chaoxi not only practiced the true essence technique that he practiced was the best in the Qingteng Sword Academy, but the sword scripture he practiced turned out to be the highest and deepest in the Qingteng Sword Academy.

Gu Xichun frowned slightly on the viewing platform. He Chaoxi's performance at this moment even made him feel a faint threat.

Seeing the fire ball that suddenly formed in front of her, Nangong Caishu hesitated for a moment, but in the next moment, her eyes became extremely firm.

She held the hilt tighter even harder regardless of the severe pain of the broken flesh and blood in her palms and the friction of the hilt.

She penetrated all the true energy in her body into her two swords.

The fish-patterned iron sword slashed out from her right hand very straight, facing the withered yellow sword that was carrying a ball of fire that was about to explode.

A stream of force continued to explode on the sword.

Just a sword, it is like countless waves slamming, like countless swords.

This is what she is best at, purely pursuing the fierce Liancheng sword technique.

There was a bang.

Countless burning dead leaves turned into countless tiny embers of fire, and the compressed fire ball finally exploded at this time.

The straight fish-patterned iron sword suddenly paused among countless Mars. As the withered yellow sword slashed at it with a blazing airflow, the iron sword bent again and could no longer stay in the master's hand, and flew out diagonally upwards.

He Chaoxi's heart sank by the fish-patterned iron sword that Nangong Caishu had slashed with one sword.

A sharp roar burst out from Nangong Caishu's lips and teeth. He felt an extremely powerful force pressing on his sword again.

This is another small sword from Nangong Caishu.

However, at this moment, the sword was also extremely fierce and fierce.

He shook his head helplessly, and the remaining true energy in his body could not be retained and penetrated into the sword in his hand.

A powerful force hit the sword in his left hand.

Nangong Caishu, who was already prepared, jumped up to the back, and at the same time, his five fingers were slightly loose, raised back and held them tightly again!

Many blood beads sprinkled from the hilt of the sword and her palm again.

She still held the sword in her hand.

However, at this moment, she saw He Chaoxi raise his head.

His whole body was also shaking, but his knees were slightly bent, but his body did not even take a step back.

The withered yellow sword in his hand paused slightly in the air for only a moment, and then slashed towards her like lightning.

Nangong Caishu forced his sword to slash.

There was a tremor.

Her sword still did not escape, but the withered yellow sword light shook through her waist as it sank and pressed.

Blood surged on her waist, and half of her robe was wet.

Nangong Caishu roared and fell backwards.

Her moan at this moment was not because of pain, but because of strong unwillingness and helplessness.

She had already successfully forced He Chaoxi to use the true energy she wanted to save in the end, but it was still a little bit behind. The last slightest power gap still made her movements slower than He Chaoxi, and she could not block He Chaoxi's sword force.

Although the wound on the side of her waist is not serious and not deep, if she continues to fight, she will be unable to handle the wound at all. The large amount of blood loss will completely lose her combat power and even fall into a coma soon.

He Chaoxi is ready to move again.

It is precisely because he respects Nangong Caishu that he is no longer planning to let Nangong Caishu fight.

However, at this moment, a sound with a serious gasp sounded: "When I came in, I told you that I could not beat you and ran away. You insisted on fighting like this."

On the viewing platform, Xie Changsheng's eyes followed Nangong Caishu's body. As Nangong Caishu's blood flowed more and more, his expression became more and more nervous. It was not until this moment that he suddenly realized that there was one more person not far from Nangong Caishu and He Chaoxi. After seeing the figure of that person, he suddenly screamed with an extremely ugly expression, "Ding Ning came here to join in the fun!"

At this moment, Nangong Caishu also judged who the person was from the voice. Her face was initially surprised, but immediately turned into shock and anger. Her scream almost rang out at the same time as Xie Changsheng's scream: "Ding Ning, have you also arrived in this area? What are you doing!"

"What did Ding Ning do here? Does he still want to get a bargain?"

Many people on the viewing platform had just seen Ding Ning's arrival, and such thoughts came to their minds at the same time.

"I'll pick up the bargain." Ding Ning had already said this sentence just after they thought in their minds.

He looked at Nangong Caishu and He Chaoxi, looking as if he was taken for granted: "Now that one true energy is exhausted and the other is seriously injured, isn't it the best time to get a bargain?"

Nangong Caishu was shocked and angry and wanted to say something, but Ding Ning looked at her calmly and said, "If you don't stop bleeding, I'm afraid even the commander of your Qingteng Sword Academy will come to forcefully interrupt your trial. I can't even get the bargain."

Nangong Caishu was stunned. She still couldn't understand Ding Ning's behavior at this moment, but after she gritted her teeth, she began to stop the bleeding quickly.

Because no matter what happens next, if she doesn't stop bleeding, the commander of Qingteng Sword Academy will indeed come to terminate her trial immediately.

"Do you want to help her?" He Chaoxi, who had been silent since Ding Ning appeared, saw something and looked at Ding Ning and asked.

Ding Ning shook his head: "This rule is not allowed."

He Chaoxi ignored what he said, looked at his eyes and the broken sword on his waist seriously, and whispered: "I'm very happy that she has a friend like you, but you are too weak."

Upon hearing the conversation between the two, Nangong Caishu shouted angrily: "Ding Ning, I don't have to worry about you, you can run away quickly!"

"Shut up and save some effort, otherwise I will be the first to deal with you."

Ding Ning glanced at him, then turned around and looked at He Chaoxi.

"I haven't fought, how do you know if I can't win?"

He spoke calmly.

Nangong Caishu's face was extremely ugly, and she wanted to attack Ding Ning, but Ding Ning's words and tone at this moment made her suddenly stop.

"And I've come here. With my speed and physical strength, I can't escape even if I want to."
Chapter completed!