Paranoia and fall! The world-weary young master amazes the cultivation world

"Ning Xiyuan!"

Ning Jin immediately became furious at this blatant mockery.

He is just relying on his status to talk big...

"Ning Xiyuan, in previous competitions, I gave you the upper hand because you were still young."

"I will not do it again."

Ning Jin drew out the soft sword from his waist, faced Ning Xiyuan, and raised his chin slightly.

"Junior sister, do you dare to compete with me?!"

Ning Xiyuan clenched the Sword of God Slaying, a smile broke out on his lips, and his slightly hoarse voice sounded like an allure.

Only two words.

"Okay."

Like a witch, she makes people feel uneasy.

As soon as Ning Xiyuan finished speaking, Ning Jin moved.

The white clothes fluttered and turned into white afterimages in the light.

The soft sword in his hand cut through the sky, as beautiful and flexible as a flying dragon, scattering scattered shadows.

"Wind and Frost Sword Technique!"

"What a nice view!"

On the arena, wherever the sword energy passed, frost flowers condensed.

The power of the five elements was attracted by the spiritual energy and gradually gathered at the tip of the sword.

As early as the moment Ning Xiyuan accepted the challenge, Ning Jin had already spread the news throughout the sect.

Today it is not just these disciples.

And there are also those sect elders.

She wanted everyone to watch and see how vulnerable Ning Xiyuan was.

Ning Xiyuan stood where she was, watching Ning Jin's figure change from one to two, then two to three, and then the afterimage filled the entire arena.

sword.

Countless swords.

Even the spectators below the ring couldn't tell the difference between true and false.

"clang!"

Before everyone had time to worry for Ning Xiyuan, the two swords collided with a crisp sound.

In just a moment, countless afterimages suddenly shattered.

There is only one left.

The soft sword was blocked, and the carefully prepared attack that shocked the whole audience failed.

The amazing sword energy brought by the soft sword only slightly blew away the girl's long black hair.

“It’s all gimmicky!” Yin Yue from the audience shouted the loudest. She even repeated, “It’s all gimmicky! It’s useless!”

Ning Jin ignored Yin Yue's calls.

Instead, he pulled away in time.

The spiritual energy belonging to the golden elixir quickly condensed.

The soft sword pointed to the sky, and countless white lights turned into a huge heavy sword.

"Ten thousand swords unite!"

"This is the unique skill of the Great Elder. Senior Sister has already learned it!"

The noise and shouting never stopped.

The Great Elder and his entourage arrived at this time.

Seeing the huge lightsaber from afar, the Great Elder couldn't help but feel relieved.

As expected...his most outstanding disciple!

The Great Elder nodded with satisfaction.

"Ning Xiyuan, it's not too late to admit defeat now." Ning Jin looked at the black-clothed girl not far away with an unchanged expression, chuckled, and spoke as if in a gift.

Ten thousand swords fell as one.

No one survived.

This is the ultimate secret of this sword move.

Ning Xiyuan tightly grasped the Sword of God-Slaying, leaped into the air, and smashed towards the sword shadows that gathered in the air.

The sword is huge, but the figure is tiny.

The black figure seemed insignificant.

For a moment, everyone wanted to laugh at Ning Xiyuan's stupidity.

The monk poured all his strength into the sword shadow.

Ten thousand swords become one, the golden elixir... can also kill the Nascent Soul!

"Ha, you overestimate your own abilities!"

Ning Jin simply sneered and raised her sword to smash it down fiercely.

Then a huge sword shadow in the air also fell down.

"Shh!"

This time, there was no sharp sound of weapons clashing.

Everyone only saw a black figure passing through the giant sword in the air and heading towards Ning Jin.

That speed is too fast!

While they were still shocked in the last second, the girl was already very close to Ning Jin.

Ning Jin still had a smile on his face, but the whistling of swords and the cold wind were gone in an instant.

"clang!"

The clear voice brought everyone back to their senses.

The giant sword in the sky shattered and turned into stars, like blooming fireworks.

grand.

beautiful.

The God-Slaying Sword slashed down and hit the ground heavily.

Ning Jin was blown away by the air wave and rolled to the ground, with the soft sword in his hand breaking into two pieces.

silence.

It was a silent cheer.

This scene was so unbelievable that countless people hadn’t even figured out how to penetrate the deadly light and shadow.

But victory is victory.

This grand competition ended in just two moves.

"Senior sister, you are nothing more than this."

It was Ning Xiyuan's turn to say the same words.

The girl looked down at Ning Jin from above with a smile in the corner of her eyes.

Even the red teardrop mole becomes vivid.

Relaxed and pleasant.

But there is no sign of smugness on his face.

This made Ning Jin even more difficult to accept!

What kind of look is that!

Do you think she is an ant that can be easily dealt with?

The Sword of God-Slaying continued to hum in excitement.

Its fighting spirit was aroused.

Even though its owner is not proficient in swordsmanship and is not a sword practitioner!

But strong enough.

The strong can ignore all rules and regulations.

"Ning Xiyuan!"

Ning Jin struggled to get up from the ground. She felt a humiliation she had never experienced before.

This is impossible!

This is simply not possible.

She would never lose to a domineering idiot.

The power of the evil spirit was filling his body, and Ning Jin burst out with a murderous intent he had never felt before.

Kill Ning Xiyuan!

Kill this idiot who stands in her way and makes her look bad!

"Senior Sister, can't you afford to lose?" Ning Xiyuan supported the sword with one hand, bent down slightly, and spoke in a soft voice.

The heroine has such a strong aura.

She thought she could just...kill Ning Jin directly.

"Young Master! Young Master is a genius!"

"The leader in swordsmanship! Number one in the Southern Region!"

"This is not a genius, this is clearly a pervert!"

"..."

More people are watching.

The noisy discussions became louder.

Although their young leader is notorious, has committed many evil deeds and has a bad character.

But the strength is absolutely beyond doubt!

It is the pride of the entire Futu Sect.

Lu Chaoyang, who was watching from a close distance, was even more frightened.

He knew Ning Xiyuan was strong.

But I didn't know he could be so strong as to ignore the rules.

And the spiritual energy... realm...

I can’t feel it again!

When we fought before, I could see that his realm was only foundation building.

Today, Ning Jin seemed to have noticed nothing.

"Junior sister was able to win only by relying on the God-Slaying Sword in her hand!"

"The God-Slaying Sword is the mountain-guarding sword of our Futu Sect! It is naturally very powerful."

"It's just an unfair victory."

"I, Ning Jin, will not accept today's defeat."

Ning Jin stood up from the ground, his expression became calm, but there was a strong sense of unwillingness in his weakness.

Ning Xiyuan was about to leave the arena, but after hearing this, he turned back again.

"Senior sister means..."

"Want to lose again?"

She spoke, somewhat admiring Ning Jin's psychological quality.

Such a terrible defeat, is it a close defeat?

Ning Jin's eyes were determined and his tone was firm.

"Junior sister, it's too early to say. It's still uncertain who will win or lose!"

No matter what, she will trample Ning Xiyuan under her feet, even if...

Borrow some external force.

She will never let anyone step on her head!

Ning Xiyuan smiled and said, "Okay."

The heroine who can't be defeated will probably come closer and get in the way.

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Chapter 2 Good night, babies.

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