Sword Demon Shinto

Chapter 565

Confused, Ning Qianyu walked out of the hall, walking absent-mindedly.

6000 years of hate, is it all wrong?He looked up at the sky. He didn't know how long he looked at it, what he thought about, and took his last step towards the sky, disappearing into the imperial city. The layman Baishan stood on the ground, looked at Ning Qianyu's back, shook his head, and sighed slightly.

"Bai Shan, you shouldn't have said that to him." Emperor Ning appeared and stood beside Layman Baishan, who looked at Emperor Ning.

"Why? He will know one day. When the blood in his body awakens, nothing can be hidden. Instead of letting him keep hating, it's better to let him know earlier."

"No, Bai Shan, you are wrong. Hatred is sometimes a kind of power. This kind of hatred is the power he has survived from the tomb for 6000 years. Now, you have destroyed his belief."

Emperor Ning said calmly, stepped out, and disappeared into the imperial city. The layman Baishan was stunned, looking at the sky, distracted for a while, and the long-term memory invaded his heart little by little.

No one knew that he and Emperor Ning were not from Qianyu, they were outsiders. They came from a very powerful domain. In that area, there were Emperor Zun, Tianzun, and even stronger existences.

On the bank of Qianshui Lake, Emperor Ning appeared and looked at Qianshui Lake indifferently. After a while, a small boat came in the lake. There was a man on the boat, an old man, holding a bamboo wormwood, and stopped in front of Emperor Ning.

"Guest, do you want to get on the boat?" the old man asked.

"No, he's going on board."

Emperor Ning said, waving his hand, Lin Xuan appeared in a wooden coffin, if Lin Xuan was conscious, he would be able to find that this wooden coffin was once in the cemetery where Ning Qianyu was buried.

"Spirit-sealing wood, spirit-sealing coffin, guest, this thing is very precious, but it's not what he needs."

Said the old man on the boat, stretched out his hand, Lin Xuan's body was lifted up and landed on the boat, and the coffin was collected by the old man.

"When you come again, this wooden coffin will be returned to you. If you don't get on the boat, then I will leave first."

The old man said, Ning Emperor's eyes stopped on Lin Xuan's face for a few seconds, and then nodded.

"The body is gone, why stay anymore? Guest, your time is running out, it's better to get on the boat earlier." The old man said again.

"No, I still have some things to do." Emperor Ning said, his tone was full of exhaustion, and there seemed to be nothing else in his body except death. His time was approaching and he was about to die.

"Why do you want to be nostalgic for the mundane world?" The old man sighed slightly, holding on to the wormwood, and the boat moved slowly.

On the calm Qianshui Lake, a heavy fog suddenly appeared, and then the boat disappeared. Emperor Ning looked at Qianshui Lake for a long time, then turned around, walked into the darkness, and disappeared.

Emperor Ning appeared in Feiying Commander's Mansion, and all the traps seemed to be non-existent. He stood in the courtyard and looked at a man practicing sword in the courtyard for an indeterminate amount of time, his face was full of sadness.

"Ning An, take a break." Someone's voice came, and Ning An wiped the sweat off his brow and smiled.

"Uncle Wang, I see, I will practice for a while."

Ning An said, and continued to swing the sword in his hand, practicing the sword that Lin Xuan taught him, his face was full of determination.

"Brother Lin Xuan said that this sword requires a one-hit kill, and there should be no sloppiness. But when stabbing the sword, I always feel that something is wrong. Is there something wrong?"

Ning An was thinking, a sword stabbed out, but a person suddenly appeared in front of him, Ning An was startled, but it was too late to withdraw his sword, and hit a person in front of him, one of his hands directly blocked his sword .

"You are wrong with this sword. This sword is to go straight forward. You lack the momentum. You should..."

Emperor Ning said, and began to slowly correct Ning An's movements. Ning An was startled at first, but slowly immersed in the way of the sword. In this person's body, he could not feel the killing intent.

Even, there was a faint sense of intimacy, but it was obviously the first time they met, why did they feel this way?

"Ning An, don't be distracted, look here." Emperor Ning's voice came, and Ning An responded, sinking into the way of the sword again.

This practice lasted all night, and Ning An didn't know when he fell asleep. When the night was over, Ning An opened his eyes, but Emperor Ning disappeared. Looking at the empty yard, Ning An felt as if he was lost. Something is so-so, it's uncomfortable.

That night, the whole city was shaken. The Tiger Hunting Order, the Wind Wolf Order, and the second order of the Xuanling Chamber of Commerce launched a tragic battle. The Tiger Hunting Order wiped out the entire army, all the emperors fell, and the entire Lingfu was bloodbathed.

There were corpses everywhere in the whole mysterious area, and the ground was full of blood. I don't know how many people died. There was a smell of blood in the sky. Everyone was shocked. After they came to investigate, they were even more frightened.

Xuan District, one of the twelve districts of the metropolis, suffered heavy losses that night. Hundreds of thousands of people died, tens of 10, piled up in the streets and alleys, everywhere, shocking!

what happened?Why is there such a battle between the hunting tiger order and the wind wolf order?Countless people are guessing.

Afterwards, another piece of news spread out, and the whole city was shocked again. The tiger hunting order and the wind wolf order, the masters of the two orders, fell at the same time!

Two peak powerhouses died together overnight. Above the Tiger Hunting Order, there were rumors that the emperor blew himself up, and there were even rumors that in the territory of the Wind Wolf Order, Ning Gan, who ranked second in Baishan College, and a mysterious The youth suffered a disastrous defeat in the First World War. Many people scoffed when they heard the news.

Fuck you, in the entire Dayuan, among the younger generation, except for Guan Shanyue, who else can defeat Ning Gan, and it's not good to make up nonsense. In a word, it's all loopholes.

"I'm absolutely not lying. It was in a song and dance studio called Xianlefang. A young man defeated Ning Gan with one punch."

In a restaurant in Baishan District, a person spoke with great emotion, as if seeing it with his own eyes.

"Bullshit!"

"Boy, who asked you to spread rumors, beat Ning Gan with one punch, you really know how to make it up."

"No, I'm absolutely not lying, I saw it with my own eyes, a young man, just one punch..."

The man explained that the words were fierce, and a group of people just looked at him as if they were watching a joke, and finally the people in the restaurant kicked him out directly.

"What kind of mysterious young man beat Ning Gan with one punch? What a joke. Ning Gan, the second-ranked elder student of our Baishan Academy, who can beat him except Guan Shanyue?"

Ning Gan, the second elder student, the proud son of heaven, has been rooted in everyone's hearts for too long, and almost no one would believe that a mysterious young man defeated Ning Gan, except for a few of course.

A young man in ragged clothes walked past the restaurant, paused for a moment, then walked forward again, looking in his direction, suddenly it was Xuan District.

(End of this chapter)