Beyond the Divine States

Ning long took the sword, walked on the falian, and walked towards the center of the meeting.

No one noticed when he came, let alone who he was.

"Courage is commendable." Fang He Ge took a look at him, praised him sincerely, and then asked, "may I have your name?"

Most of the gifted disciples of the four peaks are famous. Even if they have never met each other, they have heard of each other. Fang Hege asked this question. It would be insulting for other famous disciples.

But no one knows the other three peaks, Ning Changchang. Even those teachers are in the stage of "occasionally hearing" about this disciple.

Ning long looked at the young man in white in front of him and found that his white was cleaner than himself.

Although it was caused by running for days, it made him a little unhappy. He calmly replied, "I'd rather stay for a long time."

"Rather long..." Fang and song a little thought, it is just thought of him: "you are younger brother Ning?"

Ning Changchang was slightly surprised. He thought that Xiaoling was a little celebrity now. He nodded and said, "exactly."

Fang He Ge shook his head and said, "let your younger martial sister come. You can't do it."

This is a shame for Ning Changchang, but it is a great affirmation for Ning Xiaoling. Some of the four peaks regard the rising star of tianku peak as another Lu's wife, and often compare her with other talents. Today, Ning Xiaoling's sword is also expected by many people.

Shouxiao peak decided to marry Lu back to the peak. He was relieved. He looked at the young man who challenged his eldest disciple and whispered to others, "I've heard of him, but it's said that he's not a disciple? Isn't it against the rules to attend the four summit

"It's said to be the inner door." The elder next to him replied, "but I think it's also a generation fishing for fame. It's just like his younger martial sister."

"Ning Xiaoling..." shouxiao peak master read the name: "when Lu married to participate in the four summit sword, it was only this age."

"Do you think she could be compared with marriage?"

"I have to see her sword."

"That's rather long..."

"Maybe it's just a chess piece. Let's explore the ways of Waka, so that Ning Xiaoling can have some psychological preparation."

"What the peak Master said is reasonable."

The disciples of tiankufeng are very happy for Ning Changchang's presence, but this happiness comes from the master's safe return. For the challenge of Fang Hege, most people still think Ning Changchang doesn't know the superiority of heaven and earth.

Le Rou stares at the white dress. Her past conjecture revolves in her mind. The sarcasm of other people around her is buzzing in her mind. Suddenly, she feels hot in her heart. She thinks Ning Changjiu can win.

She turned her head and looked through many contemptuous eyes to the back of the crowd. Ning Xiaoling, a pretty white dress, was standing beside the master.

Ning Xiaoling's face is smiling like cherry blossoms in the spring breeze, while the master's adults on one side are like a wall of ice and snow that hasn't melted by the cherry blossoms.

She suddenly felt that she had got a secret, a secret that only she and Ning Xiaoling knew.

Everyone thinks Ning will lose for a long time, but they know that he can win.

This kind of thought makes Le Rou feel indescribable. She even wants to cheer up and tell the secret to other people, then listen to their sarcasm, and then look at their dumbfounded.

She clenched her fist in her chest and forced the secret to the bottom of her heart. Her eyes were fixed on that figure, and her breath became heavier. She told herself that if Ning Changjiu really won, the master would know his original face, and would be careful of him in the future!

Of course, it is also possible that I misunderstood him

Ning long standing still, for Fang He GE's irony, he seems not to hear the same, just waiting for the teacher to announce the start.

Before returning to tianku peak, he suddenly saluted and said, "this man's swordsmanship is not simple. Please be careful."

Ning long said.

senior?

This makes many people who hear it extremely puzzled, thinking that this South Cheng brain is broken?

As they whispered, the sword competition finally began.

Fang Hege didn't really treat him as an opponent, but he didn't underestimate him. He began to play the sword seriously.

The sword technique of shouxiao peak is very different from that of tianku peak and xuanri peak. Shouxiao peak stresses the majestic, such as a person sitting alone in Tianyun with a horizontal sword and guarding jiuxiao alone. The movement of the sword is stirring all over the world.

At the moment when Fang Hege's sword Qi rose, even the disciples who were far away from each other were suffocated by the pressure from afar. Many people imagined that they were facing the sword in person, and the heart of the sword was like a candle in the wind.

Ten teachers standing in all directions are ready to rescue at any time.

Ning has been waiting for Fang Hege to build his sword quietly for a long time. His sword and tiankufeng's sword techniques are of the same origin, but the actual application is the difference between fine brushwork and splashing ink.

There are even many female disciples who feel that Ning Changchang is not bad. They can't bear to see the next scene.

Fang He, the singer and the sword fall together.

On the edge of the sword, several sword Qi suddenly came out of the water like a white dragon. Several sword Qi seemed to break the sky. After being condensed in an instant, they whirled and rushed to Ningchang.

Ning long lips fret, as if to say something.

People present could not hear this sentence, but Fang Hege heard it.

Ning long said, "it's too slow."

He thought he had heard wrong.

The white dragon hit the ground, like waves and snow, drowning Ning Changjiu's figure. At the same time, Fang Hege cut off the vast sword Qi again, and the snow-white sword Qi exploded, drowning their figure.

That scene seemed short and long.

The sound of swords and swords sounds with a high frequency in the sword Qi, just like a sound.

The sword light dissipates, like the spring wind blowing away the mist on the cliff.

The figures of the two men appeared.

They stood back to back, not far apart, with no apparent injuries.

But Fang and song's hand has no sword, rather long left and right hand each holding one.

Ning took a long look at the sword in his hand, and thought that the sword of shouxiaofeng's elder disciple was forged better.

He threw the sword to Zhang He Ge: "next."

Zhang Hege never recovered from the humiliation of being robbed of the blade with empty hands. He stood erect and watched the sword fall to the ground.

Bang.

Today's sword field is extremely quiet, the needle can be heard, let alone a sword.

Everyone fell into a shocked silence.

Only a few highly cultivated teachers can see the scene in the sword Qi.

Ning Changchang's sword is very simple, that is, he bumps his own sword into the other's sword. He bumps it many times in one breath, which directly paralyzes Zhang Hege. Then he reaches for his sword handle and grabs it.

Although Nan Cheng knows that the elder is sure to win, he didn't expect to be so relaxed. He just doesn't understand that the elder is such an expert. What does he pretend to be a disciple for? Then he thought of the scene that master left with him alone that day, and felt as if he understood something.

The plan of the elder is very big.

There was no mood fluctuation in Lu's marriage, while Ning Xiaoling's smile was brilliant. Her elder martial brother yelled a few times, which was extremely inappropriate in the silent sword field.

Then, many disciples of tiankufeng cheered his name.

Le Rou looks back and is speechless. She hesitates about how she should express her emotions, but she is really not good

I mean to be happy with them, but if I keep a cold face and seem to be jealous of him, I am the first to discover his secret

Her heart was in a tangle.

But fortunately, no one noticed her.

All eyes are on Ning Changjiu.

"What sword is he making?"

"I didn't see it clearly. It seems that I just cut it a few times?"

"Is the sword technique of tiankufeng so simple?"

"What do you know! It's called Dao Zhijian. "

"I don't think so. Maybe that harmony song is just fishing for fame."

……

"Why?" Zhang He Ge stares at the sword on the ground and hesitates whether to stoop to pick it up.

He didn't want to fold his waist again in full view of the public.

Ning Changchang said, "I said, your sword is too slow."

Zhang He Ge doesn't understand: "I'm the fastest sword of our generation."

Ning Changchang thought that it means that other people's swords are slower. Do you have to say that again? It's more stupid than Xiaoling.

At the moment, Ning Xiaoling is still giggling, and doesn't know the elder martial brother's abdominal Fei.

Ning Changchang didn't want to explain anything, but he thought that tianku peak had been oppressed by other peaks for so many years, and it was time for him to take the lead for Lu's marriage. So he put away his sword, folded his sleeves with both hands, and looked like an expert in the world. He said coldly, "how can you make a sword fast

In a simple word, it's an empty truth. I'd rather not be sure what I'm talking about for a long time. However, after listening to Zhang He Ge, I think of many things in the past. It seems that I'm in a daze and the heart of the sword is clear.

Shouxiao peak master frowned and said in a low voice, "he GE has broken the knot of many years."

"What?" Another martial uncle, who recovered from the shock, was surprised and said, "is this the chance of Wako?"

"After so many years, it's time to lose a sword. It's not bad for him. If we meet him next time, this young man may not be his opponent."

"What the Lord of the peak said is true, but I don't know when they will fight next time."

Zhang Hege couldn't hear what they said, but his behavior seemed to make up for the teacher's regret. He turned around, looked at Ning Changchang and said seriously, "I lost this game, but can I ask you a sword again?"

Ning Changjiu noticed the change of his body's sword meaning. He was surprised, but he didn't refuse. He nodded: "yes."

Instead of using spiritual power, Zhang Hege bent down and picked up the sword.

This time, there was no sword spirit as vast as the sea of clouds, and the impurities in the meaning of the sword seemed to be pure. His sword was still not fast, but people could not find the slightest flaw. It seemed that there was no other solution except to connect his sword with weapons.

Ning long look finally serious, in Zhang He Ge raised his hand, he also out of the sword.

The invisible collision of the two swords produced a lot of sword fire. The sword fire was like the fireworks exploded between them, which was very gorgeous.

Swords intersect with each other.

The harsh sound like a sonic boom, two people's long hair all backward lift fly.

The swords crossed each other.

The sword fire soon ran out, and fireworks appeared.

Their competition still ended quickly.

Ning Changjiu's left hand and finger caught his sword edge, but his right hand's sword was against the other party's Adam's apple. When Zhang Hege reached for it, Ning Changjiu had stopped his sword, and he grasped the blood of his hand empty.

Zhang He GE's face flickered. His heart nearly collapsed. He looked at Ning Chang Chang and said, "why is this?"

Rather long too lazy to explain too much, just said: "because I'm better than you."

He took back his sword and walked towards tianku peak.

"Wait a minute." Suddenly someone stopped him.

It was a middle-aged man in black. He said, "four swords are not over yet."

Ning Chang Chang remembered that he had to fight many enemies. He turned around and asked, "who else is there?"

No response.

After a long time, he came out with a disciple who didn't believe in evil. He was a disciple of huiyangfeng. He thought that the sword of shouxiaofeng might be naturally restrained by his opponent. His sword technique was different from it. Maybe he could have a chance.

But he and Ning long also just took a move, the sword in the hand then did not have, again is empty handed seizes the white blade.

Then came a little girl, said to compete with Ning long, Ning long for the little sister has always been more soft hearted, pretended to be equal to her a few moves.

But the little girl finally got up the courage to fight. She wanted to learn some moves that would last her whole life. She didn't want to be treated differently like this. She was more ashamed than she was when she was robbed of the sword with one move. She cried and turned away.

After returning to the peak, another graceful and quiet female teacher rubbed her head and comforted him.

The female teacher was accompanied by a man.

No one noticed how lonely Lu Yuanbai looked when he stared at the woman.

Ning long stood in the same place and waited for a while. In fact, he didn't like the feeling of hundreds of people staring at him. He just wanted to take the magic snow lotus and go. It was what Zhao xianger needed.

"Where did you learn swordsmanship?" Xue xunxue is full of doubts.

Ning long perfunctory way: "the teacher teaches well."

The disciples of tiankufeng thought, "what do you wear? I haven't seen you. You've been to class so well!

Ning Xiaoling thought, elder martial brother is always alone with master

Lu Jiajia is a little guilty about this sentence. After all, every night, he is teaching his own things.

She couldn't help rippling in her heart, but her face was still colorless, and the figure of snow clothes was colder and more arrogant with the spring breeze.

Xue xunxue never thinks that Lu's marriage is better than her own, but Ning Changjiu's words obviously mean to belittle her.

She had a dark fire in her heart. She glanced around at the disciples and thought silently if there was any one who could be sent to kill him. But when she looked around, she suddenly felt that her eyes were covered with elm bumps with her head down.

No one came to challenge.

All the disciples of tiankufeng were very happy. They never thought that this ordinary Ningchang was so fierce. They could not help feeling guilty for the past criticism.

But some of the disciples were not happy.

Yunze said in a low voice: "it's clear that there is a realm, but it's always pretending that the waist token of the inner disciple was only taken two months ago. It's obviously playing us!"

However, Xu Weiran accepted his fate and said, "it's not a trick. After all, he never told us his realm. We should have thought about it the day he lit the sword star..."

Le Rou smoothed her skirt. Thinking that she had been beaten by her master even though she couldn't play in the past, she felt that she couldn't forgive him.

"Is there anyone else?" Ning long and wait for a while, can't help asking questions.

"Yes."

Finally someone answered.

The answer did not come from between the four peaks, but from far away.

The peach curtain vibrates restlessly.

"Who dares to break into Tianzong?" The master of shouxiao mountain is furious.

The other three peak owners also got up one after another to form a mountain protection formation.

"Jingyangxia, you can see the past, but you are too far away from Hanchi immortal. You want to stop me?"

Jingyangxia is the name of shouxiao peak leader, which few people know.

The peach curtain higher than the mountain peak is like an ordinary curtain blown by the strong wind. It is shaking, uneasy and tight

Close the center, peach curtain began to ripple out a gap.

Among the four peaks, several swords came out together and chopped at the intruder.

Suddenly, the purple air came to the East, and countless swords converged into a hurricane. Suddenly, the curtain was opened, and several figures came with the hurricane of Dao Jian, and they were outside Tianzong in an instant.

The guard array of the four peaks opens together, and the sky full of sword will cut the flowing clouds to pieces.

The intruder was led by an old man in purple, followed by two people and several people in purple.

Jingyangxia, the leader of shouxiao peak, stares at the old man, and his voice is cold: "ten nothings..."

The leader of zitiandao sect, Shiwu, came to the sword Tianzong in person.

"You are also orthodox. Do you want to do this kind of thing for the monks?" Jing Yangxia has got up with his Bixiao sword.

Shi Wu looked at him and said with a smile, "how can you dare to fight me?"

Jing Yangxia said: "when the immortal Hanchi was around the waterfall mountain, why didn't he see you shouting?"

With a free and easy smile, Shiwu said, "do you want to say that Lao Dao bullies others? Ha ha, it's unkind of you to tell jiantianzong. Today I'm just here to ask for justice. "

Jing Yangxia said: "if you want to add crime, why not? You don't have to find any grand reasons. "

Ten no look around, smile convergence, look cold, way: "hand over the sky soul lamp, I don't want to be the enemy with you."

"Heavenly soul lamp?"

"Don't pretend to be silly. A few months ago, tianhun lantern was stolen. We searched for clues and finally determined Yujian Tianzong. Qiyi dived into Guofeng. He found tianhun lantern's hiding place, but you killed it." Shiwuwang went to tiankufeng and said, "the death of Qiyi is a shame for me. However, if you are willing to hand over the tianhundeng directly, I can let bygones be bygones and not fight."

The words of "ten no" are light and clear. When they pass the mountain guarding array, they are just like the wind blowing the veil, shaking the four peaks of the array.

The others looked in the direction of tianku peak.

Lu Jia walked out with a sword and said, "I don't know what the sky soul lamp is, but it's not too much for outsiders to intrude on my peak and even want to attack and stab me. I'll kill it with a sword."

The other disciples of tiankufeng knew about the assassination of Lu's wife that day. They were very angry.

Behind Shiwu, a humble man suddenly raised his head, cold eyes through the mountain protection array, looking at the white dress: "you killed nine umbrellas?"

Lu said in a cold voice, "I'm going to fight in the book of war, but I'm going to let other people die. It seems that the famous shisiyi is just like this."

But shisiyi began to laugh. His laughter was like the friction of pebbles. It was very uncomfortable: "don't let me down."

Lu Jiajia was not afraid of this mysterious Taoist master. She said, "today's Four Swords summit is a major event of our heavenly family. What's your intention to intrude at this time?"

With a little smile, Shi Wu replied, "a hundred years ago, daomen and Jianzong made friends. At the time of the fourth summit of Jianzong, our disciples often came to compete with each other. Now Tianzong is more and more powerful. Do you think our disciples are too weak to pay attention to us?"

Jing Yangxia was silent. A hundred years ago, people from Zitian daomen were often invited to compete with each other. But later, the two roads became more and more different, and there was little communication.

Then ten no direction, the only young man standing in the sword field, said: "is this your eldest disciple? It's like... Fang He Ge? It's a good bearing. "

Jingyang looks more dark in summer.

He knew that he was by no means the opponent of the ten WUS, but now in Yujian Tianzong, there are four great array blessings. He believed that even the ten WUS' automatic hand, he would have a chance to cut his sword directly.

But today's ten no how potential in must get

Jing Yangxia is worried. Is there a dark ghost among the four peaks?

Ning Changchang was not surprised by the arrival of the purple heaven Taoist gate. He directly followed Shi Wu's words and asked, "do you also have disciples to compare swords?"

"It's the boy who's smart." Shi Wu nodded with a smile: "dare to fight?"

Speaking, behind him, came out a boy who looked younger than Ning long.

The young man was dressed in black. His eyebrows were also very black, but he was very beautiful. His cheeks were as white as a dead man. His pupils were of different colors, like a red beach soaked by the tide.

"Master." He saluted Shiwu.

Jing Yangxia sneered: "you just want to find a reason to deceive us to open the body protection array. You are also the master of the peak by such poor means."

Shi Wu shook his head and said with a smile, "this is my new closed door disciple. Just send him in at that time. We are willing to retreat to the edge of peach curtain and never interfere."

"Who knows whether he is a disciple or a master of returning to the old age." Xue xunxue said angrily, "don't treat us as fools."

The smile on Shiwu's face was like a flag flying forever: "with the wise eyes of Lord Xue Feng, can't you even judge these?"

Xue xunxi looked gloomy.

Jing Yangxia stares at that disciple for a while. He really can't find any abnormality. He's just a gifted boy.

Ten no way: "his name is eight Yin, this year only fourteen. If he loses, we will quit Tianzong. If he wins, you can hand over tianhun lantern. How about that? " Lu married, "I said," the heaven cave peak is... "Ten did not interrupt," is there anything you want has the final say? I'll go and search in person. " Lu Jiajia and the other peak owners looked at each other. They knew that they were ready to sacrifice the sword to protect the mountain and force Shiwu out of the peak. But Lu Jia knew better than the other three that zitiandaomen must have a great dependence now. But how can Tianzong retreat after its three hundred years“ Let him in. " It's better to talk for a long time. His words are out of date. No matter how talented he is, what happens now is not controlled by a disciple. Shiwu said with a smile, "are you not as magnanimous as one of your disciples?" Jing Yangxia ignored Ning's words and said to Yu Feng, "there must be no gap in the mountain protection array." The disciple named Bayin seemed to be a little impatient. He wrinkled his face and said in a childish voice: "master, since they won't let me in, I'll go in myself." There is some contradiction in this statement. But ten have no on the face but peep out the happy matchless smile. Ba Yin's body floated gently. Under the gaze of the crowd, he passed through the mountain protection array of the four peaks and came to the field lightly. This is something that nothing can do, but this child can do it easily. He stood in front of Ning Changjiu, as if he really just came to compete. Until now, Ning Changjiu finally determined his identity and sighed softly: "nine babies." Space is one of his fragmented powers. A young man in black eyebrows a little bit to the middle together, like a child was robbed of a beloved toy. He was just a freshman today. Originally, he wanted to disguise as an ordinary person to play for a while, but he didn't want to be recognized directly by this person, which made him very angry. He was childishly on fire: "do you dare to call me by my name?" This sentence with his face seems a little ridiculous. But the next moment, the world is clear. All the cold fog congealed into huge swords. Those swords were like boats in the air, and the bow of the boat was aimed at Ning Changjiu without exception.