Martial Arts: Junior Brother Hanyi, the Magic Sword Thousand Blades at the beginning

"Since the war, you don't even have any natal items?"

"So, you can't win this battle!"

Xiahou's overbearing words echoed in Yanming Lake.

not far away.

On the mountain where the wind and snow were blowing, the elder brother of the academy looked a little stern, and the cotton robe on his body moved involuntarily.

Seems to be leaving him?

"Do you want to make a move?"

He thought to himself, a little undecided.

"Are you going to lose?"

Not far away, Ye Su thought to himself.

If Ning Yu is really dead, then he doesn't have to take action.

Ye Hongyu, on the other hand, looked at this scene with complicated eyes.

Chen Pipi on the side was even more anxious.

If he didn't know that senior brother was by his side, he would have made a move long ago.

On the court, only Qi Changkong looked indifferent, showing no sadness or joy.

In fact, from Qi Changkong's point of view, this Ning Yu can be the son of luck.

Among other things, the son of a mere concierge has become the master's retreat disciple.

He even defeated the prince Longqing of the Yan Kingdom.

Going to the wilderness of the extreme north to practice, not only obtained the awe-inspiring sword energy, but also got the spiritual imprint of Master Liansheng.

Such an opportunity can be seen!

So, how did he die?

Let Xiahou speak.

The young man on the lake struggled to get up. He looked at Xiahou solemnly, and said word by word:

"Who said I don't have a natal object?"

"Is it just the plain knife?"

Xiahou asked with a sneer.

To this, Ning Yu did not answer.

He was just the little servant girl behind him, her eyes were full of love.

The next moment, his mind was together, and a condensed thought force spread out in the void.

Ning Yu was calling for his natal object.

His natal object is neither a knife nor a sword!

Not even pen, ink, paper and inkstone!

It was the weak and dark little maidservant who had been following him for so many years.

At this time, Shangshang felt Ning Yu's shout, and his whole body couldn't help but rose into the air, and a holy light burst out from his whole body.

Like the scorching sun, it rises in Yanming Lake!

this moment.

The bright light illuminates the entire Yanming Lake, the entire Chang'an...

The endless Haotian divine brilliance poured into Ning Yu's body continuously, making the simple knife in his hand shine brightly.

at the same time.

A terrifying force of stalwart condensed on Ning Yu.

At this moment, Xiahou felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, his face was as gloomy as water.

And when Ye Hongyu saw this scene.

The bottom of my heart couldn't help but feel lost.

She saw Ning Yu's natal object, the ordinary little maid beside him.

I saw that Ning Yu's love for her was warm and sincere.

In a daze, Ye Hongyu heard his brother's voice again:

"Perhaps Shaoxia Qi is more suitable for you than Mr. Thirteen..."

Feeling threatened, Xiahou showed a trace of fear for the first time in his pupils.

Involuntarily, he raised his gun and rushed forward, trying his best to stab the world with a destructive shot, trying to break the connection between the two.

It's just that, at this moment, Ning Yu was rushing towards him in an instant.

The whole person soared into the sky, and then held up the simple knife, and it fell from the sky. Thousands of Haotian gods turned into a simple knife from the avenue, and slashed at Xiahou!

The blade pierced through the air and pierced the sky.

Also cut off Xiahou's natal object Ming Spear!

Split the bright light armor on his body!

Countless Haotian divine brilliance rushed into Xiahou's body with the blade, burning his heart endlessly and destroying his sea of ​​consciousness!

It made him scream incessantly, and his life was rapidly disappearing.

When death was approaching, Xiahou thought of the Tongtian pill given by the head teacher of Xiling!

This is what he planned to save for 5.7 to break through.

Unexpectedly, he was forced to such an extent by Ning Yu today.

At that moment, he didn't hesitate anymore, and suddenly crushed the pill.

Then the majestic power from the pill lingered around his entire body.

It is vitality that stops the passing, and slows down the injuries in the body!

The Sea of ​​Consciousness, which was originally dry, filled up again.

next moment.

Xia Hou took a step forward and came to Ning Yu's side, and his incomparably domineering thoughts directly suppressed him.

Just when he wanted to end Ning Yu's life, an extremely powerful force of backlash attacked him.

In the blink of an eye, all internal organs in his body burst open, and he vomited blood profusely!

The whole person collapsed to the ground at once, with surprise and astonishment written all over his face.

"why?!"

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"why?!"

Xiahou fell to the ground, muttering in his mouth.

He didn't believe that the Tongtian Pill sent by Headmaster Xiling was a fake?

But the huge pain on his body made him doubtful.

It turned out that from head to toe, he was tricked by Xiling's head teacher.

At this time, Xia Hou understood the purpose of Xiling.

He has long been an abandoned son!

An abandoned son who killed Ning Zong!

Thinking of this, he had a self-deprecating look on his face, recalling his years, his heart was full of sourness.

In an instant, Xiahou felt that his internal organs were about to burn, and a destructive power was about to burst out from his body.

"not good!"

"That Tongtian Pill is a fake!"

"Xiahou is going to explode himself!"

not far away.

Senior brother Li Slowly, who was watching the battle, suddenly noticed something, and his expression froze instantly.

Just when he was about to make a move.

Xia Hou jumped into the sky alone, leaving only an extremely complicated look in Ning Yu's eyes, and then exploded completely, turning into fly ash under the flames.

In the empty Yanming Lake, there is only a little wind left.

"Xiahou is dead..."

Seeing this, Ye Su said something.

He looked very uncomfortable.

When Qi Changkong saw Xiahou's death, he felt a little emotional.

This Great General of Zhenbei in the Tang Dynasty was a sword in the hands of others in the past.

Now, it's someone else's abandoned son again!

It's amazing! twenty one

The moment he saw Xiahou's death, the concierge's child, Ning Yu, was not as ecstatic as he had imagined.

His face was a little dazed.