The night wind blew by, and the moonlight was charming. Outside Changli City, Sword Two stood in the plains, with a gentle expression without a trace of murderous intent, quietly waiting for the person who would come.
The ghost sedan appeared in the distant night, speeding towards me silently.
Sword Two The corners of his mouth are slightly curved, and his smile is as warm as a smile.
Far away, the ghost sedan stopped and stopped moving forward.
"Don't worry, it's just me." Sword Two chuckled.
Ning Chen got off the sedan, observed for a long time, and then stepped forward step by step.
"Who are you?" Ning Chen asked with a suspicious look on his face.
"Sword Two"Sword Two said honestly.
Ning Chen's eyes jumped, Sword City Second disciple, how did he know his whereabouts?
"Tonight, you can't go there, but it's up to you to fight or not to fight." Sword Two said calmly.
"Fan Lingyue sent you here?" Ning Chen asked, frowning slightly.
"You can say that," Sword Two replied.
"Then let's fight"
Ning Chen's figure moved and flew in front of Sword Two. His sword pointed at Ningshuang and drew a silver sword light.
Sword Two turned sideways, the left side of his face brushed the sword light as it passed by, he turned his palm to shake the power of the sword, and there was an earth-shattering bang.
The two of them each took half a step back to test the first move, regardless of the outcome.
Ning Chen drew his sword and followed it with him, approaching again.
The cold sword was swung in the night. The injured man and the sword were no longer as strong as before, but their fighting spirit had never weakened by half.
"I can't kill you, and you can't survive, so why bother fighting?" Sword Two waved his right hand, the sword unsheathed, flew into his hand, blocking Ink Sword's edge, and said softly.
"There are so many reasons in the world. If I have to say it, I just don't like you."
In the hands of Ning Chen, Ink Sword was three points more powerful, and Sword Intent was unleashed, killing everyone in a heart-stopping manner.
"Only Sword Intent, without power, you have no chance of winning."
Sword Two blocked the light in front of him Dao Sword, his body increased, and he struck out with a sword.
Ning Chen blocked the move, and his figure suddenly retreated. The gap between his skills and body was clearly revealed at this moment.
The once unparalleled foundation has now become an illusion, and the true energy is seriously blocked. Even three volumes of Heavenly Tome have no effect.
Ning Chen moves briskly, exploits strengths and avoids weaknesses, and turns the battle into a competition between moves as much as possible.
Sword Two remained unmoved, the sword was heavy, and a strange sword move stimulated a strong foundation that could not be shaken.
An unfair battle. The foreign war in Changli City is extremely fierce. There is never absolute fairness in the world. The strong is king. It is a matter of course.
Both Ning Chen and Sword Two understand this truth, so once they take action, they will kill without mercy.
Sword Two is the disciple who has made the least moves in Huangcheng. His strength is hard to measure. When we met today, Ning Chen just found out that Sword City's second disciple is beyond imagination.
"World Waves Flow East"
Turning his palms, Ning Chen palmed his swords simultaneously. After one palm, Ink Sword came immediately.
"It's useless"
Sword Two cut through the huge wave with one sword, and immediately blocked Ink Sword. The true energy vibrated, and the figure in front of him was instantly blown away.
Ning Chen landed on the ground in embarrassment and took a few steps back. From the corner of his mouth, a trace of black blood slid down, staining the plain clothes on his chest.
"How tragic it is for a hero to be short of breath," Sword Two sighed softly and said with emotion.
The name of a person, the shadow of a tree, how powerful the Marquis of Knowing Fate was in the past, unparalleled in the world in the innate world, the young master Compassionate Sword Heavenly Pavilion who defeated Human Buddha and entered the innate world in a draw shocked the world time and time again. Unexpectedly, he would end up with such a miserable end today.
"You said one word wrong, I have never been a hero."
Ning Chen Strongly raises the body, condenses the whole body, Frost Bloom stirs, and strikes the ground with a sword.
"Quick Snow Sentiment, Sword Snow Three Thousand Miles"
The sword entered the earth, and the slowly falling wind and snow suddenly dispersed. Sword Intent exploded, like thousands of ice swords exploding, sweeping the world.
"The first move"
Sword Two said softly, and then fully opened his kung fu, and the sword was so powerful that it turned into a purple divine sword that reached into the sky and slashed down.
The extreme moves collided, the sky collapsed, and the ground collapsed. Amidst the fierce wind and roaring fire, Ning Chen flew out. Sword Two could not withstand the extreme power. He took two steps back, and his blood surged.
After one move, Ning Chen was injured and Sword Two retreated.
The true energy overflowed, and Ning Chen's figure swept out again, opening the stormy waves with a sword, and the sound was shocking.
"Second move"
Sword Two said several times, the sword was extremely radiant, and it once again defeated the former's all-out move.
The sword that splits the sky and cuts the sea against Huangcheng's secret skill. The confrontation was originally indistinguishable, but due to the gap between foundation and skill, it gradually changed.
After the extreme moves collided again, Sword Two's mouth was dyed red, but his expression remained calm, calm and indifferent.
More than ten steps away, Ning Chen vomited a mouthful of blood and staggered.
"It's already the second move. With your current body and this kind of move, how many more moves can you make?" Sword Two wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly.
Opposite him, Ning Chen coughed violently. After just two moves, his body began to collapse, and his clothes were stained with blood, which was extremely dazzling.
"A night is actually very short, but if the fight continues, maybe I can kill you by myself." Sword Two glanced at the darkening night and said calmly.
Changli City Outside, at some point, people arrived, and more and more people arrived. Looking at the two people fighting from a distance, suddenly, someone shouted, "That's it? Marquis of Knowing Fate!"
This sudden scream immediately caused the people around to explode. The more people looked at it, the more they looked like it. Isn't this Marquis of Knowing Fate, who was dethroned and wanted by the whole country?
Sword Two stopped holding the sword in his hand and said softly, "It seems that it will be difficult for you to get through without me blocking you tonight."
The people in the night rushed towards the two of them quickly. At this time, the people who had not returned to the city to rest were mostly warriors who had both hands and feet and were looking for a living outside. Seeing Marquis of Knowing Fate, who was wanted by the court, was like seeing a white silver reward.
Everyone surrounded Ning Chen and immediately swarmed up. It was said that Marquis of Knowing Fate had extraordinary martial arts. However, there were so many of them, what were they afraid of?
"Stupid people, pathetic." Sword Two sighed and took a few steps back, leaving the place for the next battle.
Ning Chen, who never retreated in the face of Sword Two, when he saw the people surrounding him, he subconsciously stepped back step by step with his sword in hand.
"You can kill them. It's not difficult for you. Anyway, you've killed tens of thousands of people, including these few." Sword Two suggested, his tone calm, but with an indescribable indifference.
"Let's all come together. If we are caught, the reward of 100,000 taels will be enough for us to share equally." Among the crowd, a half-naked man in sackcloth shouted, and immediately rushed forward first.
Everyone was inspired and rushed forward at the same time. Their swords were piercing the bones, cutting into the hearts of those who were guarding them.
The sharp Ink Sword was no longer sharp at this moment. Ning Chen moved his sword and could no longer find a reason to move it.
He had killed tens of thousands of Buddhists, and had caused the entire Yunling Mountains to bleed into rivers, leaving no one alive. However, facing the people of Great Xia, his mouthful of Ink Sword was as heavy as a mountain.
After losing its sharpness, all that was left was the helplessness of its fists and feet. Ning Chen kept pushing away the crowd with punches and elbows, not killing, but putting shock first.
However, Ning Chen underestimated the temptation of a hundred thousand bounty for these people who were struggling to survive. After being knocked down once, he got up again and continued to charge.
In this world, people die for money and birds die for food. Now they are just being knocked down. How can we stop people's madness.
Not far away, Sword Two watched this scene quietly, with a gentle smile full of indifference. This is human nature, naked, unabashed, and extremely ugly.
More and more people gathered around, from dozens to more than a hundred, to even more than they could count. This place is not far from Changli City. The previous battle had already alarmed too many people.
"Marquis of Knowing Fate, you kill innocent people and harm loyal people. God cannot tolerate you. No matter what, you can't escape tonight."
The angry people, the righteous people, with their heartfelt words and stern swords, want to do justice for heaven and eradicate the scum of the court in front of them.
Ning Chen's punches and kicks became slower and slower, and there were more and more stab wounds on his body. The black blood told the most ruthless and cruel truth.
"His blood is black, he is indeed a monster."
People became more and more angry. Looking at the unkillable monster in front of them, their anger reached its peak.
Facing the angry people, Ning Chen had an increasingly difficult time coping and was helpless.
"Let me help you."
Sword Two The sword moved, and a sharp sword light flashed across, attacking the most ruthless people.
Ning Chen Seeing this, his eyes narrowed, and he slapped several people around him away with his palm. He immediately moved his body, took two steps forward, Ink Sword condensed the frost, and with a bang, scattered the flying sword light.
At the same time, several sword rays slashed down behind him. Ning Chen had no time to dodge, and blood suddenly gushed out from his back like a waterfall.
The staggering figure barely stabilized. Ning Chen no longer knew how many stab wounds he had on his body. He turned his palms and shook the people around him away, looking increasingly tired.
"Hurry up, hurry up"
In the distance, groups of officers and soldiers came after hearing the news. After seeing the Marquis of Knowing Fate of the crowd, they quickly surrounded them.
"Catch him, life or death."
The leading general waved his hand and said coldly.
Sword Two smiled gently, turned around and left step by step.
"Marquis of Knowing Fate, this is the Great Xia you are guarding. Tonight, I have finally learned a lot, and there will be a later stage."
The parting words of ridicule were harsh. Standing among the weapons, Ning Chen had a pair of deep and distant eyes. He looked at the people around him who looked either greedy or angry, and felt indescribable powerlessness in his heart.
He could never have imagined that one day it would not be Northern Mongol Royal Court that would stand in his way, but Great Xia's officers, soldiers and civilians.
Mingyue Heading west, most of the night has passed, and the road heading north is no longer possible.
Ning Chen sighed deeply in his heart and turned to leave.
Hundreds of officers and soldiers came to fight with swords and swords, but they felt an irresistible force swing away, and the hundreds of people closest to them suddenly fell on their backs.
The next moment, the ghost sedan appeared, and Ning Chen walked in, never looking back again.
The ghost sedan travels south and returns to Underworld Netherworld.
When the sky was about to get dark, Sword Two returned to the Northern Mongolia camp. Fan Lingyue was waiting in front of the commander's tent. When he saw the returning figure, he said calmly, "Thank you very much."
"You're welcome"
Sword Two smiled, said nothing more, and went directly back to his tent.
Fan Lingyue also didn't ask anything. If it was just the result that Ning Chen couldn't come tonight, that would be enough.
"Military Advisor, everything is ready." Xiao Wanhua came over and said respectfully.
"Thank you Marquis Xiao" Fan Lingyue nodded>