In front of the Mishui River, Yin'er saluted Prince Yan, then directly ignored someone, trotted up to the woman next to him, and said softly, "Little Martial Aunt, I am Yin'er."
A'man looked at the little girl in front of him, with a warm smile on his face, raised his hand and patted the latter's little head, and said softly, "Be good."
Not far away, Lingzhi stood there a little cautiously, not daring to get too close.
Yin'er ran back to the girl, pulled her forward, and said, "Little Martial Aunt, this is sister Lingzhi, now learn the sword with me."
A'man looked at the girl, with the smile still on his face, and said softly, "The qualifications are better than Ning Chen."
"Little Martial Aunt, Ning Chen refuses to accept a disciple. Can you accept sister Lingzhi?" Yin'er pulled the former's arm and requested.
"Okay"
A'man responded, looked at the little girl aside and said, "Can I teach you?"
Lingzhi was startled, and subconsciously looked at Yin'er beside him.
"Hurry up and agree, Little Martial Aunt is very powerful."
Yin'er reminded.
"Okay..."
Lingzhi came to his senses and replied nervously.
"A'man, take these two children away first. I have something to tell Ning Chen," Prince Yan said calmly.
"Yes"
A'man heard this, nodded, put down the sword stand, then looked at the two little girls beside him, and said softly, "Yin'er, Lingzhi, you guys come with me."
"Okay"
Yin'er pulled Lingzhi and followed happily.
The three of them left, and Prince Yan walked up to the sword stand. With a wave of his hand, a mottled and broken stone sword flew out. In an instant, a terrifying murderous aura surged out, and the Immortal Sword reappeared in the world.
Immortal Slaying Sword, who used to resist the Tianfu army, transformed the forbidden area with one sword, shocking the world.
Ning Chen looked at the fairy sword stuck on the ground, a flash of brilliance flashed in his eyes, and said, "Thank you, senior"
"Pick it up" Prince Yan said calmly.
Ning Chen looked startled when he heard this, and then slowly became serious. This day has finally come.
Azure Sword reflects the setting sun, Mishui River, the eyes turn to ice in a blink of an eye, the king in the sword begins again.
By the river, A'man took the two little girls away from the battle, leaving space for the two of them.
"Little Martial Aunt, what are they going to do?"
Yin'er looked at the frozen lake with a look of surprise on his face and said.
"Senior is about to leave, and may not come back for a long time. Before leaving, I want to verify whether Ning Chen's sword has the ability to protect myself," A'man said softly.
In the Mishui River, the swordsman passes by in an instant, calm in green and dignified in red. The same sword reaches the top. One is invincible in the world, and the other is the enemy in the world. Different swords are on the road. Thirty years, the wind and rain know it.
Above the fairy sword, the evil energy circulates. Even if the sword edge is broken, the power of the fairy sword is still unmatched by ordinary magic weapons.
With the fairy sword in hand, Ning Chen's true energy rose up all over his body without any hesitation. Using each other's strength, Four Symbols Divine Beings's essence and blood catalyzed Phoenix Ancestral Return's energy. His black hair turned red, and his long blood-colored hair flew in the wind, making it extremely dazzling.
Looking at the young man in front of him who has grown up from the weak young man to the present, Prince Yan couldn't help but feel a flash of emotion in his calm eyes. Among the young people of the same generation, the younger man in front of him has undoubtedly shouldered too much. To be fair, he really didn't expect that the young man back then could grow to this level today.
With ordinary qualifications and ordinary luck, no matter what, he cannot be considered a talented person who learns martial arts.
However, he has an unyielding temperament and the courage to bear everything.
He had always believed that this junior's persistence had deviated from the fundamentals of martial arts. However, after watching the latter's desperate efforts to move forward over the years, he also wanted to see how far the young man in front of him could go on this road.
If you are not the strongest, perhaps nothing can be finalized, and the same goes for resurrection.
"Come, use what you have learned throughout your life to prove to me that you did not make a mistake," Prince Yan said seriously.
Ning Chen stared, drank softly, and Phoenix Essence shot up to the sky all over his body, his wildly dancing red hair curled back, and waves of terrifying aura spread out, all the power gathered together, reaching the peak.
Passing by in an instant, Zhu Xian begins the battle, and the sword, which is the only one qualified to use in this realm, begins to show its astonishing power.
Killing sword lights crisscrossed the sky, erupting with terrifying pressure. On the Mishui River, huge waves surged into the sky, sweeping hundreds of feet high.
With a bang, the two swords clashed, Azure Sword frost agitated, and huge waves froze over the entire Mishui River, forming one wave mountain after another.
A moment later, sword light overflowed, and the ice-covered waves disintegrated and flew into the sky.
The sound of the sword echoed in the setting sun. Forsaking all other thoughts, Zhi Ming was able to use all his energy for the first time. He no longer had any burdens and no protection. Only the sword was dazzling.
"Broken Sky"
The fairy sword cut through the sky, the void collapsed, and the shocking sword power roared in the sky. It turned out that there was such a sword on the sword. It turned out that the sword that knew the fate was not just a killing weapon.
"Sword Breath Qingzheng, you did not disappoint me."
Prince Yan swung his sword to cut Jian Lan away, and his figure flashed forward.
The two swords clashed, the heaven and earth tilted, and the rumbling and shaking sky was the sound of the sword, proving the heart, self, sword, and Tao.
The sun sets on the west mountain, the last brilliance fades, night is approaching, the cold wind gradually rises, the sound of the sword is dancing with the rustling of the wind, there is no mercy, because there is no mercy on the road to the future.
Thirty years of watching, learning, and using swords have earned me the reputation of being a swordsman. Perhaps, one day, my sword will finally come to an end, and I will have no regrets or regrets until the end of the road.
Listening to the sound in the former's sword, Prince Yan's eyes became heavier and heavier, and the sword edge in his hand became more and more sharp. The cyan brilliance was frozen thousands of miles away.
"Zongheng Hundred Suns Return East"
In the world of ice and snow, Ning Chen pointed his left hands together and crossed the sword body. Suddenly, a hundred suns rose into the sky and illuminated the dark night.
The duel at the peak of the sword, where the sword light reaches, the mountains sink and the sun falls, Summit of Nine Heavens, the sound of chains swaying, is the flow of the extreme energy on the sword, the echo of heaven and earth.
Zhu Xian is not a human sword, Wang Jian is also extraordinary in this world. It continuously crosses the eyes and shines with light. The sword is as heavy as the abyss and as fast as thunder and lightning.
A duel between Immortal Artifact and Wang Jian is Sword Heart, the way of the sword, and a reflection of one's own life without regrets.
Hearing the clear sound of the sword, it reached his ears and rang in his heart. Prince Yan waved his hand, and Crimson Sword flew out. The dazzling light came through the air and slashed towards Zhu Xian.
With a bang, the sea of fire surged, and the aftermath dispersed. The red clothes were dyed red, and the blood-soaked hands still clenched tightly, refusing to let go.
"Is it worth it if you don't let go and will suffer for the rest of your life?"
Prince Yan opened his mouth, and the two swords met with brilliance and produced a dazzling sword rainbow, which shook the sky with roaring thunder.
"Worth it"
Ning Chen responded, facing the edge of the sword with no regrets. Perhaps, there is never a question of whether it is worth it or not, only willingness or unwillingness.
The world-shaking sword technique gradually became white-hot. Although Ning Chen's sword force responded swiftly, Wang Jian's moves were able to defeat the enemy first, and the advantage was lost.
"Four Symbols Consecration, Heavenly Dragon Quake"
The situation was unfavorable, the Zhuxian Huaguang in Ning Chen's hand flourished, the blue dragon roared, coiled around him, and the sword of Divine Domain appeared through the sky. Using the power of each other, the green dragon roared into the sky, and the constantly collapsing void was a shock that the world could not bear the extreme power of the sword. The next moment, the green dragon passed by and attacked the king.
A sword move that had never been seen before, the skill was better than the previous one. A strange color flashed in Prince Yan's eyes, Crimson Sword went against the sky and slashed towards the green dragon.
There was a loud explosion, the sword wave roared, and the aftermath was shaken one after another, thousands of miles sinking.
"Dragon Phoenix Heavenly Burial"
In the aftermath of the light, the red-clothed figure moved instantly, and two Dao Sword lights shot out of the air, dragons and phoenixes intertwined, blocking the retreat without leaving a single flaw.
"Sword sound, Feihong"
Prince Yan swung his sword, and the sword edge shook through the void. A Dao Sword wave swayed out, instantly destroying the intersecting sword lights.
With a muffled groan and red lips, Ning Chen took half a step back. Without stopping his sword, he took one step and jumped into the sky. Thousands of swords around him soared into the sky, and the magnificent sword light covered the cold moon.
"Nirvana"
At the end of the sword, the only sword that reappears at the pinnacle of the mortal world transcends the past, shocking the world. In the constantly shaking void, a Dao Sword light rises into the sky, endless, as if a catastrophe is coming, shaking the entire world.
Sword Intent breaks through the boundaries, Sword Heart then clears the sky, and the sword breaks through the sky, disappearing towards the top of the sword in the world.
Seeing the shocking sword light falling from the sky, Prince Yan waved his left hand, and the sword frame shook on the ground. Sand Sword flew out with an unprecedented move, and was the first to deal with the most worried junior in this life.
"With a thought from gods and demons, all things reincarnate."
The sword that first appeared in the world turned into a huge vortex of sword flow, and the swirling wind and sand condensed into the sharpest sword in the world, obliterating everything in the storm.
The two poles collided, and as time passed, the crumbling time and space continued to spread, hundreds of miles, thousands of miles away, leaving only endless nothingness.
In the aftermath, blood continued to drip from the arms of the figure in red, staining the sword red.
"Tick"
A drop of blood fell from the sky and fell into the lake. The clear result on the sword was already known, but the moment the sword was defeated, it still felt inexplicable.
The three swords were returned to their sheaths, and the space returned to calm. In the Mishui River, the ice dissipated, and waves began to appear again.
Prince Yan stepped down into the void, looked at the water waves in the lake, and said calmly, "I will leave soon, and you will have to rely on yourself from now on."
"Yeah"
Ning Chen nodded silently and responded.
"Immortal Slaying Sword is not a human sword. The evil spirit on the sword is too heavy. If you use it frequently, it will put a huge load on your body. Therefore, do not use this sword unless absolutely necessary," Prince Yan warned seriously.
"Juniors will remember this," Ning Chen responded again.
Prince Yan stopped, turned his eyes, and looked at the young man in front of him who had been stained by the weather. After all, a trace of unbearability rose in his heart, and he asked, "Where are those two people from today?"
"Underworld Palace" Ning Chen said truthfully.
Prince Yan nodded and said, "Have you found out your whereabouts?"
"Yeah"
Ning Chen nodded and said, "In a desperate place of Spirit Void Starfield"
Prince Yan Hearing this, he nodded again and said calmly, "I will solve this problem for you, but it is only this time. Ning Chen, I will not persuade you to give up your burden. This path is your own choice. I don't know how far you can go. However, your growth has far exceeded my expectations. I hope that in the future, you can prove again that what I said back then was wrong."
Ning Chen nodded slightly and wrote down every word and word said by the person in front of him.
In the distance, A'man looked at the two of them, with a touch of sadness flashing in his clean eyes. Are we going to separate after all?