If I Don't Die Soon, I'll Really Become Invincible!

Chapter 172: Fighting For The Country, Resting With The Country

Chapter 173 Fighting for the country and resting with the country

All swords are moving. Even the sword that transformed the Four Immortals moved with Ye Ning's verses.

It was as if some force was calling them.

"What happened to my sword?"

"It doesn't obey orders!"

"What kind of magic is this?"

The masters of all swords were shocked.

This scene is really only seen in their life. Ye Ning's poems have attracted such a murderous aura that the swords in their hands are responding.

Someone couldn't control it, and when he let go, the sword in his hand flew away.

But not towards Ye Ning.

He understood immediately and said loudly -.

"The sword is not being summoned, it is frightening!"

Fear?

Everyone woke up.

Yes, it's not a call, it's a fear.

All swords are in fear, as if a peerless fierce sword is about to be born, making them tremble constantly, trying to escape from here.

"How did he do that?"

For many immortal disciples, Confucianism and Taoism are unfamiliar.

Because when they were born, Confucianism and Taoism had been cut off.

They have never experienced the power of Confucianism and Taoism.

Ye Ning alone, a poem, contains a monstrous sword power, which subverts their three views.

It turns out that Confucianism and Taoism are not weak.

Da Zhou really had the power to rival Xianmen in the past.

The terrifying Sword Qi condensed from the sword-shaped phantom evolved by Ye Ning, and then swept the entire sky.

Countless Sword Qi surged.

Ye Ning stood above Sword Qi.

Dressed in white.

hands behind back.

Fengshen is handsome.

Such as exile immortals in the dust.

The white clothes are better than the snow, and the eyes are hidden.

Between the gestures, there is both the elegance of Confucianism and the sharpness of swordsmanship.

I don't know how many people looked at Ye Ning at the moment, their eyes fluctuated, and their hearts were lost.

"That's right, man!"

Most men feel the same way.

I think that as a man, if I can show such a sharp edge in this life and this life, then I will not be in vain.

But women have thousands of knots in their hearts and always have more ideas than men.

When looking at Ye Ning, there seemed to be an inextricable tenderness in his eyes, and his heart sank even more.

Ye Ning was mistaken for life at first sight!

We know such a man, what other man in the world can catch our eyes?

Even Ji Mingyue's breathing became much heavier at this moment.

On the other hand, Ye Ning, who was standing in the sky, seemed to have no sense of all of this. His flat voice resounded between the heavens and the earth.

"Who is wrong?"

Say the last verse.

In an instant, the world changed color.

Boom!

There was thunder.

It was as if a peerless demon was born, and the monstrous killing intent emanated from the sword-shaped phantom above Ye Ning's head.

However, visible to the naked eye, the phantom is a little solid,

In the end, a black long sword that seemed to carry a monstrous Killing intent condensed out like this.

After ten years of sharpening a sword, Frostblade has never tried it.

Show the king today, who is wrong?

Poetry.

Jiancheng!

Wan Jian screamed.

Many people found that the sword in their hands made a continuous buzzing sound.

"what happened?"

They managed to control their own swords.

Then he was horrified to discover that the sword in his hand seemed to find that he could not escape, so he chose to cut it on his own.

Ka Ka Ka!

The body of the sword was broken, and the swords were destroyed like this.

This scene made countless people's pupils shrink.

Has the power of a poem reached this level?

"Ten years of sharpening a sword, Frostblade has never tried it."

"To show the king today, who is wrong?"

"Who is wrong? Who is wrong? Hahaha, I have!!!"

In the capital, there was a monstrous cry.

Poetry is heartwarming.

Many people thought of their relatives who were slaughtered by Xianmen, and burst into tears for a while.

Injustice?

In this year, isn't there an injustice everywhere?

A line of poetry evoked the injustice in their hearts, and Jianwei was even more attractive by 30% for a while.

The terrifying Sword Qi spreads hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, and even farther!

Seeing this, the pupils of the Four Immortals of Feathering suddenly shrunk to the size of the tip of a needle.

"Ye Ning! You really dare to kill us!"

Qiu Shou Xian shouted loudly, but his voice was full of hysteria.

"Why don't you dare?"

Ye Ning asked.

At this juncture, do you still expect him to stop?

"Ye Ning, don't make a mistake, you killed us, do you think you can survive!"

"I am the Elder of the Ascension Sect, with a high status. If you kill us, you will be immortal!"

"Anyway, up to now, you haven't lost anything, you and I have no grievances!"

The Four Feather Immortals opened their mouths in unison.

But their words sounded absurd to everyone.

Even the people of Xianmen also felt that the four of them were talking nonsense.

It's as if Ye Ning didn't kill them, and everyone would have an endless relationship.

The meaning of their delay is too obvious.

But that just shows the seriousness of the matter.

If it wasn't for the last resort, it would be absolutely impossible for the four of them to say such absurd remarks.

It was precisely because they felt the threat of death that they recklessly opened their mouths, wanting to do everything possible to get Ye Ning to give up.

The longer you live, the higher the Cultivation Base, the more you cherish your life.

Because everything they have today is not easy to get.

They still have a long future, and no one wants to be damaged by Ye Ning's sword.

"No injustice?"

A sarcastic look appeared on Ye Ning's mouth.

"So many people died, you tell me there is no injustice and no grudge?"

Ye Ning had some regrets.

I regret that I came out late.

At a glance, so many people have died.

Outside the city, the stump is broken.

Inside the city, the ruins are broken.

Such a bloody scene made a fire in his heart, the more it burned, the more prosperous it became.

It is impossible to pacify without bloodshed.

"But only some mortals died. Now that Confucianism and Taoism have recovered, you are a great Confucian, and you will become a semi-sage in the future. You are no longer the same as mortals. Why care about these ants, no one in the world will care about their lives! "

Qiu Shouxian said.

"I am a human being, and a great scholar is also a human being. Since we are human, we should not forget our roots."

"Xianmen always feels that except for himself, everyone else is an ant. He always feels that not everyone's life is life, and he always feels that some people don't need respect, let alone care."

"But I tell you clearly, I care."

Ye Ning said seriously.

Yes, he cares.

Because he still has the most basic conscience as a person.

So he raised the sword in his hand.

“Ye Ning!!!”

The Feathered Four Immortals are roaring.

They pinch Yin Jue and release all their life-saving things.

There are Magical Items, Magic Treasures, and talismans, which are stacked layer by layer, with masks hanging down one after another.

Then they had the life-saving Medicine Pill in their mouths, just in case.

But Ye Ning didn't care about them, he just waved.

Clang!

The long sword flew out, drawing a long arc in the air.

An aura of destruction erupted.

This sword with the meaning of injustice stabbed at the four people like this.

Bang bang bang!

At the moment of contact, the life-saving thing they were counting on made a series of cracking sounds.

Any Magical Item and any talisman, like butter cut by a knife, shattered the moment they touched it.

scoff!

The four of them didn't even send out their last words, and the Medicine Pill in their mouths didn't work.

The long sword swiped directly from their necks.

A neat red line appeared at the neck.

Then four big heads flew high.

Those bulging eyes are still conveying the emotion of panic.

shhhhhhhh!

From the break in the neck, four little people flew out and fled in four directions.

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This is the soul of the four.

Ye Ning's sword did not completely kill them.

Because the cultivator in the Tianshu realm has developed the primordial spirit, as long as the primordial spirit escapes, a suitable body can be found in a short period of time.

There is still a chance to make a comeback.

But Ye Ning didn't give them this chance. With a roll of long sword, he directly strangled the four primordial spirits into pieces.

They have no resistance at all.

"The Four Feather Immortals are dead!"

"Come on, no one can resist Ye Ning!"

"He is declaring war on Xianmen, he is finished, he is definitely finished!"

Everyone in Xianmen changed color at this moment.

The four immortals of feathering died, which means one thing.

That is, Ye Ning can also kill them!

Before Sect's support arrived, they were not qualified to face Ye Ning at all.

For a while, the people of Xianmen scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in all directions.

When it came, it was aggressive.

When walking, like a lost dog.

Fang Qingxue, who was forced to flee, turned her head and looked at Ye Ning resentfully.

What happened today made her both shocked and aggrieved.

Why is it so hard to deal with a person?

Before meeting Ye Ning, her life can be said to be smooth sailing, and she hardly suffered any setbacks.

But right after meeting him, all this turned abruptly. Her biological father died in the hands of Ye Ning, and she personally targeted Ye Ning to see through and cursed her, making her shameless. Now, the Xianmen army has killed her. In the capital, Ye Ning killed him with one sword and one sword.

.........

All this is just a dream.

A nightmare!

When the four of them died, the shuttle was no longer controlled, and it also fell from the air.

Ye Ning chopped it to pieces with one sword.

This scene was seen by some people and cried out in pain.

Because the breaker shuttle is a treasure that the Ascension Gate spent a lot of time and manpower forging.

As soon as it was created, it was taken by the four immortals of Yu Hua to break the formation.

But in the end, the formation was barely broken, and both the human and the formation shuttle were destroyed.

This is definitely not what Feather Gate wants.

But letting the people from Xianmen leave, this is not what Ye Ning wanted.

"Stay!"

He said lightly.

That peerless fierce sword immediately chased away.

The disciples of Immortal Sect were not enemies of unity at all, their heads flew away one by one.

In the blink of an eye, the blood of practitioners dyed the earth red.

This is a scene that will definitely make Xianmen feel distressed.

The people who came to the capital this time all have Talent's true biography and inner discipline. They may be average in strength now, but they all have a splendid future.

Let them come to the capital to hone their minds.

But I didn't expect it, but kicked the iron plate, and there was a danger of being wiped out.

"help me!"

"Don't kill me, I surrender!"

"Master Ye, I know I'm wrong!"

In the face of life and death, Xianmen disciples will also beg for mercy.

They wept bitterly, they bowed humbly.

This scene broke the concept of many people who were afraid of Xianmen.

It turns out that Xianmen will also be afraid.

It turns out that practitioners are also human beings.

They just have more powerful strength. In other respects, they are no different from ordinary people. They know pain and are afraid of death!

But Ye Ning didn't say a word, he was like a god of death, wantonly reaping the lives of everyone in Xianmen.

"Bold!"

At this moment, in the sky, a sound like thunder suddenly sounded.

A large hand of Shrouding the Heavens, from the southeast, came slowly.

Shrouding the Heavens obscures the sun, like the sky is upside down.

Its target is exactly Ye Ning.

And this is just the beginning.

At the moment when this big hand stretched out, from the capital as the center, twelve big hands of Shrouding the Heavens stretched out in all directions, rushing out from the clouds and rolling towards the capital.

Adding up, it is thirteen big hands.

Seeing the appearance of the thirteen Shrouding the Heavens hands, Pei Yuhan's eyes became solemn.

"The Head Teacher of the Thirteen Sects of Xianmen has shot together!" Go.