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Chapter 524 Don't Lose Hope

The last sword.

It is also Ning Lang's strongest sword since he learned swordsmanship.

After all, this sword is a matter of life and death, so it is not an exaggeration to call it a backwater sword.

Looking at the soaring aura on Ning Lang, the faces of Gu Tingshan and others also changed slightly. It's not that they haven't seen the strength of the Heavenly Venerate Realm, but they are still the first monks in the Heavenly Venerate Realm to have Ning Lang's strength. See you next time.

Gu Tingshan said with a horrified expression, "In just over ten years, he has improved so much. If this continues, who else will be his opponent in the entire Immortal Domain, the entire God Realm, and even the entire universe?"

The three people next to him agreed deeply.

Looking at Ning Lang with red eyes, Jiuling Yuansheng didn't move for a while, and the strange purple evil spirit covered its body like a cloud of mist, but suddenly, it stood up suddenly, raised its feet suddenly, and Jiuling With each head raised high, a daunting aura suddenly condensed.

Seeing this scene, Gu Tingshan and the others felt uneasy again.

Can Ning Lang stop it?
A big question mark emerged from the hearts of the four of them.

After a life-and-death bloody battle, Ning Lang's sword intent had already been cultivated to the extreme. At this moment, even if anyone stood in front of Ning Lang, Ning Lang would dare to strike out with this sword.

Ning Lang remained expressionless, and slowly raised the Tai'a sword, dazzling spiritual energy burst out from his body, and finally formed a tornado-like whirlwind on the tip of the sword.

"Ning Lang was not born in the sky, and the way of swordsmanship is like a long night!"

"If he can survive this hurdle, perhaps no one can stop him in the future."

Just as Gu Tingshan was whispering to Taoist Anping Daoist, Ning Lang finally moved.

In the blink of an eye, the left hand suddenly slashed down, and a burst of colorful sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword, slashing decisively at the Jiuling Yuansheng not far away, like a strong light that shot out hundreds of times in an instant. ten feet away.

After unleashing this sword, Ning Lang had no more strength, and he collapsed directly into the void.

"Roar!"

Almost at the same time, the Jiuling Yuansheng also let out a roar that shook the universe.

A ray of purple energy collided with that strong light in an instant.

The world shook again.

The ground under this sky began to tremble, and the entire Northern Immortal Territory seemed to have an earthquake, making it impossible for people to sleep peacefully.

Ten breaths of time passed, and the two energies that seemed to be able to destroy everything finally weakened. At the location where the two energies collided, the space was completely shattered, as if forming an ultra-small black hole.

Jiuling Yuansheng didn't seem to have thought that his offensive would be blocked by Ning Lang's sword energy, and some doubts and a trace of fear flashed in his lantern-like red eyes.

But it could tell that Ning Lang had exhausted all his energy.

Just as it was about to rush towards Ning Lang, three short swords that were inconspicuous in the void struck from behind it.

"Pfft!"

The two short swords of Baichuan and Guihai actually left a wound about several feet long on its huge body, and the Wuying sword directly penetrated one of the nine heads of Jiuling Yuansheng.

"Roar!" The painful roar sounded in the void again, and the eyes of the head pierced through the eyebrows also quickly dimmed, apparently having lost their effect.

Seeing that after Jiuling Yuansheng was pierced through a head, except for howling in pain, other aspects of his body were not affected, Ning Lang also sighed in despair.

The head is not its lethal location.

Now it's impossible for me to stop it anymore.

Could it be that he walked all the way, and finally fell into the hands of a beast?
Ning Lang's eyes were a little lonely, as if he had lost his soul.

When Gu Tingshan and the others saw this scene, they felt extremely sad.

Is it about to end?

Just when Ning Lang stood up with difficulty and was about to die generously, a somewhat familiar voice rang in his ears.

"Don't lose hope."

Ning Lang was startled suddenly, and he asked excitedly, "Senior Zhao?"

Zhao Wumian didn't know how to talk to Ning Lang, but Ning Lang could only hear his voice, but couldn't see his figure.

"Try it with my sword."

"But now I..."

"Try and talk." Zhao Wumian still said unhurriedly.

Hearing this, Ning Lang had no choice but to put Tai'a Sword back into its scabbard, and then took out the Worriless Sword from the storage ring.

Ning Lang didn't understand why Zhao Wumian wanted to do this by himself, even if the Wuyou Sword was a desolate weapon, but his strength had been exhausted, and he couldn't exert the power of this desolate weapon at all.

But the moment Ning Lang took out the worry-free sword, the remaining eight pairs of eyes of Jiuling Yuansheng in the distance suddenly showed panic, and then immediately backed away, looking a little timid.

Seeing this, Ning Lang was also very puzzled.

Just when everyone didn't understand the reason for this scene, the Wuyou Sword in Ning Lang's hand suddenly burst into a dazzling light.

It was at this time.

Wisps of pure and majestic spiritual energy and the power of the five elements poured continuously from the Wuyou Sword into Ning Lang's body at an astonishing speed.

It has only been heard that people pour energy into weapons, but no one has seen the energy of weapons flow back into the body.

But now, this is happening.

Ning Lang's hands began to tremble unconsciously. This kind of majestic strength made his despair completely disappear. At this moment, he was more confident than ever before.

Ning Lang subconsciously let out a cry, and his whole body was enveloped by the mighty aura.

Comfortable.

Cozy.

The feeling of fatigue is completely gone.

Ning Lang clenched the worry-free sword tightly, looked up at the Jiuling Yuansheng again, and at the same time as the energy was conveyed, he moved and disappeared in place in an instant.

"Pfft!" Even though Jiuling Yuansheng had reacted in advance, it was already injured, and it was no longer in peak condition, so Ning Lang succeeded with a single sword strike.

The worry-free sword pierced Jiuling Yuansheng's back, and when it was pulled out, a pool of emerald green blood sputtered out.

"Roar!" There was another cry of pain, and Jiuling Yuansheng unconsciously raised his front foot to fight back.

But now Ning Lang dodged it easily, and at this moment, Ning Lang finally saw the sword wound on Jiuling Yuansheng's neck.

Could it be its weakness? !
Ning Lang clenched the worry-free sword tightly, and his whole body turned into a black shadow and disappeared into the void again. A water dragon burst out from the tip of the worry-free sword, and hit the body of Jiuling Yuansheng, causing it to retreat several times Husband.

From this moment on, Void has completely become Ning Lang's home field.

He continued to draw out his sword, using various sword moves alternately, Jin Cuo Dao, Shuilong Yin, and Fire Tribulation Order. Every move was solidly blasted on Jiuling Yuansheng's body, causing Jiuling Yuansheng to retreat every day.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Jiuling Yuansheng's body was covered with wounds, causing a pungent bloody smell to permeate the entire void.

Ning Lang paused his attack for a while, and thought to himself, "It took so long to force me to not fall. If Senior Zhao hadn't appeared, I would have died by now."

Think about it.

Ning Lang mobilized his energy again, and it was still the Five Elements swordsmanship!
Seeing this scene, Gu Tingshan and Anping Zhenren, who didn't know why, were stunned and dumbfounded.

How did Ning Lang do this?
Unexpectedly, in such a short period of time, so many moves of heaven-level swordsmanship were used one after another? !
Ning Lang took a deep breath and raised his long sword again. A fearful storm swept away. The tip of the sword seemed to be covered with a mushroom cloud. Broken.

The huge storm spins at high speed and produces a huge roar.

At this moment, Ning Lang is the Sword Immortal!

Seeing the worry-free sword in Ning Lang's hand, Jiuling Yuansheng seemed to have completely given up resistance, and it quickly retreated into the void when Ning Lang gathered energy when it was seriously injured.

Ning Lang was not in a hurry, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and the next moment he appeared behind Jiuling Yuansheng, and a sword in his hand suddenly slashed down.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Layers of space are broken.

Five of Jiuling Yuansheng's nine heads were cut off.

And at this time, Ning Lang appeared in front of Jiuling Yuansheng in an instant again, and he handed out the worry-free sword, accompanied by a sound of piercing flesh and blood, Jiuling Yuansheng screamed, and a moment later suddenly And stop, completely exasperated.

And this time.

In the place where no one has ever set foot in the universe, a voice of cursing followed: "Zhao Wumian!"

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(End of this chapter)