A Clash of Gods - Chapter 135

[Chapter 135]

Yang Ning was unable to ride a tiger, but he had no choice but to go into battle, but he was thinking in his heart. Since Bai Yuhe said that he could not win within ten moves, he would wait for the Daguang Temple to win, that is to say, as long as he could survive ten moves, he would be better than Bai Yuhe. .

Bai Yuhe’s swordsmanship is very good, of course Yang Ning will not really compete with him, but if he uses his free walking method to avoid Bai Yuhe’s ten moves, he may not have a chance.

The mysterious Yang Ning of Xiaoyao Xing has already realized it, and he is becoming more and more skilled in this set of footwork.

Although there is a lot of hope that he can survive the ten moves, Yang Ning is not completely sure. He thinks that he can survive, but it’s just not enough. After talking about it, let’s see that Bai Yuhe has become polite. As for being ruthless against himself, anyway, no one has come forward in this third round. Whether he is good or bad, he should be doing good deeds.

However, seeing that Bai Yuhe had slowly drawn out his long sword, the people nearby immediately felt a terrifying cold air blowing towards them. The god’s color was a little dark, but Yang Ning could clearly feel the sharpness of the sword even though he was a few steps away.

“Wait a minute!” Yang Ning suddenly raised his hand.

Bai Yuhe frowned slightly, Yang Ning raised his hand and turned it over, loudly said, “Comparing swords with swords, I don’t even have a stick in my hand, so let me fight with my bare hands?”

Jing Neng changed his previous attitude towards Yang Ning’s nose, not a face or a face, and got up and said, “Don’t worry, I’ll send someone to fetch the sword.” Just as he was about to call someone to fetch the sword, Yang Ning rolled his eyes, Said: “The sword of the White Swordsman is a good sword at first sight. I said, Master Jingneng, can you find a good sword, but don’t make do with broken copper and iron, life and death are at stake, and you can’t play with it.”

Jing Neng frowned slightly and said solemnly: “True nature, you go…!”

“Master Jingneng, in my opinion, you should go and get it yourself.” Yang Ning didn’t like Jingneng at all. In fact, he didn’t understand why the old monk suddenly changed his attitude, but since he had the opportunity, he was not polite: “I can’t trust other people’s eyesight.”

Jingneng’s face sank. As the head of the Daguang Temple’s Punishment Hall, the monks below the Jingzi generation in the temple are not in awe of him, or even the Jingzi generation’s brothers and sisters, and few people dare to point fingers at him. At this moment, Yang Ning actually sent him to take the sword in public. He was very angry, and was about to explode when Yang Ning had already said loudly: “What’s wrong? The White Swordsman is a distinguished guest from afar, we can’t keep him waiting. With a gentle smile at Bai Yuhe, he turned to face Jing Neng and frowned: “Master Jing Neng, do you want me to compete with the sword? If not, I will step back now.”

Jingkong turned to Jingneng and said, “Junior Brother Jingneng, just go!”

Jing Neng is holding the fire, thinking that you will be presumptuous here first, and after the sword is over, we will slowly settle the account, get up, and walk away quickly.

Chi Danmei is so smart, when she sees it in her eyes, she understands something, she chuckles and says, “Little Master, are you a fake public servant?”

“Don’t talk.” Yang Ning gave Chi Dan a charming look, “Didn’t you see me and the White Swordsman are brewing? Do you think it’s as easy as tearing your clothes over a sword? A swordsman needs artistic conception. It’s a human being, but if you really want to compare it, then you need a human being as a sword, a sword as a human being, and a human and a sword in one… You don’t understand it, White Swordsman, right?”

Bai Yuhe was stunned for a moment, then he couldn’t help but nodded and said: “The combination of man and sword is really a hit and miss, and the son’s accomplishments in swordsmanship are really no trivial matter.”

He has already called Yang Ning “the prince” at this time, and it is with respect.

“Don’t get me wrong.” Yang Ning hurriedly said, “I’m just talking casually.”

Bai Yuhe just nodded slightly and didn’t say much.

Chi Danmei was unexpectedly choked by Yang Ning, smiled charmingly, and said: “Little master, it is unknown who will win the sword, but who is stronger than the lip-smacking today, you will be invincible.”

“Thank you, thank you.” Yang Ning smiled, “I said, do you need to find some clothes to put on first, this is a monastery, not… not that kind of place,

You are bare shoulders, what kind of decency?

“Clap his hands together and called out “Amitabha”, but his eyes couldn’t help but swept across Chi Danmei’s towering chest.

Chi Dan glared at Yang Ning and ignored it.

After waiting too long, Jing Neng has returned to the main hall, holding a long sword in his hand, walked to Yang Ning, handed the sword over, and said: “This is the Vairu sword treasured in the Daguang Temple, you can Use this sword!”

The white feather crane raised his eyebrows slightly, stared at the sword that Yang Ning took over, and said, “Is this the Pilu Sword, one of the ten famous swords?”

“Oh, have you heard of this sword?” Yang Ning asked with a smile, “It turns out that this is one of the top ten famous swords.” When he pulled out the sword, he saw that the body of the sword was bright, the lights were shining, and the light was shining. The heart said that this is indeed a good sword, and it seems that net energy is very particular.

Not fooling around with scraps of iron and copper.

“Bai Mou has long heard that the Vairu sword, one of the ten famous swords, is treasured in the Daguang Temple. Today, I can see its true face. It really is a good sword.” Bai Yuhe’s eyes were filled with excitement, and he praised: ” Pilujian ranks fourth among the top ten famous swords, and it really deserves its reputation.”

Yang Ning glanced at Jingneng and saw that he had turned away, thinking that this is strange, let himself play, but just make up the number, knowing that there is no hope, Daguang Temple seems to have no need to take the famous swords treasured in the temple. Come out?

“Bai Swordsman, am I taking advantage of you like this?” Yang Ning looked at Bai Yuhe’s sword.

There was a hint of pride in Bai Yuhe’s eyes, and he shook his head and said, “That’s not true, this is the Wu Yao sword in Bai’s hand, ranking third!”

I rely on!

Yang Ning held back the urge to scold people, but now it’s good, people’s swordsmanship is already high, and he finally got a Pilu sword, ranking fourth in the top ten famous swords, originally thought it could be a shit, who knows the white feather crane hand The Wu Yaojian in the room was actually ranked third, higher than the Pilu Sword in his hand.

The eyes of the monks in the hall were all fixed on Yang Ning and Bai Yuhe at this time, even Chi Danmei and the four men in linen also stepped aside, not looking sideways.

Originally, in the last moment, many people were very anxious, because it was about the safety of Jingxin Pavilion, and many people were very nervous. Who knew that after Yang Ning entered the battle, he was chattering for a long time, and he has not done anything until now. It was Yang Ning who said that for a long time, and the atmosphere in the hall was not as depressing as before.

The young monk Zhenming kept his eyes on Yang Ning. He didn’t expect that Yang Ning was kicked out and forced to compete with Bai Yuhe. He was quite worried. He had tried Yang Ning’s martial arts before. It’s really not that good, there is almost no possibility to beat the White Feather Crane.

“Please enlighten me!” Bai Yuhe stopped talking, holding the Wu Yao sword in his right hand, and flicking his left hand, the scabbard had been thrown in front of a man in linen, and the man in linen stretched out his hands to catch it, holding it carefully.

Yang Ning also threw Pilu’s scabbard backwards, but the young monk Zhenming was also clever and caught it.

Bai Yuhe stretched out the index finger of his left hand and slid gently over the blade of Wu Yaojian. It was extremely gentle, as if he was stroking his lover’s skin. , the long sword slanted forward, and the sword body leaned down slightly, pointing towards Yang Ning’s abdomen.

Seeing Bai Yuhe’s solemn expression, Yang Ning didn’t show any contempt. He actually seemed to regard himself as an opponent who could compete.

He took a deep breath, holding the Pilu sword in his hand, suddenly stepped out, and moved forward to the left. It was the beginning of Xiaoyao Xing. Others couldn’t see it. They only thought that Yang Ning was the first to shoot. Some people in the hall suddenly With awe, Yang Ning could be considered a hero, even though he knew he was defeated but still stood up.

Seeing Yang Ning’s figure flashing, Bai Yuhe also thought that Yang Ning would take action.

Although he and Yang Ning agreed to a limit of ten moves, for some reason, he was quite a bit jealous of Yang Ning, but he could solve it with one move, and naturally he didn’t want to resort to the second move.

Since the other party shot, Bai Yuhe’s figure also moved. His sword tip was originally facing down, but at this moment, he picked it lightly, and stabbed it according to Yang Ning.

A sword stabbed out, but found that although Yang Ning moved, he did not use the sword.

He is immersed in kendo and has a great understanding. Once he makes a move, he is completely immersed in it. If it were anyone else in the Daguang Temple, the other party did not use the sword first, and Bai Yuhe would not easily use the sword. However, it was quite different for Yang Ning. Although Yang Ning only moved his body, Bai Yuhe’s sword still stabbed out.

As soon as Yang Ning moved, he only took two steps, and he felt a chill approaching him.

He thought that the White Feather Crane’s shot was really fast, and he didn’t think much about it at this time, and he focused on the ghostly drifting of the free walking method.

Bai Yuhe stabbed with a sword and saw that he was about to stab Yang Ning, but the size was far away, but Yang Ning still showed no sign of using the sword. It seemed that he was going to endure this sword without any resistance. He was a little surprised. Shang couldn’t help but pause for a moment, but at this moment, he found that Yang Ning’s figure suddenly disappeared like a ghost.

Without hesitation, he pulled the long sword diagonally, and shot again at the figure in the corner of his eye.

Yang Ning’s steps were light and erratic, dodging Bai Yuhe’s first strike, Chi Danmei looked in his eyes, and there was a look of surprise in his charming eyes.

Bai Yuhe missed with one sword, and stabbed with three consecutive swords. Few of the monks present were good at swordsmanship. They only saw Bai Yuhe’s light figure and sword like lightning, but not many people saw his three consecutive stabs. The sword is unpredictable, and it is really top-notch swordsmanship. Even if the opponent is a famous swordsman in the world, he may not be able to avoid these three consecutive swords, but today his opponent is Yang Ning, and Yang Ning is just showing off. Out of the unpredictable leisurely walk, between the ghosts and the gods, it was unbelievable to escape the three swords of the White Feather Crane.

Walking at ease, it seems to be scattered without rules, but there are rules to follow. Yang Ning is still walking out of this footwork according to the gourd painting, and has not entered the point of unpredictable change at will, but even so, This set of strange and mysterious footwork came out, Bai Yuhe really couldn’t find a routine, and after the four moves, he didn’t even touch a piece of Yang Ning’s shirt.