Everlasting Sword God - Chapter 385

[Chapter three hundred and eighty fifth defeat the enemy with a sword]

Zi Ningjun has not used a sword for a long time.

She came back from the chaos of the secret realm, shattering the illusion, the ice flames are like glass, and there is no need to move a sword, and others can’t get close.

After stepping into the world of seven wounds, especially after the tomb of the King of Jin, she integrated the Ten Thousand Poison Classic, and combined the three attributes of fire, ice, and poison in martial arts into one, and finally achieved her preliminary swordsmanship.

But her swordsmanship has yet to take shape, so when she takes action, she usually relies on her cultivation to crush it.

Until Shen Zhenyi passed the sword today.

Zi Ningjun seemed to have all of a sudden mastered it, all kinds of changes, all kinds of mysteries, all in this simple sword.

Swah——

A straight sword, a slight stab, and all methods are broken!

The nine-turn Sanhua Tiannv who had just practiced Wusang couldn’t stop Zi Ningjun’s ordinary sword; now, her unique move, Qianmian Yuehua, is still unstoppable!

The sword light was like training, breaking through all the defenses of Lian Wuzang in an instant, and those beauties under the moon shattered like glass, making a crisp cracking sound.

Lian Wusang absolutely did not expect that his ultimate move would still result in the same result. Unprepared, he flew back and was caught up by the snake-like sword light.

puff!

Lian Wuzhu hit the sword on his shoulder, blood spurted out, screamed and fell to the ground, his complexion as pale as a dead man.

Zi Ningjun has already withdrawn his sword and stood.

“You are injured by the sword poison, hurry back to retreat, and within thirty-six days do not recklessly use your true qi, otherwise the sword poison will attack your heart and you will surely die.”

She spoke softly.

Shen Zhenyi asked her to memorize these words, otherwise, with her temperament, she would be too lazy to mention it.

Lian Wuzao only felt the blood in his body surging. Although it was only a skin injury, he didn’t know why his whole body could not use his true energy. He believed it a little in his heart, and he was both hated and afraid, and gritted his teeth: “Okay! Doorway, no wonder I can enter the third-level sect. Today, my skills are not as good as others, I admit it!”

She felt aggrieved in her heart and felt that her defeat was inexplicable. Her cultivation base and martial arts moves were all superior to Zi Ningjun – Zi Ningjun was still very unfamiliar with swords, how could there be such a weirdness Swordsmanship?

Lian Wushang paused, “Just leave your name and swordsmanship moves, so that I can repay you in the future.”

“This is my senior sister Zi Ningjun!”

Chu Huoluo raised her head and raised her chest, full of pride.

“As for this sword technique…”

Chu Huoluo turned her head to look at Zi Ningjun, she really didn’t know when Zi Ningjun mastered such a miraculous sword move – it must have been passed on to her by the master!

“This sword is called Hua Snake.”

Zi Ningjun responded indifferently, that when Shen Zhenyi passed on her sword moves, she created it out of curiosity, and did not name it, she named it herself, which is very simple.

Double ice and fire, turned into a snake, the world is absolutely poisonous, and all methods are destroyed.

This sword does not need a false name.

Lian Wuxian ran away with a grudge, running all the way, and bleeding from his nose and mouth all the way, Mo Wuxie was so frightened that he was at a loss, so he followed her.

“Senior sister, your swordsmanship is amazing!”

Seeing them fleeing, Chu Huoluo sneered, turned around and gave Zi Ningjun a thumbs up, tsk tsk admiration.

With such a simple and easy move, she was able to repel such a powerful enemy as Lian Wushang. Chu Huoluo was completely convinced by her.

“The sword is good, but my cultivation is higher than yours.”

Zi Ningjun’s tone was indifferent, but he still told him sincerely, “If you enter the second level of the god-human realm, the power of the Primordial Magnetic Sword Technique will never be under my Poison Sword Art.”

Transforming a snake is only the first style. From this style, a whole set of sword art can be deduced. Because it is based on the Poison Sutra, Zi Ningjun simply named it “Poison Sword Art”.

Chu Huoluo was speechless and felt that this style of painting did not match Zi Ningjun’s character, but since it was the line determined by the swordsmanship taught by her master, she had nothing to say.

The cold Poison Sword Fairy felt a little awkward.

She went back to the sect to tell the Lord Long about this idea, and the Lord Long said with a sneer: “How do you understand the deep meaning of the swordsmanship that Master taught you, I also think that the Yuan Magnetic Swordsmanship that Master taught you to control is a bit strange!”

Chu Huoluo’s nature escaped, but she had to ponder the power of the magnetic element to control the fine, and every time she frowned and changed sword moves, it was excruciatingly painful.

The Dragon Princess herself is the same. She has the blood of the dragon family and has great strength. She should practice martial arts that are open and close, and it is the most suitable. But Shen Zhenyi’s path for her was an extremely ingenious formation.

——Perhaps it was just that they went to the tomb of King Jin, and the master gave them a few by accident? No other meaning?

A few of them chattered, Shen Zhenyi only smiled and replied, Zi Ningjun reported defeating Lian Wushang with a sword, and he only expected it.

On the contrary, Xiaoruyimen is a wave of waves!

Mo Wuxie brought the injured senior sister back to the Little Ruyi Sect, which alarmed everyone. The Sect Master of the Little Ruyi Sect, Grandma Jin, was furious and asked about the situation at that time.

“Wu Xie, tell me, what the hell is going on here, how could your senior sister get hurt in this outer city?”

Grandma Jin raised her face with awe.

She is holding a dragon head crutch, her head is full of white hair, but her skin is white and ruddy, like a twenty-eight girl.

She cultivated for hundreds of years and stepped into the third level of the god-human realm. She is a rare master in the outer city of Bawang City. He lives in a secluded place all year round, and only wants to practice martial arts, strengthen his sect, and educate his disciples, so that he can win the sect competition and enter the inner city.

But no one has ever dared to bully their little Ruyimen!

“…Yes…it’s someone from Abandoned Sword Villa…”

Mo Wuxie complained in his heart, hesitating. She dared not admit that she was the one who instigated Senior Sister to fight with the people in Abandoned Sword Villa to get hurt.

Grandma Jin is like a fiery fire, and she burst into anger: “The brave man of Abandoned Sword Villa dares to sneak attack on my proud disciples, I have to show them a good look!”

She didn’t ask much, and immediately took out her anger at the people in the Abandoned Sword Villa, and she also arbitrarily felt that Lian Wushang was attacked by surprise, otherwise, with the cultivation base of this proud disciple, how could he be injured!

Even if the people in Abandoned Sword Villa have acquired part of the inheritance of the Canglan Secret Library, after all, their cultivation base is limited, “Is that what the third son of Shen shot?”

She asked Mo Wuxie sharply.

Mo Wuxie glanced at the pale Lian Wushang, who sat on the spot without saying a word. It was a shame for her to lose to Zining Jun, and of course she was ashamed to admit it.

But he couldn’t ignore the facts and talk nonsense. Mo Wuxie turned his head and added fuel to jealousy according to Master’s words: “Master, it’s not that Shen Zhenyi, he’s his eldest disciple, and he’s definitely not the opponent of Senior Sister, but he still dares to do it. Blocking the road and provoking us, we thought about Master’s plan to prepare the Seven Sects to discuss martial arts, and we turned around and left without bothering with them. I didn’t expect that the woman would sneak attack from behind, and Senior Sister injured my knee in order to save me!”

“Damn!”

Grandma Jin was even more angry, “Then you didn’t kill them on the spot?”

Mo Wuxie pretended to be wronged, “Didn’t the other teachers of the seven sects say before that, before the discussion of martial arts, why don’t you hold your troops for a while?

She was so unreliable that she couldn’t even listen to her practice, but Grandma Jin believed it to be true, “Abandoned Sword Villa, I have written down this account!”