Chapter 352: One Kill in Ten Steps
Ning Huan's movement of drawing the sword in the wind and sand was extremely light and graceful, just like Guanyin pulling out the willow branch from her pure vase.
The bone-eroding sword trembled slightly in the air, slender and pale green.
Shang Li looked at the sword and said quietly: "Bone erosion?"
Shang Li still had not pulled out the Shang Shang sword at his waist.
Ning Huan tilted his head and looked at Shang Li: "Junior, if you don't draw your sword, you may not even have the chance to draw your sword."
When Ning Huan was roaming the world, Shang Li was still an ordinary disciple of Huashan. .
Of course he is qualified to call Shang Li junior.
Shang Li smiled in a low voice: "Senior, I'm afraid I will kill you if I draw my sword."
The two of them, one senior and the other junior, echoed each other, but their words were indeed full of gunpowder.
Ning Huan frowned, then swung his sword towards Shang Li and slashed out. Just when he saw a green sword energy condensed in the air, it came towards Shang Li like a wave of light.
A third-level master can use his internal strength to unleash his power and can kill someone in ten steps.
But there are hundreds of steps between Ning Huan and Shang Li.
Shang Li looked at the gloomy green sword energy, lowered his head and smiled, holding the scabbard in his hand to block the gloomy green sword energy. The gloomy green sword energy was blocked by the scabbard in Shang Li's hand, and then split into two halves, moving horizontally to the left and right. It was cut out, and one piece was submerged into the rolling Yellow River, never to be seen again, while the other piece was cut on a big stone by the river, and the big stone was instantly divided into two halves.
The incision is as smooth as a mirror.
But Shang Li didn't look back.
Ning Huan drew his sword and struck, but Shang Li blocked the attack without even unsheathing his sword.
Which one is higher and which one is lower seems to have been distinguished.
"I would like to remind you, senior." Shang Li smiled quietly, the wind and sand blowing his gray beard.
"On the Jianghu list, I am ranked seventh, but my senior is only ranked nineteenth."
"If I kill you, I should be seventh." Ning Huan said with a smile.
Shang Li was speechless for a moment, feeling that the other party's logic was impeccable.
For those of them who are at the top of the world, how could they not know that the ranking on the world list is basically a joke.
Because those at the top of the Jianghu Ranking List, in addition to martial arts, their Jianghu status is also very important. When necessary, they will even use the method of brushing their records to improve their Jianghu Ranking Ranking, so as not to lag behind the larger army. .
After all, this is an embarrassing matter.
"Then let's try it." Shang Li said calmly.
Ning Huan took one step, and his whole body instantly rose up in the air and glided towards him, his red clothes fluttering. It was already an inhuman performance for others to leap ten or twenty steps in one step, but Ning Huan's one step, But it floated straight towards Shang Li, who was a hundred steps away.
This hand of Feng Xu Yufeng, even though it was Shang Li, his expression was slightly moved.
Ning Huan came with his sword in hand. He did not expect to meet Shang Li, the leader of Huashan, on the bank of the Yellow River. But if he did, he would just kill him.
Ning Huan had already considered various possibilities when he dared to set foot in Middle-earth. If he could kill Shang Li here, his reputation would be great, and many of the difficulties that originally faced him would no longer be difficult.
Shang Li's expression remained unchanged. Compared with the young man in red with a jade-like face in front of him, Shang Li was an out-and-out old man.
His hair is gray, and his face is a bit primitive. Although his complexion is rosy, it is densely wrinkled.
Facing Ning Huan's sword coming from the west, Shang Li sighed.
With a slight lift of his right thumb, the Shang Sword was unsheathed an inch.
Killing intent instantly spread out in all directions, and it was bone-chilling cold.
Ning Huan fell to the ground in the air, his feet sinking into the hard dry earth. He looked at Shang Li in disbelief: "What kind of sword is this?" "
This is my sword." Shang Li said quietly: "I said, I'm afraid I will kill my senior if I draw my sword."
Ning Huan once regarded this sentence as a joke.
But at this time, Ning Huan couldn't laugh anymore.
Because he was one of the few masters in the world, he knew and was sure how terrifying the sword Shan Li had hidden in its sheath was.
He wasn't sure he could survive after seeing that sword.
"But why don't you use your sword on me?" After landing, Ning Huan did not stop, he still walked leisurely towards Shang Li.
Masters compete with each other on a thin line of life and death. Although Ning Huan can slash out a sword that can still kill people a hundred steps away, after Shang Li easily broke it, Ning Huan was sure that this was an opponent that must be treated with caution. .
When they were within five steps of each other, it was a life and death battle, but Ning Huan still chose to leave with one sword. That was because he had absolute confidence in facing Shang Li at this time.
However, Shang Li stopped Ning Huan abruptly with his unsheathed sword.
But Ning Huan was still approaching.
Step by step they approached, the two were twenty steps apart, and Ning Huan took five steps in an instant.
So there's still fifteen steps left.
Ning Huan still held the pale green bone sword in his hand, and the young man's red clothes were fluttering in the wind and sand.
"Because I don't know the reason for this sword." Shang Li said lightly: "This sword is called Shenshang Lihe. Shenshang will never be seen. Just like Yin and Yang are separated, this sword is the sword of death and no life."
Ning Huan continued to move forward, but finally stopped ten steps in front of Shang Li.
At this time, the two people could clearly see each other's faces.
Instead of sensing the opponent's Qi from a distance to lock on.
"So if you say this sword, you will die?" Ning Huan sneered.
"Your Excellency will be the one who dies first." Shang Li looked at Ning Huan's youthful face. His expression did not show any surprise, he just frowned: "Forcibly locking the secrets of heaven and changing fate against the will of heaven, your Excellency can't do such martial arts. Dare to practice?"
"The purpose of learning martial arts is to dominate the world. Fifty years in the world are like dreams and illusions, and death is like dreams in vain. Isn't it a pity that we can't see the prosperity and beauty of this world?" Ning Huan said with a calm smile: " If I remember correctly, Ning Huaiyuan is your disciple?"
"I don't have such a crazy disciple." Shang Li said quietly.
"He is already dead." Ning Huan continued.
"I ordered the pursuit." Shang Li said.
"But the person who killed him in the end was not a disciple of Huashan." Ning Huan said.
The two people were only ten steps away from each other at this time.
The bone-eroding sword was in Ning Huan's hand, while Shang Li's sword was still unsheathed.
The reason why Ning Huan stopped ten steps away was because he had realized that if he took another step forward, Shangli's Shenshang Sword would be unsheathed.
He will see the trick.
Ning Huan didn't really want to see it.
Of course, Shang Li had heard Yue Pingshan tell the story of Ning Huaiyuan's murder, even if it was just some fragmented fragments. When he heard Ning Huan's words, Shang Li frowned: "I just want him to die."
"He is my disciple." Ning Huan chuckled and said, "The one I have the highest hopes for." "I didn't know
he would go to Huashan. If I had known, he might not have died." "However
, Since he is dead, I will also kill a Huashan disciple and bury him with him." "
Of course, he will be the most outstanding one."
Ning Huan looked at Shang Li's face.
"How about Shang Jiuge?"
(End of chapter)