Chapter 353 I know a lot
Shang Li looked at Ning Huan's face, his expression changed slightly.
Not angry, but solemn.
"Have you guessed why I came to stop you?"
Ning Huan smiled and said, "Why, you can't bear to part with me?" "
She is the person with the highest attainments in kendo in Huashan for hundreds of years, and she is the one who can create a new kendo for future generations." Shang Li looked at it. Looking at Ning Huan: "Of course I can't bear it."
"If you have a weakness, you will be weak." Ning Huan laughed.
He thrust the bone-eroding sword straight towards Shang Li, seemingly lightly and trembling slightly, but at that moment, Shang Li's eyes suddenly shrank.
The Shenshang Sword comes out, blocks, and moves.
The swords in the hands of the two men clashed hundreds of times in the air almost instantly. The air was full of sparks, and the crisp sound of gold bones clashing together. Only those with the sharpest ears can detect the number of swords. Hundreds of clashes merged into one sound.
However, Shang Li did not use Shen Shang Lihe to seek a chance to decide life and death with Ning Huan.
the reason is simple.
Ning Huan mentioned Shang Jiuge and said that if he survived this battle, he would definitely kill Shang Jiuge.
When masters compete, it's not just martial arts, but every word is a confrontation.
In this confrontation, Shang Li lost.
Because Shang Li exposed his weakness.
With a flash of sword light, the two separated.
Ning Huan tilted his head and rubbed his neck. He clearly looked like a young man, but his eyes were as cold as the most sinister snake.
"What a sword." Ning Huan praised softly.
Shang Li looked at the other party with a serious expression.
In the confrontation just now, Shang Li had tried his best, and he could finally come to the conclusion that Ning Huan's swordsmanship was higher than everyone imagined.
He holds the Bone Corrosion Sword, not because the sword is sharp enough and powerful, but because only this sword can match his swordsmanship.
"Excuse me." Shang Li said solemnly.
"Do you still feel like you can kill me now?" Ning Huan continued.
With a smile.
"I know more than just swords." Ning Huan continued: "But you only know how to sword." "The
most important thing in practicing martial arts is concentration." Shang Li responded coldly: "You are mixed but not good, and you will fail. ."
Ning Huan laughed loudly: "What if I am both pure and refined?"
Saying this, Ning Huan quietly let go and let the bone-corroding sword in his hand fall to the ground lightly. The soil under his feet was like tofu, and the blade of the bone-corroding sword was damaged. It was easy to penetrate, but it was not as deep as the handle. After Ning Huan put down the bone-eroding sword, he continued to step forward, and with a casual palm, he came towards Shang Li with the force of wind and thunder.
Shang Li sighed and could only draw his sword and face him again.
In the previous tentative confrontation, the two people were facing each other with swords. It could be said that the swords were shining, the swords were shadowing, and they refused to give in. The metal and bones clashed, and the clang was heard.
But this time, Ning Huan only relied on a pair of fleshy palms to enter the battle, and there were no protective items such as gloves or gloves on the palms. However, Shang Li was able to cut, chop and stab, and the opponent was able to fight with ease. After all, the hands are what The world's most versatile weapon.
The two of them fought beyond a hundred moves. Ning Huan smiled slightly, stretched out his arms, and moved towards Shang Li with a powerful force. Shang Li was already concentrating on it. At this time, the Shang Sword sword was raised like a ghost. The moment the opponent used his hands to attack, he actually aimed directly at the opponent's throat.
Shang Li actually chose to trade injury for injury.
Ning Huan narrowed his eyes and smiled, choosing to give up and reach out. The moment Shang Li's sword came to him, he stretched out his finger to flick the blade. Shang Li felt as if the sword was hit by a heavy hammer. For a moment, Trembling endlessly, it was difficult to control. He could only use luck to stabilize the edge of his sword. The two of them also swung away to both sides with the force of this bullet.
Ning Huan's expression was still calm and composed: "Master Shang, are you convinced this time?"
This is the first time that Ning Huan calls Shang Li the master.
On the one hand, this is recognition of Shang Li's strength.
But on the other hand, it is also a mockery of Shang Li.
Ning Huan used his sword first, and then his fists, both of which were able to fight Shang Li on a par. Shang Li said that Ning Huan was more complicated than refined, so Ning Huan slapped Shang Li in the face with actual actions.
"I have been practicing martial arts so far, and I am three out of seventy." Ning Huan then said calmly: "Everyone in the world of martial arts who I see in my eyes has entered the hall, and I can be called everyone." "It's just that I have always lived in seclusion in the mountains and deserts, and outsiders don't know about it.
"
Shang Li stayed away for a while, unable to find the words to respond to the other party.
Because Ning Huan's strength is indeed higher than the people in the Central Plains imagined.
"What you practice is the Great Compassion?" Shang Li asked instead.
"What I am practicing now is the Great Compassion Fu." Ning Huan nodded and admitted.
The yin and yang of heaven and earth meet to confer great sorrow.
This is almost the most profound and terrifying martial arts spread in the world. As Ning Huan said before, he has so many martial arts skills that almost no one in the world can surpass him.
But in the end, Ning Huan still chose to practice this world and conquer the Yin and Yang Great Compassion.
It's because this martial art is strong enough.
"I heard that the Great Compassion Fu is an undisclosed secret of the leader of the Luo Sect." Shang Li continued.
"So I joined the Luo Jiao." Ning Huan said simply.
Shang Li looked at Ning Huan and sighed.
When Ning Huan joined the Luo Jiao, it seems to have been a very long time ago.
But some things are still certain, that is, Ning Huan was originally from China, and had extremely high martial arts skills and great reputation, but in the end he chose to abandon the light and turn to darkness, and chose to join the Luo Jiao, and he rose through the ranks in the Luo Jiao, and finally He became the Supreme Elder of the Luo Sect and even had his own separate palace and power.
For a Jianghu person to climb to Ning Huan's status and power, it was almost the limit of normal human beings.
"So the leader of the Luo religion at that time gave you the Great Compassion Gift?" Shang Li asked.
"Yes." Ning Huan nodded and said, "He once thought that I couldn't practice it. In fact, many Luo Jiao leaders failed to practice this martial art in the end." "But unfortunately, I am more capable than
he thought." Stronger."
"So?" Shang Li asked quietly.
The man's expression was stern, and the hand holding the sword became more steady.
In the conversation he had with Ning Huan just now, Shang Li had actually made his decision.
"So I spent twenty-four years practicing this martial art." Ning Huan said lightly: "At first, I progressed faster than anyone else, surpassing all those who practice this martial arts, but as I The higher the realm, the more difficult it is for me to break through the bottleneck ahead, so in the end, I chose to cultivate a furnace." "You may not know it,
but it doesn't matter."
"Her name is Ningxia."
"I am going to the Central Plains just to bring this evildoer back."
"That's all."
Ning Huan looked at Shang Li's face: "I won't take action against Shang Jiuge."
"You can let me go."
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