Chapter 354 Battle of the Yellow River
"I will not take action against Shang Jiuge."
"You can let me pass."
These two sentences echoed along the banks of the Yellow River.
But Shang Li looked at Ning Huan: "Do you think of me as a three-year-old child?"
There was no trace of wrinkles on Shang Li's face.
"If I put Jiu Ge's life on the reputation of a demon sect supreme elder, I don't know whether you are stupid or I am stupid?"
Ning Huan didn't look angry at all after being ridiculed by Shang Li.
"Don't be like this." He smiled slightly and said: "If there is a duel today, one of you and I will probably die. Head Shang must be sure that the person who dies is me and not you. "?"
One of us will die.
Ning Huan revealed the key to this duel.
Ning Huan was no longer willing to engage in this unknown battle with Shang Li.
At first, Ning Huan wanted to fight quickly, so he directly chose to attack at close range after the probing attack. However, Shang Li's sword made Ning Huan retract his original idea.
He has been practicing the Great Compassion Fu for twenty-four years, and now he is going to the Central Plains, just to leave his name on this world.
If his opening battle was to kill Shang Li, the leader of Huashan, this would be perfect.
But after Shang Li showed his sword, Ning Huan had given up the idea of fighting the opponent to the death.
In other words, Ning Huan absolutely did not want a battle in which he might die.
He has just begun his journey, so he will never die easily at the beginning.
"Then please ask Senior Ning to turn around now and return to the Western Region." Shang Li quietly raised the Shenshang Sword. The sword's edge was as bright as autumn water, without any scars or flaws.
Ning Huan lowered his head and laughed, and then the laughter grew louder and louder, until his laughter echoed along the entire Yellow River, and even the surging Yellow River water trembled slightly.
"Interesting." Ning Huan said with a smile: "Interesting."
"If you really want to die, then let the sword in our hands decide the last survivor."
With that said, Ning Huan stretched out his right hand straight, The bone-eroding sword that had just fallen to the ground was seen spinning and rising on the ground, and finally returned to Ning Huan's hand.
The young man in red looked coldly and pointed at Shang Li with his sword: "Let's fight."
Shang Li looked at Ning Huan in red, then looked at the Shang Shang sword in his hand. At this moment, he discovered My judgment on Ning Huan was a little off.
Originally, he thought that because Ning Huan chose to practice the Heaven and Earth Crossing to Conquer the Yin and Yang Great Compassion technique, which is a technique that locks away the secrets of heaven and seeks immortality, he must cherish his own life very much. As long as he can show the possibility of killing him, he will retreat despite the difficulties.
Ning Huan's previous performance had always confirmed Shang Li's feeling.
And until this moment, he didn't believe that Ning Huan was really determined to fight to the death.
After all, any master is the one who survives endless life-and-death battles to the end. Ning Huan will never experience less life-and-death battles than himself, but more.
And these past comfortable years have not completely dampened this Supreme Elder's ambition to fight.
But now, since they have met on a narrow road, there is no possibility of retreating.
Shang Li held the sword in his hand and shook the sword gently. A long roar like a dragon's roar came from the shaking of the sword.
"Let's fight." Shang Li sighed and took a step forward.
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In the summer of the thirty-second year of Tianlu, Ning Huan, the Supreme Elder of the Luo Sect, entered the Central Plains from the Western Regions. Shang Li, the leader of Huashan Mountain, stopped him. The two had a bloody battle on the bank of the Yellow River.
It ended in a draw.
Or it can be said that Shang Li was defeated.
Shang Li retreated to Mount Huashan and could not escape.
Ning Huan continued to move forward, heading straight into the Central Plains without missing a trace.
The world was shaken.
At the Xiaohun Inn in Luocheng, Fang Bie took off the copper pipe that carried the message from the snow-white homing pigeon's foot. After reading the news, he stretched out his hand and flicked the copper pipe to Shang Jiuge who was standing aside.
Today's battle is still a bit boring. For Shang Jiuge, perhaps the strongest knight in the vicinity has come on the first day, and the quality of the second day is not even as good as the first day.
Of course, Shang Jiuge has now alleviated the Jiuyin Juemui disease in his body through the Qingjing Liuli Formula, and his strength has directly reached the peak of the second level, only one step away from the first level. If there is really that young hero who can defeat Shang at this time Jiuge, that was the big event that shocked the world.
For example, take the young man standing next to Shang Jiuge at this time.
Shang Jiuge took the copper tube, opened it, read it once, closed it, then opened it again, and read it from beginning to end.
Then he gently rolled the snow-white mulberry paper into a roll in his hand, put it on his fingertips and put it in front of his eyes: "It's a little strange."
Shang Jiuge said.
"It's a little strange." Fang Bie nodded.
"What's weird?" Shang Jiuge looked at Fang Bie and said.
"Didn't you say something strange first?" Fang Bie said with a confident smile.
It was already dark outside at this time.
Just because Fang Bie said that news about the duel between Shang Li and Ning Huan might come as soon as tonight, Shang Jiuge would accompany Fang Bie until now.
The result really came.
Shang Jiuge shook his head helplessly. In fact, she was very bad at dealing with players like Fang Bie: "If it was senior brother who took action, it's hard for me to imagine that the two of them would end up in a draw." The masters competed
, There is a line between life and death, not to mention that Shang Li is one of the best swordsmen in the world, and he has no eyes for swords. Unless these two are playing tacit understanding, otherwise, such a result is impossible.
"It's not a draw." Fang Bie quietly rejected Shang Jiuge's statement: "Shang Li returned to Huashan, but Ning Huan continued to the Central Plains. This is obviously Shang Li's defeat." "Senior brother will not lose.
" Jiuge shook his head and said.
"Unless." The Huashan Junior Sister hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Unless he doesn't want to kill Ning Huan."
At this point, even Shang Jiuge felt a little incredible.
If Shang Li had the chance to kill Ning Huan, what reason would he have not to kill him?
"He may not want to kill, but more importantly he can't kill." Fang Bie said while looking at the night outside.
There was no moon in the dark night, only the noisy cicadas echoed endlessly, and the faint sound of frogs could be heard.
"Can't kill?" Shang Jiuge turned to look at Fang Bie.
"Yes, you can't kill. If Shang Li wasn't sure that he could kill Ning Huan without any cost, he wouldn't do it." Fang Bie said solemnly.
Then he sighed: "As I said, you don't have the ability to inherit Huashan's legacy, let alone support the appearance of the head of Huashan." "
So Shang Li can't die."
"Even if he goes down the mountain, he must ensure that he can survive."
"So, I believe that the two of them must have reached an agreement that only the two of them know."
Fang Bie said this and looked at Shang Jiuge: " If I'm not wrong, the agreement is likely to be related to you."
(End of this chapter)