Seven World Martial God Chapter 162: Swordsman’s Edge
The Seven Prince challenged Ning Yijian. [First Release]
Watching the two climb onto the ring, the square of Connaught University suddenly quieted down.
The one present was either a disciple of the Star Gate, or a big figure in Nanlin County. They were familiar with the Seven Princes and Ning Yijian, so they looked forward to this battle very much.
Ning Yijian, the third place on the previous Shenxing list of the God Star Gate, has a high prestige in the gate, and is very powerful. He belongs to the old strong.
The Seven Prince, the most outstanding son of the Nanlin King, has already understood the intent of a gun in the realm of Wuling. He has extraordinary talents and is the most dazzling genius in Nanlin County.
On the surface, after the Seventh Prince worshipped into the God Star Gate, he was not as old as Ning Yijian, and the time of cultivation was much different. But the Seven Prince is too talented. Not only did he comprehend the intent of the gun, but now he also entered the third level of Wuzong, and his cultivation was the highest among his peers.
Therefore, the Seven Prince has the greatest chance of victory, but it is difficult to guarantee that Ning Yijian did not hide any means. After all, he was the peak powerhouse of the previous Inner Sect. He has been honed in the army all the year round. He has experienced countless deaths and has extremely rich combat experience.
In short, the duel between the two of them must be very exciting. Everyone has their eyes wide open, for fear of missing any wonderful moment, watch the battle carefully.
"Haha, I didn't expect the Seventh Prince's cultivation level to rise so quickly. It seems that King Nanlin has invested a lot of money. You said, who can win the battle between him and Ning Yijian?" Lang Tianjiao said lazily , He was sitting in the first chair, very confident, even though Ning Yijian and the seventh prince showed stronger cultivation than him, he didn't care.
Ye Tian glanced at this guy secretly, wondering in his heart, how did this guy's confidence come from? Could it be that I was stupid by myself last time?
Shaking his head, Ye Tian ignored him and looked at the court.
"Hmph, although the Seventh Prince’s cultivation base is strong, he has been promoted too quickly and his cultivation base is unstable. Ning Yijian has the experience of leapfrogging and defeating powerful enemies, and has been honed in the army for many years. Anyone of us is strong. The only thing that is unpredictable is the Seven Prince's gun intent. It depends on how far he can use the gun intent." Qi Haozong said coldly. When it came to the gun intent, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. And envy.
"Gun intent..." Lang Tianjiao's eyes flashed upon hearing this, and his face was full of jealousy.
At this time, in the ring.
The Seven Prince and Ning Yijian stared at each other.
The Seven Prince is very domineering. He has his hands on his back and has a laid-back look. He doesn't put the opposite Ning Yijian in his eyes.
A trace of anger flashed in Ning Yijian's eyes, and the whole figure resembled a sword, revealing a breath of peerless edge, and also carrying a majestic evil spirit.
"This guy has killed a lot of people in the army..." Ye Tian secretly exclaimed. The evil spirit on Ning Yijian's body was stronger than his comprehension of killing blades. It must have been killing more people.
That’s right to think about it. This Shenzhou Continent is not like Ye Tian’s previous life. Killing a few people or dozens of people on the earth would be terrible. [For more wonderful novels, please visit] But in the mainland of China, the two countries are at war, it is a battle of millions and tens of millions of people. Ning Yijian was a general, and he probably killed at least a thousand people.
"Huh?"
The Seven Prince was obviously stunned by Ning Yijian's evil spirit, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes became a little serious: "Yes, kind of look."
"Pull up your gun, otherwise you will lose miserably!" Ning Yijian raised his hand, his eyes were as cold as the long sword in his hand, and a sharp sword aura swept around his body.
"Then see if you have the ability to force me to draw a gun!" The Seventh Prince snorted coldly, clenching his fists, and a cold breath enveloped the ring, reducing the surrounding temperature a lot.
"Arrogant!" Ning Yijian's eyes condensed, his eyes appeared like a substantive murderous intent, cutting through the void. With a blazing sword glow, it penetrated through the hole, with great momentum.
"Hmph!" The seventh prince snorted coldly, his face was full of disdain, and between his true essence, his fists exploded with icy cold air, and blasted **** the ground.
Chichi...
The cold air came out, spreading from the Seven Prince's fists, freezing the entire arena with a thick layer of ice, and everyone outside the court looked extremely shocked.
What's even more shocking is that these ice forms a sharp awl, which pierces Ning Yijian in midair from bottom to top.
"Hanbing Fist!"
Ning Yijian in mid-air, his eyes condensed, and his sharp eyes are so dazzling. He slashed down vertically, and the vast sword light flew away, carrying a majestic energy. The whole ring was cut in half.
Boom!
When the sword light broke through the ring, it also spread to the front. A huge crack extended to the Seven Princes, forming a storm in the mighty sword energy.
"Drink!" The seventh prince raised his fists, and the cold air condensed into a huge iceberg in front of him, blocking the sword energy storm.
Boom!
The storm collided with the iceberg, a big explosion occurred, and the deafening noise continued to roar and spread throughout the square.
Everyone is staring at this scene closely, for fear of missing any wonderful moment. This battle can be called the battle of the pinnacle. It is a battle between two top powerhouses in the younger generation.
Boom!
The ice in the sky was scattered, and then melted by the vast sword glow. Ning Yijian's eyes were bright and exquisite. Suddenly the sword energy all over his body skyrocketed. An unmatched sword glow spewed out from the long sword in his hand. Directly penetrated the iceberg and killed the Seventh Prince.
"Ah..."
An exclamation was heard around.
The Seven Prince's expression also changed. He didn't expect Ning Yijian to hide the sword in the sword. Everyone knows the principle of this technique, but to master it so skillfully, I am afraid that only Ning Yijian is the only one in ten thousand. Only the strong trained in the army can do it.
"Good!"
Even Qi Haozong, who was sitting in a chair not far away, was amazed, with a dignified look in his eyes.
Ye Tian also condensed his eyes, and for the first time felt the difficulty of the last year's superstar list. He had already noticed this skill, but it was not as accurate as Ning Yijian.
"The Seventh Prince can't do his best, this time I will be seriously injured!" Fu Xuedao said coldly.
Sure enough, the situation in the ring suddenly changed.
Seeing Jianmang was about to attack himself, the Seven Prince's pupils shrank, his mouth opened wide, and he let out a loud roar.
"You are too naive--" The Seven Prince shouted loudly, his eyes shot out with dazzling divine light, and his true essence burst out completely. The icy breath burst out in an instant, freezing his whole body, forming a thick layer of ice on the surface.
Boom!
The unmatched sword light blasted directly on the Seven Prince's body, but it could no longer hurt his body. It was blocked by a thick ice block. Although there was a crack in the ice, the sword light was slowing down. Dissipate slowly.
"Huh?" Seeing that his proud move did not cause the imaginary damage to the Seven Prince, Ning Yijian frowned, but was not disappointed. Instead, he took advantage of the momentum and kicked the Seven Prince for the third time. attack.
Huh!
This foot brought a gust of wind, like a crescent moon, coming out from Ning Yijian's feet, and slashing towards the head of the Seven Prince.
"Three Combo!"
The surrounding spectators were all amazed. Ning Yijian was a genius in battle.
"Awesome!" Ye Tian was full of admiration, and the three moves formed a chain that made the enemy overwhelmed. If it was him, he could only use the Ninth Revolution to fight hard. I don't know how the Seventh Prince would crack it.
At this time--
The seventh prince in the field was frozen by himself, and he didn't expect Ning Yijian to have this trick at all, and he didn't have time to react, so he was hit by this kick.
Crack!
This is the sound of ice cracking. Although the head of the Seven Prince was also protected by the ice, the huge shock made his throat sweet, and he couldn't help but spout a mouthful of blood. The ice cubes are red.
"Ah..."
The seventh prince was angry. He was injured, and he was still injured in such a short period of time, which made him, who had always been arrogant, unbearable.
"Give me to die!" The Seventh Prince no longer hides his strength. Wuzong's third-level true essence gathered on his fists, and then burst out like a sun.
Chichi...the cold breath immediately spread to the void, seeming to freeze the air.
"One sword splits the mountain!" Ning Yijian's expression remained unchanged, a sword split, and the brilliant sword light burst out, blocking him.
Boom!
The sky and the earth shook, the cold current was split by the sword energy, and it swayed towards Ning Yijian, wherever it passed, everything was frozen.
The cold wave immediately rushed out of the ring.
"Ah..."
"Be careful!"
Some of the inner disciples who watched the game exclaimed, and then they all joined forces to resist the cold. But even so, a few people were frozen in ice, and fortunately, they were rescued by the elders who rushed to them immediately, but they turned pale with fright.
Therefore, everyone who watched the game retreated 100 meters again.
"It's so amazing. With Wuzong's second-level cultivation base, the seventh prince of Wuzong's third-level was forced to the wind!" On a golden chair, Wang Zhongshan was secretly surprised.
Qi Haozong, Ye Tian, Fu Xuedao and others also have solemn expressions. No matter which one in the field, they are all strong people who make them feel pressured.
Boom!
Suddenly--
A majestic spear intent rushed straight into the sky, raging across the square, like waves in the sea, radiating towards the surroundings, and the earth was turbulent.
Suddenly, everyone in the square felt the weapons in their hands vibrate violently.
"Ning Yijian~IndoMTL.com~I admit that you have the right to let me draw a gun!" On the ring, the Seventh Prince finally raised the black spear. , Is roaring.
The majestic gun intent erupted from the Seven Prince and enveloped the entire area, forming a special zone here.
However, this time the Seven Princes did not attract the weapons that were watching the battle off the court. Instead, he let his spear condense a sharp ‘potential’.
At the same time, the people watching the battle outside the field discovered that the weapons in their hands stopped moving after the violent tremors, and they were relieved.
On the ring, Ning Yijian looked at the Seven Prince who raised the spear from a distance, with an unprecedented dignified look.
"Are you spear intent? Then I'll learn how much you can display spear intent!" Ning Yijian raised his long sword, a sharp sword aura rushed into the sky, breaking the sky.
Qi Haozong, Fu Xuedao and others watched the two on the ring solemnly.
They know that the real battle is only now beginning.