Chapter 680 - 680 Kill Chilling!

Glancing at the seven men around him, Yang Ning's face was unprecedentedly solemn, because these people's weapons were all emitting light flames of various colors, which showed that they had all cultivated the elemental exercises!

Seven Martial Spirits!

As for the dozens of martial artists and warriors around him, Yang Ning didn't care at all, he knew very well that the seven people in front of him were the key to what he had to face!

As for the Lord Ban'er, who had never shown up, Yang Ning was also vigilant, and his intuition told him that the Ban'er in this person's mouth was likely to be a martial soul-level powerhouse!

If he didn't get the function of [Void and Reality Conversion], just the seven martial spirit-level men in front of him would be enough to give Yang Ning a headache, but right now, he does have a basis, he wants to give it a try, Cao Qiushui, who created the Shadowless Dao thousands of years ago and entered the heavens, is how far apart is there from the people of this world!

Simulate 100% combat effectiveness, start!

At the moment when Yang Ning gave the order, he was windless, and this terrifying aura instantly rolled up the dust around him, and it spread wildly around!

These seven spirit-level martial artists who tried to capture Yang Ning all subconsciously changed their faces, and at the same time, they also instinctively used the martial qi in their bodies to resist the impact of Yang Ning's breath.

Yang Ning felt that his whole body was full of strength, and at this moment, he was surprised to find that his consciousness was a little confused, and he felt that his body was gradually becoming uncontrollable!

What's going on?

Could it be that the body of the Dream Cottage is not enough to withstand Cao Qiushui's 100% combat effectiveness?

But soon, Yang Ning was surprised to find that his body had moved!

"It's coming!" a spirit-level martial artist immediately shouted as he moved.

"I have experienced a total of 487 battles in my life, except for one draw, the rest are victorious, at the end of my life, I once watched the sky and swore that I would live with obsession, fight all the heroes, kill the traitors, be undefeated, and not reincarnated!"

In Yang Ning's mind, a voice suddenly sounded, this voice was vicissitudes but did not show age, revealing a crazy persistence and unyielding faith.

Yang Ning vaguely guessed that this abnormality in the body was probably due to Cao Qiushui's obsession before his death, to be exact, it was a fighting instinct that had been cultivated for hundreds of years, and it was also a strong man's dedication to battle, as well as the belief that he would fight in battle!

"Senior, since your obsession has not disappeared, I will fulfill you today. Yang Ning muttered to himself, and at the same time, he gave up his previous resistance and gave his body all to this fighting instinct: "Just let me see how strong you were a thousand years ago!"

"Before the age of thirty, the sword and autumn water pushed the world, and the autumn water sword came out, and the world was cold!"

This whispered sentence came from Yang Ning's mouth, and the tone was completely different from Yang Ning's, revealing a sense of unruliness!

"Qiushui, where is it!"

With the exit of these words, a stream of azure gas appeared in Yang Ning's originally empty left hand, and then gradually condensed, becoming an air sword that emitted blue light!

"Damn, he's a martial spirit!"

"Martial Qi is the real state!"

"Looking at the degree of condensation, I'm afraid it's no less than seven condensations!"

"Let's go together!"

…

As this azure qi sword appeared, these seven spirit-level martial artists all shouted.

At the same time, they also frantically urged the martial energy in their bodies, which directly made the weapons in their hands appear more intensely radiant.

"Flames!"

A spirit-level martial artist shouted, and at the same time waved the spear in his hand, only to see that the spear was wrapped in a rich flame, and in the process of swinging, a dazzling flame was left in the air.

At this moment, Yang Ning's body was manipulated by Cao Qiushui's obsession, he looked indifferently at this spirit-level martial artist who was about to kill, and his unwavering gaze flashed a little at this moment.

Seeing that this spear was about to be smashed off his head, Yang Ning muttered in a low voice: "It's too slow." ”

This martial artist obviously heard Yang Ning's murmur, and was about to sneer, when suddenly, he was shocked to find that Yang Ning, who was about to succeed and then was smashed down, was gone!

"Watch the back!"

Before he could land, he was in mid-air and immediately heard the eager shouts of his companions behind him.

"Oops!"

The experience accumulated over the years of fighting allowed this martial artist to almost instinctively mobilize the martial qi in his body, trying to let these martial qi wrap his whole body, and then resist Yang Ning's blow.

"As I said, you're too slow. ”

As the voice sounded, the warrior felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if it had been torn apart by a hole.

Slowly lowering his head, when he saw a blue qi sword sticking out of his chest, his face was full of disbelief and deep horror!

The consciousness gradually dissipated, and the horror on his face seemed to become eternal, he died, but his death brought deep alarm to those companions!

Spike!

It was killed in seconds!

Looking at Yang Ning, who slowly pulled out the qi sword, at this moment, the faces of the remaining six spirit-level martial artists were extremely ugly.

Although they were shocked and angry, they didn't dare to act rashly, and now they stood in place, guarding against Yang Ning, who might attack at any time.

"I feel that there is not much time left for me to fight, and since you don't move, then I will do it first. ”

Looking at these six spirit-level martial artists indifferently, under the incredible gaze of the other party, the azure blue qi sword slowly disappeared, and at the same time, Yang Ning's tone gradually changed from unruly to vicissitudes.

"After the age of thirty, abandon the shadowless killing, the autumn water gives a red face, and from then on it will not stay in things, everything in heaven and earth can be a tool, and since then it has been cultivated into refinement!"

Yang Ning slowly stretched out his left hand, and a branch scattered on the ground not far away was sucked into his hand with a whoosh.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of the six spirit-level martial artists couldn't help but twitch, obviously, Yang Ning's method really scared them.

"Impossible! This..."

The eyes of the six spirit-level martial artists showed unprecedented horror, but before they could react, they felt that their feet had become difficult, as if there was an invisible gravity pressing down on them.

"It's too weak. The vicissitudes of life came out of Yang Ning's mouth again, but Yang Ning didn't act too out of line, just slowly walked towards the six spirit-level martial artists who were shocked.

"Don't..."

Seeing the branch coming towards his neck, a spirit-level martial artist in front of him immediately showed despair, but in the next second, he could no longer speak.

The other five spirit-level martial artists all saw that there was a thin line like silk on the neck of this companion, after all, it was a martial spirit-level, and they immediately realized that this companion's neck had been cut!

And what left such a thin line was not a peerless divine soldier who sharpened iron like clay, but a branch!

How dare this Nima believe it?

A spirit-level martial artist was actually cut off by a branch, and the incision was like cicada wings, damn it, this guy is so strong?

"Time is running out, it's your turn. Yang Ning's vicissitudes of life sounded as if it came from the sound of hell demons, which made these five spirit-level martial artists change their color in shock, and at the same time, they also frantically strengthened all the martial energy that could be extracted from their bodies in various fatal points.

As if seeing the small movements of these people, Yang Ning shook his head indifferently: "It's useless, dust to dust, dust to dust, soil to earth, where you come from, go back." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand and looked at the afterimage of the branch that left a visible eye in mid-air, these five spirit-level martial artists, how frightened they should be at this moment, how frightened!

"I don't care who you are, but you're too arrogant, your opponent is me!"

At that moment, a voice full of anger rang out.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. Yang Ning's movements couldn't help but pause, and then he threw the branch, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked indifferently at a figure that appeared in the northeast direction.