I haven't seen each other for a short week with Han Zheng. Even if I learn the Laoshan Taoism that has a special effect on demons, Yan Ning can still feel the absolute pressure from Han Zheng.

Although this pressure is not as good as the Dragon King Aoyuan, it is not much worse than the Dragon Dragon Black Armor. If Han Zheng makes every effort to fight against the Black Armor, Yan Ning really can't say who wins and who loses!

"Don't bully the young man is poor!"

Yan Ning let out a low shout from his throat, then the veins of his hands burst out, and a terrifying force was transmitted to the Kunwu sword in his hand, and it actually pushed Han Zheng and the giant sword under his feet away!

Han Zheng was slightly surprised, but there was no sign of his face. He could resist his giant sword, which just means that ordinary attacks would not work for Yan Ning, and it may not mean that Yan Ning was enough to defeat him.

Yan Ning pushed Han Zheng away, without any hesitation, so he soared into the air and said loudly:

"The sky thunder is faint, the land mines are combined in shape. A divine thunder fires, the water thunder combines the army. A thunder is combined in shape, calming the universe, killing and destroying the body. Hurry up and as the law commands!"

A magic spell formed on the sword blade of Kunwu Sword in an instant. Yan Ning slashed at Han Zheng fiercely. Han Zheng smiled disdainfully: "Who in the world can be my Han Zheng's opponent? In just one week, it is already commendable that you have the courage to challenge me again, but if you feel that you can defeat me, it must be a dream!"

Han Zheng was not afraid at all, and walked up to Kunwu sword. Hundreds of flying swords were hovering beside Han Zheng, as dense as a sword rain.

"Slay! Demon! Curse!"

Yan Ning came outside the sword and shield, and the ghost energy was lingering on Kunwu's sword, and a black light flashed by, and Han Zheng's face suddenly changed!

Half of the flying swords that protected Han Zheng lost control at this moment, paused in the air, and were particularly conspicuous among the flying swords flowing. A crisp sound of breaking sounded in everyone's ears, and then all the flying swords that were pausing in the air broke in half, turning into broken copper and iron and falling from the air!

"This... how is this possible!" Han Zheng was so scared that he was scattered.

Of course, the magic sword cannot have such power. The reason why Yan Ning was able to cut off these flying swords was entirely because of the Kunwu sword, but it was also thanks to the magic sword that broke the defense on the flying sword. Otherwise, the Kunwu sword alone would not have been able to achieve this effect.

This result was also far beyond Yan Ning's expectations. He stood with a sword and said with a smile: "Dwarf Han, have you seen it clearly? Who is the king of the sword? Your precious flying sword, which is as precious as a treasure, is just a pile of broken copper and iron in front of Kunwu!"

Han Zheng's face turned blue and white, but soon, all his anger and unwillingness turned into greed. His eyes were staring at Kunwu Sword, and there was no shadow of Yan Ning in his eyes: "I was wrong, haha! I was wrong! I thought that in the sword path, there were no more essences, but many were rubbish iron. If I could get Kunwu, I would definitely be able to go to the next level!"

"If you want Kunwu Sword, kill me and take it yourself." Yan Ning said lightly.

"I won't kill you, I will let you watch your baby be taken away!"

Han Zheng laughed, but Yan Ning's expression changed. After the conversation between the two, Yan Ning clearly felt that Han Zheng's momentum had changed. In the past, Han Zheng's momentum was as majestic as the sea, but now his momentum has become introverted and sharp, as if he concentrated all the momentum at one point and turned into a sword...

Yan Ning had to admit that Han Zheng was really an out of reach in the sword path.

Han Zheng put away his smile and attacked in the next second. He abandoned all the flying swords in the sky and took only the giant sword under his feet. The giant sword quickly contracted and was held in Han Zheng's hand. Then, an attack like a storm attacked Yan Ning!

Yan Ning's eyelids twitched wildly, Han Zheng's sword was extremely tricky. Yan Ning was unable to fight back when facing his attack and could only retreat as a defender. Han Zheng knew that Yan Ning was at a disadvantage, so he became more and more brave and aggressive as he fought!

This is the sword path! There are no dead corners and you will not be able to live!

In just a moment, countless wounds appeared on Yan Ning's body. Yan Ning turned into a bloody man and was exhausted from dealing with it, but Han Zheng was in high spirits.

"You can't continue like this!"

Yan Ning gritted his teeth, put away Kunwu's sword, and rushed forward, directly knocking Han Zheng to the ground!

The sword is a medium-long weapon, neither long nor short. Although Han Zheng is a master of swordsmanship, he cannot move at all when he is suppressed by Yan Ning. The worst thing is that Han Zheng is a small dwarf, while Yan Ning is a 1.8-meter-eight-meter-old man. For Han Zheng, Yan Ning is a giant. Such a giant almost squeezed out the breakfast Han Zheng had yesterday.

"Yan Ning! What kind of move do you think of!" Han Zheng said angrily, "If you are a man, just fight with me!"

Yan Ning cursed: "You think I'm stupid! You know you can't beat you and still stand there and ask you to cut it?"

After Yan Ning said that, he slapped Han Zheng's wrist holding the giant sword with one hand. Han Zheng felt pain and immediately let go. The two of them rolled on the ground like market hooligans. Whoever gained the upper hand would beat him up.

Yan Ning rode on Han Zheng and slapped them without hesitation, making Han Zheng scream. Han Zheng turned over and punched Yan Ning several times, making Yan Ning spit blood.

Yan Ning, who was pressed down on his head, saw the opportunity, suddenly bent his knees and hit Han Zheng's dick hard. Han Zheng's face turned pale and he was weak in covering the middle part. Yan Ning once again had the upper hand.

"Shameless!"

Han Zheng knew that his physique was weak and such a battle was a waste of time, so he silently recited the Taoist proof, and the flying sword that had originally dropped on the ground rose into the air again, forming a terrifying sword formation, rushing towards Yan Ning!

Yan Ning felt a chill on his back. When he looked back, he was so scared that Han Zheng actually used the Ten Thousand Sword Technique to attack him. You must know that Han Zheng himself was also within the attack range. If Yan Ning did not dodge, both of them would probably be seriously injured.

In desperation, Yan Ning glanced at Fatty Du and the other two and found that they were at the upper hand. Yan Ning gritted his teeth and simply died with Han Zheng. So he hugged Han Zheng tightly with both hands to prevent Han Zheng from breaking free.

Han Zheng was even more scared and turned pale: "You want to die? You actually want to die with me!"

"You should die together if you show mercy, you can choose for yourself!" Yan Ning raised a confident smile on his lips.

Han Zheng wanted to cut Yan Ning into pieces, but if he did this, he would probably not have any good ending. So Han Zheng glared at Yan Ning with resentment and stopped Wan Jian Art in time.

The chilling feeling on his back finally disappeared. Before Yan Ning could take a breath, a crisp sound came from behind him!
Chapter completed!