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Forty-six, the fate of this world is exhausted

Qiao Ning was slightly stunned. His martial arts had reached the point where he had never been before and had no future. Even if the three elders of Xiaoyao were resurrected and the four great masters of Tianlong came, no one could resist him.

For example, the three most powerful martial arts people today are him, Qiao Feng, and Xiao Yuanshan. Jiumozhi is no longer his and Qiao Feng's opponent. As for the sweeping monk, such an outlier, Qiao Ning thought he was not as good as his opponent.

But this swordsman in blue is so skillful that he almost exceeds the upper limit of this world. Even compared with Qiao Ning, he is not inferior. How can he not be surprised?

Qiao Ning slashed seven flame swords, and then slapped the slash. A sharp sword force turned into a rainbow power, twisting and wishing, slashing towards this mysterious enemy.

This flame sword is based on Xuanhao's magic palm. After the flame sword technique he improved with the Six-Meridian Divine Sword method as the branches and the Baihong palm power as the application method, it is integrated. Not only is the sword force fierce, several times more than the original flame sword, but the condensation of the sword force also exceeds the original flame sword. It also uses the Baihong palm power method. The twists and turns of the use are no one in the world that can be cracked.

The swordsman in green landed gently, and the sword in his palm circled, and a force of nothingness suddenly emerged. Qiao Ning's earth-shaking flame sword was dissolved by the potential force on the sword. Qiao Ning urged the sword force three times, but he could not break through the sword circle.

He was slightly surprised, but unexpectedly the other party also screamed in surprise. Qiao Ning then realized that the man was wearing a human, skin and mask. He looked like a middle-aged man with a not-stunning appearance, but in fact he was a woman disguised and was also a very young woman.

Qiao Ning was slightly stunned and thought to himself: "Why does this woman's voice sound so familiar?"

Qiao Ning hugged her hands and instantly exerted six or seven palm strengths, either masculine, soft, feminine, and different ingeniousness.

He found that he could not defeat his opponent quickly, so he changed his mind and wanted to test out his opponent's martial arts flaws.

The swordsman in blue shifted his sword and immediately used an extremely exquisite sword technique, fighting with Qiao Ning.

Jiao Jiao, Ruan Xingzhu, Dao Baifeng, Ye Erniang and others were shocked when they saw the fight here, but they all received Qiao Ning's teachings on weekdays. When they encountered such a thing, they were not panicked, and no one came to rescue Qiao Ning. Qiao Ning had said many times that if I could not resist the opponent, you came to save me, and you would just give the other party a chance to capture you alive and threaten me. Instead, they immediately summoned the nearby Xuanming messenger to protect the children and retreat quietly.

In just half a stick of incense, several ladies hid out with their children, and replaced them with the Xuanming messengers trained by Qiao Ning. These Xuanming messengers were all practicing Xuanming divine palms, with excellent martial arts skills and the level of first-class experts, with a total of more than 700 people, so Qiao Ning was never afraid of being assassinated by enemies with high martial arts skills.

This time, it was unexpectedly unexpected. The Qingyi Swordsman actually hid the nearby Xuanming Messenger, otherwise this would not have happened.

Qiao Ning and the Qingyi Swordsman had fought for forty or fifty moves in an instant. With his powerful internal strength and unparalleled tricks, he had gradually gained the upper hand. He had already judged that although the martial arts of this Qingyi Swordsman was very powerful, he was not as good as that of the Tianlong World. However, the swordsman she used was definitely not the swordsman in this world. With this swordsman, Qiao Ning was quite tricky.

Qiao Ning clapped three palms in a row, layer by layer, forcing the swordsman in green to open, then exhaled and shouted: "This girl, I don't seem to have any grudges with you, why do you assassinate me?"

Qiao Ning shouted a long time and shook the whole world. Although he wanted to stop, he deliberately set a trap at this moment. If the other party thought he really wanted to stop and was a little careless, Qiao Ning would not be afraid to kill this person. But if the other party insisted on assassinating him, after he forced this person to drive away, he would join his subordinate Xuanming envoy to siege his fucking.

Although Qiao Ning has powerful martial arts, she does not have much martial arts spirit. In fact, most of the so-called martial arts spirits are deceiving people who have muscles in their minds and have a pure idiot loop in their minds. Ordinary people will doubt it. This thing is not right. Those who are a little smarter will not take it seriously.

The Qingyi swordsman was superimposed by Qiao Ning's three palms and kept retreating. She retreated more than ten feet away. She suddenly let out a clear roar and did not hit him again, but escaped directly. Although the Xuanming envoy under Qiao Ning had already rushed to the nearest, these Xuanming envoys were very powerful in martial arts, but their light skills were just average. The Qingyi swordsman's light skills were the best in the world. I was afraid that they were stronger than Yun Zhonghe of the four evil people and Batian Stone in Dali. These Xuanming envoys were swayed gently by her and avoided them one by one and fled far away.

Qiao Ning only took a look and knew that unless he chased after him, his Xuanming messenger would not be able to catch up with this person. He shouted with angrily: "Let her go! No need to continue chasing him."

Qiao Ning looked at the figure who was escaping from afar. The tall and graceful figure of the swordsman in green made him look more and more familiar. Just after the person disappeared from his sight, Qiao Ning suddenly shook and remembered a few things that he thought he had forgotten long ago.

"Isn't she Ren Yingying? How could she have arrived in this world? The martial arts she used just now seemed to be from the Xiaoyao Sect, but I have never seen this sword technique before, and I haven't recognized it for a while."

Qiao Ning thought about it carefully for a while and suddenly remembered Li Qiushui. Then he suddenly realized that Li Qiushui looked a little similar to Ren Yingying, but the two were quite different in age, their dresses were also different, and their temperaments were also very different, which made him not think much about it.

But this swordsman in green had too many similarities with Ren Yingying, which made Qiao Ning think of it all at once. He thought of Ren Yingying, and it seemed that a gate broke through in his mind. Many memories flowed out, releasing all the memories of his previous life.

Qiao Ning and others did not expect that he would encounter such a thing and stayed up for a while. After a long time, they digested these sudden memories.

His four wives, until the fight just now, suffered internal injuries and surrounded him. If they had not known that they could not move around, they would have called several imperial physicians trained by the Xiaoyao Sect to take their pulse.

When Qiao Ning opened his eyes, he glanced at the wives and suddenly smiled slightly, but no one could understand what he thought in his heart.
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