Ning Qufeng frowned and pondered.

In fact, he didn't want to see Ning Lan die at Ning Jue's hands. Although Ning Lan's star soul level is extremely low, his performance in the martial arts strength test is extremely excellent and may not be unable to make any achievements in the future. It would be a pity if such a young child died so young.

But according to the rules of the Martial Arts Conference, as the patriarch, he was not good at breaking the rules and forcibly preventing the two from competing. After all, Ning Lan and Ning Jue were fighting voluntarily.

After thinking about it, he spoke out, "Ning Jue, Ning Lan, you two should pay attention to the right measure in your hands during the competition and click until you click."

Ning Jue sneered and looked up and said, "Don't worry, patriarch, I won't take the life of this bastard."

"Start quickly. There are so many adults from Jiangbei City on the field, waiting to watch." Ning Huai waved his hand and urged.

Ning Chongyun turned his eyes to the two of them and said expressionlessly: "Since you two are competing on their own, let's start."

Whoosh!

As soon as Ning Chongyun finished speaking, Ning Jue flashed the silver sword in his hand and waved it towards Ning Lan.

His long silver sword is called the water cutter, and it is also a sharp weapon-level martial art. It is extremely sharp and valuable.

The water-breaking knife left a silver light in the space, and the blade rushed straight to Ning Lan's chest. As the blade slashed out, a sharp sound of breaking through the air suddenly came out.

This sword is powerful.

In the martial arts field, eyes were staring at the two of them, and a large number of members of the Ning family were staring at the sword.

Although Ning Jue did not use the power of the star soul, his power was still terrifying with his cultivation level of the seventh level of martial arts.

In the eyes of the Ning family, it is unlikely that Ning Lan could be able to stop this sword. Even if Ning Lan used the power of the star soul without star rings, it would be difficult to resist. Therefore, after one sword, Ning Lan was afraid of being either dead or injured.

Ning Huashan frowned and looked down with a worried expression. He had tried his best to dissuade the two of them from fighting, but Ning Lan did not accept it. At this time, as he was, he could not directly stop Ning Jue. I just hope that Ning Lan could use his own strength to block this knife.

Looking at the silver blade coming towards him, Ning Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, and the jasper sword in his hand tightened.

To be honest, he was inevitably a little nervous. He didn't have much practical experience. The last fierce battle was a month ago when he hunted the broad-backed stone bear in Gushu Mountain. At that time, he was only in the third level of martial arts realm.

He was confident in the three styles of fallen leaves improved by Qin Xuan, but after all, it was the first time he fought with a warrior at the seventh level of martial arts realm, so it was normal to be a little nervous.

"What, are you scared to death? Did you even forget to resist?" Ning Jue sneered and sarcastically, the blade in his hand did not slow down at all, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Lan circulated the energy in his body and slashed it out with a sword.

Sword-cutting style!

The first sword-cutting technique of the three fallen leaves is quickly used. The dark green sword light is like a dragon flying out, accurately hitting the silver sword light.

puff!

When the two weapons touched, a muffled sound came out.

The two halos opened at once, and the silver sword light suddenly darkened, while the dark green sword light was still eye-catching.

The warriors with strong eyesight on the field can also see that some dark green sword light break through the blockade of the silver sword light and attack Ning Jue's body.

"How is that possible?" Ning Jue glared at his eyes and spoke in surprise.

When Ning Lan took action, he only felt a powerful force pressing against him. This power was so strong that it seemed not inferior to him, a martial artist at the seventh level of martial arts realm. Before he could think about it, he felt that the sword and martial arts he used were defeated, and then some sword light swept over.

In shock, he quickly twisted his body and waved the water-breaking sword in front of him to resist.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Ning Jue's body retreated seven or eight steps in a row before he could barely stabilize.
Chapter completed!