There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 352

Ning Huan's movement of drawing the sword in the wind and sand was extremely light and graceful, just like Guanyin pulling out willow branches from her clean bottle.

The bone erosion sword trembled slightly in the air, it was slender and green.

Shang Li looked at the sword and said quietly, "Bone erosion?"

The Shenshang sword on Shang Li's waist was still not drawn out.

Ning Huan tilted his head and looked at Shang Li: "Junior, if you don't draw your sword again, maybe you won't even have the chance to draw your sword."

When Ning Huan was in the rivers and lakes, Shang Li was still an ordinary disciple of Huashan.

Of course he is qualified to be called Shang Li junior.

And Shang Li smiled in a low voice: "Senior, I'm afraid I'll kill you if I draw my sword."

Two people, one senior and one junior, echo each other from a distance, but the smell of gunpowder between the words is indeed full.

Ning Huan frowned, then swung his sword horizontally towards Shang Li, and saw a miserable green sword energy instantly condensed in the air, coming towards Shang Li like a wave of light.

A master of the third rank releases his internal strength outward, and can kill people in ten steps.

But there is a hundred steps between Ning Huan and Shangli.

Shang Li looked at the miserable green sword aura, lowered his head and smiled, held the scabbard in his hand to block it, and saw that the miserable green sword aura was blocked by the scabbard in Shang Li's hand, and it split into two halves, moving horizontally to the left and right. Cut out, one piece was submerged in the rolling Yellow River, and disappeared without a trace, while the other piece was cut on a big rock by the river, and the big rock was split into two in an instant.

The incision is smooth as a mirror.

It's just that Shang Li didn't look back.

Ning Huan drew his sword to strike, but Shang Li blocked the attack without even drawing his sword out of its sheath.

Which is higher and which is lower, seems to have been distinguished.

"Take the liberty to remind senior." Shang Li smiled quietly, his gray beard was blown by the wind and sand.

"On the rivers and lakes list, I'm ranked seventh, while the senior is only No.19."

"If I kill you, I should be number seven." Ning Huan said with a smile.

Shang Li was at a loss for words for a moment, feeling that the other party's logic was impeccable.

For those of them who are at the top of the rivers and lakes, how could they not know that their ranking on the rivers and lakes list can basically be regarded as a joke.

Because those people at the top of the Jianghu rankings, in addition to martial arts, their status in the Jianghu is also very important. When necessary, they will even use the method of scoring records to improve their rankings in the Jianghu rankings, so as not to lag behind the big troops .

After all, this is an embarrassing thing to miss.

"Then let's try it." Shang Li said calmly.

Ning Huan stepped out with one step, and his whole body instantly rose and slid in the air. The red clothes fluttered, and others could leap ten or twenty steps in one step, which is already considered inhuman performance, and Ning Huan's one step, But he drifted straight to Shangli, who was a hundred steps away.

This move Feng Xu Yufeng, Rao Shangli, has a slightly moved expression.

Ning Huan came with a sword in hand, he didn't expect to meet Shang Li, the head of Mount Hua, on the bank of the Yellow River, but if he did, he would kill him.

Ning Huan had already considered all kinds of possibilities when he dared to set foot on the Middle Earth. If he could kill Shang Li here, his reputation would be greatly shaken, and the many difficulties that were in front of him would no longer be difficulties.

But Shang Li's expression remained unchanged. Compared with the young man in red with a jade face, Shang Li was an out-and-out old man.

His hair is grizzled, and his face is also somewhat simple. Although his complexion is rosy, it is full of wrinkles.

Facing Ning Huan's sword attack, Shang Li sighed.

With a slight lift of his right thumb, the Shenshang sword was unsheathed an inch.

The killing intent instantly overflowed in all directions, icy cold to the bone.

Ning Huan fell abruptly into the ground in the air, his feet sunk deep into the dry, hard ground. He looked at Shang Li in disbelief: "What kind of sword is this?"

"This is my sword." Shang Li said quietly: "As I said, I am afraid that if I draw the sword, I will kill Senior."

Ning Huan once took this sentence as a joke.

But at this moment, Ning Huan couldn't laugh anymore.

Because he is one of the few masters in this world, he knew and was sure how terrifying the sword that Shang Li hid in its sheath was.

He wasn't sure he'd survive after seeing the sword.

"But why didn't you strike me with your sword?" After landing, Ning Huan didn't stop, he still walked towards Shang Li leisurely.

Experts fight, life and death are on the line, although Ning Huan can slash a sword energy that can still kill a hundred steps away, but after Shang Li lightly breaks it, Ning Huan is sure that this is an opponent that must be treated with caution .

Within five steps, it was a life-and-death battle, but Ning Huan still chose to go with a sword, which meant that he had absolute confidence in facing Shang Li at this time.

But Shang Li stopped Ning Huan abruptly with his unsheathed sword.

But Ning Huan is still approaching.

Step by step approaching, the two were separated by twenty steps, and Ning Huan walked five steps in an instant.

So there is still a difference of fifteen steps.

Ning Huan was still holding the miserable green bone sword in his hand, and the young man's red clothes fluttered in the wind and sand.

"Because I have a reason why I don't want to make this sword." Shang Li said indifferently: "This sword is called Canshang Lihe, and Canshang will never be seen again. Like Yin and Yang, this sword is the sword of life and death."

Ning Huan continued to move forward, but finally stopped ten steps in front of Shang Li.

At this point, the two could see each other's face clearly.

Instead of sensing the opponent's air mechanism remotely to lock on.

"So you will die if you say this sword?" Ning Huan sneered.

"It will be Your Excellency who will die first." Shang Li looked at Ning Huan's youthful face, his expression did not show any surprise, he just frowned: "Forcibly lock the secrets, change your fate against the sky, such a martial arts Your Excellency Dare to practice?"

"The purpose of learning martial arts is to dominate the world. Fifty years in the world are like dreams and illusions. Once you die, it will be like a dream. Is it a pity that you can't see the prosperity and beauty of this world?" Ning Huan smiled calmly: "I remember correctly. , Ning Huaiyuan is your disciple?"

"I don't have such a rebellious disciple." Shang Li said quietly.

"He is dead." Ning Huan continued.

"I gave the order to hunt them down," Shang Li said.

"But the person who killed him in the end was not Huashan's disciple." Ning Huan said.

The two were only ten steps apart at this time.

The bone erosion sword was in Ning Huan's hands, but Shang Li's sword was still not out of its sheath.

The reason why Ning Huan stopped ten steps away was because he had already realized that if he took another step forward, Shang Li's Shenshang sword would be unsheathed.

He will see the recruiting and business clutching.

Ning Huan didn't really want to see him.

Of course, Shang Li had heard Yue Pingshan's account of how Ning Huaiyuan was killed, even if it was only some broken fragments. Hearing Ning Huan's words, Shang Li frowned: "I just want him to die."

"He is my disciple." Ning Huan said with a chuckle, "The one I have the most high hopes for."

"I didn't know that he would go to Mount Hua. If I had known, he might not have died."

"However, since he is dead, I will also kill a Huashan disciple to be buried with him."

"Of course, it will be the most outstanding one."

Ning Huan looked at Shang Li's face.

"How about Shang Jiuge?"

(End of this chapter)