There's something wrong with this assassin

Chapter 353 I know a lot

Shang Li looked at Ning Huan's face, his expression changed slightly.

Not angry, but dignified.

"Have you guessed why I came to stop you?"

Ning Huan smiled: "Why, reluctant?"

"She is the most accomplished swordsman in Huashan in the past hundred years, and she is the one who can create a new swordsmanship for future generations." Shang Li looked at Ning Huan: "Of course I don't want to part with it."

"If you have a weakness, you will be weak." Ning Huan laughed.

He stabbed straight at Shang Li with the Bone Erosion Sword, seemingly light and trembling slightly, but at that moment, Shang Li's eyes suddenly shrank.

Shenshang sword out, block, dismantle move.

The swords in the hands of the two clashed hundreds of times in the air in almost an instant. The air was full of clashing sparks, and the clear sound of golden bones clashing together. Only those with the most keen ears could detect the countless A hundred times of clashes became one sound.

However, Shang Li didn't resort to participating in Shang Lihe, seeking a chance to fight Ning Huan for life and death.

the reason is simple.

Ning Huan mentioned Shang Jiuge, and said that if he survived this battle, he would definitely kill Shang Jiuge.

The battle between masters is not only about martial arts, but also every word is a confrontation.

In this confrontation, Shangli lost.

Because Shang Li exposed his weakness.

With a flash of sword light, the two separated.

Ning Huan tilted his head and rubbed his neck. He obviously looked like a young man, but his eyes were cold like the most sinister snake.

"Good sword." Ning Huan gently praised.

Shang Li looked at the other party with a serious expression.

In the confrontation just now, Shang Li had already tried his best, and he could finally come to the conclusion that Ning Huan's swordsmanship was higher than everyone imagined.

The bone erosion sword he held in his hand was not because it was sharp and powerful enough, but because only this sword could match his swordsmanship.

"Thank you." Shang Li said solemnly.

"Do you still feel that you can kill me?" Ning Huan continued.

With a smile.

"I know more than swords." Ning Huan continued, "But you only know swords."

"The way to practice martial arts is to be single-minded." Shang Li responded coldly: "If you are miscellaneous but not skilled, you will lose."

Ning Huan laughed loudly: "What if I am miscellaneous and sophisticated?"

Saying this, Ning Huan quietly let go of the bone erosion sword in his hand, and let the bone erosion sword fall lightly. The soil under his feet was like tofu. After the sword, he continued to step forward, and with a palm, he came towards Shangli with the momentum of wind and thunder.

Shang Li sighed and could only draw his sword to meet again.

In the previous probing confrontation, the two of them were facing each other with their swords in their hands.

But this time, Ning Huan cut into the battle with only a pair of fleshy palms, and he didn't have any protective props such as gloves and gloves on his palms. The most flexible weapon in the world.

The two fought beyond a hundred moves, Ning Huan smiled slightly, stretched his arms, and went towards Shang Li with a mighty force. Shang Li had already been engrossed in it. The moment he used the opponent's hands to attack, he pointed directly at the opponent's throat.

Shang Li actually chose to trade injuries for injuries.

Ning Huan narrowed his eyes and smiled, chose to abandon the move and stretched out his hand. At the moment Shang Li's sword edge came in front of him, he stretched out his finger and flicked the blade of the sword. Shang Li felt that the blade of the sword was hit by a heavy hammer. Trembling unceasingly, difficult to control, only luck, Fang Kankan stabilized the sword edge, and the two of them swung to both sides again following the force of the bullet.

Ning Huan's expression was still calm and composed: "Master Shang, are you convinced this time?"

This is the first time that Ning Huan calls Shang Li the head.

On the one hand, it recognized the strength of Shangli.

But on the other hand, it is also a mockery of Shangli.

Ning Huan first used his sword, then his fists, and he was able to fight Shang Li on an equal footing. Shang Li said that Ning Huan was miscellaneous but not skilled, so Ning Huan hit Shang Li in the face with practical actions.

"I have practiced martial arts so far, and I have three out of seventy." Ning Huan then said calmly: "In the world of martial arts, everything I see in my eyes has entered the room, and I can be called a master."

"It's just that I have always lived in seclusion in the mountains and Gobi, and outsiders don't know about it."

For a while, Shang Li couldn't find the words to respond to the other party.

Because Ning Huan's strength is indeed higher than the Central Plains people imagined.

"What you are practicing is the Great Compassion Fu?" Shang Li asked instead.

"What I am practicing now is the Great Compassion Fu." Ning Huan nodded and admitted.

The yin and yang of heaven and earth signify great compassion.

This is almost the most profound and terrifying martial art that has been handed down in the world, just like what Ning Huan said before, he knows so many martial arts, and almost no one in the world can surpass him.

But in the end, Ning Huan still chose to cultivate the Yin-Yang Great Compassion Fu.

It is because this martial art is strong enough.

"I heard that the Great Compassion Fu is the undisclosed secret of the leader of Luojiao." Shang Li continued.

"That's why I joined Luojiao." Ning Huan said simply.

Shang Li looked at Ning Huan and sighed.

When Ning Huan joined Luojiao, it seems to have become a very long time ago.

But there are some things that can be confirmed, that is, Ning Huan was originally from the Middle Earth, and his martial arts were extremely high, and his reputation was great, but in the end he chose to abandon the light and turn to the dark, and chose to join the Luojiao, and made his way to success in the Luojiao. He became the Supreme Elder of Luojiao, and even had his own separate palace and power.

For a person from the rivers and lakes, being able to climb up to Ning Huan's status and power is almost the limit of normal human beings.

"So the leader of Luojiao at that time gave you the gift of great compassion?" Shang Li asked.

"Yes." Ning Huan nodded and said, "He used to think that I couldn't practice it. In fact, many Luojiao leaders failed to practice this martial art in the end."

"But unfortunately, I'm stronger than he thought."

"So?" Shang Li asked quietly.

The man's expression was stern, and the hand holding the sword became more stable.

During the conversation between Cai Cai and Ning Huan, Shang Li had actually made his own decision.

"So I spent 24 years practicing this martial art." Ning Huan said lightly: "At first, my progress was faster than anyone else, surpassing all the people who practiced this martial art. The more advanced I was, the more difficult it was for me to break through the bottleneck ahead, so in the end, I chose to cultivate a cauldron."

"You may not know him, but it doesn't matter."

"Her name is Ningxia."

"I am going to the Central Plains to bring this villain back."

"That's all."

Ning Huan looked at Shang Li's face: "I won't do anything to Shang Jiuge."

"You can let me go."

PS: I recommend a book, "I Don't Be an Onmyoji anymore" by the third magician, which tells a series of wonderful stories about an ordinary young man Guan Junyan crossing the neon lights and becoming the head of the Onmyoji family without inheriting the memory.

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