Chapter 225

Ten miles away from the outskirts of the city, there is a land of mountains and rocks, and there are no people. Occasionally, birds and beasts are wandering in the mountains and forests.

Wo~Wo~! However, listening to the harsh sound of breaking the air from the sky, a strong momentum swept the ten-mile radius in an instant. The birds and beasts in the mountain forest were shocked. The birds flapped their wings and flew around. The beasts on the ground were shocked one after another, ran away and disappeared in the woodland.

Above the sky, the two figures looked at each other, and a sword rushing to the sky went straight to the sky, which was extremely fierce. The clouds above were instantly shaken away by the sword, and the power was huge.

Nie Yun's face was calm, and his whole body breath was restrained. He stood high in the sky. Under the other party's shocking sword spirit, he was calm. He praised slightly in his heart. The other party's perception on the swordsmanship was absolutely extraordinary, and the artistic conception of the sword was extremely fierce. This sword spirit alone was not to be underestimated.

"Brother Nie, although your strength and I are different, I won't show mercy. Take out your strength! Otherwise, you will be defeated miserably. Mao Wenren is arrogant at this moment, the sword in his heart is soaring, and the temperament of the king of the sword can be seen at a glance.

"This sentence is for you!" Nie Yun smiled indifferently, and a galloping momentum like a roaring sea surged out. The power of 300,000 stars in his body gushed out crazily, and the vast star power surged all over Nie Yun's body in an instant, exuding a thick and unparalleled breath, as stable as Mount Tai!

The two momentum are competing against each other, and the momentum is amazing. These two powerful momentum can be felt dozens of miles away. The Tianwai City, which is ten miles away, is naturally shocked. Countless strong men have left one after another and rushed to the two breaths, but they are in a hurry to watch a good play.

Mao Wen's heart was suddenly shocked. Only then did he find that Nie Yun's momentum was not weaker than him at all. Then he put away a trace of care in his heart, and his eyes changed a little.

Mao Wenren did not know that Nie Yun did not burst out all his momentum at all, otherwise the breath of his star level was not comparable to Mao Wenren's momentum.

"Brother Nie, it seems that you are underestimated. Answer!" Mao Wenren smiled and said, but his voice had disappeared. When it reappeared, he appeared behind Nie Yun like a teleportation. With a wave of his finger, he drew a substantial sword spirit, with a fierce sword, he brazenly splitting the momentum around Nie Yun, and the sword light went straight to Nie Yun's chest.

Nie Yun's eyes moved and flashed a fine light. He clearly felt the amazing sword spirit blowing. He slowly stretched out his big hand to cover the sky, but he pinched the sword spirit in an instant, and the palm of his hand was fiercely grasping, directly dispersing the essence of the sword spirit.

In an instant, an amazing sword spirit invaded Nie Yun's body, like a surging river, pouring into the sea, hitting the yellow dragon, and quickly invading Nie Yun's Dantian star soul, trying to destroy Nie Yun's star soul will, but it was a moth rushing into the fire and self-destructing. As soon as it entered the Dantian star soul, it was swallowed by the fusion of artistic conception. One empty.

There is no denying that this Mao Wenren's sword meaning is very amazing. If it is an ordinary star level, I'm afraid it can't even bear this sword intention, but it is only for ordinary people. If you want to deprive Nie Yun's will with the power of artistic conception, it is definitely impossible to do without the strength of the star master level.

"Hss~! What a strange artistic conception, it actually devoured my sword. Mao Wen was shocked. Since his debut, this is the first time that he has been deciphered by the power of artistic conception. Such an opponent should not be underestimated.

"A sword is not good, so what about a hundred and a thousand!"

Mao Wenren shouted softly, and a stronger sword spirit broke out in his body. It seemed that he was doing his best. The two fingers of the middle finger of the index finger merged and waved in bursts, emitting the shocking sword spirit of Taoism, forming a sword net and pounced on Nie Yun.

Nie Yun's eyes were cold, his pupils contracted slightly, his hands waved, and the star power surged. Two dark devouring swords appeared on the palm of his hand. As soon as the two swords came out, a burst of flying dance, brazenly splitting the amazing sword spirit.

Nie Yun devours the long sword of star power, which is extremely solid and has a devouring effect. It is even more powerful than Mao Wenren's real sword spirit. It is easy to split the other party's sword spirit.

Nie Yun's hand shocked Mao Wenren again. His sword spirit turned into substance, rather than ordinary star power, which included his own sword meaning in it. It can be said that it is extremely powerful, but it was easily split by the other party's long sword condensed by star power. This is simply appalling. Mao Wenren is not at this moment. It is often shocking the degree of condensation of Nie Yun's star power.

At this time, in the courtyard of the Mao family in Tianwai City, which is ten miles away, Mao Tianxiang, the head of the Mao family, was originally meditating on the soul realm, but he felt a sword spirit in the distance. The familiar sword spirit Mao Tianxiang was naturally clear, and he instantly knew in his heart that it was the sword spirit emitted by his youngest son.

And another momentum Mao Tianxiang naturally felt it, which is also the breath of the star level.

"Who on earth can make Wen Ren do his best?" Mao Tianxiang said in surprise that he naturally knew the strength of his youngest son. Within the star level, he was almost invincible. Even if it was an ordinary star level, he could fight for a while, which made him very curious about which genius could make his youngest son do his best.

At this moment, the star warriors in Tianwai City were almost shocked by the two entangled breaths outside the city. Some star warriors who were familiar with Tianwai City immediately judged from that sword meaning that one of them must be the second young master of the Mao family, Mao Wenren.

I heard that someone could fight with the genius second young master of the Mao family, which surprised many star warriors. They rushed ten miles away from the suburbs one by one and witnessed the battle in front of them.

"Hss~! Who is that girl? Unexpectedly, he can not fall behind under the attack of Master Mao. His strength is really strong. A strong man said in surprise, but he regarded Nie Yun as a girl!

It's no wonder that this strong man misunderstood. When he was watching the battle a few miles away, he naturally couldn't see it clearly. That's why Nie Yun was regarded as a girl.

"It's more than strong. It's simply unheard of. If you feel it carefully, the girl is only the sixth level of the star, but in the face of Master Mao, who is in the ninth level of the star, he does not show his defeat at all. He even has the upper hand. It can be seen that Master Mao was originally a genius and is invincible in the star level, and the girl is the star. The sixth level, if it is the ninth level of the star together with Master Mao, I'm afraid Master Mao will be defeated early. However, an old man sighed with a full face. Looking at his breath, he was also a strong man of the ninth level of the Star, but he saw the changes.

"How can you never hear of such a genius? I don't know what the teacher is."

When everyone heard the words, they were extremely impressed, and many people showed their admiration, staring at Nie Yun, who was fighting in the sky.

At this time, Nie Yun knew that he was not only misunderstood as a woman, but also thought by a group of people. **, Nie Yun is afraid that he will run away directly, and he can't kill him.

"Puff~!" But when he heard a muffled smile, everyone looked at the sound, but saw a cute fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl covering her little mouth desperately. She seemed to have a stomachache with a smile. Her whole body bent, and her little face turned red.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ~ I'm laughing to death. That little white face is actually regarded as a woman by you. Haha ~ It's really funny to death. I can't laugh any more. I can't stand it." Mao Wanrong finally couldn't help laughing. There was no image of a lady. It was a cramp in her smiling little face.

As soon as everyone was stunned, they understood the meaning of Mao Wanrong's words in an instant. Their faces became strange and looked at the two people fighting in the air one after another. After careful examination, they found that Nie Yunfei was a real man!

"I'm clumsy, my eyes are clumsy, my eyes are dizzy, thank you for reminding me." The old man said with a wry smile that he regarded a man as a woman, which was probably the first time he had been born.

"What a little girl, I'm not young, hum!" Mao Wanrong looked at the old man dissatisfiedly and pouted her little mouth and said, "What is this expression if it's not a little girl?"

"The girl looks a little familiar. Have I seen her somewhere?" The old man smiled and didn't care about Mao Wanrong's words, but he looked at Mao Wanrong, but he felt a little familiar.

"Senior, she is the third lady of the Mao family, Mao Wanrong." One person in the crowd reminded.

The old man understood in an instant, with the original look on his face. He smiled and stopped talking. He put his eyes on the battle in the sky. He has been immersed in the ninth level of the star for many years and has not been able to break through the star level. Now he can see such a wonderful battle with his own eyes, which has benefited the old man a lot.

A few miles away in the sky, the sword spirit is vertical and the momentum is surging. The two powerful momentum collide fiercely, setting off a strong airflow. The dead leaves around the blowing are flying all over the sky. Occasionally, the sword spirit shoots down the mountain wall and blows up a big hole. It can be seen how amazing the power of such sword spirit is.

In the face of Mao Wenren's stormy attack, Nie Yun is indeed like duckweed in the sea, ups and downs, but never sinks. The breath begins to move, and the wind does not fall at all.

Rumble~!

With a hard touch, the two figures were shaken away by the anti-shock force one after another, but they saw a burst of blood floating on Mao Wenren's face, but it soon returned to normal, which was not a big problem.

However, Nie Yun's throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, and Zhang Kuang spewed out a blood fog. Under the hard touch, Nie Yun was not as good as the other party. He was shocked and injured his internal organs, but he completely recovered in just a few breaths. Nie Yun's current resilience is not joking. If he can't hit him, he will be on the verge of death. No matter how serious the injury is, Nie Yun can recover in just a few breaths.

However, he saw Mao Wenren's solemn face. After fighting head-on with Nie Yun, he found that Nie Yun was not simple. He could not only ignore his sword, but also see through all his movements. The previous fierce attack was like rain, but he could not hurt the other party's hair. If it hadn't touched it hard and even hurt. It's difficult for each other.

Even so, Mao Wenren's face is still solemn. He can feel from Nie Yun's always calm breath that although Nie Yun was shocked and spit blood, it was not a big deal. The breath is still the same as before, which is incredible!