Under his aura, the Ning Clan disciples' killing intent dissipated. Their faces turned pale, and they could not help but retreat.
Ning Jinsheng shouted, "Don't be afraid! This brat is only a four-star Thousand Realms Whirling expert. Killing him can at least be considered as avenging our Ning Clan. Even if we go down to meet our ancestors, we'll still have face! "
"Is that so?"
Yang Qingxuan sneered. With a light flick of his halberd, he directly charged forward.
The Seven Styles of Sky Slash was executed. The halberd light was like a cold moon that surged out without any emotion. It was as cold as the universe.
"Boom!"
A battle saber appeared in Ning Jinsheng's hand. When it collided with the halberd, the web between his thumb and forefinger split open. He was forced to retreat as he said in shock, "You …"
Rings of light flashed on his arm. There were a total of seven rings.
These were the seven Extreme Divine Emblems. They formed a sequence that continuously provided energy to his body.
Under the effect of these seven Divine Emblems, his cultivation base, which was originally at the peak of the Three Star Thousand Realms Whirling stage, suddenly jumped to the peak of the Five Star Thousand Realms Whirling stage.
However, when they exchanged blows, he was directly suppressed by Yang Qingxuan.
He could not help but feel shocked and dazed.
Although Yang Qingxuan was extremely famous in the outside world, and all kinds of unbelievable battle information spread in the Mu Hai Sea, Ning Jinsheng had heard a lot of it. However, he had only treated it as news.
Now that they were exchanging blows, they truly understood what was going on.
Under Ning Jinsheng's encouragement, the other experts of the Ning Clan gritted their teeth and charged forward, wanting to fight to the death with Yang Qingxuan.
Hong Gu and the others were about to step forward, but they were stopped by Onishi. "This is his own matter. Let him deal with it himself."
"Good, good. Show me your courage and strength. Let me see how much backbone the trash of the Ning Clan still has!"
Yang Qingxuan sneered. The killing intent in his eyes disappeared. He used a strange footwork and shuttled through the crowd. His halberd swayed like a dragon, reaping a life every time he swung it.
"Ah! — "
All kinds of screams rang out incessantly.
In the world of ice and snow, flowers of blood bloomed from time to time. One by one, the bodies of the Ning Clan's disciples fell to the ground and turned into ice sculptures.
It added a touch of desolate beauty to this tragic scene.
"Yang Qingxuan, I'll kill you!"
Ning Jinsheng's eyes were bloodshot as he charged forward in a frenzy. The power of the seven divine emblems was fully unleashed. His entire arm exploded with a bang, but the energy in his body rose to the peak. He became one with his blade as he slashed forward.
"Go down and repent."
Yang Qingxuan killed more than a dozen Ning Family disciples in one go. His emotions gradually stabilized. Facing Ning Jinsheng's attack, he slashed out with Instant Life and Death.
"Boom!"
The two forces violently collided.
The meridians in Ning Jinsheng's body nearly exploded. He spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. The blood in his body froze. His face was pale and his body was twitching non-stop.
Yang Qingxuan was knocked back as well. The Emperor of Night Armor suddenly appeared and blocked all the aftershocks.
"Hmph."
He just snorted and continued to kill the rest of the Ning Family disciples with his halberd.
Ning Jinsheng lay on the ground and stared blankly ahead. He watched as the figure swam around, harvesting the lives of the Ning Family disciples. His heart calmed down bit by bit, and there were no longer any ripples. Various scenes of the past appeared in his mind.
How good would it be if he had sent a few Lords of the Thousand Realms to the Firmament Star Field?
There were too many opportunities to kill this kid before he grew up.
Unfortunately, it was too late to regret.
Ning Jinsheng died with his eyes wide open. His body was soon frozen by the ice.
In a few breaths, Yang Qingxuan killed all the Ning Family disciples.
There was no blood on the ground. It had almost solidified and turned pale.
Yang Qingxuan put away his halberd and looked at the ice peaks in front of him.
With a flash of his Fiery Golden Eyes, he saw the scene inside. There was a frozen person in each peak. Various formations were engraved on the mountain, absorbing the energy of the earth and continuously sending it into the ice peaks. The modified samples changed little by little.
Ning Qingyao and Yang Yunjing were in two of the ice peaks. Their eyes were closed and various talismans were stuck on their bodies.
Yang Qingxuan waved his halberd. With a boom, one of the ice peaks was split open. The talismans around Ning Qingyao flashed and the remaining ice peaks all exploded, forming a huge collapse. Ice pieces rolled in all directions.
"Mother!"
Yang Qingxuan hurriedly flew forward, wanting to catch the falling Ning Qingyao. However, he was blocked by a force as soon as he got close.
Ning Qingyao's body formed an enchantment that was dotted with stars.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. He could only use a force to support her and let her land slowly on the ground.
To prevent the cold from attacking, Yang Qingxuan reached out and swept the ground. He melted the ten-thousand-year-old ice and expelled all the cold.
Ning Qingyao lay quietly on the ground with her eyes closed as if she was asleep.
There were more than 30 talismans stuck on her body.
Yang Qingxuan reached out to tear them off. However, just like before, his hand was shaken back before he could touch them. He could not help but exclaim, "What should we do?"
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.
They could not understand these talismans either.
Onishi said, "Let's keep them in the divine weapon first. We can study them when we get back. I think these talismans are almost one with her. If we forcefully tear them off, I'm afraid something bad will happen. "
Yang Qingxuan said, "Okay."
He reached out and countless pieces of ice gathered. He froze Ning Qingyao again and kept her in the divine weapon.
At this point, he was relieved. He had found his mother and his father was in the ice peak next to him.
There were still a few ice peaks. He did not know who was frozen inside, but he could not be bothered.
Yang Qingxuan leaped into the air and swung his halberd again, splitting the other ice mountain in half.
"Boom!"
Countless pieces of ice splattered and the entire ice peak collapsed.
Yang Yunjing's body shook slightly and he came out of the ice. However, he did not fall. Instead, he suddenly opened his eyes and two strange lights shot out.
"Father!"
Yang Qingxuan was shocked and then overjoyed. "Are you okay? I'm here to save you. "
But in an instant, Yang Qingxuan's heart was uneasy. He had an inexplicable feeling that something was wrong.
"Ah! — — "
Yang Yunjing in front of him suddenly roared. His hands clenched into fists as if he was in extreme pain. He roared, "Go! Let's go, let's go! "
Yang Qingxuan was shocked. "What's wrong with you?"
Yang Yunjing suddenly raised his head and threw a punch at Yang Qingxuan.
"Boom!"
Under the wind of the punch, vortexes appeared, exuding shocking light and power. It was as if the world was being split apart.
Yang Qingxuan's expression changed drastically. He exclaimed, "The power of the gods?!"
Without time to think, he hurriedly formed a seal with both hands to protect himself.
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