Chapter 516
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The moment they brushed past each other, the Frost Sword's blade cut into his arm.
After landing, Ning An felt the sword's aura behind him. He quickly bent down, and the sword flew past his body and returned to Meng Xuan's hand.
Di Xingchen's eyes darkened when he saw that Ning An was injured, but he didn't say anything.
The Frost Sword was different from other weapons. If one was injured by it, the body would slowly freeze from the wound. It would be like being sealed in ice!
Ning An smiled when he felt his arm stiffen. In the next moment, the Red Lotus Hellfire appeared on his right arm. It avoided the wound and warmed up his stiff arm.
Although his arm was warmed up, the wound began to bleed. Moreover, the color of the blood was very abnormal. It was black!
Seeing this, Di Xingchen suddenly stood up and looked at Xing Xiu. His blue eyes were frighteningly cold, like a bottomless icy blue ocean.
Ning An looked at the blood flowing from his wound and frowned. However, he didn't say anything. Instead, he moved his feet and headed toward Meng Xuan.
Xing Xiu noticed Di Xingchen's gaze and glanced at the competition below with a troubled expression.
He didn't expect that Meng Xuan would smear a colorless and odorless poison on the Frost Sword.
Because of the poison, Ning An's wound felt like millions of ants were biting it. The pain was unbearable.
Gritting his teeth, Ning An held on. A vine suddenly appeared in his hand. He grabbed the vine with his left hand and mercilessly threw it at Meng Xuan.
The vine was very fast. Meng Xuan couldn't see it at all.
Even if she wanted to use her sword to cut the vines, before her sword could even touch the vines, the vines had already turned in another direction.
With a fierce swing, Ning An sent Meng Xuan's sword flying and it fell to the side.
Before Meng Xuan could reach for the sword, Ning An flung the vine in his hand and began to bind Meng Xuan, making her unable to move.
Knowing that the vine couldn't trap Meng Xuan, Ning An moved his feet and quickly appeared in front of Meng Xuan. He gathered power in his hand and struck Meng Xuan.
That palm strike was very heavy, and Meng Xuan fell to the ground on the spot, blood flowing out of her mouth.
When the spectators saw this, they all stood up excitedly.
"Asura City's young master, aren't you going too far? Since you have already tied up the princess, why do you still want to take action against her?" A great minister of the ghost world said with a frown.
"That's right. This is too much. It's just a competition, not a battle to the death."
Listening to their conversation, Ning An didn't say anything. He just walked over to the Ice Sword and picked it up.
Because his right hand was poisoned, Ning An couldn't use his right hand, so he used his spiritual energy to make the Ice Sword float in the air. Then, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his space.
After uncorking the bottle, Ning An sprinkled the white powder on the sword.
"Zizi …!"
As soon as the white powder touched the sword, green smoke came out from the places where the powder touched the sword. At the same time, the sword body showed a black color.
The people present weren't stupid. They all understood what was going on.
Putting the small porcelain bottle back into the space, Ning An held the sword hilt and pointed at the great minister who had just spoken. After pausing for a moment, he pointed at another great minister.
"I'm going too far? I'm going too far?" Throwing the sword on the ground, Ning An smiled mockingly. "Compared to going too far, I can't compare to you."
See, people can't have good intentions.
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