Han Jingming smiled. He really couldn't understand this young man's train of thought. Perhaps it was because he was young and frivolous, but under such pressure, he was still indifferent. He even thought that riches and honor could only be found in the midst of danger.
Taking chestnuts out of the fire like this would only lead to him getting burned, and he would be reduced to ashes in the end. Of course, there had always been many outstanding people who had grown by constantly challenging themselves like this. Han Jingming wouldn't deny this point, because he had done many such feats in the past.
However, things were different now. Moreover, the gap between them was two completely different realms. Furthermore, their powers were different from each other!
Their battle was on a completely different level, and the gap between them wasn't something that two more Spirit Veins could make up for. At least, from Han Jingming's point of view, Mu Yang was just throwing an egg at a rock, and seeking his own death.
"You've got some big words there, haven't you?" Han Jingming said. At this moment, the aura of his body changed tremendously.
The aura of a Martial Emperor was slowly being released at this moment. In an instant, the atmosphere became a lot weirder, and the pressure continued to increase.
Although this pressure was nothing to Xiao Yang, it was an extremely terrifying existence to Mu Yang. In fact, he even found it hard to control himself, and his hands and feet began to tremble uncontrollably.
This was the fear of the strong, which was why he was like this.
"Return to Northern Light City, and don't think about anything else." Xiao Yang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
Although Mu Yang had a Saint Grade Upper Artifact, his cultivation was only at the Ninth Level. It was almost impossible for him to be of any help in this battle.
Furthermore, Xiao Yang couldn't even protect himself. If anything happened to Mu Yang, how could he help him when he couldn't even take care of himself? In the worst case scenario, even if Xiao Yang died, the Flowing Cloud World still had Mu Yang, and they didn't have to be afraid of the Profound Fighting World's counterattack.
Under such a grim situation, it was not possible to turn the situation around with a rash method. Therefore, the only thing they could do now was to preserve as much of their top combat strength as possible to protect the Flowing Cloud Realm in the future.
Although Xiao Yang thought a lot, the reality was often cruel. Whether or not he could defeat his opponent was still unknown. He had to be cautious and prepare for the worst.
Hearing this, Mu Yang lightly nodded his head and immediately retreated towards the North Light City, not daring to hesitate or stay.
Han Jingming did not stop them because in his opinion, these ants were unable to change the situation at all. It was not important to let them live a little longer. Moreover, he was also very curious about the Northern Light City's formation and pseudo spirit vein. If he could grasp them in his hands, it wouldn't be bad. Therefore, if he left some alive, they might be able to help him.
After Mu Yang left, Xiao Yang calmed down and focused on his opponent.
Suddenly, a mysterious light flashed and the Thunderfire Divine Sword appeared in his hand. It could be said that this was the highest grade magic weapon he had and he could only use it.
At the same time, he immediately gathered his will and spirit. He knew very well that he had no way out. Therefore, he had to give it his all and not be careless.
When Han Jingming felt that Xiao Yang's aura had completely gathered at this moment, the smile on Xiao Yang's face also slowly disappeared.
"As expected, extraordinary. This strength is enough to look down on the entire King Wu Realm." Han Jingming sighed from the bottom of his heart.
Although Han Jingming admired Xiao Yang, this was a different matter. This deep hatred still had to be avenged.
Xiao Yang held the Thunderfire Divine Sword in front of his chest and immediately, waves of spiritual energy continuously poured into it. The divine sword seemed to have sensed its master's thoughts and immediately emitted a sword aura. Its power was even more terrifying.
Wherever the sword aura went, it could only be described as terrifying!
Meanwhile, Han Jingming still stood there with a nonchalant look on his face. After all, to him, it was just crushing an ant. Why should he think too much about it? Moreover, such a small matter did not require too much thought.
Xiao Yang did not move either. He just stood there and focused.
Xiao Yang had already thought it through. It would be best if he could stall for more time. If he could hold on until the reinforcements from the Realm of the Gods arrived, that would naturally be the best outcome.
Of course, whether or not Han Jingming would give him such an opportunity was another matter.
However, as long as Han Jingming did not take the initiative to attack, Xiao Yang would not make a move either. It was a stalemate.
Han Jingming was as still as a mountain, waiting for the clown to take the lead. Moreover, he was watching with interest. He was not in a hurry and was very patient.
Both parties were not in a hurry. However, they both had their own plans.
Han Jingming wanted to see when this young man would not be able to withstand the huge pressure and make a move. Then, he would discover that his own realm and strength were just an illusion. There was no way to change anything at all. In the end, he would only be able to die with regret.
As he had tortured and killed too many people, Han Jingming's mentality had also undergone a huge change. He enjoyed this process very much and felt that it was very wonderful. The pleasure that it could bring him was even more extraordinary.
Xiao Yang was still as still as a mountain. If you don't move, I won't move. It was as simple as that.
On the other hand, those who were watching the battle were very confused. What was going on? Why were both parties in such a stalemate?
"Little guy, don't tell me you don't even have the courage to attack? If that's really the case, then it's too sad, "Han Jingming said with a smile.
Xiao Yang was still fully focused and did not dare to let down his guard. He pretended to be relaxed and said, "Aren't you also afraid to attack?"
It was just talking nonsense. Xiao Yang did not care.
When Han Jingming heard this, he laughed. This sharp-tongued brat had obviously seen through everything and wanted to delay time on purpose. However, this point also allowed him to be clear. The Realm of the Gods indeed knew about this matter. Therefore, he had to be more careful.
"Since you feel that I don't dare to attack, then I will. Let's see how many hits you can take," Han Jingming said with a smile.
As soon as his voice fell, Han Jingming immediately slapped down with a flip of his hand. Everything looked light and ordinary.
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