"Since you've said so, I'm relieved," Ning Yue said indifferently after Zhang Hu finished speaking.
"You're relieved? What are you relieved about? "
Hearing Ning Yue's words, Zhang Hu was stunned for a moment, then he asked doubtfully, "You're relieved that I'm going to kill you?"
"Zhang Hu, don't be too arrogant. Ning Yue is ranked 90th on the Innate Realm Battle Board. Today, if we join forces, it's hard to tell who will win!" At this moment, Yang Yu took a step forward and stood beside Ning Yue.
"Ning Yue, why does this name sound so familiar?"
Hearing this, Zhang Hu frowned. Then, as if remembering something, he said, "Oh right, you were the one who made the Left Guardian suffer in Dan Long Valley, right?"
As he spoke, Zhang Hu looked around and said, "Where's that Heaven Devouring Hound? If it's not by your side, you're definitely not my opponent."
"Heaven Devouring Hound! That puppy is a Heaven Devouring Hound! " Beside him, Yang Yu was shocked. He had always thought that the Dark Emperor was a puppy. He didn't expect it to be a Heaven Devouring Hound.
"Hehe, Zhang Hu, I can deal with you alone." With a smile, Ning Yue rose from the ground. Yuan Qi appeared on his palm and he slapped at Zhang Hu.
"I've killed the top 50 martial artists on the Innate Realm Ranking List, not to mention you're only ranked 90th."
Seeing Ning Yue charging at him, Zhang Hu's lips curled into a smile. Then, he clenched his right fist and clashed with Ning Yue's palm.
Bang!
When the fist and palm collided, a muffled sound was heard. Then, Ning Yue felt a piercing pain in his palm and quickly retreated.
"Zhang Hu, you're really strong."
After the exchange, Ning Yue and Zhang Hu both stopped and did not continue to attack.
Through a hasty exchange of blows, Ning Yue had already roughly determined Zhang Hu's true strength, the peak of the late stage of the True Martial Realm!
In other words, with Zhang Hu's current battle prowess, even if he were to face a martial artist at the peak of the late stage of the True Martial Realm, he would still be able to contend with and even kill him.
"You're not weak either!"
At this moment, the look of contempt on Zhang Hu's face was completely swept away, replaced by a solemn expression.
"If not for the fact that I urgently need to replenish my energy and soul force, perhaps I would still play with you, but now..." Speaking till here, Zhang Hu paused for a moment, and then his whole body shook. At this moment, an aura not weaker than the peak of the late stage of the True Martial Realm completely burst out!
"I'm sorry, but you can only be a stepping stone for me."
The instant his voice fell, all the Essence in Zhang Hu's body gathered on his wrist. Then, with an extremely berserk Essence wind, his fist ruthlessly smashed towards Ning Yue's neck.
The powerful wind brought about by the punch even caused the entire fifth floor of the ivory tower to shake.
"Zhang Hu, all the people of the Corpse Sect should die!"
Just when the Essence in Ning Yue's sea of consciousness was surging and he was about to resist, Yang Yu took a step forward, suddenly setting off a powerful fluctuation on the ground.
Immediately afterward, Zhang Hu took out a small jade bracelet from his bosom and instantly poured all the soul force in his body into the jade bracelet.
"Go!"
Accompanied by a low shout from Yang Yu's mouth, an overbearing tearing force suddenly burst out from the jade bracelet, and with an extremely astonishing speed, it blasted towards Zhang Hu's chest.
"Damn it!"
Facing the huge tearing force from the jade bracelet, even with Zhang Hu's powerful strength, at this moment, he could not help but be moved.
After secretly cursing, he immediately turned his body, withdrew his fist, and collided with the overbearing tearing force from the jade bracelet.
"Humph! You actually dare to use your fist to resist the tearing force, even a martial artist at the peak of the middle stage of the True Martial Realm would not dare to... What! "Seeing Zhang Hu being so arrogant, Yang Yu was a little excited, as if he could already see Zhang Hu's miserable state.
However, this excitement did not last for long, as it was shattered by Zhang Hu's strong performance!
Swoosh!
After the fist blasted the tearing force, Zhang Hu's body turned into a shadow, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared next to Yang Yu.
Under Yang Yu's incredulous face, the iron-like fist hit his chest.
The huge force caused Yang Yu to retreat to the edge of the fifth floor, until he spat out a mouthful of dark red blood, only then did the force on his chest dissipate.
"Why are you so strong!" Having no time to check on the injury on his chest, Yang Yu slightly opened his mouth and exclaimed, "The power of your attack just now is already close to the peak of the late stage of the True Martial Realm!"
"Hehe, as I said, I have killed martial artists in the top 50 of the Innate Realm. How much difference do you think there is between you and the martial artists in the top 50 of the Innate Realm?" Zhang Hu laughed.
"Top 50, top 50." Yang Yu was a little dumbfounded for a moment. Originally, he thought that the gap between him and Zhang Hu would not be too big, and he even wanted to use his trump card to fight with Zhang Hu.
Now it seemed that the difference between naivety and reality was only a single thought.
"Puchi!"
Thinking of this, Yang Yu once again spat out a mouthful of blood, closed his eyes and fainted.
"Now that the fly has been dealt with, let me see your real strength." Ignoring Yang Yu, Zhang Hu said in a deep voice, "I hope you will not disappoint me."
Hua!
Without saying a word, Ning Yue's soul moved, and the phantom armor appeared.
"Desolate Earth Palm!"
Pushing the phantom armor's speed to the extreme, Ning Yue formed a hand seal with his wrist, and a touch of soul force wrapped around his palm.
With a low shout, a huge "Earth" character appeared in the air and blasted towards Zhang Hu.
"Soul Attack Skill!" Zhang Hu's eyes narrowed. He did not expect Ning Yue to also know Soul Attack Skill, and was stunned for a moment.
"It's impolite not to reciprocate. Today, I will show you what a real Soul Attack Skill is!"
With an evil smile, Zhang Hu waved his wrist quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a huge palm print appeared on top of his head.
Then, the huge palm print suddenly shot out and collided with the "Earth" character in the air.
Kacha!
At the moment when the two palm prints collided, a cracking sound could be heard.
Hearing this cracking sound, Ning Yue's expression changed slightly, because this cracking sound was the sound of the Desolate Earth Palm being destroyed!
"Netherworld Samsara Palm, Third Style, Dark Fiend!"
At this crucial moment, Ning Yue's palm grabbed the air, and instantly, a solid palm print appeared and collided with Zhang Hu's palm print.
Kacha!
The same cracking sound could be heard, but this time, it was produced by Zhang Hu's palm print!
In other words, Zhang Hu's Soul Attack Palm Print was at a disadvantage in the exchange with Dark Fiend, and was destroyed.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
After the successful attack, Ning Yue's expression turned cold, and he continuously sent out four solid palm prints, and together with the first palm print, they surrounded Zhang Hu from five directions.
"Ning Yue, do you think this is all I can do?"
With a cold shout, Zhang Hu took a few steps back, and then took out a white flying sword.
Buzz!
Yuan Qi from his Knowledge Sea flowed into the white flying sword, and instantly, the flying sword let out a buzzing sound.
"A Middle Grade Heaven Rank Flying Sword!"
Seeing the white flying sword in Zhang Hu's hand, Ning Yue's eyes narrowed, and a shocked expression appeared on his face.
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