"Both of them are from the Corpse Sect!"
The Dark Emperor's face was solemn as he whispered, "Ning Yue, do you want to kill him?"
"Don't act rashly. I've fought with Qi Jiang before. He's not any weaker than me." Ning Yue said.
Swish!
At this moment, Hong Mo appeared in the form of a small red sword, "There are only two of them, but there are three of us. What's there to be afraid of?"
The moment Hong Mo said the word 'afraid', his body swayed for a moment before he suddenly dashed out.
"Damn it!"
Hong Mo's action caused Ning Yue's expression to change greatly. He cursed in his heart as he stepped on the tree trunk and dashed out.
"Taishō Kenpo!" He waved the Soul Breaking Sword and several sword waves formed in the air.
"Qi Jiang, don't talk so much nonsense. Let's fight … Not good!" On the wide ground, Luo Ping was just about to make a move when his expression changed drastically. This was because he saw a red flying sword rushing towards him with a whistling gust of wind!
As a genius of the Corpse Sect's Ghost Talent Palace, Luo Ping had killed many martial artists. However, when he felt the killing intent from the red flying sword, he was shocked.
Because the killing intent from the red flying sword was several times stronger than his own!
At this critical moment, Luo Ping took out his flying sword and faced the red flying sword.
Ding!
A crisp sound was heard, the huge force on his wrist was so strong that Luo Ping had to retreat several feet before he could get rid of it.
Whoosh!
In the next moment, Hong Mo transformed into a man wearing a red shirt.
"Red Rune Sword Ray!"
Qi Jiang's eyes narrowed as he waved his flying sword. Several sword rays formed and collided with Ning Yue's Taishō Kenpo. Chi!
Chi!
After the collision, both sword rays and sword waves disappeared.
"Ning Yue?!" Seeing the familiar figure before him, Qi Jiang was first taken aback. Then, he smiled and said, "I have to say, you are really bold. I failed to kill you last time, but you won't be so lucky this time."
"Qi Jiang, you know them?" Luo Ping leaned towards Qi Jiang after forcing Hong Mo back.
"Yes, of course I do."
The corners of Qi Jiang's mouth rose as he said, "This is Ning Yue."
"Ning Yue? The one who made the Left Guardian suffer a loss? "Luo Ping frowned.
Nodding his head, Qi Jiang looked at the Hong Mo beside Ning Yue and said to Luo Ping, "How about one each?"
"No problem" Luo Ping said.
"One each? Are you guys blind? "
The moment Luo Ping's voice fell, the Dark Emperor flew down from the giant tree and landed beside Ning Yue.
Standing on his hind legs, the Dark Emperor said disdainfully, "Open your dog eyes wide and look, there are three of us."
"Hahaha, three of us?" Laughing, Luo Ping's face darkened, "You call yourself human? You are at most a dog! "
"Die!"
The Dark Emperor was most infuriated by others treating him like a dog. This was his weakness and also his reverse scale.
"Woof!"
Barking, wings appeared behind the Dark Emperor's back as he charged towards Luo Ping with a powerful aura.
"Not good, the emperor of the Sky Devouring Hound clan! Purple Gold Sky Devouring Hound! "
Seeing the purple wings behind the Dark Emperor and the dense aura he emitted, Luo Ping's expression changed drastically. Without hesitation, he ran for his life.
Luo Ping was not stupid. Although he was not afraid of the Dark Emperor, there was still the man in red next to him.
From the exchange of blows with the man in red, Luo Ping could tell that the man in red was very strong, not weaker than him.
If the Dark Emperor and the man in red joined hands, he would be in danger.
Luo Ping was gambling, he was gambling that the man in red would not chase after him and would stay to deal with Qi Jiang.
"Hong Mo, go help the Dark Emperor." Taking a deep breath, Ning Yue said.
Luo Ping was ranked sixth in the Ghost Talent Palace, he should be slightly stronger than Qi Jiang.
Ning Yue was afraid that something might happen to the Dark Emperor, so he sent Hong Mo to help the Dark Emperor.
"Be careful." Hong Mo's figure flashed and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Ning Yue, you are very arrogant."
Holding the Red Patterned Sword, Qi Jiang sneered, "If you and the man in red attacked me together, you might be able to injure me, but now …"
Qi Jiang paused for a moment at this point, and then he said, "I'll let you know why flowers are so red!"
"Hehe, do you think that I'm the only one here?" Ning Yue chuckled.
Huala!
Ning Yue used his soul power and a giant dark golden corpse flew out from the storage ring and landed in front of Ning Yue.
"Dark Golden Spirit Corpse!"
Seeing the dark golden spirit corpse next to Ning Yue, Qi Jiang's pupils shrank. He couldn't help but take a few steps back and shouted, "Why do you have the corpse sect's dark golden spirit corpse!"
"Noisy! Dead people don't need to know so much. "With a roar, Ning Yue stabbed out with the Soul Breaking Sword.
"Supreme Nine Pure Sword Technique, Nine Pure Sword Wave!"
Once he attacked, it was a killing move.
A giant sword wave separated from the Soul Breaking Sword.
Pa pa! Pa pa!
Then, nine muffled sounds came out and the sword wave split into nine, surrounding Qi Jiang.
"Last time, this move of yours didn't do anything to me, and this time, it will have no effect!" Qi Jiang said gloomily.
"Is that so?"
The corner of Ning Yue's mouth rose as the energy in his sea of consciousness surged. The energy in the eight cyclones wrapped around the Soul Breaking Sword and he swung it again and again!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Under Qi Jiang's shocked gaze, eight giant sword waves formed and each split into nine sword waves.
Seventy-two sword waves, combined with the previous nine sword waves, had a total of eighty-one sword waves surrounding Qi Jiang.
"How can there be so much energy in your body!" Clenching his fists, Qi Jiang was shocked.
Like him, Ning Yue only had the cultivation of Xiantian Full Cycle. Logically speaking, it was impossible for him to have so much energy in his sea of consciousness.
"There are a total of six cyclones in my sea of consciousness, and the density of the energy … Could it be!" Suddenly, Qi Jiang seemed to have thought of something. His mouth opened slightly, and he pointed at Ning Yue and said, "You've already split the cyclones into ten!"
"Netherworld Samsara Palm, fourth style, Dark Tyrant!" Ning Yue did not answer Qi Jiang's question. Instead, he wrapped his soul force around his palm and performed the Netherworld Samsara Palm!
Qi Jiang's strength was strong, and Ning Yue did not dare to be careless.
Hit the snake where it hurts, and kill without mercy. This was Ning Yue's code of conduct.
Since he had decided to kill Qi Jiang, he could not have the slightest hesitation!
For a Ghost Talent Palace genius like Qi Jiang, as long as he seized the opportunity, it would be very difficult to kill him.
Weng weng!
Dark Tyrant Palm was the fourth style of the Netherworld Samsara Palm. Combined with all of Ning Yue's soul force, it brought along gusts of strong wind the moment it was performed. Even the void trembled slightly.
"Ning Yue, I admit that I have underestimated you."
Facing Ning Yue's continuous powerful attacks, Qi Jiang calmed down and was very calm.
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