Ning Yue didn't blame Shuiyue Fairy.
On the contrary, he was grateful to her.
After all, he'd gained a lot from her.
Not only had his cultivation reached half-step essence immortal realm, but he'd also refined ten essence immortal nomological laws and devoured a lot of energy.
Next.
Whether he'd be the bait or the fisherman, it all depended on his performance!
"You're smart."
The bald cultivator leaped up and quickly arrived at the arena.
Sweeping a glance at Song Qing and the others below, he turned to Ning Yue and said coolly, "If you know, tell them to scram."
"Cut the crap!"
Ning Yue's expression was cold. With a thought, he summoned the Watermoon Fan.
Since he'd already refined the fan, he naturally had to use it now.
The Red Fiend was devouring two peerless immortal-grade flying swords and needed half an hour to upgrade them to the level of ingots.
For the time being, Ning Yue could only use the Watermoon Fan.
"This fan is pretty good, I'll take it."
The bald cultivator arched an eyebrow and charged out.
"Hmph! The fan is mine! "
Zhu Minghai snorted and followed closely behind the bald cultivator.
"Kill!"
Ning Yue poured two strands of energy into the Watermoon Fan and fanned out.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
In a split second, energy surged out of the Watermoon Fan, erupting with terrifying power.
Although the Watermoon Fan was a treasure powered by immortal meridians, it could amplify energy slightly.
With the fan, Ning Yue could increase his combat strength by about ten percent.
"Interesting."
The bald cultivator and Zhu Minghai looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes as they watched the energy rush toward them.
They knew very well.
Every strand of energy rushing toward them was peerless immortal-grade in power.
To be able to unleash two strands of peerless immortal-grade energy at once was a testament to Ning Yue's strength!
"No wonder Master told us to be careful of someone called Ning Yue."
The bald cultivator and Zhu Minghai thought to themselves.
Before entering Skystar City, Di Wentian had told them to be careful of Ning Yue.
At that time, they didn't think much of it.
Because back then, Di Wentian had told them that Ning Yue's cultivation base was that of an Ancestral Immortal.
But now …
They finally understood.
Di Wentian was still Di Wentian. His judgement was several levels higher than them.
In such a short period of time, Ning Yue's strength had increased by several levels, to the point where he could fight them head-on.
Rumble! Rumble!
The bald martial artist and Zhu Minghai waved their hands repeatedly, and a terrifying energy also swept out from their bodies.
The four energies collided.
The terrifying shockwave sent the martial artists close to the arena flying several meters away.
Puchi!
There were even some martial artists with low cultivation who died tragically on the spot!
"You're very strong, but it's a pity that you met us."
After one move, the bald cultivator did not continue to attack. Instead, he said, "I'll give you a chance to live. Open your mind and let me control it!"
"Humph! You can avoid death, but you can't escape punishment! " Zhu Minghai coldly snorted, "Even if he lets us control him, we still have to cut off his limbs and turn him into a human stick!"
"Have you lost your minds?"
Ning Yue looked at the bald martial artist and Zhu Minghai as if they were idiots.
Let him open his mind?
Cut off his limbs and turn him into a human stick?
How could they say such a thing!
Through that exchange just now, Ning Yue had a rough idea of their combat strength.
The bald martial artist was slightly stronger, at the peak of early-stage peerless immortal.
Zhu Minghai was slightly weaker, at the early-stage peerless immortal level.
In that attack, Ning Yue had used two streams of energy.
Coupled with the two he used against He Zhiyang, Ning Yue now had thirteen streams of energy in his body!
Ning Yue was well aware of that.
As long as he used all thirteen streams of energy in his body at the same time, even if the bald martial artist and Zhu Minghai joined forces, they would not be able to withstand it!
"Courting death!"
The bald martial artist was enraged when he heard Ning Yue's mockery.
His expression was cold and he wanted to charge out.
However …
Zhu Minghai grabbed his shoulder and said in a low voice, "Let him run wild for now. We'll talk about it when the battle over there is over."
Rumble!
On the other side of the arena.
The thin martial artist's expression was extremely dark.
He had thought he could easily kill Su Ming, but Su Ming was like an unkillable cockroach! The more he fought, the fiercer he became!
He had already used thirty percent of his strength, but he still couldn't kill Su Ming!
"Fifty percent!"
The furious thin martial artist decided to release the seal in his body and use fifty percent of his strength!
The thin martial artist, no, Di Wentian's clone!
Di Wentian's clone was very confident.
Because fifty percent of his strength was comparable to a mid-stage peerless immortal!
Even if he couldn't reach the mid-stage peerless immortal level, he could reach the peak early-stage peerless immortal level!
Three days ago, Di Wentian's clone wouldn't have been so confident.
But today, he was full of confidence!
There was no other reason.
Di Wentian had devoured all seven of the Emperor Immortal Pill's clone pills!
After consuming the clone elixirs of the seven Emperor Immortal Pills, Di Wentian's cultivation level shot up to the pinnacle of the Primordial Immortal Stage!
When Di Wentian was an early-stage virtual immortal, his strength was already comparable to an early-stage peerless immortal.
Now that he was a peak virtual immortal, his strength had multiplied several times.
Even if it was just a clone, using fifty percent of his strength was enough to kill a peak early-stage peerless immortal!
"Die!"
Di Wentian's clone clenched his right fist and punched at Su Ming.
It was a critical moment.
Su Ming couldn't care less.
His figure flashed out and rushed straight to the ring where Ning Yue was.
"Hm?"
Ning Yue was a little dumbfounded by Su Ming's actions.
He and Su Ming had a deep grudge.
When he had first arrived at Tian Xing City, he had a conflict with Su Ming in front of the Water Moon Restaurant.
At the time, he and Su Ming had been at loggerheads.
But now …
Not only was Su Ming flying toward him, but he was even sending him a voice transmission for help.
"Forget it."
Ning Yue took a deep breath and decided to save Su Ming.
Ning Yue was very open-minded when it came to matters of right and wrong.
He and Su Ming did have a grudge.
But Su Ming's opponent was Di Wentian's clone.
Helping Su Ming was equivalent to helping himself!
"Go!"
With a thought, Ning Yue sent a stream of energy from his body toward Di Wentian's clone behind Su Ming!
In order to help Su Ming, Ning Yue didn't hesitate to use up five elemental immortal nomological laws, wrapping them around the stream of energy.
After all, killing Di Wentian's clone would definitely affect Di Wentian's main body greatly.
Killing Di Wentian's clone here was a good thing, after all.
"You're quite capable."
The bald cultivator and Zhu Minghai grinned when they saw Ning Yue interfering in the fight between Su Ming and the thin cultivator, but they chose not to interfere.
They knew the thin cultivator was Di Wentian's clone.
They had almost fanatical trust in Di Wentian.
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