CHAPTER 2561: CHAPTER 2561
Carelessness
"Overestimating yourselves. Do you think a bunch of nobodies like you are qualified to stop me?"
After defeating Xie Hu and Xie Jia with two punches, An Ying's lips curled up slightly. He looked at Zhou Jiahao and said coldly, "The geniuses of the Sacred Mountain are nothing more than this. After today, the Sacred Mountain will have three less top, no, three less trash!"
Swoosh!
His voice faded.
An Ying's figure flashed and immediately charged at Zhou Jiahao.
"Damn it!"
Zhou Jiahao cursed inwardly.
Among the three envoys of the Sacred Mountain, Xie Hu and Xie Jia were relatively weak and not very strong.
However, even if they were not strong, they could contend head-on with a peak Rank 6 Quasi-emperor.
But even so, Xie Hu and Xie Jia were still easily defeated, not even able to block a single move.
"Split up and run!"
Zhou Jiahao hurriedly transmitted his soul to Ning Yue and Ao Xing, saying, "A high-level Quasi-emperor is very powerful. With our strength, there is no way we can contend against him. You guys enter the Ten Thousand Demon Forest. I will try to block this high-level Quasi-emperor for three seconds!"
In Zhou Jiahao's heart, the lives of Ning Yue and the others were much more important than his.
After all, they were the people that the Emperor personally wanted. There must be no mistakes.
"Block me for three seconds? I can defeat a trash like you in one move! "
An Ying did not slow down. He suddenly accelerated and arrived in front of Zhou Jiahao.
His right hand clenched into a fist, and with a violent energy wave, he punched at Zhou Jiahao's head.
This punch was powerful and heavy.
Even if Zhou Jiahao had a trump card, he absolutely could not withstand it!
"Stop!"
At the critical moment.
Ning Yue raised his head and shouted coldly, "If you don't want Yang Zhaokai to die, stop as soon as possible. Otherwise, Yang Zhaokai will die without a doubt!"
Swoosh!
Ning Yue's words caused An Ying to be slightly taken aback.
Yang Zhaokai!
According to the Emperor, he killed Yang Yuming, so Yang Zhaokai was naturally the Crown Prince of the Divine Wind Empire.
But now.
Yang Zhaokai thought he was clever and came to encircle Ning Yue and the others, but eventually fell into Ning Yue's hands.
Shadow had no doubt about it.
If he really killed Zhou Jiahao, Ning Yue would definitely kill Yang Zhaokai without mercy!
After cursing silently.
An Ying had no choice but to stop his attacks. He turned to look at Ning Yue and said, "Do you think I care about Yang Zhaokai's life or death?"
"You don't care?"
Ning Yue exerted some force in his right hand, raised the Red Demon Sword, and slashed at Yang Zhaokai's right arm.
Kacha!
Then, a crisp sound rang out.
Yang Zhaokai's right arm was directly cut off by Ning Yue!
Actually, Ning Yue had to thank Shadow for cutting off Yang Zhaokai's arm.
The high rank Quasi-Emperor Talisman that he used enveloped Yang Zhaokai, Yang Yuming and the others inside.
Otherwise …
Given Ning Yue's strength, he really had no way to break the defense of a high-ranked quasi-Emperor talisman.
"You're courting death!"
An Ying looked coldly at Ning Yue and said fiercely, "I'll say it one last time, if you know what's good for you, release Yang Zhaokai as soon as possible. Otherwise, I'll let you know why flowers are so red!"
Kacha!
In response to An Ying, Ning Yue's Red Demon Sword slashed down again.
Without a doubt.
Yang Zhaokai's left arm was forcefully cut off.
"Damn it!"
An Ying's face was ashen.
If Ning Yue had only cut off Yang Zhaokai's arms, he would not be so nervous.
After all, Yang Zhaokai had already advanced to the middle rank Quasi-emperor and could completely regenerate his arm.
But …
According to this trend, the next thing Ning Yue would cut off would be Yang Zhaokai's legs, and then his head!
Once his head was cut off, Yang Zhaokai's life would come to an end.
"Release Zhou Jiahao!"
Ning Yue did not play by the rules.
He placed the Red Demon Sword on Yang Zhaokai's neck and said coldly, "I don't want to say the same thing twice."
"Scram!"
An Ying's eyes flickered. Finally, he lifted his right leg and kicked Zhou Jiahao toward Ning Yue.
Bang!
Ning Yue continued to place the Red Demon Sword on Yang Zhaokai's neck. Yang Yuming, who was beside him, was responsible for catching Zhou Jiahao.
In fact …
Xie Hu and Xie Jia also dragged their heavy footsteps to stand beside Ning Yue.
"I advise you to surrender as soon as possible, because you won't be able to leave."
An Ying crossed his arms in front of his chest and regained his composure. "Unless a high-level Quasi-emperor makes a move, no one can break the defense set up by a high-level Quasi-emperor talisman."
"Is that so?"
Ning Yue raised his eyebrows. "Do you dare to make a bet with me?"
"Bet? What bet? "An Ying was slightly taken aback, but he still asked.
"If I can break the defense set up by a high-level Quasi-emperor talisman with one punch, then you will let us go."
Ning Yue casually tossed Yang Zhaokai to Ao Xing and said calmly with the Red Demon Sword in his hand.
"Are you that confident in yourself?"
An Ying was somewhat confused.
What exactly was Ning Yue up to?
Not to mention a Rank Four Quasi-emperor, even a peak Rank Six Quasi-emperor might not be able to break the defense.
Could it be that Ning Yue had a trump card?
The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
However, An Ying did not expose Ning Yue. He thought for a moment, then said, "I'll give you this chance. One move. If you can break the defense in one move, I will let you go. But if you can't break the defense in one move, then you will all die!"
"Deal."
Ning Yue shrugged.
Given Ning Yue's current mental state, it was impossible for him to break the defense in one move.
However, Ning Yue was not a hothead.
Just now.
Ning Lu, Ao Xing, and even Zhou Jiahao and Yang Yuming had quietly injected their energy into his body.
After gathering the energy of so many people, the power of Ning Yue's next punch would depend on the power of an ordinary early Rank Seven Quasi-emperor!
Of course.
Ning Yue was not stupid enough to reveal his trump card so quickly.
He raised his right leg and kicked Qin He in front of him.
Looking at An Ying, Ning Yue said, "You don't mind if I devour this trash in front of you, right?"
"I don't mind."
An Ying had an indifferent expression.
Qin He was only an early Rank Six Quasi-emperor.
Even if Ning Yue devoured him, could his cultivation rise to the middle Rank Four?
Not to mention whether he could raise his cultivation to the middle Rank Four, even if he could, An Ying was not worried.
Because a middle Rank Four Quasi-emperor could not break the defense set up by a high-level Quasi-emperor talisman!
"That's good."
Ning Yue moved forward slightly and stepped on Qin He's chest with his right foot. A terrifying devouring power instantly emerged.
"Ahhh!"
A miserable scream came from Qin He's mouth.
"Young Master, save me! Young Master, save me!"
Qin He did not ask An Ying for help, because he knew that even if he asked An Ying for help, An Ying would not help him.
Only by asking Yang Zhaokai for help would he have a chance to live.
"Ning Yue, don't go too far!"
Yang Zhaokai's expression was cold as he said, "Qin He is my man. If you let him go, I can plead on your behalf and let you leave alive."
"Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"
Ning Yue curled his lips and said indifferently, "If you want Qin He to live, let that high-level Quasi-emperor break the defense first. There's no need to discuss anything else."
Qin He was the key. Ning Yue would not let him go.
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