"Oh, there's a helper."
Looking at the incoming martial artist, the corner of Lu Hao's lips curled up, and he smirked, "Let me meet him!"
"Lu Hao, be careful, he's not simple," Fan Qing warned, seeing that Lu Hao was about to make a move.
"Understood."
With that, Lu Hao dashed forward like a sharp sword.
"An early Primal Core warrior …"
Ning Yue's eyes turned cold, and the Yuan Qi in his consciousness swept out and gathered on his wrist. His speed did not slow down, but increased, arriving before Lu Hao in an instant.
Then, two fists that contained violent Yuan Qi collided with each other.
Crack!
"Ah!"
The sound of cracking, accompanied by a pig's squeal, rang out in the area.
Ning Yue did not stop there. Instead, he swung his fist again. His fist gradually enlarged in Lu Hao's eyes, and finally smashed into Lu Hao's chest.
Crack! Crack!
Lu Hao had already suffered serious injuries from that blow.
Against Ning Yue's fist, he was naturally defenseless.
Two consecutive crisp sounds rang out, and Lu Hao's body flew back several feet, landing heavily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
In the distance, seeing Lu Hao's quick defeat, Fan Qing and Shen Yong's expressions darkened.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The two of them dashed out and arrived in front of Lu Hao almost instantly. They then brought Lu Hao to the side.
"Pfft!"
Lu Hao had already broken two of his ribs, and now that he was dragged away by Shen Yong, he suffered another injury. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his face as ugly as a pig's liver.
"Damn it, I only have thirty percent of my peak strength!" Clenching his fists, Lu Hao glared at Ning Yue viciously, wishing he could chop Ning Yue into pieces.
The last time he failed to cultivate the Art of Devouring, it left a hidden injury in Lu Hao's body, causing him to only have thirty percent of his peak strength.
If Lu Hao wanted to return to his peak condition, he must successfully cultivate the Art of Devouring, or his strength would never improve!
Although he easily defeated Lu Hao, Ning Yue did not let his guard down.
Because he realized that the truly powerful ones were the two martial artists beside Lu Hao!
With Ning Yue's keen senses, he could naturally tell that Lu Hao was not at his peak condition. Therefore, defeating Lu Hao with ease was not a big deal.
The two martial artists beside Lu Hao were different. The Yuan Qi in their bodies was vigorous and stable.
With one look, one could tell that he was a powerful expert!
"Fortunately, I advanced to the middle stage of the True Martial Realm, and also divided the phantom Golden Dan into four."
Fan Qing and Chen Yong's formidable strength caused Ning Yue to gasp.
If he had not advanced to the middle stage of the True Martial realm, he would not have been a match for any one of them.
Even so, Ning Yue was extremely careful.
It would be fine if it was just one of them, but he didn't have much confidence in dealing with two at the same time.
"Kid, you injured Lu Hao. You have to leave something behind," Fan Qing said darkly.
"I have a lot of things on me. It depends on whether you have the strength to take them," Ning Yue said coldly as he quietly gripped the Soul Severing Sword in his hand.
"Hahaha!"
Fan Qing laughed out loud, then changed the topic and said coldly, "The things that I, Fan Qing, want to take, I have never failed!"
"Since you are so arrogant, I will take your head."
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Qing rose from the ground with a whistling Yuan Qi gale around him. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Ning Yue.
Immediately, Fan Qing's right hand suddenly punched out, aiming at Ning Yue's head.
"Kid, I have to say, you are really arrogant. You didn't even dodge my punch with eighty percent of my strength." Seeing that his fist was about to hit Ning Yue's head, while Ning Yue stood there in a daze, Fan Qing's mouth unnaturally curled up as he said sinisterly.
"Afterimage?"
However, what happened next made Fan Qing's pupils shrink.
Unknowingly, Ning Yue had already appeared behind him. The Soul Severing Sword was raised and aimed at the back of his head!
Feeling the strong wind coming from behind, Fan Qing did not have time to think and immediately moved his body to the side.
Whoosh!
Fortunately, Fan Qing moved his body in time, otherwise, his head would have been cut in half.
"It is impossible to beat Ning Yue in speed." Gritting his teeth, Fan Qing decided not to compete with Ning Yue in speed. Instead, he displayed the power of an early Primal Core practitioner, wanting to overwhelm Ning Yue in terms of aura.
Unbeknownst to him, to overwhelm Ning Yue in terms of aura, even a peak Primal Core practitioner could not do it!
Unless it was a Yin-Yang Realm practitioner, and the strength of his Soul Power was not lower than the sixth-grade!
"Solitaire!"
Ning Yue did not have time to waste with Fan Qing here. His powerful senses detected that the aura of the Red Devil in the distance was weak. If he was not treated in time, it was likely that his spiritual body would be damaged!
The spiritual body of a sword was different from a practitioner. Once the spiritual body was damaged, it would require the use of the physical body to fully recover.
Now that the physical body of the Red Devil was trapped in the pendant, it would be impossible for him to come out in a short period of time.
Therefore, Ning Yue had to save the Red Devil immediately and treat him.
Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable!
The Yuan Qi in a virtual Golden Core burst out and gathered on the Soul Severing Sword.
The Soul Severing Sword vibrated at an extremely strange frequency as Ning Yue waved his palm.
Then, the Soul Severing Sword flew out of Ning Yue's hand and floated in mid-air.
Buzz buzz!
The next moment, a sword wave containing a monstrous Yuan Qi broke away from the Soul Severing Sword.
Whoosh whoosh!
The moment the Solitaire appeared, it dispersed Fan Qing's early Primal Core aura.
After dispersing Fan Qing's aura, the Solitaire did not stop. Instead, it sped up again and pierced Fan Qing's chest under his horrified gaze.
"Corpse Light Shield!"
At the critical moment, Fan Qing forced out a drop of blood essence and quickly formed a seal with both hands.
As Fan Qing's palm moved quickly, a dark green light shield formed in front of him.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
As soon as the dark green light shield formed, the Solitaire in mid-air appeared in front of Fan Qing. Under his gloomy gaze, it collided with the dark green light shield.
What happened next was a little beyond Ning Yue's expectations.
In the confrontation with the dark green light shield, the Solitaire did not gain the upper hand. Instead, it seemed to be at a slight disadvantage.
"This Corpse Light Shield is actually formed by the Yin Qi of the dead."
Staring at the dark green light shield in front of Fan Qing, Ning Yue could not help but gasp.
This was the first time he had seen so much Yin Qi of the dead.
Whoosh!
At this moment, the Corpse Light Shield and the Solitaire disappeared at the same time.
The disappearance of the Solitaire did not affect Ning Yue, but Fan Qing was not so lucky.
In order to use the Corpse Light Shield, he not only used all the Yin Qi of the dead in his body, but also burned a drop of blood essence.
The disappearance of the Corpse Light Shield meant that he had completely lost these things!
To Fan Qing, even if he lost his blood essence, he could still cultivate it back.
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