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Chapter 403

Words:2054Update:22/06/18 00:56:43

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Decisive Execution

"What?!"

Looking at the cultivator lying on the ground like a dead dog, the Martial Force Temple Master's expression changed drastically.

The cultivator on the ground was none other than the Yin Energy Temple Master!

The Yin Energy Temple Master and the others were much weaker than the Martial Force Temple Master, so they were naturally no match for Hong Mo.

In just five minutes, the Red Fiend had killed the Yin Energy Palace Master!

Not only that, Hong Mo had also seriously injured the Ghost Talent Temple Master.

"Spirit Corpse Temple Master, go and help."

The Martial Force Temple Master's expression was extremely gloomy as he said to the Spirit Corpse Temple Master, "You must buy enough time for the Alchemist Temple Master!"

"Understood."

Originally, the Spirit Corpse Temple Master wanted to deal with Ning Yue together with the Martial Force Temple Master. However, the Martial Force Temple Master had burned his blood essence to increase his strength, so he did not intervene. Instead, he watched from the side to prevent Ning Yue from escaping.

Who would have thought that in just five minutes, the battlefield in the distance would undergo earth-shattering changes?

The Yin Energy Temple Master was killed, and even the Ghost Talent Temple Master was seriously injured.

Swoosh!

After responding, the Spirit Corpse Temple Master immediately leaped up and charged toward Hong Mo.

Hong Mo's performance was somewhat beyond Ning Yue's expectations.

As the saying goes, a starving camel is still bigger than a horse. In Ning Yue's opinion, even if Hong Mo was strong, it would not be easy for him to kill the Alchemist Temple Master and the others in a short period of time.

Who would have thought that Hong Mo would not only kill the Yin Energy Temple Master, but also seriously injure the Ghost Talent Temple Master in just five minutes?

Ignoring the situation on the other side, Ning Yue turned to the Martial Force Temple Master and said, "How about we make a deal?"

"You're only thinking of making a deal now? It's too late! "

The Martial Force Temple Master said coldly, "The Yin Energy Temple Master has been killed. Just wait for the wrath of the Corpse Sect!"

"I think you might have misunderstood me." Ning Yue shrugged and said, "What I mean is, if you join me, I can spare your worthless life."

"You're courting death!"

Hearing Ning Yue's words, the Martial Force Temple Master's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

In the next moment, he shouted in a low voice, and like a cheetah, he dashed directly towards Ning Yue.

"Revolving Palm!"

Although the Martial Force Temple Master had not recovered to his peak state, Ning Yue did not dare to be negligent.

Ning Yue quickly formed a seal with both hands and blasted out a palm print in an instant.

Buzz!

The Revolving Palm was the fifth style of the Netherworld Samsara Palm, and it was extremely powerful.

After blasting out the Rotating Wheel Palm, Ning Yue secretly separated a wisp of his Soul Power and charged towards the Martial Force Palace Master at an extremely fast speed.

"Insignificant tricks … Not good!" The Martial Hall Master clearly did not take the palm print seriously as it approached him. However, just as he was about to throw out a punch to block it, a shocked expression appeared in his eyes.

Rumble!

A cold beam of soul power flew out from Ning Yue's sleeve, and arrived in front of the palm print in the blink of an eye.

When his Soul Force came into contact with the palm, an earth-shattering explosion resounded throughout the area.

The shockwaves of the explosion seemed to have eyes of their own as they surged towards the Martial Force Hall Master.

"Damn it!"

Without any time to think, the Martial Force Hall Master immediately gathered the Yuan Qi in his Knowledge Sea in front of him and formed a Yuan Qi barrier.

"Solitaire!"

After the Rotating Wheel Palm exploded, Ning Yue did not stop. Instead, his eyes turned cold, and the Absolute Soul Sword pierced through the air. A huge sword wave formed, and along with the aftermath of the explosion, it struck the Yuan Qi barrier in front of the Martial Force Temple Master.

Crack! Pfft!

Two consecutive powerful attacks broke the Yuan Qi barrier in front of the Martial Force Hall Master. Then, under the Martial Force Hall Master's shocked gaze, his chest came into contact with it.

The immense force from his chest caused the Martial Force Hall Master to grimace in pain and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"I don't think I need to wait for 55 minutes. I want you dead now!"

With a move of Ning Yue's Knowledge Sea, four illusory Golden Cores flew out and floated above his head.

"You have four illusory Golden Cores? That's impossible!"

The Martial Force Hall Master's eyes widened when he saw the four Golden Cores hovering above Ning Yue's head. His face was filled with disbelief.

A late-stage True Martial Realm martialist had four illusory Golden Cores?

The Martial Force Hall Master had never seen one before.

Among the True Martial Realm martial artists he knew, let alone four Virtual Golden Cores, there was not even a single martial artist who had a single Virtual Golden Core.

"Noisy."

Ning Yue growled impatiently. Immediately, the Yuan Qi in the four illusory Golden Cores frantically poured into the Broken Soul Sword.

Chi Chi!

As the Yuan Qi was poured in, the Broken Soul Sword even let out a slight tremble.

After the Yuan Qi was poured in to the limit, Ning Yue slashed down with the Broken Soul Sword.

Whoosh!

An extremely terrifying sword beam separated from the Broken Soul Sword and ruthlessly fell on the Martial Force Hall Master's head.

The sword beam gradually expanded in front of the Martial Force Hall Master's eyes. Finally, the Martial Force Hall Master was dumbfounded.

Puchi!

With a successful attack, Ning Yue quickly retreated and looked at the Martial Force Hall Master with vigilance.

Although the sword beam had landed on the Martial Force Hall Master's neck, Ning Yue knew that it would be difficult to kill an expert like the Martial Force Hall Master with a single strike.

"You … you have a group of …"

However, the Martial Force Hall Master's performance was somewhat beyond Ning Yue's expectations.

The Martial Force Hall Master reached out to touch the blood on his neck and pointed at Ning Yue. He wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, he fell to the ground.

At this moment, the Corpse Yin Sect's Martial Force Hall Master had died in battle!

"He … died just like that?" The sudden death of the Martial Force Hall Master was indeed beyond Ning Yue's expectations.

The Martial Force Hall Master was not weak. How could he be killed in one move?

Whoosh!

Just as Ning Yue was puzzled by the death of the Martial Force Hall Master, a figure rushed out from the storage ring.

This figure was a peak seventh-grade alchemist, Xun Jianwen!

The moment Ning Yue saw Xun Jianwen, he immediately understood what had happened.

Xun Jianwen must have used his powerful soul force to suppress the Martial Force Hall Master, causing the Martial Force Hall Master to be unable to resist.

After coming out from the storage ring, Xun Jianwen hurriedly said, "Ning Yue, we should leave quickly. The Martial Force Hall Master has been killed. It won't be long before the surrounding experts of the Corpse Yin Sect arrive. At that time, it will be too late to leave!"

"We can't leave now. We must kill all five Sub-Hall Hall Masters!"

How could Ning Yue not know about this? However, since the Martial Force Hall Master had been killed, he couldn't let the other Sub-Hall Masters go.

"Ah! Ah! "

Suddenly, two hysterical screams came from the distance, attracting Ning Yue and Xun Jianwen's attention.

"Ghost Talent Hall Master, Spirit Corpse Hall Master!" Xun Jianwen was scared out of his wits.

In the distance, the Ghost Talent Hall Master and the Spirit Corpse Hall Master were lying on the ground, dead!

How long had it been?

Including the Martial Force Hall Master, four of the five Sub-Hall Masters of the Corpse Yin Sect had been killed.

Losing four Sub-Hall Masters at once, Xun Jianwen could imagine how big of a commotion it would cause in the Corpse Yin Sect!

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